I'm so so so so sorry! I've been busy with promotion practice, class trip, drama, family drama, and roleplay. I'm going to try and start updating faster, promise, and I'll try and get my other stories updated too. BTW, I made a Twilight Roleplay, so if anyone is interested I'll PM you the link.

Emmett POV

"Damn it," I thought, hurrying to Jasper's bedroom where he slept quietly. "Damn it, damn it, damn it."

"Jasper," I whispered, shaking him lightly. His eyes barely opened as I carefully sat him up and propped him against the headboard. Alice was busy packing their clothes.

As I wrapped him in a blanket and carried him downstairs hastily, his eyes closed and his head rested in the crook of my neck when he fell back to sleep in my arms. I carried him out into the cold, dark night. Peter was waiting at the car to put him in.

Corrine had gone and killed someone. A Forks resident.

A Forks High student.

We had to move, and fast.

I knew Carlisle was considering asking Corrine to leave, but he was worried Jasper would worsen without her supplying the medicine. I personally thought he should ask her to leave before she ruined everything. I couldn't stand Corrine.

"Give him to me," Peter said softly, reaching for Jasper. I passed him to Peter and ran back inside to help Rosalie pack.

In a matter of minutes, we had gone.

It took us a full day to arrive at one of our "safe houses", a house we'd bought in case this happened. This one was far from Forks. Edward had chosen to stay with Bella until she broke the news to Charlie that she was leaving.

Jasper was awake now, chattering in Carlisle's ear. I hadn't seen him so happy in a while. Maybe leaving Forks was what he needed.

"Emmett? Jasper is trying to get your attention," Carlisle told me.

"Huh? Oh, sorry, buddy, wasn't paying attention. What?"

"I feel funny and you should pull over."

Fuck. Don't puke in my car. Please don't let him puke in my car.

"All right.. hang on, Jasper. One minute." I kept my voice as calm and soothing as I could while I pulled over. Esme's car followed.

"What's going on?" she called out.

"Jasper is going to be sick." I scooped him up and rushed him out of the car just inside for him to vomit all over the grass.

Ew. Ew. Oh, ew. Why do I have to deal with this?

"Oh, Jazz," Alice cooed at him, coming to the rescue. She snatched him from me and settled him in the backseat again, this time sliding in next to him.

I started driving again, on edge lest Jasper get sick again.

Thank God, he didn't.

Alice POV

We were in our new house soon enough.

Jasper didn't like it, not at all. He said there was something wrong with this house, and that it gave him nightmares. He constantly clung to Peter or myself.

He told me sometimes he heard whispering and laughing, which worried me. I searched the future, but saw nothing bad happening. Only the same blurriness that was Jasper's future, as usual.

Then I really got worried when he began waking up screaming.

"Alice! Alice, no!"

"Shh," I soothed, running into the bedroom. "I'm here, it's all right. Calm down."

Jasper's eyes opened and he threw himself into my lap, flinging his arms around me. "Alice."

"I've got you. I'm here, Jasper. Breathe. Deep breaths."

"Alice, it was horrible," he cried. "I hate that dream… and I keep having it."

"Do you want to talk about it, honey?"

"I just… it's that same dream. Remember, when I woke up screaming in the hotel? The fog dream."

At my nod, he continued, voice strained with distress. "It's not fog anymore, Alice. It's this house… so big and cold and empty… and the hallways start jumbling together and they're long like tunnels… and Alice, I get lost and you're just ahead but I can't find you."

"Well.. it's just a dream, not real. I'm right here."

"But it's so frightening. I don't like it. Alice, do you think I'll ever catch up to you?"

"No, Jazz, I don't. That's not how dreams work. But I do think if you get used to being safe and loved here with me and our family, the nightmare will go away and you'll forget it."

He hugged me tightly.

"Oof." I hugged him back gently, not wanting to hurt him. "Okay… let's lay back down and you go back to bed. It's late."

He nodded and let me lay him down. "Okay."

I kissed his forehead. "Good night, Jasper. Sweet dreams. I'm right here."

Kinda short, I know. Reviews?