Hi guys! It's been a while, I know. Please don't hate me.

I finally finished school and I've been caught up into writing this story all over again. I'm not promising frequent day to day chapters but I have started writing like a maniac. It is almost time for the heist!

BPOV

It was finally almost time for the heist.

Esme had led Carlisle to believe that she was his partner for the heist and Edward was told that his partner would be joining him later on.

I called Esme earlier to have her pick up the outfits for everyone and she was on her way right now. When Esme came over to pick up the outfits, she stopped at the door.

"Bella dear, why does Carlisle think that I will be going as his partner for the heist?"

"Oh, that's simple. He can't know that you're going to be part of the heist operation."

"So, I will be leaving with him on the day of the heist?"

"Yep. It's up to you to use your spy skills to lose him at some point. Since you know the trap doors, it won't be so hard for you."

"All right Bella. Uh, I do have one question."

"Shoot."

"Why did you make it so that the invitations exploded darling? I mean, you caused havoc in my home."

"Oh, the explosions only came if the person asked about it. Otherwise, they just disappeared when no one would be looking."

"I would make you pay for the damages to my home but my children should have known better."

"Well, I'll make sure to never give them anything explosive ever again."

"Please. Have you got the videos?"

"Yes, I'm making copies and editing right now. Their expressions are hilarious Esme. I can't wait to show them."

"I'm looking forward to it. I'll see you on Wednesday Bella."

"See you in two days!" I yelled behind her. She giggled and turned back to me.

"I'll be waiting!" she hollered and set off into the woods. I was making myself some waffles when the phone rang.

"Pitufa's house of beauty, how may I help you?" I asked in a nasally voice.

"I'd like the house special. Dye, wash, cut and blow dry."

"What's up Moz?"

"Nothing much except the best news of all time!"

"Ooh, did you finally learn how to walk in heels?"

"Shut up, and yes, I did. No, the news is that I have found a new heist and I could only think of one person that can help me pull it off."

"Uh,Caffrey?"

"Very funny Bell. No, I mean you."

"Moz, I'm out of the con world remember?"

"Oh come on," he pleaded, "I can't do this without you! This is one of those jobs you love to do! The smell of old jewelry and paintings, the laser beams, the high tech security systems! It even has a vault." He sing-songed.

"Nope." I was sticking to one word answers because what I really wanted to ask was what kind of vault it was and what kind of security system it was.

"It's a high tech security vault, with an hourly changing password, a retinal scan, and a hallway with traps. There's also a laser that randomly shoots out from different points and a motion sensor on the floor. It's a hair trigger motion sensor so if an unlucky bug tries to fly in there, poof it goes."

"If I could see you, I'd kill you."

"Ha. I've been hearing some stuff about you, you know."

"Oh yeah, like what?"

"Oh nothing much besides how soft you've been getting. People don't tremble when they hear 'The Fox' anymore. They all say 'Ah, they've quit. Why should we be afraid?' and I can't say I blame them. You've been doing so much teenager stuff that I bet you've gotten rusty."

"You can't antagonize me into helping you out Moz. Nothing you say will work." I said smugly. I felt proud that I was able to get over Moz's taunting.

"Not even if I tell you what I'm heisting?"

"Not even then."

"I got two words for you Bells, Eight Elvises."

"Seriously Moz? You expect to steal a Warhol? That's so boring. "

"I knew that'd get your attention."

"The only thing that would make me consider your heist idea is if you said the words…"

"A Wooded Path in Autumn" we said simultaneously. I paused for a while to make sense of what happened.

"You didn't," I gasped.

"I did," sang Moz.

"Where? How? Where?" I yelled.

"Calm down Bells. I found it after extensive searching and I knew I had to let you in on it. I was just going to take something else, "

"And what would that be?"

"Oh, nothing to worry your pretty little head about."

"If you're holding out on more art, I'm gonna…"

"All right, all right! Geez. It's a vintage ruby brooch for Trina and an antique sword for me."

"Oh that sword that you've been eyeing ever since the Noodle Place?"

"Yep. So what do you say, you in?" Moz asked eagerly. I looked around at my house and paced for a while. I had been itching to go on a real heist for a while but I had set down roots. I couldn't just leave when I felt like anymore. But I was still my own person! If they really loved me, they would understand.

"Uh Bells?" Moz asked nervously.

"Yeah?"

"You're muttering again. Listen, if you really don't want to do it, it's OK. I understand. I shouldn't have guilted you into it. I'll just…"

"I'll do it," I interrupted his babbling.

"You will?"

"Yep. Tell me when and where."

"That's awesome Bella! I can't wait. I'll send you the information tomorrow. Bye!" he said excitedly.

"Goodbye," I told the dial tone. I hung the phone back up and sat down on my counter. I felt excited but guilty. What had I just done?

- Tuesday night!-

CPOV

"Thanks for the help on that emergency head wound ," a nurse yelled out as I walked by.

"No problem, just remember to check on him hourly," I intoned back to her. A door swung open and was about to hit me but I ducked out of the way in time. Thank goodness for fast vampire reflexes. The other person was not so lucky.

"AUGH!" screamed a feminine voice and a flurry of papers flew out of her hands. I knelt down and helped her gather the papers as a group of surgeons walked by uncaringly.

"Jerks," muttered the nurse from the floor as she stuffed papers back into the folder. I chuckled and handed the papers back to her.

"Surely not all doctors are insensitive clods." I asked her. She looked up startled and her cheeks flushed.

"No, I didn't mean all doctors! I mean, some, sure, but not all. With the exception of those who like others, but not in a romantic way, it's…. I'm sorry, I'm babbling aren't I?" She asked as she stood up and piled the folders back into her arms.

"Yes but it's quite alright. Here's the last of your papers, in the correct folders of course. You tell me if any of those jerks give you any problems and I'll straighten them out, deal?"

"Uh, sure. Thanks Doctor." The young nurse said in awe as she collected the folders from my hand.

Had she really been that bullied by doctors, I wondered. Yes, I decided, I had been around many hospitals and nurses were never appreciated as much as they should be.

"No problem. And please, call me Carlisle."

"All right Dr, Cul… I mean, Carlisle. Have a good night."

"You have a good night as well Amber. I'll see you in two days ladies," I said to the other nurses as I signed charts and gathered my coat.

I flashed a departing smile at the nurses at the station and a wave to the other doctors as I walked away.

"Good grief, he's a hunk," I heard one of the night nurses say as she flapped a piece of paper.

"And so nice," gushed the young nurse I had just helped.

"Too bad he's happily married," grumbled Gladys, the RN that was always flirting. I always remembered to treat her as nice as the others but she thinks my intentions mean other things. Good thing that Esme set her straight once.

I got into my car and unloosened my tie. I drove to my home, blasting Panic! At the Disco, courtesy of Edward. I don't know why I liked that one particular band so much, I just did. I strolled in to my home to find my home like it was before.

I was not going to admit to Esme that I had had a moment of panic much like my children and ruined something as well. Instead of it being a bathroom, a closet or part of a forest, it was much smaller.

Flashback!

I had finished hearing Bella's message when in a joking manner; I asked where the explosion was. When the screen popped up with that message, I slapped my forehead and got to work. I grabbed an armful of sweaters, dumped a safe holding a few documents and valuables in it, threw the sweaters in the safe and stuffed the bomb in the middle of it all.

I then proceeded to put it on the mattress and, for some convoluted reason, sit on it. The safe imploded and expanded from the inside and broke a few of the springs. It also managed to throw me in the air and I landed face first on the floor with a thump.

I then got to work dumping the ruined safe and ordered some matching sweaters online, telling Esme that they all needed to be dry-cleaned.

Flashback Over!

I jogged up to my room with all the new sweaters and looked for some home clothes. I had finished putting the new sweaters away when I noticed a black outfit and a tool belt lying on the bed. I picked up the note and read it.

Good luck, and have some fun with the new toys! It read. I picked up the outfit and examined each tool inside the belt.

Should I try them out? I thought. I shook my head and proceeded to put the toys away but I kept battling the thoughts to try them out.

"Go ahead and do it," I heard Edward say from his room.

Is it me that you're referring to? I questioned him.

"Yes, you Carlisle. Go on, have a good time."

But I'm a grown man and the father figure of this household. I can't go around acting like… Emmett! No, I have responsibilities and I am going to act like an adult. I thought at him.

"All right, but this is a once in a lifetime chance. Why not make the best of it?" he said slowly.

I'll think about it, thank you Edward.

"No problem at all Carlisle. Glad to help." He whispered as he passed by on his way downstairs.

I took a long look at the clothes and made a split second decision.

I dressed up in the outfit and did somersaults and rolls all over the room, playing with the grappling hook and the laser button. I also made a silly sign on the ceiling with my acid lip balm as I hung upside down with my antigravity shoes. I found that I had to concentrate a bit to keep myself on the ceiling, but I got the hang of it after a while.

The door swung open and I heard a startled gasp. I arched my head back and fell down when I saw it was Esme.

"CARLISLE! I expected this from the children but not from you! And what did you do to my ceiling!"

The rest of the family rushed in behind her before I got a chance to explain and looked around the room with wonder. I looked back at my furious wife with a sheepish expression when I saw several flashes. I turned to see Jasper and Edward holding their phones up.

"You're taking pictures?" I asked incredulously.

"This is a once in a lifetime opportunity." Edward said solemnly and he snapped another picture of my face.

"I'm not taking any pictures Papa Bear," Emmett said with a grin on his face.

"Thank you Emmett," I sighed, "I'm glad to know I can trust one of you with…"

"I'm taking video footage of this!" he interrupted and held up a wine red camcorder. I slapped my forehead and sighed angrily.

"Clean it up. Now." Esme growled and stalked out of the room, parting the children in her wake. The others looked after her for a while and then turned their heads back to me, expectantly.

"So," I said awkwardly, "Anyone ready for tomorrow's heist?"

"Shoosh yeah! But none more excited than you apparently," said Jasper as he pointed to my various works of attempted art.

"CC+EC? Classy Carlisle. I don't know how Esme will react to that when she finds out about us." Emmett grinned over my way.

"Shut up Emmett." Edward said.

"Thanks son."

"He's obviously talking about me, aren't you Carly-poo" Edward winked at me. The girls burst into laughter as Emmett got a dignified look on his face.

"Nuh uh! Tell him what those initials really mean Carlisle!"

"It means there's too many damn 'E' names in this house," I muttered.

"All right, let's leave Carlisle to his grade school redecorating," Alice chuckled as she herded the others out of my room. I gave her a grateful look and sank down on my bed. As I looked around at my handiwork, I only had one thought.

"What was I thinking?"

I realized too late that it was aloud and I heard muffled laughter from everyone in the house, including my annoyed wife.

Here's Carlisle, just as someone asked me to do! I liked doing his POV. It was kinda calming in a way. Anyway, stay tuned for the next chapter!