Ok...I'm sorry for how long it has been since there has been an update...May was a rough month for my family and I didn't have the spirit to write. I want to point out that while I was writing this (over and over and over I want to add) I noticed that maybe the sun position and time is off...Well, for anyone who has been in the deep forest or woods knows that in places it can look darker than it really is time wise, so keep that in mind. I also want you to keep in mind that while I may be borrowing SM's characters to write this, I am not her, and while my other story "A Chance Encounter" may have some parallels with "Twilight" this story does not really parallel SM's other written works. It is 100% out of my imagination...Please enjoy!

EPOV

Vampires – vampires? This girl – Bella, says we're vampires? Oh sure, yeah, that's what we are! I thought.

"Green Eyes – are you okay?" she said narrowing her eyes.

I stared at her, the light from the sun dropped further below the tree line, but I could still see the details of her face – I just couldn't understand how this was possible. "Vampire" replayed in my head – could it really be true? My mind started racing, I needed to determine if this was possible. As different memories came into my consciousness, I noticed Bella moving slowly toward me. I stopped searching my memory, but I continued my focus; I didn't want her to notice that I was staring at her.

As she drew closer the wind shifted blowing behind me to her. An interesting scent was hanging on the air, and I noticed that Bella stopped, several feet away from me. I focused on the scent trying to determine what it could be; I breathed in, which caused the back of my throat to burn hotter than it had been and my mouth filled with a saliva that was thicker than water.

"Focus on Green Eyes! Focus on Green Eyes! Taste the Mint..." Bella's thoughts entered my mind. 'Taste the Mint?' I thought to myself, "I don't taste mint." I continued to inhale the scent, each time my throat burned, and my mouth filled with more liquid.

I could taste this scent, but it wasn't enough – I wanted the scent to flow over my tongue, but I had to get away from Bella, this scent was mine only. She must have guessed I was interested in the scent because she ran towards me. But I was faster; with one hand I grabbed her by the waist, lifted her and threw her as hard as I could. She flew into the air, above the trees; I didn't stay to watch I turned and ran toward the scent.

When it became stronger I slowed down. I found myself in the forest surrounding a back-yard. I was staring at a small house, and in the back-yard was a clothes line with several shirts and pants hanging from a small rope cord. I slowly inched my way forward and I took a deep breath. The scent was sweet, and much stronger than it had been earlier, I knew this must be the starting point. I crouched and turned my attention to the house.

"How did you do this?" said a males voice.

"I was fixing the hook, but my hand slipped and it stabbed my hand" said a female's voice.

"You had to have been pushing on it to have gotten the point that far into your hand! I'll head up to the pharmacy to get some gauze and rubbing alcohol, we can't afford to travel to the E.R. tonight!" the male said again.

"We have rubbing alcohol, get bactine instead and get gauze tape so it will stay on please" said the female again.

The male sighed and I heard his feet stomping on the wood floors of the house. The side door opened, he stepped out, walked to a beat up Ford Taurus, got in, turned the key and backed out the drive-way. When I could no longer hear the engine I turned my focus on the house again. I needed that scent, wanted that scent, I was going to get it.

I ran to the side door, but I didn't make a sound. The scent was strong at the door, I looked down and saw a puddle of blood on the concrete. My throat burned and my stomach lurched in anticipation of a lovely meal. I quietly opened the screen door, and gently pushed on the wood door. I was hit again with the sweet scent that lured me to the house. The woman was standing in the kitchen, mere feet from me. The faucet was running with hot water, her hand held inside the stream, pink flowed underneath her hand.

"This is going to cost us a lot of money. I'm probably going to need stitches and a tetanus booster. I don't know how we can pay for this" I heard her thoughts.

I sneaked up behind her, her attention focused on her hand she didn't sense my presence. Being right behind her was intoxicating, my throat burned hotter than I ever felt it. I could see the blood flowing in her neck, her skin looked to be as thin as paper. I turned my head; she looked up at the window saw my reflection and screamed. But my hand covered her mouth before the scream could fully escape, my other arm wrapped around her waist to keep her from moving, and my teeth sank into her neck like room temperature butter. I took a long pull and the blood flowed out of her jugular like it was milk. The burning was cooled but I wanted more. She tried to fight back, her hands were attempting to remove my strong grip, but after a minute she started to relax in my arms. She had held her right hand, which was the good one, at her mouth trying to pull away mine, but it fell to the side. And finally no more blood came out of her. I let her go and she crumpled to the ground. I stood over her, wiped my lips with my left hand, turned and ran out the door.

I felt stronger than ever, and I wanted more.

BPOV

When the scent of human blood hit me, I knew it was going to be hard for Green Eye's to resist – it was hard for me. I tried to get Human to focus on him, but Animal did not want to be out of control. But I noticed Green Eye's make a small move backward and I ran toward him hoping to stop him. But he was much faster than I anticipated. He picked me up with one hand and the next thing I knew I was flying above the tree line. I twisted my body to look back, and I tried to stop soaring in the air, but I kept going. I even flew over the house with the single-father family.

After flying for about three minutes I finally hit a tree much taller than the rest. My back hit the trunk and it sent me falling to the ground. I smashed into the ground. I was left stunned. I slowly stood up; I looked around this new forest and tried to find a scent that could send me in the right direction. I started running anyway towards where I thought was the house I had used to get new clothing. I ended up being North of the house, but I heard the kids laughing and found my way to the edges of their back-yard again. I then remembered the path back to the tree where I had hidden Green Eye's.

I found his scent and the scent of the blood right where we had both smelled it. I ran after his smell of Mint and came to the edge of another back-yard. There was a lot of commotion in and around the house. I jumped into a near-by tree sat down and listened.

"I left for the pharmacy at 5 o'clock P.M. She was at the kitchen sink rinsing her hand; you see she stabbed her hand on the rope hook for the laundry line. I came back around 5:15 and I found her dead on the floor in front of the sink with that mark on her neck!" said a male's voice.

"Why did you go to the pharmacy? Why didn't you take her to the Emergency Room?" said another male's voice.

"We lost our health insurance when I lost my job. Do you know how much it would cost to take her to an Emergency Room? We were going to go to the free clinic in the morning" said the first male voice again.

"And what did you purchase at the pharmacy?" said the second male voice.

"Bactine and gauze! Look I didn't kill my wife; I didn't cut her neck open like that and drain out her blood! So how about you stop asking me '50 questions' and go out there and find the monster that did this to her!"

I stopped listening after that. I knew in that instant what "monster" killed his wife – Green Eye's.

Charlie POV

My call to the Vancouver Police Department led to no leads, but they promised me they'd keep and eye out for the Volvo. This search was feeling like searching for a needle in a hay stack. I know from other search experience that you start seeing what you are searching for all over; it seems like everyone in Forks is driving a silver car these days.

I began looking at my email, hoping to see a letter from Bella, when Deputy Matthews came in with a slight look of panic.

"Hey Chief, we just got a phone call from a woman in Sequim. She says that she saw a Silver Volvo with a female driver and a male passenger on Saturday traveling toward Port Angeles. I called Port Angeles P.D. and they told me that they got a report from another woman that she saw a silver car fall off a cliff."

My stomach dropped, and I could feel my skin color turning pale. I struggled to find my voice. I forced myself to take a deep breath, "when the hell were they going to call us and give us this information?"

"I don't know Chief; the officer I talked too said he hadn't heard the Amber Alert and that they knew nothing about looking out for the Volvo."

"Are they searching the area where the woman reported the car fell from the cliff?"

"Yes, they have search divers, but with the wave and temperature conditions, they won't be able to search for very long each day."

I sighed; I know that trying to find a car submerged under water with cliffs involved will be hard and nearly impossible. I rubbed my face with both hands, leaned back and kept both hands under my chin. "Why the hell did this woman wait three days to call us?"

"Well, she said that she didn't get that great of a look at the passengers, but it has been bugging her, so she felt like calling and telling us what she saw."

"That was rhetorical, but thanks for answering anyway." I said staring at the ceiling. After 20 silent seconds I sat up and turned to Deputy Matthews, "I need you to come with me to the Cullen residence, since you took the phone call, you'll be able to answer the questions better than myself," I stood and grabbed my hat, "but right now we are not ruling out run-away okay? We are not going to tell them that this is Edward's car because we don't know that for sure."

I grabbed my keys to my patrol car and began to walk to the entrance when the desk Sergeant stopped me.

"Hey Chief, what was the license plate on that Volvo again, I can't find my 'Post-it-Note'" he said, holding his hand over the mouth piece of the phone.

"780 UAL," I said quickly and panicky.

"Um, then you need to take this phone call." The Sergeant held the phone toward me, and my stomach dropped again. I was frozen for a second, but some how found a way to get my legs to move.

"Hello, this is Chief Swan, Forks Police Department, with whom am I speaking too?" I said surprisingly clear and steady.

"Chief Swan? This is Chief Alexandra Gidley of the Port Angeles Police Department. Are you sitting down?"

"Yes," I lied leaning my body against the desk.

"Chief, I hate to be the bringer of bad news, but we found a Silver Volvo with the license plate of '780 UAL' about fifteen minutes ago off the coast. We had received a call from a Deputy Matthews of your department about that time; he gave us the license number. Chief – the car was empty – we didn't find any bodies. The windshield was busted open possibly by hitting the cliffs on the way down; we did find two cell phones lying next to the car. Chief I hate to say it, but their bodies are probably washed out to sea by now," her voice broke on the last statement.

"Then don't say it. For all we know they could have pushed the car off the cliff in order to get away and lose the main item of focus" there's no way my Bella could be dead, no way.

"Chief we have to be realistic. Would teenagers really go out of the way to drive up here to ditch a nice car over a cliff to then continue running away? Based on the treads that we see at the edge this car wasn't pushed it was driven."

The room began to spin, and the floor felt like it was dropping out underneath me. I leaned harder into the desk and Deputy Matthews steadied me as I nearly fell to the floor.

"We are continuing the Amber Alert and the search for them until we find actual proof they're dead! We are not giving up!" I said and then slammed the phone back down onto its holder. I was breathing hard and my hand was stuck on the phone. I could feel the eyes of Deputy Matthews and the Sergeant drilling into me. I took a labored breath and stood up.

"Officer Matthews, will you please drive us to the Cullen residence?" I said in a whispered voice.

"Yes sir, of course sir," he said gently coughing and pulling the keys out of my hand.

The trip to the Cullen house felt like days.

Carlisle POV

Esme and I both took the day off from work, and ended up not doing too much. The other kids went to school, but even though they are home now the house is eerily quiet though there is noise. I sat in my office staring at the computer screen, hearing Esme puttering around in the kitchen making dinner, and the muffled sound of rock music coming from a couple floors up.

All of a sudden a pan in the kitchen fell to the floor. My heart raced and I looked out the door into the hallway.

"CARLISLE!" screamed Esme, "CHARLIE! – COP CAR! – PATROL HAT!"

I couldn't make out all she was saying and it was making me nervous that she lost her nerve so fast over these three days. I got off my chair and ran toward the kitchen. She was frozen standing looking out the window at the drive-way. I looked out and saw Charlie sitting in the passenger seat looking pale and just as frozen as Esme. I saw him breathe out hard and the door opened. Esme and I both turned to go to the front door.

Alice, Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie were all coming down the stairs, panicked looks on their faces. I pointed at them and said, "Upstairs all of you now!" They hesitated but turned and went up the stairs. I turned my attention back to the front door and before Charlie could knock or ring the doorbell Esme had the door open.

"You know something!" she said fast and shaky, "Something you can't say over the phone!" she said with the sound of tears in her voice.

"Yes," Charlie said with a sigh. "This is Deputy Matthews," he said holding his hand out to a much younger man. "May we come in?" he said looking at me.

"Of course Charlie come on in," I said grabbing Esme gently by her shoulders and turning her to let the men pass. I kept my arm around her and pushed the door closed. Her feet barely moved as we walked to the living room. I helped her sit and I sat down next to her.

Charlie was staring at the ground but he looked up when we sat. His face looked tired, like he hadn't slept in the three days since our children have been missing. I wondered if I looked the same to him.

"We got a call from a lady today in Sequim who saw the Volvo on Saturday driving toward Port Angeles," Charlie said whispering; Esme perked up a little, thinking he was here delivering good news. "We then received a call from Port Angeles that they got a phone call from a woman who saw a Silver car fall off a cliff."

Both Esme and I breathed in sharply and stiffened. This was it, this was what we were dreading, finding out our son died that he lost control of his vehicle and killed himself and Bella by flying off a cliff. Esme put her hand on my knee and started squeezing, her finger nails and denim digging into my skin, but it didn't hurt.

"About ten minutes ago, they called us back and told us they pulled a silver Volvo from the water," he stopped, tears coming to his eyes, "the plates – matched."

Esme broke out into immediate sobs and she leaned into me. I stared at Charlie in total shock. I put my arms around Esme and placed my head on top of hers. Her arms wrapped around me and she began squeezing me again. I kissed the top of her head and looked at Charlie.

"Do we have their bodies?" I asked in my "doctors" voice, the voice I use to be calm and collected.

Charlie sighed, "No, their bodies have not been recovered. – Look, I'm not giving up this search. It could be possible that they themselves pushed the car over the edge so that we didn't have such a huge look out target. We are not canceling the Amber Alert and we are not canceling the search."

"Charlie," came the muffled sound of Esme's voice. She lifted her head from underneath mine and turned to look at him. "Why would they do this to us? Why would they willingly act like they died? Charlie you – no – we need to be realistic. They're gone, Edward must have lost control of the car, they must not have been wearing seat belts and over the cliff they went. Call the search off, we have all the evidence in the world that they're gone," she put her head back against my chest.

I rubbed her left shoulder with my right hand, placed my head on top of hers again and said, "Esme we shouldn't think like this! The odds might not be in our favor, but we shouldn't lose hope..." before I could finish she pushed herself to look at me.

"Then they were kidnapped, left in a ditch to die and someone else drove Edward's car off the cliff!" She got off the couch and stormed out of the room.

Charlie, Deputy Matthews and I sat staring at different parts of the room. After a few seconds I looked at Charlie, "Sorry, it has been really hard for her. Our children may be adopted, but to us each and every one of them is blood. I hate to kick you out like this, but I don't know how much more you can say and I should check on Esme."

I stood up, Charlie and Deputy Matthews copied. I led them to the front door and opened it. "Carlisle, I'm so sorry this happened like this. Believe me I want to think they're alive, but Esme is right. If there is anything I or the department can do for you please don't hesitate to call," said Charlie holding out his hand.

I took his hand and shook it, "Thanks, and likewise, if we can do anything for you don't hesitate. And please if you get any more information please call us."

"I will. Again, I'm sorry, have a good of a night as you can have."

Deputy Matthews tipped his hat, said a quick "Sorry" and both men walked to the patrol car. I watched them climb in and drive away. I slowly closed the door, and turned my focus to tell the remainder of my family.

I hope you liked this new chapter...Much much different eh? Let me know what you thought