10. Dejavu

     The next morning after Edward had called Carlisle with our decision, we discussed our travel plans. Edward, angry though he was at Tanya for her rude display at the wedding, agreed to visit Denali at Carlisle’s request. In light of Gianna’s message, and Alice’s confusing visions, Carlisle felt it was important to maintain the good relations the family had with the Denali coven. We would drive over to the Denali settlement, stay the night, and take the plane out of Anchorage back to Port Angeles the next day. There we would wait for the rest of the family to join us, and we would all then fly to Ithaca, where Carlisle and Esme had already set up the new house. Edward had called the pilot and had them already in the air headed for Anchorage to wait for us.

     With our plans set, Edward decided he should hunt before we left. He felt badly about leaving me alone but I told him I would do some hunting myself, making something to eat in the kitchen while he was gone. I also wanted to call Charlie and Renee, to let them know how we were doing. It was a good thing Edward’s more than adequate bank account could afford him…us; I had to remind myself…a satellite phone. Satisfied that I would be fine for a couple of hours on my own, he left in search of caribou. He really hoped for grizzly, but knew he would have to settle for whatever was in the immediate area.

     I raided the well-stocked refrigerator for lunch, wondering who would end up with the cornucopia of food Edward had had laid in for me for the week. I couldn’t help laughing at the amount of food that was supposed to be for just me. I made an impressively large sandwich, poured a glass of milk, and sat in front of the massive fireplace. As I ate, I thought about having to see Tanya and Irina again. I understood Carlisle’s reasoning, but I had to admit I was a fearful about having to see them again. I tried to convince myself it was because I was angry about their rudeness. I knew it was more than that; it was my first impressions of Tanya. She disturbed me, and I was afraid of her. I focused on their rudeness as the issue though, and the memory of Rosalie’s insurmountable rebuff, gave me not only pleasure, but comfort as well. I smiled at the thought of the turning point of Rosalie’s and my relationship. It almost made the whole Tanya experience seem worth it; almost. I decided to concentrate on my phone calls.