'They are two miles that way,' Jacob thought to the telepath,

"How many?"

'The scent is very strong,'

"So, a lot…that's your best guest?"

Jacob just glared up, making the vampire sigh.

"Come on let's head back before dark," Edward said, rubbing his eyes. It was odd how tired the vampire could look given he couldn't sleep. Jacob slowly padded back through the large mountains of rubble, grey beams and cracked flat rooves outlining where buildings should have been. They had been travelling through Minnesota, hunting when they'd caught the faint smell. Despite America now only being covered in vampires they were still hard to find, hiding in groups together. Luckily for Jacob, his pack was usually the same size as any vampire clan as they had now made it their personal mission to destroy every vampire in all fifty states. To his surprise the vampire that was hopping across the broken rooves above him, hadn't ran ahead and left Jacob to himself, instead walking along at the exact same pace as Jacob below. Jacob narrowed his eyes and growled lowly before looking back at the tore up tarmac road he was travelling on. By the look of the small road and the long grey buildings that surrounded it, this used to be an industrial area. Jacob guessed it wouldn't have looked that much better here before the vampires. Edward chuckled quietly to himself.

Jacob's pack had grown quite a bit since Forks. Two hundred werewolves in total and twenty vampires. It was definitely difficult to coordinate vampires and werewolves together especially given how picky vampires were. At first many Medical Vampires, they came across were quick to surrender and join their cause but soon after the bloodlust and the hatred of the werewolves that surrounded them took over, leaving them to flee. The vampires they had, consisted of the few humans they'd met along who'd been transformed by the Cullens and the Cullens themselves. But even the Cullens numbers were dwindling. They only had four of their clan left. The Good Doctor had been killed a couple of months ago, when they had come across a few Natural Vampires, he'd asked to talk to them only, to convince them to their side, leading to his death and the slaughter of the vampires by his family, Emmett had disappeared in Idaho a year ago, none of them had seen anything of him since, their mother had died long ago, trying to save Bella at the beginning of all this madness.

Bella was dead. It had hit him hard when he'd first found out, the day after agreeing to help the Cullens. He'd ran away from his clan, howling all night. Now, it just felt like every other death, Bella was dead, the Good Doctor was dead, Sam was dead, Quil was dead and probably when they attacked this new clan many more would be dead. Werewolves died and vampires were destroyed, something Edward had a problem understanding.

"Well?"

Jacob looked up from the road, it was Seth coming out of one of the few standing buildings, a giant warehouse that they were inhabiting.

He transformed and started to yell back, "We're got a large clan two miles west."

More werewolves started to appear and they heard their leaders voice, "We'll send the vampires over tomorrow and attack after the day. We need to rest."

Seth nodded and jumped to fall in line beside them, chatting happily at Edward. Jacob let him wanting to get away from the brooding vampire. Most of the werewolves were untransformed at the moment camping on the right of the warehouse, then the smaller group of vampires on the left. A sudden breeze of the vampire scent hit him and Alice was standing in front of him.

"What's the verdict boss?" she asked giving him a mock salute. Jacob sighed, couldn't he have five minutes of peace from these creatures.

"I'm sure Edward will tell you."

"Yes, well I want to hear it from you."

He closed his eyes for a moment before saying quickly, "There's a large clan two miles west, I'm going to send your lot over there to have a look at what we're dealing with tomorrow, does that sound fine?"

"That sounds delightful," she said beaming, "hungry boss?" she asked, holding up a pot of honey.

Given that vampires had no use for food, many shops were left still packed with food, however after two years most of it was inedible, leaving only tinned and canned foods.

"Thank you…Alice," he said taking it from her, why did she have to been so nice him? At least the other Cullens got the message to be dicks, it made things a lot simpler.

"Don't you like honey?"

"No I do." It made a change to cold beans and spam. He opened the lid and dipped his finger in to eat. Satisfied he was eating, she ran off to sit with Edward who was absent mindedly stroking Seth wolf head. Jacob tutted, he never understood Seth trust of the vampires. He headed over to the biggest group of werewolves all chattering amongst themselves and eating. He nodded at them as he sat down, licking honey off his fingers. He chatted with them when they spoke to him, smiling and laughing with them when all he wanted to do was sleep. It wasn't long before Seth and Edward joined the groups. Despite most of the werewolves of the pack not knowing about their history with the creatures, they were still wary of them and shuffled away from Edward. Perhaps it was Jacob own distrust that made them uneasy. Jacob tried to accept the Head of vampire though it was difficult given their history. Still they now worked together and Edward had the decency to sit quietly with them, Jacob did try and be decent back to set an example. Though he wished the vampire would stop watching him eat so intently. Edward turned away, looking pointedly at the ceiling. Mostly the pack stuck to themselves unless Jacob needed them to do anything, which was a good thing for him. They gathered their own food and settled their own arguments. It was only at night when thing became problematic for Jacob.

Jacob hated the night. In the day, he could distract himself from the thoughts of those in his pack but at night as he lay down, staring into the darkness, all he could hear was the mingle of their thoughts and worries. They kept him up all night, their fears of when they would inevitably die, cursing that this had even happened some even wishing they had become vampires instead; the cowards' way out. Of course, doubts were to be expected but they still hurt Jacob as he waited for each and every member of his pack to fall asleep before he could.

'No movement on the east wall.'

Jacob sent sleepy acknowledgment. Edward liked to tell Jacob what he could see through the link. Jacob didn't mind, it made a change from the sorrow. He turned on to his side.

'You'll go down to the site tomorrow.'

'Of course.'

'And do what?'

They both knew what would happen tomorrow and yet Edward spoke through the link as Jacob tried to sleep.