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Jacob:

I was racing myself back to Forks. Back to La Push. I had heard and seen the conversation that had taken place between Sam and Edward, and I knew that I had to get home. There was nothing beyond La Push that I wanted, let alone—ever needed to see again.

"Sam…" The bloodsucker had started out, with Bella… oh god, Bella…

"There is more danger coming, and we need your help. Just like last time. This time…there is going to be more. And they're much more powerful."

Sam seemed to hesitate when he heard "more powerful," and I heard him ask around to our brothers.

"Fight?"

They all replied with the answer: "Fight."

I knew that I had to fight. I had to fight to save Bella. If this was my last chance to take Bella away from the idea of becoming a Vampire, then ….I would take it and use it.

"They're one of the most powerful vampire groups in history," Edward continued. "They have powers that have more strength than my own. It's no longer little things like mind-reading, but the illusion of intense pain. They can see your past—your longings. They'll use it against not only you, but to us as well. We're all in danger."

"What do we get out of this if we help you?" Sam asked.

I knew what he wanted. He wanted the Cullens to leave.

They had caused this horrible curse on us.

They should leave so it could go away.

…if only things were that simple…

"Our absence." Edward whispered. I could see Bella's face through Sam's memory. Her face was of shock, but then…realization flooded her eyes and she knew that this was the only way. It was at that moment that I wished I hadn't left La Push. That it had been me that he had confronted with this problem. He had a lot of guts to go to Sam and ask for help. I'm surprised Sam tolerated it.

"Deal." Sam agreed.

Edward shook Sam's hand and they separated.

I was in front of Bella's house now. The windows were dark. The moon was full and shadows were surrounding the small house. Tomorrow would bring a new day… a beginning for her. For him.

And an end of a life.

Or…perhaps more than one.