Author's note: I'm working on Guitar Strings & Fancy Things, I swear! My beta and I keep missing each other, and even though I post one-shots that aren't beta'd, I can't do that to a multi-chaptered story. It would be like publishing a book without submitting it to an editor. This came to me while listening to the song "Slide" by the Goo Goo Dolls. It's based off a true event that has happened recently in my life. I hope you enjoy it, especially since it's an Alice/Jasper one-shot.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, that belongs to Stephenie Meyer. I just enjoy taking her characters for a different ride.

I laughed, throwing my hands above my head as the salty sea air caressed my skin. The sound was swallowed by the whipping wind, and the strong tide crashing on shore. Nothing could stop the feelings engulfing me. I felt free, like a caged bird finally being allowed to fly.

The sun was alive in the sky, spilling its rays across my skin. I could feel my body vibrate with excitement, and my gaze drooped, settling on the endless ocean before me.

"Let's go in," I decided. I looked over at him for only a second, taking in his amused expression. He'd go anywhere with me, do anything for me, and be anything I wanted him to be. His shaggy blond locks swirled around his face, the gel in his hair evaporating as humidity attacked it from every side. I could see his hazel eyes dance as he watched me.

But I was too excited to be stopped.

Opening my mouth, a loud squeal erupted from my throat, and I ran for the water. My foot steps were muted by the warm sand beneath my feet, but the water was cold on my body.

I felt the waves push against my lithe frame, but I felt ten feet tall. Nothing would stop me from enjoying my escape.

He wasn't far behind me, and his arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me into his chest and kissing down the column of my neck. We were lost in the moment, swallowed by the sea.

"Oh! Look, Jazz! A dolphin!" I screeched, tugging on his hand and trying to pull us closer. The tide was strong, but he gave no resistance. The water mammal bobbed in and out of the water, paying us no mind as it continued on in its travels.

I watched in awe, leaning against Jasper as the water continued to lap at our skin. I could feel my body wearing down, and my muscles began to ache. I had hoped that nothing would slow me down today.

"You okay, darlin'?" He leaned down to whisper, his lips soft against my ear. I sighed, knowing he could feel my sudden exhaustion. With a resigned shake of the head, he dropped one of his arms from my waist and tangled his hand within mine.

Jasper pulled me towards shore, glancing back at me to make sure I was handling myself alright. Normally I would have been irritated—especially because my family did that to me too much—but Jazz always doted upon me. It was a sweet trait of his that never failed to make me melt.

When we reached his truck, my body was shivering from the cold air. The sun dipped low in the sky, creating a brilliant pallet of purples and oranges. It stretched across the sky like a beautiful masterpiece.

I watched as he opened the passenger door to his truck, reaching behind the bench seat to find our change of clothes. My eyes drifted down his back, taking in the muscles that clenched as he struggled to find the bag.

"Here, baby." He spoke, interrupting my oogling, and handed me my dry clothes. I bite my lip, glancing around me to spot any strange bodies. I was quick to unbutton my shorts, struggling to push them down my legs. They pooled at my feet, and I stepped out of them. My panties were drenched, and I wasn't in the mood to deal with the chafe they'd leave later.

With quick precision, I hooked my thumbs through them and pulled them off. My ass was facing the ocean, and I could hear Jasper chuckle as he watched. I shook my head, stepping into my jeans and jumping up and down to pull them up to my hips.

My shirt was easier to change. I pulled it off, and quickly pulled my dry one on. Unclasping my bra, I slid it off through the sleeves and let it drop to the ground.

When I finished, I looked over at Jasper and huffed. He was in his dry clothes, smiling broad and cocky. I pouted, having missed the show. He just leaned over and kissed my lips.

We collected our things, dumping them in the bag and throwing them back over the seat as I climbed into the passenger side. Jazz walked around the front of the truck, and climbed in beside me.

I watched him for a quiet moment, ignoring the incessant exhaustion that prodded at me. My eyes were heavy, and my heart thudded loud in my chest. But he was fascinating to watch, even if he was only sliding his keys into the ignition and firing up his truck.

"Will you marry me, Jazz?" I asked suddenly, smiling as he froze for a half-second and turned his hypnotizing gaze on me. I watched him watch me, before a lazy smile spread over his face.

"Shouldn't I ask you that question, darlin'?" He replied, reaching his hand out and pulling me over to him. I giggled, placing a smacking kiss to his jaw.

"That's how tradition works, Jazzy. But we're not very traditional. I'm supposed to die when I'm ninety, after I've had a few kids and they've had a few of their own. But they're saying I only have a few years."

His eyes dulled them, the hazel swirling into something darker. I knew the topic made him sad, but it was something we were going to have to deal with together. We wouldn't have children, or a normal life. It would always involve doctor's appointments, and watching my health decrease.

I'd always have problems with exertion, and he'd always have to worry if I fainted while he was at work. We would never be a traditional couple.

It was something I had comes to terms with. My life was ending much sooner then I had expected. And in turn, he would never have the life he'd been told he would.

"Ali, baby, there's always the chance-"

"That I'll get a heart? Jasper, we can't bank on that. And even if I was that lucky, my body could reject it." I stated, trying in vain to keep the irritation flowing through me from tainting my words.

He frowned, leaning down to kiss the top of my head. The silence stretched between us, the words spoken hanging in the air like a noose.

I was dying. My heart was failing inside my chest, and I couldn't save it. Nobody could. They all tried to remain hopeful; hopeful in the fact that I might get lucky enough and live.

I had given up hope. I had made the decision to live for the remaining years I had left.

"Should we call the others, or just elope in Vegas?" He whispered, coaxing my chin up so my eyes met his.

My heart beat faster in my chest, expanding with the love I had for my southern boy. I may not have been blessed with a long and healthy life, but Jasper was all I really needed for it to be a happy one.

He was my other half, and anywhere I was, he'd always want to be.

"How about they meet us there?" I offered, glancing at my bag and reaching for it. I dug through the contents, locating my phone.

"Perfect." Jasper answered, leaning down to kiss me with enough force to knock me over, both of us collapsing in laughter.

And I'll do anythin'
You ever dreamed to be complete
Little pieces of the nothin' that fall

Yeah, slide between the sheet
Of all the beds you never knew
Why don't you slide into my room
Just slide into my room
Oh, we'll run away, run away, run away;

"Slide" by Goo Goo Dolls

A/N: My best friend was diagnosed with a heart disease a few years ago. We had both been aware of what that meant. About a month ago, she got news that her heart was failing. She's my inspiration for a lot. Alice reminds me of her: bubbly, smart, and so full of life. This started writing itself. It's a sad, yet happy, story. Because it won't end with happily ever after, but Alice see's in that way.

I will try and update GS&FT's as soon as possible, I promise! I'm as anxious as anyone to keep it going. I hope you enjoyed this, though!

Much love,