A/N: I still don't own Twilight.

Just a little extra bit of fluff that I couldn't fit into the chapter in BPOV. This is in Alice's POV, and takes place when they drop her off at the airport at the end of Chapter 5.

Everyone climbs out of the Jeep when we get to Sea-Tac and they're all standing in a row facing me, waiting to say goodbye. I open my arms to Emmett, and he looks a little surprised but swoops in for a hug. He picks me up and swings me around before setting me back on my feet, and I motion for him to bend down like I want to tell him a secret.

"I like the way she smiles when she's with you. I think you might be good for her, Doc, but if you or your little brother cause her to shed one tear this summer, I will be on a plane back here so fucking fast your head will spin. I may be tiny, but I can do some damage if I need to. She deserves the best, Emmett, she deserves someone who will be patient with her, respect her... and love her with his whole heart."

I pull back a little to meet his eyes and I try to look tough. He's smiling, unaffected, and leans over to whisper, "It's already hers," placing his hand over his heart briefly. I nod slightly, satisfied, and he nods back.

Bella approaches, raising an eyebrow at the exchange I had with Emmett, but she doesn't ask questions. We hug each other tightly and I use the opportunity to try to convince her to get rid of her old dirty sneakers. Honestly, Bella has great toes and she should wear sandals whenever possible. After I kiss her cheek and say goodbye, she climbs into the front seat of the Jeep with Emmett. Jasper stands in front of me, hands in his pockets, head down. I reach up to tuck his hair behind his ear, and he leans down to kiss me.

The kiss almost knocks me off my feet. Not because it's passionate, but because I feel like he's pouring every ounce of his sadness into the kiss. When he pulls away, teardrops are sliding down my cheeks.

"I'm gonna miss you so much, Mary Alice," he whispers to me. His hands cup my face, and he says, "I've told you that I love you, but I don't know how to explain... God, I just don't know if I can make you understand how much I love you. It's like... like I spent my life before at Wal-Mart, and now that I'm with you I spend every day in Saks Fifth Avenue. Everything is just... better."

"Oh Jasper, you do love me!" I cry, and throw my arms around his neck. He laughs and hugs me close. "I love you, too, you know that? My sexy cowboy. I'm coming to Texas in 21 days."

"I'm counting the hours, sweetheart," he mumbles into my hair. We hold each other for a minute, and I know I have to go if I'm going to make it through security.

"I've gotta go, Jazz. I love you." I try to sound strong, even though I'm still crying.

"Call me when you get there, Ali, no matter what time." He kisses my cheeks, my forehead, and finally my lips. When he speaks again his voice is shaking like he might cry, too. "I love you, baby."

I squeeze his hand, turning to walk into the terminal. I want to stop and turn to look at him again but I know I'll start to really cry, and Jazz will cry, and it will be so much harder to leave. I stalk purposefully into the check-in area and find the right counter. I'm on auto-pilot while I check in and go through security in a flash. I'm probably the only person cursing security for being so efficient- if I'd known it would only take 15 minutes, I would have spent more time with Jasper. I find my terminal, using the extra time to stop at one of the 47 Starbucks for a cup of tea.

I board first, settling into my seat at the front of the plane. Before we pull away from the gate I check my phone and find a text from Jasper. "498 hours until I meet you at the airport in Houston and kiss your lips again. I can't wait, love."

I write back, "Me too, miss you already. On the plane, about to take off. I'll be dreaming of you, love. xoxo."