I rested in Edward's arms for several hours until I was strong enough to sit up. I then sat on his lap and leaned on him until I felt strong enough to hunt. By this time we were almost to the Canadian boarder.

"I need to hunt soon," I told him softly.

"I'll call the others," Edward said. He kissed the back of my head and then pulled out his cell phone.

"She's ready," he said when Carlisle picked up. He hung up a second later.

"What did he say?" I asked groggily. I tried lifting my head, but found it took too much energy, so I set it back down on Edward's shoulder again.

"He's going to pull over next to the woods that are up ahead, and since he's in front everyone else will know to pull over too," Edward answered. He pulled my hair back and kissed my neck. "We'll pull over soon."

"Good," I answered. I closed my eyes again, wishing once again for sleep, but knowing that my wish could never come true.

"Are you sure you're ready?" Victoria asked skeptically from the driver's seat. I opened my eyes to see her looking at me worriedly in the rearview mirror.

I gave her a weak smile. "I'm as ready as I'll be today. I can tell when my energy is at its peak, and right now is it."

"Why are you so exhausted this time?" Victoria asked.

"I just moved the entire contents of a house in a few minutes," I laughed. "That takes a little more energy than I'm used to."

"I suppose that would be a little exhausting," Victoria agreed regally with a straight face. I stuck my tongue out at her, and then she grinned.

"Carlisle's pulling over," Edward commented. I tried to move off of his lap, but he held me close for another few seconds before allowing me to get up.

"I'll come with you," he announced.

"I think I will, too," Victoria said.

"We're too close to humans," Edward disagreed. "We don't want you to lose control so close to the population."

"I suppose not," Victoria agreed as she put the car in park. "I'll wait until we're in Alaska, then."

"Let's go," I urged Edward.

"Lead the way," Edward instructed me. I waited until we were in the woods and out of sight from the road to start running.

I didn't run as fast as I usually did. I didn't need to. I was calling all the wildlife in the area towards me, and in order to catch them I hardly needed more speed than a human. They would come straight to me anyway.

It didn't take long for the first deer to arrive. I attacked it without a second thought. Edward took the next, and then I took the third.

When the grizzly appeared, though, I called Emmett. I knew he wouldn't want to miss an opportunity to drain a bear.

Each of my family knew what it felt like for me to summon them. When we were first experimenting with my power it really confused them. They couldn't understand why they felt this sudden urge to run in a certain direction. But as I grew more experienced, and they grew more familiar with my technique, they started to pinpoint what it felt like to be called.

So when Emmett arrived a moment later, he didn't ask questions. He grinned at me and went straight to work, playing with the grizzly a little before moving in for the kill.

By the time he was done, Edward and I were done too, so we all headed back towards the road.

"Emmett?" I asked as we ran.

"Yes, Bella?"

"If you're driving the truck, who's driving the jeep?"

"Jasper," he grumbled. "Rose took her car, and Jasper and Alice took the Jeep."

"I'm sorry," I told him.

"Aww, it's not your fault," he told me. He darted over to ruffle my hair. "It was just my luck."

"Well, I'm sorry anyway," I told him with a smile. We slowed as we neared the edge of the woods and walked back out to the road at a human pace.

"Are we ready to move on?" Carlisle asked.

"I am," I answered, "But I'm not sure about everybody else."

"We're ready," Edward answered.

"Can we go ahead of you, Emmett?" Carlisle asked. "You know the way, don't you?"

"I do," Emmett answered. "You're going to go get the house ready, aren't you?"

"It will be dust-free and spotless by the time you arrive," Esme answered proudly.

"Then you can go ahead," Emmett answered. "I'll endure the horrible clanging from the truck on my own."

"You'll be fine," Rosalie told him. She gave him a passionate kiss, and when they pulled away he smiled.

"Now I will be," he agreed. "I'll meet you guys at the house."

The driveway to our new home was over a mile long, and I had been wondering if we were just driving down a wildlife trail. The foliage lining the narrow path had grown out, and I could practically hear Rosalie wince every time a branch, or anything for that matter, brushed the cars. But we finally pulled into a large front lawn and parked all the vehicles. We walked the quarter of a mile across the lawn to get to the house.

"Oh, it's in worse shape than I thought it was," Esme said downheartedly as we walked towards the house. I knew that she was really looking forward to the challenge of bringing it back to its glory before Emmett arrived, though. She couldn't fool us.

Despite Esme's opinion that it wasn't in the shape she wanted it to be in, the house was still breathtaking. It was a rustic-looking log cabin type of house, with the logs sticking out at the corners where they overlapped with the other logs. It reminded me of a well built Lincoln Log house, only with was much more attractive than any Lincoln Log house could ever be. There were at least five levels above ground, and who knows how many under. The windows sported navy blue shutters and the door's color matched those. There was a wrap-around porch on the first level and balconies outside every room on the upper levels. I could smell a pond somewhere in the back yard, and the woods encompassed the whole place for miles around, making it a nice, secluded spot for us to live.

It was perfect.

True, the paint on the shutters and door needed touched up, and even from outside I could smell all the dust inside, and there were a few boards that were rotting and needed replaced, especially in a house full of rowdy vampires, but all in all it was simply perfect.

We stepped inside the house to look around and make sure everything was in order, but we didn't get very far.

The inside of the house was in shambles. Every piece of furniture was ripped and overturned. The windows were all broken, which we couldn't tell from outside because of the shutters. The floors were torn up, scratched, and just overall ruined. The stairs were crushed in, making it impossible for us to go check the upper levels. The walls were all bashed in to make one room, and once we were inside we could hear the minute creaking of the house as it struggled to stay upright. It really needed those walls, the ones that were no longer there. A strong wind could mean the end of the house.

"Oh my," Esme moaned, the pain evident on her face. "What happened?"

Everyone glanced at Alice. She glared back.

"I can't see the past, and if I would have seen this, I would have told you," she snapped.

"It's fine, Alice," Carlisle assured her, trying to calm her down. "We know you would have told us. We just need to figure out what happened."

"It looks like this happened recently," I commented as I carefully walked forward, dodging the uneven places in the floor. "The dust hasn't settled again in some of these clean streaks, which means it had to happen under a week ago."

"There's still dust in the air, too," Victoria commented. "It's all stirred up."

"Who would have done this?" Esme questioned, the pain evident on her face.

"It doesn't smell like werewolves," I offered, thinking immediately of our "natural" enemy.

"It doesn't smell like anyone," Edward corrected me. He was obviously frustrated.

"Let's start cleaning up," Carlisle said. "It's a good thing we have the moving truck, we can use it to haul everything to the landfill and then use it to bring more supplies here so we can rebuild."

"It's a good thing we don't start school for a few weeks," Jasper commented. "It will take that long to fix everything."

"We need to go upstairs and see if there's this much damage up there, too," Rosalie suggested.

"I'll go up," Edward said. "I have practice jumping in second story windows," he grinned at me, and I grinned back.

"I'll come too," I offered. "We'll be back down here in a little bit."

Edward and I went out the door and jumped up to one of the second story balconies. We gently pushed open the doors, careful not to step too hard. We didn't want the floor to go crashing down because of the lack of support from downstairs.

"It's just as bad up here," Edward called downstairs. Not as many walls were bashed out, but the floors were ripped up, as was the furniture. The stuffing from the bed and feathers from the pillows were strewn about the room.

"What's that?" I asked, indicating some stains on the wall. I gasped and quickly backed away in horror when I got a better look.

"Bella, what's wrong?" Edward asked in alarm.

"Read it!" I commanded.

"Read what?" Edward demanded. He looked at the wall and then looked at me again in confusion. "Bella, honey, I don't see anything. What are you looking at?"

"You don't see the blood all over the wall?" I asked skeptically.

"No," Edward answered patiently. "There's nothing there, Bella. If there was blood on the wall, I would be able to smell it, and see it, but I can't smell anything except the dust."

"So you can't see that message on the wall?" I demanded, give Edward a panicked look.

"Bella, calm down, there's nothing there," Edward said, crossing the room to hold me in his arms.

"Yes, there is," I said softly, turning to bury my face in his chest. "It says, 'Beware, Cullens, you'll be next. By the time we're done, you'll end up like this house.' But Edward, that isn't the most terrifying part," I dry sobbed, and he pulled me closer.

"What is?" he asked.

I looked up at him fearfully. "The smaller message at the bottom."

"And what does it say?" Edward asked warily.

"If you can read this, you'll be the last to die."