A/N: R&R if you so desire.

I do not own Twilight, I just play with the characters.

BELLA

The double idiots sit in what they probably think is stoic silence. It really comes off as petulant and toddler-esque. They are seriously sitting there, pouting.

"Well, I see things worked out well for you," Grim says as he approaches.

"Where's my mom?" Jen asks him. That is a good question.

"She faded back to your time. It looked like she timed out," Grim says.

Jen just nods. That makes sense. Jen's mom wouldn't count on waiting around her parents entire lives for Jen to show up. Also, whoever she conned into helping her would not want her around for a really long amount of time and draw attention. Questions would be asked. The truth would be found out through probably excruciating torture. Having a time limit would be the logical thing to do. At least now we don't have to track her down.

"What are you going to do with them? I don't sense their death anytime soon," Grim seems more amused at that than anything.

"I have something a little better for our long term plan than killing him," Jen sounds a little sinister when she says that.

"Do tell," I respond, completely interested.

"I'm thinking memory charms," Jen informs us.

"Good plan," I agree with my friend.

A memory charm would enable us to write out a history for this time. We would plant what we want for the magical families to hear. Jen and I decide on the history. The idiots found us. One of them leads us on a wild goose chase. The other one enchants Jen's magical grandparents so that they cannot conceive for a few years. Since Jen's mom was born about a year into their marriage, that should appease the future versions. Jen takes the one and fills in the chase sequence for his mind. I take the second one and fill in the holes to make him really thinks he is brilliant. I hope we don't go overboard. It would be hard to believe if these guys act too out of character. There is only so much a stroke of genius can allow for someone acting out of character.

Grim seems very amused at our antics. Well, what he calls our antics. Apparently slayers usually dispose of people that they feel have served their purpose. That makes sense really. I mean when you consider the kind of society that the clan has. But Grim does not say anything. He's very good at the whole being supportive regardless of how insane he might be concerned you are thing. That might be why he and Mary Beth work well. Some of her ideas and plans seem really out there, but they always work. What else can you expect from the oracle though?

We send our little puppets on their merry way, thinking that all went in their favor. Their brilliance, or luck, will be all they need to advance their placement in the potential magical regime. They didn't suspect a thing as they traveled back to our time. That might have been the easiest acceptance of forged memories that I have experienced, though my own personal knowledge is rather limited in the matter. Jen does not seem very concerned and she has uncanny intuition with regards to the functionality of spells.

Jen and I watch over her maternal grandparents for about a decade more. On the day we see another team coming around we head back to the clearing. Our part of the plan is over. We only had those two visitors. Maybe those idiots that want witches to rule again have accepted the story that we sent them. Probably not, though. But they didn't send anyone back to our assigned decade.

Everyone is waiting for us when we get back. Well, of course they are. We get back at the moment after we left. It was the agreed plan. I'm happy to see that every team made it back unscathed. But it seems like the magical families have not put up much of a fuss…

"What happens if they send someone else back now?" Emmett asks, clearly confused on the entire plan.

"If they send someone back, then we would have found them because we were there," I patiently explain.

"Miss you," Edward interrupts as he wraps his arms around me.

"Sheesh, she was only gone for like a second for you. She had to go a whole decade and you don't see her going all to pieces," Rose shakes her head at her brother.

The squabbling soon engulfs everyone around me. I look and notice that Jen is nowhere to be found. That's not like her. Something must be on her mind. I think about going after her until my husband's lips meet mine. In no time I'm lost in the kiss, trying to convey how much I missed him. Was there something I was worried about?

It's a beautiful morning. I walk with Edward to school and start to head for my first class of the day. On the way there I pass near Jen's office…wait… I could just whack my head against a wall. I completely forgot about her behavior when we got back yesterday. I will just head right there and ask her about it before the school day starts. Eliot and Jen appear at her office door just as I turn the corner. I hastily move back around. That felt like a moment between them. I guess I'll have to wait until end of the day before I head back to check on her…maybe I could swing by during lunch…

Nope, Eliot beat me again to Jen's office during lunch. That tears it, there is something wrong and I will find out what it is. Jen should not be acting this way, our mission was a success. When I reach the lounge, Edward looks anxious. Can't a girl be running late? I raise an eyebrow to challenge the look, but he does not take the bait.

"Where's Jen?" Dakota asks me quietly even though we know everyone is listening and can actually hear us.

"In her office with Eliot, I think we need to talk to her after our last class," I answer.

"She has been acting weird since we got back," Dakota comments. I want to correct her and say that the behavior started while we were gone and has gotten progressively worse, but I don't. Jen deserves privacy, just not at the cost of her life. Why would I think that her life is in danger at all? I just don't get this situation.