I returned to the kitchen, thoughts spinning. Something was happening to Bella, and i hadn't a clue what it was. But it felt like i should know. Yet, i didn't. Moving into the kitchen, we continued talking, everyone assumed i handled the situation. I decided not to worry about it until i had a moment of time to myself.

"Alright, we have an idea, now we need a plan," i said, going to sit on the ledge of the counter. "Not all of us can go to Samhain Celebration, and if we happen not to make it up, someone needs to find the rest of the pack."

We all sat quietly, "first let's find the glamour, then decide who can and can't go," Zack said thoughtfully.

"Does anyone have any spell books?" Brandon asked, mostly to me.

"Yeah, i have three of the Hidden, but so far we can't understand the language," i said shrugging.

"Where did you find them?" Gwen asked, surprised.

"A pagan store in Seattle, they were in the ground."

"And you guys got away with all of them?" Cole asked in surprise. He shared an uneasy look with his brother.

"Not really, we barely made it out," i said thinking.

"I kind of thought we got away with the books easily," Adam said hesitantly.

Then i caught on, "you dont think we got away too easy, do you? Wouldn't we have been attacked by now if it was a trap?"

"That or someone wanted us to find those books, i have to say, i dont like the sounds of both," Adam wearily. We all sat quietly, pondering that. I went to get the books.

Everyone had taken their chance to look at the books, but so far none of us was capable of reading them. They just looked like strange letters, and not one of us even recognized the language. "Whose seen a Hidden book before? Are they all in this writing?" Connor asked, getting frustrated.

No one spoke up, and he ranted, "are you kidding me? You went through all that trouble to get Hidden books and you can't even read them? If no one even knows what the language is, why the hell are they illegal?!"

"I just firgured they'd be in Latin or something," i said offended, he made me sound like i was an idiot.

"Can you even read latin?" Nate asked, eyebrows raised.

"A little bit, we know the basics for every language, didn't think it'd be this hard to read," i shot, annoyed.

"We need a plan B," David supplied, looking a little more comfortable around us. No one seemed to mind his prescence all that much.

"A witch maybe?" Brandon suggested. Witches wouldn't help us, even for a good amount of money they wouldn't. They'd be more likely to put a bullet our skulls and collect the bounty money.

"They wont help us," Gwen said shaking her head, sighing. We were quiet for a moment and then i turned to smile at Adam. He caught on right away.

"No! No way in hell!" he said, in horror.

"Come on Adam, it's not like you have to bed them for payment or something," he glared at me. "You can even take Paul with you."

"i said 'no', end of discussion," he said heatedly. Like that would work.

It took some convincing to get Adam to go along with it, Paul liked the idea of helping out, though he didn't have a very good idea of what he was doing. I didn't want the pack to know too much until after he got back. I was starting to feel guilty about putting him in the line of fire. Everyone knew Adam was close friends of mine, and the pack. It would be a little weird for him to show up with Paul, just about anywhere just because of the natural animosity between a shifter and a vampire.

We spent the morning and afternoon sparring in the backyard, each taking turns. All of us were pretty rusty, even myself. Adam did most of my training with me. I didn't feeling so out of the game. I had always been a good fighter, Darklings were great fighters, a little temperamental and overly aggressive, but skilled nonetheless. We also didn't like to lose.

Paul only came back to tell me he had patrol for the rest of the day and probably wouldn't be back till late. It was raining by the time three o'clock rolled around. I showered, changed and made my way into Forks. It had been relatively sunny today, so i assumed the Cullen's hadn't attended school, might raise a few questions if they started sparkling like pixies or something.

"Hey," i said, as Bella slipped into the front seat, looking quite nervous.

"Hey," was all she said.

"You okay?" i asked, pulling out of the parking lot.

"Not really," i didn't respond, just followed her directions to their coven house. I'd tell her about our plan when we got home. A plan she wasn't going to like.

"Wow, for a fanger family, they have a pretty nice place," i said staring up at the white colonial house.

"Could you not call them that?" she asked sighing, "you just going to make the situation worse, aren't you?"

"i said i would be nice," i said to her disappointed tone.

"Whatever," i narrowed my eyes at her, then grabbed her hand and spun her around to me. "What's wrong with you Is?"

Her gaze became downcast, and i heard her heart stutter. "Isabel?" i prompted, getting worried. She looked at me for a moment, "i think i'm losing my mind."

I gave her a weird look, "what?"

"I saw something weird today," she muttered. I paused, making a decision.

"We'll discuss it at home," i assured her, "everything will be fine."

"Liar," she said, giving me a small smile.

I let her lead us up the steps of the house, the door opening before we could even knock. Bell looked so scared. But after what happened yesterday, i can't really blame her. If i was her, and i had a crazy, cocky, aggresive sister who liked to mouth off, i would be worried too.

She cast me a quick look and i gave her an encouraging smile. We walked through the threshold, everyone already seated, and staring with almost unreadable expressions. I tried not to look amused, "if i didn't know any better, i'd say this was an intervention."

Isabel gave me the weirdest look over, "just sayin'."

She rolled her eyes, "why dont you sit down? I'm Carlisle, by the way," he said, smiling at us openly. At least one of them is friendly.

"Would you like something to eat, drink, maybe?" a woman asked, smiling at us a little nervously.

"I thought indo's didn't eat," i said perplexed.

"Bella eats," a girl said snidely to our left. A blond girl, who looked at me with such disdain i couldn't help but smirk.

"Be nice Rose, it's not her fault Bella's a liar," a short black haired girl said.

I felt my eyes darken at the insult, i opened my mouth to speak, but Bell cut me off. "I'm sorry Alice, is there something you had to say?" When 'Alice', said nothing, she continued in that cold, condescending tone, "cause all im hearing is a stuck up, petty jerk who had the nerve to act like my best friend and then treat me like dirt, all because i had kept a secret."

Everyone stared at Isabel like she had two heads, i was impressed, and i could feel Aleera, she was excited too. She was starting to sound like her old self a little more. "Dont piss me off, Bella, you've caused enough problems," she said in a clipped tone.

"Or what? You'll hit me with your prada bag, get into a slap fight with me?" i burst out laughing at the sudden image, and Bella blushed a little, but stood her ground. Alice just gaped, as if she didn't hear her right.

"If this is how you apologize for betraying your family you little brat, get the hell out of our house," the blonde said standing to intimidate her. I felt Aleera stir a little, preparing to take charge and defend B, if she had too.

"As i recall, you dont have the only say, you invited us here. Or did that not register in your thick skull, maybe if you tried wiping all that make up off, you'd hear more then your own self obssessed psychotic rant," Isabel said in disgust. Her eyes were shining though, a sort of relieved strong look falling from them. The blonde hissed, hate filling her eyes, she rushed Bell, before i could move towards them, Alice grabbed me and shoved me into a wall hard. The blonde collided with Isabel.