As someone pointed out quite a while ago, Edward technically shouldn't have beaten Team 1 to Volterra because planes are quicker then vampires, but that didn't really fit with my plot so I can't fix that. Thanks to that person though! I re-read the whole series and realized that a) vampire speed is fast, but not that fast and b) Alice's visions aren't very foolproof at all. (Like in Volterra she was all like I can't see what will happen now, just keep asking for Piazza something.)

By the way, Brittany is sort of a cross between Jessica, Lauren and the La Bella Italia waitress. But it doesn't really matter, she won't be reappearing again. (Probably, review if you want her to turn up.)

One hundred reviews! Woo! Thanks to everyone!

Oh, well, time for the actual story.

BPOV

My eyes flicked open, and I stared at the room I was in in confusion. It had a boring brown, beige and white colour scheme and a really uncomfortable bed. I frowned, peering at a plaque on the wall, trying to make out the words in the gloom.

Sunshine Motel

Winner of Best Branch

Sunshine Awards

1996

'Ah,' I said. 'Of course.'

Clambering out of the small bed I grabbed a hotel robe from a hook and pulled it around me, and then I switched on the light.

The scream caught in my throat as, panicked, I stumbled back into the bed.

Written on the wall in dripping red paint was:

Good mourning, Bella.

Luv, Emmett.

'EMMETT!' I yelled. 'Since when was mourning good? Morning, yes, mourning, no.'

Laughter echoed through the halls. 'Emmett's out, finding you breakfast, Bella. Good morning to you too, Bells.'

'Ah, oh, um… morning, Jasper.' I stuttered feeling a little embarrassed.

He chuckled again as he entered my room, but his tone turned serious. 'Bella, I know you were upset yesterday, when we wouldn't let you explore New York, but we did have good reasons for it. I mean, it would be a dead giveaway, no pun intended, if Alice saw you standing next to the statue of Liberty.'

'Yeah, I guess.' I muttered reluctantly.

'And, more seriously, if you injured yourself… I couldn't help you, and Emmett would be too busy trying to make sure I didn't kill you.' He grinned humourlessly. 'And once he got me far enough away, he probably wouldn't be able to come within a few metres of you. Therefore, the only way of keeping you safe would be to stop you from going out.'

'I'm sorry, I didn't think…' I whispered. Selfish, really. Not considering that there might be a reason behind the ban.

'No, it's okay.' Jasper reassured me. 'But, even now Emmett didn't want to leave me here with you; it's been some days since I last hunted.'

I flinched. 'Are you…?'

'I'm fine for now, just don't come too close.'

I sat down on my bed. Jasper smirked as he perched at the other end of my bed, as far away as possible.

'Anyway,' he said. 'This may be a motel, but it turns out they have a minibar. Here, something to tide you over until breakfast.'

As if by magic a small packet of chips appeared in his hand, he tossed them up in the air and they landed next to me.

'Thanks, Jasper.' I said as I greedily ripped the packet open and began to eat.

As I finished I stood up and stepped towards the bin that sat by the end of the bed, next to Jasper.

'Don't come any closer,' he cried suddenly, his tone urgent.

'Huh?' I squeaked, bewildered.

'You, you, your scent.' He panted. 'Blood, scent, pulse, arrgh! Too much, I can't handle it!'

'I'm sorry!'

'No, no.' he said, jumping to his feet. He gave me an apologetic smile. 'Not your fault.'

'I…' no words came to mind as I watched Jasper grimace and race out of the room.

I stayed there for quite some time, staring at the crumpled chip packet that I had dropped in the confusion.

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CPOV

Sighing I sat down next to Esme on the sofa.

'Edward, Alice…' I said.

I was quickly shushed by my son.

What? I demanded in my thoughts. Edward jerked his head towards Alice, who lay sprawled face up on the double bed.

'She's concentrating,' Edward whispered. 'This may be our chance to track them down.'

'Ah ha!' Alice screamed, jumping to her feet. Edward grinned.

'Yes!'

'What?' Rosalie snapped. 'Speak aloud for once, please.'

'They've decided to go with a ransom video; they're going to be broadcasting from New York!'

Esme smiled next to me. 'Well done, Alice. Do you have an exact location?'

'No, but I'm working on it.'

Alice began to bounce up and down. 'Yes, yes, yes!'

'Alice, dear,' I said, but she wasn't listening. 'Alice! Calm down!'

'Er, sorry Daddy,' she said, managing to both hang her head and look at me with big round topaz eyes, and a puppy dog pout…

'Alice!' I groaned. 'Stop it, and get to work. We have lots to do if we want to intercept them before they leave.

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BPOV

I stared doubtfully at the blindfold. 'Emmett…'

'Go, on. Put it on.'

I sighed.

After Jasper had fled from my room I had waited twenty minutes, until Emmett arrived. After eating the takeaway pasta that he thought seemed breakfast like, I had been marched through to the small lounge. I had watched as Emmett and Jasper hacked into the news, ready to broadcast the ransom video over life television. And now, as Jasper adjusted the cameras Emmett was trying to persuade me to wear a blindfold.

'No, Emmett.'

'Why not?' he demanded.

'Well, if I'm being held to ransom, then they'll know it's me… I don't need a blindfold!' I argued.

'B-but it's traditional, and it would be really special, and it would mean a lot to m-me,' he pouted, a pout worthy of Alice.

'Oh, Emmett. Fine; I shall suffer in silence.'

He chuckled. 'Yeah, yeah.' Then he pulled the blindfold over my eyes and knotted it at the back.

'Humph,' I huffed. Being suddenly blind unnerved me.

'Shhh,' Emmett hissed as he position himself behind my chair, pulling a mask over his face.

'And live,' Jasper said. 'In three… two… one…'

'Hello,' Emmett said.

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RosaliePOV

'Turn on the television!' Alice screamed excitedly, as she sat up.

Esme danced over to the TV set and pressed the power button.

'The current body-count is thirty-two with another three children in critical conditions. An addition thirteen people were rushed to-'

The reporter was cut off, and the screen flickered to show two people I recognised, Emmett and Bella. Bella sat at a table, wearing a blindfold. Emmett stood behind her.

'Hello,' my husband began brightly. 'As you may know, this girl is Bella Swan. She is seventeen years, no, eighteen years old. She has just graduated. She is engaged. She will die if I don't get three million dollars by tomorrow. Her fiancée, you know who you are, I want the money directly from you be-'

Edward snickered.

'What?' I asked, just before Carlisle spoke.

'What is it Edward?'

Edward grinned and began to whisper at vampire speed. 'Rosalie, Carlisle, Esme… the phone they have at their apartment is a speaker phone, and if you call it automatically blasts the voice of the caller through the apartment until either party hang up. It's an unpopular invention because if you're out it keeps going, and if you are having a private conversation the caller can hear.'

'Ah,' I smiled, understanding.

'You thinking what I'm thinking?' he asked.

'I don't know,' I replied with a smirk.

He paused, 'Yes, you are. Now, Alice, quick!'

Alice started punching numbers into a telephone.

I cackled.

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BPOV

'… I want the money directly from you before twenty-four hours are up. You better hurry up-'

'Emmett,' Edward growled. I jumped in shock, where was he?

'You idiot!' Emmett cried. 'Never say my name on national television.'

'It's already all over the news, Em.'

'What?!' Emmett said. 'Impossible!'

'No,' Edward replied impatiently, I tried to locate where the sound of his voice was coming from.

'Edward,' I called out hopefully. 'Edward, is that you? Are you here?'

'No, love.' His beautiful voice sounded sad. 'I'm just on the phone.'

'But it didn't ring!'

'It's an odd type of speaker phone, never mind that now.'

My heart sank; I had so hoped he was here.

'Edward, when can you play Prince Charming, and get he-'

I stopped speaking when Emmett abruptly clamped his hand over my mouth.

'Mmph!' my voice was muffled. I poked my tongue out and licked the hand over my mouth, but all Emmett did was chuckle silently.

'She will die;' Emmett vowed. 'You better send me that cash, Eddie-boy.'

'Very well,' Edward said.

'And it must be American dollars!' Emmett burst out suddenly. 'You can't use monopoly money again!'

I heard an exasperated sigh down the end of the telephone.

Emmett grinned smugly.

'Emmett, if you kill Bella,' he chocked a little on those words, 'I promise you that you shall wake up to the burning fires of the deepest pits of hell!' he spat angrily.

'Jasper,' Emmett said. 'Quick, turn of the connection and get the luggage in the car, their on to us, come on!'

'Will do,' Jasper called from where he sat.

'Come on, Bella.' Emmett called

I paused, wondering if I wanted to go with them, this morning's episode had left me shaken. The pause was a moment to long, and Emmett tore the blindfold off and tugged me to the door. We ran to reception, and thankfully it was Suzy not Brittany there. We paid cash.

'They'll be here soon,' Jasper said. 'A matter of hours. We need to get a head start. Let's go.'

We dove for the car and I was shoved into the back.

'We'll leave a false trail.' Emmett said as he slotted the keys in the ignition.

I shivered. It reminded me of when we were avoiding James.

Yes, it was a short, sucky chapter, but a better one is coming up. I promise.

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