============ALICE'S POV==============

Carlisle walked down the stairs, avoiding the sight of the broken stairwell. I pranced lightly behind him, my breathing uneven.

When I got to the bottom, Carlisle took a deep breath before quietly murmuring, "Jasper? Esme?" They appeared in human speed, Esme wrapping her arms around my dad.

"I've…decided that we need to find Emmett, try to talk some sense into him. Jasper, I think you need to track him, with Alice of course," Carlisle added, glancing at my pouting face. "Esme and I," Carlisle looked down at his wife, "will be waiting for your call. When you do find them, we'll go and talk to Emmett."

"Emmett's stubborn." Esme's voice sounded flat. He rubbed her back absent-mindedly.

"If worse comes to worse, Jasper can calm them all down and we can take Marri." It sounded like it hurt him to say it.

"What about Rose and Bella?" My eyes widened. "You're not just gonna leave them there? What about Edward?"

For the first time in centuries, I saw something dark briefly over Carlisle's face. "They made the choice to leave, Alice."

"But…" I couldn't continue.

"Carlisle, it's been years." Esme looked up at her spouse in gentle disagreement, as if they were discussing the options for dinner. "They will always be ours." She grabbed his hand from her arm pleadingly.

"Emmett's just having another one of his tantrums." Jasper spoke for the first time, his voice revealing his old Southern accent out of nervousness. "Once we make him see sense, Rose will follow. Edward will follow Marri."

"And Bella?" I questioned.

"Well…actually I don't know why she's there…"

================BELLA'S POV=================

We were on a plane, heading for…Russia last time I checked. Emmett was determined to continue making different choices to throw Alice off, if she was looking into their futures. I, quite frankly, was not interested in where we were going. You can always get lost in an airport and that was exactly what I was planning to do.

I had only joined the Cullen family again to give my daughter the chance to be with her dad, to have the father figure that I had lacked in my early human years. Once I disposed of Marri, which I was sure had become Edward's replacement of a daughter; he would come back to me, to his rightful mate.

"Bella?" Rosalie poked my shoulder from the seat behind me.

"Hmm?"

"Do you mind holding Marri for a bit? I need to make a phone call and I don't want to wake her?" I nodded and she passed the sleeping girl over my head and into my lap. I smiled as I heard her weak heartbeat.

She would be an easy kill.

AN – Cliffy! :) I hope you guys don't mind if I change the tense of the story to past, it's just easier for me.

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