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Emmett's POV

I watched wide eyed as Edward ran out of sight like a bat out of hell. What the fuck? I mean, yeah I knew he had issues with that kind of shit but – I frowned and looked to the security dude at my side who was shaking his with laughter.

Seeing that – well fuck that had put a stop to my own temper tantrum. Eddie was the king of cool. The Doc. The golden boy. What. The. Fuck?

Then a thought hit me in the chest. Bella.

I pushed into the room. I'd deserted my little sis when she needed me and now fucking Edward had too. The one guy who could chill her out some.

"What's happening?" I asked Jazz. He had his arms around Alice who was crying. I could hear her sniffles into his chest and I patted her shoulder.

"I am trying to talk the doctor here out of sedating Isabella," Carlisle said.

He was stood between Bella and the doctor. The doctor looked pissed. Bella looked like she was fucking possessed. That that chick from that film The Exorcist except minus the green spew and fucked up head spinning thing. It really fucking hurt to watch her like this. I couldn't do a thing about it either. My fists weren't going to get us out of this one. Neither is all the shit I learnt in rehab about talking things out and embracing pains energy and putting it to good use. How the fuck do I talk it out if she can hardly speak? I mean shit, I had gotten through to Rosalie with my charm and all my therapy know how. I couldn't do that with little Bella.

"Rose," my girl was sitting in the corner. She wasn't crying but she looked upset. My brave girl. She was my fucking world and she knew more about what Bella had suffered than any of us. No she hadn't been held captive but some of the violence Rose knew all about.

"I'm here baby," she said slowly.

I nodded and mouthed 'good girl'. I had to keep my calm for once. Edward wasn't here. That meant I had to do something to get that needle away from my sisters arm. In a non-violent way. Okay, fuck here goes.

"You know-," I clicked my tongue on the roof of my mouth and circled the bed to stand side by side with Carlisle, "When my sister went missing-," this earnt a whimper from Bella, "I used to have nightmares. Real fucked up shit about being in small enclosed spaces. I was just a kid so I didn't know what they meant, you know?" I cocked my head at the doctor.

"Go on," he said with a defeated sigh.

"If a kid came in here and they were having nightmares what'd you tell him? From your professional opinion?"

"I would review their diet and sleep pattern. I would more than likely prescribe melatonin and refer the child to a therapist."

"So you wouldn't prescribe any sleeping pills? Or any of that shit?"

"No," he shook his head, "The problem is not sleep, it's the quality of sleep."

"And Bella's been sleeping, right?"

"She has."

"So how's come you're wanting to give her that shit? Just give her the melatonin."

The doctor looked from me to Carlisle.

"He has a valid point," Carlisle smiled and shrugged. I could hear and feel Bella begin to calm down a little and I smiled inwardly. She gets it.

"Fine," the doctor threw up his hands and shook his head, "Fine. No more sedatives."

"Hoor-fucking-ray," I smirked.

"I will have the nurse administer the melatonin. I will be back in an hour and I would suggest you clear the room out of people, Emmett. And in future please inform me when you decide to tell my patient something traumatic enough to warrant this kind of reaction," he nodded and turned on his designer heels and fucked off.

"Asshole," I muttered under my breath, "I shoulda gone to med school with Eddie," I beamed.

"You're an ass," Rose laughed lightly. She stood and approached the bed and took Bella's hand in hers, "the fuckwit doctor has gone now Bella," she said quietly, "It's okay now."

"Edward?" she sniffed.

"Edward's been a naughty boy but he will be back," I quickly added so not to worry her. I sank down in the chair and tried a go at taking her other hand. She didn't seem to mind, "so you're stuck with me and Rose."

"I'm tried – I'm sorry," Bella said shakily, "I'm tired."

"Close your eyes and sleep," Rose urged her, "We will be here when you wake up."

"You won't let them back?" she asked.

I had no fucking clue who 'them' was but I could take a good fucking guess. No one was going near my baby sister ever again.

"I promise, Bells," I suddenly felt brave and I reached over and kissed her cheek, "Your big bros here and no one's going to fuck with you again, got it?"

"Got it," she replied wearily, her eyes already half closed.

"Sleep well," Rosalie kissed her cheek too and she beamed a huge smile over at me. This was progress. The first proper progress in fucking ages.

"You heard the doctor, everybody out except Emmett and Rosalie," Carlisle smiled down and me and squeezed my shoulder, "I'm proud of you, son, that was impressive."

I nodded and watched them leave.

Rosalie and I stared at one another once Bella's breathing got more even and I knew she was finally asleep. I was worried. Rosalie was worried. Her soft blue eyes filled with tears and fuck – my girl was the strongest person I knew but when she cried, shit it was like my whole life was crumbling. She and the Cullen's had been all I'd had for a very long time. My sobriety and business didn't mean shit without them by my side to enjoy it with me. They were my family and now – I sighed and watched Rose wipe a lone tear that slid down her flawless cheek – now I had Bella back. It was a headfuck. I'd always daydreamed about a day when my little sister was found. This might make me sound like a pussy but it had always been full of laughter and smiles and hugs and kisses and this big Hollywood crescendo shit . Not a dry eye in the house.

I never imagined this. Fucking truthfully I never really imagined we'd find her again. I really thought she was lost for good. The big reunion was just a mindless fantasy of mine.

I didn't know what the fuck to do for the best. I was with Bella all the way , you know? She had my heart and my protection, I'd give her everything if I knew it was going to get her well again. Truth is though, the girl was not my little sister. She wasn't Bells anymore. She was a frightened, lost stranger. And that fucking cunt had done this to her.

I wasn't fucking stupid either. I knew that bastard was here in the hospital. Jazz had shot him. There's no fucking way he was out of here yet. And I knew Edward had treated him too. I didn't blame him. I could never fucking hate Edward for doing his job, he loved his job and he loved people. He had no fucking choice, right? But I did blame him. James. Of course I fucking did. What human being in their right minds does that shit to someone? A poor defenceless girl? He killed my family. He didn't outright murder my folks but he was the reason they were fucking dead. He not only destroyed Bella he crushed me too.

"Em," Rosalie's voice drifted into my thoughts, "are you alright?"

"Yeah," I grunted through gritted teeth.

"The vein in your forehead is popping," she whispered.

"He's here in the hospital," I hissed.

"Who?" Rosalie blinked.

"James."

"Oh," Rosalie tilted her head to one side, "Do you know where?"

"No but I can fucking find out," I muttered.

"Okay," she nodded, "I'm with you, babe. All the way." She nodded thankful she was. Grateful she got it. Edward may have taken a Hippocratic oath but I sure as hell hadn't.

Alice's POV

It was good to be home. Don't get me wrong, New York is fabulous but there is nothing like home where your family and friends are. New York was huge compared to Forks and to be totally honest a little overwhelming. People were brash and rude and you can never be sure of someone, not like you can with a person you have known for all of your life, or at least is acquainted with someone who can vouch for them. Too many times I had put my trust in someone only to find they were, for want of a better word an asshole. I don't usually swear but the last guy I dated had been.

I shuddered as I heaved one of my suitcases from the carousel and waiting for the second. How do you know if you are going to get hurt if you don't know their background, I wondered? I trusted too quickly, that was my problem, maybe I should hold myself back a little and see if a little mystery and distance would help me snag a decent man. Or I could change my hair. Dye it or grow it. Maybe I should have a complete makeover and become a new and improved Alice. Brood some and not invest all of my energy and happiness into one person. Play the field. Yes! I should play the field! I could get lessons from Edward whilst I was home. He was very good at dating women and empty promises when it came to affairs of the heart.

My brother dated for a few months and then he was onto the next mindless girl. He never introduced us either which really annoyed me. I had always wanted a sister but he never seemed to want to include us in that part of his life.

I guess there was Rosalie. I loved her like a sister but she never got excited about the same stuff that I did. She was more interested in getting all greasy and oily underneath a sports car. Her nails were a disaster! I will book us into the beauticians and treat us to a manicure whilst I was home. Esme could come too and Bella.

Oh Bella. I was so excited to meet her. I know Dad had said she wasn't very well on the telephone but what girl didn't like a little pampering to lift their spirits and feel human again? Seriously, if I'm ever ill I head out for a spa day and I feel instantly better.

"Alice!" a familiar voice called out to me from the gate and I squealed, yes I squealed as I saw my mother stretched up on tippy toes to catch my attention in the arrivals rush.

"Esme!" I ran to her as fast as my two heavy suicses would let me and I jumped into her arms as she span me round in a firm hug, "Oh wow, you look terrific. I've missed you, Mom. Are you wearing Guess shoes? Tell me that isn't faux suede!"

"Alice," Esme cupped my face in her hands and kissed the tip of my nose, "Take a breath, honey."

"Okay," I took one breath and then launched into another string of excited questions. I needed to know everything. How was Dad? How was Emmett? Was Rosalie behaving herself? Why didn't Esme have any nail varnish on her fingernails? Why oh why had she brought the Porsche when the sedan would have been so much more comfortable for me to curl up in whilst we chatted and gossiped?

"Have you taken your meds today, baby?" Esme's eyes narrowed and I nodded excitedly. My ADHD always went into overdrive when I was excited and somewhere new. Not like Forks was new but it was a change of scenery from New York. I couldn't wait to get home and see my bedroom. I missed the space and fresh air so very much.

"Mom, what's the matter? Why aren't you as excited to see me as I am to see you?" I asked her, now sat in the low Porsche and turning out of the airport parking lot.

"I'm sorry," Esme said quietly, "I am sorry for being so subdued, it's-," she sighed and turned the radio down.

"What is it, mom?" I frowned.

"I am so worried about Bella Swan," she admitted, "And poor Emmett-," her voice wavered and I watched her trying to concentrate on the road.

"Mom, let me drive, I'm not as wired as you think I am," I said softly, "Please let me drive."

"It's okay, little on2," Esme smiled wanly, "It is good to have a distraction."

"How bad is it?" I asked.

"It's bad," she sighed, "Very bad. Your father, he- I don't think I ever seen him so distressed and poor Edward – he is shouldering a lot of the responsibility and I am not sure he will hold out for much longer but you know your brother, he likes to deal in his own time and on his terms."

"I can help," I said determinedly, "please let me help with anything."

"Actually-," Esme looked at me briefly before turning back to the road, "There is something extremely important I would like your help with. Or should I say someone-."

"You got it! You name it and I'm there. I just want to help," I nodded firmly.

For the rest of the drive home Esme told me all about Jasper. I had heard Edward mention his name a few times before and I knew he was a cop and a good friend. I had never met him though, I had waited for years to meet him but school and his work and lots of different reasons had meant we always missed each other. I had waited a long time to be introduced to him and now I was going to be I was suddenly excited. But then – I was excited about everything, I thought to myself with a giggle.

As Mom explained that he was staying with us because he'd been the policeman to find Bella and to shoot out the man who had taken her. He shouldn't be alone right now and agreed whole heartedly. I was shocked when Esme described his night terrors to me. She needed my help because she was exhausted waking up every few hours each night to sit with him and mop his fevered brow. I was surprized Edward had not tried to help him but Mom explained he was at the hospital all of the time with Emmett and Bella.

"He needs a friend," Esme said softly, "Not some wrinkled old fossil like me."

"You are not wrinkled! And you are not an old fossil!" I exclaimed. Esme was one of the most beautiful women I had seen. She looked more like my sister than my Mother. She could grace any catwalk in New York she was that stunning and tall and graceful.

"What I mean is, he needs you," Esme patted my hand and brought it over to the gear shift with hers, so she wouldn't have to break contact. I smiled. She always used to do that when we were little and I was allowed to ride up front for a treat.

"I will do my best, Mom," I smiled, "Now, I know you're going to go postal for me doing this and I could do with a lecture about lung cancer but I really need a cigarette can we pull over please?"

"Oh Alice," Esme sighed with a smile of amusement.

Being back in Forks told me how much I missed being back at home. I loved it here. It was so – open! So much space and so much air to breath. I definitely wanted to settle here once I have my degree certificate. I didn't care that there was not a fashion community, I would make one and who says that I can't set up a little studio here and make fabulous clothes to my hearts content. I would get a little appartment maybe and a dog. I've always wanted a dog and I can dress it up in a pink collar and – yes! We were home.

Esme pulled the car up on our houses huge drive way. I noticed the unfamiliar jeep that was parked up beside Daddy's Sedan and I smiled. It was filthy. The first thing I would have Jasper do is to clean his wheels. I had decided to tire Jasper out so much in the next few days we would spend together that he would be so exhausted he would fall into a deep sleep that not even the nightmares could penetrate. That meant shopping. A trip to Emmett's gym, hiking, bike rides and restaurants and -.

"Alice!" Carlisle appeared on the porch and he spread his arms out wide for me. I let out a yelp and sprinted towards him, throwing my own arms around his waist and laughing into his chest as he folded me into an embrace, "How are you, baby?" he whispered into my hair, "how was your flight?"

"It was boring, they showed some action pack man's film and the woman sat next to me slept the whole time, it was very frustrating!"

Carlisle chuckled and kissed my forehead, "It is good to have you home."

Once he had helped bring in my suitcases, grumbling about how much stuff I needed for just a few short weeks we sat up at the kitchen work counter drinking tea and catching up. I noticed both Carlisle and Esme had a tired, defeated look on their faces and I wondered how much of an impact this girl Bella was having on my usually cheery family. I myself had seen how much the girls disappearance had effected Emmett and Edward as they became close friends and then as Esme and Carlisle toiled for hours trying to help Charlie and Renee Swan but – I sighed and tried to think of a solution. It was odd that my parents should be so miserable about recent events, after all she was found now! It was sad, from what Esme had told me in the car it was extremely sad. I wanted to see Edward, I need to know that he was okay.

"Where is Jasper?" I asked of them. I wanted to get started on the mission Esme had entrusted to me.

"He's out back," Carlisle exchanged a strange look with Mom and shrugged.

"Okay," I hopped down from the bar stool and decided there was no time like the present.

"Alice, wait, he's speaking with his uncle on the telephone, I think he may like a little privacy," Carlisle called after me.

"Oh pur-leease, when was I ever granted any privacy in this house! Jasper!"

I skipped out through the den and tried to see him through the huge floor to ceiling windows that looked out on the decking and then the yard. It was drizzling out so he couldn't have gone far. I didn't take a jacket outside with me, wanting to coax the cowboy back inside for tea and then -.

"No! Seth! I'm not going back there!" I heard a deep southern voice cry.

I frowned and turned the corner taking the steps down towards Esme's herb garden. As I got closer I could his deep voice carrying on the wind as it got louder and more veracious.

"You don't understand! Y'all sat down there in the sun and- no! how many more times do I have to say this shi-."

Jasper came into view. He had his back to me and he was wearing a pair of denim's and a checked beaten up shirt. He seriously needed to go shopping. It was frayed at the edges and the yolk was all misshapen and – I frowned at his unkempt hair that curled at the back of his neck, he needed a hair cut too.

"I don't know, Pop, work with Emmett or something, I just know I can't do the job anymore not after-," and he turned. I gasped. He was – oh my goodness he was beautiful. Tanned and tall with a mop of curly dirty blonde hair. It was – his eyes met mine and my heart pulled me towards him. It was like something had exploded in my chest and a massive grin spread across my face.

I started to step towards him walking more slowly than I have ever walked in my life. It was all slow motion, something I had never experienced in my constant hyperactive state. I watched the cell phone in his hand slip from his fingers and it danced down to the ground rather than fell. His thin mouth fell open and his eyes grew wide. I could see every silvery white scar on his skin and he was beautiful. He was – beautiful.

"Alice?" he said quietly.

I felt happy tears sting my throat and eyes and I couldn't believe it. I had never gone for that whole love at first sight thing. I always though Carlisle and Esme were exaggerating when they said how bonded they were the moment their eyes met. I laughed at their romantic stories. I had laughed like a cynical idiot. But here I was. Staring at the man I knew I was going to marry.

"Oh Alice," Jasper's face crumpled and I watched him break down in front of me, falling to his knees.

That is when the real motion kicked in. I rushed to him and let him hug my waist as he cried. I wound my fingers into his dirty hair and I was home. I was truly home for the first time ever.

"Oh Jasper," I cried with him feeling his pain, ","I've been waiting for you. What took you so long?"