A/N: Hey everyone! Sorry it took me so long to update this story :(. Hope you enjoy this chapter!

Renesmee's POV:

I hopped up from lying down on my bed. Sun shining through my window, I quickly got dressed. It was noon. I walked down the stairs and to my surprise no one seemed to be home.

Did they go hunting without me? I thought.

I walked to the kitchen and saw Carlisle, Esme, dad, mom and Alice. Jasper, Emmett, and Rosie weren't there. They were whispering something.

What are they talking about? I wondered.

I began to step closer and closer. Then my dad turned around. He began to walk towards me.

"Am I in trouble?"

"No Nessie, you're not. We have something to tell you."

I didn't like the sound of that.

"What?"

Mom came up beside dad.

"Nessie," she began, "Jasper...well...he's not living with us anymore."

"Is he dead?!" I asked without realizing what I had asked. Both my parents just stared at me.

"No Nessie he isn't dead." said my dad trying to keep a straight face, "He left."

Jasper was gone? No it couldn't be. Was this because of me? Was I the reason he'd left us?

"No you aren't the reason, Nessie. I promise." my dad said with a smile.

I smiled back at him.

"Well why then? I mean, why did he leave?"

"Take care of some burdens that are bothering him." Carlisle said.

I looked back at my parents. Then I looked to the ground.

He didn't even tell me good-bye. I thought. I began to cry. My dad whooshed over by my side and hugged me. He kissed my forehead.

"It's ok, Nessie. We are going to find him."

I pressed my face into my father's chest. Even though I knew dad could read my mind, I took my hand and placed it on his cheeks. It showed Jasper and the rest of us again as a family. Dad took my hand gently from his face.

"Again we are going to find him."

I smiled. Everything was going to be okay. I just knew it.

Jasper's POV:

I couldn't believe I'd actually left my family behind. Something inside me told me I was going to regret this yet my feet kept onward. I was on my way back to Houston. I hadn't been there forever. It was going to be packed with humans, no doubt, but I figured I could deal with it. I'd finally got to Texas. Houston was only a couple more hours away. I was getting thirsty. What was I going to do? Just then by luck I came across what seemed to be a farm. Cows were grazing in the pasture.

Should I? I thought to myself. I grew weaker and weaker by the minute.

Looks like this Southern boy's going hunting.

I ran into the pasture. The cow ran away from me. I ran faster and faster. Finally I managed to catch my prey. The animal immediately went down to the ground as I began to drink. The cow finally died as I got every last bit of the blood. Just then I heard someone open a door. I turned around. There was a small farm house right behind where I was standing.

Great. I thought as I leaped into some nearby bushes. The farmer went over to the cow I'd been drinking out of.

"Sherry, looks like we gots ourselves coyotes nearby. I'm going to blow 'em stupid dogs' brains out if I ever get me a hold of one!" shouted the farmer.

"Oh for Pete sakes Ernest," called an elderly woman from inside, " you been chasing those pests for the last fifty years! Don't ya know you won't ever get one? They's too fast for ye."

"I'll get me one." said the deranged old man, "I'll get me one even if I hafta go 'n to those woods over yonder."

"Just come in for the night. Supper's almost ready!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming. Ye ol' nag." he finally went inside.

That was close. I thought. Maybe living in a bigger city would be more of a challenge to me than I once hoped. I sighed. Though I would live in this city for as long as it took to keep my family back in Forks safe. I leaped over the fence and once again was city bound.

A/N: So what did you think? I know it's a short chapter. Sorry about that. I'll do my best to make the next chapters longer ;). Any ideas for the next chapter? Leave me a review and tell me =). R&R!