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    Time Limit

    Quality time was so hard to come by these days. Since their first battle with a Tainted, the training had really kicked up. None could be found not training or working out in their free time, unless the couples were spending those rare moments together – or Sam was at his home with Emily, spending time with her before the war finally began.

    Only three weeks had gone by since that day, but it felt more like three years to Bella. Surprisingly enough, nothing else had bothered attacking after that. She hoped that they had finally come to a standstill, perhaps run away after discovering there would be more warriors than just the Abomination and her two companions. Something told her that wasn't the case, though, and Bella was smart enough to know that this temporary halt in activity wouldn't last long. In fact, it should be cause for more worry rather than relief.

    Despite her knowledge of this, and what happened the last time she tried to relax during a standstill, Bella couldn't help feeling that this would be one of her only chances – if not her last – to spend quality time with Edward. She barely saw him these days, despite living in the same manor as him, and she missed him dearly.

    Everyone seemed to be too busy to really spend much time together, so Bella ordered them to take a break and spend time with their significant others if they had them. Though protests had been made, and even Bella didn't care too much for the idea, everyone followed her orders and enjoyed themselves for a little while.

    The Quileute pack headed back to La Push. Jacob hadn't seen Billy in a while, and since the manor was only on the outskirts of Forks – though it was hidden from human eyes – it didn't take him or his pack long to return home. The place seemed emptier without them, but Bella liked the thought of them reuniting with their families, if only for a short while. The outcome of this war was unknown to all, even Seer, so it was best to fit in as much time together as possible.

    Bella would've loved to see Charlie, but common sense told her she was the true target. If anyone couldn't return home, it was her. No doubt, regardless of the lack of activity, someone or something was watching out for her, and not in the good way. She couldn't endanger Charlie like that. Not knowing she would be putting his life in danger.

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