-1A/N: First off, I don't own Twilight, yet again. Second, those of you asking for the vamps/wolves who died, I'll tell you the next chapter's 'dead-ee' at the end of each chapter.

Getting Help

I waited- and waited, and waited, for four days.

Jazz was starting to scare me. After Carlisle had left, he woke up the next morning around 9. And no matter what I did he wouldn't wake up between midnight and 9 a.m. I watched him and it just got creepier. He did more mute sleep-talking, he would cringe randomly and red marks would appear, he would thrash out with his little fists, and he would curl up on his side.

In the morning he would have new bruises and he would glare me down. Eventually he stopped talking to me at all.

I stopped waiting after four days, and I loaded our things into the car and set the GPS for Cozad. It'd take a while to get there, Carlisle would call me if anything came up, and it would be nice to just see Rosalie and Emmett anyway.

TNMEBDTNMEBD

A day later I was just leaving Omaha, Nebraska, when I got a call from Carlisle. He took all of an hour explaining what Namiee said- nothing. Well one thing; "Jasper has to grow up to be Jasper. That would be what you want, and that's the way the spell works."

"What does that mean? That doesn't explain anything." I groaned.

"That's what she said about Esme too." He replied. I practically stopped the car on the highway.

"Esme?"

"I brought her back." He said happily. There was a pause and he said slowly, "Thank you, Alice. I couldn't ask for a better daughter." The mood lightened. "Although little Esme might try to beat you out!" I laughed.

"No problem, I'll bet she couldn't have a better guardian." I hung up and two hours later entered the small town of Cozad.

The broken clock is a comfort

It helps me sleep tonight.

Maybe it can stop tomorrow,

From stealing all my time.

The first thing I saw was the high school, not too big, with a lot of kids outside for lunch. The next thing I saw was a girl eating alone, with a large man standing behind her. I knew that man very well. I parked the car and Jazz trailed angrily behind me, arms crossed, as I approached the lunch area.

I watched the man and the girl closely, and almost went to talk to them when he walked into the building abruptly, and a small group of bitchy-looking fashion snobs walked over to the girl.

"Hey, Nessie!" The group leader sneered the name, and I suddenly recognized Nessie myself. Of course, it was Renesmee.

"Carla." Renesmee said uninterestedly as she picked at her food.

"So we thought your presentation in Science today was so cool."

"Oh, really." Still uninterested.

"Yeah, Newton's Law of Gravity is really amazing."

Renesmee looked up from the table. "Really, I had no idea you were listening. You seemed a bit busy writing 'Mrs. Tony Jole' in your notebook." She smirked.

Carla grew angry at the snickers coming from her posse. She suddenly grabbed Renesmee's strawberry milk, ripped it open, and dumped it on Nessie's head. "Yeah, I sure love gravity!"

Renesmee stared down at her now pink-ish clothes and shook her sleeves.

I am here, still waiting,

Though I still have my doubts.

I am damaged at best,

Like you've already figured out.

I stepped up. "Why don't you back off."

"Who are you?" Snob Leader sneered. I decided to mess with her a bit.

"I'm Ms. Culten, and the five of you just earned yourselves a week of detention."

"I've never heard of-"

"And now its two, you want to go for three?" Snob Leader huffed and walked away. I crouched by the table, back facing the building, to talk to Renesmee. "Hey Nessie, you remember me?" She shook her head and we both stood up. "Are you sure? You don't recognize me at all?"

"No, can I go now?" She was dripping strawberry milk. The next thing I knew I was flat on my face on the ground. Two strong hands had my arms pinned, legs held by two huge knees.

"What do you want?" The man screamed. I turned my head to the side.

"Nice to see you too, Emmett." His angry expression dropped to that of when you get bad news.

"Alice." He got off me and I jumped to my feet. "What are you- hey!" We both looked down and there was Jazz, kicking and punching at Emmett's shin, which he just barely passed in height.

"Back off, you dumbo!" Jazz's face was twisted with effort. He obviously wouldn't make much of a dent in Emmett.

Emmett was confused. He looked at me, "who's this?"

"I'll explain later." I pulled Jazz away from Emmett. "Jazz, come here. Emmett's not gonna hurt anybody."

"You never know." He mumbled.

"Uncle Emmett," our attention went back to Renesmee, "can we please go home? Now."

Emmett rolled his eyes and looked at me. "You can come too. Rose'll be glad to see you again."

Really? That line surprised me. Rosalie hated me most after the battle. She was the one who made Emmett and Renesmee leave as soon as possible, Jacob of course trailing close behind. I never heard from them once they left.

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing,

With a broken heart that's still beating.

In the pain there is healing,

In your name, I find meaning.

So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on,

I'm barely holdin' on to you.

I followed Emmett back to their house. It was a simple two-story brick house and Renesmee stomped inside with Emmett hanging back to talk to me. "You may want to hold on a bit. Every day the two of them 'talk' about school." I walked into the house but hung back in the foyer. The archway into the kitchen was wide, and I could see the stairway behind the fridge.

Rosalie was at the stove, hair pulled into a messy bun, scrubbing with a washcloth. Nessie dropped her backpack and from the first step said, "I just wanted you to know that I'm dropping out of school. See ya!"

"Hold it right there." Rosalie dropped her cloth and spun to face Nessie. "You are doing no such thing."

"Do you not see the shade of pink my shirt is? Because I distinctly remember putting on a white t-shirt this morning. And I certainly don't remember when strawberry milk became a fashion accessory!" She huffed and wiped some of the milk rolling over her eye away. "Face it, Aunt Rose, they all hate me!"

"You haven't given them time to get to know you yet. You just started public school a month ago."

"You don't know how hard high school is. Everybody has their own little cliques, and I don't fit with any of them."

"You know I can't go to school with you. I would, but Emmett needs to be old enough to get a decent job, and I can't be too much younger. We can't make good money and join you at school."

"Jake does both," Renesmee muttered.

"Don't you get started on Jacob Black! Now you know…"

I kinda started zoning them out when I felt a tug at my pant leg. "What's wrong with them?" I had almost forgot Jazz was there.

"Uhh, I don't really know." I glanced back.

"…won't even take the time to try…"

"We'll just step in I think." I walked into the kitchen and knocked on the wall. Rosalie's eyes lit up when she saw me, and she ran over and pulled me into a hug.

"Oh, Alice! It's so great to see you again. I thought I never would!" Nessie started sneaking up the stairs, and Rosalie called without turning, "we'll finish this discussion later, Renesmee." Nessie groaned and left to take a shower. Rosalie held me at arm's length and looked at me. "You haven't changed a bit. Oh, I'm so glad you came to visit, though I wasn't expecting you. Just make yourself at home!"

"Thanks, Rosalie."

"No, no. Please, call me Rose, everyone calls me Rose now." Not only was Rose different, she was scarily different.

Then she noticed Jazz. "And who are you?" She crouched down and he hid behind me. "Well aren't you just cute as a button! What's your name?" Jazz didn't seem to want to answer.

"Rose, this is Jazz. Jazz, this is Rose, my sister. The sister I was telling you about in the car."

"Oh, her." He stepped out a little. "If you and Emmett are siblings, how can you be married?" Rose looked confused.

"Me and Emmett aren't siblings."

"But if he's Alice's brother, and you're Alice's sister, wouldn't you and him be brother and sister?" Rose stood up, her eyes wide in shock that little Jazz could figure that.

"Wow, Alice, where did you get him? He's adorable." She said uneasily.

"Sorry, he's a bit too observant for his own good." I gave him a look. "I'll explain it later Jazz." He pouted, he got that reply a lot.

The broken locks were a warning

You got inside my head.

I tried my best to be guarded,

I'm an open book instead.

"I have an idea, why don't you go hang out with Nessie once she's done showering? Shouldn't be too much longer." Rose was being nice, but I couldn't help wondering. Shouldn't she have known I was there before I walked in? And why did she all of a sudden love me again? "So Alice, what brings you to Cozad?" She started once Jazz was gone a few minutes later.

"I wanted to tell you something actually." I took a deep breath, here goes with the crazy story. "I brought Jasper back."

"Who?"

Believe me, I was ready for anything- yelling, shrieking, maybe even attacking, but not that.

"Jasper, your brother, my husband."

"Sorry, doesn't ring a bell." She began scrubbing more fiercely at the stove-top.

"Rosalie, don't lie to me. He may have died in the battle, but you know you remember him."

"What battle? Alice, I think you're coming down with something." Her voice was sickeningly sweet, and I would have much rathered having the old Rosalie back at that moment. She started feeling my forehead pointlessly, but I could see the look in her eyes that disagreed with the words from her mouth. "you've gone delusional."

I batted her hand away. "Rose, if this is some kind of prank, it's not funny. I'm trying to tell you some good news."

"Honey, there was no battle that I remember, and you never had a husband. Now stop going on about this."

"I brought Jasper back to life. He's the little kid upstairs with Nessie."

"Alice, who's Jasper? Now you're starting to confuse me." I had a dark urge to attack her right then, but I kept level. It was one thing for Carlisle to break out in anger when I spoke of our dead family, that's natural. But for Rosalie to deny they ever existed was crossing a very thick line. She called for Emmett, who came running in. "Emmett, I think Alice is sick. She's talking about people that never existed."

"Alice, I think-"

"NO!"

I still see your reflection

Inside of my eyes,

That are looking for a purpose,

They're still looking for life.

"That's it, I've had it! I've been here a half hour and I already want to leave and never come back. This has gone too far. You know you remember Jasper, and sure as heck Esme and Bella! Now stop being crazy and listen to me!" Rose's eyes looked like they wanted to cry. She gripped Emmett's shirt for a second then walked over to me, a mournful look on her still glowing face.

"Of course we remember Jasper." She spoke almost inaudibly, even for vampire hearing. "And Esme. And Bella." She ran off and Emmett spoke from across the room.

"You're opening old wounds Alice. Is there a reason you want to put Rose through that pain again?" he crossed his arms, expecting an answer.

"I'm not trying to hurt. I'm trying to help. And to be honest I need your help too." He took a deep breath, and stood there.

I told him about Namiee and Jasper, going all the way up to Carlisle's phone call earlier. He didn't interrupt me, didn't show any expression, just stood there, taking on the vampire stance of stone. "I wanted to let you guys know, and I need your help-"

"Finding everyone else." I was slightly startled by his sudden return from stone. "Well, I don't know what to tell you Alice. I don't know if you're using us or if you really cared about telling us."

"Of course I care."

"Well then, sure I guess. It's just that everyone has changed way too much, it's hard to know anymore."

There was a cold set of arms wrapped around me a moment later, and I turned to find Rose smiling. "Of course we'll help."

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing,

With a broken heart that's still beating.

In the pain there is healing,

In your name, I find meaning.

So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on,

I'm barely holdin' on to you.

"Help with what?" A new voice chimed in from the front hall. Into the kitchen walked a tall boy, black hair short and shaggy.

"Jacob Black?" Rose's arms fell and she turned to him with her hands on her hips.

"You're not supposed to be back for another two hours."

"School got let out early. Sorry." He shrugged, she raised her eyebrows. "Fine, the principal sent me home."

"For what reason?" She said shortly.

"Uhhh… Nessie!" He went to the staircase where Renesmee stood, Jazz behind her. "How's my favorite girl?" They pulled into a hug and Jake kissed her forehead.

"Fine. Missed you."

"Hey Jake. How you been?" I stepped forward.

"Alice Cullen! You haven't changed a bit." I smirked.

"Funny. But you have. You're much- taller." Compared to me, he was Paul Bunyan. I was looking straight up talking to him.

"So I've been told." He hugged me, then stepped back and looked at the nice little circle we'd all formed somehow in the kitchen. "So, who are we helping?"

"Alice!" Rose said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "We're going to help her bring back the others."

"Others?" Jake was confused, of course. I didn't blame him. "Wait, you mean…"

"Come here Jasper," I called. Little Jazz jumped off the stairs and ran over to me. I picked him up and said, "You nailed it."

Jake's eyes widened, "How did you… So let's get going. What are we waiting for?"

"By 'we', you mean me and Emmett." Rose stated. "You two have to stay for school."

"Oh, I got suspended today." Jake said quickly. His little secret was useful now.

"And I'm dropping out anyway." Nessie hopped off the stairs and went to Jake, who put his arm around her. "We're coming, and you can't do anything about it."

Rose sighed in defeat. "I guess I can't. But we're not leaving until tomorrow."

"Why?"

"Because Jake and Jazz need their sleep."

"He needs sleep? Isn't he-" I elbowed Jake's ribs.

"Of course he needs sleep, he's a growing boy." Jake got the message and started heading upstairs, Renesmee behind.

"Wait a minute, you got suspended!" Rose began after them. I just looked at Emmett.

"Where can Jazz stay?"

"He can stay in mine and Rose's room. It's not like we use it." He laughed a little and walked out. I got Jazz's stuff out of the car and set it up in 'his' room. That afternoon I caught up with Rose and Emmett, which did get a little weird at some points. Jazz spent his time becoming Jake and Nessie's new best friend. Well, to him. To them, he was more like a new little brother or something. It almost seemed like nothing had happened- almost.

I'm hanging on another day,

Just to see what you will throw my way.

And I'm hanging on to the words you say,

You said that I will, will be okay.

The broken light on the freeway

Left me here alone.

I may have lost my way now,

Haven't forgotten my way home.

The next morning was interesting. Rose was dead set on coming with us, and Emmett wanted to come, but he kinda wanted to go see Carlisle and Esme too. Jake wanted to go inform the other werewolves, but he didn't want to leave Nessie. Rose and Nessie were really worried about Jazz, after seeing one of his midnight episodes despite my attempts to keep them from seeing it.

In the end Rose and Nessie were coming with me and Jazz, while Emmett and Jake were going to go see Carlisle, and then go see everyone back at La Push.

The four of us piled into my car, and we set off. Rose was in the back with Jazz, so Nessie helped me navigate. Our next stop was in Michigan, a city called Northport. Apparently, Rose had seen Peter and Mary a few months ago, and they had said they were going to Michigan. We looked up recent mysterious deaths there, and the most recent was in Northport. Some lodge owner was found dead, supposedly by an unknown animal. We knew better.

At one point, while we were leaving Iowa, Jazz poked my shoulder. "Alice, Auntie Rose is scaring me," he whispered. I knew Rose could hear him, but I whispered back anyway.

"What do you mean?"

"She won't stop fixing my hair, and she's staring at me like I'm made of gold or something." He was staring at me in a 'get me the heck outta here' way.

"Oh, she just likes having you around is all."

"So do you, but you're not creepy about it." I laughed a bit and he slouched back into his seat pouting, again.

What I was really thinking about was how Peter would take to me bringing up Charlotte. I was ready for anything now.

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing,

With a broken heart that's still beating.

In the pain there is healing,

In your name, I find meaning.

So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on,

I'm barely holdin' on to you.