Carlisle stretched and groaned as his body cracked into shape again. This is what happened when people stayed sitting at a desk for half a day. A female nurse, who was obviously flirting, walked up to him with a big smile.

'I thought you'd like something to eat. So I bought you a chicken salad.' She was a pretty girl but this did not attract his attention. Carlisle who was not in a good mood was tempted to remind her he was married. He turned slightly green himself when he saw the sight of the salad. He hadn't had salad in a long time.

He found it almost amusing that almost every woman he met had found the urge to flirt with him. It was not annoying but amusing to see them all try and gain his attention. He took it out of pure politeness and gave her a hurried thanks as the phone began to ring. He ushered her out quickly.

'Hello. This is Dr Carlisle speaking. Is there any problems?' There was a long silence until he heard his to be daughter in law's father. Charlie Swan.

'There has been another supernatural accident around the reservation.' His voice glinted with steel.

'Alright I'll be there in a second.' With a sigh he pulled himself up and ran as fast as his legs could take him.

Carlisle crouched over the body sighing. He felt her neck and wrist but neither showed any sign of life. He wanted to find her pulse so desperately it hurt. The girl was no older than 16 and yet her life was gone. A snap to the neck, quick and painless. He glanced up and caught a glimpse of Charlie Swan. Charlie's face was an exact replica of stone. All Carlisle received was a glare. Charlie was no longer the man who said good things about the Cullen's.

'Is she still alive?' His jaw clenched.

After all Bella was his daughter and the Cullen's were the cause of much of her woes. A week ago before the wedding was meant to take place Jacob had disappeared of the face of the world. The wedding had been moved to next week and it allowed Bella to heal emotionally well. She had been depressed when she had found out Jacob had disappeared because of her. Gone and not even the werewolves who could hear each other's thoughts had managed to locate him. Billy who was devastated blamed much of his worry and grief on Charlie. Charlie then lashed out his anger on Bella for causing this to happen, ran away and was now living with them.

'Unfortunately no.' Carlisle matching and beating Charlie's coldness. Neither was on close terms after the incident where Charlie had tried to arrest Edward for "kidnapping his daughter".

'If you and your family are involved with this I recommend you stop right now.'

'Are you blaming my family for the deaths of six innocent teenagers?' Carlisle had barely ever raised his voice before but he was doing so right now.

'I don't know who did this but you Cullen's are main suspects.' With that he swerved around and marched off as stiffly as he had arrived.

Carlisle glared at Charlie before turning back towards the girl again. The only thing he could do for her was to close her eyes. At least let her rest peacefully. Her eyes were wide open, frozen with fright. As he began to explore her body, he worked a dreaded truth. The bite marks were too wide and strong to be a vampire's. No this terrible sin was done by werewolf and he had an inkling who had done so.

Carlisle knew he was mental to do this but he did so anyway. He walked up the porch and found eyes glaring from behind the curtains. He needed to find the truth, even if it meant wounding the already very unstable relationship between the Cullens and the Quiletues. He strode up to the door and knocked very loud and clear. He was wondering if he should have brought a white flag.

The door was wrenched back to reveal a dishevelled looking Billy.

'You must be Billy.' He said as formally as he could.

'And you had better move the hell out of our lands before I lose mind control of them.' Behind him he saw five shadows pacing. They looked hungry for revenge. 'Have I introduced to you? Sam, Quil, Embry, Leah and Seth.' Out of the shadows leapt four shaggy wolves followed by a smaller one.

'Ok look. I need to tell you something.' They had begun pacing in a line towards Carlisle, 'It's about Jacob.' Everything and one stopped, even Billy.

'What about him.' Billy growled. Carlisle could see the tears forming in his eyes. He saw a tired and worried father.

'Unless your wolves have been attacking men. I believe it is Jacob.'

'He would never do that.' Growled a loud voice. Sam had changed back to a man, towering over Carlisle.

'Then you had better follow me.'

It was a sad sight indeed. Sam hated to see young girls who could achieve so much cut short of their life. He noticed what Carlisle had noticed to. Wide bite marks, too big to be a vampire's. And something, which Jacob forgot to hide, his scent. Sam could almost feel the anger bubbling in his stomach. Leah came up, her face as hard as stone.

'Did Jacob really do this?' Her voice was almost begging him to say no. No one wanted to find or kill Jacob. They wanted him to heal. To come back and find the one he was truly imprinted to. He had been a guy who none had taken offence of. But a broken law is dealt with fairly. Werewolves were to protect and to never abuse their powers. Sam almost pushed her aside before running into the reservation. He couldn't help that tear of regret that escaped his eyes. He hated what that stupid Bella girl had done to Jacob. He hated the foul bloodsucking Cullen and everything that caused this mess. Jacob would never do such a thing if it weren't for that Cullen and Stupid girl. Sam didn't get it; Bella wasn't even the girl Jacob had imprinted on to yet Jacob had disappeared, heartbroken as if his half his soul was gone. He felt his skin burst as a bunch of fur erupted. Sam was changing and once he did so he howled, howled and projected as far as he could.

Jacob wherever you are, you'd had better come. You come or we'll find. This is your last warning.