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Well. I am horribly sorry for not updating sooner. I was in DC for the weekend. Computerless. tear I promise (yes, I do promise this time) to update more. Read and enjoy:) Oh wait! This chapter might be a little graphic for some. Those of you with weak stomachs, be warned. :)EPOV

I was sitting at an old desk that was in my room at the Denali house. I wasn't really sure what I was doing there. It felt like the right place to be.

I looked outside towards the lake. It was still dark out. The house was eerily quiet. I supposed everyone was preparing for the trip. Although, how could we prepare really?

The sun would be coming up soon. And then we were off to attack the werewolves. Or at least try to reason with them. And then, providing I survived, I would be off to Forks to reclaim my love. I took out a piece of paper and pen and began writing.

Not a minute after I finished, Alice knocked quietly on my door and walked in.

"Good morning, Alice."

"Hi, Edward. Me and Jasper are about to go down to the lake. Do you want to join us?"

"Sure, I'll be right there."

"Okay. Don't be long." She slipped out of the door and into the hall.

I folded up my piece of paper and placed it carefully inside an envelope. I made sure to breathe excessively on the envelope while I licked it to seal it. Hopefully, the scent of my breath would remain long enough for her to smell it.

Bella.

I wrote her name on the envelope, tucked it away, and headed off to meet up with Alice and Jasper.

"Good to see you all this morning," Carlisle said, somewhat majestically. "As planned yesterday, Jasper, Edward, and I will go ahead and attempt to reason with the werewolves. The rest of you... be waiting for the signal."

"The signal?" Rosalie asked coldly. She was hanging on Emmett's arm, her face expressionless. I felt a pang of empathy for her. I knew how much she loved Emmett and didn't want him to be hurt. But at the same time, I wished she would suck it up. These were innocent human lives at stake here.

"I'll whistle. When you hear it run to us as fast as you can. I don't know how much time we will have if the wolves decide to attack."

Her face remained blank. I looked away and walked to Carlisle's side.

"Any questions?" he asked. "Alright then. If you're all ready..." And he took off.

I took lead after a while. After a while I began to faintly smell that repulsive stench. I slowed a little and whispered to Carlisle.

"We have to lead everyone downwind of the pack. Otherwise, they'll catch the scent and know that we three are not alone."

"Yes, good idea." He stopped abruptly and tested the wind on his finger as I had done yesterday. Then we began to run again. We stopped at our destination: a dense forest patch about three miles downwind from the pack.

I stood by Carlisle's side as we watied for Jasper to say a last goodbye to Alice. They simply shared a hug but it was more than I could bear. It was hard not to miss the extent of their love. It hung around them like an aura. I looked away.

When he joined up with me and Carlisle, I began to lead them towards the pack. I started out by mimicking my earlier pattern. I stayed about a mile in and ran the perimeter. We didn't want to frighten the werewolves. Eventually, Carlisle nodded towards me and we began to run towards the clearing. We slowed up about 50 feet in and gracefully came to a full stop at the edge of the clearing.

They were all laying around a fire in wolf form, so each one of them noticed us immediately. Snarls began to emit from their throats. Carlisle stepped forward. Jasper closed his eyes and stood motionless. I felt the strange calm wash over me.

"Hello, my name is Carlisle and these are Edward and Jasper. I hope we are not intruding."

One light brown wolf growled angrily but silenced suddenly as a larger, almost black wolf stepped forward. He shook himself and morphed back into his human form, somehow slipping on a pair of shorts in the process. He was an older man with deep wrinkles and black eyes. Obviously the leader.

"What is your business here?" he said coldly.

"We are part of a coven of vampires that do not drink the blood of humans. But we have caught the scent of human blood from your area and came to check it out. It's bothering some of our younger members."

"I see," said the man. "It's bothering you, you say?"

"Our newest members have a low tolerancy for human blood. From the looks of it, you aren't very thorough in the feeding process. You've spilled quite a bit of blood. Normally, this wouldn't be a problem for us, but there is such a large amount of blood that it's hard to ignore. Surely, you understand."

"Yes, yes. Well, I am terribly sorry that we have disturbed your peace. But... what and how we choose to eat is none of your business." He soared through the air, changing back into the black wolf, his shorts shredding into pieces. Carlisle's high whistle shreiked through the air.

He landed on top of Carlisle and the two began to fight ferociously. The rest of wolves were standing in a defensive line, snarling loudly and foaming at the mouth like rabid dogs. I no longer felt calm. I looked over at Jasper. His eyes were locked wide open with fear. I could just imagine how all those poor humans felt when they were about to be eaten.

Jasper and I stood perfectly motionless waiting for our back up. Right on cue the rest of our mini army came running through the trees. I caught a glimpse of Emmett. His face was priceless. He looked like a little kid playing in his first football game. Absolutely gleeful, but determined.

The wolves lunged forward all at once. We did the same. I headed for one reddish brown colored wolf who looked particularly cocky. I sifted through his thoughts quickly. He was just like Emmett. This was just a game to him. And he was definitely cocky.

I was reading his every move, but he was still going strong. He was a good fighter. I felt a sharp pain shoot through my left shoulder. He had sunk one of his ugly teeth into it and tore a clean line down to my elbow. It only made me angrier. I lunged at him like a savage. He was finished in no time at all.

I whipped around and took a quick survey. Emmett and Rosalie were paired up on a large gray wolf. Alice was finishing up another. The Denali coven were working as a team, taking on five werewolves. Carlisle was on his second and Esme was violently working on a dark brown one. For the most part we were unscathed.

Except Jasper. He seemed to be struggling. He had several wounds on his arms and blood was seeping through his pant leg. I ran over and sank my teeth into the side of the wolf's neck. He thrashed around violently until Jasper threw a clean punch to his face. It kind of hurt me, but the wolf was done for.

There was still one wolf left, by my count. I scanned the trees. No sign of him. I ran towards the big rock that was at the north end of the clearing. I saw a young, wounded boy lying behind it. He was whimpering and barely breathing.

"Hey. What's your name?" he croaked.

"Edward."

"Sue Clearwater. Remember her name. Tell her that I love her."

"Your name?"

"Seth. It's Seth. Kill me. Please, kill me now. I can't take the pain. Please."

I searched around for the pain he was speaking of and I found it quickly. A large gash ran from the bottom of his rib cage to the top of his hip. His werewolf body was trying desperately to seal it but it couldn't work fast enough. Blood was pouring out through the gaping wound. I could see his organs working faintly through the cut. My stomach executed a small flip.

"Please," he barely managed to whisper.

Might as well put him out of his misery. He was going to die anyways. I reached down and snapped his neck in one quick, fluid motion.

By the time I stepped back out into the clearing, the wolves were finished off. Alice and Esme were tending to wounds. Jasper was leaning against a rock, his face solemn. Carlisle spoke.

"Let's just be thankful no one of our party got seriously hurt." His face was expressionless.

We silently returned to Denali a while later. I checked in with each of my family to make sure everyone was okay. They were. I checked Carlisle last. He still looked blank. I didn't read into his mind. I tried to respect his boundaries. He seemed so unhappy.

"I'm leaving tomorrow," I said. He looked up at me questioningly.

"I can't live without her, Carlisle. I don't have the power. I need Bella. I have to be with her. I'm going back to Forks."

"My dear son, I am so glad you've made this decision. I never thought I'd see the day you'd ever be happy again after leaving her. We will be ready. You will not return on your own."

"Thank you, Carlisle. For putting up with me and supporting me. Thank you. I couldn't ask for a better father."

He smiled lightly at me and I turned back towards my room. I couldn't help the smile that spread over my face. Tomorrow I would see Bella.

Then, I just had to wait for her decision. The suspense was already killing me.

I laid down on the easy chair in my room and looked out over the lake.

Goodnight, Bella, my love. We will be together soon. Please forgive me. I love you.

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