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Deja Vu

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?"

I disclaim. Alice's POV.

22. Chapter 22

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He pulls away suddenly. “Bella… you are going to live,” Edward insists.

“No…” she groans.

His eyes are wild. “Did I go too far? How much blood did I take? I’m a monster… will she ever… oh, God. Will she… die…

You watch her awaken. Her eyes open. They are as rich and red as blood. Some drops of that do linger on her white throat, but it is clearly that which colors her eyes.

She stares at him. “Edward…” she moans.

“Bella, my love!” he exclaims.


“Yes, my angel?”

He has to prod her along- she is unwilling to talk. She purses her lips and shakes her head.

“Bella, sweetest, please talk to me,” he pleads.


“I love to hear you say my name, love, but can you tell me what you are thinking?”

“Edward, you are in so much trouble.”


He does a double take.

“Well, you were supposed to kill me.”

You laugh at his consternation. Your sister is back…

“She’ll live,” I inform Edward. He breathes a visible sigh of relief.

“Oh, dear God in heaven, thank you for your mercy…”

“Yeah, pray some other time. Carlisle, get some morphine, please.”

“Will it help?” he asks…

You honestly can’t tell. Her screams are definitely quiet. But you can hear her murmuring, softly, “Don’t scream. You’ve been through worse,” or something that sounds distinctly like that phrase, over and over again. You watch her lips move, watch her legs stiffen in the pain, watch her limbs shake, but it doesn’t seem like the absolute agony you were led to expect.

No, it isn’t as bad as it should be. No, you can’t determine the cause. It could simply be her bravery. Then again, it could be the fact that she’s drugged to the gills. You take a whiff of the air. Beyond the odd smell of her blood- half her own sweet scent, half the strange burning coolness of your own kind- you can smell the drug distinctively…

“Yes. Drug her up.”

Edward groans and falls to his knees. A scream pierces the air as he does so, as if in response. It is Bella, of course, her agony redoubled as he sees her and suffers at her side.

“Edward, out.”


“Leave. Until she comes back.”

He growls at me. “No. I’m never leaving her again.”

“What good can you do?”

He looks around helplessly, apparently attempting to pull a good reason out of thin air. “I… I don’t want her to think I will leave her again.”

“She does, Edward. Sticking around to torture yourself won’t do any good.”

He meets my eyes. I can see the red in his irises. Carlisle puts a hand on Edward’s shoulder. “Alice is right. You need to go.”

“But she gets to stay?”

“No. I and I alone will stay here with Bella. Alice will be with Jasper.”

What? You need me here! I can see the future!”

“And I can read minds.”

“Not Bella’s!”

“Alice.” Carlisle’s voice is quite calm. “It isn’t fair to Edward.”

Not my fault. He gave up fair, I mutter in my head. He flinches.

But the two of us go as commanded.