Hi everyone!

PHEW! What. A. Week!

Work has been super hectic and I swear if it wasn't my own business, I'd probably quit! It almost makes me miss working a regular 9 to 5 job...almost.

Plus Halloween was yesterday and because trick or treating isn't normally done in Australia, some poor sucker has to actually organise it in their area. In my suburb, that poor sucker was me...oh joy. All the kids had fun though so I can't bitch too much. My son decided to go as Slender Man (don't ask me, I have no idea either), which was pretty much just him in his suit and tie with a white mask, so at least I didn't have to make him a costume.

Massive thanks to Mercyrus, Aslyone39, JXB Addicted, MorganaNM, . & A Little Ramble for following this little ol' story, and to jansails, Edlovesme, "Guest", sassygirl156, tsm0836, BellaBiter & frostedglaze for leaving me such fantastic reviews. Your support is sweeter than all the Halloween candy I've stolen from my son today...and completely guilt-free!

:-D

EPOV

"...and that's when you showed up," I finish simply. In comparison to his story, ours is incredibly lame. We woke up and we walked here, there's no way possible to make it sound remotely interesting.

By now the others had gradually joined us, but apparently they were happy to leave the story telling to me.

Big mistake.

Not only does Jacob look bored, he looks angry too. His nostrils are flared and his left eye keeps twitching. It would almost be funny...if he wasn't big enough to murder us and grind our bones to make his bread.

"Do you expect me to believe that you just...appeared in this time?" he says slowly.

"Why not?" Mike foolishly challenges. I subtly shake my head at him, but he ignores me. "You did. Do you expect us to believe that?"

Poor Mike, he will be sorely missed...

"It took my people years to develop the ability to travel through time," Jacob explains angrily, rising to his feet. "An ability that you all appear to have knowledge of, so I demand to know how?"

"We don't know anything," Jasper says quietly. Jacob furiously scrubs his face with his hand and begins pacing back and forth in front of us, as I try to understand what he's accusing us of.

Does he really believe that we arrived here the same way he did?

That we all have the same abilities?

The whole idea is impossible. If all we had to do to travel through time was fall asleep, surely this would have happened before.

Right?

I mean, I used to sleepwalk sometimes when I was little. I remember waking up on the living room sofa, even the stairs a couple of times, but never in a different era.

I'm not that weird.

Jacob stops pacing and turns to face us, his muscular arms folded over his equally beefy chest.

Hmm...maybe I should join a gym...

"Tell me more about where you came from," Jacob demands. "Are there wars? Sickness?"

"Well...yes we have wars," I begin, deciding that it's probably better if I'm the spokesperson for our group. "Not in this country though, not on this continent even. And there's sickness as well, but not the kind you described. People aren't dying on mass."

"No..." he mumbles to himself, nodding his head. "And this campsite you journeyed from, where is it exactly?"

"It's in the Olympic National Park," I say, digging into a pocket on the side of my pack and pulling out a crumpled piece of paper. "Here, I have a map."

I flatten the paper out on the tarmac beside me and point to the site. Jacob studies the map carefully before shaking his head. He slowly turns the map around to study the site from different directions, then sighs.

"You said the buildings near there were destroyed," he states. I nod quickly. Though it's entirely possible that I just couldn't find them, I don't want to admit that to the group let alone a complete stranger. "Are there any other landmarks nearby? Something that is still there today?"

"No, there was nothing," I reply sadly. Not that I was paying that much attention, I was more concerned with getting us the hell away from that place as fast as possible. "Why?"

"No particular reason," he says defensively. He has a far off look in his eyes, and while I'm horrible at reading peoples expressions, I get the feeling he's hiding something from us.

Or he could just be daydreaming...

Though now is really not the time for that. I was relying on him to help us get home not to waste time dreaming about god knows what.

"Oh, the tree!" Alice suddenly squeals hysterically. Jacob breaks his trance to glare menacingly at her.

"What tree?" he asks coldly, but Alice seems completely unaffected by his hostile attitude.

"The apple tree," she happily replies. She looks around the group. "Remember? The one Edward freaked out about?"

Judging from the chuckles that follow her question, it's pretty safe to assume that everyone remembers not only the apple tree but my reaction to it. I'm just surprised that I didn't think of it before Alice did.

"And this tree is near the campsite?" Jacob asks eagerly, his whole demeanor changing in seconds.

"It's at the campsite," I admit sheepishly. "Just inside the tree line."

He quickly nods his head once before closing his eyes. I immediately recognise the action.

"Wait," I shout. He slowly opens his eyes again and glares impatiently at me. "Are you coming back? Are you going to help us get home?"

When a friendly smile spreads across his face, I'm so relieved I could hug him.

In a purely platonic manly was of course...

But as he continues to stare at me, his smile takes on an almost evil quality. I open my mouth to ask again but he cuts me off with just one word.

"No."

And before I can blink, he disappears again.