Okay, so I wasn't going to write the sequel until later on in the week, but people have kept bugging me to write it…so here goes! Remember, this is a sequel to my story 'The Party' so it's going to be confusing if you don't read that story before you read this one. Just gonna throw that out there.

So I'm not going to write like a huge, long summary, because that would take up too much space, and it would be revealing the entire story, so…I'm not going to do that. Enjoy! It starts in Bella's POV…fyi.

"Jacob…Jacob…no, Jacob…EDWARD!" I screamed, and then sat up quickly in my hospital bed. I winced in pain as my ribs burned with protest. I clutched onto the metal bar that acted as an arm rest and let a hand go up to my ribs as I let out ragged breaths. Sweat fell down my face, and I felt as if I couldn't breathe.

"Bella, Bella, what's wrong?" Carlisle came running into my hospital room and quickly placed a cold hand on my forehead.

"Ed-Edward." I managed to spit out, "He….and…Jacob…and….Edward." I couldn't figure out what was wrong with me. It was just a stupid dream. But it wasn't just a stupid dream. It was a dream of something that had already happened.

And that was when I passed out.

Alice's POV

"What's Bella doing now?" Edward asked me as I groaned again, running down the stairs. He followed me down, and I just wanted to hit him! He'd been following me around ever since Bella refused to talk to him.

"She just passed out." I said, and Edward's face turned even more anxious then it was before.

"Why? What happened? Is Carlisle there?"

"Edward!" I spun around on my heel to face him, "Stop it! Leave me alone! You've been following me around for days, leave me alone!"

"Let me see her. Does she want to see me?" Edward asked, and my annoyance didn't seem to phase him.

"You know what, Edward? You're annoying me so much that I'm going to take you for a little trip, all right?"

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "What? A trip? Alice what are you talking about? Where are we going?"

"You can read my mind. You tell me." I smiled as I danced towards the garage, where my beautiful yellow Porsche sat. I love it so much! I heard him sigh as he followed me towards the car. I got in and started up the engine, the beautiful purring sound running through the garage. Hurry up, Edward. I thought, and he glared at me. He opened up the door and sat down as I punched the gas pedal right as he was closing the door. I happily hummed to myself as I drove down the road. He looked very annoyed, and I wickedly smiled at him, "For the record…I like the car. Thanks."

"You're welcome." He mumbled, "Alice, where are we going?"

"You'll see." I smiled. Bella was gonna kill me for doing this though. I glanced out of the corner of my eye at Edward, and his face lit up.

"We're going to go and see Bella?" It was like he was a little human kid and I told him we were going to the candy store. I laughed.

"Maybe." I grinned at him again, and he rolled his eyes.

Bella's POV

"Bella?" I heard someone say my name, and I groaned and blinked open my eyes. Carlisle's topaz ones stared into mine, and I sat up as much as I could. He realized my actions, and I felt two cold hands on my stomach as he moved me up so that I was fully resting up on the pillow behind me, "Are you all right? You gave me quite a scare there, Bella." He smiled at me and stroked my hair, "Here, drink this." He handed me a glass of clear liquid.

"What is it?" I asked, and he shook his head.

"Just drink it. It will eliminate the wooziness you feel. And here, eat this, too." He handed me a piece of chocolate, "It won't make you feel so…Alice?" He asked, and I furrowed my eyes in confusion.

"It won't make you feel so Alice? What?" I asked, and I looked up at his face. It turned into a very disapproving look, and I turned and looked at the people standing in the doorway.

"Alice, I thought I told you to leave him at home. He's not allowed to see her unless she specially requested him, which she didn't." Carlisle growled. I had never seen him so upset in my life. I didn't bother turning my head to look at the two vampires standing the doorway, because I knew who they were.

It was Alice and Edward.

Sam's POV

"Took you long enough." I growled at Quil and Embry as they ran into my house, sitting down in the living room on the couch next to Emily and I.

"Look, we're sorry, Sam, all right? We just got a little side-tracked."

"Where's Jake and Paul?"

"Paul is…" Quil started, but we were cut off by someone screaming.

"Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! I hate damn bloodsuckers!" It was Paul. What in the name of the Cullens was he screaming about?

He barged through the door, "Paul. Nice of you to join us…on time." I said through gritted teeth, rolling my eyes at him.

Idiot.

"Where's Jake?"

"Dead." Paul spat, and I had to blink as I let my jaw drop open just a little. Dead? It was not possible! Jacob couldn't be dead, he couldn't…

"Are you sure he's dead? What happened? Who killed him?"

"Yeah, I'm sure he's dead. I don't know what happened, but I know who killed him, and trust me, it's going to be fun."

"Who was it?" I asked, getting impatient. He paused for a moment, "Damn it, Paul! Tell me!"

He looked at the rest of the pack, smiling an evil grin as he said the one name that we hated the most, "Edward Cullen."

Quote from the next chapter:

Sam: "Vampires/Werewolves World War three that is."