This is the last chapter that will shift around a lot, I must warn you from Alice to Allison there is a significant time lapse, about six months goes by.

Alice

"She's so close." Edward murmurs next to me, leaning in to avoid nosey ears from our peers as we sit at lunch.

"I had no idea it would happen so soon. When I saw, I thought for sure it would be a while." I sigh, stirring my uneaten soup, more interested in our conversation than pretending to eat.

"I can't even get a clear read on him. His thoughts are bouncing around more than I've ever encountered. It can't be healthy." Edward muses.

"Well I can't imagine she's better off knowing that they can run into each other so easily."

"He's so worried he scared her off for good. Kate keeps saying she will come back, and I trust her, but Jasper doesn't." Edward's voice drops lower as the rest of our family approaches us.

Jasper straggles behind Rose and Emmett, desperately trying not to make eye contact with any of the people around us. He looks worse than worse, and I wince when I see how dark his eyes are. Since that day they saw each other he has been refusing to hunt, afraid that he will see her again and really scare her off.

"Hey." He mutters, sitting stiffly in the chair next to me.

"Hey." I respond, watching him pick apart an orange as though he may hurt it as well.

"We have to leave." He finally addresses everyone, looking at each of them shortly.

"Bro, we just moved here." Emmett states, looking at him as though he's lost his mind.

"I messed up bad, and I can't stay here and ruin things more. She doesn't deserve that, and I don't know how many more times I can pass her sister on the street knowing that I'm the cause of her pain. There's so much pain here, and I can't take it anymore."

Jasper looks to be on the verge of tears he can't cry, and I reach out to soothe him thinking that no one else will.

"Jazz, we can't just pick up and leave," I start, trying to be a voice of reason, but I'm interrupted.

"No, he's right, we've done enough damage. If we ever want her to come back to us, we can't stay here and breathe down her neck. She needs space, we give her space, and in time I have no doubt that she will come back." Rose sighs, flipping back her hair as she looks out over the mass of students.

"We should talk to Carlisle, he will know what to do." Edward nods, eyeing me across the table.

I lean back again, watching as Kate and Tanya approach us. Neither have been incredibly worried about Calina's disappearance, not that I expected them to be. They know her better than anyone, and if we leave they will no doubt take care of her if trouble comes her way.

"He will." I agree.

. . .

Allison

"She'll be back, she'll be back." I repeat to myself like some kind of sick mantra as I fumble with another poster.

The sheriff's office stopped coming around after the seventh month. Most all of them have written Calina's disappearance as another attempt to escape, and a successful one at that. Since she ran away the day after I got there to take care of her, they think she is a 'troubled girl' at least that's what the last one to visit said.

I feel like if I just hang another poster, if I just search a little farther into the woods, I will find her. My only hope is to find her well.

Her friends held vigils when we first found out she was missing, but since then their support has dwindled to nothing as well. Only two kids bother to really check up on me weekly. Tanya, and another girl, Marlee are around like clockwork each week, helping me hand out flyers or put up signs.

Done with copying flyers, I put them down on the kitchen table, collapsing into one of the chairs. I'm exhausted from the day. It seems like clients are neverendingly needy, and then I come home to this mess. It feels like I don't even have the controls anymore.

The television blares behind me, but I don't even have the energy to shut it off. I know I can't sit for long though, dishes have to be done, and a presentation I haven't even begun sits in front of me on the table.

I stand slowly, ignoring the ache of my heart, and walk to the sink. My hands tremble, but I wash the first plate, grateful for something mundane where I don't have to use my already fried brain.

. . .

Calina

Months have passed since I saw Jasper in the woods. At first I thoroughly avoided that area of the woods, then my heart got in the way, and I started frequenting it more and more hoping to even just catch a glimpse of him. Something about him makes it impossible to be away, it's a pull impossible to escape.

I let out a breath from the trees as I watch the sky above me. The stars seem endlessly beautiful even from down on earth. I can't imagine their brilliance from space. Satisfied that I've watched them long enough, I jump swiftly down, the branches passing me by at a dizzying speed.

I practically hit the ground running the all too familiar route that I've taken many times back to town. I can't keep myself from watching over Allison. Even if it will get me caught by my familial counterparts in the area.

The snow dances around me as I push through the dense forest. Everything seems so perfect, so calm out here, but I know that my time in hiding is swiftly coming to a close.

I've been able to walk around town, gone shopping, even to the cafeteria of a hospital without killing anyone. My excuse of running in order to gain control is waning thin. On the other hand, my excuse of escaping Jasper and his life altering decision on my behalf still holds strong.

When I first left, I resigned myself to the fact that I hated him more than anyone in the world. Over time, I have grown to know that the feelings I feel are no less than hate, but far less volatile. My heart is drawn to him, but my head is not.

The brick fortress of a house approaches me in the distance, and I stop quickly as Allison comes into view, even from here I can make out the tremble in her hands as she washes a plate with motions as robotic as they are slow.

I concentrate on her mind, feeling my way into control, something I still haven't gotten the hang of yet. Influence is something I've found I have some kind of hold on, but I haven't the slightest why.

"I love you." I repeat over and over again in my head, trying my hardest to push that thought straight into her brain. I've been trying this for days unsuccessfully but something about now seems necessary to get my message across to her.

Suddenly, her shoulders slump, and she falls out of view. Immediately my mind works into overdrive, thinking of all the horrid things that could be happening to her. I rush towards the house, contemplating breaking through the window when I hear her sobs.

Through them I manage to make out the words she's murmuring back.

"I love you, I love you." She whispers, and if my heart could break, it would.

I freeze in my spot, leaning on the outside wall next to where she now sits. Falling to the ground, I put my head in my hands, knowing that there is nothing left for me here. I cannot continue to torture myself any longer.

. . .

Rosalie

"Oh this is just fantastic." I shout, glaring over at Edward.

"Rose, please." Emmett mutters next to me, and my anger flares at him as well.

From across the room, Jasper looks down at the ground, most likely trying to find an in to defuse someone's anger. Even Alice is looking down at the ground solemnly.

"I cannot control who my singer is, Rosalie." Edward shouts back at me.

Our relationship has been rather strained since we moved and he found his singer. We thought that sending him back to Alaska for a few days would do him good, but he just came back with the idea that if he tries to be civil and see her humanity, he won't kill her.

"How could any of you be this daft? Did you not see how the last human relationship turned out?" No one dares to look at me, but I know that my words will not break through to them.

"What happened to Calina is not forgivable, but Edward should at least be given a chance." Carlisle muses from his chair, giving Esme a nod.

"Jasper, how can you be okay with this. Calina won't even see you, how can you wish that upon your brother?"

"Please, Rose, don't bring her into this." He sighs, no emotion laced with his words.

"Look at him, Edward, this is what you will become if you let yourself lose control. I will leave if another human dies at our hands." I snarl, pulling myself away from Emmett.

Alice interrupts my movements, gasping slightly with a faraway look on her face. Edward's head shoots up and his eyes snap over to her.

"Alice, what do you see?" Jasper jumps to life next to Alice, taking her hand and squeezing it tightly.

"It's Calina." Alice whispers, and I close my eyes, turning to face the news.

No one moves as we wait for Alice to speak, and we don't have to wait long.

"She's made her decision."

. . .

Calina

"I knew you couldn't stay away." Kate rolls her eyes, pulling me into a tight hug, her golden eyes checking me over swiftly.

"Is he here?" I mutter to her, and her face drops to a frown.

"They left some weeks after you changed." She sighs, pulling me into her house.

"Left?"

"Yeah, come on, Tanya and Carmen are just inside the den." She tugs at me, so I follow her closely, not expecting Tanya to crash into me like she does.

"You're home, you're home." She cries, hugging me close.

"Yeah." I whisper "Home."