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In Forks, about nine months after the birthday party in New Moon.


Bella tossed and turned in her bed, the sheets tangling around her limbs. Her heart rate picked up as she started to whimper from the image behind her eyelids.

The ropes binding Charlie to the chair were too tight. So tight in fact, that his hands and feet had turned blue from the lack of circulation the day before. There was a pool of blood surrounding his limp body; the faint drip could be heard falling from the cuts on his limbs.

"Daddy." Bella whined across the room. "Wake up, Daddy. You gotta fight. The pack will find us soon; you just have to fight."

Suddenly, Victoria was in front of Bella's face, snarling. "Seems like your dogs are gonna make an appearance. Too bad they're gonna be too late to save daddy dearest." She smirked, never breaking eye contact from Bella as she made her way to Charlies lifeless body. Grabbing a fistful of his hair and yanking his head back, Charlie was jolted back to reality from his unconscious slumber. Charlie managed to rasp out 'Bella' before the knife in Victoria's hand sliced across his throat.

"NOOOOOOOOO! CHARLIE!" Bella jolted upright in her bed before turning back into her pillow screaming. The warm embrace of a wolf hugged and rocked her until she fell back into a peaceful slumber.

*X*X*X*X*X*

Bella stood back a moment to admire her new truck that she's saved her last six months of salary to buy. A 2009 Jeep Cherokee. It may not have been the priciest car on the lot, but it fit the new her; not the weak human that they thought her to be.

As she was about to reach for the door handle, a cold hand touched her shoulder. Without thinking twice about it, Bella let the dagger fall from inside the sleeve of her jacket; the one made of her beloved Jacob's bones. Turning quickly, Bella smiled at the hiss she heard from slicing the knife through the wrist, making the hand that used to reside on her shoulder fall to the ground. A high pitched bell-like voice yelled "Bella!" as they both dropped into crouches, the pixie holding her hand less arm to her chest.

Upon realizing who it was, Bella rose out of her crouch, but only slightly, keeping her stance and shoulders squared. "What the fuck do you want Alice?" Alice blankly stared at her former friend as if she was an alien, confused at the turn of events. "Well Pixie? I'm waiting."

"I thought you were dead, Bella." Alice rose out of the crouch, looking back and forth between her stub of a wrist, and the hand twitching on the ground a few feet away. "Why did you attack me? How were you able to succeed?"

"None of the shit you just spewed answers my question. Now, either tell me what you want, or I'll cut off the other hand. You do realize that it is not re-attachable, right?" Bella told the Pixie with a smirk.

At the look of horror that crossed Alice's face, Bella started to laugh. When Alice picked up her hand, and it did fail to reattach, she looked up at Bella as if someone ran over her puppy. This just made Bella laugh harder, clutching at her sides. "Bella, what happened to you? You were never this cruel."

"Still, you haven't answered my question. Last chance. What…. The fuck…. Do you…. Want?"

Alice, still clutching her hand less wrist, looked at the ground as she answered. "I had a vision. It was splotchy and missing parts, but I saw Victoria coming after you. I thought she succeeded because I haven't received another vision of you since. I came to see if it was true, to try and help Charlie if I could."

"HA!" Bella almost didn't recognize the wicked sound coming from her mouth. It sounded a bit deranged. "Why would you care? YOU left ME, remember? Without so much as a 'see ya later, have a nice life'. Why the fuck would you care if I was dead or alive anyway?"

"You're my sister, Bella. Of course I care!"

"Bullshit! If you cared, where were you the last nine months, huh? Where were you when I needed you? Where were you when she killed my Jacob? HOW ABOUT MY FATHER, ALICE? WHERE WERE YOU?" Treacherous tears fell down my cheeks. I wiped them away with vengeance.

"Oh, Bella. I'm so so-"

"Don't you dare fucking apologize, Alice. It won't bring Jacob back. It won't erase the pain of watching my father suffer in his last moments of life."

"Charlie?" She whispered.

"Yes, Charlie. I had to watch her torture and kill him. There was nothing I could do, for three days, Alice. Three fucking days! The wolves killed her, but not before she killed Jacob. When all of you left me, Jacob took care of me, wanted me, loved me. He brought brightness back into my life." By now, Bella's steam had worn down a bit. She was sick of being sad; sick of crying. "This knife," Bella waved the dagger around that cut off the small vampires' hand, making Alice flinch. "It was Jacob's last gift to me. For protection. It was carved from his bone. His last request to his brothers." Bella fingered the tooth that had belonged to Jacobs' wolf form hanging from her neck, holding back her tears best as she could. The memories were still painful.

Bella reached for the car handle behind her back. "Leave Alice. Leave me alone if you know what's good for your own health. You should also let that mind reader know that I'm coming for him."

Alice let out a screech as Bella opened the car door. "You bitch! What are you gonna do to Edward? His future disappeared!" Bella felt the other hand on her arm, attempting to pull her around. She smiled to herself, hoping Alice would give her a reason. Turning sharply to the right, her right hand shot out with the knife, slicing threw Alice's neck, immediately followed by her left with another knife, completing the cut, making her head fall to the ground. Bella kicked it into the nearby woods, thankful for the trees surrounding her house making it less likely that anyone had seen. Sitting on top of the vampires' body, Bella lit a cigarette while pulling out her phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey Sam, It's me. I need some help."

"Sure, Bella. Whatcha need?"

"Is anyone available to help me pull this vampire into the woods? I gotta burn her, but for bein' so small, she weighs too much for me.

"Bella! Where are you? Are you okay? What happened?"

"Slow down Sam, I'm fine. Please just send someone to my house to help me dispose of the problem. I shoulda been on the road by now, and this stupid Pixie set my schedule back by at least an hour."

"Alright, we'll be there soon."

Sam, Embry, and Quill were there before she finished her smoke.

Embry picked Bella up, spinning around while Quill whooped and hollered about what a bad ass Bella was. Sam grabbed the vampire by the arms, pulling her off into the woods with Embry following closely behind him.

"Hey, don't forget her hand." Bella said while pointing at the still twitching object next to the car.

Quill tossed it to Embry, and then turned around to look at Bella with a smile. "What's gotten into you, Hells Bells?"

She tossed the cigarette butt while giving him a sly smile, "I told the pixie bitch to back off and leave me alone."

Sam and Embry reappeared soon after the sweet smoke hit her nose. "You know you just killed a Cullen, right?" were Sam's genius words of wisdom.

"Yeah, and?" she replied, unfazed.

"I really wish you would tell us what you were planning, Bells. We could help you."

"No, Sam; I already told you, the less you know the better. Thank you for helping me with the cleanup; now, I must be on my way." With that, she jumped into her car and started it up, loving the way it purred at her. Rolling down the window she said, "I'll keep in touch. By the way, tell Seth thanks for last night."

First stop was Alaska.


~*~*~Meanwhile, somewhere in Texas~*~*~

Two vampires were working on closing up their house, packing a couple of bags into their truck to take with them.

"Are you gonna tell me where we're headed Shug?" The beautiful blond asked her mate.

"Not sure yet, Hon. All I know is that, after we hunt, we're to head Northwest, and we will be in the right place."

"Well, what about J? When is he gonna be back?"

"He's not. After we hunt, he'll find us, then we'll head out.

After locking up the gate, their truck headed off down I10 West, Their new adventure about to begin.


A/N: It's all I've gotten so far, but I'm already working on the next chapter. I'm gonna shoot for updating once a week. We'll see how it goes though.

Anyone following Best Served Cold: I have a few chapters to post soon, just trying to keep details in line, and finish it without it feeling rushed. I'm doing my best.