Alice's POV

I hated them. I watched as Renee, Phil and Charlie cried as their daughter was wheeled away. I hated that they could cry, and I could not. Tears seemed so fitting at the moment, like a watery tribute to my love for my dead sister. It wasn't fair…and I couldn't stay. I ran out of the hospital at reckless speed jumping into the Porsche. The Porsche Izzy gave me.

Izzy.

Bella.

Gone.

Dead.

I screamed. I threw myself against the steering wheel, screamed and sobbed. I hit the dash multiple times watching the indentions appear under the assault.

Suddenly the door opened, and strong arms pulled me softly to the ground.

"Shh shh, Alice it'll be okay," Edward murmured into my hair. I screamed harder thrashing against him, pummelling him with my fists and scratching at his face. He never stopped me, just rocked me slowly, telling me it would be okay.

"How? How will it be okay Edward. She's gone. My sister, my best friend, is gone, and I'll never get her back."

I sagged against him.

"I lost her too, Alice. My lover, my soul mate, my half. I know what you feel and it hurts more than any pain we could succumb to."

"Oh God Edward. It hurts; it hurts so much. How will we survive?"

"We will. We are strong."

"Edward."

I glanced up and saw Jasper standing above us. The pain etched on his face caused me to sob. Everyone was hurting, not just me. Jasper scooped me up and walked me over to Rose's car.

"What about my-"

"The dash is mangled love. You can't drive it," Jasper said in a soothing voice.

"Oh God I ruined Izzy's gift. I'm terrible. How ca-"

"Izzy would understand Alice."

The drive home blurred for me. I didn't even register Jasper taking me to our room and laying me down on our bed. He lay down next to me carefully manoeuvring to shape himself around me. I sighed in his hold.

Jasper was my lifeline. I had never felt more at home then in his arms. My soul mate, my mate, my other half. I could not imagine the utter desperation Edward was feeling at the moment. He had only just let himself be happy, truly happy with her. And now she was gone and with her; happiness. For all of us.

She was taken from us too soon. The last few days had been strenuous. We all wracked our brains for solutions but came up with very little. None of them would actually work. She was only in the hospital two days when Emmett had the idea we move her so she could be at home with us. We all liked that idea until Jasper rejected it because Izzy's parents would want to be there at the end and it was too dangerous.

Rose and Esme had a huge fight with Emmett and Carlisle over the fact they had actually taken Izzy to the hospital when they should have brought her home and changed her there. In their grief and panic, it had never been an option; they just didn't think of it. Esme and Rose however were too hurt to understand their way of thinking.

I thought back on the last days after Izzy's accident trying to find something that I could have changed. Something that may have helped her. I had never been more frustrated about my lack of ability. Perhaps there was a way out but without my sight I could not see it. I cried tearless sobs as the answer seemed there, but I could not grasp it.

"Shh, Alice. Don't do that," Jasper whispered in my ear. I moaned against him feeling my grief well up again, and he held me hard against him. I heard Rosalie and Emmett return. They were in the middle of a fight, and I heard numerous doors slam and items shatter. Suddenly Emmett screamed he was going to hunt, and then there was only Rosalie sobbing quietly.

I disentangled myself from Jasper, and we both stood up. I flew downstairs and took Rosalie into my arms, rocking her gently.

"I can't…I can't," Rose sobbed. She threw back her head, and an eerie keening sound came from her throat. It was so raw that I felt the sting in my eyes, and I buried my head in her shoulder sobbing.

"I'm going to find Emmett," Jasper whispered before he ran outside.

We sat there crying until Carlisle and Esme walked calmly through the door. Carlisle tried to take Rosalie from my grip, but I held on to her.

"Alice please-" Carlisle pleaded.

"No!" I snarled at him. "Don't touch her. I will not lose another sister."

A low growl reverberated in my chest warning Carlisle I was not playing around. Esme took Carlisle's hand and whispered something in his ear. He gave me a pained look before walking upstairs with Esme behind him.

"Alice?"

I tore my eyes from the stairs worried that Carlisle would return and try to take her again. My grip loosened as I stared into her honeyed eyes.

"I love you Alice. I don't think I got to tell Izzy that. I don't want to-" A sob caught in her throat again, and I shushed her.

"I know, I know. I love you to Rose."

"When will it stop?"

I knew it was a rhetorical question but suddenly my vision clouded. I frowned confused by this sensation. I knew it, but I hadn't experienced it in a long while.

Emmett roared as he tore the bear apart. He ripped it limb from limb grabbing at any hold he could and pulling it from the poor thing's body. Jasper stood in the distance watching his brother as he worked through his fury.

When there was nothing left Emmett crumbled his body covered in blood and gristle. Jasper approached carefully watching for any signs that Emmett might attack him. But Emmett sat hunched and lifeless.

"Did we do the right thing?" His voice was dead.

Jasper squatted next to him and sighed. "We may never know brother."

Rosalie watched me as I came back. "What did you see?"

Her question sparked another vision.

Carlisle and Esme sat at the dining table. Esme laid her head down on the mahogany and sighed.

"It feels like both my children are gone," she whispered.

"Edward just needs time to grieve. Izzy was his mate. Let him have this time," Carlisle assured her stroking her face gently. Suddenly Rose ran in.

"Edward is at the Denali's."

Esme shot up and looked at Rosalie. "Why? What is wrong with his family?"

Rosalie looked uncomfortable and squirmed under Esme's fierce stare. Carlisle took his wife's hand and shushed her. Esme looked apologetically at Rosalie who smiled tentatively.

"Um I don't know. But Tanya just rang me to let me know. He'll be here for Izzy's funeral."

Esme looked angry. Then standing up she strode forcefully out of the room.

"I don't know why we're even bothering with a funeral. It's empty," she yelled over her shoulder.

My gaze shifted from Rosalie's form to the window.

"Alice? Alice, please your scaring me."

The detective looked at me as I opened the door.

"Is your father home?" he asked quietly. I nodded and moved aside to let Carlisle talk to the detective.

"Ah we've been waiting for you. Please come in," Carlisle murmured as he stepped back and let the two men in. Esme stood from her seat on the lounge and asked if they would like any refreshments. They refused politely.

"We found some," The older one stated as he removed his hat. Carlisle's head snapped around, and he stared at the officer.

"Izzy?"

"No, I'm sorry."

The light died in Carlisle's eyes as he motioned for them to take a seat.

Suddenly I became aware of screaming and Rosalie shaking me. Carlisle and Esme were at my side. I quickly grabbed onto Rose's hand intent on not letting anything come between us.

"What happened Alice?" Carlisle asked in a calm voice.

"Izzy's gone. They can't find her. It's empty."

I didn't need Jasper to tell me they were all confused. Hell I was confused. The visions made no sense except the first one with Emmett and Jasper. I shook my head and huffed.

"I don't know. I couldn't really understand them."

"It's okay Alice. You've only just got your visions back. I'm sure you will see things more clearly with more practice."

I nodded. "Oh Emmett is going to be covered in bear blood when he gets back…you know, just a heads up."

Nobody even raised an eyebrow.

Suddenly the Bugatti hummed into the driveway, and we all knew Edward was home. He ran inside and stared at us all strewn out over the lounge room floor. I glanced around and realized that Emmett had upturned most of the furniture and glass was scattered everywhere from a broken window.

"I need to leave," he growled. We all knew that Edward would disappear for a while. It would be hard for him. At least I knew he wasn't going to do anything stupid, and maybe it was the right thing for him to head up to Alaska for awhile. Esme stood up carefully and started forward.

"Edward…please…please, don't do anything rash. I cannot bear to lose another child," she sobbed before collapsing onto the floor her body wracked with her internal pain. Edward blanched as he watched Carlisle reach for her, but he beat him. He held Esme's face gingerly between his hands.

"Mother, I would never deprive you of a son after you have lost a daughter."

Esme gasped and sucked in a breath before Edward enveloped her in a gentle hug. As Carlisle picked Esme up, Edward glanced at all of us.

"I'll hunt before I leave. I will be back soon. I promise," he whispered his eyes boring into Esme's. She heaved against Carlisle's chest. I stared at Edward. I knew that in a few days he would head to Alaska, but where was he going now?

"Edward," I whispered. "Where are you going?"

"Izzy…Izzy needed me to do something for her. I promise I will be home soon."

We all nodded wanting to allow Edward his space to grieve and be alone. It would hurt for him to be away from us, but as long as he came back it would be okay. Edward hugged Esme briefly before nodding to all of us and disappearing out of the front door.

"Goodbye, little brother," Rosalie whispered as she watched the door swing on its hinges.

Carlisle was called back to the hospital as was Edward. We decided to leave him to hunt while Carlisle and I drove silently towards the place where we lost one of our own. As we entered through the emergency doors we were surprised to find the rooms were crawling police and security guards.

"Carlisle? What is going on?" I asked watching as a doctor ran through the doors knocking a nurse over in his haste.

"I have no idea."

"Carlisle!"

We turned to see the bald doctor who had operated on Izzy frantically running over to us. Sweat beads dripped from his head, and I wondered how he could do his job hygienically.

"Hello, Doctor Rockford. What is going on?"

"Terrible, terrible thing, Cullen. Your daughter in law…"

My throat contracted. Izzy. Something was up with Izzy?

"What is it Rockford?" Carlisle hissed his voice no longer the calm nicety that he always housed. Now he looked terrifying, and I watched as Rockford backed up his eyes wide with fear. I had never seen Carlisle use his base nature to intimidate humans before. It was something he had adhered to, and I had always thought Carlisle was incapable of being scary. Now I knew differently.

I put my hand on Carlisle's arm to steady him and to remind him where we were. Rockford's heart was pounding in his chest, and I had to swallow the venom that pooled in my mouth.

"Stolen. Her body along with five others…stolen."

"Stolen? Why?"

"We have no idea. There have been reports of other hospitals…Body snatchers I suppose. Black market. They like to experiment…"

"Izzy's gone. They can't find her. It's empty."

I snarled as I began to understand. Someone had my sister's body. Someone was going to die.