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THE GLOW OF THE TV ILLUMINATED THE LIVING ROOM. It was quiet and peaceful, only the sounds of hums coming from the screen, delicately offering a background noise.
A few hours had gone past, with the night sky displaying itself. It was getting late, resulting in Dylan falling asleep on the couch. Charlie, on the other hand, was coming back from the kitchen, drinking a glass of water. He took notice of his daughter, lying there, soundlessly and a small smile appeared on his face.
Putting the glass down he walked over and grabbed a throw blanket that was draped on a recliner. Gently placing the soft material on her, keeping Dylan from getting cold. She stirred a little before going still again, accepting the warmth it offered.
Charlie walked over to the other couch and slumped on it comfortably. He decided to watch a bit of TV, waiting for Bella to get home. However, his eyelids started to get heavy, the screen getting blurry and sleep soon consumed him. Yet, it would soon be disrupted by heavy stomping outside on the porch and an abrupt opening of the front door.
"Edward, I said leave me alone!"
"Bella, don't do this please!"
The sound of Bella's voice awakens not only Charlie but Dylan. She quickly sat up, alarmed as Bella said the following words before slamming the door. "It's over, get out!"
"Hey, hey, hey! Bella? What's going on" Charlie said after jumping up from the couch, immediately following Bella. Dylan, stunned by what happened, took a second before getting up from her spot and headed up the stairs.
"I just have to get out of here. Where's Dylan? Dylan?!" She frantically repeated, walking across the hallway, and opening the younger girl's bedroom door.
"Bella, I'm here! What happened?" Dylan worriedly called out, pulling herself up from the last step and standing beside Charlie.
Bella hastily walked out of Dylan's room, holding a small duffle bag. "Pack your stuff, we're leaving now." She tosses it to Dylan who looks at it confused.
The older twin opens her bedroom door and slams it shut behind her. Charlie walks up to it and knocks softly. "Bella?" He called her name once more, his face showing concern.
Dylan bites her inner lip and heads over to Charlie. "Here let me talk to her dad. Maybe she'll tell me what's going on?" She offered, seeing Charlie nod, and stepped aside for Dylan to open the door.
When Dylan opens and walks in, her sight first lies on Edward, who is beside Bella, helping her pack. "Okay, can you both explain to me what the hell is going on?" She asked after closing the door. Something felt wrong, the ill feeling making Dylan stand anxiously by the door, not having moved by it.
Edward glances up, "James, a tracker, is hunting Bella." He explains as Bella moves over to the dresser. "His coven interfered when we were playing baseball." He now fully looks at Dylan "We need to get you both somewhere safe."
