finally ended and dawn broke over a low peak somewhere in California。 The gray light； streaking across the cloudless sky； stung my eyes。 But I couldn"t close them； when I did； the images that flashed all too vividly； like still slides behind my lids； were unbearable。 Charlie"s broken expression — Edward"s brutal snarl； teeth bared — Rosalie"s resentful glare — the keeneyed scrutiny of the tracker — the dead look in Edward"s eyes after he kissed me the last time… I couldn"t stand to see them。 So I fought against my weariness and the sun rose higher。 I was still awake when we came through a shallow mountain pass and the sun； behind us now； reflected off the tiled rooftops of the Valley of the Sun。 I didn"t have enough emotion left to be surprised that we"d made a threeday journey in one。 I stared blankly at the wide； flat expanse laid out in front of me。 Phoenix — the palm trees； the scrubby creosote； the haphazard lines of the intersecting freeways； the green swaths of golf courses and turquoise splotches of swimming pools； all submerged in a thin smog and embraced by the short； rocky ridges that weren"t really big enough to be called mountains。 The shadows of the palm trees slanted across the freeway — defined； sharper than I remembered； paler than they should be。 Nothing could hide in these shadows。 The bright； open freeway seemed benign enough。 But I felt no relief； no sense of homeing。 〃Which way to the airport； Bella？〃 Jasper had asked； and I flinched； though his voice was quite soft and unalarming。 It was the first sound； besides the purr of the car； to break the long night"s silence。 〃Stay on the Iten；〃 I"d answered automatically。 〃We"ll pass right by it。〃 My brain had worked slowly through the fog of sleep deprivation。 〃Are we flying somewhere？〃 I"d asked Alice。 〃No； but it"s better to be close； just in case。〃 I remembered beginning the loop around Sky Harbor International… but not ending it。 I suppose that must have been when I"d fallen asleep。 Though； now that I"d chased the memories down； I did have a vague impression of leaving the car — the sun was just falling behind the horizon — my arm draped over Alice"s shoulder and her arm firm around my waist； dragging me along as I stumbled through the warm； dry shadows。 I had no memory of this room。 I looked at the digital clock on the nightstand。 The red numbers claimed it was three o"clock； but they gave no indication if it was night or day。 No edge of light escaped the thick curtains； but the room was bright with the light from the lamps。 I rose stiffly and staggered to the window； pulling back the drapes。 It was dark outside。 Three in the morning； then。 My room looked out on a deserted section of the freeway and the new longterm parking garage for the airport。 It was slightly forting to be able to pinpoint time and place。 I looked down at myself。 I was still wearing Esme"s clothes； and they didn"t fit very well at all。 I looked around the room； glad when I discovered my duffel bag on top of the low dresser。 I was on my way to find new clothes when a light tap on the door made me jump。 〃Can I e in？〃 Alice asked。 I took a deep breath。 〃Sure。〃 She walked in； and looked me over cautiously。 〃You look like you could sleep longer；〃 she said。 I just shook my head。 She drifted silently to the curtains and closed them securely before turning back to me。 〃We"ll need to stay inside；〃 she told me。 〃Okay。〃 My voice was hoarse； it cracked。 〃Thirsty？〃 she asked。 I shrugged。 〃I"m okay。 How about you？〃 〃Nothing unmanageable。〃 She smiled。 〃I ordered some food for you； it"s in the front room。 Edward reminded me that you have to eat a lot more frequently than we do。〃 I was instantly more alert。 〃He called？〃 〃No；〃 she said； and watched as my face fell。 〃It was before we left。〃 She took my hand carefully and led me through the door into the living room of the hotel suite。 I could hear a low buzz of voices ing from the TV。 Jasper sat motionlessly at the desk in the corner； his eyes watching the news with no glimmer of interest。 I sat on the floor next to the coffee table； where a tray of food waited； and began picking at it without noticing what I was eating。 Alice perched on the arm of the sofa and stared blankly at the TV like Jasper。 I ate slowly； watching her； turning now and then to glance quickly at Jasper。 It began to dawn on me that they were too still。 They never looked away from the screen； though mercials were playing now。 I pushed the tray away； my stomach abruptly uneasy。 Alice looked down at me。 〃What"s wrong； Alice？〃 I asked。 〃Nothing"s wrong。〃 Her eyes were wide； honest… and I didn"t trust them。 〃What do we do now？〃 〃We wait for Carlisle to call。〃 〃And should he have called by now？〃 I could see that I was near the mark。 Alice"s eyes flitted from mine to the phone on top of her leather bag and back。 〃What does that mean？〃 My voice quavered； and I fought to control it。 〃That he hasn"t called yet？〃 〃It just means that they don"t have anything to tell us。〃 But her voice was too even； and the air was harder to breathe。 Jasper was suddenly beside Alice； closer to me than usual。 〃Bella；〃 he said in a suspiciously soothing voice。 〃You have nothing to worry about。 You are pletely safe here。〃 〃I know that。〃 〃Then why are you frightened？〃 he asked； confused。 He might feel the tenor of my emotions； but he couldn"t read the reasons behind them。 〃You heard what Laurent said。〃 My voice was just a whisper； but I was sure they could hear me。 〃He said James was lethal。 What if something goes wrong； and they get separated？ If something happens to any of them； Carlisle； Emmett… Edward…〃 I gulped。 〃If that wild female hurts Esme…〃 My voice had grown higher； a note of hysteria beginning to rise in it。 〃How could I live with myself when it"s my fault？ None of you should be risking yourselves for me —〃 〃Bella； Bella； stop；〃 he interrupted me； his words pouring out so quickly they were hard to