(EPOV)

"Edward?"

I turned instantly towards Bella as the newborn and I walked into the living room. Nobody was in sight except for Bella, who looked a bit perplexed. Poor Bella; she was always being left out of the loop in the family by mistake. Nobody meant to leave her out. If anything, they wanted her more involved with everything. And seeing her sitting there so innocently, her eyes filled with worry and confusion, only made me more sure in my decision to postpone her transformation for as long as possible. I didn't want to lose any part of my Bella.

"Don't worry. Alice is coming. She'll take you home to Charlie."

The moment Alice entered the room, I felt safer about leaving her with Charlie. If I couldn't be there to protect her then at least she would have Alice. But I could still see the slight worry on her face.

"I'll be there as soon as we're done," I assured her, and her frown fell away slowly. I took my arm gently from around the newborn and made my way over to Bella before pulling her into a hug. She melted against my chest and I felt glad. No matter what happened, she was always there, always the same…always my Bella. I kissed the top of her head before backing away, holding her shoulders.

"You'll be there as soon as you're done?" She said quietly, searching my eyes.

"I promise."

Are your goodbyes always this…melodramatic?

I ignored the newborn's thoughts and kissed Bella's forehead once more before making my way back to the newborn. I waited until Bella and Alice were out of my range before I pulled the newborn onto my back and headed outside.

Now we get food?

"Now we get food."

(APOV)

The wind whipped my hair away from my face and the trees on either side of me passed so fast, they melted together to form one giant blur. Although Edward had only been running for a couple of minutes, I knew that we were miles away from his home. By the time we had reached the small clearing the sun was starting to dip behind the tall trees that surrounded us on every side. A small shiver ran down my spine as I looked around. I could hear everything: leaves rustling on the ground, the wind blowing between the branches, the snap of a twig being treaded on. The forest was alive, and an instinct that ran deep in my blood told me that it would not be as alive when I left it.

"Do you hear that?" Edward said from my left. I didn't turn to look at him but closed my eyes to concentrate on the sound of a cracking twig and breaking leaves. However, the moment I closed my eyes everything faded away. The clearing, the sounds, Edward; I could still sense it near me, but it was far off in the distance of my mind. I was no longer in the clearing.

I was in the middle of a bustling city. Skyscrapers towered above me on either side, people jostled me too and fro, giving me frightened looks as I stood there, looking around. A strong ache formed in my veins and upper jaw as I found what I was looking for. A girl no older than twenty was walking in front of me, a t-shirt and pair of jeans hugging her body. Her smell filled my nostrils and intoxicated me. Giving all abandon to my surroundings, I followed her.

You're mine tonight, love.

I continued to walk although I felt frozen. That wasn't my thought. As I continued to walk after the woman I glanced at my reflection in a department store window. Looking back at me was a teenaged boy, well built, golden hair, fashionable clothes and red eyes rimmed black. I would have screamed if I could, but it seemed as if I had no control over this body, I was just an entity of it.

Where and who the hell am I?

The body I was in froze, and in that one second the woman vanished from our view amidst a throng of humans waiting to cross the street. The body swore out load as it realized what had happened and several passing people gave us incriminating looks. Soon the frustration the body was feeling was joined by confusion and a little bit of fear.

I'm not scared of you.

He; The voice I was hearing was the body's; a male's.

I never said you were.

He fell silent and the body started to move making its way toward a deserted alley. Although the sun was barely moving below the towers and building around us it was already dark and dank in the alley. Dumpsters lined one building. Garbage spewed out over the top and I could see the rats crawling about, trying to scrounge some food for their dinner. The other side of the alley was a brick building that looked desolate; a misfit among the taller, newer buildings on the street.

Who are you?

It was my turn to be silent. I thought about his question but nothing came to me. I had no name. I had no memory of a name. Who was I? It was a very good question. One even I didn't know the answer to. The only question I had was whether or not I should let him know that.

I don't know…

Suddenly a bright light flashed down the alley towards us and the body lifted its arm to shield the light from its eyes. I was too slow to do so, although I didn't need to worry about it. I was in the body. Yet when I blinked, a brief darkness covered me and the view of the alley and light grew hazy. I blinked again and it was gone. I was back in the clearing, Edward standing beside me and … a wolf in the trees not too far from where we were standing.

Where was I?

I hoped that Edward would know the answer. Surely he would have realized where I went and why I wasn't in my body. If anybody would have the answers to my questions it would be him, the angel who saved me from the pain.

"Here. You never left," he said slowly, as if he were trying to fit together the pieces just like me.

But I wasn't here. There was another voice, another body…another place.

"I know. I saw it all," he paused, a glimmer of understanding in his eyes, "I'll ask Carlisle about it when we return. Right now, you need to feed."

For the first time since I had awakened I felt a dull ache in my veins and upper jaw. A bitter taste filled my mouth as I sniffed the air, letting my instincts take a hold of me. It was better to allow it than to object to it. It was easier. The wind blew towards me and I could smell it: the wolf. It was a stone throw away. I looked to Edward for guidance. He nodded at me and I felt my body crouch in an offensive stance. My feet pushed off of the ground with more force than I knew my body was capable of. The next moment I was on top of the wolf, my mouth on its neck. I found the arteries easily and soon the coppery taste of blood filled my mouth, soothing the ache in my body.

The more I drank, the stronger I felt. Soon, there was nothing left and I lifted my head from the dead creature and looked at it for the first time. It was a small wolf, maybe a couple of years old. Blood and leaves matted its brown fur and its black eyes gazed blankly at the red sky. A glimmer of sadness filled my body and I felt like I had lost something dear to me as I looked at the lifeless body at my feet. The feelings left quickly when I heard footsteps behind me. I turned with a smile, expecting to see Edward and hoping that he would congratulate me for my first kill when I heard more footsteps.

Sure enough, Edward was behind me, but his back was too me and he was crouched in a defensive stance, a growl erupting from inside of him. I wondered what it was when I saw a number of huge creatures step into the blood red light cast by the sun. Surrounding us on all sides were four giant wolves of various colors, their eyes darting to the lifeless wolf at my feet, to Edward and then to me. I could feel their silent accusations and shook my head. Wolves were creatures. They couldn't blame anybody for anything.

"We found her this way. You can't blame us for taking her in," Edward said harshly. I stepped back silently, thinking he was talking to me. Moments later, as I watched the biggest wolf shake its head, I realized that he was talking to the wolf. Perhaps they weren't what they seemed.

"Of course you wouldn't understand. You're a dog. They don't understand anything," Edward growled. But something that the wolf thought made him fall silent, the growl dying on the wind. He glanced back at me and I looked into his eyes. He searched mine for a moment before turning back to the wolf.

"You think that this is her?" His tone was joking, unbelieving.

Who does it think I am?

Maybe this creature knew who I was. Maybe it could tell me why I couldn't remember anything that I tried to. But then again, maybe it was just a wolf, a creature of the night that had no idea that it was conversing with a vampire. The wolf nodded its head and the last thought vanished from my mind. This wasn't just a wolf and it apparently knew it was conversing with a vampire by the way its eyes kept coming back to me. I subconsciously licked my lips and tasted blood. I wiped my chin with the back of my hand and saw more blood. Perhaps I needed more practice with my feeding.

"Nobody, it's wrong," Edward said quietly, turning to look at me again, this time holding my gaze longer. Before I knew what he was doing, I was on his back once more, my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I rested my head against the back of his shoulder, preparing for the run back to his home when he looked back at the wolf again.

"This better not be a waste of my time Black," he hissed before taking off into the woods once more. The trees whipped past me and scratched my arms in a couple of places as Edward ran quickly through the trees, his mind seemingly elsewhere.

What was that? And where are we going?

As I had expected, Edward didn't answer my question right away. In fact he didn't answer me at all until his home was in sight once again. For the first time I took a good look at it and smiled. It was beautiful with its age and the glass wall that covered a whole side of the house. I could only imagine what the living room would look like with the blood red sunset filling the windows. My imagination was interrupted by Edward setting me down gently in front of a shiny silver Volvo.

"That was a werewolf. And unfortunately, we have the pleasure of going to see more."

(BPOV)

The phone rang loudly downstairs, interrupting Alice's little rant about hairdos and makeup ideas for the wedding, and I thanked it silently. I was sitting on my bed with my hands in my lap while Alice sat behind me, braiding my hair carefully. I made to stand up on the pretext of going to answer the phone when I heard Charlie answer it instead. Sighing, I sat back down and Alice resumed her rant and I feared that it would be hours before I would be able to escape her wrath and be in Edward's arms once more. Thank heaven's Charlie called for me only seconds later, saving my life and my sanity.

I made my way down the stairs quickly and grabbed the phone from Charlie, putting to my ear.

"Hello?"

I should have been wary when I saw the grin on Charlie's face when he passed me the phone, rather willingly; almost encouragingly.

"Bella? It's Jake. Is one of the lee- I mean Cullens there with you?"

I frowned. Since the wedding invitations had been sent out I hadn't heard much from Jacob and it hurt me to know that somewhere down in La Push he was probably hurt and mad at me. I had been hoping to talk to him and the phone call had seemed like the perfect situation, especially since he was calling me. But I should have realized. Jacob was more stubborn than that. He never would have forgiven me that easily, especially with the amount of pain I imagined he would have been dealing with.

"Yes, just a second."

I took a couple of steps towards the stairs and called for Alice in a normal tone, although I was worried that my frustration might show in it. If she heard it, Alice didn't show that she did and promptly took the phone from my hands, as if she knew who was calling for her.

"Yes." Silence. I waited patiently as Jacob explained something to her and a frown formed on Alice's beautiful face.

"Of course I can tell him." More silence. I could hear Jacob's voice rise slightly and his tone grew harsher. I wondered if he was threatening her. While he spoke Alice's frown turned a look of minor anger.

"He'll be there. They both will."

Without another word Alice hung up on Jacob and instantly picked up the phone again, dialing the number for Edward's cell phone. I listened intently, hoping to hear what the previous phone conversation was about but Alice talked too rapidly and quietly for me to catch anything. When the conversation was done, she passed me the phone.

"Edward? What's going on? What did Jacob want?"

I could hear him sigh on the other end of the phone, as the familiar sound of his Volvo's engine revved.

"They know."