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Horrified, I rushed into the house. The scene looked fairly ordinary, as though there hadn't been any struggle at all. The only thing that gave away the truth was the two sickening pools of blood, though they were small, on the floor. One pool was by the couch, the other not far from the door. My mind reeled, anger flaring inside of me. At that moment I could only think of one thing- the smell of Bella's blood…My Bella's blood. For once in my life I didn't thirst for it- I was sickened at the thought of it, that it came from my Bella, that she was hurt. My mind immediately placed the blame on the person I'd last seen her with.

"I'm gonna kill him," I snarled, immediately turning to the door. However, Alice was there blocking my way. "Alice, get out of my goddamn way!" I yelled, eager to spill the young werewolf's blood.

"No Edward, stop!" she demanded, gripping my arms as tightly as she could. I tried to pull out of her grasp but she held on too tight, which was surprising. She must have been focusing all of her energy on keeping me still. "This is why I wanted you to come here first, but I guess you don't smell it, do you?"

I stopped struggling in Alice's grip from a moment and frowned at her, confused. "What?"

"Don't you smell it Edward?" Alice asked urgently. I had never seen her this shaken up before, besides in Phoenix. But she had been able to see the future then. "Bella's not the only one who was hurt here."

Pausing, I smelled the air carefully. I hesitantly pulled my thoughts away from Bella, and I could finally smell the blood of another in the room. Jacob's blood. I could feel the realization dawn on my face. "Jacob didn't do it…"

"Thank you!" Alice said, exasperated, finally letting go of my arms.

"Then who did? Did you see anything else?" I questioned anxiously. Every moment here was one more moment I didn't have Bella in my arms, one more moment I didn't know if she was safe, one more moment I didn't know if she was…I couldn't finish the thought.

Alice shook her head sadly. "I'm sorry Edward, but no. She must still be with Jacob."

I paused, scanning the room carefully for any sign that could give me a clue as to what happened, who they were with, anything, but found nothing. "We can try following the scent," I suddenly resolved, even though, strangely, I couldn't smell any other scent in the room.

Alice's frown deepened even more as her eyes glazed over slightly. I'd hoped it had something to do with Bella, but Alice had only been looking into the outcome of our search. "The trail ends," she said quietly. "The scent disappears about a mile from here."

I growled in frustration, nearly slamming my hand into the wall before logic demanded me to do otherwise. "How is that possible? How the hell can they cover their scent trail?" I yelled, frustrated.

Alice gave me a sharp look. "How am I supposed to know Edward? Do you honestly think that yelling at me will solve this issue? I want to find her just as badly as you do!"

I felt taken aback, then guilty. I knew this was hurting my sister as much as it was hurting me, and I knew yelling wasn't going to help one bit. "I'm sorry, Alice…I just…" For once in my life, I couldn't find the right words. There was no way to describe the fear, the pain of the thought that…

Alice placed a gentle hand on my shoulder. "We'll find her Edward," she whispered, squeezing my shoulder in assurance, but I didn't feel any better. She suddenly stiffened and my head snapped up to look at her. "We need to leave, Charlie will be home soon." Feeling the sting of disappointment once more, I nodded and we immediately ran away from the room, the horrid smell fading away. Half way home, I stopped, and Alice stopped not too far away, already knowing what I was going to say.

"Go, Edward," she assured, smiling sadly. "You're right; Charlie will need someone to calm him down. Anyway, it'll take the suspicion away from you." Before I could say anything, she'd already run off. I shook my head. I would never get used to hearing her side of a conversation that I never had.

I turned and sprinted back to the house. However we'd only been gone for about a minute, so Charlie still wasn't home. I climbed to the top of a large tree near the house and sat where Charlie wouldn't be able to see me, and waited. My body trembled, a foreign feeling to me, as I thought of Bella. I placed my face in my hands. It tortured me to think that I had no way to find her, nowhere to start looking…and that my angel could be hurt, or even…

No. I can't think like that. She'll be fine…I'll find her. Even if it takes me until my dying day.

I didn't have to wait long before Charlie arrived. I heard his cruiser pull into the driveway, him let out a stream of curses as he hit his elbow on the door, and the front door to the house open.

"Bella, you there? Oh my God-!" Charlie cried. I felt sorry for the man as I listened to his breathing increase as his panic rose. I could already imagine the look of pure terror on his face. I waited for a more inconspicuous time to "show up" at the door, but as I listened to Charlie lose his nerves, it became more and more difficult. I didn't know if I could face seeing him that way, or face the room with my precious Bella's blood still lying on the floor.

After a few minutes, I finally decided to go to the door. I stood on the branch that I'd been sitting on, clearing my face of all of the terrible feelings within me. I replaced it with a fake smile, one I'd hoped would fool Charlie. I jumped to the ground and cleared my throat. I prayed my voice wouldn't betray me.

Knocking on the door, I heard Charlie's breathing hitch in his throat. He ran to the door, and had a look of total surprise when he opened the door to find me.

"Hello Mr. Swan," I tried to say casually, "is Bella here?"

His look of surprise turned into an obvious guise of disappointment, then hope. "Edward! Please tell me you've seen Bella," he practically exclaimed. I could tell tears were forming in his eyes.

I concealed my feelings of hurt with a look of confusion. "No, I thought she was supposed to be here with Jacob."

Even more tears formed as he felt the same wave of dreadful disappointment hit him that I'd felt earlier. He gripped the doorframe to steady himself as his legs threatened to collapse under him.

Moving to support him, I kept up my mask of ignorance. "Whoa, Charlie! What happened?"

"B-Bella," he stuttered; I thought he was going to go into shock. "She-she's gone…there's b-blood, it must be hers…"

"Charlie," I commanded, feeling guilty that Charlie had to feel all of this pain too. I knew how much he loved Bella. She was the only family he had left. "Listen to me, Charlie. I need you to tell me what happened."

Charlie looked up at me, tears now running freely from his eyes. "Bella, she…She's gone! Bella and Jacob are gone! There's…there's blood in the living room! I think it's hers! Oh god, Edward…" He began to hyperventilate, and before I could help him he passed out.

I sighed, feeling guilty. I quickly pulled out my phone and dialed 911, letting out the panic in my voice to make it seem like I'd just found the blood. The "sudden discovery" was fake, but my panic was very real. I supported Charlie's unconscious body until the police and medics came just a few minutes later. Giving the police a few statements, I assured them that I'd answer all of their questions at the hospital, and they allowed me to ride in Charlie's ambulance to the hospital. There, I saw Carlisle waiting for us at the ER doors.

As the crowd of doctors and paramedics rushed Charlie inside to make sure he was alright, I lingered by the ambulance as my father paused by the ER doors, a somber look on his face.

Alice told me everything, Edward. We'll find her.

I nodded my head miserably and silently walked with him into the hospital. I wanted to leave to look for Bella at that very moment. I ached to just run and search the globe for her- and I swore that I would, if that's what it took. I'd do it five times over if I needed to. But I knew that it would look suspicious if I ran now, without talking to the police. So I sighed and ground my teeth as I walked into the waiting room, where the detectives were already waiting.

This was going to be one hell of a night.

"Bella? Bella come on, wake up!"

I groaned as I felt a warm hand shaking my shoulder. At first it was gentle, but as seconds went by the hand shook me harder.

"Please Bella, wake up!" I heard the voice call again. I opened my eyes slightly, and in the dim light I could barely make out Jacob's large form.

"Jacob?" I grumbled quietly, "What happened?"

"Oh Bella, thank God!" Jacob sighed, helping me sit up. My head spun and I had to lean on him for support. "Are you okay?"

I sighed. "Other than feeling like I got hit over the head with a bus," I complained and Jacob laughed unsurely. "I'm peachy." I looked around for a moment. We were in a dimly lit concrete room, with a small light bulb on a wire being our only light. "What happened?" I repeated my earlier question, "Where are we?"

Jacob sighed. "I don't know where we are, or who did this, but it looks like we've been…well, for lack of a better word, kidnapped."

I tensed in shock as the memory of what had happened at my house came flooding back to me. I remembered the icy voice that whispered in my ear, but I couldn't place it…So we were stuck here, not knowing where we were, who took us here, or what they wanted. Hell, we didn't even know what time of day it was! I started to shake, in fear and from cold.

"It's okay, Bella," Jacob assured, trying to sound confident. However I could hear the shadow of uncertainty in his voice. "You're my best friend, and I swear on my life I'll get you out of here." He wrapped me in a hug and I relaxed in his warmth.

"Can't you transform into a wolf?" I suddenly asked, my eyes going wide. I sat back to look into his eyes, but my hope was doused as I saw a hurt look in his eyes.

"No," he shook his head sadly. "I think they marked my back with something that stops me from transforming. I can't do anything, I've tried." He looked away, ashamed to look at me, as though he'd failed me already.

I leaned back into him, and wrapped my arms around him. I felt a stab of pain on my right shoulder blade, and I wondered if our kidnapper had marked me with something too, though I dared not say anything to Jacob in fear that it would make him feel worse. "It's okay…Like you said; we'll find our way out of this, right?"

But I still felt tears coming to my eyes. I was scared, and even with Jacob with me, I felt almost alone. I wished more than anything in the world at that point that Edward could be with me- I'd give anything to hold him and feel his arms hold me back...Then a thought hit me- would I ever see Edward again? I let out a sob at the thought. With Jacob here, I knew Alice couldn't see me, and who knows whatever other precautions our captor took to keep us hidden.

I began to fully cry as the feeling of hopelessness began to form within me.

Poor Edward. And it only gets worse from here... teehee!

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~Elemental Serenity