Hey readers!

Okay, so I'm very sorry about the lack of updates for this story. The blame goes to me - not Kitty Curtis - because I've been too busy updating my other stories, that I completely forgot about this story! So, I deserve all of the hate reviews directed towards me.

But, we'd like to thank the reviews we have received for this story so far. For me, this story has really surprised me from the readers who really loved Chicago Twilight very much. Of course, all of you were left hanging, but I'm very glad that Kitty Curtis let me write the sequel with her. :)

So, let's get started on the long awaited chapter!

Chapter THREE

Bella's POV

Once we had decided of where we would be going to hunt, we took off from the cottage and ran through the forest, the trees blurring around us. My Edward ran beside me, holding onto my hand while we ran - we were much faster than Carlisle. But, since Esme was a newborn, she zipped by all three us, where I could hear her laughing from the exhilaration of running at this speed.

"I think we should try and catch up to her before she heads off to another state." Edward murmured to me - thanks to my excellent vampire hearing - while Carlisle and I nodded to his idea. We then poured on the speed, and dashed through the forest at a faster pace than we had been running at previously, and caught up with Esme who was about to jump over a river. "Esme, I suggest that you should come back, or you'll never get to hunt." Carlisle called out to her, laughing when she had jumped over the river, and then turned around to look at us with an embarrassed expression.

"Sorry!" she yelled out - though we could hear her perfectly - to us, and then she whirled around again and leaped over the river to our side, before she appeared at my side. "So, how are we going to hunt? We don't have any hunting rifles." Esme asked, looking confused as ever when we began chortling at her naive state. "We don't need any rifles while hunting, Esme." Edward assured her, smirking.

Abruptly, a strong scent came nearby - the scent of a mountain lion - and Edward snapped his teeth together where he let out a feral growl of hunger. Esme jumped and looked at him frighteningly, staring at him with wide ruby eyes. I smiled at my hunter, and backed away from him, where Esme stuck close to my side and walked away with me away from Edward, and Carlisle also respectably stood back from Edward, his hands behind his back.

Edward sniffed the air through flared nostrils, and once again, he growled once he caught the mountain lion's scent. He took off towards it, ready to have his meal. "Where is he going?" Esme asked me once Edward was gone. "He's off to have his favorite meal." I told her, smiling. "But he'll get killed out there! There are mountain lions and bears!" Esme practically shrieked at me, horror on her face.

"Esme, this is how we get our food. We sniff the area for any animals," I told her, pausing while I sniffed the air; I could smell the scents of deer and elk nearby - my favorite food - and then I exhaled deeply. "And then, you let your natural instincts take control." Carlisle finished explaining to Esme, just as I leaped off to find my prey.

When I found the herd, I hid myself in the trees while I stared hungrily at my food. They were unaware of my presence nearby; they were just nonchalantly drinking from a stream, while some were lying in the shade of the trees. Then, I sprang from my spot, and attacked the nearest beast, and drank from it quickly while the others scattered. I went after the next, before they could move to far away

After I was full, I looked down remorsefully at the animals. I still felt bad for killing such elegant creatures of the forest, but like Carlisle always says, "It's better than drinking from a human."

"I'll never get tired of watching you feed." I looked up and over at the velvety voice, to see my Edward leaning casually against a pine tree, his eyes a bright gold once again, while his clothes had minor tears - no doubt from wrestling with a mountain lion - and his had a tiny trickle of blood coming from the corner of his mouth. "Uh, Edward...?" I trailed off questioningly, pointing to the corner of my mouth to show to him that he had a little blood there, while I giggled.

"Oops." he muttered, laughing while he licked off the blood and smirked over at me. "How come I'm always the messy eater, while you can do it all perfectly?" Edward mockingly complained. I walked over to his side. "I've had years of practice, while you just can't seem to eat neatly." I told him, tapping his long nose that I love so much.

"Must you always tease me so, my Bella?" Edward complained at me, pouting adorably with his lovely pink lip jutting out. "You know I love you though, right my Edward?" I asked him back, wrapping my arms around his pale neck. "I hope you do." Edward mumbled, wrapping his arms around my waist and after he brought us together - chest to chest - he kissed my lips slowly, full of love that left me wanting more.

"WHY CAN'T I GET A DAMN ANIMAL?" a shrill screeched sounded out through the forest, sending some birds scattering and squawking from the noise. "Sounds like a certain Newborn is having trouble in getting her food." Edward smirked against my lips. "We'll go to them in a moment." I mumbled back at him, running my fingers through his unruly hair.

Another shriek of agony broke us apart, while we smiled sadly at each other. Poor Esme seemed to be having difficulties. Maybe she wasn't doing something right... Sighing, we leaned away from the tree that Edward had been leaning on for support earlier, and holding hands with each other, we ran through the forest, following the familiar scents of Esme and Carlisle. We found them in a clearing, to see Esme sulking while sitting on the ground, pouting downwards, and Carlisle trying to comfort her.

"I'll never be able to get some blood in me; I'll be a forever ravenous vampire." Esme grumbled like a pouty child who thought that they couldn't do anything right.

"Don't say that, Esme. You just need a little more practice." Carlisle tried to reassure her, but she frowned even more. "Carlisle, why don't you let us try?" I suggested him. Sighing, Carlisle nodded and stepped away reluctantly away from Esme.

"Esme, can you please stand up?" Edward asked her kindly, where Esme slowly stood to her feet. "Now, just stand still," I began, and she followed orders. "Next, sniff the air." I instructed her, where she began sniffing the air. "What do you smell?" Edward asked her. "I smell trees, dirt, water - " she abruptly stopped when she could smell the scent of some deer. "And, deer." she finished, exhaling. "Good. Now, you must act as if you're stalking the deer; be quiet, take slow steps, and when the animal is not expecting anything, you attack it and snap its neck." I informed her. She nodded rapidly, like a small child.

We stepped out of her way, and let her sniff the air again, and once she had the deer's scent, she took off from her spot, and ran gracefully after the scent. We ran with her, to keep an eye on her, and then hid ourselves behind trees while we watched her stalk the prey. The deer looked up from drinking the water, its ear twitching as if listening if there was anyone by.

When all it heard was silence, it went back to drinking water. And that's when Esme pounced.

She leaped and landed near the deer, quickly grabbing it, where she snapped its neck quickly and drank from its neck. Once she was satisfied, she stood away from the deer and smiled up at us when we came out from the trees. "That was more graceful than Edward's first kill." Carlisle told her truthfully, where we all laughed at Edward's protest. "Don't worry, honey. I like you as a messy hunter." I whispered in his ear, kissing his jaw bone while he smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I still feel hungry." Esme stated, frowning.

"You are after all a newborn, Esme, so it's understandable that you still need blood. Just a couple more deer, and then we should head back to the cottage." Carlisle explained to her, patting her shoulder, though looking a little uncomfortable.

"He ok?" I asked Edward quietly when Esme darted off to find more food, with Carlisle following behind her so he could watch her.

"He's wondering why he keeps feeling an electric shock every time he comes into contact with Esme." Edward explained to me, shrugging while we raced off after Carlisle and Esme, dropping the subject.

We let Esme hunt until she was sure that she couldn't drink anymore blood, and then we raced off back home, the sun now setting.

Okay, so there's the super short chapter. This is all I could think of writing, so hopefully in the future, Kitty Curtis and I will come up with ideas that will make these chapters longer.

Please review if you liked the chapter!

Bye for now,

~*Lady Lily of Darkness & Kitty Curtis*~