Hello readers! I am sorry to say that I am completely re-writing this! I've read it myself and can't stand it now. Plus, I've come to like Mikey as he reminds me of a friend of mine at school. He even has the same name almost! Freaky…anyway, tell me what you think of the new version!

Chapter 1-What Have We Done?

I woke up screaming again. It was almost one-thirty and I'd had that same dream again. The one where he was there, right in front of me, and I just couldn't reach him. I pulled my knees up to my chest and crossed my arms over them, placing my face inside of them. I let the loose tears flow from my eyes and make my bare arms slick.

It's been seven months now. Seven months since they left and I started having this dream. There were some nights where I was lucky to sleep through the night after spending a day with Jake, but those days would only keep it away for so long. And if I was being honest with myself, some nights, I wanted those dreams to come. If only to see his face again, even if he was backing away with disgust apparent in his expression. At least it would still be him.

I questioned my own sanity on those nights. Surely it wouldn't help me forget like he said I would. There was the problem. Even if I wanted to, I could never forget the one person I loved. The owner of the biggest secret I would ever know and would take to my grave.

I'd heard him before. Warning me when I was being stupid and reckless. Ever since I realized that that was the trigger to his voice, I'd avoided it as much as possible. Riding motorcycles isn't dangerous anymore because I've been learning with Jake until it was almost too easy, so that was safe. Cliff diving was something I watched Jake do though. I never did it no matter how much he promised it was safe. I just needed to push him and the rest to the back of my mind as much as possible.

Victoria was still after me. Jake and the Pack had taken care of Laurant about a month ago, but she was still out to get me. A few times, I wondered to myself if my vampire family hated me enough to leave me to her grasp. I usually dismissed that thought as soon as it came. Maybe he had, but not the rest of them.

Jake always got extremely angry anytime Victoria got away. He always swore that he would kill all the Cullen's for leaving when there was a "psychotic redhead" after me, but he always dropped it after one look at my face. I hurt when he said stuff like that and I tried to hide it, but try as I might, he always saw it. But the times he said stuff like that, were the times when I wondered if they still would've left if they'd known. (I was sure they didn't know, despite Jake's protests.)

I decided to wash my face to clear my head after my tears dried. I turned on my bedside lamp and walked wearily to the bathroom. The repeating dream and crying afterwards always took a lot out of me, not that there was much to take.

The bright bathroom lights burned my eyes momentarily until they adjusted. I splashed ice cold water on my face and it help me feel better and I took a few deep breaths. When I looked in the mirror, I wasn't all too surprised at what I saw. Dark purple bruises under my eyes from lack of sleep, paler skin but with a sickly look to it, haggard cheekbones. I was a mess—still—and I knew it but wasn't doing anything about it. Jake usually made me take naps and eat a bunch of food whenever I was on the reservation, but it didn't help much.

As I turned the lights off and started back to my room, I thought I hear something downstairs. I froze at the top of the stairs and called down. "H-hello? Charlie?"

Charlie was away for a couple of nights to help solve a case a few cities away. Or at least, he was supposed to be. Had he come home early?

I didn't get an answer so I knew it wasn't Charlie, or Jake for that matter. Jake sometimes came to check on me when it wasn't his shift to watch the house. Maybe another of the wolves? I didn't hear anything downstairs, but maybe…

I took a few steps down. "Hello?" I called again. "Is someone here?"

I froze when I heard someone hit the coffee table in the living room and swear. I didn't recognize the voice and my fear rose. I slowly took the few steps I had taken backwards. How had whoever it was get past the wolves? A vampire wouldn't have hit the table or have made any sort of noise for that matter. How had a human gotten past whoever was watching the house?

The top stair creaked loudly when I stepped on it. I shut my eyes tightly and prayed whoever was in my house hadn't heard it.

They had. I could hear them running for the stairs and I spun around and ran to my room, slamming the door shut. I rushed with shaking hands to lock it and back away. The person was banging on the door very hard, making the hinges loosen. I crawled backwards until I hit my bedside table and the cell phone Jake had gotten me fell into my lap.

This is exactly why Jake had gotten it for me, in case of an emergency. This probably wasn't going to be as big as he's going to think, but still an emergency.

He picked up on the first ring. "Bella, are you ok? Paul was supposed to be there but we found her trail again and wanted to join the chase. She got away again and he's on his way there now. What's wrong?"

"Jake there's someone here! He's banging on my bedroom door and I don't know how much longer it's going to last!" Tears were falling down my cheeks again, and my voice made it obvious.

"I'll be there in one minute. Hold on!" The line went dead and I closed the phone. The person continued banging and after about fifteen seconds, the door fell out of the frame.

I screamed and crawled to the corner as he lunged at me. I managed to stand up and tried to make a run for it, but I tripped. He grabbed me by the arm before I could fall and threw me across the room. I got a gash across my cheek as I hit a glass figurine on my desk. I could feel the blood drip into my clothes and hair. I tried pulling myself up again but only got to my knees.

The man charged at me again but with a knife now and I braced myself for the attack. He was going to kill me. In retrospect, I guessed it was better than by torture from Victoria.

The attack never came.

I peeked through my hands to see what happened. Maybe he came back! He must've come back. Alice would have seen this ages ago and have told him, right? It had to be him!

Disappointment crashed down on me when I saw it wasn't a marble Greek god in front of me, but a dark huge werewolf in front of me in human form. Jake was growling and I could see the intruder lying unconscious on the floor beside my bed.

Jake was absolutely furious. His entire body was shaking with rage. I needed to calm him down before he exploded, despite my self-inflicted pain.

I stood up the rest of the way and wrapped my arms tightly around his waist. Emily told me that this wasn't always the best idea, but at the moment it was all I could do. He was too angry to hear me if I just tried talking.

I tightened my arms around him. "Come on Jake, calm down. He's unconscious. He can't hurt me again." My voice shook, but that was from his own shaking. It slowed until it was only his hands shaking.

He took a few deep breaths before moving. He pulled my arms gently from around him and turned to look at me. The gash was still bleeding and his fingertips grazed over it feather light. "Paul's nose is going to look a hell of a lot worse than this."

I couldn't help but laugh. I didn't really see how that was funny being as Jake was being completely serious and was looking at me concerned, but I laughed. Maybe it was hysteria after almost losing my life again, or the blood that was still leaking from my skin. Or maybe, it was because I'd foolishly got my hopes way up there only to have them completely knocked out from under me. But as the smell of the blood got to me, I felt woozy and swayed slightly in Jakes arms.

He effortlessly picked me up bridal-style. "Okay, time to get you to the hospital. I'll have Paul take care of your friend there."

I could feel my eyelids start to droop from exhaustion and the blood as I rocked gently in Jakes arms. Before I went under, I managed to whisper, "Thanks Jake."

I could feel him laugh once. "Anytime Bella.

~~APOV~~

That boy really needs to learn that he isn't right about everything. The only good thing about all this is that he's never around long enough to bring everyone down even more. It's only been seven months and I'm already having almost constant visions of everyone sneaking back and checking on her. Everyone except Edward that is. All I get from him is bullshit about going to the Volturi eventually.

I've kept my promise. I haven't looked for her future or anything. But I can't control everyone's choices to go back. So far they're only brief ideas, but if that idiot doesn't do something soon, they'll all actually happen. I won't stop them either, I'll join them whether he likes it or not. I miss my sister. He should've just let James's venom run it's course last spring. They we never would've had this problem.

I was going through my closet getting rid of clothes that I've already worn. I was sure the girls who we would give them to would be ecstatic.

It came out of no where. I wasn't looking and no one was thinking of going back. I gasped as I was sharply pulled into a vision.

Bella was locking her door shut and backing away. She looked terrified. A cell phone fell into her lap and she quickly dialed a number. I couldn't hear what she was saying but the call lasted less than a minute.

Someone was banging on the door. It fell from the hinges and the man jumped at Bella. She crawled out of the way and tried to get away, but she tripped. The man grabbed her arm and threw her across the room into her desk. Her face crashed into a glass figurine her mother had sent her and a large gash opened on her cheek.

The man pulled out a knife and went to make his kill.

It went dark after that. I tried looking for more but I couldn't see anything. Jasper was shaking me, trying to get me to tell him what I saw. The clock in Bella's room had said whatever just happened was going to be in a few short hours.

"Alice! What did you see?" Jasper was looking straight into my eyes now.

I looked back silently for an thirty-second of a second. "Jazz, give me your phone. Bella's going to die!"

He didn't hesitate. He handed it over and I immediately dialed the number. He could be angry with me, I didn't care. I wasn't going to let her die!

"Hello? Jasper?" He sounded slightly annoyed.

"No, it's Alice. I'm going back and you're not going to stop me." I said monotonously.

"Alice, you can't! I told her it would be like we never existed!" His voice was a growl. He was angry now. Too bad.

"Too bad! I'm not going to let her die and you aren't going to do anything about it so have fun trying to stop me from wherever you are!" I was up and running out the door to the garage with Jasper hot on my heals as I spoke. I got into the drivers seat of Carlisle's Mercedes while Jasper got into the passengers seat.

Edward was silent for half a second. "What do you mean? What did you see?"

"I saw Bella getting murdered by someone who broke into her house. Now good-bye." I snapped the phone shut and gave it back to Jazz. He put it in his pocket.

"Alice, what are you planning by telling him?" He asked me, taking my hand tightly.

I sighed. "He's going to go back. And this time he's not going to leave, whether she wants him back or not. We all finally get to go back." I answered, squeezing his hand.

He nodded, a small smile appearing on his face. As much as he blamed himself for all this, Edward never let him apologize for the birthday incident before we left. Now he would get his chance. But only if we got there on time. I sped up at the thought.

I stopped the car with an abrupt halt in front of Bella's house. I looked in the window and saw the TV on but muted. I could hear Bella laughing with someone else. It was a deeper voice. It didn't sound like Charlie and I was sure I'd never heard it before.

I looked at the clock and then at Jasper confused. After the mark of time I'd seen in my vision passed, we kept going to give Charlie or condolences. We'd expected her to be dead, not laughing with someone.

I got out and rushed over to the door holding my hand up to knock and inside they were quiet. I could hear them still but they had stopped laughing as soon as I stepped on the doormat.

"Jake, what is it?" I could hear Bella whisper.

She didn't get a reply and I could guess that this Jake person was listening for something. I assumed it to be me, but couldn't be certain. I couldn't see Jasper's, Bella's, or my futures. And there was a strong, smell all over the place. Like wet dog.

I knock on the door three times.

"Jacob what's wrong?" Bella asked. I could hear someone large getting up and walking to the door slowly; almost cautiously. That was strange. Bella got up and followed him slowly as well, just unaware of whatever it was he was doing.

Jasper was behind me now, his hand tight on my shoulder protectively. What was going on here?

The door opened two inches then slammed shut again and the locks clicked shut. I looked up at Jasper then knocked again, angry now. How dare someone slam Bella's door in my face!

"Bella? Are you home?" I asked, like a typical human would. Sure, I could just easily open the door and go in locks or not. But we had no idea who was with Bella and I would be strange if a short girl like myself suddenly burst the door open.

Bella gasped on the other side of the door. She took one step towards the door and froze with her hand on the locks. I could hear her swallow and she hesitantly unlocked the first one.

"Bella what are you doing? I have to get you out of here! There's a bloodsucker right on the other side of the door!" This Jacob person was slightly annoying. He knew of us and yet dares try and lock us out?

"Shh! I know who it is. We don't have to go anywhere." She unlocked the other lock and twisted the handle. She took a deep breath and pulled it open.

I was still as shocked to see her as she was me. It was evident on her face as tears sprung to her eyes. They spilled over and trailed over the stitches that kept the gasp on her cheek from my vision closed.

"Alice…" She suddenly threw her arms around my neck and locked them there. A dark giant behind her moved with her, keeping his hand on her shoulder. The smell increased immensely as the hand got closer to me and I hissed wrapping my arms around Bella and pulling her away effortlessly.

The dog growled and got ready to attack. How dare that mutt! Does he not know the danger he's putting Bella in just by being around her? Jasper pulled me and Bella behind him and crouched, also ready to attack.

"Stop!" Bella pulled away from me and stood in between the two of them. She glared at both of them displeased, but at Jacob more. "Neither of you are going to break the treaty."

I stepped around Jasper again. "Would you mind telling me how you are alive?" I demanded from her.

She flinched and looked at me with her still wet eyes. "If you're here, you saw last night. You know how," she said quietly, almost a whisper.

"No, I do not. What I saw was someone in your house throw you across your room and then go to kill you. That's all I saw before it went dark. Another thing, what is an unstable mutt doing in your house? You really do draw anything even remotely dangerous to you."

She took a step towards Jake. "Jake's not dangerous. He's the one who saved me last night."

Her "safe" mongrel was shaking. He glared at us with nothing but pure hatred and Jasper growled. Bella took a step away from Jacob but no closer to us. She refused to look away from us, and tried her hardest not to blink.

"What are you two even doing here? I thought you all left for good." Jacob growled at us. He was still shaking, but it had calmed down slightly.

I turned my glare on him. "We tried to get her soon enough to save Bella, but when we missed the time we came instead to give Charlie our condolences. But it seems like something blocked the rest of the vision." My eyes narrowed. I couldn't see then and I couldn't see now. More like someone was blocking my visions. My eyes widened as I realized this. "You stupid mutt! You're the reason why I can't see! You're so unstable with your emotions that you never know when your going to explode, and put Bella in even more danger!"

He growled and the shaking got stronger again. "If it wasn't for this mutt Bella would have been dead months ago! And it would've been your fault you filthy bloodsucker!"

My eyes narrowed again and Jasper held his hand on my shoulder again, restraining now. "What are you talking about, mongrel? You don't even know why we left!"

He stepped around Bella and got closer. "When you left, you left her alone to defend herself against a psychotic redhead! And she's still out there trying to get to her!"

I froze for half a second. Victoria was after Bella now? I am so going to kill that idiot once he gets here! I thought. "Well, I guess you can go run on home now, because Bella will be safe in our hands. Much safer than an unpredictable fleabag."

"Wait." Bella spoke up again and pushed her way around Jacob. "What do you mean? You're staying?" Her voice was so hopeful, it made me wonder just what she's been through the last seven months.

"Of course we're staying. I'm not going to leave my favorite sister twice. Plus, I'm defiantly not going to leave her alone when a vengeful vampire is after her and there are werewolves running amuck." I smiled at her reassuringly. "And you can be certain that once Edward gets here I'm going to have Emmett beat him up."

She was going to give me a hug, but she froze and flinched. "H-he's coming back too?" Her voice had dropped to a whisper again. Her face looked pained. Jacob saw this and the shaking stopped all together, just like that. He didn't move towards her, but stared concerned.

I frowned. "Yes, he's on his way here now. I don't know how long until he gets here. It might be a day or two. Last I knew he was in Eastern Europe." I stared at her face, looking for the answer for her pain. "Bella…what did he do to you?" I whispered, too low for her to hear.

"I'll…I'll see you later Alice, Jasper. Go home Jake. I mean it." She slowly shut the door on his shocked face and ours. I could hear her walk slowly up the stairs to her room, crying.

I looked at Jasper and he nodded. We were both in the car the next second and he was already turning it on. My eyes snapped to the window when the mutt rapped against it sharply.

Jasper rolled down the window. "What do you want mongrel?"

He didn't look at either of us but stared at Bella's window. His face was calm and sad slightly. "You shouldn't have told her he's coming back."

I softened my face. "Why's that? What happened to her after we left?"

He shook his head. "Not here. She's watching us, wondering if one of us is going to start a fight. Meet me by the border and I'll tell you."

I nodded once and he sprinted into the woods to change and run to our meeting point.

What have we done?