Jake and I remained quiet. As he chewed on his half finished pancake, I wondered. If he was dead…then what did that mean about me? And if he wasn't, then what now? It did become clearer how four boys could have taken Jake on, with a half vampire in the pack. But he didn't look very vampiric to me. I'd always noticed that my family and I stood out from others around us. We were considered inhumanly attractive. Apart from an unusual pallor, he hadn't seemed…beautiful. I stopped thinking when I heard the front door close from below. I got up.

"Be back." I said before leaving the room.

Grandma was downstairs, hosting bags and bags of groceries in her arms. She was balancing them while she closed the door. I ran to her before she let some fall and grabbed the two that were dangerously leaning.

She smiled as she saw me.

"Hey, sweetheart!" she beamed. "How do you feel?" she added as we walked towards the kitchen.

"Good…better." I said as I put the stuff down on the table. "I made breakfast."

She smiled again.

"Is Jacob awake?"

"Yeah, we ate together."

"'Morning, Esme!" we heard a voice boom from above. Jake's hearing was sharp too.

She laughed.

"Good morning." She said back.

I looked out the window, distracted. I could hear Grandma telling Jake she'd gotten his favorite type of cereal, but distantly, as if my mind was shutting them out. I could only think of the blond boy. What had happened after we'd left? Had he awakened? Had he attacked the pack? Was he dead, dying, alive, looking for us? I barely felt Grandma's hand on my shoulder before she asked, worried:

"Nessie, are you all right?" Her eyes were alert, concerned, and wider than usual. I sun towards her and nodded, trying to pull off an innocent, confused expression. She didn't buy it, and eyed me suspiciously.

"Are you sure? You look worried."

"I…just have a lot on my mind." Wrong answer. She raised her eyebrows and placed her fists on her hips. I figured she was confused as to why a person who'd just recovered her love would be worried now. She wasn't going to let this one go.

"Tell me, please." It resembled more an order.

I took in a deep breath.

"Can I die? I mean, logically, is it possible?"

She was taken off balance. She blinked various times, and felt my forehead. I smiled. Maybe I was going a bit crazy.

"Why would you…Why do you want to…why?" she said, stammering.

"I mean, I am half human, right? So, technically, couldn't my heart…stop?"

I did know that my heart rate got slower and slower every day, as I was now fully grown physically and soon to be a complete…zombie.

Grandma looked a little mortified. I hoped she wasn't thinking I was planning something.

"I just…Jake thinks…" I sighed. This was a lot more difficult than I'd wanted. I breathed in slowly. "A half vampire attacked Jake."

Grandma's mouth fell open, her eyes changed from concern to fear.

"I…oh my…honey…I…" She dashed to the phone, leaving me behind.

Well, that was interesting.

I went back to pondering. I could hear Gran's voice talking pretty frantically to Granps on the phone. I sighed.

Great.

Now I was going to worry everyone.

I had to be sure. Again, adrenaline pulsed in my ears. I walked towards the door and left, uncaring of my off the bed appearance. My focus was on my destination. I had to go to LaPush. I had to find Sam. I had to ask.

Now.