Seth sat in silence, staring at Molly. He could only speculate at what was going on in her head. It was a complicated situation. Even if Jacob returned, there was tension between the vamps and the wolves, a tension that would take long to work out. After all, this "Joe" character was a wolf and nearly had killed Isabella Swan. Or in a sense he really had killed her he supposed, she just was in a state of undead living.

As Seth pondered the living state of Bella, Molly stared off into the distance in the Black's living room. Billy wheeled into the room, and sat silently. He put his hand on Molly's shoulder and let out a sigh. "You don't have to sit around and wait, Molly, it's not healthy. Get out and get your mind off of things."

Molly simply stood up and smoothed out her jeans. "Do you think it'd be okay if I went…" Molly gestured to Jacob's room. Billy nodded silently.

As she walked into the tiny room, his scent filled the air. It was strange, he used to smell so foul and dirty, but his scent was now sweet and warm. She sat on his made bed, which was about as unusual as ever. His dresser was crammed in the corner and had a few things on it, one of which was a necklace Molly had seen him wear a few times. She slowly let her fingers grasp it and as she did, she fell into a deep sleep.

All Molly could see was woods. It was cold. The trees passed fast as she ran. Her feet carried her so quickly. There was a sense of panic in the air. She felt anxious. She was being chased. Crazed howls came from behind her. She blocked her mind. She just let her feet carry her.

As she dashed on and on, Molly noticed that there were less and less trees. Soon the trees turned into shrubs and the shrubs gave way to snowy ground. There were fresh prints in the snow, wolves. Molly looked around frantically, was Jake here? For some reason she felt like she was almost to where she needed to be. Only a few more miles to go. They were gaining on her though, whoever they were. She had a feeling of foreboding. A crisp howl broke the thick, icy air.

Molly let her feet spring back into action. She dashed along, noting that there were now some conifers starting to emerge again. She dodged in between the closely grown trees. Snow fell from atop one and hit her on the back. It was cold and stinging. She stopped and rested beneath a tree. She had lost them, at least for now. She let out a breath and it swirled in the air in a puff.

Molly was taken aback for a minute. She could see her breath? Impossible. Molly looked down at her feet. She gasped. She didn't have feet, she had paws.

She sat up quickly in a fluster. She was back in Jacob's room, sprawled on his bed. His necklace was back on the dresser. Molly rubbed her forehead. Could vampires even get headaches? A pain stabbed her right down the part of her hair. What was that? How long had she been asleep? It was dark out now, not a hint of light entered the window.

Molly slipped out of the room quietly. In the living room, Seth was sprawled out on the couch, drooling. Billy had gone. She shook Seth gently. "Seth, Seth. Wake up!"

His eyes were filled with sleep and he looked around alarmingly. "Wha-what?" Molly tapped him on the shoulder.

"Oh hey. Was I sleeping?" Molly nodded.

"Well, have you heard anything Seth?"

"Umm. No, but I don't know long I have been out. You've been out forever…" Seth shook his head. "I could go out and try to see if I can reach them? Would you like that?"

Molly nodded.

"Okay, just a minute or two." Seth bounded outside into the night air. Molly followed suit, but stayed behind as Seth disappeared into the trees.

A brusque howl cut through the air. Seth was out there somewhere. Molly waited; tense, on the front porch.

A few minutes later Seth's figure appeared out of the woods, shirtless. "Well?" Molly inclined.

Seth shook his head. "I can't tell you much. All I know is that they're trying to catch Jacob. They were so close but they lost him. They need to catch him soon before he does something…drastic. They're hopeful though. The snow up there left some fresh tracks, and they're going to follow them.

Molly reflected to her dream. It sounded so similar. What did all this mean?

Hey hey hey. I'm working on updating a lot. I have some good plans for the story, so keep checking back! Also, this is off topic but could anyone tell me what the best place to blog would be?? I was looking into blogging but I'm not too sure where to do so!! Anyway, thanks and keep reading! Loves. -Britt