Jasper
The airport is extremely busy. It makes me a little thirsty listening to all these vibrant hearts fluttering away. And even with all this flesh and blood around, I can still smell every vampire within a few miles. There are a lot of us.
At the gate I begin to notice just how many there really are. Our flight to Italy is basically an all vampire flight—other than the werewolves of course. The small numbers of humans that will be on this flight I feel bad for. They don't even know that they are sitting within feet of dangerous predators.
"What are you thinking about?" Alice asks as she caresses my arm lightly.
"Nothing important. Definitely not what I should be thinking about."
"You don't have to be worrying about what's coming every second of the day."
"I know," I agree. "But I should be a little bit more worried than I am. I mean it seems that everyone else here is nervous." I add with a chuckle, "Everyone except Emmett, of course." Alice smiles and kisses my hand.
"How are the wolves feeling?"
"They are actually less worried than the rest of us. Most of them feel very proud to be doing this. The ones with imprints are concerned more about their women than their own lives." Something tells me Alice wasn't asking about every wolf. Rather, she wanted to know about one very special one.
I know I'm right when she asks, "Is he going to be ok?"
"I focus intently toward Jacob. He's feeling a bunch of conflicting emotions. "I think so," I finally decide. "He knows what he needs to do. Even though he's depressed and scared and a little lost feeling, he will fight with everything he has."
"I hope Nessie is ok," Alice remarks. With the mention of her name, every vampire turns toward us. The werewolves, by contrast, look toward Jacob. Jake stands and walks away toward the bathroom. He looks like he's going to be sick.
"She'll manage on her own. She's strong."
The conversation ends because the plane begins boarding. As we walk down the long tunnel toward our seats I have the sudden realization that things are about to change forever. Next time we are in this airport (if we are ever in this airport again) we might have less in numbers and broken hearts. I'm now just as nervous as everyone else.