Yeah, so this goes for the other chapters as well – Love ya, Stephenie Meyer, and because of this, I borrowed your characters. I don't own them, unfortunately.

Wish me luck. I'm flying on an airplane today from Arizona back home to Michigan... No updates until I find WIFI at one of the airports. The flights will give me plenty of time to write, though.

Renesmee

I hesitantly reached for his high cheekbones with both palms forward.

"No!" He jerked away from me. I was so stunned I missed my momentary opening. His body rolled off of mine in an instant. He reached over and grasped me around the wrist. I could feel the bracelet Jacob had made digging into my flesh.

"You must never show me," He said, his eyes intense. "I need you with me. Until you're ready to be mine alone, I cannot risk it."

I stared, astonished. The man seemed afraid of touching my palms. A slow smile spread across my face, and I reached forward once more.

"No!" He backed away from me, his heels digging in the thick, fragrant pine needles. "Please make this easy. Don't make it difficult." He wrapped one hand around both my wrists. The man certainly had strength. His eyes sparked, and I saw him reach behind his back.

"If you're going to drug me again, know that it won't be as easy as last time. I don't want to go with you." I thrust my hands forward, taunting him.

Quick as a snake, his arm whipped forward and I felt a jab in my thigh. The world slowly faded away, replaced by a fog so thick I couldn't be sure it was real.

I heard, as if from a distance, a voice. "I'm sorry, love. I'm so, so sorry." The mournful note made me want to weep. The poor creature.

My hands wouldn't move. My arms wouldn't move. The world around me shifted and blurred as we moved, going somewhere, somewhere.

Heavy. I was so heavy. The mire in my head, the buzzing in my ears, filled the world with nothingness.

"I'm sorry," the voice echoed once more.

Bella

The car silently purred beneath us. I glared out the window toward the early morning; the slight changes taking place outside. The earth stirred as nocturnal creatures crept toward home. Other animals awoke as the first fingers of dawn reached toward the sky.

"There's nothing we can do right now," Edward said, his voice tight. "No matter what happens in the meantime, we have to trust Jasper to find them."

"Jasper, Alice, Jake, Leah and Seth," I griped. "We're stuck in a car."

Edward looked at me, his face softening. "I'm not a tracker, Bella. I wish I were right now, but I'm not. Jasper's the best. Jake is a good two hours behind him. It'll take a while for him to catch up. The wolves need sleep. Jasper doesn't."

I wriggled in my seat, more from habit than need. I toyed with the seatbelt. I fiddled with my hair.

The airport was crowded, as usual. Edward coolly handled the parking lot, lines, and boarding an airplane as though this were any random outing. My mind whirled and spun dizzily with all the horrors my daughter could face. I didn't know how it was possible for him to project such calm.

The layover in Texas wasn't much better. I started to bounce my knee, waiting for our flight. Waiting.

I glanced over at Edward, studying his face. His eyes were dark. Purple circles under his eyes stood out against the pale flesh of his cheeks. He watched my examination with interest.

"I think we should have hunted before we left, but I couldn't stand to wait another minute," I said, stroking his cheek. Tingles, fire, then awareness. Even with my daughter in danger, I still appreciated touching my husband.

"I understand and agree." His eyes twinkled. "There are plenty of big cats in the rainforest."

"Good hunting?" I asked, seeking a topic other than our shared misery.

"Excellent hunting." He glanced around the other seats in our section, then leaned forward to whisper in my ear. "Last time I was there, I found some extremely large panthers. Tracking those cats – " his voice trailed off, and he smiled with satisfaction. "Mountain lions, panthers, they're all better than deer."

He nudged me gently and whispered low enough for the humans to miss his message. "That man over there thinks we're going on a hunting trip. Exotic game."

I thought back in time, skimming over our previous conversation. Nothing incriminating had been said as far as I could remember. "Will he realize what we mean?"

"No," he chuckled. "He's trying to mentally trump panthers with the time he fished for blue marlins."

I leaned back against the seat, rolling my eyes. Humans.

We boarded the flight uneventfully. I stared out the plane window, watching the scenery below. I'd never appreciated airplane rides as a human. They'd just been a way to travel. Now, the fields, homes, and foliage, or lack of in some places, held my attention. The acute vision I'd been gifted with allowed me to focus the miniature world below, seeing minute details clearly. My daughter could be down there anywhere.

"What are you thinking?" Edward asked, his head tilted to one side.

"Wondering if we've passed over her head already." Truthfully, the idea that Renesmee might have been directly below caused my breath to catch. So close. She could have been so close to us and not known it.

"Most likely they haven't gotten too far." Edward reached over and caressed my hand. He traced my palm; the lines so like a map. "Jasper is incredible. I have complete faith in him."

"The drug, though," I finally broached the topic I'd been dreading. "What if he's –"

"He wouldn't." Edward's firm tone, set jaw clearly ended all friendly talk on the subject. He grasped my hand and squeezed it. "I'm sorry, love. It's just not something I'm prepared to deal with yet. I've managed to escape thoughts of Renesmee -" He pursed his lips and thought - "being too adult, you could say. I don't want to think of another man taking advantage of her. She and Jake are meant to be together. It would destroy him to think of Nahuel touching her. As far as I know, Jacob's been a perfect gentleman." He grinned slightly, the corners of his lips turning up. "Either that or he hides it very well. Renesmee too." His lips brushed the back of my hand. "I'm not sure what to do if Nahuel's –" Edward cleared his throat uncomfortably. "We'll deal with him."

I pursed my lips. "We really should have brought Rosalie. I think she could have helped on this score."

A glint in Edward's eye told me he agreed. His dark eyes held a hint of danger; obviously thinking of his daughter's captor. "Don't worry. I think I can manage."

Edward's maniacal thought was interrupted by the small silver phone in my pocket. Jasper and Alice. I swiftly pressed the answer button.

"Bella?" Alice's voice sounded agonized. "I'm sorry. We found a place in the woods where she got away from him. They ran a long distance before struggling in a clearing. It looked like he wrestled her to the ground and eventually overtook her again. Then there was another syringe. We followed the tracks back to where it seemed Renesmee originally started running. There was a stream nearby." She took a halting breath. "His trail ended there."