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I smoothed the hair from her face and gently shook her awake. It was five in the morning and I had to run her back home. She mumbled something I didn't understand. I sighed, wrapped her in a blanket and picked her up bridal style. She would sleep in my arms then. I got a raised eyebrow from Emmett as I took her down the stairs and out the door. I didn't even act like I noticed him follow us. I knew he would, he had instantly grown attached to Bella. I had a feeling there was something more to that, but I wouldn't deal with it now.

I got her safely into her bed a short time later. I sighed and stood by the window, thinking over the fuckery that was happening. I had no idea why exactly these vampires would be such an issue. I knew sometimes vampires liked to play games with other's pets... But we were just to large of a coven. Not saying that I'm in the Cullen coven, but I'm in Jasper's and he's a part of the Cullens. To an outsider, with us all here, we are a coven. Second largest, only being rivaled by the Volturi. It was incredibly stupid to attack us.

Emmett, Esmé and Edward were running in the woods outside of Bella's house. I had a plan in mind. Today was Friday, Bella would ditch classes go to the funeral and receive a call from her best friend Alice. Then Alice would work her charm and invite Bella over for a sleep over since all the boys in the house are camping. Bella will then suggest that Charlie goes on a fishing trip with Billy Black that he's been itching to go on. That get's both of them safe. Running would be stupid, we shouldn't be separated.

I hates that Edward was this close to her, but something I couldn't deny was the handiness of his gift.

Don't let that go to your head pretty boy.

I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more to this. It was driving me to near insanity. It was six thirty now, Charlie was awake and Bella was softly snoring. Well she was up until she went completely still and silent, her eyelids fluttered. This was normal when she had her 'dreams'. I ran my hands over my face and into my hair. I didn't want her to see anymore violence, feel anymore pain. She awake not long after, but didn't tell me anything. Simply saying a confusing word that mildly hurt me.

"Can't. " She pulled away from me, going to her closet to find some nice black clothes before she went downstairs to ask her father when the funeral was.

I pulled my hair back and snagged a black hair tie from her desk. I needed to be dressed in all black, and I needed to make an appearance at her door. I leaped from the window running back to my truck.

That's when I got my first glimpse of them.

The others were still protecting Bella. I was alone on my way back to the Cullens house, I smelt them, but it was to late. They were in front of me, nearly a hundred yards away. Two males, and a female with vibrant red hair. They were dirty, their clothing torn in places, blood spots, but other than that it was expensive. Or at least fakeexpensive. The girl wore some sort of fake fur coat, the blonde male a leather jacket, the male with the long black hair wore a leather trentcoat.

They looked like they belonged in an episode of Buffy, they couldn't have been very old to have such tastes. I stopped my thoughts of their clothing, worried I was turning into Alice or Edward. I shuddered inside.

"Your pet is lovely, care to share? You seem to be the one that's scent is the most in her home." He's been in her home? I didn't let my features betray me. In fact the part of me earned from war, years of violence and my asshat moves, quickly slid into place. I slowly unbuttoned the long sleeve shirt I wore. Shrugging it off, showcasing my scars more prominently.

A hiss escaped the female, the male with black hair took a step back. The blonde one smirked.

"Do you really want to go against all of us? You have no idea what you've started."

"Well.. Looks like to me that your alone now." He went for me, a snarl ripped from my throat as I crouched forward, but he was jolted back. The woman had grabbed his arm, shaking her head rapidly.

She had a gift. She had the sense, but limited. To danger perhaps. "Going to let a woman tell you what to do? Com'on boy. Let's have a go. See who walks away."

"James this is-" The black-haired one began but was silenced by a single stare from the now named James.

"James, no matter if you leave now or attack me, you will die. That's already been set in stone, no one tries to take what is mine. So why not just do this now?" I didn't want Bella to go through the pain, his actions would lead to that. I wanted it over now, even if I was hurt. I wouldn't die. I knew I wouldn't die, I could take them, but I would end up hurt. I just didn't know how severely. It didn't matter anyway, if she wasn't hurt, then everything would be fine.

"We have to leave. Now." The look in the woman's face most of told James something, because they ran.

I followed, after a few moments, Jasper, Charlotte, and Alice joined me. They separated, each going a different path, I chose to follow James. Jasper was torn between myself, and Alice, but in the end he went with her to follow the female. That left Charlotte to the black haired wimp.

He was good. He knew how to run, to cover his scent that was almost non existent. He had to have a gift as well. I was a good mile behind him before I hit the treaty line of the reservation. I stopped in my tracks. I didn't know if the wolf gene Carlisle had spoken to me was still around, but I didn't want to chance it. I let loose a string of profanity loudly, punching a tree in my little rant.

"I'm to sexy for my shirt, so sexy it-" I flicked open my phone.

"Jasper?"

"Charlotte got the black-haired one, he's alive."

"Go west from where you are at right now." Alice stated, as soon as she uttered the word 'west' I began running.

They were far out west from where I was, apparently we ran a long time. I didn't really notice, which was very fucked up since I had a built-in vampiric time clock. My rage and protective instincts were leading me in this. I couldn't let it guide me, I needed to actually think this through. Yet as soon as I saw him I was filled with rage.

Charlotte's tiny frame held him by the throat as Jasper growled at her side, he to had took off a top layer, wearing a black wife beater to expose the hundreds of scars on his arms. The vampire was shaking with his fear, arms loose, making no move against Charlotte.

"Who are you?" I said leaning against a tree opposite of him, I couldn't look mad. We were playing bad cop good cop here, and unfortunately, I had to assume the role of reasonable.

"My name is Laurent. I've traveled with James and Victoria for many years, but this was supposed to be our last game. I've grown tired of it, and I want to explore other things. "

"Oh, I'm supposed to believe that? Do you realize how many people say 'this was the last time sir, it won't happen again sir.'" I crossed my arms. "Tell me their gifts. I know they have them."

"Victoria knows when to run. James is a tracker, he's something like I've never seen before. He's better than the Volturi's." Another point to prove that running was a horrible idea.

"What is his plan?"

"He wants the girl, I don't know why but he wants her. "

"He can't have her."

"I know. I knew that, but he doesn't listen. Your coven is to large, we couldn't take you if we wanted."

"But you don't want?"

"No, he just said to get the girl and run. I always thought there was something important about her."

"Do you know anything else?"

"No. Will you let me go? I'll leave, I'll never come back here."

"I can't risk that Laurent. You see, the girl, she is important, she's my mate. I can't let anyone come near her, not after how long I've waited."

Charlotte locked eyes with me, and I nodded simply. "Please! Pleas-"

The smoke and its pungent scent rose in the air. A warning to James, and frankly any others that wanted to take what was mine.

The day went as planned, the funeral was somber, Charlie agreed to Bella's plans and the idea of fishing. An ode to Waylan, the old high school gang was going out for the weekend. Bella packed her bag's as I said 'Goodbye' as I was invited by the boys for camping. Her father's worries were crushed with the kind words of Esmé.

Bella was near silent the entire day. I had told her of Laurent, she took it well, but yet something made her so silent. It must of been the dream she had this morning, the one she couldn't tell me about. When she came to the Cullen house with Alice, they were clinging to eachother. A old photo album was in Bella's hands.

I frowned, eyes narrowing on the object.

"I.. Have to tell you guys some things. Seems like I always bring news. I barely even know half of you. I'd like to tell you how sorry I am for all of this. "

"Bella!" Alice said in a frustrated tone.

"Alice!" Bella mimicked her voice, making the little freak roll her eyes. "I've already told Alice in the car, I'm sorry I couldn't tell you earlier Peter. I had to make sure I was right." My frown worsened.

We all went to the table where Bella began to tell us of her latest vision.