(BPOV)

"Edward!" I screamed. Garrett had finally launched himself into the air at the newborn.

I stood up, clutching the tree for support, unable to tear my eyes away from the poor, defenceless vampire. The only thing I could do was watch and pray that Edward would come running to the rescue. Seconds after the through ran through my mind a large flying mass collided yet again with a werewolf. The force of their impact drove them both clear into a large maple tree not five feet away. They hit the tree with a sickening crack before collapsing on the ground, both panting heavily. Which couldn't be true.

I turned back to the other fight to see that it was no longer a fight. Sam and Seth were talking to Aidan, who was back in human form. Luckily I couldn't see anything past Sam's broad back. Alice was already at the newborn's side checking her over. A cold hand took mine gently. I jumped back away from the tree and lost my footing. Instead of landing on the hard, mossy ground, I was looking up at Edward who seemed hurt.

"Sorry. You surprised me," I explained. Opening my mouth to speak again, I was cut off by the sound of Jacob's steadily increasing voice.

"What did you think you were doing? Do you really want to spill blood around three vampires? We're practically outnumbered!"

Garrett was lying face down on the ground at the base of the tree. Sam was standing beside Jacob looking down at Garrett.

"If you can't handle seeing her like this then I suggest you leave. I won't have you causing a war on my grounds." It was clear by the tone in Sam's voice that Garrett would be leaving one way or another.

Without a glance up at Sam, Garrett began trembling again, got up and ran into the woods at inhuman speed. Jacob watched him go, lingering resentment evident on his face.

"Sorry about that Edward. It shouldn't happen again," Sam apologized.

Edward acknowledged him with a slight shrug while Alice huffed from her spot beside the newborn.

"You have more questions? She can't answer any of them," Edward said suddenly, addressing somebody's thoughts. Aidan shifted uncomfortable and I wondered if anybody had thought to pre-warn him about Edward's gift.

"Where did you find her?" Aidan asked quietly.

"In the woods, quite a few miles from Forks. There was a faint scent that ended at the highway, and a faint scent of werewolf. We assumed that it was one of Sam's," Edward answered. Aidan looked, if possible, more uncomfortable than before, darting glances at the newborn. She was still standing next to Alice, her eyes closed and a vacant expression on her face. I turned back to the conversation when I heard Jacob talking.

"Nobody has been out that way in the past month. We wouldn't have left her there if we had been either."

A sudden idea popped into my mind as I watched Jacob. There were more reasons against it, but still, it could work.

"She is Adia. It makes sense," I started. They all turned to look at me, except the newborn who was still vacant looking. "Adia was a werewolf right? So wouldn't there still be her scent where she had spent two weeks? Besides," I hurried; Edward was trying to cut me off. "If she was a werewolf wouldn't the venom have needed more time to work? Especially if her body kept trying to repair the damage?"

Alice was silent, as was everybody else. Edward looked a little shocked at my sudden revelation.

"I agree with Bella. It makes perfect sense," Seth said quickly. He seemed anxious to keep the peace.

"It does make sense Edward," Alice added quietly. At her words we all turned to look at Edward, who was looking at the newborn.

"It does," he sighed. "But that doesn't change anything. She's still a vampire with no memory of her previous life." His eyes finally tore away from the newborn and he looked over to Jacob.

"Why doesn't she talk?" Aidan finally asked sounding exasperated. A small smile formed on Edward's face for the first time since we entered the clearing.

"She doesn't know what to say. At least, that was why she didn't earlier. The reason she isn't talking now is because she's ignoring the conversation, in a way. It's hard to explain," Edward managed to say before words failed him. "At the moment although her body is very much here, her mind and focus are in, from my best guess, Seattle."

The werewolves exchanged confused looks while Alice chuckled quietly. I gave her a questioning look. I felt as though I had missed an important memo. Of course, Edward hadn't told me of anything like this before and I was utterly and completely confused.

"Seattle?" I asked, looking up at Edward.

He pulled me into a hug, looking down at me. It I hadn't been against his chest, I doubted I would have heard him sigh.

(APOV)

The werewolves were boring. Until one of them actually stated what was going on, I wasn't even paying attention to them. I would much rather have been back at the Cullens' watching them work as a family, trying to come up with the right name for me and arguing about what was going on with me every time I closed my eyes.

Carlisle was convinced that my ability was my 'gift', much like those of Edward, Alice and Jasper. Unlike Edward though, I could communicate with whoever it was. Esme and Jasper tried to convince Edward that the man was probably somebody I close to while a human. Edward would then remind them that the man was surprised when I entered his mind for the first time, and clearly a vampire. Which brought up the unanswerable question: Why was I able to see into the mind of an unknown vampire, who was possibly hundreds of miles away?

I was brought back to Earth by a new, nervous voice. The man who spoke looked to be in his late teens and completely dishevelled.

"Adia?"

The name did nothing and I glanced at Edward. Is that my name?

Edward was too busy watching the man to answer my question so I decided to do the same. The desperation that was oozing out of him was starting to frighten me. If only there was a way to escape the clearing unnoticed. I looked around, trying to find a hole in the perimeter, but there was no way I could outrun any of them back to the Cullens'. Then it hit me. Without stopping to think about it, I closed my eyes.

When everything stayed dark I began to doubt my 'gift', until footsteps made their way towards me. Boots on tile echoed to me before the actual boots got there.

"Gabriel?"

The body I was in stirred. Just like earlier, I had no control but was merely along for the ride. After the body blinked a couple of times I realized that the room I was in was simply dark. I could make out the faint outlines of a door, window and a painting on the wall. It took me a minute to register the plushy, leather couch the body I was in was sitting on.

"Gabriel?" the voice outside the door repeated.

Alright, alright.

You're the same man as earlier.

The body, which had been in the process of sitting up, froze. It looked around a couple of times before I felt the recognition tense his muscles.

You're kidding me.

"Gabriel!"

Damn it.

Gabriel sat up and walked over to the door, grouchiness evident in his walk, but I could sense the underlying tension that filled his body.

You're scared of me?

Hell no. I'm annoyed by you.

Already?

Cleary.

Gabriel opened the door and our eyes were met with a yellow light and the silhouette of a tall figure. IT didn't take too long for Gabriel's eyes to adjust and his mind told me that the gorgeous man standing in the doorway was Lucien.

"What do you want Lucien?" Gabriel said with a bit of venom in his voice. It was odd, but hearing Gabriel's voice gave me chills. At the same moment that I felt the chills run down my currently nonexistent body, Gabriel stepped aside to let Lucien in. Gabriel's voice was different from that of his mind. It was sweeter and silkier than what actually came out of his mouth.

"Serafina was worrying about you."

Who's Serafina?

Piss off.

"Good for Serafina. Tell her I'm moping around and to mind her own fucking business."

Is she your … mate?

I couldn't think of the right word to finish my sentence, describing what Esme was to Carlisle. Unfortunately, I knew that the word I had chosen wasn't right.

"Hell no!" Gabriel exclaimed.

Lucien raised his eyebrow at Gabriel's sudden outburst. I giggled and was surprised to find that I could giggle in Gabriel's mind. The sound was unlike any I had heard before, tinkling bells that reminded me of Edward and my first impression of him as an angel.

My giggling fit was cut off though when Gabriel gasped in astonishment.

What?

Nothing.

"Hell no what, Gabe?" Lucien asked at precisely the wrong moment. Gabriel was no longer thinking about my giggle or out little conversation but was trying to come up with a decent explanation for Lucien.
"I forgot about the werewolves. How did they take the death of their 'kid'?" Gabriel asked.

Lucien looked a little surprised but went along with it.

"Evan said they were devastated. They followed her scent to the forest and headed to La Push when they couldn't find her body."

"La Push?"

It's just outside of Forks, about a fifteen minute drive from the Cullens' house. I'm near there right now.

What the hell? Who are the Cullens?

The vampire family who-

I felt a push coming from somewhere behind me and the next thing I knew I was lying on the ground in the middle of the clearing, surrounded by the werewolves, Alice and Bella. Edward was standing above me with a glare on his face and his hand held out to help me up.

Did you push me?

"We'll talk about that later," he hissed between his teeth.

I grabbed his hand and he pulled me up. Looking around I noticed that a couple of the werewolves weren't wearing any shirts and that Alice looked as if she had been rolling on the ground. I quickly noticed what looked like shirts and pants torn on the ground.

What did I miss?

"Garrett tried to kill you and Jacob saved your life" Edward answered, anticipating my next question.

Which one is Jacob?

Edward pointed and I couldn't help but stare a little. Jacob was by far the tallest person in the clearing, with shaggy black hair and lovely brown eyes which were currently boring into mine.

"Thank you," I said quietly, turning back to Edward.

Why didn't you save me?

"I was trying to keep Aidan from tearing Alice's head off."

Alice frowned slightly before turning her back on Edward. Clearly she wasn't happy with him anymore. I looked back at Jacob and was surprised to see that he was still looking at me, a slightly intense glint in his eyes. It was enough to make me take a step back.

"So…am I Adia?" I managed to murmur to nobody in particular.

"Maybe," Edward said at the same that Alice muttered, "yes."

I looked at Jacob, suddenly curious as to what his opinion was. He seemed to understand but merely shrugged his shoulders. Turning back to Edward, I saw his jaw twitch and wondered if anything was bothering him.

Then can we go now?

"Yes," Edward answered before speaking to Sam.

"Thank you for your ideas, but I still think that it doesn't add up quite right."

Without another word he scooped Bella into his arms and gently placed her on his back just like earlier. Bella looked a little glum but held on tight.

"Bye Jake," she called while smiling ruefully at the others. As soon as she was done, Edward took off back towards the car.

I said nothing, but refused to climb onto Alice's back. I wanted to run. She seemed to understand, but took my hand to lead me. I glanced back at Jacob one last time to see him grimace as if in pain. I didn't have time to think about it before Alice and I shot off into the dense forest.

Running by myself felt liberating. I felt better than I had since I woke up. It was if the wind acted like some kind of key, freeing me, briefly, from the thoughts and burdens that usually plagued my mind.

It seemed to take no time to get back to the car. I soon found myself climbing into the back seat of the Volvo beside Alice. The moment the last door closed we were embraced by a stony silence until Edward spoke.

"What did you think you were doing?"

His voice was an eerie calm that frightened me more than anything I had seen of heard before. Bella seemed to think he was talking to her and a startled expression fell on her face. Alice looked away, choosing not to take part in the conversation.

I don't know what you're talking about Edward.

"You told him. Told him where we are, who we are and most importantly you told him where to find you," he answered, a cool frost seeping into his words.

You make it sound worse than it really is. I'm sure he won't come looking for us.

"You can't be sure of that and frankly, I don't want to deal with another coven of nomad vampires. I don't want Bella's life in danger again!"

"Neither do I," I whispered. It was the first time I had spoken out loud to Edward; I had fallen into the habit of relying on his gift to communicate with him. This time though, I knew he wouldn't be able to sense the emotion or the depth from where my words were coming. I didn't know Bella that well. Hardly as well as I knew the Cullens, but I knew what Edward felt for her. I could barely imagine what Edward would do is Bella got hurt, let alone killed. Whereas to me Edward was a brother, my guardian angel of sorts. I heard him sigh with resignation as I thought it, but kept on thinking.

I don't want to see you without her. I'm sorry I slipped up. It won't happen again.

"Don't worry about it Adia," Alice suddenly put it. "He has a tendency to overreact."

Bella giggle from up front, but it didn't last long. An audible "oh" issued from her and we all followed her gaze which led directly to Jacob and Sam.

Jacob was staring back at us and looked as if he was going to run at the Volvo. Sam, on the other hand, was trying to lead Jacob to the car; I could see his lips moving urgently but his expression was one of sympathy. Slowly, Jacob moved towards the car, but we never saw him get in it. Edward had finally started the car, did a very illegal u-turn and took off back up the highway towards the Cullens' house.

"Home," Edward whispered, too quietly for Bella to hear. "We're going home."

Home. The word sounded warm and comforting. Just like Esme and Carlisle would be when we arrived and told them our story of what happened. Solid and structured like the relationships between the Cullens. A place to feel loved and cherished. It was at the same moment that Alice spoke that I realized it for myself.

"You're part of this family too Adia," she whispered. And as much as I rejoiced hearing those words something deep inside of me knew it was a lie. Something deep inside of me was falling apart and crying.