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A/N: Hi everyone, I asked a close friend of mine to write this chapter for me a couple of weeks ago and she did so, ASAP. I, however, dropped the ball as I was still feeling so ill that even posting it was something I didn't have the energy to do. And for that I am sorry. There will be two more chapters after this one before the sequel takes over. After all, the new Carlisle will certainly not be paying anymore, now will he?

There will be a note from Annabelle following this chapter. Please leave her some love...she did a great job. I am feeling better now and will be trying to finish out this part of CPWBP before the end of the year.

Carlisle Pays While Bella Preys

Chapter 21

Bella's Escape

Emmett's POV

For the most part after Carlisle laid down the law Rose had kept to herself. She did not talk to me or look at me. I was not surprised by her actions; it was not in her nature to be compliant to someone else. If she felt that she was being wronged then she would let everyone know about it. Only she was not being allowed to talk to anyone who would listen. Carlisle had thought it best if the women were separated for awhile, as a result neither Rose nor I had seen Alice or Esme in days.

I was tired of her sullenness. So when the sun rose I started to dress in slightly warmer clothing. Rosalie paid no attention to me; she just kept reading the book that she had. I pulled on my boots and started for the door. Then I stopped but did not turn around.

"I'm going hunting," I said, not too loudly. "I'll be back later."

I sensed rather than heard her come up behind me and I turned around to face her. Her golden eyes were intense with anger and she had her hand raised.

"Really, think about where you want to put that hand Rosalie," I hissed at her. I stretched to my full height and looked down at her. "If it comes near me you will get it back three fold." Rosalie did not move. "And it will be from me. I would rather not have to hurt you, especially since I haven't been hunting for awhile, but I will, if only not to anger our father."

"He is not my father." Rosalie hissed back at me but dropped her hand.

I raised my hand and slapped her hard across her face. "You will show him more respect, especially while I'm gone."

Rosalie was so shocked that all she did was raise her hand to her stinging check.

"Don't leave this room until I return," I told her. Then I opened the door and slipped through it.

When I got to the stairs Edward was standing at the foot of them. He gave me a smug looking grin. "Going somewhere, bro?"

"Hunting," I replied and tried to step around him. Edward moved forward again to stand in my way. A growl escaped my lips.

"Edward," Carlisle's voice called to us from another room. It had a warning tone to it. "Let him go. I need you to keep an eye on your sister while he is gone. Make sure she does as her husband told her to."

Edward snarled at me but stepped aside.

"When will you be back, son?" Carlisle asked coming into the front hall.

'Tomorrow, before sunrise', I thought and looked at Edward. He nodded and walked over to Carlisle and whispered to him.

"We will see you then," Carlisle nodded at me.

I walked out the front door and started to run. I kept running for hours and did not stop, not until I reached the California border. Then I felt that I was finally able to breathe again, in a way that I had not been able to for weeks. I kept running for another hour into the Klamath Mountains. As I reached the base of the mountain range I felt my brain start to unwind from the tightly woven mass that I had carefully constructed around my thoughts.

As my first memories started to come back to me I stopped running and concentrated on the atmosphere. I wanted to be sure that I was out of Edward's range and that I had not been followed. I closed my eyes as the images started to become clearer in my mind.

Bella, my little sister, Bella. I did not see what the others did. To me she looked the same as she always had. Her face had lost some of its roundness but she was still my little sister, not the vicious woman that Rosalie and the other women talked of. Nor was she the sexy domineering women that Jasper and Carlisle spoke of. She was scared but determined and just as small as ever.

"Don't look at me like that," she spat at me from the corner of the room we had put her in. She was angry. She actually looked more like an angry little girl with the hair cut Alice had given her. The makeup did its job and made her look even more ridiculous.

"I'm so sorry Bella," I told her, letting all the sadness that I felt pour into my tone.

"My name is Isabella," she snarled back. Then she turned her head away from me. "And I hardly believe that you are sorry. You are probably enjoying this as much as the others. Just waiting on the second my child comes into this world so you can make your shallow, vapid wife happy again. So she can have the one thing that you'll never be able to give her, a baby."

"Bella," she was making me angry but I was more hurt that she could think that I would do such a thing to her.

She struggled against her chains but then gave up. She looked me in the eyes. Her eyes were the same as I remembered but they were burning with hatred. "My name is Isabella," she said the words slowly letting each syllable fill with the anger she was feeling. There was something about her that told me that she would have slapped me if she thought that she would not break her hand in the process. "Bella died, a long time ago. You all killed her, and you would do well to remember that."

As this memory faded I started to check the scent of some elk. Not as good as a grizzly bear but it was a nice start to a meal. I headed in the direction of the smell and another memory floated to the top of my brain. It had been the next day, up until that moment Bella had said nothing else to me.

I had brought water to Bella. I wanted to bring more, try to find her some food at least, but even though we had a few essentials in case of a human visitor there was no way that Alice would have let me anywhere near the refrigerator.

As I held the glass of water to her lips she sniffed it. "I'm assuming that there isn't poison in here since none of you would want to jeopardize your chance at having my baby," she stated as her tongue finally tasted the cold water.

I was shocked and hurt that she would think I would ever do anything to hurt her. "It's just water Bella. I know that you must be hungry too, but I can't risk getting you any food."

"Too much of a coward for that, huh?" She swallowed the water slowly.

Again she had angered me but I could not bring myself to even show her that I was mad at her. She was like a wounded animal backed up into a corner, lashing out at everything in order to protect herself. "Bells," I wanted to reason with her. She just glared at me and finished the water.

I was now getting closer to the elk. I still could tell there was a small herd ahead. If I was lucky and not reckless I could probably take at least half the herd down before the others noticed. I was always reckless though, not stupid, just reckless.

It was so odd when it happened. I cannot imagine that Bella would have done it on purpose, not from what I understood of how everything worked. I heard her talking. At first I thought she was talking to herself. Then I noticed there were pauses in her speech, as if she was waiting for someone to answer.

"Maybe," she whispered. "I'm not sure." There were a few beats before she spoke again. "No, I trust her. She has never been wrong before." Another pause. "How did you…" A few more moments of silence. "Of course I knew, I just, well when it didn't happen right away I thought…" It was if she was being interrupted but then she started up again. "I know now. She couldn't have foreseen this. Don't blame yourself. It was a split second decision on my part."

I thought for a few moments about what was going on. How come none of the others heard what was going on? Sure Bella was whispering but I was concentrating on what she was saying, Edward must be able to read my thoughts. I knew this new development would peak his interest no matter what, and he would come to see what was going on. He did not come though. Finally, I made up my mind to go downstairs to see what was going on for myself. A decision that I thought would trigger Alice to come flying downstairs to stop me but she did not. I reached the bottom of the stairs and was standing quietly in Bella's prison with not one of my family members interfering with me.

"He's not," Bella kept speaking; there was a hint of fear and sadness in her voice. "He's not mad is he?"

"Of course I'm not mad," I responded rushing over to her at vampire speed. Bella pulled back.

"I wasn't," she was shocked and then she looked to her right and back at me. "You can hear me?"

"I know you were whispering." I was confused by what she was asking. "I am still a vampire though."

Bella looked at me and then to her right again. "I guess she was right," she said to the air. "You might as well stop now."

Since I did not blink it made it impossible to miss but to Bella's right a small hunched over figure appeared. It was a young woman and she was sitting on the ground across from Bella. She looked slightly haggard but also very wary. "I don't like this," she said in a non-descript tone. She was very ordinary looking; there was nothing about her that stood out. "It does not seem right."

"All the same," Bella said. "We might need his help." She looked at me. "Emmett, this is… "

"No names!" the woman screeched. "It's bad enough that he can see me."

Bella rolled her eyes. "Fine, this is a friend of mine, she works for me."

"You give too much away Isabella," the woman hissed at her. "Have you learned nothing?"

"I've learned to trust his judgment and what Margie sees. If she says to do things this way we will. There is no way that we can possibly…"

"Enough," the young woman interrupted her. "Clearly your judgment is being compromised by your hormones." Then she turned to look at me. "Do you care about Isabella, at all?"

"Of course I do," I was taken aback by her audacity.

"Don't shout," she said with a frown. "The others may hear you."

"How…?" I looked at the woman; she shook her head stopping my question. "You aren't going to answer any of my questions are you?"

"No," she said simply. "First of all there is no time. Secondly, I don't trust you. I just need to know from you when they are planning to kill Isabella."

"After the baby is born," I replied honestly. "Well, after Carlisle's change is complete." I paused when I heard Bella gasp. I looked at her but she was holding her belly and looking at the ground. "They will both be happening around the same time." I looked back at the woman. "You'll need to get her out of her as soon as possible."

The woman shook her head. "That's not the plan. Not that I'd tell you what the plan was but it is definitely not that. Now I need you to listen very carefully to me, vampire. You are not to think about this little meeting of ours at all. The only thing you are allowed to think about is how bad you feel for what is about to happen to her. That will keep that mind reader of yours busy and the empath as well. Make it so that they can't stand to be around you." She looked at Isabella and then back at me. "You have two days. That's all." Then she vanished.

I looked at Bella. "What's going on? Why didn't she just take you? You could be safe by now."

"It's not the plan," Bella replied and slumped back into her corner. She closed her eyes. "If you really do still care Emmett you'll do what she says."

The elk were in front of me now. There were several young bucks in the herd. It was before mating season so they had not broken off to find their own mates yet. They were working with each other to become stronger fighters. An odd aspect in the animal world, to work with your enemy so that you can get to your goal. Something that we sometimes mirror in our own world.

For two days I did as the unknown women had asked. I thought of nothing else but my sorrow for what we were going to do to Bella. I never thought about why I listened to the woman. Even now I still did not question my actions. I did feel great remorse for ending her young life, ripping her child from her womb. It was clear to me that we had already done so much damage to her. We had ended her life when we left. Now we were going to end it again.

Edward and Jasper both avoided me like the plague. The women were not interested in me because of how remorseful I had become. Rosalie stopped visiting me, saying she could not have sex with me when I was being so ridiculous about Bella. She even slapped me a few times to try to get a rise out of me. It did not work.

Finally the day before Carlisle awoke the woman appeared in front of me.

"How did you do that?" I asked her.

She shook her head, "Not here. Come on, we don't have much time."

Then she headed down to Bella's room and I followed her. She had a small knapsack with her and when she got down to the last step she took it off her back. Bella was sleeping and did not wake. The woman positioned herself next to Bella.

"She's so weak now," she said accusingly to me. "Haven't you been able to get her any food?"

"Some, but I had to be careful. The others would notice," I tried to defend myself. "I've been giving her water too."

"She needs more than water and some food," the woman unzipped the knapsack and took out a small case with a zipper. "She is carrying a hybrid child. Her body won't be able to sustain her after the baby is born." Then she removed a vile and a syringe from the case.

"What are you doing?" I rushed over to stop her. I grabbed her hand.

"I'm trying to save her," the woman replied. "This is a mixture that will help give her body enough energy to move after the baby is born."

"If you think she is so weak then why not just move her now," I protested. "Why wait until after the baby is born?"

"Well, there is the small matter of the chains that she has on." The woman waved her hands at the cuffs on Bella's wrists.

I started to think about what I was going to do, and then, I just did it. I did not want Alice to see so I tossed the key to the woman. "There, you can unlock her and go. You have to hurry before they get down here though."

"That's not the way it is suppose to happen," she replied to me with certainty. She used the key and quickly unlocked the cuffs and freed Bella from them. She arranged Bella carefully so she was in a more comfortable upright position. Then she sighed. "Look, earlier you asked me how I could do what I did." I nodded and she continued. "It's just something that I can do. I'm not really sure how it works other than it takes a lot out of me when I do it. That's why I had to wait so long to come here. I was working somewhere else when I found out what had happened to Isabella." She paused. "You won't be able to think about this, ever. Because if you do it will just look like you are having a conversation with yourself. A one sided conversation with yourself."

"What do you mean?" I asked. The pieces started to fall into place though. This woman was very special. "You can hide yourself physically as well as in memories?"

"It's a neat little trick right?" She smiled at me. "Makes me really special because mind readers and seers, well they can never find me. That's why I had to be sure that Isabella was asleep when I told you." She tilted her head at me. "Haven't you wondered why your family hasn't come barging down here to stop you, even after you gave me the key to unlock her?"

"People can't hear you, can't hear when others are talking to you; they can't see you, in person or in the future. You leave no smell?" I took a bigger sniff. It was like there was still just air next to Bella. It was very unnerving. If I did not see the woman with my own eyes I would have never known that she was there.

"Saves a lot on shampoo and soap," she smiled at me. Then just as quickly the smile left her face. "I need to be certain that you want to help her."

"Of course," I tried to convey my concern for Bella as much as I possibly could to this woman.

She frowned. Then she handed a vile to me. "Uncap it," she said to me. "I need you to add some of your venom to it. It will help her body heal faster."

"It will change her," I protested not taking the vile.

"No, it won't," she replied with a slight irritation in her tone. "I would never give her something that would hurt her like that. When your venom is added to this formula only the healing properties will remain intact, the rest will be burned off by the other ingredients." She smiled ruefully, "It's a little something that our scientists cooked up when we first started working with your kind. You didn't think we would be able to just simply neutralize you…did you?"

I took the vile from her and took the top off. "Of course not," the sarcasm was heavy in my voice. "That would be silly of me, now wouldn't it?"

"Very much so," she extended her hand for the vile. I reapplied the top and gave it back to her. She shook the vile gently and it started to turn colors.

Surprisingly Bella was staying asleep through our whole exchange. I wondered if this woman had something to do with that but decided not to ask. "You are going to save her, aren't you?"

"That's the goal," the woman replied, just as vague as ever. "Now, tell me, when will this house be the most chaotic?"

"When Carlisle awakens," I told her with confidence. "Alice has seen Jasper having to leave the house because of it and the baby being born at the same time. She's kind of mad at him for it. The others though, well, they are staying with Carlisle because of all the blood from the birth of the baby. That and the women are hoping that Bella will die in childbirth. Or that Carlisle will kill her when he smells all the blood."

"Huh," the woman mused. "I think Isabella would have some respect for that plan." She then loaded up the syringe and injected it quickly into Bella's arm.

"Shit!" Bella cursed as she woke up instantly. "What the hell!"

"Relax," the woman soothed her. "It's just a little something so that we can be sure that you'll be strong enough to move after the baby is born."

Bella sighed and then slumped back into the wall. "Are you going to leave again?" She asked the woman.

"No," the woman sat crossed legged on the floor. "I'm going to stay with you now."

"Does he know?" Bella asked.

"I've told him and he has agreed."

Bella looked at me. "Thank you Emmett." She looked like she wanted to say something else but she did not.

I went over to her at vampire speed and pulled her up into my arms for a quick hug. I whispered in her ear, "I love you so much Bella. I just want you to be happy again. I could never take you away from your baby. Not after everything else you have lost." I heard Bella choke back a sob and I put her back down on her feet.

She looked at me with sad eyes. I did not realize it then but looking back on it now I completely understand. Bella knew, even before that moment she knew. She probably knew days before her visitor let me in on their secret that the only two people would be leaving the Cullen house; that after her daughter was born she would never see her again.

As I took down the elk I wondered if Bella even got to hold her little girl. If she got to see how beautiful little Marisa was or see her amazing eyes. Was it Bella who wrapped the baby in the comforter so haphazardly? Did she have to rush because the woman was anxious to get them both out of the house? And how was she able to get them out? Was this young woman able to mask more than just herself?

"You know," a strangely familiar yet indistinctive voice called to me. "For someone who is as brawny as you are you think entirely too much." She jumped down from the tree that she had been in and landed a few feet away from me. "I could have put the drop on you ages ago and you wouldn't have even noticed till it was too late."

"That of course would have nothing to do with the fact that you can completely conceal yourself from anyone, even a vampire," I replied.

She laughed, which did not really sound like a laugh coming from her. The sound was barely distinguishable from any others that came out of her mouth. "Of course not."

"How is she?" I asked. I knew that I would not be able to keep this woman for long. I was actually surprised to see her again.

The young woman shook her head. "I've only come to tell you that. I won't tell you anything else. You can't come after her, can't try to find her. She, she isn't strong enough for that. She's had to give up so much in such a short period of time."

"You care about her a lot don't you?" I asked. I wanted to be sure that Bella was with people who cared about her. That loved and saw her the way that I did.

"She saved my life," the young woman responded simply. Then she folded her arms in front of her body. "She is alive. She will heal but it will take time. That is all I will tell you."

"Can I see her?" I pleaded.

The young woman glared at me. "No. And this will be the last time you see me. Don't try to track me to find her either. Not that you could."

"Not that I could," I replied sadly. It was true. Even now I could not even find a single scent on the woman that could be traced.

"The only thing that you need to do now is to keep that curly head of yours locked up tight," she locked eyes with me. They were fierce yet colorless and mundane. Not something that anyone would remember. "In fact, the less you think about her the better, for everyone."

I nodded, "I've been doing my best to do so. I don't want my father to know that I had any hand in her disappearance."

"Good, keep it that way." She turned to leave.

"Wait," I called out to her and she stopped. "Don't you want to know about him? About how he has been looking for her? About how much he wants her back? He loves her."

"No," she shook her head. "He doesn't." With that she disappeared.

I punched a tree near me and it shattered and split in two. How could she be so certain of herself? There was no way that she knew what was right for Bella. She was acting just as Edward did, protecting Bella from everything. This angered me because no one had any right to keep Bella from her child, or the man that loved her. There was only one thing left that I could do to fix this whole situation. It was the one thing that I was dreading to do because I was pretty certain that afterwards my afterlife would be over. I was going to have to tell Carlisle everything that happened the night that Marisa was born.

Hi everyone! I'm Annabelle, a friend of Diane's. I'm really fortunate because Diane asked me to help her out and write this chapter of Carlisle Pays for her. I am still really nervous about it because I know many of you love this story as much as I do and I didn't want to do anything to screw it up. I did my best to emulate Diane's style and I hope that you really enjoy it. I've not written Twilight fiction before but I have dabbled in other fan fiction so if you would like to see my credentials you can check out my FFnet profile: www(dot)fanfiction(dot)net/u/96052/Annabelle_Crane

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