Alice's Milliways Entrance Pre-thread

[themidnightson]

It was late night.

Which in the Cullen house meant nothing that it did anywhere else.

Esme was studying the front door, with a hand under her chin, in the way that meant remodeling might take place very soon. Carlise was in his office, shuffling his papers while classical music played. Jasper and Emmett were quite busy having a loud rematch across their eight chess boards in the sitting room, even though they played across the floor.

Edward, avoiding all of them, and on the eighth day of now also ignoring Isabella Swan, was in the living room. He was seated in a plush arm chair, next to the wall-wide glass window, reading a brown leather bound book.

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[themidnightson]

Edward passed through the house silently and quick, a quiet chuckle caught in his first burst. There was no point in walking normally, no one would not be able to see them coming or was presently busy. He gave a ruefully amused smile to Esme concerned expression as they passed her and shut out Rosalie's mental commentary when they passed the garage where she was working.

He stopped stock still in the kitchen, right in front of the pantry door. Edward looked it over. It was so simple. A gorgeous door by human standards, but it was just a door. Space with air breathing at a whisper between the wooden construct and it's edging.

His hand on the door lingered. It was breakable and steady and one he'd never needed to look at, since they didn't need a kitchen for any reason but appearances. It would be the last he'd check. His fingers tips traced down to to the handle as he thought about what was on the other side.

[betagainstme]

The images solidified. No longer hazy, the visions of a bar swam in front of her again...Bella, there. The blonde girl again.

"Edward." Alice whispered, staring up at him. "Why is there a bar in our pantry?"

[themidnightson]

In the living room one of them moved and he felt the confusion in multiple sets of thoughts about why there would be alcohol or a weapon in the house, and about whether the Bella problem was larger than they'd realized, but Edward ignored them all.

His fingers curled around the door opening it from it's casing.

Edward could feel it, the moment everyone's thoughts in the house froze except Alice's. He looked at her, as it became about a foot open, his tone wry. "Because the Universe affixed its bar there."

[betagainstme]

"As you do." She peered into the pantry, her family's mixed futures disappearing and only the bar was solidified in her head.

And then came a rush of new, undecided futures. Drinks and people meeting and it was all so much. She shut her eyes for a moment, before taking a step into the pantry. "Let's go."

Head first into adventure!