A/N: I own nothing, but the storyline. If you are under 18, please don't read this story. I had a hard time with this chapter, but Bell 1 AKA Aunt Bell helped me out with her awesomeness. There is a wee bit of graphic material in this chapter which will be indicated with this symbol *** If you see it and don't want to read the graphic part, skip down until you see *** again and the graphic stuff will be over.

Tissue Warning, I cried a lot in this chapter.

Chapter 7: The Meeting

BPOV

At some point I fell asleep in Carlisle's arms. All the crying and losing my father had left me feeling exhausted. I woke up to the feeling of air rushing past my face. Opening my eyes I realized that Carlisle was running with me cradled to his chest.

I buried my face in his chest until he let me know that we were in the clearing. I looked around and saw Sam in his human form and the others in their wolf form. I knew Edward killed Leah and I could see Seth hunched in on himself. I knew he was in so much pain.

"Carlisle, put me down please," I whispered. He set me on my feet and I slowly made my way to the gray wolf that I knew to be Seth. He looked up at me and I wrapped my arms around his neck and cried. I could feel his body shaking with his grief. I cried for Charlie, Esme, and Leah. All three deaths were my fault. I was the worst kind of monster out there.

"It's not your fault Bella," Jasper called out. "I can feel your guilt from here. Please stop blaming yourself," he pleaded.

I kissed the wolf's cheek and turned to Jasper. "It is my fault. If I would have kept my mouth shut my dad, Esme, and Leah would be alive. I should have done what Edward told me to do," I sobbed.

Several wolves were growling and Carlisle walked over to me and wrapped me in his arms.

"Bella, you cannot blame yourself for Edward's actions. He is the one at fault and he will pay for what he has done," Carlisle spoke softly.

"Carlisle is right Bella," Sam responded. "The pack was informed that Edward was abusing you and you were told by him to keep quiet, but Bella you must know that eventually Edward would have killed you. I believe he would have killed Charlie even if you never said anything. The pack does not blame you for Leah's death either. Please, do not feel guilty for something that was out of your control," Sam spoke firmly, yet gently.

I nodded, unsure of how to respond. Jake made his way over to me and bumped his head against my arm. I turned and gave him a hug and he whined. He was crying with me and that only made me cry harder.

Jacob lowered himself to the ground and I sat with him. When my crying slowed down, I looked up and noticed Carlisle was still standing next to us. I released my grip on Jacob's neck and extended my hand to Carlisle. He helped me to stand and I ran my other hand through the fur on Jake's neck for a moment.

Removing my hand from Jacob's fur, Carlisle and I walked back to where we were standing on the other side of the clearing. I leaned into Carlisle's side and he wrapped his arm around me securely.

"Sam," Carlisle spoke quietly. "I am sorry for the loss of Leah. I offer you and the pack our deepest condolences. Edward needs to be dealt with quickly. Not only did he kill Charlie and Leah, he also killed Esme." Carlisle paused for a moment and I grabbed his free hand, trying to offer him some kind of help.

He squeezed my hand gently and rubbed soothing circles on my back, but continued to look at Sam and the pack. Sam walked towards us and placed his hand on Carlisle's shoulder in a comforting gesture.

"It seems that Edward knew exactly what he was doing. With Charlie's death, Bella needs comfort and support, as well as protection. Esme's death has made you more vulnerable. And Leah was one of our best fighters."

"You think he planned this?" Emmett questioned.

"I'm no psychic," Sam looked pointedly at Alice, "but Edward definitely damaged us all with these deaths. He has weakened us and we will need to stand as a whole to take him down."

"Sam," Alice spoke quickly. "I cannot see him doing anything. The last vision I had of him was while he killed Charlie. Edward knows how to evade my visions. If he goes on instinct or makes a last minute decision, I will have no warning to offer anyone."

"So, he could have made a last minute decision to kill Charlie, Esme, and Leah?" Sam asked.

"No, that's not what I'm saying. I think Edward decided previously to kill them. It's like you said Bella, Carlisle, and the whole pack are vulnerable now. Edward had to have known which deaths would hurt the most and I don't think he's done. Whatever he is planning to do, he will come back for Bella. And I don't know if I will see anything in time with hopes of stopping it," Alice explained.

"We're completely in the dark here, Alice. Edward could be around somewhere right now, listening to us. Picking out useful information out of our minds," Rose said panicking.

"Oh god, Carlisle. What do we do? I cried. "He could come after you when you least expect it or me for that matter."

As Rose's words and mine sunk in the rest of the family circled us as well as the pack. I noticed Jasper, Emmett, Carlisle, and Sam were scanning our surroundings. The wolves were growling and shifting their positions, as if they were preparing for battle.

"Let's continue this conversation at my home Sam. I don't think we should stay out in the open. Not knowing what Edward will do is unsettling," Carlisle said and scooped me up in his arms.

Jasper, Emmett, Jacob, and Sam (now in wolf form) ran in front of me, Carlisle, Alice, and Rose while the other wolves ran behind us. We were a united front. Two families banded together by death. Quicker than I realized we were back at the Cullen home, my home now too.

Carlisle and I ran inside with Alice and Rose. Jasper and Emmett stood outside scanning the woods while the wolves changed to their human forms. Once everyone was inside, Rose lowered the metal shades that covered all the windows, keeping us somewhat safe for the moment. Carlisle sat on the couch with me tucked against his side and Jacob sat on my opposite side.

"Jake, I know that Charlie's neck was broken. Do you think he died quickly and painlessly?" I wondered. I hope my father's death was fast and without any pain.

Jake sighed, "It was definitely quicker and less painful than Leah's death."

I sucked in a sharp breath, "What happened to Leah?"

"Bella, maybe it would be best if you didn't know the specifics," Jacob responded.

"I want to know Jake. Edward killed her because I didn't keep quiet. Sam, tell me please."

Sam looked to me and then Jake and back to me. He took a deep breath and blurted out, "Jake and I were phased and linked to Seth's and Leah's mind. We saw when Leah picked up Edward running towards them and she told Seth to run. She wanted to protect her brother. Seth took off in the opposite direction that Edward was coming from. We could see Leah growling and snarling as Edward approached her. Leah lunged at Edward and then her mind went blank. We knew she was dead because we care able to feel it when someone phases and she didn't phase. Seth turned back to Charlie's house and he was closer. I didn't want him to die too so I told him to wait for us, but Seth had to get back to his sister. When we got there, Seth was lying next to Leah's dead body." Sam paused and took in a shuttering breath. "Bella, Edward ripped Leah's throat open and she bled to death before we got there. Jacob phased and ran into your dad's kitchen, but he was already dead and Edward was long gone."

I jumped up and ran to the bathroom and violently threw up. I was shaking so hard and the ringing was too loud in my ears. I laid on the cold bathroom floor and prayed for the darkness to come take me. I was in a never ending nightmare and saw escape in sight. I opened my eyes when cold strong arms lifted me off the floor. Carlisle was holding me to his chest again, handling me a bottle of water.

"I'm sorry Bella," Sam was apologizing to me as soon as we walked back into the living room.

"It's not your fault Sam. I'm the one that wanted to know what happened," I told him honestly. It was my fault. Maybe I should find Edward so nobody else has to die because of me. Jasper gave me a pointed look and I leaned into Carlisle and allowed myself to succumb to sleep.

A/N: The next chapter is already written and I am just going to read it over and see if it needs any editing before I decide to post it. Chapter 7 is the funeral so bring your tissues.