AN: So, here's the next chappie. Reivew cause you love me! Plus, there's a poll on my profile for what i should change my penname to, so votes would be awesome.

I sat in a branch of the tree I had made my home. It had already been a week, and I was bored out of my mind. I missed my family, and those I could be with were only a few miles away. The most frustrating part was that they were all right there, about a ten minute run away, and I couldn’t see them. I was going to lose my mind if I had to keep this up for another four years. Not to mention the fact that this was years before any of the things I would be interested in interfering in would occur. I was going to find out if vampires could lose their minds, from firsthand experience.

When I was seriously considering beating my head against the tree, for the purely physical therapeutic effect, I caught a familiar mind, and couldn’t help the smile that it brought to my face. Alice might be annoying, but she was my sister, and I really needed to talk to someone before I lost my mind. It was just an added bonus that it was someone I could talk to everything about. And being Alice, she would be eager to know anything about…well, anything, but especially Bella.

Edward! She called internally. Can you hear me now? I laughed loudly, and at this point Alice was close enough that she could hear me. Good. She said, completing the commercial line before laughing aloud herself. A few seconds later I saw the familiar black-spiky head of hair at the base of my tree.

“Come on up Alice,” I told her. She was too impatient to climb up the tree, so she simply jumped, straight up into the air, before climbing onto my branch. Her thoughts were zooming in and out of her head too fast for me to really understand. The flickers that I could catch all seemed to be questions, and I could tell that she was curious, eager to learn as much as she could about her future sibling.

The other emotion that was evident in her thoughts, even more so than all the questions, amused me, but it wasn’t entirely unexpected.

“Go ahead,” I told her, smiling. “Get it out of your system. But do me a favor. Do it in a way that doesn’t make Jasper come running to rip my throat out, okay?”

She nodded. Then she leaped to her feet before taking a deep breath and screaming shrilly at the top of her surprisingly large lungs, “OHMYFREAKINGGOD!!!! EDWARD GETS MARRIED AND I GET A SISTER AND YOU’RE HAPPY AND OHMYFREAKINGGOD!!!” All the birds in the surrounding trees flew off, squawking in surprise and fear.

“Better now?” I asked her, letting out a little chuckle at her antics.

She gracefully crossed her legs before sinking regally to a cross-legged perch on the tree branch. “Much,” she said, very dignified for someone who had just had an outburst akin to that of an excited five year old.

“So, what’s your first question?” I asked her. “Oh, and thank you for coming out to talk to me. If I didn’t have some kind of interaction with someone soon, I think I might have lost it.”

“Oh, you would have,” said Alice, smiling knowingly. I peaking into her head and laughed at what I saw. Apparently, I would have tried the head banging and the tree would have suffered. And I would have adopted a baby squirrel and raised him as my own, naming him Anthony and caring for him for the years I would have to endure without Bella. He would become like a son to me and…

“The tree thing I’ll buy,” I said, laughing at the ridiculousness of the story she had concocted. “But a squirrel? You can do better than that.”

“Can I ask my questions now?” she asked, bouncing up and down a little, shaking the tree branch.

“If you can pick one to ask, certainly. But there are more questions buzzing around your head right now than bees in a beehive. I can’t even begin to make sense of it.” I shot her a grin. “Not that that’s unusual for you.”

Alice was too busy being excited to be offended, or even stick her tongue out, as was her usual response to this sort of insult. “What’s her name?” asked Alice, settling on the first of her seemingly endless questions.

“Bella,” I told her. “Her name is Bella.”

“Bella. Beautiful in Italian.”

“Please don’t mention Bella and Italy in the same sentence,” told Alice. “It brings back bad memories.”

“Ah, the Volturi,” she said in understanding. “You know, as much respect as Jasper has for them, and as often as Carlisle talks about them, I’ve never met them.”

“Neither has anyone else in the family, with the exception of those two. But that changes,” I told her, leaning back and staring at the trees above me, a little bit of light shining through the pine needles above, sparkling on the snow and frost adorning said pine needles.

“I meet the Volturi?” she asked, surprised, unable to decide if this was a good or a bad thing. “When? Why?” she asked, a cross between puzzled and excited.

“To keep me from doing something really stupid,” told her, trying not to go back to the place I had been during that particular moment of my personal history. Not to mention the place where Bella had been during that particular moment of my personal history.

“And what would that be?” she asked. “Unless you feel like you can’t tell me,” she said. But I really, really want to know, she whined internally.

“Trying to kill myself,” I told her, attempting to be as nonchalant as possible.

“What?” shrieked Alice. “Edward Anthony Masen Cullen! Why on earth would you do something like that?”

“Well, what would you do if you thought Jasper was dead?” I asked her, trying to make her understand what was going through my mind at that moment.

“Well...” I don’t know. If it had been just me and Jasper, probably. Now, maybe. But what about everyone else? And…hey! You’re sharing information about stuff that is going to happen! Not that I don’t appreciate it, but aren’t you afraid that it might mess with something?

“How can telling the physic, who can see the future, something about that future, mess with said future?” I said, smiling?

I really didn’t understand half of that, you know. But basically you’re going to tell me things about the future because I see the future? Aren’t you afraid it might change things?

“Isn’t that your job? Knowing about the future and then, on occasion, changing said future? So how does telling you, a person who sees the future on a regular basis, things about the future, change the natural order of things at all?”

But…

“Just stop trying to poke holes in my justification please. If I don’t at the very least have someone to talk to, I will most defiantly do something stupid. And discover if vampires can really lose their minds. I just, I really need you to distract me. This is the longest I’ve been away from her in months, the longest I’ve had to go without seeing her, without touching her, without…just, please. Distract me.”

Edward, she thought, totally surprised. Were you going to end that sentence with “without sleeping with her?” I shrugged my shoulders and shot her a grin, which she interpreted as Alice would. I tried to back out of her mind as quickly as I could, as it was filled with an internal squeal very similar to the one she had let lose earlier. Once she had calmed down marginally, she asked me, “Will asking more questions help? Because, I have quite a few more questions.” I nodded, and she asked her next question. “Does Bella like to shop?” she asked completely serious, as if someone’s life depended on the answer.

“Not very much, no. But you browbeat and guilt-trip her into it often enough anyway.”

Mental note: Bella can easily be guilt tripped into shopping.

“Why are you taking mental notes when you don’t even know if you’re going to like her?” I asked. Alice, was, as usual, being an enigma.

“If you fall in love with her, I’m going to like her,” Alice assured me. Duh. How could any of us not like her after she changes you from the angsty person in the house to the carefree person I see sitting before me?

“You’d be surprised,” I muttered, rolling my eyes as I remembered life with Rosalie before Bella had had Renesmee.

“Rosalie?” she asked, knowing that in all likelihood she was the only family member who would have any reason to complain.

“Rosalie,” I confirmed.

She thought for a few seconds before asking her next question. “How did you two meet?”

“I almost killed her in Biology,” I told Alice trying to convey to her that this was all very serious and shouldn’t be taken so lightly.

“Chemistry would have made a better story. But then, I think you two already have enough of that Romeo and Juliette vibe going on,” she told me honestly. Before I could say anything, she moved on to her next question, eager to learn as much as she could about her future sibling.

“Does she get along with me?” I already know I’m going to love her, but how does she feel about me? Alice worried. She was hoping for the answer to be yes. Alice couldn’t remember her human life, and as a vampire who was constantly moving, not to mention the natural human aversion, it was nearly impossible for her to form any close bonds with humans. Rosalie and Alice didn’t have a close relationship, it was often strained. Esme was a mother figure, not a friend. Alice had no close female friends, and she wanted, no, needed, one desperately.

“Yes,” I told her smiling, watching as her entire face lit up. “You’re actually her best friend. And she’s yours.”

“How do I react to the visions about you two…you known” having sex?

“Not well. Not well at all. Last time you started screaming about bad images, and then later told Bella to keep her husband’s pervy decisions spontaneous.”

“You make pervy decisions? To the point where it honestly bothers me?” she whistled quietly, impressed. “My, you have come a long way.”

“All because of Bella,” I told Alice, and then held back a sigh. It hadn’t even been a week, and I was already missing Bella more than I thought was possible. If only I could see her, just for a few minutes…but no. I wasn’t going to change Bella’s future just because I missed her terribly.

I want to meet her, declared Alice mentally.

“You will,” I told her, “in a few years. Give it time. Be patient.”

No, said Alice, I want to meet her now. I’m going to meet her now, decided Alice. And as she did, I was the vision that unfolded in her head. Alice stood on a street, the setting Phoenix sun behind her as she stepped out of the Mercedes.

Well, I thought to myself, if vampires were already going to paying Bella a secret visit…

Alice’s vision shifted, she was now standing outside the passenger side door, and emerging from the driver’s side of the car where she had been in the earlier vision.

“Bella!” squealed Alice in excitement, “We’re going on a road trip!”