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BPOV

We walked back in silence. Carlisle was giving me time to think and I needed to think A LOT of things through.

Would I ever see Edward again? If not, how would I live through losing him a second time? How would I feel about the Quileutes now that I know about the secret of their tribe?

Upon entering the house, there was quite a seen playing out in front of us.

Edward was pacing around the dining room table, muttering to himself. Alice was on top of the table, pointing at Rosalie, with a wild expression on her face. Emmett looked like he was trying to tackle Alice, but Jasper was holding him back. Rosalie, arms crossed, was glaring up at Alice. Esme was the only one who was sitting down. She had her head on the table and some kind of chord was coming out of her ears. Wait, was that her iPod?

"Children," Carlisle called.

They froze. Esme looked up, sighed, took her ear buds out, and went to stand b Carlisle.

"Do I even want to know?" he asked no one specifically.

" No," the younger Cullens mumbled.

"How did this happen?" Esme moaned.

"I don't know," Alice stated scowling at Rosalie. She jumped off of the table and came over to me.

"Bella," Alice said cautiously glancing at Edward, "We're not blaming you for anything, but is there any way that you could have slipped up and told someone something?"

Seven pairs of golden eyes stared at mew.

"That's impossible. The only person I know that even comes in contact with the Quileutes is… Charlie!" I gasped horrorstruck.

Charlie. Who gossiped with his best friend just like old women.

Billy Black. Charlie's best friend and one of the Quileute elders.

The Quileutes. Pack of werewolves that was coming after the Cullen family.

"But he doesn't even know anything!" I cried in denial. "He couldn't have said anything to Billy that would make him know what you are! Let alone that you made Edward!"

"They already knew about us, just not about Edward," Jasper informed me.

My eyes locked with Edward's and I'm sure that his expression reflected mine. Heartbroken.

Edward pulled me onto the sofa with him, cradling me in his lap, while the others filed out of the room.

He buried his face into my hair, while I sobbed into his chest.

"Edward," someone murmured. Alice.

She sat down next to us, took me out of Edward's arms, and pulled me onto her lap.

And even though I hardly knew her, I clung to Alice tightly and cried on her shoulder.

She held me just as closely, shushed me, and told me that everything was going to be alright.

"How can it be?" I whimpered.

"It will be," she responded fiercely.

After an immeasurable moment, Alice stood me up on my feet and went to join her family, who was waiting by the door.

Edward came up to me, wrapped his arms around me, and softly pressed his lips to mine.

It wasn't the kind of kiss that was a quick peck on the lips. The kind that a husband would give his wife before he would go to work in the morning. Telling her that he would miss her but would be reunited soon.

It wasn't a long passionate make-out session either. The kind when the separation is longer. Like when a man goes off to war. Maybe it is possible that you would never be able to see that person again. But there is always hope.

Honestly I didn't know how to describe it. Sue, it had elements of both kinds, but this was different. Something in its own category altogether.

When the kiss ended, years were flowing freely from my eyes. Edward looked like he would be crying too, if that was possible.

"I'll always love you, Isabella." His voice cracked on my name.

"I'll always love you too, Edward," I promised.

He leaned down, and pressed his lips very lightly to my forehead for the briefest instant. My eyes closed.

"Take care of yourself," he breathed cool against my skin.

There was a light, unnatural breeze. My eyes flashed open.

He was gone. They all were.

I sunk down on the floor and sobbed. My heart was aching in my chest and I couldn't find the will to get off of the floor. I couldn't find the will to do anything.

I woke up with a start.

Momentarily, forgetting where I was, I wondered why I had fallen asleep on the floor.

Then it all came back to me.

I shot up from the floor and ran out of the door. Stumbling as did so, as I was dizzy from the sudden motion.

I skidded to a stop a few feet away from the threshold.

How was I supposed to get home?

I couldn't walk. It was so dark, that I couldn't even see my hands in front of my face. I couldn't call Charlie. I had forgotten my cell phone at home.

"Fabulous, just fabulous," I muttered to myself.

As I paced around, trying to figure out what I was going to do, my shin rammed into something.

"Ugh!" I moaned.

I rammed into something metal it seemed. I out my hands out to see what it was. I was rounded.

I followed it until the texture of the object changed.

It was a tire.

My truck!

I yanked the door of the cab open and saw in the light on the ceiling that my keys were in the ignition.

On the seat was I white piece of paper folded in half with the word Bella written on top and a DVD case .

I got into the truck, shut the door, and read the note.

Bella,

Edward loves you. Never forget that.

The reason that he isn't putting up a fight to leave is that he wants you to be safe.

We told him in the beginning that it wouldn't be good for you if he came back, but he wouldn't listen. He was insistent that he see you again. Even just to check up on you. To see that you were okay.

He truly loves you. Don't let anyone tell you differently.

I know you're confused as to why I'm telling you what you already know, but you'll need this reassurance soon. Trust me. I would know.

Don't give up on us. On Edward. I promise that this will all work out. I have a plan.

We won't be gone for long, just until things boil over.

Be strong. I know that you can.

When you start to doubt, watch the DVD that came along with this letter. BUT ONLY WHEN YOU START TO DOUBT. Otherwise leave it in a safe place until you need it. Do you understand?

Everything will be alright, just as I promised.

Love, Alice.

I really didn't know what she was talking about, but from what Edward had told me, always trust Alice.

While driving home, I was thinking about what Alice had written, and almost didn't notice the car parked into my parking space.

I walked up the porch and heard voices arguing inside.

When I opened the door I stared straight into the eyes of Billy Black.

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