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Arizona Revisited

What if Bella moved back to Arizona to move on with her life? What if Alice sees a vision that takes her beloved away from her for all eternity? What if an unlikely enemy is creating an army, and the only thing stopping the impending doom is...a dress?? What if everything changes drastically and our favorite characters are thrown together to fix it? What happens then? I guess we'll find out... Its finished, but if you want a sequel, you have to request one :)


3. Chapter 3- EPOV

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As soon as we all arrived at the chosen hotel, I was bombarded with a replaying of events from Alice. No one spoke, aware of what she was telling me, but I still knew what they were all thinking.

Esme was acknowledging how miserable I looked, wishing I could just be happy. Carlisle was wondering if I had any success with Brazil. Emmett, unsurprisingly, was distracted with the fact that he finally got to see some actions from someone else other than Rosalie. I had to cringe at that thought. Speaking of Rose, she was just embarrassed to be seen with me, considering how disgusting I looked. I never bothered to change when I left Brazil, so I was a little ragged. Jasper, however, was focused on the fact that he put the family in danger. He was entirely over taken with guilt, a feeling I only knew too well.

We all began on figuring out a plan. We need to draw Maria out so that we could put an end to the war she was about to start. But none of us had any idea how to do it. It was quite hard to draw someone out that didn’t want to be found, especially when they’re a vampire.

I started to notice the turn Alice’s thought were heading. She was thinking that I should never have left Bella, which led her to making sure that Jasper would always be there for her too. ‘I have to make sure Jasper, my Jasper, is still going to be around to send eternity with me’.

I stiffened when she thought that. It made me remember what I had lost, or rather made sure I couldn’t have. But it was better that I stay away, safer for her. She is now free to be happy without the constant fear of death. The last I had heard was that she had left forks to live with her mother, so Bella was probably off enjoying the beaches that Jacksonville provided.

Alice quickly changed the subject in her mind to that of her vision.

“Wait… that shop! Do you recognize that dress Alice?” I asked.

“You’re brilliant Edward!” she exclaimed, instantly giddy.

“What’s going on?!” Emmett asked impatiently.

“In one of the flickers from my vision, I saw a dress in a shop window. It’s the same dress that Maria wore in a photo she took with Jasper back in 1892!” Alice explained. “The dress is in a shop window somewhere in Tucson. I wonder why it popped up.”

“Maria used to wear it to every battle we ever fought. It has sentimental value to her. It was the dress she was supposed to wear to her wedding before she had been changed. She now wears it as an ode to her past lover in remembrance.” Jasper answered.

“Why’s it in a store then?” Emmett bluntly asked.

“Obviously I don’t know, but my guess would be that it must have gotten lost along the way. She hasn’t really had a need for it, not until now. She won’t continue unless she has that dress, she won’t break her tradition.” Jasper said.

“ok, so I know this plan needs work, but what if we obtain the dress, make it known that we have it and act like private sellers, then when she goes to make the purchase, we end this…” Alice offered.

I had to chuckle at that. It was possibly the first time Alice had ever thought about “ending’ someone, and she almost sounded excited about it (only in her mind though).

“Well it sounds good to me.” Emmett said.

So off we went, refining the plan to get Maria. Rosalie and Esme were looking for a qualified Personal shopper to fund the dress. Carlisle, Emmett and Japer were setting up the fake company we would use, and Alice and I were trying to find anything else that would help us.

“You brought the photo?” I asked as she received it from her purse.

“Well, I brought anything we had that was connected to Maria, and this happened to be one of them.” Alice answered simply. “I guess we can give it to the shopper as a point of reference…hmmm, maybe when all of this is over, I’ll become a personal shopper.”