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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.


3. Chapter 3

Rating 5/5   Word Count 533   Review this Chapter

It is a short flight. Jasper’s forgeries of tickets are flawless. We find Edward easily. Jazz can feel the agony from miles away. The location of my brother is dark and dingy. I wonder how long he’s been here. I’ll have to ask…

“I don’t know. Time doesn’t mean anything to me.”

“Why are you doing this to yourself?” you ask.

He sighs before he answers. His eyes are as dark as his room- or den, to be more accurate. “I deserve it.”

Seeing the future is mightily convenient sometimes. It saves one so many awkward questions. I walk to the door. It is thick and black, the only stable part of this shanty. It looks like a boulder has been wedged to prevent anyone from thinking of entering, let alone actually attempting it. Fortunately, being a vampire is handy sometimes too.

It takes little time to remove the thing. I can’t see at all in the little dark hut. It’s barely big enough for the huddled form in the center. As soon as Edward is in the same space as us, Jasper moans. I turn to him in worry.

“It hurts,” he whispers. “I’ve never felt such torment.”

I will not feel sorry for Edward. It is his own fault, and if he wants to not be in pain, he can go right back to Bella, who is currently languishing in the nuthouse because of his abandonment. That worked nicely. My internal rant has served its purpose. Guilt all gone.

“You can’t angst yourself to death, brother.”

“Watch me.”

This is going to be hard. “Edward, get your butt out here!” I scream.

Or not. Actually, it’s very satisfying.

He crawls out from the darkness on hands and knees, not looking at me. He extends his head and arms from the room, arching his back inward like a cat.

His eyes are just as empty, but they glitter with fury instead of painful blankness.

“Would you like to know what I just saw? Would you? Hmm? Because, let me…”

“I told you not to look for her future, Alice.”

He has the nerve to be mad at me! Jasper growls at his tone. However, I can solve my own problems. “And who died and named you king of the universe! You’re not in charge of my power. Anyway, I didn’t look. Sometimes it comes all by itself.”

“Go away.”

“No. I’m not going anywhere until you look at me and tell me… Edward, do you know where Bella is?”

He sighs. “Don’t make me think about it.”

“Do you?”

“Alice, please.” He is weak. Pained. And I don’t care.

Do you?

“I presume she’s safe and happy in Forks.”

“You presume wrong.”

“No. I refuse to believe it.”

I am furious. “This isn’t about you anymore. Do you know where Isabella Marie Swan is?” I ask again, using the full name, for little reason other than that I see it hurts him. I don’t feel at all guilty. “She’s in an asylum.