Life was meaningless. These past few months I tried hard not to think about that moment but watching the love of your life die isn't easy. I would have thought putting a bullet through my head might cause more pain at one point, but of course that was wrong. I wish she had just ripped my heart out instead of dying. I would have rather had those vamps chomp on me if she were still here.

The bottle of whisky kept me pretty content as it took away the pain. The sadness. The Cullens were too distraught to stay anywhere near civilization so I assume they packed up and headed to Alaska. And where am I? I'm back in La Push, with a job at a local store, sulking whenever I'm alone. I'm sure it's not the reasonable way to be doing this, but I don't have a choice and I don't think I care either way.

Nessie is gone and she's never coming back. The ring I planned to give her sat in a chain around my neck. My bedroom gave me the solitude I preferred. My father, Billy, was out and about. I supposed even he was tired of the way I'd been acting. Rachel eventually stopped trying to get me out of my room, and Sam didn't dare order me. Even though I was Alpha, he was still trying to tow the line without me.

All dreams I had of marrying her faded that day. That day I thought my heart had been thrown into acid. I felt so stupid; why did I let her stab my hand without stopping her? I thought it was just something to distract them, but I should have known better. Edward told me she was trying to shield her thoughts from him and it was hard to tell what she was thinking. The way their faces lit in pain was atrocious and it was all my fault. If I hadn't put down that barrier that night, she might still be here.

I took another guzzle of the whisky. It had been a year. I still wasn't in good shape. So this was what happened when the object of the person's imprint died. It was awful and no matter what I did, the pain never ceased. I glanced at the clock, three it said. I had to get to work soon but if I was lucky I might get a hangover and call in sick.

Yeah, if only I should be so lucky. I pondered for a moment what Bella was doing and how she was coping. Even if I had loved her and a lot had gone wrong after I imprinted with Bella's daughter, I still loved Bella as if she were my 'little' sister.

I haven't had contact with Audrey in a while. I honestly didn't know what she was doing and at this point I was beyond caring. But…But somewhere in the back of my mind I remembered the promise I made Nessie that I would visit her every day. I hadn't seen her all week. Groaning, I rolled out of bed, transformed and ran into the pouring rain.

The grave was still the same as any other day, but damp. The roses that I normally put there every day had blackened and died. Most were scattered. Glancing around, I frowned. The Cullen's place looked deserted, which it was but…still. I wondered idly if it was the best idea to leave Renesmee in this 'cemetery' or if we should put her grave somewhere else. We didn't have a body but we did burry what ashes were left of her.

I think I at least owed her an apology, "Sorry I haven't been here for you the past week. I guess you'd probably be telling me it's a good thing but I'm not getting better. I don't think any of us ever will. I don't know. You're probably mad I keep drinking and smoking but else can I do? It's not like I have much choice. I know you wanted me to use this key but for what? I don't know what to. I haven't heard from anyone in a while!"

"Sorry, sorry." I rubbed my face in my hand, "Look, I just wish I had a hint. Something?"

But as always I had the same nothing-reply and walked away with tears stained in my eyes.

Audrey's POV

(AN: Audrey is still in London; her leaving was a spoiler somewhat.)

I glanced all around me at the papers but nothing. Gah! I was becoming irksome. It was a wonder the pack had avoided me for so long. I hadn't fed but I really didn't care much. Nessie was counting on me. She could be suffering in the flames of Lucifer and here I was hungry? That pissed me off more; I threw a piece of wood out the already broken window.

"Hey watch it," the voice of my cousin called.

"Go away, Erich," I moaned.

He was in my bedroom now, his scent over powering. He stepped over the papers, which was hard, because they were everywhere. His face, smirk, held amusement but his eyes held fear.

"Cousin, haven't you ever heard of keeping control of your temper?"

"Have you ever heard of what they call men who stalk women?" I muttered irate as I flipped the page in the book.

"Ow, that hurt, Audrey."

"Hush," I commanded and he did. I had to admit, being what I was, was dangerous but had advantages as far as power went. I skimmed the page while he had his mouth shut.

"Okay, what do you want?" I said after a minute turning around meeting his fake innocent expression.

"Your father wants you home," he said.

I groaned, "I'm not going home. I have a promise to keep."

"To that vampire hybrid? She's dead. You know as well as I do that she can't come back."

"She can and she will."

"Do you even know what dimension she lies in?" he questioned.

"What do you think?" I asked rhetorically.

"She might not be in Lucifer's chambers. We don't even know where our mother is."

I sighed with guilt. No matter how upset I was, I couldn't speak of his mother. She was a great person far better than my human mother who abandoned me for alcohol and lust. I was at least grateful I had Erich and Anna's mother.

"I'm sure she in somewhere peaceful. Her death was not meaningless, Erich. Don't let my behavior tell you otherwise but this is something I have to do," I answered respectfully.

He nodded, "Figured. Anna bet me you wouldn't listen. She's always right."

I almost laughed, "Yeah."

He wasn't being sarcastic. Anna was never wrong. She tried but she wasn't. Whatever she said was a reality. And that was how we escaped the vampires for so long. But with the Volturi gone, it was irrelevant. That put a thought in my mind.

"What if I asked Anna what dimension Renesmee was in?"

He shook his head, "She's not psychic. It might not work that way."

"It has to, Erich. I promised her I would save her. This necklace she gave me glowed right after her funeral."

For once, Erich was take by shock. He had a glance of confusion, "But there is only one realm where that is possible and you and I both know that."

He didn't have to say anything for us to know he was referring to the spirit realm. The realm where those scared of judgment day wandered, those still clinging to their human life. That was the spirit realm but if that were the case I would be able to contact her with an Ouija board, or something. But all that happened was the glow of a necklace. It was unheard of to make things glow.

I was thinking of taking a visit to a certain witch. She owed me and she understood all this. But maybe just maybe she could bring Renesmee back. She revived the dead thousands of times. It didn't work that one time but this was different. My aunt was already gone, her spirit could not be found, but if Nessie could still talk to us, still be around then maybe just maybe she could be saved.

I hoped, I prayed on this. But I would need help from Jacob Black and the last I heard of him, he was doing bad. I didn't blame him. I felt bad too. Nessie died because of me. She used my mind to help her. If only I hadn't been so exhausted and weak, she would be alive.

Erich sighed, "Audrey, cuz, don't beat yourself up over this." He grabbed me in a tight hug.

"I love you, too. Renesmee would have wanted you to be happy. Why are you killing yourself over something impossible as this?"

"Because she was like my sister, and therefore a half of me." (Copyright: Yeah, I borrowed it from TOBG. Sue me)

"Spare me the cliché," Erich stated then said in a softer tone, "I know she was. But she's gone now."

"You didn't let me finish," I stated flipping the page in a book, "She's half of me. Therefore, that means I would know if she's dead. She's not dead."

Erich sighed, "Fine, but your father is going to want to see you so don't blame me when Elliah comes here on a rampage."

I frowned but said, "Let him come"

The last thing I heard was a growl. I didn't care. Father or no father, I wouldn't let Renesmee suffer. Even if hell froze over which if I wanted, would happen.

Sighing, I picked up the phone. My father would come back to nothing. That witch, Drusilla, would help me. I only hoped Jake would be willing to assist me when the time came. I gulped before grabbing my jacket and leaving the house.

=CLAPS DORKILY=

I'M BACK.

Yes, it was short. Sorry guys. But I was at a loss for words and I don't want to give away to much in the next chapter. I want this one to be as mysterious and leave you guessing as much as I can. Lol, Sorry. Please review.

And because it's short, I will give you this much. =Sorry, I know it's not really much=

-Renesmee's whereabouts will not be revealed until a much later chapter.

-Jacob is yes, coping badly, but when an old friend comes by with news, you'll see a big change.

-Characters will be missing in most of the story this time.

- And this time the bad guy is someone, if you paid attention to last story, will not be too shocking but somewhat.

- I will introduce about several new characters. :D

Well, like I said R & R. I'll updated ASAP.