Author's Note: Guys, Chelsea is SM's Chelsea - you know, the one who cuts relationships? Yup, I'm that evil.

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COLBY BLACK

Get me? A bloodsucker came suddenly and was there to get me? Me? And I thought I'd seen it all.

"If you're here to get me, you must know I can snap your head in half now if I want to."

She smiled. ''Impressive,'' she purred, ''But once you know why I want you, you won't want to kill me.''

I almost rolled my eyes. ''Then why do you want me?''

''Well,'' she started, pausing, ''I lost my coven several years ago.''

I frowned. ''The Volturi?''

She nodded. ''They used to rule us.''

''Funny how you say 'us','' I noted, ''I'm not a bloodsucker.''

She chuckled. ''You're Edward's grandson, how can you not be?''

''What do you want from me?'' I groaned, leaning my head on the wall.

''Their death was leaked, we need a new ruler.''

I wanted to laugh at 'ruler', or tell her to go buy one, but I focused on what mattered the most. ''Again, what do you want from me?''

She raised an eyebrow at me. ''You're a member of the largest-''

''I'm not a 'member' in the Cullen clan; they're family and there's a difference, leech.''

She ignored me. ''The largest coven, the Cullens. And you're, by far, the most powerful vampire of all.''

I huffed. ''How many times do I have to tell you this? I am not a fucking vampire! Now leave me alone, go find yourself some idiot to agree, and stay the hell away from me and my family.''

''Let me rephrase,'' she said, ''You're the most powerful creature of all - you're more powerful than vampires, more powerful than shape-shifters, and I bet you're even more powerful than werewolves,'' she added, ''Plus, you'll be well-respected by the whole vampire world, you won't have to worry about anyone coming near Washington if you will, and you'll have fortunes running between your fingers,'' she continued, putting a light hand on my shoulder, taking me in a daze, ''What are you waiting for? Let's fly to Volterra, or do you have someone to go back to?''

And for a second, I wasn't sure.

ALISON ANDERSON

Finally, I thought as soon as the bell rang, announcing the ending of our PE lesson; even though we were out playing in the open field (yes, a miracle happened and Forks was not raining), and today we played tennis, the air felt so thick and so still - every few minutes I had to concentrate on the act of breathing.

"Are you okay?" Cloe asked, frowning, "You look kinda pale."

I shrugged. "I don't feel so well," I whispered, the tightness in my chest not allowing me to speak any louder. I winced.

"Should I take you to the nurse?"

I shook my head. "I'll be fine."

Ever since yesterday, nothing went well; I couldn't sleep until 2 a.m, I had nightmares, I woke up thirty minutes late, I totally forgot to bring my homework and, now, I wasn't feeling well. Thank you very much, Colby Black. Yes, I thought he had something to do with all of this; why did all these things happen to me when he wasn't around? Even his phone was off.

I walked with Cloe, Jarrett following us. With every step I took, my chest tightened up a bit more, and my breaths got shallower. I tried to think of something else, but every happy thought in my brain seemed to end up with Colby - I know how cliche that sounds, but it was true; even the thought of chocolate chip cookies ended up reminding me of how he thought it would improve my mood a couple of days ago.

That was the tightness struck. Hard - harder than ever. And I stopped in my place, trying to work on my breathing, attempting to inhale, but the pain making me regret it. "C-Cloe."

"Oh God, oh God, oh God," she panicked as I sat down, leaning my back on the lockers, still concentrating on the process - sometimes enduring the pain to breathe, and others enduring the breathlessness to avoid the pain. "Jarrett! Jarrett! Go get someone! Quick! Now!"

In, out. In, out. In, out.

I could tell people were gathering around us, blocking my last chances of air, and the more people gathering, the less my vision was aware of their presence. For a second, I seriously thought I was going to die; the less breaths I took, the less control I could take over my body, and the less control the less safety, and the thought of death wasn't irrational at the point. I was never suicidal, but I had moments when I thought it would give me the rest I sometimes craved - like now.

I'm not ready to die, a voice in me said.

''Allie, Allie," Cloe said, shaking me, hard.

''Is she breathing?'' Someone asked.

''Her lips are blue.''

''Where's that nurse?''

''Give her some room!''

What's wrong? Tell me what's wrong! Colby's voice, from more than one memory, echoed in my head, and, for a while, I think I even forgot how to breathe before blackness crept over everything.

COLBY BLACK

"What are you trying to do?"

Chelsea huffed, frowning in concentration. "So strong," she muttered, "I can't even shake it."

This morning, Chelsea kept asking me some absurd questions; stuff like if I wanted to see 'Sarah'. "Sara who?" I'd asked her, and she'd smiled, "Your sister," she'd answered. Sister. Hm. Interesting. I had no will to see her, to call her or anything. I didn't forget her, but her identity to me was blurry; I didn't feel like I wanted to go back home because I missed her, or Mom, or Dad; I wanted to keep wandering a bit more to keep Allie safe.

I missed her, so much it was painful at times, but knowing that what I was doing was for her best benefit.

"Look, Chelsea," I said, sitting up, my eyes sore from the lack of sleep. "I don't know how you're thinking, but you just sticking around me isn't going to convince me. Seriously, go find someone else - I'm not interested."

"So you're going back to Washington?"

I sighed. "I don't know - maybe not."

"Then why won't you come? People would kill for a position like that! You'll have the most talented, most experienced vampires and wolves following your every word," she said, then leaned her head on my shoulder, running her fingers up my arm, intriguing both my primary wolf and puke instincts, "We could rule the world."

"Chelsea," I growled, "Get off of me, and leave me alone. I don't want to become the new Volturi and I don't want to be with you," I shrugged her off, "One more second in my car, I'll chop you, burn you and the car."

Her features hardened as she opened the Ferrari's door. "If that's how you want to play."

"Yes, please."

ALISON ANDERSON

"Allie," Mary whispered in my ear, trying to wake me up, not knowing I was already conscious and was savoring the freedom of breath, "Colby's here, don't you want to talk to him?"

I snapped my eyes open, scanning the nurse's office around me for Colby, only to find Embry, standing behind Mary, shaking his head. "Where?" I asked, "Where is he?"

Mary looked down at the ground, "Sorry, but you won't wake up - he called an hour ago though. He got a new number. Do you want me to call him?"

I sat up with no difficulty, as if I was only sleeping. "Really?"

She nodded, getting out her phone. "Alice told Nessie she saw you," she said as she dialed a number, handing me the phone, "What happened?"

I just scowled at her, pressing the phone to my ear, my heart thumping when he finally answered. "Hello?"

I stayed silent; I still didn't know why he decided to separate us - maybe he was avoiding me, in particular. Will he be mad when he knows I'm the one calling him? For a second, I didn't care. "Colby."

He breathed into the phone. "Oh my God," he said, "Allie, is something wrong?" I couldn't answer him; if I did, I would need to explain why, and if I explained why, I would just humiliate myself even more. "Are you there? Allie?" he repeated after a while, "Are you mad at me? Is that it? Tell me, please, Allie, you can't stay silent like that."

"I just want to know why, that's all."

"Al," he started, "You wouldn't understand me, sweetie. I-"

"I'm not a kid anymore, Colby!"

"Just trust me, okay!" he yelled, making me flinch.

"You know what, Colby?" I muttered, licking my lips, "If you think I'm so immature you can't tell me why you did what you did, then you're the immature one who just can't face me."

"Allie, you're getting on my nerves. I don't wanna be mad at you."

You already are. "Well, I'm sorry I make you mad, and I'm sorry you just can't accept who I am," I muttered, "I hope you're feeling half as bad as I'm feeling about this, Colby Black."

And, with that, I hung up.

Author's Note: I know it's kind of a filler, in some way or the other - but there's gonna be a jump in time the next chapter, and I hate to do a huge jump in one chapter.

What did you think, though?

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