AN: OMG, I was being my usual random self when I stumbled across the SECOND TRAILER FOR ECLIPSE! I'm pretty sure a lot of you have seen the first trailer, which starts with Edward's proposal to Bella, but this one starts with ACTION! Be sure to check it out on my profile!

Chapter 19

Kris

Do you remember when I told you my first instinct was to run away from Jeb?

Guess what happened today.

It was a quiet afternoon, very peaceful. The sun was out, warming the place with its scarlet rays.

The birds were singing. Wolves were howling. Jeb was unusually quiet.

Oh, and I got shot at, again!

Well, here's how it all started. I told Jeb about how I'll have to leave soon, and he got all pissed. I went up into the treehouse to collect some of my things, and my back was turned away from the door. I always left my radio on the windowsill, so I looked up to turn it off. In the reflection of the slick black frame was a horrible sight.

Jeb was standing behind me, his gun pointed at me.

"Turn around, Kristen," he barked. Kristen? How'd he figure out my real name?

"Who's Kristen?" I lied. "My name's Krystal."

"Don't think I don't know your real name, girl, now turn around so I can kill you!"

I slowly turned around, ducking at the same time. A bullet hit the bed. The gunshot left my ears ringing.

"You're very fast, girlie."

"Uh, huh," I said, dodging as another bullet hit the windowsill. It killed the radio.

"Just like when I helped you train for the Olympic Finals," Jeb snarled. I froze.

"What?" I asked.

"You don't recognize your own father, you little traitor?"

My heart almost stopped. No, please tell me this was a nightmare. Please let this be a vivid and horrible dream...

"You told the authorities. You sent me to prison for life. I should've snapped your neck when I had the chance..."

"No! It was your damn fault!" I screeched. "You hurt my momma. Now she's dead! And you're the one to blame! I had a right to tell the authorities!"

"And now, you're not gonna be around to tell nobody. You can't escape."

"Oh, can't I?"

I inched towards the window. Jeb looked at me withshocked eyes.

"You're insane," he said.

"Yup, that's me," I yelled, jumping out.

Okay, part one has been successful of this plan. The last two parts are yelling "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH!" and flattening into a pancake on the hard dirt floor below.

To my surprise, the descent was pretty slow. Slow enough for me to put myself into position and land on my feet.

Here's the stranger part. Just as I started to run, I felt as if there were another part of me, running into some bushes and never stopping. I heard gunshots, and I fell to the ground, dead.

But why was I still running? I stopped and pinched my arm, hard.

"YEOWCH!" I gasped. Okay, I'm not dead. Yet. I heard Jeb yell and head straight for me.

I started to climb the trees, jumping from limb to limb. Jeb's footsteps all but disappeared. I stopped and leaned against the trunk, wiped out. I was gasping for air.

"Kris?"

A voice called my name from below me, but it wasn't one I recognized. I looked down.

There was a young Native American boy standing at the base of tree.

"She's over here!" he yelled to someone. I got up and ran again. I don't want to be discovered.

"Wait!" Another voice yelled, a female this time, but I ignored it. I kept on running. My feet kept on hitting the limbs, but I was going so fast, I could've sworn I was flying.


Mai

"Wait!" I yelled as Kris disappeared again.

"Great. She flickered," Harry yelled, kicking a rock.

Brady looked shocked.

"She. Ran. From me. She ran. From me. She ran-" Edward clapped a hand over his mouth to keep him from repeating himself.

"I'm sorry, Brady," he said. "It seems as though she'd forgotten us completely.

"What?"

"She didn't recognize Harry. She would have recognized him and realized who we were. She doesn't remember us."

"WHAT?"

"She lost her memories," I said quietly. "This explains why I couldn't see her before! She doesn't remember anything!"

"But there was still that physical sheild..." Harry said.

"That wasn't her! Oh, man, this makes more sense," Brady wailed. "Now I can start fresh!"

"What?" Now it was our turn to ask.

"She didn't like me much unless I was in my wolf form! I can start fresh again, make her like me in both forms!"

"Can we please focus, people?" I yelled. "Kris just ran off and I'm going to try to find her again. Now please, hush so I can think!"

That got them to shut up. Brady morphed into his wolf form and sniffed around. I sat on the boulder and sighed.

Jacob and Seth were talking in Quileute. Edward occasionally added something into their conversation in English, so I got the basic idea of what they were dicussing.

"No, I don't think the Imprints are drawn towards the wolves..."

Jacob said something in Quileute, so I didn't understand until Edward started up again.

"Think about it Jacob. I'm sure if we moved somewhere else after Renesmee was born, she would run off to find you. You probably wouldn't run to find her, either, unless it was to kill her... and me."

Jacob made a disgusted sound at the idea. Looking up, I saw he was shaking his head, looking guilty.

"But still, wouldn't they eventually meet, someday?" Seth asked, not bothering to hide the conversation from everyone that wasn't Quileute or Edward.

"It depends on if Jacob would still be phasing after Renesmee's birth," Edward said. "If he stopped, he would surely age, and if he wasn't alive anymore by the time we returned..."

"I'm sure that if you all left, I would've lived the rest of my life as a lone wolf."

"That may be true, but eventually you'll die. And you would have never met Renesmee."

"So what you're saying is, Kris might never run to find Brady on her own, and if Brady never met her, he wouldn't do the same?" Jacob demanded.

"Exactly. It's always by chance that you run into your Imprints. Who knows? Maybe Harry's eventual Imprint will be living in New York!" Edward stopped, then, at the look Seth gave him. He didn't want Harry to phase.

"Seth, it will happen eventually," Jacob said, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sure the vampire gene in him will make sure of that."

Harry looked at the ground. He'd been absorbing the conversation, and I could tell he was scared of phasing, by the way his father and Jacob acted. I jumped off the boulder and hugged him gently.

"You should stop talking now," I told them. "This isn't the type of conversation that Harry really needs to hear."

"Thanks," Harry mumbled against my shoulder, hugging me back.

"What're friends for?" I asked, glaring at Seth. He ought to know he's going to hurt his son.

"You're not really my friend," Harry sniffled. "You're more like an aunt, or a second mother."

My heart fluttered. I never really considered having a child, but in a way, Harry expressed what I internally wanted. A child.

"I'll be around for you, even after you phase," I told him. "You know, it's not such a bad thing, being a wolf. You should hear Collin go on about it..."

Harry chuckled. I hugged him tighter and pulled away.

"Harry, you're a twelve-year-old kid with the mind of a thirty-year-old. Mentally, you are mature enough to handle anything that might happen. And if you phase, you might even have the strength to phase back. Stop crying and worrying. You're not a monster. And we love you."

Harry nodded, smiling.

"Thanks," he said. "And I love you, too, Mother Two."

I laughed and hugged him again.

"And if you do phase, and you find the one girl that will make your heart pound for her, I'm pretty sure her heart will do the same," I whispered. "I say that from experience."

"I hope I do find someone like that," Harry said, grinning.

"Now, stop thinking about girls or you'll grow up with a lecherous mind," I laughed. "Go and look for some rocks or something."

"Okay!" he laughed, too, running off.

And I unconsciously placed my hand on my unfortunately flat belly.

AN: Aw, Mai wants a kid! I'm guessing you know where the next new story will go, right?

Love, kisses, and reviews!

Speaking of kisses, have you noticed that Brady and Kris haven't stolen a smooch at all yet? Hmm...