We hunted for quite a while. Seth still wanted to know what I'd 'seen,' but didn't bother me about it. The book I'd taken from Bri's apartment was officially still hidden in the trunk of Alice's car. As you can see, I had yet to take it out of there. Anyway, I was trying to have fun by messing around with a grizzly bear, and Seth was standing out of the way in human form, leaning against a tree with a smirk of amusement on his face.

It was too easy. I sort of wrestled with it before sinking my teeth into its neck, drinking all of its blood before it could struggle. I left the carcass where it was, at my feet, and jogged over to Seth.

"Are those Alaska vampires gonna stay and witness?" he asked.

"Yep. There is going to be a lot of vampires in the house in the coming month."

"How many?"

"About…32; give or take a few."

His eyes widened. "That many? And do they all drink animal blood?"

I grimaced. "No. I'm not sure where they hunt, just not anywhere around here."

Seth nodded once. "Good. To the not hunting around here, I mean."

"Yeah, and that vampire index wasn't very clear," I mumbled.

"'Vampire index?'" Seth asked, very confused.

"It's this index at the back of the book that lists all the vampires that would be here, or that you have met by coven in alphabetical order."

"And there are 32 vampires in that list?"

"More than that," I said. "There's also the Volturi on the list and their guard. And there's James and Victoria on it, and Laurent. Plus Sasha and Vasilii—they were a part of the Denali coven. And the nomad lists are only partial, as is the guard's."

His eyes seemed to get wider as I went on. "Whoa, that's a heck of a lot of vamps."

I chuckled. "No kidding." I sighed, my smile fading. "We should get back to the house, though. I want to be there in case they need to know about anything."

He phased again, and we ran back to the house. As we drew nearer, I heard a conversation going on between Edward and Eleazer.

"Eleazer, when Erin and Seth get back, would you mind telling me what sort of power Erin has?"

"Not a problem, my dear friend. A very talented family you've got, though. A mind reader for a father, a shield for a mother, and then whatever magic this extraordinary child has bewitched us with. I wonder if there is a name for what she does, or if it is the norm for a vampire hybrid. As if such a thing could ever be considered normal! A vampire hybrid, indeed!"

I toned them out and kept running. I sighed.

What is it? Seth thought.

"Nothing. They're just discussing Bella's power."

Oh. He was silent for a few seconds. What's her power?

"She's a mental shield. That's why Edward can't read her mind."

Finally, we came up to the house. We burst through the back door, and walked calmly through to the living room.

Edward cleared his throat after I went to stand near one of the corners in the room closer to the window. I turned around. "Erin, I was wondering if you'd let Eleazer figure out what exactly your power is."

Then, Jacob decided to speak up. "Seth, I need you to go on patrol."

"Okey-dokey." He kissed me on the cheek, and jogged out of the house.

"So," I said simply. "My power."

"Yes," Eleazer said. "Bella, we will discuss more about your shield in a little bit." He studied me for a few seconds. "I believe she is also a shield, and also telepathic."

"Really?" Bella asked. "How can she have more than one power?"

"It is not impossible, it is just uncommon, I think." Eleazer raised an eyebrow. "She also seems to be a time-traveler."

Crap, the secret was out. Nobody moved, nobody breathed—apart from those who needed to—and nobody made a single sound. It was a room of statues.

"Hey, I only recently found out about it earlier before the Denali's came over, so give me a break!" I said, trying to break the silence. Didn't work. I sighed, and tried again. "What is it, some sort of ultra-rare power, or something?"

"I don't know," Eleazer answered. Well, at least somebody talked. "It is, however, a power that the Volturi would want to have on their guard. They'd have the power to change anything, whether it is in the past or future."

Alrighty…At lease I now knew what those weird dreams I had were about now. I'd time traveled—I think.

Edward shook his head. "No, that was purely your imagination going wild."

"What was, Edward?" Tanya asked.

"I was referring to very…imaginative dreams Erin had when she stayed here while she was still human," Edward answered. "How things could happen so quickly in just a few seconds is quite impossible."

I raised my hand.

"Yes. Erin?" Edward addressed me.

"May I point out that I was able to control my shield quite well when I was human?" I pointed out.

Eleazer's eyes widened. "Interesting. You had complete control of it?"

I nodded. "Mm-hmm. And I think I'm able to choose who to block from my mind."

This time, it was Edward's turn for his eyes to widen. "What?"

I nodded again. "Yeah. I started experimenting with it after my four weeks of 'zombie days.'" The four Alaskans looked at me quizzically, so I enlightened them on the subject. "I had no memory of the events of four weeks, about a week before Renesmee was born."

And then Eleazer jumped back into the conversation about Bella's power. I just zoned out, staring out the back window wall. Talented, this chapter was called. All of us were talented indeed. Well, most of us, anyway. Absentmindedly, I dashed up the stairs to the attic. I needed a Diet Coke. I walked down the stairs at human pace, and when I reached the bottom step, I popped it open.

"Is that a human drink?" Carmen asked as I took a sip.

I nodded. "Yep." And I took another sip.

"How is your body able to handle it?"

I chuckled. "My body thinks its blood. It treats it just like animal blood."

"But—that's impossible," she exclaimed.

I grinned. "Not with me." I took another sip, and then shrugged, studying the can. I drained it of its content in ten seconds. I flitted over to the backyard and sat down at the riverbank. I wanted to try something: I thought about some random dim memory of myself walking a dark alleyway…And suddenly, I was no longer in the backyard.

I was crouched down in a defensive pose on the roof of a warehouse, the moonlight reflecting off of my face, looking down into a dark alleyway where I saw a slim female figure walking swiftly towards a row of run-down apartment buildings. Now I remembered this night well. I was supposed to visit my cousin who lived in a bad neighborhood in Minneapolis. He had recently been in a car accident, and I was supposed to head over there to give him company. We had already been great friends since we were both three.

Sadly enough, you couldn't get to his neighborhood by car—residents only, for some really strange reason. I had to park a block away from the house, and the only parking spaces I could find was in an abandoned warehouse parking lot. I remember some strange men coming out of the warehouse, walking towards me with one purpose on their minds on what they would do with me. I don't remember much of that night, only that someone very, very pale had attacked the men, and I'd ran the rest of the way to the apartment. To this day I still didn't know what happened to them. Until now, I had a pretty good idea who'd saved me.

I watched closely, waiting for the men to come out. I didn't have to wait very long. They came sauntering out, at ease, not suspecting what was on the rooftops above them. I waited till they were a few feet away from my past self, who had frozen with fear. And then I jumped down to the asphalt below.

My past self froze when I made eye contact with her for a split second, and then I punched the first of the three guys I saw. The force was enough to knock him out. In the corner of my eye, I saw my past self safely make to the apartment building like she was supposed to.

I glared at the other two men who were still standing. They were backing away real slowly. "If any of you wants to end up like him, I suggest you get out of here now." I snarled at them.

"H-How did you—" One of them made pointing motions towards the apartment complex, and then to me, and back to the complex again. The other one dropped to the ground in a dead faint from terror. It wasn't every day you saw someone's 'clone' standing right in front of you.

I growled at him—literally—and he stumbled backwards, tripping over one of his buddies. "That is for me to know, and for you to keep to yourself." And then I punched him. I got one last look at this place before I was back in the Cullen's backyard.

It took me a while to come to my senses, but finally I realized I was shaking uncontrollably, with Seth sitting at my side.

"Shh, Erin, it's okay," he mumbled, rubbing my back, not yet aware that I was back to the present. "It'll be over soon."

"I-I'm okay," I whispered to him.

"What did you see?" I'd almost forgotten that Seth didn't know I was a time traveler.

Quickly, I told him, but from my past self's point of view.

"Wow," he said quietly. "That's kinda weird you weren't watching it this time, you were actually experiencing it."

"I have to admit, it was really scary." I winced mentally; I hated lying to him. "But I'm fine now, don't worry."

He hugged me, and I hugged him back. He said, "I'm sure the visions will stop soon."

Oh, how wrong he was.