KA-BOOM!

"What in the world was that?" Esme asked as she flew to the window just in time to see the black smoke plume over the tree line. I stood with her staring as the odd flame licked skyward confused as to what it may be. Suddenly Rosalie came tearing out of her room her eyes frantic and her mind racing.

"No way!"

We both turned to her watching as she pulled on her blonde hair and sat down on the arm of the sofa. Alice flittered down the staircase followed closely by Jasper.

"What?" he asked as he jumped the last five steps. We all turned to Rose waiting for her explanation. She frowned and then looked guilty. I saw it in her mind, the pictures slowing and letting me register them properly. I groaned.

"That mother-"

"Rose," Esme murmured hating any kind of cussing.

"-Plucker did it."

Yeah he did it all right. My eyes turned back to the smoke and I sighed. Everyone looked confused, their gaze moving from myself to Rose waiting for an explanation.

"Did what?" Alice snapped her foot stomping on the marble floor. Sadly her visions had been slow to return so she was in the dark about a lot of things which made her irritable and very annoying.

You mean more irritable and annoying than usual.

The tapping of Alice's heel echoed through the house and I frowned at Rose when she mentally asked me to explain the situation. I shook my head at her, smirking when she tipped her head back and stared at the ceiling.

"Brought a helicopter," she whispered. I groaned and sat down in the sofa next to her. It was worse hearing it come from her mouth than hearing it in her mind.

Everyone's face registered who had actually brought the helicopter within seconds. Alice giggled, Jasper smirked and Esme clicked her tongue disapprovingly moving off to the kitchen muttering about how stupid he was.

"Tell me he's not trying to fly it?" Alice asked through her giggles. Jasper grinned down at her.

"Well I'm pretty sure that he isn't," he answered.

"Thank goodness," Esme muttered from the kitchen. Jasper smirked wider.

"I'm pretty sure that is called crashing," he chuckled pointing to the ever blackening smoke. Carlisle whipped in from his study and stood behind Jasper shaking his head.

" Now who would have given him an idea like that?"

"Who isn't here?" I murmured sarcastically.

I sighed and we all looked at each other

"Izzy…"