A/N- Hey everyone! So I've had midterms for the past few days and have just been enjoying taking tests and studying… not. Anyway, midterms are over so I can update again! Woot! Now I just gotta wait for the grades, but hopefully not for reviews?

So this chapters covers a lot in a short time. I know I took out Laurent's attack on Bella from where it was in the book, but it's here now. I did change it, but it was to help with my story's time line. Anyway, enjoy!

EmeraldLace- Not Bella, Cerys, but I'm glad you liked it!

BirdieInABox16- You want some more betting? I'm not sure if it's in the story, but I'm guessing you can imagine them betting behind everyone's backs.

Tuesday.Night.Hardcore.Queen- You went from a relatively short name to a long one then? Ya, their kids would be cute, but she can't since she's a vamp and all. That would just make this story longer and right now I like where it ends (which isn't for another 11 chapters).

Superdani- What can I say? Some girls just have all the luck!

MainlyMaddison- Updated!

Estelin- I'm glad you like it! Thanks for the review!

Romance4ever- Yup, she is quite lucky! Thanks for the review, I'm glad you like it!

James and I spent another week in Yosemite where no guests ever went. We remained hidden in the trees and bushes and walked up to some of the mountains that most visitors never had time to complete. It was amazing. I loved all of the waterfalls and valleys that composed the park.

Eventually, we moved on. James surprised me with another cabin in Yellowstone. We spent close to two months there because I didn't feel like every leaving. Of course the park was large enough that we could keep the nomadic status. Luckily, we didn't have any more run-ins with any of the park rangers. However, James did try to go after a bison. Apparently it was the only animal he had never gone after.

Flashback

"James, you're being an idiot." I muttered from my spot under a tree.

"It's going to be fun. Now, Miss Knows Everything About National Parks, do I have to be careful about tagged animals?"

"Of course." I said. "The government has put a shit load of money and work bringing back these animals, hence the reason I'm not going with you."

"How can I know if an animal is tagged?"

"Um… not sure. Probably an anklet or a collar or something else electronic that doesn't look like it should belong on an animal. I'd say you should just go after one of the younger animals."

"But that's no fun." James whined. I just remained where I was. "Fine, I'll go after a younger animal."

"Thank you." I stood up and kissed him. James rolled his eyes and let me kiss his cheek before taking off towards the herd that we had been watching.

James approached the herd cautiously. He reminded me of a tiger or lion stalking its prey instead of a vampire going after its next dinner. He was actually thinking about this hunt, something I'd never seen him do before. I watched the elegance in each step as he moved. When he was about 200 yards from the herd he shed his jacket and shirt, just leaving him in his jeans. I just sucked in my breath. It was the first time I really looked at him in the sun again. The sunlight set his chest on fire with crystals. I wanted to go join him, but I knew I would ruin the hunt for him.

Eventually he crouched down, disappearing from my sight range. I eventually picked up on a few glittering spots in the grass and tried to keep my eyes trained on them. Now I understood why he had taken off the jacket and shirt, it wouldn't have worked in his camouflage. Eventually the glitter in the grass stopped and I held my breath. Some of the bison were watching the movement, but it looked like they didn't know what to make of it. Some of the calves stood next to their mothers, while others continued to play at the edge of the herd.

I locked eyes with one of the large bulls, waiting for it to charge at James or take the herd running. Instead, it bent its massive head back down and started grazing again, even taking a step closer to James. When it turned its head slightly I noticed a large leather collar with an antenna at the end. Now I was just hoping James took my advice and would go after one of the calves.

After a minute of stillness, I saw a brilliant blur streak across the herd and tackle one of the calves that had been playing. It screamed as it hit the ground. Most of the herd took off, protecting the rest of their young and themselves. However, I'm guessing the calf's mother stood, watching James. James had the calf pinned to the ground as it struggled to get up. The mother huffed and I thought she was going to charge. Instead she turned and ran back to the group. Soon, the herd was completely gone and the calf was alone with James. He was still calling for his mother, but James made quick work of the calf and soon had his fill. Once the calf's body was taken care of, he turned back around and grinned at me, completely enamored with himself. I just rolled my eyes and started making my way back to where we had been the night before.

End Flashback

It had only been about two months after the Yellowstone adventure when we received a phone call from Tanya. I thought it had been weird; especially she called James and not me. I mean, we had been calling her on a regular basis so she usually didn't call us. I mean, she called us once to tell us there were some newborns being made in Seattle and that everyone was at nerves end mainly because we didn't know what the newbies would do, who was making them, and what the Volturi would do. Other than that call, it had been pretty quiet, well until the call came.

Flashback

A shrill ringing brought James and I out of our comatose states. We had been hunting the day before and had a slight run in with some angry cows. James thought he could take them down like he did with the buffalo, but instead the bull charged him. It was like watching the clown at a rodeo and I was laughing from my spot farther away. James wasn't thrilled, but he still got his cow. So today was meant to just be relaxing and for us to be together.

"Hello?" James asked.

"James, something terrible has happened." James looked at me and turned the phone onto speaker.

"Eleazar, you're on speaker phone. What happened?" James asked.

"That female vampire you thought you had rid yourself of, Victoria, she was the one behind all of the newborns. She's planning on raising an army and sending them to fight the Cullens. She wants Bella dead or Edward dead."

"She wants retribution." James muttered.

"Pretty much. Anyway, she came here looking for Laurent. When she saw him with the family and with golden eyes, she went crazy. She told him he had to help her or she would make more newborns and send them after us. So Laurent asked her what she wanted and she told him to go after Bella. For some reason he agreed. We don't know why, but he left for Forks. Carlisle called today, Laurent was killed. He had gone after Bella, but apparently a werewolf attacked and killed him."

"A werewolf?" I asked. "I thought they were fictional."

"Most of us do, but apparently they're real. Some of the Indians in La Push are werewolves and are werewolves because they are supposed to be the human's protectors. Anyway, this werewolf protected Bella by killing Laurent."

"Laurent wouldn't have killed Bella. He's not crazy like Victoria, he would try to find a way out of it." James argued.

"Exactly, but we don't know what his plan was. We're guessing that he ran into Bella while Victoria was still following him. Before he left he told Irina he would try to talk to Carlisle, but Carlisle said he never made it."

"Victoria is a dead vampire." I roared. I was ready to run all the way back to Washington from our current spot in the Appalachian Mountains. James grabbed my wrist and pulled me back down with him, then wrapped his arms around my waist, locking my in place.

"What's going on with you guys? How is Irina?"

"She's going crazy right now. Carmen, Kate, and Tanya are with her right now. They're trying to calm her down and help her through this. They've lost their mother already and now Irina has lost her mate."

"So they were getting married?" James asked.

"They were still talking about, but never set a date. You know you would have been the first call when that happened." Eleazar said. "I don't know what you two plan on doing, but to help Irina I believe we're going to have some sort of funeral."

"We'll come back. It might take us a few days. We're on the east coast right now." James said.

"It will probably take that long just for us to get Irina out of her room. We'll see you soon then."

"See you soon." James replied. I managed a weak goodbye before James turned off the phone. He kissed the top of my head and rubbed my arms comfortingly.

"We should have just killed the bitch." I muttered.

"I'm sure the Cullens will take care of that for us, especially Edward since he's so protective of Bella now. Plus with werewolves, she'll be protected so much that if Victoria comes within eyesight, I'm sure she'll be killed."

"I just don't want anymore to die because of her." I muttered.

"I know, we should have taken care of her earlier, but we thought she'd move on to the next male vampire she found." James said.

"She just saw what I saw in you, but unlike me, she wasn't able to capture your attention in return." I replied.

End Flashback

We had left immediately and arrived in Denali after only three days. Irina still hadn't come out of the room and I left James' side to go join the others in Irina's room. She had been decked out in black, obviously mourning. Kate and Tanya were in dark earth tones while Carmen was in a dark red.

The funeral went well. There wasn't a coffin or ashes for Laurent; instead it was just his memory. Irina had picked a tree the day before for Laurent and James and Eleazar had planted it before we came out. Everyone said a few words, especially since neither Irina nor I could get much out. The emotions that surrounded the funeral were overwhelming and I knew if we could cry, there wouldn't be one dry face. Instead all we heard was the odd dry heaving of one of us trying to calm.

Due to the emotions that were suffocating us, James and I took off once more. We left for the Appalachians, not wanting to get involved with Victoria and her plan, nor all the drama that we knew would soon take place in Denali.

Once more James and I turned into nomads. We were traveling all around the east coast. Occasionally we would run into another nomad group, well usually a nomadic couple. We would talk to them for a bit, see where they've been and where they'd suggest we go, but we never remained together for long.

We had heard about interesting hunting to the south and decided to start expanding our traveling. I had asked about going to Europe at some point or even Africa, but James was hesitant because it came so close to the Volturi. I was also guessing there were more reasons, but I didn't press it. I was happy enough that we were moving out of North America and starting to head south. I wanted to visit so many historical sites as well as some of the natural sites.

Currently, we were in South America, wandering around the natural wonders known as Argentina. This morning we had been down to a beach where we had been able to see two orca brothers hunt some seals. It was an amazing site for me. I had been to the San Juan Islands and seen the orcas there, but they were only resident pods for the most part, meaning they fed purely on fish, mainly salmon. These orcas were the transients, the real killers of the sea. They ate anything they could find, which included beaching themselves for seals and then wiggling their way back into deeper water. It had been interesting to see on TV, but amazing to see in real life. We watched until the two brothers moved off into deeper water and away from the coast.

Now we were doing our own hunting. James wanted a seal and I wouldn't mind one either. They were plentiful down here right now and we knew that the population could afford to lose two or three or four. We had just finished our fill or sea lions and were disposing of the bodies when a rustling in the trees caught our attention. I turned spun around and waited for whoever it was to step forward, otherwise I was going to be hunting them down soon to know what they had seen. There were already legends of vampires in South America, as we had already run into, and we didn't want to help any of these rumors.

Who stepped out surprised me. A tall blonde haired male vampire and a short dark haired female vampire stepped outside. "Alice? Jasper?"