AN: WOW!!! Thirteen reviews. As promised, here it is, told in Alice's POV. Have fun, my pretties, and thanks again.

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Alice POV

"Alice, please? I can see it on your face; I know you want to tell us what's going on."

Jasper was right, of course. I wanted to tell them, and they needed to know. We were all gathered in the room Jasper and I shared. I closed my eyes for a brief second, preparing myself.

"Okay," I began. "She's... oh, my dear God, she is KISSING him!!!" I was shocked. She was engaged! "And he's kissing her back!" Nobody was coherent enough to respond.

"Okay, she pulled away. She just asked how he knew where she was."

"And he said?" Esme leaned in, looking anxious.

I put on my best Edward voice. "My sister Alice. She has visions of the future. They can change, however. The future is not set in stone. She sees the future based on your decisions. When you decided to commit suicide, she saw exactly what you were doing."

"Oh my God, that girl will be the end of us." Rosalie spat under her breath.

"Ha! She just asked if I was the little pixie one! Ha!" I laughed. So like Bella to ask that. And I barely knew her.

"You're my little pixie one." Jasper winked.

"Okay, now she asked if I was the only one in the family with a special talent. He didn't go into detail, he just said that Jasper could influence emotions and he could hear thoughts, just... just not hers."

"Wow. Interesting...." Carlisle trailed off, now deep in thought. Maybe coming up with another theory.

"She just asked how that worked. Edward, don't expose us, come on find a way around it." I prayed. It would be so much easier if no one else knew.

"What is he going to say, Alice?!?" The whole group was worried. Jasper calmed them down enough so that they could listen to me.

"He said, 'No one knows for sure. Carlisle has his own theories. He thinks that we all bring something into our next life. I was very influenced by the thoughts of those around me. Jasper was very charismatic. Alice was put into an asylum for her visions of the future. I would guess they intensified in this life.' Next life? EDWARD!" I hissed under my breath.

Rosalie practically had smoke coming out of her ears. Jasper sent calming waves, distracting waves, happy waves, but nothing did any good. Emmett held her, but she looked like she was going to crack any second. Carlisle was trying to figure out what to do with this mess that had become our existence and occasionally muttered to himself. Esme was only really hoping that Edward was happy and not scaring her, the poor thing.

"She asked him why he cared, why he came to save her." This caught their attention and they were glad that she dropped the whole subject of 'next life'.

"He said that he feels a connection between them and that he couldn't bear to lose her. She's shocked more than anything else. Now she wants to know what connection he's talking about." My eyes widened in horror

"He... he... told her he loved her."

Rosalie narrowed her eyes. "This is so unfair. Why? Why? I cannot believe he got us into this mess. That, sneaky, lying-"

"Rosalie!" Esme said, her tone disgusted. "Don't ever let me hear you speak that way about your brother ever again!"

"I won't..." Rosalie said. "...let you hear it, that is." She mumbled quietly, and Esme shot her a deathly glare. If looks could kill....

"He's apologizing for making her uncomfortable. Now she's saying that since she is engaged, he could never have her in that way. She wants to know why he kept trying. He told her he was her bodyguard... I think he's lost it.

"Now she asking him how old he really is. Ugh. This is going to touch a nerve. He said he was born in 1805. She doesn't look that shocked. Phew!" I wiped sweat off my brow theatrically and laughed.

"But seriously, what is wrong with her. Wouldn't that bother you at all?" Jasper looked around the room, expecting a response from anyone at all.

"Carlisle is about two-hundred and fifty years older than I am. It never bothered me." Esme looked at her husband admiringly.

"And Jasper, you are more than half a century older than me."

"Oh." Jasper looked at his feet.

"Owned!" Emmett playfully punched his brother on the arm. Jasper smiled and started to fight back.

"Boys! Listen! She asked about his first life!" I cried over the mock-fight. It sobered them at once.

"He didn't say much; just that he barely remembered it. He's only saying stuff we already know, like how he wanted to join the military."

"He wouldn't have made it...." Jasper shook his head, and we all burst out laughing.

"Okay now she's asking about... about his adoptive family."

"This cannot turn out well." Rosalie shook her head and growled. Emmett patted her shoulder.

"Word for word, Alice," Carlisle said.

Once again I put on my best Edward voice. "Carlisle is my adoptive father. He found me dying in a hospital of the Spanish Influenza, and he saved me. He is an excellent doctor, and very compassionate." I looked up to see Carlisle smiling to himself, but when he saw me looking, instantly looked down. "He has been married to my adoptive mother, Esme. Esme loves passionately, and I have never in my entire existence met anyone as motherly as her." Esme touched her heart, obviously making a mental note to thank him later. "Rosalie is quite the character. She is quite... confident with her beauty. It is to the point of annoyance, actually. I can hear what she thinks, and it is always about her."

"Rose! Calm down! Jasper!" Emmett was trying his best to restrain her, but Rosalie's thoughts were focused only on the door. Jasper sent the strongest calming waves he could, and her anger faltered. She sat down on Emmett's lap, still fuming, but mostly subdued.

I continued. "She is married to Emmett. HA!!! She's more concerned about how disgusting and wrong it is than anything else!" Rosalie, to my surprise, laughed. As did Emmett, to no one's surprise.

"Now he's talking about Emmett. Okay, he's skipping Emmett."

"Damn!!! I wanted to hear what he had to say about Emmett." Jasper hung his head in fake disappointment.

"Jasper... struggles with our lifestyle. You may as well tell her we're vampires Edward!" I threw my hands in the air, exasperated.

"He is being bold, if I do say so myself." Carlisle said, and Esme nodded in agreement.

"Now he's talking about me... bubbly and optimistic, little sister in every sense of the word. Aww, Edward!" I said happily. Rosalie mumbled something to herself, and it sounded like "I came first, I'm hi little sister, too...." Ha, jealousy. Rosalie is never jealous of anyone.

The next vision hit me like a wrecking ball. Bella, confused and at loss for words, had asked the question we had all been dreading she'd ask.

"What are you?" The question slipped through my lips, and all eyes were on me.

"Is he going to tell her?" Emmett asked, concerned.

"What does he say to that?" Jasper demanded.

"Don't scare her, don't scare her." Esme prayed. She loved Bella as well.

Carlisle and Rosalie were too shocked to respond. I could almost hear their thoughts shifting.

And when I saw his answer, I almost screamed. "He told her." My voice came out in a flat monotone. "She knows."

Rosalie stood. Emmett sat her down, telling her he would go. She sniffed her disapproval, but let him.

"I'm going too. I need to talk to Edward." I stood and left with Emmett. I could hear whispers in the room we had just left. We stood outside Edward's room, waiting for a safe time to enter. When we heard Bella's body hit the floor, I nodded to Emmett, and together we pushed the door open.

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