"Swan was last seen in the company of Declan Bute, a young tourist who met Isabella at the Tiki Bar around 7:30. While local authorities are still questioning Bute, several eyewitnesses reported seeing him at the bar all night and that Swan left alone."

I felt Edward's eyes on me, staring at me, but I couldn't pull myself away from the television.

"What is happening…?" I muttered.

Edward's cell phone rang immediately. Twice it cried shrilly before he answered. I wasn't sure if this was his imperfect human reactions or the shock of the news bulletin.

"Alice? She's fine." I could hear the other side of the conversation, too. Alice was livid.

"I know that!" she hissed. "Forks won't get the news till tomorrow, Carlisle went to visit Charlie to let him know things are all right."

"But –"

"What the hell, Edward? Do you have any idea what I went through yesterday?"

"Alice, it's not that—"

"My vision went haywire. I couldn't see you or Bella. I'm not sure what I was seeing."

"And you didn't call us?" I heard Alice let out a deep, exasperated breath. When she spoke again, I couldn't make out the words. Edward motioned for me to sit by him.

"—but it stopped after a while. I could see again and everything seemed fine. And then it wasn't."

"What do you see now?"

"Blurs. Snatches of color. Futures that couldn't possibly be yours. I only saw the news report because I was watching Charlie when I couldn't get a read on Bella." Edward bit his lower lip.

"Alice. Alice, I'm human now." A pause. Edward pulled the phone from his ear to see if she hung up. No, she was still there.

"I don't understand."

"You can't see it?" Another silence.

"I don't see anything."

"And Bella?"

"Edward, what do you mean? You can't. You can't—"

"It's a little hard for me to believe, as well. But….

"How?"

"I'm going to explain it as best I can to Carlisle. Hopefully, he'll have some answers."

When Alice handed the phone to Carlisle, Edward explained what happened on the beach with Declan, and the transformation that followed. Carlisle's silence lasted much longer than Alice's.

"Have you ever heard of this happening before?"

"I'll need to do some research, Edward. But, for now, you must stay safe. I will have answers for you and I will call you as soon as I do." Carlisle's voice was flat and strained in such a way that I had never heard him before. Before Edward could speak again, Carlisle had hung up and he frowned at this development. He looked at me and I knew we shared the same thought. There was only one other person who could give us answers if Carlisle could not.

There was an argument.

Edward was convinced a vampire was responsible for the murder on the beach.

"What if it's just Declan?"

"That would mean the best case scenario is that you will be confronting a human murderer rather than a supernatural one. It doesn't seem like a sound plan."

"All of this," I gestured to the television, "is a message."

"You're not going. Not alone."