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APOV (Alice)

I am NOT happy, Edward Cullen!

"Neither am I, Alice," Edward stated simply as he walked out the back door.

I heard him start to run off towards Montreal. We were living in a small town in Vermont called Richfort, but our house was so close to the border, it wouldn't take more than about fifteen minutes for Edward to reach Canada and begin the hunt he was determined to distract himself with.

I swear my brother could be so stupid and masochistic. He didn't want to leave Bella, and he never should have. I know it's killing him. Idiot!

I sat there on our white couch, it was so similar to the one we had in Forks, you'd think it was the same one. But we just bought new stuff when we got here. We didn't have time to really pack much, since Edward had rushed us to move so forcefully and we just couldn't change our preferences in décor.

I had been sitting here for the past four hours with my legs crossed and arms folding glaring anytime Edward walked by. I had no intention to let him think he did the right thing by Bella, unlike the rest of them. It's not that they agreed with him but they were willing to just ignore the fact for Edward's sake. Not me, I was fully intent on letting him know he was a complete dumbass for leaving her.

Jasper could feel my conviction and came to sit by me. He knew I was not going to listen to whatever he had to say, but still, he felt better to sit by me than to busy himself with the rest of the family. Now that Edward had left, the rest of them had let their thoughts and emotions drift to Bella.

Poor Jasper, all the grief and guilt was killing him. Even Rosalie was feeling bad for Bella, although she was also feeling an obscene amount of relief for both Bella and our family. I swear, I may have to rip her arm off and beat her with it if she tells Edward he did the right one more time…

Jasper tensed around me then, he knew I was having a vision and that I wouldn't respond so he just tightened his grip on my shoulder to let me know he was there.

I was seeing Bella, she was reading the note I left for her. She said my name and dropped the note suddenly… and then it was all gone.

Bella had become so blurry after her birthday and I had no idea why. Now it seemed I wasn't getting a clear read on her as well, just glimpses. I rarely saw anything except her face anymore.

I had had two visions of her before Edward had us leave and I am not thinking about them because of anticipation of his reactions. I saw he wouldn't take it well. He would hate the fact that I left a note for Bella; in fact, he would probably try to get the note back before she could find it. I can't let him do that. Bella needs what I left her… I don't why, but she does. Damn visions.

BPOV

Charlie had to leave for work by nine. I figured I would give myself a head start since I really didn't know where I was going. I made us breakfast and packed some food for myself for the road. I still couldn't keep anything down, but I also didn't know when I would be able to eat either.

I was ready to go by 8:30. Charlie tried to stall me.

"Why don't you leave this afternoon, I heard you working last night. You probably didn't enough sleep. And I don't want you falling asleep at the wheel."

If he thought that was my biggest problem…

"I'll be fine Dad. Don't worry, I have a list of hotels along the way and the first is only about seven hours from here. I'll call you in a couple days and let you know how the truck is holding up." Lying was starting to come out a lot easier.

I was wearing lose clothes, since nothing fit, and my bulky jacket. When I went to hug Charlie goodbye, I held my stomach back. He would definitely notice the concrete rock growing inside me.

"Bye Bells, Drive safely, I'll miss you!" Charlie called after me as I waved from the front cab.

I started headed Northeast, not really paying attention. I still had no idea where to go, so it didn't really matter. I was just trying to head out of Forks. I passed the Calawah River; I can't remember the last time I drove by that without it raining. I barely noticed the houses I passed.

I didn't even notice where I was at first, but I knew the truck had stopped. I didn't remember turning into the ferns. I didn't remember turning down the winding road. I do remember that went I came to a stop; I got nudged from my sidekick. Apparently, I needed to use a bathroom.

The house looked exactly the same. No overgrown trees or brushes and no paint flakes falling off the front door like I imagined. It looked just as pristine as the last time I was here.

There really was no stopping me when it came to going inside. Mostly because it wasn't my decision, I needed their bathroom, and I knew where Esme used to hide an extra key.

It wasn't under the welcome mat, or the eave, or even under a potted plant. Way too human for them. No, Esme hid the key in a bush, her now-dormant poinsettia plant. Tied to the base, inside of all the branches, was the house key. I unlocked the door and ran to the bathroom right behind the kitchen.

I took my time washing my hands; this was not a place I really wanted to be. I wasn't even sure why I was here. I walked out slowly. The house looked too much the same. Only a few pieces were gone that I noticed while walking around the first floor. Some empty spots were on the wall, where artwork and pictures used to hang. I noticed the dining room table, they never used, was gone as well. But other than a few other antique pieces that I knew Esme loved, everything was the same, except for the plastic sheets covering ever piece of cloth furniture.

So they really didn't need this stuff. They had no problem leaving it behind… just like me. Before I knew it I was headed to second floor. I stopped myself before I reached the next flight of stairs. I couldn't go to his room, not now. Instead I wandered into Alice and Jasper's room.

I never actually spent any time in here. I think I felt awkward since it was their shared room. I probably wouldn't have cared if it was just Alice's. Besides, we rarely left the living room, or his room, when I was around.

I was surprised how different the room was compared to how I had envisioned it. I imagined something similar to his. Basic colors; maybe browns, blacks, and whites. I obviously, pictured a bed; just because they didn't sleep, didn't mean they didn't have a use for it. I figured there would be fashion magazines and civil war memorabilia scattered everywhere. Possibly a computer desk, since Alice always had something to plan.

But it was bright, full of happy colors; reds, and blues, and greens. There was a bed, and it had the most beautiful soft green bedspread on it. There were a dozen oversized pillows that took up half the bed at least. There was a bed side table on each side. It was obvious which side was which. Alice's had a picture of the family, including me, and a copy of the Teen Vogue's prom issue. There was also a notebook full of sketches. Jasper's side was spotless except for the picture of Alice in a frame I'm sure she picked out. Gold with tiny hearts all over it wasn't exactly his style. Still, I'm sure he loved it.

The room was practically bare besides the bed and tables. That's when I saw it, Double doors, cracked barely an inch apart.

Alice's holy grail, ha ha. Her closet. It stretched out in front of me and was probably the size of two of her bedrooms. Actually, it probably was another bedroom, she must have made Esme demolish the wall. Even though it was obvious that she had taken clothes with her when they left, she still left the closet more than half full. I walked by touching all the fabric, reveling in the scent of my lost sister.

In the last section of her closet near a window was something I didn't expect. Closets don't have windows; she must have turned into a closet from a bedroom. There was a huge trunk, not that unusual, with an envelope on top addressed to me, that's unusual.

It's her handwriting. But why would she leave me a note here. I didn't know I was coming her till I drove up. I don't know if I want to read this…

If it had been from him, I probably would have turned around and left. Maybe. I 'm sure I wouldn't want to hear that he didn't want me, but who am I kidding, I am a curious person. How else would you explain me following him around when he kept telling me he was dangerous.

I never had a reason to not trust Alice, and I'm sure she only left without a goodbye because of him. So what do I have to lose? I opened the letter and began to read.

Bella,

I'm so sorry that my brother can be such an idiot. Scratch that, he's a complete dumbass for leaving you. Believe me when I tell you, he will regret it. In fact, he already does, he just won't admit it yet.

I'm not sure if you'll find this note. I'm about 86% positive you will. I know, uncertainty is a rarity for me. But I'm having difficulty seeing you now. I have no idea why and I'm not allowed to talk, or think, about you right now so I can't discuss the possible reasons.

But I am seeing glimpses. Very confusing for me, mind you. First I see that we will meet again. But I have no idea when or where.

Second, I see that you need my help. Or rather, you need things I can provide. I don't know why you need this stuff, but you know I'd do anything for you. So here is you're big box of goodies!

I know you'll need money too so I left some petty cash at the bottom. But in case you get into real trouble, there's a credit card too. I know you will never use it. I don't need my visions to tell me that. But if you ever get into trouble or need me, use it! I'll find you, I promise. And don't worry; he doesn't know any of this. None of then do.

I don't know why you'll need this stuff but I know you'll be okay somehow. I'm sorry I didn't say goodbye. Remember you ARE my sister.

Alice

By the way, blood's in the fridge. Why you need that, I'll never know!

"Oh, Alice." I felt my nudger push against me again and dropped the note. I almost forgot about him. How could I? "It's okay, we're okay. Auntie Alice is gonna help, I guess." I laughed as I lifted the lid of the trunk. Why would I need blood?

The trunk was completely stuffed. On top were countless pairs of lounge pants and jogging suits. I'm surprised she actually approved of this. She would never let me wear this stuff before. I pulled out each piece and examined it. At least I could make due with this stuff; I was running out of pants that fit me. Under the pants, was a copy of Romero and Juliet. Why would I need this, I have a copy. I opened it up and saw my name in the left corner right next to the binding. It was my copy. I must have left it here one day. Under that was a CD. It looked like his, like the one he gave me and then took back. I pushed it to the side, I couldn't think of that right now.

I saw the credit card and pulled it out next. She's right, I'll never use this. But it was nice to have the option to see Alice again. There was a folder standing on the inside of the trunk. When I opened it, I was shocked. So this is how they live in the world. There were several blank legal documents, along with several copies of each. Passports, licenses, birth certificate, death certificates; they were all there, just waiting for a picture and some personal information. Does she really not know why I would need this stuff? Cause I'm drawing a blank here…

I saw a couple of keys on the bottom as well. One was antique looking, like one you would find to open a castle. It had curves and circles throughout the top. I had no idea what it was for, but then again, I wasn't sure what a lot of this was for. The other key was easy identifiable. It was a car key with the logo of BMW on it. Okay, I don't think I'm using this key.

I saved the cash for last; I knew it wasn't going to be a small amount. And from the looks of it, I wasn't wrong. I picked up the bundle only to realize, it was twice the size I thought it was. And the majority of it was large bills. I was hoping for ones and fives, not hundreds. I counted it twice, I had to be wrong. Oh my god! Seriously? Three hundred and fifty thousand dollars. Three hundred and fifty thousand dollars? This is not petty cash! Then again, I guess anything less than five hundred thousand was nothing to the Cullens. I put everything back in the box and flipped the latch to close it. Oh my god…

A/N: Thank you all again for reviewing and adding me to your favorites. It's way too flattering. I'm sorry this chapter didn't make an appearance yesterday. It was done but I'm a little stuck for the next one. I know what I want to happen; I'm just not sure how to make it be.

With that said, I want to clear up a few things that I'm not sure I have conveyed yet in the POVs. Normally I'd keep you guessing, but I don't want anyone to hate a character without all the facts.

First, Alice doesn't know Bella is pregnant, she doesn't even know her and Edward had sex. Impulse decision and all, plus she can't see the baby.

Second, Edward doesn't know Bella is pregnant. Hopefully you got that. I really don't believe he would have left if he knew.

Also, I'm sorry but it will be at least Monday or Tuesday before Chapter 5 comes out. I'll be out of town, but I will be taking notes to get it out ASAP. Okay, I think that's it for now. Any questions, ask and I'll try and answer. Please Review, I wanna know what you all like :)

~kmwhyte