The last time Bella spoke to Edward was when she left their band, seven years ago. What will happen when they meet again, and old feelings rise to the surface? Rated M for future chapters. BxE, AxJ, AU, AH

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Too bad.

APOV

Esme came skipping into my bedroom. Her eyes were wide with excitement and her hands shook slightly. When she started to jump up and down on the spot, I knew something huge had just happened. Not many people believed it, but I had inherited my energetic nature from my mother.

"What happened?" I demanded, standing up and skipping toward her.

"Bella called," she squealed.

I gasped and began to scream. Esme grasped my hands and we jumped and screamed and laughed together. Carlisle poked his head into the room and shook it. However, he too wore a huge smile on his face, so I assumed he knew what had conspired as well.

"Why didn't you let me talk to her?" I whined. Esme laughed again.

"You know very well that your wrath would have been too much too soon," she giggled.

I put my hands on my hips and huffed. "What wrath? Do you think I'm angry she hasn't called me once in the past seven years?" I asked sarcastically.

Esme raised an eyebrow. "Alice, don't. We have no idea what happened with her and Edward. We don't have any right to judge."

I sighed and sat down, resting my chin in my hand.

"I told her you were getting married," Esme said.

I perked right up. "Really? What did she say? Will she be here for it? Will she be a bridesmaid? Will she come dress shopping with me? Will she—"

"She's very excited for you, Alice. I don't know if she'll come. You'll have to invite her if she comes for thanksgiving."

I gasped. "She's coming for thanksgiving?"

"She might come. It depends—"

Suddenly colors swirled in front of my eyes and I was no longer in my childhood bedroom with Esme. I was now in the dark hallway of the top floor of the house. Bella stood at the end of the hallway with Edward. She looked angry and he looked embarrassed. Then Edward leaned forward and brushed her hair from her face. Bella's angry look instantly melted, and she looked afraid.

Colors swirled again and I was back in my bedroom. I squeezed my eyes shut and shook my head.

"Alice? Alice?" Esme said frantically. "You had a vision, didn't you?"

I took a deep breath before letting it out. "I did. I thought I had lost my gift." Since I was born, I had been having visions almost every day. But after the accident, they came less and less often, and the last time I had a vision was when I was nineteen. Now I was twenty-five. For the past six years I had wished I could choose when I wanted to see something. A smile crept onto my lips.

"I had a vision!" I cheered. "I had a vision! About time, too!"

Esme sat on the bed beside me. "What did you see?"

"Bella and Edward. They were talking in the top floor's hallway. It was dark, so it must have been night."

Esme smiled. "Bella and Edward? Together?"

I nodded. "I can't believe I had a freaking vision."

Esme patted my cheek and laughed. "This is wonderful, Alice. I think things are going to start looking up."

I nodded my head vigorously. "I know they are."

"Sorry to kill the mood, Sweetie, but are you planning on telling your twin brother of your engagement?"

I frowned and glared at my mother. "What makes you think he'd even want to come?"

Esme's face became pained, and I felt bad. I knew it killed her that two of her children refused to speak to each other.

"Of course he'd want to come."

"I don't need a huge fight at my wedding, Mom. I don't want him to loose it again and throw a chair into the cake or something."

"I know that, honey. But he's lost right now. He has no one but Emmett who I'm sure is hardly helpful, and he has a huge he absolutely hates. He tells me otherwise, but I just know he hates it."

"What am I supposed to do about that? It's his fault he can't move his lazy ass to find a better job."

"Sometimes I think he never recovered from Bella," Esme whispered.

"That's his own damn fault too," I muttered.

"Alice," Esme warned.

"Well it is, Mom! It's his fault she left us. It's his fault she hasn't spoken to us until now!"

Esme shook her head sadly and let a tear slip from her eye. I felt guilty instantly.

"I'm sorry, Mom," I apologized as I patted her back soothingly.

"Its fine, Alice. I just want my family together again. Including Bella. She's always been a part of our family."

I kissed my mothers cheek. "I really do think things will get better."

She hugged me tightly. "We have to believe that, don't we?"

EPOV

(2 weeks later)

"I'm flying out tonight, Eddie."

Emmett and I were sitting on the couch, watching television. I had asked him if he wanted to go out for a while, maybe get something to drink, and he surprised me by telling me he was going on a plane somewhere.

"Where the hell are you flying out to?" I asked.

He eyed me. "Um…Forks? Thanksgiving break?"

My eyes widened. "Right. I forgot all about that."

Emmett sighed and crossed his arms. "You need to get your head out of your ass, Edward." I had never seen Emmett wear a more serious look on his face before.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I demanded, quick to be defensive.

"You're useless. Right now the only thing you're doing is stealing air from people who are actually trying to live. Stop using Bella as an excuse and get a decent job that might enable you to pay at least a quarter of the rent."

"How the hell am I supposed to be happy doing anything other than music?" I asked.

"If all you want to do is make music, go do it! Its time for you to grow the hell up!"

"I can't go do it," I muttered pathetically.

"Why in the hell not?" Emmett seethed.

"Because Bella fucking Swan won't do it with me!" I was starting to sound crazy, it was true.

"What, have you found her? Did you go to her house and ask her recently? Why am I not surprised she said no?" Emmett laughed without humor.

"She said she'd never do it with me in grade twelve, Emmett," I said slowly.

"Before or after her parents died and you said god knows what to her?"

"Before. It came out of no where, Emmett."

Emmett shook his head angrily. "Edward, I'm tired of this bullshit. Go find her, or move on with your life. You've hurt so many people within the last few years, and its time to think about someone other than you."

He stood up and walked toward the door. He opened it and stepped over the threshold but paused before closing it behind him.

"By the way, Alice got engaged about two weeks ago." With that last comment, he slammed the door shut. I sat on the couch, completely frozen for a couple minutes. When I thawed, I felt like my head would explode. Alice was engaged? I didn't even know she was dating someone. No one had told me any of this. Emmett had said that I had hurt a lot of people.

Had I hurt Esme?

Yes, I had. With my disconnection to the family.

Carlisle?

He expected me to exceed and to fight for what I wanted. He expected me to be compassionate. I hadn't been doing either of those things.

Emmett?

It was obvious I had hurt him by taking his money for a place to live without any gratitude.

Alice?

Yeah, I had hurt Alice. By hurting Bella and myself. This was the reason we never spoke, and the reason I wasn't invited to this wedding of hers.

And I had definitely hurt Bella. Sometimes I worried whether she was still alive. Whether she was happy.

I had to change my attitude now.

I leapt up from the couch and made my way to Emmett's laptop. And I bought a ticket to Washington. I would leave tomorrow morning.

BPOV

My bags were packed and I was ready to go. I was incredibly nervous, but excited. Esme, Carlisle, Emmett, Alice. Esme, Carlisle, Emmett, Alice.

Now that I was finally allowing myself to think about the Cullens and my past, I realized how much I had actually missed them. I continued to mentally kick myself for not keeping contact with them all these years.

Rosalie dropped me off at security. "Remember, Bella," she said. "Jazz and I will have our phones on at all times. Call is if you need anything. If you want to come home, we'll buy you a ticket to Texas."

I smiled and laughed lightly. "Thanks Rose. But I think I'll be fine."

"You sure that dick won't be there?"

"He's not a dick, Rose."

She rolled her eyes. "Keep telling yourself that, Bella. If you prefer, I can use the word jerk."

I sighed but smiled. "The jerk won't be there."

"I'll talk to you soon, Bella," Rosalie laughed as I walked through security. I waved one last time before she turned to leave.

The flight left right on time and landed early. Alice was supposed to pick me up and drive back to Forks. Instead of feeling nervous, I was beginning to feel really excited. I loved Alice like a sister.

I made my way to the baggage claim and looked for a petit woman. When I couldn't spot her anywhere, I began to worry.

"Oh my god. Bella, is that you?" a high bell-like voice asked. I turned around and met the green eyes of Alice. She looked the same except for the length of her hair. It had always been long, but it was now cut into short and spiky pieces. It suited her perfectly. I grinned hugely.

"Alice?"

She squealed and jumped up, wrapping me in a tight hug. I hugged her back.

"Holy shit, Bella! You're hot!"

I laughed loudly. Hot was a huge overstatement. Normal was probably a better word.

"You're looking pretty hot as well, Alice," I giggled. She let go of me and gave me an pretend angry look.

"Just pretty hot? Bella, I look like hotness incarnate." I laughed and she joined in.

My luggage was the first bag on the carousal and Alice and I skipped to a black Mercedes that I remembered had belonged to Carlisle.

"So, you're getting married, huh?" I asked. Alice nodded.

"Yup, I sure am."

"Who's the lucky guy?"

She smiled. "His name is Brandon. You'll come to the wedding, right?" she asked.

"Of course. When is it?"

"July. It's going to be amazing."

"I bet it will."

Alice and I were in the car now, driving toward Forks. She turned on the stereo and taped her hand against the steering wheel.

"How about you? Any special guys?"

I shook my head. "Nope."

"How come?" she asked. "There's no way you can't pick anyone up."

I laughed. "I just haven't met anyone I really like. Still looking."

She nodded. "Yeah, I know what that's like. Sometimes you have to settle for the next best thing, though, Bella."

She sounded a little sad, and I wondered if what she said had any connection to her.

"What's your job like?" she asked.

"I'm a journalist for the Toronto paper."

She whistled. "That's a pretty cool job. Do you like it?"

I shrugged. "It's okay, I guess. I like it."

She frowned but didn't press me on it.

"And let me guess," I said. You have your own store filled with your own designs."

She laughed. "Good guess. I do."

"Are you going to take me to it sometime?"

"Definitely. You'll love shopping at my store."

"Somehow I doubt that," I giggled.

She eyed my clothing. "With that sexy skirt and shirt, I would have thought you liked shopping now."

I shook my head. "Nope. Still hate it. My best friend Rosalie picked it out."

"Best friend?" Alice asked in a tight voice.

Shit.

I should have known she'd be upset. It was entirely my fault I was no longer close friends with Alice.

"I'm sorry, Alice."

"I don't want to be a bitch, Bella, but you should be. I missed you a lot. We could have been best friends now."

"I know," I sighed. "I would have stayed but it just became too much."

"What did?" she asked.

I stared at her for a long time. "I don't want to tell you right now, but I promise I'll tell you later, alright?"

She smiled. "Agreed."

The rest of the ride passed quickly. Conversation flowed easily and I found myself friends with Alice in no time at all. A song by Hellogoodbye came on the radio and Alice squealed.

"I haven't heard this forever!" she exclaimed. "We used to sing it all the time!"

I laughed. This song was practically our trademark. Alice and Bella's song. We always sang it together. I'm not even sure when we started.

"Cause our lips can touch," Alice sang.

"Our cheeks can brush," I joined in.

"Our lips can touch."

"Here!" we both sang. We giggled as the chorus played.

She turned the Mercedes into the driveway. I felt tears form as I took in the grand house. I missed it's warm atmosphere.

Carlisle, Esme, and Emmett came running from the house. I jumped from the car into Esme's arms.

"Oh, Esme," I whispered. She hugged me tightly before passing me onto Carlisle.

"Good to have you back," he whispered. I smiled up at him.

Emmett grabbed me from Carlisle and crushed me in his arms. "You're hot, Bella!" he yelled. I would have laughed had I had enough air in my lungs to breath.

"Emmett—need—air," I choked out. He put me back on the ground and laughed heartily.

I looked into all of their happy, smiling faces and let tears fall from my eyes.

"I missed you all so much."

So, looks like Edward and Alice don't have a very good relationship anymore, doesn't it? And Edward's going to surprise his family by coming down for thanksgiving. That might cause some drama, huh?

There will be lots more Edward in the next chapter, don't you worry. We'll also get to meet Alice's fiancé Brandon.

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-Maiya