A Cold Day in Hell
"For those of us who believe in physics, this separation between past, present, and future is only an illusion, however tenacious."
-Albert Einstein
Prologue
Alice POV
I stopped short when I was far enough away from my siblings and Jasper for them not to be able to hear or feel me. The vision that I held back until now played in my mind and it made me sick.
I saw the accident moments before, and it was hard to know you could see something bad happening and not be able to stop it.
The events had already been put in motion. There was no running to Phoenix to save my little sister, she was already in the hospital.
I saw her the second she decided to run, though I didn't understand why at the time. When Chief Swan took the call his friend and deputy Mark had originally answered. The soft voice, almost drowned out by the beeping and machines in the room around her, that asked to speak to Charlie Swan. She didn't say her name until Charlie was on the phone, afraid the man she couldn't remember ever meeting would hang up. She just kept asking for him until he answered.
It took him a moment to respond, so long she thought they had been disconnected. "Isabella?" It was a voice he didn't think he would ever hear again that responded. He closed the door to his office, tears still fresh in his eyes.
". . . Dad?"
He sat down with a sigh of relief that felt like it had been years in the making. "Sweetheart, I've been waiting to hear your voice for so long."
"P–p-please help me."
"Can we stop it?" Edward's voice cuts through my vision. I hadn't heard him follow me.
"No. It's too late. The events are already in motion."