A/N: R&R if you so desire.

I do not own Twilight, I just play with the characters.

BELLA

It feels like there is little air. I am simply amazed. One might even say speechless. Mary Beth and Grim? I don't know if I can wrap my mind around this.

"We have been seeing each other for a year as of yesterday," Grim interrupts my thoughts.

"…a year?" is all I can manage to get out.

"Yes, since I am up for the position of leader in my clan, she did not want others to question how I got the nomination at my tender age. So, we don't spread around the good news," he smiles that goofy smile again.

"I believe last night you also asked her to be your wife," Jen adds.

"That explains your impatience with his silence," I comment. Breathing is getting easier.

"I don't know why you never asked about that. I mean, Mary Beth can be gruff, but she still has quite the following of hopefuls buzzing about her," Jen snickers.

"It just never occurred to me, I guess," I answer.

"Is the oracle alone in your time?" Grim asks hurriedly. He sounds really worried.

"We can't tell you that," Jen says firmly.

She is absolutely right. If Mary Beth is alone, then that could mean that Grim dies in the war to come. It could also mean that he left her…or that she left him for that matter. Then, if they are still together and we told him, would he stay with her because they share true love or because we told him that he would? Time travel sucks. People make it out to be like a vacation, but there are so many things that you have to look out for that it is not even worth it. Well, except in emergencies like the one we are in right now. This headache is really worth it, if it helps Jen and her mother.

"Will you stay very long after this morning?" Grim and Jen seem to have been talking while I zoned out.

"Doubtful. This is the ideal time for someone to make a move. The only problem we might face is that the protection spell we weave won't last until the next team's time frame," Jen answers our guide.

"I have no doubt that you will succeed," Grim assures us of his faith in us. He really only believes in us because of the oracle though. But if she is certain of her vision, then we have nothing to worry about.

"Ever thought that you would be protecting your grandparents after all the shit they put you through?" I ask my friend seriously.

"I did not. But I will do what it takes to protect my mom," Jen is unwavering in her will to makes sure her mother will be fine.

Suddenly, Jen and Grim skid to a stop. I almost bump into them. Someone is blocking the path ahead, but they have their back to us. Jen seems rooted to the spot she is standing in for a minute before she steps forward and addresses the woman in front of us.

"Mom, what are you doing here?" she demands. Wait, as if the whole Grim and Mary Beth thing was not enough…

"The same thing that you are my dear," the woman says as she turns to face us. She looks like Jen. I mean, she really looks like Jen. If I didn't know any better, I would swear they were identical twins.

"I see you take after your mother in appearance," Grim comments quietly to Jen.

"Of course, I made sure of that," Jen's mom responds.

"That way, no one could track down who my father was based on any resemblance I might have had to him," Jen adds.

"I could not let you do this yourself," Jen's mom is pleading for understanding from her daughter.

"How did you even get here?" Jen blurts out.

"I got help from those witches who are my friends," Jen's mom hedges.

"I was unaware you still had magical friends," Jen points out as her eyes narrow.

"All right, they were witches that owed me," Jen's mom huffs.

"This might not be the best place for a reunion," I say as I look around.

"Come with me," Grim takes Jen's mom's hand and drags her off.

Jen stands where her mother was standing and peers through the brush. I move next to her and realize that her mom had picked a really good vantage point to the spot where the meeting was to take place. As we watch, we both remain silent. Jen has never pushed me, and I will not push her. How on earth did her mother think she would be able to help us? She has no magic. Not that magic is everything, because it is not. But one needs to have a method of defending themselves when dealing with witches. Good thing Grim was here. Well, I should say it's a good thing that Mary Beth asked him to tag along.

It's not long before a girl rushes along the road in front of us. I see a flash and Jen and I launch ourselves over her. We make contact with the two witches in the air and tackle them back down to the other side of the road. The girl stops a moment and looks around. Fortunately, the brush hides us and we winded our opponents. We magically bind them and then wait. While the girl is looking around a boy walks towards her from the other direction. They lock eyes. This is it. Jen and I cast the protection spell. We drag the witches behind us as we back away from the scene unfolding with Jen's grandparents.

"You will not be successful so easily," one of our captives hisses as he catches his breath again.

"You just keep telling yourself that," I sneer at him.

"There are others coming. You can't protect them for their whole lives," the other one manages while he still gasps for air.

"Darlin', you just say what you need to in order to sleep at night," Jen dismisses him.