Ha! Okay, so I didn't think that I could possibly do this. I knew that I had always wanted Already Gone to be a complete story…but then I went through this state of mind where I couldn't find the enthusiasm necessary, to write it as I had intended it to be. So, of course, I left it as it was. Still, that wasn't fitting and I've humored myself with the thought that this exert-my preview into the future of the story-would make up for my lull in writing the rest. I did of course; switch over to Bella's perspective because I had to provide some insight that would otherwise go unnoticed. So, here it is; enjoy!

{BPOV}

I watched the figure running away and all I could feel was an abundance of hope swelling in my chest. If my lungs were as necessary as they were for a human they would have already burst with satisfaction. It was only my lack of requirement to breathe that kept my lips sealed as they were.

This is it, I thought. This was why I was still living. It would be unrealistic to believe that I hadn't already attempted to kill myself. It seemed that suicide was the only way to relieve me from my -no longer temporary- grieving.

With a mind larger than life itself, I had too much space to consider my reasoning behind the decision that made me what I am. I shouldn't be this; I shouldn't be alive; although, that was -in partial- due to Jacob. Had I had my way, I would be dead long before now.

It wasn't that I saw myself as dead, because I knew I was very much alive. It was more that, my human life would have ended that much sooner. Already I had witnessed the people I loved, grieving over my human body.

If they had sight even comparable to the vision I now held, they may have noticed the lack in similarities that I had practically scalded into my head. The human wasn't a sacrifice-her death and slight resemblance to the human I was, was lucky. I would in no way, have harmed a human to add into my façade.

To Charlie and Renee the girl they were grieving over, was very much the daughter they had loved and sheltered. To them, she wasn't a girl that had been in the wrong place at the wrong time; though I was sure that's what they thought when one mentioned my name.

To them, I was the girl who had been in the wrong place at the wrong time; which, in all honesty, I had been. God, had I been in the wrong place, but that wasn't something they were to distinguish.

I hated to know that she wouldn't receive the funeral that she deserved. Instead, her body would be held in the gazes of people she could have never known. All those people would be grieving for me and none her. As far as her family was concerned, she had run away never to return.

I knew that if the figure that was slowly fading into the distance had been there, he would have picked up on the evident differences. But that didn't matter. He wasn't there. He wasn't there when I needed him and he wasn't there to grieve over my non-existent-dead body.

It felt almost selfish that I was thrilled with Emmett's reaction. I longed to run into his arms-regardless that they weren't the arms I truly wanted to be sheltered in. I shook my head. I couldn't be thinking about something that would never reoccur. I was constantly living in a word of black and white; I had to move on and this was my chance.

Alice's trilling voice reached me no matter how far gone my thoughts were. It wasn't as high as I had remembered it being-the usual cheer had disappeared but I could still catch the meaning in what she was saying.

"Don't worry Esme, he's only going to see Charlie." So, Alice was reassuring Esme. How odd. I had always seen Esme as the reassuring one.

It was bizarre that the rest of the Cullen's hadn't known what words had been spoken all those years ago. Hadn't they been just as glad as Edward to leave the frail human behind? Even Rosalie-whom I was always certain, despised me-hadn't a word to speak.

Still, Alice's words reassured me; but only for the split second it took me to consider the meaning behind them. This wasn't right. Edward was going to see Charlie. I momentarily considered Charlie's outraged reaction to his returning. It didn't matter; Edward would be able to survive any attack my dad could muster.

And, just like that, I had been distracted. This was the worst plan of action that could have occurred. I had been stupid enough to allow my shield a momentary lapse, but that had been enough.

I could dimly hear an echoing gasp from just above and I knew I had been discovered whether the discovery was plainly visible or something other. Still, it was again, lucky that I hadn't just been bestowed the ability of shielding.

It had always seemed foolish to me, that a vampire be able to shield and shape shift all at once. What would this gift do for a vampire whom was nearly undefeatable as it was? But under the current circumstance, I could view this under-used ability in a whole new light, entirely.

The question was; who was I supposed to be? I settled on a woman with jet black hair and green eyes. My body was at once slender and perfectly outlined in clothing I hadn't even considered. I was wearing denim pants-that part was fine -the shirt however, was one I had always remembered Edward liking and, therefore, not at all suitable enough if I had indeed been discovered. [A/N: This is a reference to the shirt Edward had commented on the day he brought Bella to his house.]

"Look!" Emmett's voice boomed from above. I shifted so I could see him again. The one thought that had never before occurred to me, was that my eyes were of a different color than a vampire would primarily be accustomed to.

I was so adjusted to living in a world with humans that I had never found it necessary to consider the coloring of my eyes. It was only with others of my kind that my heartbeat became the issue. Surely the absence there of, would be noticed and my cover blown. Why did I have to be such an idiot.

"Edward thought that is was B-," Rosalie slapped his shoulder before the rest of my name could spill out. You'd think, even Emmett, would catch that my clothing now differed from that of the person whom had jumped. It was all an illusion of course, but I knew that this wouldn't turn out as I had intended it to.

Esme appeared nearest Rosalie; closer to the edge now. She peered down at me cautiously, wrongly assuming that I was human.

"But…if she jumped, she would be dead by now." I was at once grateful that Edward wasn't there to hear Alice's thoughts; he would be the first to see through me deceit.

"Es-," Obviously, my lying hadn't improved by much. It was evident that in one half-spoken name I had almost blown my cover entirely.

"I'm one of you," I corrected myself, praying fervently that they wouldn't pick up on my moment of hesitation.

Emmett's eyes locked onto my own and I knew what he was seeing there. Emerald as they were, my eyes didn't belong in my form. It wasn't natural that I look different, and therefore, my singular aspects, would stand out the most.

"Your eyes…they're green." He remarked; leave it to Emmett to point out the obvious. I sighed as I readied myself to form an excuse. I knew that I would only become tangled in my lies later, but all I needed was time enough to escape.

"Would you believe-,"

Esme interrupted my well articulated response, but I was all at once thankful that she had done so. I didn't want to face their questions just yet.

"Emmett, at least allow the girl to speak to us properly." It was here that she paused and turned back to me. "Why don't we continue this once you've come up here, to explain?" Great. She may have interrupted me, but it wouldn't take long for me to reach their level and by then, I would be ambushed with their questions.

Even so, a new, more pressing, thought occurred to me. Felix and Demetri were still watching me. It was with their imprisonment, that I was so much as allowed to return in time for my funeral. Aro could see the capability of my powers, even if I could not and that made me all the more desirable to be held under his control

I knew they wouldn't permit time for conversing. But, if they didn't, I would be forced to show the remaining Cullen's exactly who I was. Alice had already seen a glimpse, but it wasn't enough to reveal my true identity.

I would only be allowed a matter of seconds to act. I couldn't climb up to where they were. I had to run and run before anyone decided to pursue.

I had never considered what my running might lead to. I had never considered that the figure that had long since turned its' back on me, would only return. I hadn't anticipated a full out pursuit and therefore, I hadn't been expecting the outcome that I would soon be faced with.

The one thing I would always regret: I hadn't stopped to consider the implications that were only to follow suit...and sooner than I would have liked to admit.

Please review if you want the next chapter...and I'm sorry it took me so long to update this time. My computer's being awful and I've come really close to just throwing it out the window altogether...But, it shouldn't take me this long next time. If I get at least five reviews, I will update later tonight...say, eightish? *hint/hint* Thanks to everyone who's waited for this chapter to be uploaded; I love you guys!