Hehe. As someone kindly pointed out there was an utter lack of reaction amongst the people seeing a wall explode, so I wrote a chapter about their reactions, but it sucked. Seriously sucked, so just pretend there were reactions from spectators.

BPOV

As we raced for the plane I felt an overwhelming sense of relief. Obviously, we weren't out of danger yet, but we were a lot better off then we had been a few minutes ago. I shut my eyes and buried my face in Edward's shirt.

'Bella, you'll be fine,' he soothed. 'Just a few more seconds and we'll be out of danger. It's all okay now, love. Just calm down.'

I ignored him a bit. He was over reacting, I wasn't that panicky, and it's all okay now was just asking for trouble.

'I'm fine,' I mumbled, finding it difficult to speak with my head against his chest. 'Just keep running.'

'Emmett!' I heard Jasper yell. 'Call the airlines; tell them to prepare for take-off.'

I tried to force my self to look, and with Edward's help I opened my eyes. If I concentrated on Emmett or Jasper, who were both moving at the same speed as me, I didn't feel ill.

As we raced for the plane Emmett grabbed his cell phone, desperately dialling in numbers. He put the cell phone on speaker phone and waited.

'Hello?' A male's voice echoed. 'This is Mathew Simms, co-pilot of the thirtieth Cullen Aircraft. Who's there?'

'Emmett Cullen,' Emmett said. 'We need you to prepare for take-off. Start down the runway, but leave the door open for twelve seconds.'

There was a pause. 'Do you want us to wait for you to be on board?'

'No-oo.' Emmett replied. 'We'll manage to be on the plane.'

'Are you mad?' Mathew asked. 'It's impossible! And dangerous, you can't have a door open during take-off!'

There was another pause. 'Have you been drinking?' Mathew inquired suspiciously.

'I'm not drunk!' Emmett snapped. 'I own the plane, you follow my instructions. We built the plane; it is capable of flying with a door open. Besides, well double your pay.'

'That would be enough to pay off my mortgage, yes?'

'I think so,' Emmett replied. 'It would be enough to buy a small country anyway.'

'But there is no point owning a country if your dead.'

'Oh, I dunno.' Emmett said with a wink in my direction. 'Who knows what it's like to be dead? Burial plots are quite expensive anyway… but you won't die, I assure you, just get the plane going.'

'Well, okay…' Mathew replied, still hesitant. 'But only if you triple my pay…'

'Done deal!' Emmett boomed, hanging up. Turning to us he said, 'Humans are idiots. Wave money in their faces and they'll do anything. Oh, sorry Bella; let me say, er, most humans are idiots.'

I grinned slightly as the vampires sped up, reacting to something too quiet for my human ears. As we skidded round a corner I looked away, the rushing air making me feel nauseated, I heard the sound of an aeroplane. And then, a sickening feeling came over me as Edward leaped high, and landed cat like, in a crouch. As he placed me on the floor I peeled open my eyes.

To my surprise we were standing on the jet, which was zooming down the runway.

'Edward!' I gasped, shocked. 'How did- you-how-what-wh-I-why-who-how?'

He chuckled; 'Bella, love, it really is too easy to amaze you. We can outpace a jet, easy, and we can jump on board it.'

'Ugh,' I muttered, and staggered over to the closest chair, before collapsing onto it.

I woke several hours later.

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EPOV

As I landed inside the plane I put Bella down. She opened her eyes and blinked.

'Edward!' she gasped. 'How did- you-how-what-wh-I-why-who-how?'

I laughed quietly. 'Bella, love, it really is too easy to amaze you. We can outpace a jet, easy, and we can jump onboard it.'

'Ugh,' she mumbled, and stumbled over to the chair closest to her, gradually her eyes shut and her breathing patterns became those of sleeping people.

I hovered next to her, watching her sleep.

'Edward…' she whispered, sleep talking. 'Emmett? Jasper? Aro? Jane…?'

She flinched and opened her mouth as if to scream.

'Bella,' I said, smoothly interrupting the process of building up a shriek. 'Bella, it's just us, Emmett, Jasper and Edward.'

'Edward,' she said happily. 'Love you, Edward… cheese… food… mean… beautiful… vampires… Edward.'

I placed my hand on her forehead as she continued to talk, humming her lullaby gently, and waited until she drifted into deeper sleep, and finished speaking.

I had been so absorbed in watching Bella, after I had thought her dead for a second time, that I hadn't noticed things going on. I looked up. The doors had shut and Emmett and Jasper were sitting down, staring at me intently.

They both waited, neither talking, in their heads or out loud.

'Brothers…' I sighed. 'I…'

'We know,' Jasper said quietly. 'Next time, if there is a next time, wait. You have an unhealthy obsession with suicide.'

I smiled half heartedly and patted Bella's head. 'Sorry,' I said to them, just once. They knew what I meant, Oh, God I am so sorry, so sorry, what can I do to make it up to you? I owe you my life, or my existence anyway.

We sat in silence for a while. After ten minutes I spoke, 'Emmett,' he nodded, acknowledging my presence. 'Shouldn't you call Rosalie? Or Jasper, Alice? They'll be worried sick.'

'Oh, yes, of course…' he paused. 'What does this mean for the game?'

'It's over,' Jasper interrupted. 'No way anyone wants to continue playing.'

But I paused before agreeing. Before I had met Bella this had been the thing I looked forward to most. The Cullen Games. We had never cut a game short before; and…

'We aren't going to start now.' Emmett said.

'What…?' I asked. I mean, how did he know that? I'm the mind reader for crying out loud.

You were mumbling a bit, Jasper thought. Sorry.

'Oh, right.' I muttered. 'So, are you going to call Alice, Jasper?'

'Yeah,' he replied out loud. 'But I think Emmett should call Rose, tell her to set up the communicator thingy. We'll talk everything over… discuss the game too.

'Okay…'

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AlicePOV

I sunk against the car, panic overwhelming me. I don't know how long I waited like that. I was too horrified to count the minutes.

'Alice?' A soft, familiar voice asked. 'Are you okay, Alice?'

'N-no,' I replied. 'Does it look like I'm okay, Rose?'

She sat down next to me on the asphalt, 'No, Alice, it doesn't. What's going on? Why did you run away? Tell me, Alice. I want to know… please.'

I sniffed. 'It's Edward. He… he, uh…'

She smiled at me encouragingly, but I could see the sadness behind her cheerful face. 'Why don't you just start from the beginning,' she suggested.

'Mmm, well, when I had a vision it showed Edward. The others were already in Volterra. He joined them, and he well, yeah. Then I called Jasper to tell him to leave, but Bella answered and I had a second vision, in which Edward and Bella were alone in an alleyway and he, um, killed her. Maybe to protect the secret, maybe the thought of losing her twice made him go mad, or think he had gone mad and was hallucinating. Then he killed the painful hallucination? I don't know. I warned Bella, but…' I broke off, biting my lip to keep myself form falling apart.

I looked to Rosalie for reassurance, but she stared into space, frowning slightly.

'What?' She began, before pausing and looking at me deeply. 'Alice? Are you alright?'

'Sort of,' I said. 'I… I'm not grieving, yet, the shock hasn't worn off, but I don't know what to do. Aren't adults meant to know what to do? I'm a hundred, for god's sake!'

'Maybe,' Rosalie agreed gently. 'But you're only a teenager, too.' She rested placed her arm around my shoulders and moved so she was sitting next to me.

'Let me get this straight, Al.' she said. 'Bella's dead.' I winced at the harsh matter-of-fact way she said it, but nodded. 'Edward has joined the Volturi.' Again I nodded. 'And Jasper and Emmett are most likely dead.' I bobbed my head a third time.

'I'm so sorry, Rosalie. I would never have suggested The Cullen Games if I thought how much danger that would put Bella in. And putting Bella in danger means Edward in danger which means all of us…' I trailed off and chewed anxiously on my lip.

'Nonsense,' Rosalie said firmly. 'It isn't you fault at all.'

I sighed.

'Besides,' she added wistfully. 'Maybe, since Jasper and Emmy outnumbered Edward, maybe they got away.'

'Maybe, Rose,' I whispered, not wanting to burst her bubble. 'But Edward could call for reinforcements, Jane… Alec… Aro.'

For the first time she showed real emotion, making me realise she had all her hopes resting in Emmett escaping by taking down Edward.

'We don't know for certain.'

'Yes, Alice, we do.'

'No, you could be right.'

We waited in silence for a minute.

'Alice,' but whatever she was about to say was silenced by her ringtone. Mystified she slid her hand into her purse and pulled out a sleek silver phone.

'Hello?' she murmured into it. 'Rosalie Hale speaking, who is this?'

The reply was so quiet I didn't hear it.

'Emmett!' Rosalie shrieked happily. 'Oh, Emmy, I was so worried! What's going on? Are you all okay? What happened with Edward? What did you do with Bella? Is Jasper-'

'Rose, baby,' he cut her off firmly, loud enough for me to hear. 'Enough. I'll answer those question soon enough. We're all a little stressed here. Are you still there, Rose? I love you.'

'I love you too, Emmett.'

'Good, now tell Alice to set up the car communicator. Set it for the jet. Bye, Rosie.'

'Emm-' she began, but he had already hung up. She stood up, letting the hand holding the phone drop to her side, a puzzled expression on her face.

I opened my mouth, but then I was hit by a vision. In it, Edward was talking to us on the communicator. He was explaining everything. Emmett and Jasper were safe, and Bella was sleeping by his side.

I blinked, jumped to my feet, and described my insight to Rosalie. She hugged me.

'So they're all okay?' Rose asked.

'Yes!' I shouted in reply.

'Rose? Alice?' A voice asked. I turned to see Carlisle and Esme walking towards us, hand in hand. I ran towards them at vampire speed, for once not caring about witnesses. I threw myself into their arms.

'Esme! Carlisle! It's all right! They're alive!'

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