Hurricane ► Jasper Hale [1]

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SHE SLAMMED THE door to her house, jogging down the steps as her father watched her leave. Alice had agreed to stop by her home so that Allison could change into proper gear, before they hit the road. Now that she was changed, her outfit consisted of black leather. The suit had been crafted especially for battle, and Allison knew she was going to need it. The thighs of the outfit were equipped with holsters, one of which held all of her Chinese Ring Daggers, while the other held a pistol and bullets. Her quiver rested on her shoulder blade, and her bow was slid around her arm as she walked.

The pistol itself was made of silver, and the bullets were created specifically to injure vampires. The bullets were forged from werewolf teeth, which were one of the only things that held the capability to break a vampire's skin.

As she jogged to the car, she pulled half of her hair behind her; securing it, so that it stayed out of her face. Several minutes earlier, Alice had revealed that Edward was going to find a way to kill himself, because he thought Bella was dead. (This occurred after Jacob proved what a fool he was.)

Allison thought that was a little too Romeo and Juliet for her taste, but she held her tongue.

Soon after, Bella had divulged into a state of absolute panic, and she had frantically agreed to go to Italy; therefore, taking Allison with her because she refused to leave her unprotected. Apparently, Edward was going to ask the Volturi to end his life, and if they denied him, he would find a way to make them kill him. When Allison had interrupted, asking if Jasper was alright, Alice responded with a cryptic, 'For now.'

Opening the car door, she swung her weapons into the backseat and then sat beside them. On the way to Volterra, Allison tried not to worry too much for Jasper, but she couldn't help it; it was in her nature to worry for the people she loved. She gazed out the window as the different scenery passed, trying to no avail to distract herself. "Alice," she spoke, turning her head slowly to look at the vampire in the driver's seat. "What did you mean earlier? When I asked you about Jazz?"

Alice's lips twitched upward as Allison spoke; she could hear the worry in her voice, and the girl had used her nickname for her old love. Maybe there's hope for them, after all, the vampire mused to herself. She sighed, looking at Allison in the rearview mirror briefly. "Jasper is. . . conflicted. He was told that you were dead, just like Bella, but he's having trouble believing it. He thinks that you're too smart to jump off of a cliff, and too. . ." she smiled, her eyes squinting in the corners, "stubborn to let it kill you, if you actually had jumped."

Allison laughed gently, smiling softly as she fiddled with her fingers. "He knows me so well," she admitted. Her heart beat uncomfortably in her chest for a moment as she felt a sliver of her feelings for Jasper slide back into her heart. Though, it wasn't as if they ever left; Allison had always loved Jasper, that never left her. "So what will he do?" She asked, leaning forward in her seat in anticipation for the answer.

"He won't try to die, I know him well enough to know that, but he will mourn. And, there is a very large possibility that he will try to stop his brother from following through with his absurd plans."

Allison felt the relief creep into her bones, and she sagged back into the backseat. "Oh, thank God." She placed her hand over her left hand, where her ring usually sat. She felt her heartbeat skyrocket when she felt only bare skin, before she remembered that she had taken the ring off. Instead of the small, sliver band, there was a golden band that was situated above her knuckle. After wearing the ring for so long, she felt uncomfortable without something on her finger.

"Why so relieved?" Alice inquired, peering at the girl in the mirror again.

"Because I love him."