Did anyone else watch the MTV Movie award the other night? OMG that was such a good New Moon trailer! Too bad they ended it just when it was getting good … Now I want to see it even more! I haven't stopped watching that sneak peek ever since it was on... lol...

The awards ceremony wasn't bad either. Twilight won a lot of awards (Best movie award, Best kiss, Best Fight, a lot! XD) and can I just say that it was hilarious watching Kristen get her award! But I also have to say that I know how it feels, tripping in front of everyone. Just not dropping my award, lol. Not that I have ever gotten an award, but still… But don't worry, Kristen, I'd try and get out of there as fast as I could as well. ("Well, wasn't that just as awkward as I thought it would be. Bye!")

What happend to all my wonderful reviewers? well,I'm hoping to ein you goys back with this chapter! Tmay even be something special in this here chapter as well (do I hear "special POV -or maybe even POV's -?" Maybe! XD)

Previously:

As if on queue, Alice burst into the room and walked- half ran to me. "Bella, come with me," she said, helping me up and escorting me out of the room, and down to hers.

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When we were safely in the confines of her bedroom, she commanded me to sit on the couch, and turned to lock the door behind her.

" Alice , what is it? What is wrong with Edward?" But she didn't even acknowledge that she even heard me. She pressed her whole body against the locked door, and held her ear up against it, as if she were eavesdropping on someone's conversation through the other side of the door.

" Alice ?" I asked again.

She put up one finger to silence me, her ear still pressed against the door, still either eavesdropping or listening for something intently on the other side of the door, in the hallway.

What had felt like hours finally passed, and she sighed and turned to face me. I opened my mouth to repeat my questions for her, but closed it again when I saw a small, sympathetic smile on her lips. Her eyes were also pleading me not to ask any questions right now.

She came to sit by me on the couch. "Bella…" she sighed before continuing. "Bella, I just want you to know that I'm sorry."

"For what?"

She sighed again. "For leaving you. Leaving you, and actually not seeing that Emmett would go after you next… Believe me, Bella; I had no idea that this," she pointed to my broken hand, "was going to happen when I walked away, until it was too late." She really did look ridden with more guilt than one person should ever have to feel, immortal or not.

But I didn't care about my hand at the moment. "And what about Edward? What happened, what did I do to make him react that way?"

She patted my hand. "You didn't do anything. At least, not that I know of," she responded.

That answer wasn't beginning to sit too well with me. "And when will I be able to hear the reason, from his own lips, then?" I pressed forward.

"Well, probably not for a while. But, if you want me to, I will go find out right now. I just had to get you out of the room before he did something…" she cringed back at whatever she was trying to say. "He would regret. Before he did something we all would regret." She gave me what I could only imagine was a reassuring smile, as her word had began to sink in. I realized the truth in them. She had saved my life, hadn't she?

Alice POV

" Carlisle !" I cried, running into his office. He was cleaning up supplies from what looked to be material for a cast. Oh, no.

"What is it, Alice ?"

"Is Bella going to be alright?" I asked, fearing for my best friend. If anything ever happened to her that could've been in my power to have been stopped, I would never, no matter how long I existed, forgive myself. And something told me Edward wouldn't either.

"Yes, she will be just fine. Just a few broken bones," he informed me, waving his hand dismissively. Even that made me feel guilty, knowing that if I hadn't been such a poor sport earlier, I could've stopped her from having any sort of injury.

I slumped over to the chair next to Carlisle . As soon as I made contact with the hair, though, I had another vision…

-Vision-

Edward was on one side of his room, the side with his wall of CD's, and Bella was sitting on the couch, staring, frightened, at him. If only she knew that she had every reason in the world to fear him at this moment.

"Edward, what's wrong?" Bella asked him; still frightened.

He turned around then, grinning at her evilly. She scooted back, further onto the couch, obviously startled by his expression. He began to stalk towards her, and asked her to stand up.

Hesitantly, she did as she was told.

He wrapped her into his embrace, except a little tighter than Bella would have liked. Using his nose, he began to trail light kisses up her neck, stopping just above her ear, as if to whisper something into her ear. I knew better, of course. I knew what he was doing.

Then, my vision was putting all it's attention on the clock on the wall, behind them. It read 5:43.

-End of Vision-

My vision ended abruptly, launching me back into the present time. That was going to happen if I didn't stop it.

" Carlisle ? What time is it?"

He looked down at his watch. "Ah, 5:40. Why?"

That's all I needed to know. I could get there in time. Using vampire speed, I rushed out of his office, and up the stairs, heading straight for Edward's room. Edward, I'm coming! Just hold of for a little bit longer, until I can get Bella out, pleaded in my head.

He heard me. " Alice is about to come up, and enter the room. I advise you to leave with her, Bella," I heard him tell her. I walked into the room then, and walked to her.

"Bella, come with me," I told her, and helped her up. I shot Edward a glance before leaving the room. I'll be back to find out what happened in a moment, I warned, before escorting Bella from the room, and to mine.

When I reached my room, I ordered her to sit, and turned to lock the door. I pressed my ear up to it, listening to hear if Edward had decided to follow us or something.

"Alice, what is wrong? What happened to Edward?" I heard her ask me. I pretended like I didn't hear her, since at the moment I really didnt have an answer to her question.

"Alice?" She asked once again. I put up one finger, silencing her.

When I was satisfied that he wasn't about to come anytime soon, I turned to face her, my guilt coming back to wash over me yet again.

"Bella… Bella, I just want you to know that I'm sorry," I told her.

She looked confused. "For what?"

"I sighed, and began my apology. "For leaving you. Leaving you, and actually not seeing that Emmett would go after you next… Believe me, Bella; I had no idea that this," I pointed one of my perfectly manicured fingers at her cast, "was going to happen when I walked away, until it was too late." My guilt was becoming too much for me to handle now.

"And what about Edward? What happened, what did I do to make him react that way?" So that was what she was worried about?

I patted her good hand. "You didn't do anything. At least, not that I'm aware of," I assured her.

She pursed her lips, obviously not pleased with my lack of information. . "And when will I be able to hear the reason, from his own lips, then?"

"Well, probably not for a while. But, if you want me to, I will go find out right now. I just had to get you out of the room before he did something…" –wince- "He would regret. Before he did something we all would regret." I let my word sink in, and slowly, she began to realize what I had meant.

I saw so many different emotions play across her face then. Thanks, mad, sadness, relief… and some that I couldn't even label. "I'm going to go get Esme, so you have someone to talk to," I told her, "I'm going to go talk to Edward for you."

She nodded distantly, and I went downstairs, to Esme.

"Can you please keep Bella company?" I asked her. "I need to talk to Edward, and at the moment, that isn't exactly the safest place for her."

"Of course," she answered, thankfully. But I guess I expected as much of her. She cared for everyone, no matter how long she had known them, whether it had been her whole existence, like Carlisle , or just a few hours, like Bella, she cared all around.

I thanked her, and used my vampire speed to get to Edward's room in a matter of seconds.

I knocked twice. "Come in," I heard him call, and I did just that.

"I'm back."

"Hmm, I can see that," he mused sadly. "Where's Bella?"

I put my hands on my hips. "You actually believe that I would let her back up here so soon, with you, after that vision I just had?

His face fell slightly. "No, I guess not."

"What were you thinking?" I accused.

He groaned, and rolled back onto the couch. "I don't know. I don't even know what I was thinking before, I was just doing."

"Explain," I commanded.

"I don't know how!"

"Try."

He sighed, obviously very repentant for what I had seen. "It all started last night, when she snuck away, and came up here," he began. "I wasn't thinking. The next thing I knew, she was in my arms, we were on the couch, and I was watching her sleep.

"We woke up the next morning, and when you walked away from Emmett and that game of Slap Jack, and I heard him think of Bella's name, I got all protective. I told her she wasn't playing anything with Emmett.

"You know, now that I really am thinking about it, I guess I wasn't letting her play because I was a bit jealous. Jealous, because Emmett was going to be able to play a game with her. I wanted it to be me. Well, except for her breaking her hand.

"And then, when he broke her hand, I began to feel even more protective, and, after I was done chasing Emmett all the way to Alaska, I came back, and just stopped thinking again. It wasn't until we were in the room, alone, that I remembered that I was... thirsty, and she just smelled so good…" He cursed himself for thinking that way about her again, and looked up at me.

" Alice , it's just so easy to forget everything with her." He looked down at his hands, not meeting my eyes.

"Edward, it's alright," I soothed. "You should go hunt if you're thirsty. Bella will be here in the morning."

He nodded, and went to stand up. Before leaving through the window, he turned to me and said three words to me: "Thank you, Alice ." And jumped out of the window. He may not know what was going on inside his head, but I sure did. He loved Bella, and soon, he would realize it, or my name wasn't Mary Alice Brandon Cullen. And if that wasn't my name, I didn't know what was.

I got up off his couch and began to walk back to my room, to tell Bella about my findings. And she'd better appreciate the effort I put in to getting it for her.

Hmmm… Okay… Believe me guys, if I ever do a different POV (Alice's mostly) I promise it will relate to their character more. I just had to have her serious here, because it was a pretty serious chapter…

And sorry for the repetitiveness... I just though you guys would appriciate two perspectives on Edward's behavior. Did I guess right?

I liked that chapter a lot, but maybe that was because I got to write in Alice 's Point Of View. But I need your guys' opinions, should I do that more often, [change POV's] or only do it when necessary to the story, and stick with Bella's perspective?

Oh, and BTW I've decided to try something new with my fanfiction schedule. I decided that I will update at least once a week now instead, and if I leave you all hanging, at least twice a week. Sound good?

Luv you all! REVIEW, PLZ!