I am a horrible, horrible person for taking eons to update. My plot, not my characters or book series.

Charlie~

The plan was set and now I was anxious and jittery to just get it over with. If there is anything I have learned since Bella moved back in with me is that no matter how much or how well you plan something can always go wrong. I'm not a pessimist I just don't want to count my chicks before the eggs hatch so to speak.

Seeing that their plane would be landing on time Bella and I made excuses to use the restrooms knowing Emmett and Kate would know we were preparing to sneak away now. We took off making like we were looking for the restrooms and not knowing whether or not if James was watching from somewhere we rushed into the crowded rooms and out the other doors. At a quick pace we took off and frantically looked around for a ride. Spotting a taxi we ran over and gave the driver the address of our destination telling him to hurry.

The drive was miserable not knowing if it would all work out and we'd see our loved ones again or if we'd die ruining our futures. By the time the cab pulled up outside of the building my palms were sweating profusely and I was lucky to open the door and let us out. I moved to the driver's window and paid him not paying attention to exactly how much I gave him. I only knew that there was a hefty tip along with the fare due the man.

We slowly made the walk to the doors, both scared for our lives and the welfare of our family. Opening the door I ushered Bella in and followed in after her. Walking down the halls we looked into each room finding them all dark and empty. At the end of the hall was the last and, according to Bella, the largest studio.

Standing there and staring at the door neither of us wanted to be the one to open the door to a nightmare because, surely that was all that awaited us inside of the room that Bella swears she was tortured in. I didn't work up the courage to open the door, I simply forced my fear to the side and ignored it long enough to reach forward twist the handle and let the door swing open wide enough for us to slip through.

Taking a deep breath I situated myself in front of Bella to block her from view of the room not sure if we'd find Renee in good shape o even alive. No matter their relationship I knew my daughter would never be able to cope with what that monster may have done to her biological mother. Hearing Renee's voice calling Bella's and mines name I stepped into the room only to see a television in the center playing a video with Renee. It must have been from the first summer when Renee refused to allow Bella to visit me in Forks anymore. All three of us had gone to California because Renee insisted she and HER daughter needed the sun and heat along with insisting that she had to be there to supervise. She had the nerve to claim I'd try and brainwash Bella into wanting to live with me. Bitch.

I looked around and spotted the asshole that started this whole thing. He was lounging against the wall opposite of us wearing the same clothes from the clearing. He smirked as I spotted him and pushed off the wall and began to saunter over to us slowly, taunting us before speeding over and stopping three feet away. Looking passed him I noticed crumbled concrete on the floo bellow a dent in the wall where he had been leaning. It reiterated the fact we already knew. All vampires are stronger than any human and can easily destroy whatever they touch. Asshole must have forgotten that we first met while hanging out with vampires.

Looking to Bella I could tell it had worked on her. Again with the theatrics from her mother; she obviously let it slip her mind exactly what our mates are and the war skills hers specifically retains from his war days; human and vampire alike. We'd obviously need to have a conversation about her realizing that there is a world outside of her mind and, that she is not alone. And most certainly not without protection from whatever perceived or real dangers there may be.

I looked back at him, hiding any worries about the plan running through my mind or the small bit of fear that something will go wrong. I refused to speak first and waited for him to begin explaining why he is doing all of this. He'd be letting a villains out there down if he didn't perform a time eating monolog to boast of his plans and why he is so victorious against all others.

"Welcome Charlie and Bella. I must admit that I am surprised by how quickly you arrived. I thought that you humans would have had more problems sneaking away from your guard vamps. Such a waste of venom to turn ones so pathetic of they let two weak human pets escape." Each time he spoke of humans he spat the words out as if they were shit.

"Why are you doing this? Our family has never harmed you or anyone else. You don't even know us." I was surprised to hear Bella speak out but, wish she hadn't as it brought his attention to her. I know he was aware of her the whole time but, at least before he wasn't looking at her.

"I second her question asshole. What's with the elaborate set up?" I asked to draw his attention back to me. I will admit that I was curious too.

Let me tell you a story older than you too. I had happened across a peculiar scent. One that drove me insane with a bloodlust I had never felt before. I couldn't resist. When I went to find and drain the source of the delicious, mind tingling scent.

When I traced it to a sanitarium though my efforts were thwarted; another vampire worked there as a doctor and had taken a liking to this tiny human. Turns out that she had a habit of visions so her family dumped her there, her luck was out though. I would have her no matter what I had to do. So I planned and plotted but, when I went to put my scheme into action the doctor had fled with the patient.

I caught up to them and found that he had started her transformation. In my anger of losing the sweetest blood to ever be found I ripped him apart and left her to wreak havoc on the local humans.

She still smells sweet to this day, even though her blood doesn't call to me, it would be impossible for Alice's blood to do so anymore though wouldn't it be Charlie. Tell me; is all of her a sweet smelling and tasting?" He finished the circles he'd been making around us and stopped right behind me lowering his voice to speak in my ear when he began to speak of the scent and ask after Alice.

The only thing that kept me from throwing an elbow at him was the voice in my head that sounded peculiarly like Alice's, telling me not to be so foolish. That didn't stop me from spitting at his boot covered feet when he stood in front of me to catch my reaction to his crude question though.