Thankyou for reading my story!I just finished the whole thing, and it's a total of 28 chapters long, which I will post as soon as get the chance. Also, I'm writing a sequel to it, so if you could just comment please and tell me whether you like it or not that way I know if I should post the sequel or not. Thank you, I really aprreciate it and I hope you like it! :)

~17~

The night after the funeral, I had my dream again. It was as usual the same, with the boy falling to the floor and whimpering from agonizing pain, but this time, there were what appeared to be bright orange flames behind him, as though he was on fire. I woke up screaming again, reaching out to hold on to someone, but no one was there. I felt the emptiness in my soul then. I had no one to help me, not my mom, dad, Jacob, or Aiden. I lied back on my pillow, closing my eyes and thinking about what this new twist to my dream meant. I had been so sure that the original dream with the boy was just Aiden after his dad died, but what was this one now with the orange flames in the back? What was going to happen to Aiden now?

Aiden didn't come back to school for the rest of the week. He called me and told me that he needed more time at home with his mom to recover, but that he would be back next week. I understood, but a part of me inside was being selfish and wanted him to come to school, just so I could see his smile again, but I knew I wouldn't see that for a while.

In the meantime, I had someone new to keep me company—my grandfather. My mother had finally convinced him to take a vacation from the Forks Police Department and come stay with us in Buffalo for a while. I was anxious to have my parents back again, I had missed them so much.

"Well, it's nice to see you again, Nessie," my grandfather said smiling at me as I sat across from him, picking at the chicken Alice had made us.

I gave him a tired smile back, "It's nice to you too Grandpa."

Charlie sighed, staring at me. "Look at that, everyday you look more like your mother."

I looked down bashfully, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear as I said, "Thanks, but I always thought I looked more like my dad."

Charlie just hmp-ed, "No, you don't, you have me and your mother's eyes, or well, her old eyes." I could tell that he had hostility toward my father and was holding a grudge, although over what, I didn't want to know.

I laughed to myself, thinking about family grudges, when Alice brought over more chicken for Charlie.

"I've missed you too, Alice," he said.

Alice smiled her charming, glistening white smile, "It's nice to see you again too Charlie."

"Well, thanks for the chicken, it was delicious, but I think I'm going to go watch the game now," and with that he picked up his plate and went out to our living room to put the game on.

"He never changes," Alice muttered to herself.

I sat at the table, staring at the uneaten chicken in front of me, when my mother and father walked into the room, my father's arm around her waist.

"I just got off the phone with Carlisle," my father said talking to Alice and Jasper who was hiding in the corner, "He said he will still need my help dealing with the coven."

Alice and Jasper both nodded. "How is it going? Have they told you what they want?" Alice asked.

I watched him sigh and say, "No, they've been very hostile toward us. They won't talk to us or listen, and one of them must be a shield protecting them all because I can't read any of their minds. Carlisle is afraid to push them too far. The only thing we know is that they call themselves the Altaira coven. We don't know where they're but the wolf pack has chased them away, but they always keep coming back."

Alice looked down; she knew it was only getting worse. "Are you both going back?" she asked.

My father glanced at my mother, reading the expression on her face, and then turned to Alice and said, "Yes, Bella wants to go back with me."

I looked up shocked at my mother, "You're leaving?"

She looked down at me, "I'm sorry, but I have to go. I can't let your father go alone."

"So you're just going to leave me here? What if something happens to me? Or Charlie? You're just going to leave us here?" I said, angry at her for abandoning me again.

"Alice and Jasper will be here for you," she said coming to give me a hug. I pushed her away.

"That doesn't matter! How can you leave me again? Do you know what it's been like for me? You're gone, Jacob's gone, Daddy's gone, and now my best friend can't even come to school because some stupid vampire killed his father!" I screamed.

"I know it's been hard, but this almost over. I have to go with your father, I can't let him go alone," she said.

I suddenly knew why she wanted to go. She didn't know how she would live with herself if my father was killed by these new vampires. She was willing to abandon her daughter, in order to protect her husband. Cute.

I ran past her, and upstairs to my bed. I heard the door open and the next thing I knew, I was sitting in my father's arms. I put my hand to his cheek, showing him the misery I had been going through. I showed him the night Aiden told me about his dad, when I told him about Jacob, and the day of the funeral.

My dad comforted me, "I know."

I looked up into his warm golden eyes, "I just want to go back to Forks Daddy," I whispered. He held me tight and muttered that it would be okay and if things didn't turn good soon, he would tell Alice and Jasper to come back to Forks with me so we could all be together. I wanted to believe him so bad, but I knew he was lying. There was no way he would let me near that kind of danger, he was too overprotective.

The next day, my parents left to go back to Forks, leaving Charlie back in Buffalo to stay with us. As soon as they were gone, I felt the emptiness creep back up inside of me as I realized that they might not come back.