Hiya everybody! :)

Oh my goodness, I got home like 15 minutes ago and checked my e-mail and saw two reviews! I was estatic! Yeah, two reviews don't seem like much but I haven't gotten any in a while so it made me smile(:

This chapter is really short but I really wanted to end it at a cliffy and I couldn't think of anything else that was very interesting. The italics throughout Alice's POV are clips of conversation from memories and you'll recognized the perface. Yes, the dreaded perface D: I'd like to hear some of your thoughts on the perface. What you thought about it and what you thought about the girl talking at the end about a wedding (hint, hint). Yeah, it's Alice's gravestone, for those of you who didn't catch on xD and the blonde man was obviously... Jasper and the blonde girl was obviously... Jamie. Okay, now that that's cleared.

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I'm thinking about uploading two chapters in one day just because this is so short and the next chapter got some pretty anxious readers on my other site. I made alot of people upset... hehe. So yeah, I think I will post two chapters today. Great!

Reminder: For those of you who have started reading either, Cullen Resort or The Witch Diaries, please please please tell me which one you would like for me to continue next after this one's done. I'd really appreciate it!

Now that I have let out some of my extra energy, please give a warm round of applause to Chapter 11! Yay! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own The Twilight Saga, sadly. :'( If I did, Edward and Bella wouldn't have been mentioned at all and every page would mention Jasper's hot southern drawl ;)

Alice's POV

Red flashed through my mind. Pain coursed through my body.

My vision went black and poison invaded my system. It felt like my life was being sucked out of my body. It hurt, the physical and emotional pain cut through me and I felt myself jerk around, helplessly.

Cold, rough arms wrapped around my shoulders as the pain and drowsiness took me.

"You kept me waiting a long time…"

"My apologies ma'am."

"Alice, I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't of showed up in that diner when you did. You unburied the real me, helped me turn into somethin' other than that disgustin' monster. No matter how cheesy this may sound, you complete me; you are and forever will be my soulmate and true love. I don't know what you see in someone like me but whatever makes you think I'm good enough for you, I hope it lasts long enough for you to agree in making this a everlastin' commitment. Alice, I will love you, forever and always. Will you marry me?"

"Oh Jasper, yes, a million times, yes!"

"In almost a century, I felt hope."

"I love you, never forget that."

"I love you too, always and forever."

I felt my limp body fall and the last drop of consciousness escape. The last sliver of life disappeared in the icy abyss of nothing.

~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~

Mary Alice Whitlock Cullen

A loving daughter, sister, aunt, friend, wife and pixie.

"Our sweet, independent and kind daughter. We miss you greatly."

~Carlisle & Esme~

"A fashion lover and laughable midget. Always in our hearts squirt."

~Rosalie & Emmett~

"An understanding sister and trustworthy best friend. We miss your smile and stubborn sense for fashion."

~Edward &Bella~

"A playful and energetic aunt and an unstoppable force of nature. Never far from our minds."

~Renesmee & Jacob~

"My heart, my mind, my soul. My Alice. I love you, forever and always."

~Jasper~

Rest thy dancing feet and calm thy gentle mind.

In our future, visions of you, always will you find.

~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~

There was a man knelt in front of the large grey gravestone. His long pale fingers were tracing the gold inscriptions over and over again. Flowers were arranged in a pretty display around the base of the stone.

The man's face was pinched and his jaw was set. The blonde locks on his head covered his eyes. In his hand, he held a bundle of tulips.

Red tulips: undying love.

He gently laid them on the slab of rock holding the gravestone in place.

A girl with straight blonde hair and gold eyes kneeled behind him wrapping her arms around his shoulders. The man shook and bowed his head letting out choked sobs as his fingers brushed over the gold lettering, "My Alice."

"Jasper," the girl whispered in his ear.

The man didn't react at all.

"Jasper," she whispered again, moving to his side.

The dim light of the clouded sky reflected the sparkle of a ring on the ring finger of her left hand.

"Jasper, Esme is asking for you. Your brother is doing a horrible job on the planning. Since you grew up in the 1800's, can you help plan our wedding? You would do a much better job."

The man stood up and the girl hugged him tightly, kissing him on the cheek.

Jasper's POV

For a sixteenth of a second my mind and body froze in complete horror.

But the tsunami of emotion that swept over my form and filled my cold dead heart was like a boost and I leaped forward.

One word repeated like a broken record, over and over in my head.

Kill, kill, kill, kill, a voice chanted.

"No Jasper!" A deep southern voice yelled.

I felt the lightest feeling of fingers brushing the back of my head before everything shut down and I dropped to the ground.

Jamie's POV

What just happened?

For a moment, Jasper was charging towards Maria when Raphael reached out and Jasper fell to the forest floor.

I snapped my gaze away from Raphael's back which was crouched over Jasper's limp body. I looked up at Maria who looked to be about finished with draining Alice's body.

Something pushed me forward, something made me jump.

My granite skin made contact with Maria's with a loud boom and she flew backward into a tree. I grabbed the base of a nearby tree and ripped it out of the ground with my still fresh strength. With the trunk, I swung my arms and hit Maria, who was starting to get up, and threw her into another couple tree.

That'll keep her down until Jasper has the chance to do whatever he wants to her.

I turned back to Raphael and Jasper.

Then I saw his face for the first time.

He looked similar to his brother but still so different. The same golden hair, but Raphael's was longer than Jasper's. The same eye shape but he was taller by an inch or two.

A pang went through my chest as I studied his face.

I recognized that feeling, that invisible pull.

Raphael was still kneeling next to Jasper. He had worry etched on his face.

"Jasper? Jazz, can you hear me? I'm so sorry," he murmured.

I walked closer and slowly kneeled down next to Raphael.

"Jasper, please wake up," I whispered and touched his cheek. "Alice needs you."

His eyes snapped open and he sat up in a flash.

"Where is she?" he hissed.

"Maria is… uh, stuck. And Alice…" I trailed off.

He sprang up and turned, catching sight of Alice and dashing to her side.

"Ali? Alice, love, please wake up," he whispered, pain seeping into his voice as his fingers pressed under her jaw, checking for a pulse.

His shoulders slumped and his arm fell to his side. I didn't need anything to prove what I knew at that moment.

She was gone.

A single howl of agony and loss ripped through the air and bounced off the trees.

Ahhhhhhhhh Dx No, Alice! Poor Jasper :'( If you review then Jasper will come to your house at midnight and give you a big hug! (That would be creepy but it's Jasper freakin' Whitlock! That makes it flippin' awesome xD)