Setting up for another wedding has been great for business. I've finally started up my own business against my fathers"advice"

(what I meant was against his demands). I love my dad. I really do. I even like my stepmother to her points. If she keeps trying to set me up with

all the eligible bachelors that her and my dad deem fit. I'm so tired of having my life being taken over by someone else. Which is why I decided on

going to a top cooking school in New York, even though I do have a degree in Business I try not to use it though except in mo own. In New York,

was so different from my old life. No dad to tell me how to live, no step-mom to throw guys in my face. Saying that I should get married and give

her some grand kids (gag!!) I mean don't get me wrong I want kids just when I want them, not someone planning when I should get them. But

I'm getting a little worked up. I need to be concentrating on my catering. Have an Affair with a Rose is my baby. I've always loved cooking and this is one

of the greatest achievements that I have that I am truly proud of. Since I get referrals from Pastor Williams, business has been rolling

in.

I set up five champagne glasses and some small appetizers. The pastor told me to set up for the bride, groom, the best man, maid of honor,

and him. I started setting up. I go outside to grab the cake. I watch as the woman I assume is the bride and the maid of honor walk in the front of

the church. I go into my van and grab the cake. Which is prefect is I do say so myself. I take it inside the church from the back. I set it up in the

rectory. I get hungry. It's a terrible habit. When I get tired of waiting for thing I get hungry. I take the bag of strawberries from my pocket and

start to eat one. It taste so good, but not a minute later I heard a shot go through the church. I jump. I turn and walk towards the sanctuary. I

take out my phone and start dialing 911.

"Hello…yes? I'm at the Old Cathedral Church on West Main Street. There have been guns fired and I don't know how many more have guns."

I step in the sanctuary and see a man in a mask pointing the gun at the pastor. The pastors saying something like "you don't have to do this, this

is the house of God", but the man points it and aims it at the pastor.

"Leave him alone." I say throwing my cell phone at the gunmen and it hit him in the back of the head. I see the gunfire and hits the pastor. The

man turns towards me and his eyes are like snakes. I run out before he tries and shoots me. I run to this closet and hide in there. I can still here

some of the things that are going on but I see Snake Eyes past by the door and I try to remain as still as possible. I hear sirens in the distance

but I don't move from my spot.

Something wicked this way comes

"Damn." Emmett Cullen says as his thumbs prickle. He knew something of a disaster would come up but damn why this weekend.

This is my weekend off. Shouldn't there be an off day for this damn rhyme. I knew something would be happening especially since that damn

rhyme kept popping into my head the whole day. Ever since he was a kid his mom and aunt encouraged me to develop it more. But as he became

a cop, this talent came in more valuable then not. Since that accident I tried not to believe most of that psychic babble Aunt Athena has been

throwing around but I love her plus she's the real psychic in the family.

This traffic is not what I wanted this weekend. I'm supposed to be relaxing on the lake with my brothers at the cabin but no I'm stuck in this

stupid traffic. As I pulled up a little the prickling on my thumbs are getting stronger. Which is not good. As sitting her I start thinking of my partner

Lexi Masters. I take out my cell phone and call her.

"If your calling to say your sitting on that cabin porch about to drink a beer, you better brace yourself for me to completely getting even with you.

You won't know when it'll happen but I promise that it will. I'll have a take with all the bottle-blondes your always dating and bust your whole rep

but you will be in fear until I strike."

"Like you threats scare me. Besides I'm scared of you already. So how does the stakeout coming along?"

"Boring. On my phone playing games and on my 5th crossword puzzle. Where are you calling from?"

"My car. I'm having one of my...feelings so be careful."

"You too."

"Watch your back, Lexi."

"I will. I'll talk to you later."

"Bye."

The light changed green and as I inched my way forward the radio goes off.

"Attention all units, disturbance at the Old Cathedral Church between West Main and Bellevue. At least one injures. Shots have been fired."

Bellevue and West Main was only 5 blocks away. I pick up the handset.

"Detective Emmett Cullen. I'll take it. I'm just a few blocks away."

"Roger calling back up."

A/N:

I hope that you guys missed me, I really have missed writing my stories. I want to specially thank Cara Summers for inspiring these

stories .

I hop you guys like the first couple of chapters like the rhyme goes. Something Wicked This Way Comes! And it's only going to get more

wicked from here.