A/N: So, since I have your attention, I'm starting a Twilight fan site. It's more like half Edward Cullen and the fellow vampires and half Jacob Black and the werewolves. So now you have the choice! Ha. So when it's finished I'll post a link so you can check it out! Here's another chapter that I came up with on the spot. I think I FINALLY have an idea of where this story is going. You guys are really devoted and I'm seriously ecstatic about that, keep reading and reviewing.

Edward's POV

I watched her leave, my shining star faintly giving off light as she ran across the yard. I caused her so much pain…but no, I was done beating myself up over the ordeal. I was going to find a way to make this better. In the end, that would be all that matters. My precious Bella being able to beam my favorite grin…even if it wasn't at me.

Her truck blew steamy grey clouds when she barreled down the road, her brakes squealing in protest as she flew around the corner. It took me a second to collect myself before I sped after her. I had to make sure she was safe in her own house before I could think. I trailed, slow but surely, near her car but out of sight. I had a feeling she knew I was following; but as always, she didn't mind.

The cool wind blew against my equally frigid face, my hair messed up more than usual. For just a second, everything felt normal again. I was watching over Bella, my love; protecting her. Nevertheless, it all came tumbling back when I realized I wouldn't be following her upstairs after Charlie went to bed. I wouldn't feel her warmth, her touch, how her rosy cheeks flushed when I stroked her neck…

Is he here yet, Sam? How long do we have to wait, I'm getting hungry…

Who was this; one of Sam's lackeys? It was one of the pack, definitely. The fascinating but agitating teenage gang of werewolves. All of their minds were interconnected, like one big pool of memories and thoughts. Very distinctive; so exceedingly different than other human minds. But what were they doing? Were they waiting for me?

Hey, there goes Bella! Clearly that was Seth, my young ignorant friend. One of the youngest official members of the Quileute tribe at fourteen years old. Sure enough, after Seth's oh-so-observant outburst, Bella's truck swiftly drove by them. I wasn't sure if she could tell if they were there or not.

Good job, Sherlock. Now keep a look out for that bloodsucker of hers. Yeah, that was Paul.

From what I heard, he isn't hers anymore. He had himself a night with another girl, screwing Bella over. Stupid parasite. But, good news, we all saw what Jacob did. About time, I'd say. I flinched automatically at the picture painted in Embry's brain. I deserved it after everything, but it still stung.

Shut up! I think that's him…he's got guilty written all over him.

I passed the line; broke the treaty. I should have known. Carlisle would surely be upset, ruining such a long lasting bond during a spur-of-the-moment romantic antic. But facing Carlisle was clearly the least of my worries at the moment.

I casually walked over, as nonchalantly as I could manage. There were five of them—Jacob apparently still absent—staring up at me. Embry and Quil wore the same face; confused with all the mixed emotions. Feeling sorry for their fellow brother, but still wanting to proclaim peace and go home.

To the right of them was Paul; glaring dangerously, wanting to tear me limb from limb just for the fun of it; always looking for a fight. Twitching to his side was Seth, my young friend. He had a small smile plastered on his face just for me. Part of him wanted to be angry because the others were, but the other part couldn't have it. He was grateful to be a part of the group, even if the position was just to replace Jacob for the night.

Sam was standing straight, his head caulked to the side gazing fiercely into my black eyes, almost mockingly so. His own eyes were blazing with unanswered questions, but he knew they could not all be answered in one simple meeting.

I walked over, nearly five feet away from them all. If I was with my family they would warn me that I was too close—but at this point nothing mattered.

"Sam," I nodded politely in recognition. "I know what this is about, but can't you just let this one go—just this once? I mean, Jacob broke the treaty; we're even."

If it was up to me and not the treaty, I would let you pass. Sam told me through thoughts; I managed a small grin. He didn't smile back; he clearly did not like me, but he understood the situation. He sympathized.

"I'm afraid we can't let you do that." Sam answered for the pack, biting back his words. I searched his eyes for any clues; they were just as plain and round as a marble. Things were kept hidden in those wise eyes for years; he had experience, like me, with hiding life-long sorrows and secrets.

"Why?" I asked, still staring at Sam, waiting for his non-pack thought. The pack has been waiting for a vampire, for many ages, to cross the line knowing good and well what he was getting himself in to. I, being the leader, can not disappoint them. We must talk all together at once. I'm not quite sure what we will be doing next, but we will do what we must.

"We will have plenty of time to sort this out later. For now, it is late and we will discuss this in the morning. Tell Carlisle we will be seeing all of you tomorrow."

What a wise ass, huh? Seth's thoughts cut clearly through them all, joking with me. He forgot that the others could hear him also, and flushed when turning to Sam. Lucky for him, Sam was preoccupied with blocking the others out to chat personally with me. I smirked to Seth, still contemplating Sam's clarifications.

I know you mean well. Again, if it was up to me I would let this go. I will see you tomorrow, then.

They were all about to turn away, clearing a path for me to get through. I watched Sam the whole time, making a mental note to search his life story. One thought I read clearly from the beginning was Leah Clearwater. Yes, I heard alot of Seth's older sister's romance with Sam. I never knew, however, how intimate they were. In love; head over heels. Where you care for them so much that it would make you just plain crazy to not see them every day. Leah was left in the darkness by her own friend, she was cheated out of a blissful life; a life with her love. There were too many similarities that I did not want to think about. One thing for sure, I did not want Bella to turn into Leah. She wouldn't; I wouldn't let her.

"I will pass along the message." I promised, terse. I walked a pace faster than human until their tall muscular bodies were hidden from view. I flew past the trees again, going for my most instinctive place.

A/N: Yes, a filler. Not as good as the others, but that's because I don't really know how to do all of the wolves just yet. I hopefully will in the future. I hope I didn't keep too many errors up, I looked it over a good bit, but some could have slipped past. I'm going to bake some cookies for my friend who's flying in, so I'll try to write more later. Leave me some more reviews and i'll give you a cookie!