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Deja Vu

Summary:
or Not on My Watch AU from chapter 3 of New Moon. Bella is taken to Florida with Renee. However, she is even more heart-broken without Jacob Black to cling to. She is sent to an asylum by a distraught Renee. Alice wasn't looking. She'd promised to leave Bella alone. But sometimes the visions come before you ask. She couldn't help it. She sees Bella being sent off and goes to convince Edward she really isn't better off without him. "Because I'm not going to let you do this to her! I know what it's like in there, Edward. Maybe I don't remember it, but... look. What more harm can you do?"


Notes:
I disclaim. Alice's POV.


16. Chapter 16

Rating 5/5   Word Count 527   Review this Chapter

Carlisle looks around. “Bella, are you sure?”

She nods tautly.

“Edward, bring me the morphine,” he commands. “It’s in my bag.”

I know it’s probably strange that we keep very strong meds in our household as a regular thing, but believe me, there have been far more illegal items at times. Like unregistered weapons. And drugs. And lots of stolen cars. Not to mention the vampires.

Edward stands to get the bag, leaving me alone with my father, sister, and a sudden strong strange vision.

The hair blows, even though he’s inside. There are no screams from downstairs, but you feel their absence. It is during the change. And the bronze-haired boy is miserable. He scrabbles through the bag, finally finding a sharp instrument of some kind. The silver blade glints in his hand.

He smiles at it ruefully, and, before you comprehend, swings the blade down. It makes clattering contact with his wrist.

The blade shatters and flies off into the wall. He swears.

Another knife. It’s even sharper, even shinier, in a white packet to keep out all contaminants. This one he stares at for a second and then places delicately against his rock hard skin. After an instant, he slices down, hard and fast.

The edge crumbles into a million pieces. Another vile curse.

There is a long low moan from downstairs. It is her, the girl he loves, the one he needs and has taken himself from, probably forever.

The thought torments him mercilessly. He has one more instrument at his disposal, and he needs to find a way to rid himself of the pain. The boy bends back his wrist and bares his teeth.

The glistening white sharp points are jabbed into the rock that calls itself skin, and he screams, halfway between ecstasy, agony, and relief.

“Um, Carlisle?” I begin.

“Yes, Alice?”

“You might want to keep Edward away from the scalpels for the next couple of days,” I suggest mildly. He sighs gravely and sets Bella down on a soft pillow. She doesn’t relax, of course. “And his teeth. That too.”
“Really?”

“Really. Apparently, vampires can now go emo too!”

Bella moans. Carlisle looks at her. “Are you ready for this?”

She nods with vigor.

“Isn’t there anything I can get you?” A shake.

“A last meal?” he asks. She shakes her head, wincing as though mildly nauseated.

“She doesn’t eat,” I whisper. His hands fly to his mouth in a silent exclamation of pity and shock.

Edward returns, black bag in hand. He gives it to Carlisle, who sets up an intravenous drip to combat the agony. The medication is all prepared. She lies there, ready. I am watching, and the future seems unshakable. Edward stands helplessly. There is nothing he can do. Everything is ready for the way it always had to be, and I am so relieved. The path to eternity together is clear for them now. Only one thing remains, and that’s the bite. One little action… to seal their destiny.