All of the "children" were at school, Carlisle was at work, and Esme was busy restoring a home just out of town. I had Jasper all to myself.

We were sitting on the floor watching my favorite animated series. Mickey Mouse. A series about a talking mouse in the cutest outfit ever, and his love interest in the even cuter, Minnie. I was watching the TV, and trying my best to hide my smile as I realized that Jasper was watching me. Since he was already focused on me I decided to ask him. I turned my head to him, and adjusted my position.

"Jasper" I said, excitement rising within me

I was sure he could feel the excitement boiling inside of me, but he answered casually.

"Hmmm"

"Do you think we could get a dog?" I smiled

"You want a dog?" he asked, astonished at my request

He made no attempt to hide his surprise.

"Yes, and we will name him Pluto. I want a big one, like a Great Dane." I blurted

I sat there waiting for his decision. But my mind told me before he had a chance to. I frowned, upset at his decision. What was the problem with a dog?

"Alice… I don't think we can."

And I knew that no matter what I did, he wouldn't budge from his choice.

"I can see that it won't happen no matter what I do but I just… don't know why." I murmured

"Alice…a dog wouldn't - well, animals in general, wouldn't like being around us. They have an instinct that tells them that we are dangerous. They would never trust us."

Oh.

Oh! Well that wasn't fair at all then. Pluto deserved a nice home with little children, people, real people, who wouldn't scare him. I sympathized for the dog that never was.

"Oh, well, if Pluto won't like us then." I sighed, "he would probably run away anyway."

I rummaged through my head with the hope of finding a different outcome. My brows furrowed in concentration. Jasper lifted his index finger and smoothed my eyebrows apart, breaking my meditation. I gave him a small smile.

Suddenly, cheerfulness flooded my system. I sighed.

"What?" he innocently

Too innocently.

"Really Jazz, do you call that subtle?"

He wrapped his arms around me and burrowed himself in my spiky hair. I felt him breathe in my scent and sigh with contentment and happiness. It thrilled me that I could make him happy. As comfortable as I was right here in this moment, I wanted to be able to see his eyes. His face. I pressed my lips to a silver crescent on his neck. It worked. He let go just enough so that I could see his glorious face.

He slowly, timidly, raised his hand and traced his fingertips lightly across my cheek. I closed my eyes, and relaxed. As his fingers danced across the surface of my skin, I felt all tension leave my body. His hand moved to the back of my neck. He stroked it with care and sincerity. He laid my back on the floor, leaning in to kiss me.

I let the kiss start out innocently enough, leaving my hands at my sides. But my plan was foiled. I wanted more. In a snap decision, my fingers grabbed his curls, and I forced the kiss harder, and added power to it. The innocence gone. I had to stop before this went to far. Jasper sensed this and immediately stopped. He kissed my neck, my throat, and my jaw. I wanted him so much. Right here and right now. What was I doing? He would sense what I felt. I pushed the teensy bit of restraint I had left to the core of my mind. He got the message.

I looked at him. Well, his eyes. I couldn't help it. I leaned in and kissed him once more. Then I lay myself across his broad chest and tried to calm my breathing. I had to stop this. I had to.

"So what are we going to do today?"he asked after a long period of silence.

"Oh! I found a book in Carlisle's library that you will like, I'll be right back," I remembered

I skipped off to Carlisle's study, climbing up onto his desk to reach the book as a vision came storming into my view.

Jasper reached underneath the couch. He felt around for something and pulled out the crumpled black bag that lay in the dust. His face filled with confusion as the contents emerged on the floor. What? He asked

I jumped off of the desk leaving the book on the shelf. I ran into the living room.

"No, no, Jasper." I cried

But what was done was done. The contents of the bag fell onto the floor. He held up the bright red article of clothing with a look of confusion sprayed across his face.

"A Speedo?" he asked

"Rosalie bought an extra one for Emmett." I muttered and snatched it out of his hands.

He chuckled softly at how annoyed I was feeling.

"Alice, why were you late?" he asked

I glanced at him, curious at what he was getting at. He elaborated for me.

"Why did you not reach me in time to stop me from finding the bag?"

"Because you weren't going to look under the couch before." I answered quickly, remembering seeing him about to do something else. I couldn't re-call what. "Why did you look under the couch?"

"I was going for the remote."

"See, you only just decided to do something with the television and so I only just got the vision. By that time you already invaded Emmett's privacy." I explained.

Only when something was decided. Wait, did that mean that my visions were based on decisions? Jasper seemed to realize this at the same time that I did. I could swear I could have seen a little smirk on his face.