Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight

Chapter Four

Bella's POV

Though no one could tell, I saw my cousin's sadness. Every five minutes I saw her look out towards the forest. I knew what she was looking for; she was looking for Michael. The last time I saw her looking I went up to her.

"Honey, you gotta stop. It's been three months. Stop torturing yourself."

"I can't, Bella. I just can't. He's out there somewhere. What if he's hurt? I want so badly to go and look for him but his pack won't let me."

She started to cry and I pulled her in to hug.

"It's gonna be okay, hun."

"Not until I find him…"

That was a few days ago. I've heard my cousin cry, and I know the others have too, but she hides it well.

I was sitting on her porch, watching the sunrise when Edward came and sat down next to me. I leaned on him and rested my head on his shoulder. He wrapped his right arm around me. It was silent until we heard Annabella's alarm clock go off.

"Bella, she doesn't get much sleep, does she?" Edward asked me.

I shook my head. "No, not at all. She's up until two in the morning crying and she gets up at five to start on her chores."

Edward sighed. "I wish she would let us help. I don't know why she won't."

"It was a big shock to you to find another that you can't read their mind, wasn't it?"

"Yes! I can't stand it."

I laughed and kissed him on his cheek. "It's okay. Annabella says everything that's on her mind. Well, almost everything."

"What happened to Michael anyway?"

I sighed, "Michael and his pack went to go find the other wolf pack that was trying to move in on their territory. As they were looking for them, the pack ambushed them and Michael, he's the Alfa, and the other Alfa got in to it. The intruder pack started to retreat but Michael wasn't going to let them leave without knowing who was boss. He ran after them and hasn't been seen since."

"From the way it sounds, I think maybe…"

"Don't say it, Edward. It would break Annabella if she heard you."

At that moment we heard her come down the stairs. She opened the screen door and greeted us.

"Morning you two!"

"Morning, Annabella." I said.

"Good morning," Edward said.

Annabella smiled at him before turning to me. "Can you help me today? I need to bring out the hay barrels to the field for the horses."

"Sure. Do you want to help too, Edward?"

"Yeah, I'll help."

"Good. Fallow me." Annabella waved to us as she walked towards the barn.

It was dusty in the barn and it bothered my sensitive nose. I could tell it bothered Edward's too. We climbed the ladder towards to loft and once we all got up, Annabella gave up pitchforks.

"I wonder how Carlisle would feel being on this end of it instead of the other." Edward said, chuckling.

I laughed and Annabella smiled. I looked at her carefully and saw that she was sad. No, sad wasn't the word. She was depressed.

As we piled the hay on to the lowering platform, it hit me why she wanted help today. Not because it was too hard for her, but because she would be alone, in a high place.

I dropped the pitchfork and looked out the top of the barn where the hay gets lowered out of. I saw how high it was. I turned back to Annabella and grabbed her shoulders.

"Bella, what's wro-?"

"Annabella! Why?"

"Why what, Bella?"

I looked at her with pleading eyes. I didn't want to say it.

Annabella looked down with shame. "That's why I wanted you two to come with me. I didn't want to feel alone." She looked up at me with tears in her eyes. "I'm scared of what I'm going to do if I'm alone." Her tears started to fall down her tan face, her ocean green eyes were drowning in them. I held her as she cried.

I petted her hair as I held her. "I know." I kept saying.

"How?" she managed to ask.

"I just know."

Edward looked at me with sad eyes. I gave him a small smile before I turned my attention back to Annabella. We stayed like that for a while before she pulled away.

"I think I'm okay, for now." she said, picking up her pitchfork. "I have to get this done before 7:30. Then I gotta make breakfast for Remmy and the others, and Jacob…and Renesmee."

"What about you?" I asked her.

"I'm not hungry right now."

I looked at Edward with a worried look. "I'll go talk to Carlisle." He said to me so fast Annabella couldn't hear.

As Edward started down the ladder, a giant brown wolf leaped on to the loft. Its eyes looked sad and it held something shiny in its mouth.

" Jason," Annabella said, "what are you doing here?"

The brown wolf whimpered and came over to Annabella. She bent down and held out her hand. Jason dropped the shiny thing in to her hand. I saw that it was a silver necklace.

Annabella's face looked horrified. Jason started to howl a heartbreaking howl. I heard it coming from the distance too.

Annabella's POV

It was his. It was Michael's Celtic cross. He never took it off. He told me once that the only way he would ever take it off was when he was dead.

I clutched my hand in to a first, the necklace biting in to my skin. I heard Jason start to howl; I knew what the howl meant. Jason and the rest of the pack were mourning Michael.

I felt my heart shatter in my chest. I could feel the tiny pieces go through my veins, stabbing me as they went on their way. A sea of tears came to my eyes and spilled on to my face. They were dropping like rain drops on to the loft floor.

The shards of my heart started to come back to their starting point and when they did, I screamed the most heartbreaking scream my ears have ever heard.

Jasper's POV

I was talking to Rosalie and Emmett when we heard the wolves start to howl. Jacob came running up to us, with a worried look on his face.

"Jacob, what's happening?" Emmett asked him.

"They're mourning."

"Mourning? Mourning what?" Rosalie asked.

"Their Alfa has been pronounced dead."

"Their Alfa? Who was the Alfa?" I asked.

Jacob looked at me. "Michael was."

When those words left his mouth, I felt the strongest heartbreak I think even surpassed mine. I heard Annabella's pain. It was so intense I couldn't stand. I dropped to my knees, clutching on to my heart.

Annabella's heart was broken, and now so was mine.