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As we know, Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer!

Here's the second chapter! I've been reading fanfiction for years and years and finally decided to write some myself! I hope you all enjoy!

Chapter 2

Alice POV:

This is it. We were finally moving! I had been begging for years and years to go back to the quiet town of Forks. Yes, I love the big cities, but Forks has always been our permanent home. We had been to several places throughout the last 50 years: New York, Alaska, and most recently Maine were places we stayed at the longest. I was itching with anticipation but also was well aware that something missing- Bella. I missed her dearly. For the longest time, I had held Edward's decision against him, blaming him for our family's emotional state. We all missed her. We all wished for a life with her, especially Esme. She had always longed for a child and I think Bella was the closest thing she ever had. Of course she had us, but I mean a real, human, child. After a few years, I tried my best to forgive Edward for his decision to leave her. I understood that he wouldn't choose this life for anyone, and I think he felt that we would be damning her to a life of a monster.

For a while, he went off on his own. The only way we were able to keep tabs on him was through my visions. Other than that no one really knew what he was doing and for a time Carlisle and Esme were worried he wasn't coming back. Edward never liked to talk about Bella; it was obvious that he was still in love with her. When he finally did come back to us, he was distant. Unattached. Only going through the motions of interacting with us. There were times when I could hear Esme sobbing tearlessly as Carlisle tried to console her. We all heard it. It made our hearts ache to hear her so upset. At times, the emotional instability and heartache were too much for my Jasper to bear, and so we would take a weekend trips away, being sure to never take too long so as not to worry Esme.

In the beginning, we would take turns trying to talk Edward into going back to her. We could all see how miserable he was and it killed us. Even Rosalie took a stab at it. While she agreed with Edward that Bella's life should be lived as a human, she could see how much he loved her. I think the constant harassment of our pleading conversations was part of what drove Edward to live on his own for a while. He was tired of being reminded.

My heart ached even more when I thought of where Bella must be at in her life. She must have a family. Children. Grandchildren. A husband. I wished that I could check on her. I tried to peek at her future when we first moved away, but Edward only got angry and the more time we spent gone, the blurrier my visions of her were until they disappeared altogether. Carlisle said that perhaps it was just a product of time and distance.

Everyone was busy packing. We had rented a moving truck and were in the process of gathering all necessary papers and documents to make it look like we were just another family making a move across the country. Carlisle had secured his job at Forks General Hospital and we were planning to enroll in school once we were there. I went upstairs to where Esme was kneeling on the floor wrapping some glass items in newspaper and looking deep in thought.

"Knock knock!" I said in a sing songy voice. Her eyes came into to focus on me.

"Hello dear. How is your packing going?"

"Done mostly. Jasper and I just have a few more things to pack and we're good to go. Are you doing okay? Do you need any help with anything?"

"Oh you know me. I just worry over all the details." She gave me a small reassuring smile.

I sat down next to her on the floor, grabbing some sheets of newspaper and got to work wrapping a vase. She seeming to sink back into whatever worrying thought she was having. Finally I decided to ask.

"What is it Esme? Do you not want to go back?"

"Of course I do dear. Forks has always been my favorite place to live. The people are kind. Car loves that hospital. We all seem to thrive there. I just worry about, well, Edward, I suppose. We all miss Bella dearly. What if she's still there? Older of course, with a family of her own. What if she never left? How will Edward react? I mean it's been 50 years and he's still as much in love with her as day one. I just don't want him running off again. I can't lose him again. Could you…do you think you could just…try to peak?"

I sighed. Wishing more than anything I could, but I had already tried. "I'm sorry Esme. I really wish I could, but I haven't been able to see her in such a long time."

"You don't think that maybe…maybe she's no longer living do you?"

I gulped and looked down. That thought had crossed my mind a few times before, but I tried not to dwell on it. I had brought it up to Carlisle once, and he was quick to dismiss it as well. No one wanted to entertain that possibility.

"Honestly, Esme, I don't know. Part of me wants to say that death isn't the reason I can't see her, because my visions of her seemed to fade out gradually, rather than ceasing at once. Before they stopped, I never saw anything bad happen. I would catch glimpses, snippets of her at school or in Seattle with Charlie- but never an absolute end. I honestly hope she got out of Forks, maybe moved to Florida with her Mom. It would just be easier if she weren't there, especially for Edward. The other part of me just isn't sure. I don't know what happened to her. I've never lost sight of someone like this." Esme didn't respond right away. She seemed to be processing what I had just said. Her hands stilled on the piece of décor she was wrapping and she looked as if she wanted to cry.

"It'll be okay, ya know. We'll get through it as a family." I tried my best to console her. I never want her to be upset.

Her eyes shifted back to me. "Oh hon. I don't mean to worry you. I think I'm just a little nervous. With all the moves we've made over the years, you'd think I'd be fine. But this one just seems different. No one really knows what to expect, and we're used to never having to wonder about the future thanks to a little someone." She gave me a reassuring wink and we both went back to wrapping. She was right though; uncertainty was never really something we had to consider. I almost felt a little guilty that I couldn't be of more help.

By that evening, all of our belongings had been packed away into the moving truck. We were ready. We were anxiously awaiting the next morning when we would pile into the cars and head back to our home. For now, everyone settled into the living room. Each couple sat cooped up next to each other, unintentionally making Edward stick out like a sore thumb. I felt a wave of sadness wash over me thinking about how different our lives might have been if we stayed in Forks to begin with. Edward would have someone. He would be snuggled in with his mate just as everyone else was. Jasper must have felt my shifting emotions because I felt a wave of serenity wash over me like a breath of fresh air. I felt his arms come around me tighter and I leaned into him, embracing the emotional relief he provided me. Here, we sat talking for a while, enjoying our last few hours in this house before we decided it was time to start driving.