I was completely and utterly torn. I wanted to go to Volterra. I wanted everything to just be over with. I wanted to be with my angel for one last time, yet a part of me wanted to stay, to find out what was happening in Forks. I wanted to know why I was in the forest with the wolves in Alice's vision.

It was too late to change my mind now, though. I was standing at the foot of my bed, eyeing my suitcase. I didn't need possessions where I was going, yet I'd packed a bag full of clothes just to keep a low profile. I did up the zip and lifted the bag off of the bed. The rest of my family sat downstairs in the lounge room, Jasper was on the phone to the insurance company, his voice raised as he tried to explain my accident to them.

I would have to sneak out the window and run the whole way to the airport if I wanted to get there without the others hearing me. I flicked the latch on the window and slid it open. I grabbed for my bag and swung it over my shoulder just as my door opened.

"Carlisle," I glared, my bag dropping to the floor.

"Edward," he whispered, his eyes shifting from me half out the window to the bag of clothes on the floor.

"Edward," he started again, "Alice told me, please come back inside."

I climbed back through the window and sat down on my bed, holding my head in my hands. Carlisle ran his fingers through his hair and sat down next to me.

"Alice said she wouldn't tell," I began.

"Well, you know Alice. She was just looking out for you. But never mind that, we have much more serious problems now," he sighed, closing his eyes, "Did you really think that by going to Volterra, you'd be doing yourself a favour? You're a selfish person, Edward, but this is beyond reason."

"Carlisle, what would you do if everyone thought that you had killed Esme?" I muttered.

Carlisle opened his eyes, "Edward, it was an accident. None of us knew her body would react to the poison like that, you can't blame yourself."

"I know, but nobody knows that I was trying to change her, do they Carlisle?" I murmured.

"No, nobody knows what really happened. Nobody knows that…" Carlisle was interrupted by my door swinging open for a second time.

Alice stood in my doorway, her eyes wide with fear.

"Alice?" Carlisle said softly, standing up.

"I had another vision," she paced back and forth around my room. Carlisle grabbed her by the shoulder and spun her around.

"Alice, what is it?" he said sternly.

Her voice wavered, "The Volturi are coming to Forks."