I decided to run to Bella's house. Jasper got sick of me a couple of days ago, sending him my feelings of worry and anticipation. I had a bad feeling in my stomach the whole time I was gone. This was Bella we're talking about. She probably just kept falling while I was gone. Thinking about her, I speed up, wanting to be with her sooner. When I got there, I noticed that Blacks' truck, Bella's truck, and the unmistakable scent of a soon-to-be werewolf.

Something was defiantly wrong. I was supposed to be able to hear three heartbeats but could only find two. I also couldn't smell Bella's beautiful scent that almost made me lose control the first time I saw her. Bella couldn't be here, but why was her truck still here? Surly, the dog should know where she is, so I turned into their thoughts.

I wonder where Bella is. Charlie said that she was here when I called. We have to warn...

So, Billy doesn't know where she is, so I tuned into Jacob's thoughts.

Why was it so important for us to be here, anyway? Dad could have just called here and told her what he needed to say.

I decided to make my appearance then. When I came out of the brush, they did not notice me at first. Deciding to have a little fun, I went to stand behind them. They were both too wrapped up in their thoughts to see me walking up behind them. Billy about how to tell Bella how dangerous us Cullens were and Jacob about how weird his dad had been acting lately.

"Hello," I said, chuckling silently to myself when they jump, "any ideas where Bella could be?"

Jacob helped turn Billy around before Billy started to glare at me. "As if you don't know," he sneered.

"I wouldn't have asked if I knew, now would I? Now, do you have the slightest clue as to where she could have gone?" I could feel my temper rising by the minute by their unresponsiveness.

The wind chose the perfect time to blow. First, it sent Jacob's becomingly stench right into my face. Next, I smelled blood, not just any blood, Bella's. I slowly walked toward the door. I would have run, but I knew I couldn't. I could be caught by anybody that just so happened to pass by and the fact that Jacob didn't know he was a werewolf yet. The closer I got, the more potent the smell became. I could feel Jacob staring down my back, confused.

What's he doing?

"There's blood here," I replied. It wouldn't give me away, and you could see some blood seeping from under the door, not enough to be visible from far away.

"There is?" Billy asked from behind. Of course, he would be able to figure that out—damn bloodsucker.

Yes, if you come up here, you can see it."

"Can you get in?" Jacob asked.

Trying to open the door without revealing Bella's oh-so-secret hiding spot for her spare key, I wanted to open it the door. It was unlocked. When I entered, I was shocked. No, that would be the understatement of the year. I was utterly horrified at what I saw. Looking around the house, there was nothing in sight that was not utterly destroyed. The kitchen had its table and chairs broken into pieces. The living room had glass everywhere from the broken picture frames, chairs practically sawed in half, the TV was destroyed. There was nothing recognizable in the walkway. Jacob went upstairs to survey the damage of the upstairs. Thankfully, after seeing his thoughts, nothing of importance was destroyed, just some minor knick-knacks that could be replaced. The real shocker was the messages that could be read in bright, bold red letters in every room. The first read:

Come and Get your Daughter, Gibbs
~Ari

There was also another message that read:

إلى زيفا شقيقتي،
أنا آسف لديك أن تشارك في هذا. يجب أن تبقى أنت فقط بعيدا.
~ آري

I knew it was in Arabic, but I had no clue what it said. It probably came from the same Air guy that signed the first message.

"Billy," I finally spoke, monotone unable to express any emotion. "You might want to call Charlie and tell him about this."

"Already on it," Billy replied, unable to keep the shock out of his voice.

I decided to sit on the stairs, putting my face in my hands, and trying together my emotions until Charlie could arrive. After finishing his assessment on the upstairs portion of the home, Jacob came partially down the stairs and sat behind me.

Wow. He really doesn't look so good. I get the feeling that Dad was lying about him being cold and heartless. If he was, he wouldn't be looking like this.

This would have made me feel better if not for the fact that I felt so helpless. I should have been here. I could have protected her. I heard police sirens coming down the street with Charlie's thoughts coming down with it, hazed red with anger. I was so deep in my self-loathing that I didn't hear Billy talk on the phone with Charlie, asking him to return home immediately. Now he was here, and I wasn't feeling any better, but why should I; I could have stopped this all from happening to her. My existence, my whole reason for living, was gone.

Charlie walked in before I could see more. His thoughts and face showed what was on all of our faces just moments ago, if not any more. His thoughts clouded with anger at who would do this to the Chief of Police of Forks' house. Then confusion as Forks was a quaint little town that was usually quiet and was without trouble most of the time. Finally, his thoughts were of understanding as he read the messages on the wall. Although he could not understand what the second message said, he could clearly understand the first one.

"Come and Get your Daughter Gibbs." Gibbs' daughter died years ago. There is no way that this Ari guy could possibly have Kelly, but then again, Bells looked like Kelly when she was younger.

Well, that cleared up some things. He obviously had no idea who this Ari guy was, and Charlie didn't know, then probably no one in the whole town knew who he was. He also knew who this Gibbs guy is. This could help figure out what happened to Bella since he knows why this could have happened.

"I need to make a call," Charlie finally spoke, stepping outside the house, probably wanting some privacy. It wouldn't help much with my hearing.

After dialing in a number, Charlie and I waited for someone to answer, Charlie outside the house and me inside. After five rings, a voice picked up.

"Hello."

"Yes. Gibbs, are you there?"

"Charlie. What's going on? You should scared?"

It's Bella."

"Well, she does attract trouble. What could it be this time?"

"She's gone. There are messages with your name on them and signed by the guy named Air and..." Charlie was quickly cut off.

"I'm on the way with my team. Make sure to touch nothing!" He hung up before Charlie could respond again.

Charlie came in the house looking slightly relieved, and yet his thoughts were filled with chaos. All of us picked up on it instantly.

"What happened?" Billy asked like Jacob wanted to know what was going on. I, already knowing what was going, looked up at Charlie, looking curious to not raise suspicion.

"Gibbs is on his way," Charlie replied as if that cleared up everything for everyone.

"Who's Gibbs?" Jacob asked the one question even I, the mind reader, didn't have the answer to.

"You'll find out when he gets here."