Disclaimer: Twilight, and those characters belonging to it, are property of Stephenie Meyer and I profit none whatsoever from using them for the fan fiction I write.

Aurthor's Note: In reference to Alice's visions her ability to see ahead in this story are in line with the book, not the movie. She can see humans, because she was one, vampires before she is one, but no ability to see either the hybrids like Renesmee or the Wolves because she has been neither. Originally, she could see Kady in the accident because she was human but then when she met Seth, she disappeared because of how wrapped in Seth's life she was going to be. Since the Cullens have been interacting more with her, Alice's vision has been clearing up a little and so she can catch glimpses of her if it's one of them interacting with her but she's still missing if with one of the wolves.

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We ran east, over the coastal mountains towards the Cascades, then south along their border. The forest was silent where we treaded, foot falls barely registering on the floor of the forest where the balls of them touched the ground before springing off again, greenery in perfect standstill to our keen eyes. I studied the back of Emmett's shoulders as we moved, the tension in his shoulders would have been a dead giveaway to his weighted mind even if I were not able to pick up on his deeper emotions. Carlisle's silence further ahead of my brother was just as telling, his normal banter missing, if more subtly than the disappearance of Emmett's normally boisterous manner. My body ached with the reminder of the large vampire's pain, the feeling a constant in the week since Rosalie's leaving alongside his longing.

As physical a relationship as Emmett and Rosalie shared, the absence of my brother's love was excruciatingly hard to ignore during the evening when our human charade was put to rest, and we were left to our own devices. Whether or not we were simply talking, cuddling, or in the middle of the act; a need of want would ride through me so strong I could do nothing but follow it at times, stealing Alice from several long conversations of the newest clothes purchased for Renesmee or a trip she had gone on earlier in the day. Not that Alice would ever abject my advances but still… knowing the need to possess her was not of my own making but fueled by Emmett's own desires for Rose was hardly what I wanted to think about. Several times I had thought to act on suppressing my brother's emotions, but Alice's reproachful glances were enough to change my mind.

Overhead, several shapes took to the sky as birds abandoned their nests seconds prior to our arrival and even shorter departure, the scent of wood and grass still the most prominent scent of all in the area. There would still be a few short miles until we reached our destination, and I allowed the part of my brain that had begun to think of Alice dive into thoughts I had to push away in the presence of our mind reader.

Early yesterday morning, sitting in the chair across from Carlisle I had been focusing on Carlisle's aura of calm when I had felt an alarming jerk in the spot I had preserved for my sweet pin point of light's emotions. It was much the feeling Alice gave off when she had a vision, but something was… different; the change sent a wave of distress that had caused me to leave my talk rather rudely with our coven leader and dart out the door of the study. Upstairs I found Esme seated by a still figured vision of my wife, hands on her arms with a worried expression across her motherly face glancing up at me, "Jasper-"

In another ungentlemanly gesture I ignored the rest of her sentence, flitting to my loves side, hand reaching to touch her cheek, "Alice?" I felt her confusion rolling over me in waves until it vanished, a calm much like the one she had forced during the time of our recent travels for Renesmee's Witnessing taking its place. I stole myself against the trouble she was sure to share but my pixie only shook her head, reaching up with two fingers to press against her temple,

"I'm sorry, I…" She shook her head, hair sending light every which way as they filtered through the turning strands, "It disappeared." I did not release my hold of her cheek, even as Esme's hands fell away uncertain.

"Was it Rose?" Esme's voice was hopeful but withholding, not wanting to ask if by some chance it had been someone else. The sharp spark of something shot through my love's shield at the mention of our sister's name before being squished beneath the force of her serene façade,

"I don't know. I didn't see a person just…" Alice shrugged, dropping the matter but my fountain of joy had been depleted and I could not ask in such proximity to ears as keen as ours what she had truly seen.

A low hiss pulled my attention back to the present as I felt Emmett's attention focus on the hunt, the scent of our prey permeating the air as we grew near, "Finally," he growled.

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The house was quiet in the early hours of the morning; soft snores rising from the open mouth of the young man stretched out on a short couch, the only sound in the two-person occupancy home. Sitting silently in the kitchen, the older of the two men sat reading, once black hair now peppered with grey held by a single ring of twine hanging down his back; having woken only an hour and a half before when his son had come through the front door and passed out where he lay. The phone rang breaking the morning peace as he turned down the flame under the Kettle, pausing before rolling his way across the floor to answer, "'Lo?" The sound was gruff and he eyed the container of hot water longingly, coffee…

The sharp voice of his friend's daughter cut over the line, "Is Jacob there?" Sue's eldest back tracked momentarily, "Morning Billy. It's important."
The father of the current Alpha instantly sobered, relaxed posture straightening, "Leah, what is it? Are you alright?"
"It's Seth."
Taking hold of the cane propped against the door's frame, Billy rolled himself as close as he could to the lip of the floor where the rooms changed and nudged his son's foot with the walking stick he had made use of before he had lost complete use of his legs, "Jake." A stutter in his son's snore was all his reward and he tried prodding again, "Jacob!"
The tall figure sat up quickly, moving a hand over his face, "What?"
"Leah."
Frowning, the tired teen stood up on numb feet and shuffled over to take the phone, "Yeah?"

Billy rolled back a few feet, watching his son's gaze widen and become more alert, the minutes ticking by as he caught only half the conversation.

"When?... No we weren't out on patrol then… What about them?... Is he still phased? I can take a look-" Billy frowned as he watched his son's brow furrow in confusion, "Yeah I can hold off, but why?... Alright, I'll join him. Thanks, Lee."

The levity of the situation had overtaken the room by the time Jacob hung up the phone and his father's shoulders were drawn tight knowing without a doubt the pack had just received a large burden, "What do you need me to do?"

Jacob paused for a moment, considering his father's choice in words the way he realized Leah had chosen hers. Need rather than should or want, there was no choice. Billy knew that something was going to have to be done even if he did not know what it was. Jacob's fingers flexed, curling into the palm of his hand, "Call Sue, tell her not to worry, that we've heard from Seth. Then phone Embry and Quill," the younger of the two was headed for the door then paused at his order, "Wait on that one though, give them another hour. Tell them I'll need them to alternate patrols. I'll be in touch through them."

The shutter door swung shut with a clap behind the tan figure, and Billy picked up the phone, water cold in the kettle behind him.

..ce" Blinking, the pale sprite's eyelids fluttered, brought back into the moment, swaying back on the balls of her feet. Esme's voice rang again, steadying her in the present, "Alice?"

Pixie cut spiked at the ends, Alice looked over at the matriarch shouldering her purse, "Sorry Esme, just checking things."

Mrs. Cullen's fingers smoothed down the front of her cream-colored skirt, rose colored blouse creating a blush like effect on her cheeks. Planning for their meeting kept the majority of her brain busy, but there was still plenty of room for her thoughts to stray to her oldest daughter, the blonde still not having returned. The longer they went without contact the more her worry grew, none of her accounts had been touched, none of their other homes being re-opened….

"We should go, it's going to be sunny later. If we don't leave now, we'll have to reschedule."

Three fourth sleeves, the cable dress left Kady's forearms bear and she played with her wrists in the same nervous fashion that her socking covered legs fidgeted, one leg winding around the other and then shifting again after waving off the waitress from taking her order. Neither Esme nor Alice had made an appearance yet though that may have been due to their lunch date not being set for a few more minutes. Glancing up, Kady searched those passersby for the two familiar faces and found none when a cool hand fell on her shoulder startling her,

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Esme leaned down, lips brushing high on Kady's cheek as she moved around the young woman, smiling as she took the seat at the mortal's left. A thin plastic thermos, the same shade of pink as her blouse, was set on the table in Esme's hand. Alice took her seat across from her mother with a more modern cup in stainless steel contrasting with the foam green of her dress, legs crossing in classic pose beneath the table.

"I know you haven't ordered yet, I wish you had. We hate to keep you waiting when you were so patient with us."

Kady shrugged off Alice's concern, arms folding on the top of the patio table's surface, "She'll come back shortly to check on us, I didn't know if you'd…"

The mother daughter pair smiled, sharing a look that Kady understood. Of course they wouldn't order food, but after hanging out with the boys of the pack for so long Seth's friend had become use to being surrounded by the sound of forks and plates tapping against one another. Sitting with people who would not be partaking the same as she would, seemed strange, "Of course."

Half amused, the smiles on both women's faces were small tilting things that moved up on one side, thermoses lifted as they sipped gingerly of what was inside. Kady sat back in the wood chair, shoulders resting against the curved back design, "How've you been?"

"Busy," from her purse, Esme pulled a thin folder, "Alice said you didn't want anything built, I hope you don't mind that I pulled together some local homes?"

Surprised, Kady looked down at the file, "I couldn't buy-"

Alice waved her hand, fingers curling, "Never mind that."

"I so don't have-"

"You're not agreeing to anything today," Esme resituated herself, straightening, "For right now, these are just what I thought you might like. If there any you think are a good fit, we know plenty of people that can help you negotiate rent."

Realization made the young woman relax, embarrassed she had assumed incorrectly. The mention of a house had immediately made her think buying, but if she could rent…. No that was probably still expensive… As if sensing her waffling, Alice flipped open the folder before she could decide not to look.

When the waitress came back, Alice murmured an order for Kady so she could spend her time flipping through the pages, checking the possibilities Esme had put together for her, "These are all..." Auburn brows pulled up, impressed with Mrs. Cullen's ability to peg her preferences, "Wow."

Esme beamed, pleased, taking the time to feign sipping again, "I wasn't sure if you'd like something like those on the reservation, or more like your home. I thought somewhere in the middle would be right."

"These are great," Kady glanced up, genuinely happy, "Thank you."

"Here you go," Alice took the cup and saucer from the waitress, slipping the woman both enough for the drink and a small tip, knowing the large mug would be more than enough for the human at the moment.

"Thank you." Slipping the money into her pocket fold, the blonde youth headed back inside the small shop leaving her patrons to their continued discussion, golden orbs following her movement until she disappeared.

Four days; four days could spell disaster; it was something the young pack-master was learning at an alarming rate. Jacob's paws tore up the earth, attempting to force out the feeling welling up in his chest while focusing on Seth's presence, ahead of him at the scene of the crime. Light filtered through the trees overhead, signaling half the day had passed since the call that pulled the Alpha from his sleep on the couch. Behind Jake's eyes the over image from Seth's sight changed as the younger pack member turned his large head in the direction of his friend's approach; and though he did not need to, he confirmed it was himself, Just me, anything?

The tawny wolf shook his head, great mane shaking with the movement though they were not within sight of one another quiet yet, Not a thing. Scent is going cold.

Jake's muzzle clenched tight with un-aimed irritation, Better that than following it and you running into trouble alone.

Agreement rolled off his teammate and their mind link fell silent until the great wolf made his appearance, shaggy hair moving forward with momentum until it caught up to the fact its wearer had stopped and swung back into place. Amber orbs widened as his head turned, surveying the area for the first time with his own eyes instead of just through shared memories. The silence between them continued, unable to form anything coherent to share other than emotion.

Sitting cross legged on the couch, Renesmee moved her fingers over the cell phone's screen, her fingernail creating a picture along the surface before shaking it and starting over. "Are you supposed to be playing with Emmett's Belle, Renesmee?"

Renesmee looked up, her face even paler in appearance than normal with the added contrast of both her hair and the dark navy of her dress, "Uncle Em said I could use it. He said we can reach him on his Travel one."

Carlisle crouched down, balancing on the balls of his feet as he met his grand-daughter's knowledgeable stare, "Did Emmett say he was going somewhere?" The fair-haired man's head tilted, studying the child.

Renesmee met her elder's inquiring look with one of her own, reading the way his brows drew together above his nose, a crease of worry attempting to smooth, "Just out," she reached thin fingers to press briefly along the well sculpted bone of his cheek showing him the burly vampire and her hours earlier and Carlisle relaxed at the replay.

Nessie's head tilted as he sighed, "Why were you worried?"

Carlisle stood just enough to slide onto the couch beside her, taking the phone from her hands and studying her drawing without answer, "You know, this is much like the etch-a-sketch of only a few years ago."

"And pencil and paper before that," Edward leaned with folded arms against the open door of the open porch,

"How fast time passes." A thoughtful smile crossed Carlisle's face as he leaned back in the cushions as his eldest walked further in the room, "Where's Bella?"

"Visiting Charlie," Edward floated down on the other side of his daughter, the young girl moving to lean into her dad's side, "She'll be back tonight."

"Any word from the girls?"

Looking in the direction of town, the telepath tilted his head listening for their thoughts, "Their headed back now," with a thin wide separation of lips he grinned, "They had a good time."

Carlisle nodded, considering a for a moment before getting up, I'd best let Esme surprise me with her pleasure, "I'll be in my study."