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Peter's Point of View
For the first time in a long time, I'm not feeling any danger coming at us. Our talk with Edward was very informative for him, but I was glad he'd been taken care of even if we didn't get to kill him.
Now I had a date with my beautiful mate. They would be OK without us for a week while we traveled. I had something special to show her and I didn't think she'd want to leave any time soon. So we went off into the mountains, not straying too far from home but going to a little glade the I had found near where the land turned snow covered at the top of the mountain.
Emmett and Rose were taking a holiday as well, but they'd be traveling to the city. Rose was in the mood to shop and Emmett was in the mood for after Rose finished her shopping expedition.
Jasper and Bella deserved the time alone. They'd had so little of it.
Jasper's point of view
Bella and I would have the entire house to ourselves for a week. It's not that we didn't love our family but time alone was such a rare commodity when danger is always knocking at your door that we decided to take full advantage of it. Starting with the rug in front of the fire.
It was five days into our vacation when we finally made it to the bed after some time in a long hot shower. It was worth putting in that tank-less hot water heater for this week alone.
We finally got dressed when we heard our friends coming back. Though I could have done with another week apart.
At least we thought it was our friends coming home at first. As fire begins to consume the side of the house we realized it was something entirely different. Bella and I jumped clear of the fire and ran around the house to meet the arsonist.
Carlisle stood there in Jeans and a sweater watching the house burn to the ground. Bella's shield wrapped around him quickly and he finally realized he wasn't alone. The fire did not take us, and he was in a world of trouble.
Bella's Point of View
It wasn't newborn rage that took me now. It was a cold, dark, infernal rage that filled me. My shield snapped in place around Carlisle.
"What should I do with you now?" I asked.
My hair was flying around my head like snakes and my very hands were shaking. My vision was covered with a red haze.
"I'm so angry, what do I do Jasper?" I asked but I couldn't hear his reply.
My shield collapsed around Carlisle while I was speaking and like it had a mind of it's own it began squeezing him. Soon he resembled a ball of vampire skin and venom. I couldn't hear his cries over the rage pounding in my ears. I squeezed harder and like with the rocks, Carlisle exploded raining down bits of vampire flesh that felt like stone. Jasper shielded my body. Only then did I come out of the rage induced haze. My eyes cleared and I could hear again.
I tried wrapping my shield around the fire and suffocating it but it was beyond my power. The fire raged on, eating our home with hungry flames. Jasper stood beside me as I tried again and again to stop the fire. Eventually stopping me.
"It's gone, Bella, he said."
With a thought, I picked up some flame and set it on pieces of Carlisle. It jumped from one piece to another, consuming all in its path. When Carlisle was gone the flame burned out and purple smoke filled the air.
I looked at our home again. Peter and Char appeared next to us. "I tried to get here," Peter said. "We were too high up."
Jasper only nodded while I sobbed dryly into his neck.
"There are other homes, Bella. We're safe, that's all that matters." Jasper tried to calm me.
We moved back when the roof fell knowing it was far too late to save anything inside. I turned away. Keeping my back to the flame and ruin. "I'm sorry Bella," Peter said.
I took deep unnecessary breaths trying to stay calm. All that work for my newborn time was gone. Where would we go now?
We waited through the day for Emmett and Rose to return. When they finally arrived it was Jasper who was able to explain what happened. I tried not to cry when I spoke but it was a useless effort.
Thankfully the cars had not been harmed and with no luggage, we got in. Driving away from our first home forever.
A few days later we arrived in Canada. We found a remote property that seemed perfect for our needs and rented it immediately. While Charlotte and Peter went furniture shopping, Rose and Emmett went clothes shopping. Jasper and I used his laptop to purchase other things that we would need.
The next day I went hunting while furnishings and boxes were delivered, not wanting to tempt myself with the scent of the humans. I ran across a wolf pack and started my hunt there. I found that I liked the taste of wolf almost as much as a mountain lion. After a long run, I headed to my new home.
I could smell the humans that had been in and out through the day but though they made my throat burn I could handle it. Jasper watched me carefully as I took in the scent.
"Could we open the windows and clear out some of the scent Jasper?" I asked calmly. I could see him visibly relax. I hadn't noticed but Peter and Charlotte relaxed at the doors as well. Apparently, they were expecting a much different reaction from me.
"Yes, Bella, you can open the windows. I don't think it will be too long before we can take you into town around humans." This startled me. I wasn't even into my fourth month yet as a newborn. Go into town? I'd rather not. As I explored I noted the house was completely furnished. New bedding was on the beds, new books in part of the library. I discovered bubble bath in the bathroom as well as my favorite shampoo and conditioner. Even my favorite body wash was there.
The living room was just big enough. Emmett had a new game system and was already playing away. My closet was full of name brand shirts and jeans now that I didn't ruin them so frequently and my lingerie drawer would please Jasper, though they still wouldn't have pleased Alice.
My mind went dark when I thought about Alice. She had to know what would happen telling Edward where we were. She had better never show her face near us again.
There were new cellphones on the bedside tables for Jasper and me. I looked and they were programmed with all the numbers I needed. I still hesitated to touch it, afraid my control wouldn't be good enough. Jasper encouraged me to carry it. He was confident in my ability to moderate my strength. After an hour looking around Jasper took me down to the library. He picked a book off the shelf and told me to relax and start reading where I left off. What would Harry do next? I read deep into the night and the next morning enjoying every word.
Peter's Point of View
I had failed to warn everyone about Carlisle and the guilt was a heavy burden. If not for Jasper telling me it couldn't be helped I might have continued to beat myself up. Emmett echoed him. Gifts aren't perfect. There just wasn't enough time to warn everyone.
I told myself I'd do better in the future and tried to let the guilt go.