A/N: Ok everyone, here is the next chapter. I didn't get very many reviews on the last one. If you're reading this I'd love to know. Just a review or a subscription so that I know that my story is being read would be great. This is my first fanfiction so I would like to know what everyone thinks. This chapter is pretty good I think. I develops more of the story line so that you can predict what is going to start happening. So please let me know if you're reading this!

As if going through a tailspin, my mind fogged and cleared. The room spun around me and I had to grab a nearby table for support. "Take me to see her." I blurted out.

A puzzled Clara narrowed her eyes at me. I know she must think I am totally crazy at this point but in my moment of desperation I just couldn't hold back. I felt my heart rate increase as I felt like I had found hope.

"Well, Wally will be sleeping the night away because of the medication that I gave him." She started "so I guess I can run you by Gran's."

Clara gathered her belongings glancing at me every once in awhile. I remained still clinging to the table with one hand, the other on my stomach trying to keep it in place.

"I'll just go around back and get my car and you can follow." Clara said.

Honestly, I can't blame her for the questioning look in her eyes. I must seem totally crazy to her. A random stranger brings a dog that has been viciously mauled, and then begs to see an old woman. Of course is seems crazy, but Emily. Emily can help answer so much about what happened here. Where did the rest of the tribe go after the earthquake? Surely they didn't all die. What happened to Jacob? What about the rest of the wolves? Does my eternal youth have anything to do with the wolves?

We drove down the familiar road that led to the Quileute Reservation. Soon after we crossed the old treaty line there was a small gravel road I hadn't noticed before. The road was lined closely with tall pine trees on either side creating a canopy of shadow. The sun had long gone down and a chill was over the forest. I followed Clara down the winding road until the road widened into an opening. In the opening stood a small house with dim light glowing through the windows. The home looked old but it had been taken care of through the years. Potted flowers stood on the sides of the stairway that led to the porch.

Clara led us up the walkway and knocked on the door. "Gran," she called "Gran, it's Clara. I've brought someone to see you." Clara slowly opened the door and walked in.

I walked in behind her and looked towards the fireplace. There sat the old women I had so desperately longed to see. Gazing at her for a few moments I saw the familiar scars on the side of her face. They had faded through time and her wrinkly skin seemed to almost camouflage the scarring.

Emily put her hand to her mouth. Her eyes widened. "It can't be!" She exclaimed.

"Oh, Emily!" I cried as I ran toward her. I fell to the ground and sat at her feet, my head in her lap.

"Bella Swan." She said as she stroked my hair.

I looked up at her and saw the tears in her eyes as well. We sat there crying and gazing at each other for a long time. "Bella, I don't understand it."

"Emily, what happened? Where is everyone? What happened to the pack?" I sputtered out through my tears.

Emily patted my head and looked up at Clara. "Clara, I think it's time for me to tell you a little bit about our history. Bella is someone I have known for a very long time. And to be clear, I haven't been completely honest with you."

"Gran," Clara said shaking her head, "How do you know Bella? She said she just moved here? I helped her adopt a dog at the clinic. I'm not sure I understand."

"Well, Clara, She may have just moved back. But Bella is almost as old as I am." Emily said. I looked between the two women as Clara tried to decipher whether or not her grandmother was losing her mind. "Bella and I were dear friends once- long ago- in another time. In another world, wouldn't you say, Bella?" Emily smiled warmly at me.

I smiled back still wiping the tears from my eyes. I nodded.

"Clara, your great grandfather"

"You mean Sam?"

"Yes, Sam. He was once the leader of the tribe pack." Emily continued. I watched as Emily explained her family history to Clara. Clara had only heard of the wolves and the pack in stories and old tribe legends. Her family had never told her that the wolves were actually real. I watched as Clara's eyes widened as Emily spoke of vampires. Clara had been living in a world where these beings existed in fantasy and fables, but not in reality.

As I sat at Emily's feet watching her tell her stories and remembering the times. I realized that even then when I was brought into a world of super natural beings so long ago, I had quickly adapted to it. When Emily had finished her stories about the wars between wolves and vampires, Clara still looked a bit confused.

"Gran, I am amazed at the truth about our tribe. The fact that my great grandfather was a man that could turn into a wolf is amazing, but" she trailed off for a minute. "Bella…it doesn't explain Bella." Clara turned to me.

I looked at Emily and sighed. "Honestly, I am not sure." I said to both of them. "I married Edward. We stayed together for a very long time. I always expected to age; to grow old and then to die." I hugged my knees and looked down. "Emily, I never went through with the change to become a vampire. I never wanted to live forever. I didn't want to see my family and friends all die around me." The tears started welling up in my eyes again.

"It was three or so days after the Cullen's and I left Forks that the earthquake happened. I never heard from anyone again. I came back, Emily. Every year I came back. What happened?" I started sobbing again.

Emily looked at me reassuringly. She was still warm and motherly like she had always been. "Bella, the earthquake; somehow, it destroyed so much more than just property. It is true. It killed many people. But after the earthquake the whole wolf pack was different. It is like the devastation of the tribe somehow affected the wolves differently. The wolf inside the man couldn't handle seeing the tribe in such a broken way. The wolves would all still go out and patrol, but slowly, they stopped coming back. First it was Jacob, Quill, then Jared, Embry. One by one, a wolf would go out on patrol and then not come back."

"But the pack mind?" I questioned. "Why couldn't the rest of the guys find them?" I asked.

"Sam said that it was like he could still feel their presence in his mind, but could no longer understand their thoughts. It was almost as if they had forgotten who they were and where they came from. Every wolf disappeared- everyone but Sam." Emily smiled sweetly as she remembered. "Sam stopped phasing so that he wouldn't be lost. He couldn't bare to lose me after all we had gone through. The tribe was falling apart. People slowly started to leave the reservation until finally, there was no one left."

"But, Emily, what happened to Jacob and the rest of them?" I asked

"Bella, I don't know." Emily said sadly.

We sat in silence for a few minutes just taking in everything that had been said. Suddenly I jolted up remembering all that had happened to me that day. "Emily, I saw a wolf. It was just like Jacob's wolf. It was huge and russet in color. It defended me against a vampire today." I said to her so quickly that she almost didn't understand my words. "Clara, that's what happened to Wally, it wasn't a wolf that attacked; it was a vampire. A wolf saved me." I said to her.

Emily's eyes widened with surprise. Then she caught herself. "Bella that could very well be true." She sighed. "I am not saying that it wasn't Jacob, but even if it was, it is very likely he doesn't even remember being human."

"Well, I am going to have to try to remind him." I resolved.