disclaimer:I do not own twilight, but I do own Alice and Chisel.

information: Lets go! is a story i'm working on and desided as a joke to make a AU for it where Alice and Chisel end up in the Twilight universe. The story is set in a timeline after New Moon but before eclipse. this is also and AU for Twilight as well.

lets go!: getting side tracked

part one:Get up you sleeping idiot!

prelude:

chicago 1922

"whut the bloodie 'ell was all tha' about, love?"

A teal haired male with no visible eyes through a layer of bangs said, looking over at a bobcut blonde with orange-ish brown eyes.

They where runing tramedisly fast compared to the gangsters behind them.

"You think I know? I'm just as clueless about these Americans as you are Chisel! I really don't see what they got so rilled up about. I just questioned them about those bottles in the trunk of their car, they just started shooting...I so hate the sound of gun fire." the woman said with a proper english accent,her pale hand reached to chisel's sleeve.

"It's alright Alice, love, 'ey can't catch up wit' us." he said his cockney accient sounded rougher than usual, "An' if 'ey try to lay one 'and on you 'er'll be 'ell t' pay." Alice knodded looking over at her partner, she could tell his eyes were on her, and matched his curious gaze with a weary one.

"Chisel?"

"yea'?"

"do you think that it would be alright t' go t' 'sleep' for a while. Find somewhere away from here....like California! We could find a nice crypt or somewhere remote to stay and sleep! Please...i'm getting tired...and I fear for us if we stay, i mean we got shot at and didn't die! Word gets out someones comin' after us and then...."

Chisel quickly swooped her up in his arm, not breaking his pace.

"The day 'at 'appens, 'e'll 'ave to go through t' ge' t' you love." He held he close to him. She looked down not looking at anything, in deep thought.

Chisel sighed, contemplating where he would take them to.

"y' said somfin' 'bout California? I 'erd that 'eres a place down 'ere with a lot of vamps like us 'n' o'er beasties. 'y wanna head 'at way? we can stay north of there...I 'ave a friend staying 'n' a town wit' a nice cemetary 'at we could hijack a crypt from....after all we'd only need to stay 'ere once w' need t' 'sleep' fer a few decades...other than that we could rent a 'otel room in 'at one place. wut d' ya say love...that sound nice, somewhere out 'n the sunshine?"

Alice knodded tired of worry.

Chisel said no more, he changed his course heading for a station and, hopefully, a better life.