Last update before Christmas! Happy Holidays everyone!

JPoV

Bella was going crazy. My promise to Edward was still important, but I didn't know how to take care of her. I asked her to rest, but she'd rather fidget or pace. I offered to put on a movie or play a board game, but Bella would rather stare at the furniture. The windows remained covered, the door locked, the maid service suspended, and the TV low. I watched ESPN all day or I guess night. Bella and I were on a strange sleep clock.

Jasper was making the room calm so I literally couldn't feel worry. It was strange-no matter how many thoughts crept into my head, I couldn't let them bother me.

Bella was curled up next to me on the couch in the suite's living room. She was staring into space. Jasper was in the kitchen with Mom, quietly talking. Alice was in a tiny ball too, concentrating on her visions.

Without inclination, my aunt stood up and gasped. Her eyes were lost in a vision, an expression I knew well.

Uncle Jazz appeared at her side. "What did you see?"

"He changed his course. He's in a basement, waiting. He's reading old papers. I can't read them though."

"What's in the basement?" Jazz asked.

"Boxes, lots of boxes. There's a tarp of some kind rolled up in the corner and rakes are in a pile in the corner," Alice said, "The other vision's fading in and out-it's relying on another's choice. He's on a lawn. His skin is very bright. It's too bright to see anything else, and the angle's weird. Then the vision just disappears."

"When?" Mom hissed.

"Today or tomorrow," Alice said, "The dark room comes first."

"Anything else?" Mom asked. My aunt shook her head.

"What does that mean?" Bella asked.

"He's changed his mind, and he's being led to those places," Alice said.

"Should we call?" Mom asked. The vampires exchanged looks. The phone rang.

Alice smiled with relief and held the phone to her ear.

"Emmett. It's good to hear you," Alice said. Dad spoke for a while.

"I know I just saw him," Alice said, "He's getting on a plane that's going to lead him to a dark basement then some type of field. Rose?" Mom appeared next to Alice and took the phone.

"Emmett! I miss you too," Mom said. Her face lit up like it hadn't in days.

"Where are you?" she asked.

"Yes, not much, just waiting for news from the front," Mom said, "Where are Carlisle and Esme?"

"Why would she be in Forks?" Mom asked quietly, "Has she found anything?"

"Okay," Mom said, biting her lip and nodding, "Here he is." Mom walked over and handed the phone to me.

"Hello?" I asked into the cellphone.

"Hey, Jake!" Dad greeted enthusiastically. My dad was a very optimistic guy. I liked to think I gained my outlook from him, but I doubted he was very bright right now. Despite the natural vampire knack for lying, I saw through my father's tone.

"Hey, Dad," I said, "how's vampire hunting?"

"Enh, same old, same old," Dad said. I heard his booming laugh on the other end.

"Where are you guys?"

"A bit north of Vancouver. The vamp's on a plane. We think he's heading back to Forks to start over. He's not getting near you guys though. You're gonna be fine."

"I know, Dad," I said.

"Edward's giving me this look. He wants to talk to you," Dad said, a bit puzzled.

"To me?" I asked.

"Jacob?" Edward asked. He sounded really stressed.

"Edward?" I asked. Bella's ears perked up. She watched the phone with more than interest, desire, maybe even envy.

"I know Bella won't be truthful with me so tell me, how is Bella doing?"

"Oh," I said, understanding why he wanted to talk to me, "Fine. Worried and stuff, but not like depressed or anything."

"Thank you for taking care of her," Edward said.

"Well, I'm not just doing it for you," I told him.

"Of course. May I speak to her?"

"Yeah, sure," I said, "Bella?"

Bella came to life and leaned across the couch. She took the phone from me and put it to her ear.

"Edward," she breathed. I somewhat heard Edward's response but couldn't make out intelligent sentences.

"Fine, of course. I was so worried. Are you okay?" she asked. That's so Bella. She's human and being hunted by a vampire yet she asks the indestructible guy how he's holding up.

"Where are you?" she asked. I assumed Edward was giving her the same answer my dad gave me.

"Is Charlie protected?" Bella asked.

"Why would she be in Forks?"

"But you're sure Charlie's okay?" Bella asked, "Okay...I miss you."

"Of course," Bella said.

"I'm still waiting for you," she promised. I don't know why I'm still listening to this conversation. It was over now anyway. Bella took the phone from her ear, and switched it from hand to hand. She was worried.

"Esme won't let the woman hurt your dad," I reminded Bella.

Bella looked up at me. Her face was distressed. She nodded.

"But you're still worried?" I guessed. Bella shrugged and smiled a little.

"I trust all of you, and deep down, I think I might believe we're all going to make it out of this alive. I just can't help but worry," Bella admitted. I nodded. I took the phone from Bella and got up. I put it on the kitchen table next to Uncle Jasper. He and Alice were drawing on a piece of hotel stationary. I went over to the fridge and grabbed a banana. Then I sat next to them.

"What are you guys drawing?" I asked.

"Alice's vision," Uncle Jasper said.

"It's like he was in a trench or something," Alice murmured, "and then this weird little hill rose up right here." I looked at the picture. If it was a photo, I'd assume it was taken from the perspective of a dog lying in the grass or something else that sounded like a Photography 101 assignment. The grass obtruded the vision. A dozen yards or more from where the eyes were, a circular mound rose up.

"Like a pitcher's mound," I murmured. Sports information was flooding my mind from all the ESPN I was watching. Aunt Alice and Jasper snapped their necks up and looked at me. Alice looked back to her picture.

"If that's the mound, then this must be taken from a dugout!" Alice said.

"He's going to a baseball field!" Jasper said.

"Happy to help," I said. I took my fruit and sat next to Bella on the couch.

"Alice?" Bella asked, "Is the phone secure?"

"Yes," Alice said with certainty, "The Caller ID will show up as Washington."

"Then can I call my mom?" Bella asked, "She was supposed to come here in a few weeks."

"Of course," Alice said. She tossed the phone lightly, barely flicking her wrist. Bella held out her hands, but missed the catch. The phone landed on the couch. Bella smiled sheepishly. Alice apologized.

"Hey mom," Bella said, "It's Bella. I'm fine. Don't come home. I just need some time. I love you and Dad, and I'm sorry."

Bella hung up the phone. She looked at me. "Do you think she understands that I have very good reason behind why I'm doing this?"

I thought of my mom. She was mad at Bella and felt that she was detrimental to my safety, but she was keeping her opinions to herself. She wanted to leave Bella behind, but I asked to bring her, and she was complying. Her silence is a gift to me because by not saying anything, she's agreeing to help the girl I care about.

I nodded. "Yeah, moms are good like that."

Have a great weekend everybody (: