Renée showed up about two weeks after Bella started breaking down again. I went to La Push, trying to stay out of their hair. It was spring break.

"Thanks for trying to stop Victoria," I muttered.

Sam Uley tried to read my face. "Shouldn't you be at home? With Bella."

"Charlie said that I should stay here until he and Renée decide what they are going to do with Izzy." I looked at him. "Tell Jake that I'm here, please."

He nodded and left to continue patrolling the woods. Emily, Sam's girlfriend, sat down beside me. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"I don't think you can bring Edward back," I whispered. "I don't like him, but if it would help Izzy…"

The scar-faced woman took my hand. "You know that the pack couldn't support that decision."

"Yeah, I figured as much. I don't even know how to find out where he is." I got up. "But I really do wish we could find some way to make this better. I feel like this is my fault."

"No, its no—"

My cell rang in the middle of her assurance. "It's Charlie. May I?" She nodded. "Hey, Da—"

"Bella's missing."

I blinked and walked outside. "WHAT?" I yelled.

"She's missing!" I could hear Renée screaming in the back ground, hysterical.

"Do you have any idea where she could have gone?" Charlie asked.

"I don't know." I started walking mindlessly around La Push. "Did she leave a note?"

"No." Something on the other side of the phone beeped. "I'd better take this other call. It might be Bella."

"Call me when you find her," I said quickly, as he hung up. I shivered. I had walked down to first beach, and a storm was coming in. I had accidently left my sweatshirt and Sam and Emily's place. All I was wearing under it was a thin black short-sleeved shirt.

I looked down and my eyes nearly popped out. My pants had felt tight when I put them on that morning, but I had just pulled on my sweatshirt and left. Now I knew why all my clothes had felt weird for a few days: I was showing.

I heard a rattling noise over the sound of the wind. It startled me, and I looked up. Bella's truck was pulling up on a cliff. It stopped and back fired. Bella got out.

I started running up the path to the cliff. It was as if seen this before, that night in woods. My first vision was coming true. Bella was going to jump. I skidded to a stop, as she stepped toward the edge. "NO, IZZY!" I yelled, as the wind picked up, and she jumped.

At a dead run, I ran up the rest of the path and came to a staggering stop on the lip. "No, Izzy, no." I jumped in after her, even though I wasn't a strong swimmer.

I ignored the cold wiping of the rain as I balled up to increase my speed. I dropped into the water and dived, getting to Bella and pulling her to the surface. She was paler then usual, and the skin around her nose and mouth was turning blue.

"No," I whispered, struggling to keep us both afloat. I looked toward the shore and saw a figure standing there. "HELP! SOMETHING'S WRONG!"

At the fastest speed I had ever seen, the person ran into the water and swam toward us. "MAY! WHAT HAPPENED?" It was Jake.

"IZZY JUMPED!" Bella and went under as a wave knocked into us. I lost my grip on her and she came up before me. We both coughed as I broke the surface. "HELP ME GET HER TO SHORE!"

"I GOT HER!" Jake yelled over the screaming wind, but I could barely hear him. "CAN YOU MAKE IT BACK?"

"I GOT IT, JAKE! JUST GET BELLA TO SHORE!" I swam the same direction he did, and managed to hit land seconds after he did. Pulling myself on shore, I coughed, "She okay?"

Jake was hitting Bella on the back. "Come on, Isabella, breathe."

Bella coughed, spitting up water. "I—"

Sam came up behind them, "Harry Clearwater died. Everyone's down at the hospital."

I crawled to sit next to Bella's soaking form. "Bella, are you okay?"

She coughed again. "I'm fine. I wasn't expecting the undercurrent." She coughed up more seawater. "I just need some water."

I coughed too and let out a wheeze. "Are Charlie and Renée down there?" Sam nodded. "Then no. It's getting dark and Bella probably needs some sleep." My twin nodded. "Can we sleep at your place, Jake?"

"Course," he said, without thinking.

Bella stood up, stumbling. "Thanks, Jacob."

I got to my feet, feeling ten times heavier under the weight of my sea-soaked clothing. "Emily wouldn't have any dry clothes we could borrow, would she?" I asked Sam.

I didn't catch his response, but he ran into the woods, shifting as he went.

Jake wasn't watching Sam. "Let's go. He'll meet us at the house." My throat was burning. I gulped back the pain. "Are you okay, Baby?" he asked.

I struggled to nod. "I'm gonna be fine." I turned to Bella. "Are you going to be okay?"

My sister kept her eyes on the path ahead of us, and acted as if she hadn't heard me.

I suddenly felt a wave of nausea and stumbled. Jake stared at me, expecting me to complain. "I'm fine," I assured him.

He turned, so he was looking right at me. "I didn't say that you weren't fine, Liza." He reached out to take my hand, "I just hate to see you hurting."

"I'm fine, Jake-Jake," I repeated. "Bella jumped for fun. I'm not upset about it."

"Why do I think you're lying?"

I wrapped my arms around his neck. The heat coming from his body seemed to reflect the drizzle. "Jakey-Doo, you sound like an over-concerned boyfriend."

Jake leaned in toward me. "Relax." Using his thumb and pointer finger to lift my chin, he said, "It makes lies easier to believe." Jake and I hadn't kissed on the lips since I was eight and he was six. Of course, it wasn't a real kiss back then.

I tangled my fingers in Jake's hair, keeping his face close. The warmth of his half-naked body was drying my clothes, despite the rain.

"Yo love birds!" Jared yelled.

Jake and I pulled apart, and I felt the heat rush to my face. "Hey, Jared."

"Jared?" Jake asked. "What are you going here?"

"Sam ord—asked me to bring you this!" Jared threw something in a plastic bag at Jake's head.

Jake caught it a flash of speed and handed it to me. I opened it, using my body to shield it from the rain. It was my sweatshirt. "Thanks, Jared!"

"Not a problem, pale face! Stay out of trouble!"

"I'm pregnant! How much more trouble can I get into?"

Jared laughed and ran off. I tied the bag shut and walked toward Jake's house. "I've always like Jared."

Jake looked at me in disbelief. "You knew him before?"

"I sorta knew about the entire pack-thing before you did. Not that they were werewolves or anything, but yeah…" I scratched the back of my head. "But, yeah, I guess I did." I winced, expecting Jake to yell in anger.

Jake kissed my cheek. "You wanna go inside yet?"

I nodded. "Yeah. Let's."