A/N: Sorry the last chapter was cut short. I had to get something out to you guys, otherwise I felt so bad. Bear with me, please... very busy : )

For those that have asked (and thanks for your concern) the move was... horrendous. I got by, and am I still doing that. School is a drag, New Zealand is... beautiful, but not my home.

I'll stop rambling.


Emmett's POV

I hadn't planned on travelling to Canada and catching Bella, but I just couldn't help myself. That Lucas guy had hurt both of them, and I was going to get them back together.

I had to, for little Bella. And for Edward, too, of course.

"Rosalie, I'm going." I grunted, packing a bag. She was telling me that Edward wouldn't want me to, and that she knew best, because she was his brother, yadda yadda. Like that was going to stop me.

"Emmett, Edward will be so pissed." She spat at me, and I grabbed my bag and bounded past her. She followed me out the door, and I turned to her, and she ran into me. I kissed her quickly, and flew down the stairs of the Cullen house.

Edward was sitting on the couch, his head in his hands. I thought I saw his shoulders shaking, but it was probably just my imagination.

"I am going to murder that little son of a bitch," Jasper growled, pacing the room. He had been saying this for the past few days, while Alice comforted Edward. None of us seemed to ease his pain, but we could try, right?

"How could she think that? I had no idea my best friend was so stupid!" Alice was complaining, her head buried into Edward's shoulder in frustration.

"She just believes someone who she thought was her friend," Jasper was shaking his head, staring out the window. Carlisle and Esme had gone out for dinner, and I think it was around eight. I didn't care what time it was, and put together, we had enough cash to buy one ticket.

"That's the stupid part! And how could she believe Edward... my brother, didn't love her! He is so infatuated with her it's almost creepy!" Rose suddenly exploded, walking across the room, and back and forth just like Jasper.

"Emmett, she has made her decision. Let her be," Edward whispered, his voice crackling. I stared at him, my brow furrowed, as he looked like he was getting burnt alive.

"Edward, I can't. I'm doing this for her, and for you." I said, and turned on them all. I ran out the door, and into my car.

Jasper's POV

"I am going to rip apart that scrawny, little son—" I spat, the anger bubbling inside me.

I just felt so pissed off that Lucas would hurt Bella like that! What kind of fiend would hurt Jasper Swan's sister that way? My God, he has nerve.

"Keep yourself civilised, Jaz," Alice grumbled, hugging Edward around the shoulders. Edward was in a stoop over his lap, rubbing his face. I could tell he has never been in so much pain. Not even when we were eight and Rosalie stole his favourite toy truck.

"I'm just so... pissed off! You know what, I'm going to go to his house right now and—" I muttered, and turned for the door.

"I'm coming with you." Rosalie mumbled, and walked out after me. The door slammed before Alice or Edward had time to object.

We took Rosalie's car—It was faster than mine after she tweaked it. I was gripping the seat so hard I thought I was going to tear off the seat covers.

"Ease up, Jaz." Rose frowned at me, staring at my hands. I loosened up, and crossed my arms.

"Sorry, I am just so mad! Lucas broke up Edward and my sister... because why?" I growled, my teeth crunching together, trying to control myself from exploding at Rosalie for no apparent reason.

"We're about to find out. Lucky I remembered the address. Lucky Bella even told me." Rosalie scoffed, her blonde hair glowing and blowing out behind her as the car sped towards town.

We pulled up outside a familiar house—we had all been here before, when we all came to pick up Bella from his house one afternoon. None of us wanted her to go; especially Edward, but she insisted she wanted to.

I sighed angrily, and nearly took the door off getting out of the car. Rosalie glared at me, but I shrugged, and stomped my way up the porch steps and to this coward's door.

Rose knocked, and put her hands on her hips. I folded my arms, trying to control my anger as I saw the outline of a figure walking towards the door. The door swung open, and the lying-sonofobitch appeared.

"Oh, um, hey guys," He muttered, looking away. He seemed nervous.

He should be.

"Can you please explain why you told my little sister her boyfriend didn't love her?" I spat, interrupting Rosalie. I had to say something, or this was going to turn into a fight.

"I—I didn't, Jasper." He muttered, smiling slightly. Before I had time to control my hand, it flew to his collar, and I grabbed a fistful. I pulled him upwards, my nostrils flaring. Rosalie had a hand on my shoulder.

"Yes you did, so don't tell me you didn't. Now Bella has run off to Canada, and Edward is depressed. I hope you're happy!" I growled and at him, throwing his backwards. He landed on his feet, and nearly fell over.

"Why would you do this to her?" Rosalie exploded, throwing her hands up in the air in fury. Lucas' eyes widened as he looked over her, and smiled.

"You pervert," I spat. He glared at me.

"Well why'd you do it?" Rosalie growled, clearly not noticing Lucas' interest in her.

"Why would I tell you people? You hate me." He shouted, pushing me back. I pushed him, and soon, we were yelling at each other. Rosalie grabbed my shoulders, and yanked me back. She was unusually strong for a girl.

I am so sexist!

Back to the point.

"You have that right, you maggot!" I yelled at him. He beared his teeth at me, and Rosalie placed a hand on both of our chests. I could see she was fuming, to, and though I saw her hand twitch. "Now tell us why!"

"You really wanna know?" He yelled. "Edward isn't right for her. No one is. I am the only one who deserves her!" He spat at me, and I watched the horror and shock flash across Rosalie's face. She glanced at me, her mouth gaping open.

"Edward is the only person for her unless either of them decided otherwise." I said, through my teeth. I stepped closer to him, and towered over his head. "Who gives you that right to interfere?"

"Me. Because I love her, and she is the one for me. Bella Swan is mine." He spat, coming closer as well. I felt his spit on my face, and wiped it off to let him know. He continued to glower at me.

"You do not have the right to say whether Bella is yours. She decides that, and she loves Edward. She will never, ever pick you."

His face flashed pain, anger and sadness, and he slammed the door in my face. I stepped back, and Rosalie and I turned to each other.

"That was surprisingly short. Do you think we got our message across?" Rose asked, her voice coming out soft, and somehow sympathetic. I stared at her, as we walked to the car.

I smiled slightly. "I think we did."

We got into the car, and Rosalie sped off towards the Cullen house so we could tell Alice and Edward about Lucas. I turned to her, my eyes narrowed. My hair blew around my face, and I pushed it out the way. "Do you know how much I hate that boy?"

"I know," She rolled her eyes, twisting her hands around the steering wheel. Forks flew by us, and I had never realised how fast Rosalie drove. "You made that clear. Remind me not to get on your bad side. Or Bella's."

"Mmm... you don't think I was too harsh?" I asked her, realised I sounded unusually feminine. Huh.

"Um... no, you were just protecting your little sister. Even though, we have learnt, Bella can definitely take care of herself." We both laughed, as I imagined the time when Edward lied to Bella during a game of hide and seek when we were seven. She wouldn't talk to him for two days. "But really, Lucas deserved that."

"Why do so many guys have to love her? Edward, I mean, we all saw that coming. But then there's Mike and Eric and Lucas and Tyler... what is with these boys? I'm not saying Bella isn't pretty." I complained, turning back to the road. This little talk with Rosalie seemed kinda girly.

"She's got a great personality, to, you know. It's not all about looks. As much as all guys seem to think that." She rolled her eyes again, as I saw the Cullen house getting closer.

I shrugged. "I didn't pick Alice for her looks."

Rosalie's mouth dropped, and she squealed. She threw the door open to the car as soon as it had stopped, screaming, "Alice! Alice!"

I got out, confused. What had I said?

Rosalie ran off ahead of me, and I walked in after her. The rain came down around us, and I was close to getting drenched. I walked through the open door, where Edward was standing. His face seemed to reflect some aspect of hope—but the heart broken man still existed in his eyes.

Man, he really loved her. I sighed.

"What happened?" He asked me, his voice flat and emotionless. Just like it had been since Bella left.

"Rosalie yelled, I yelled. He did it because he loves Bella," I shrugged, walking past him and collapsing onto the couch. He sat next to me, and I could see the jealousy in his eyes, the heart broken only a faint barrier.

"I wish I could ring his scrawny little—" Edward growled, balling his fists together. I watched him fume, and put a hand on his shoulder. He seemed to calm down some.

"I know. Well, he slammed the door in our faces after only about two minutes of conversation." I continued, shrugging again. He seemed to laugh. "What?"

"I would slam the door on you and my sister as well. You two are ferocious." He laughed, but it didn't seem right. It sounded all wrong.

"Edward, he told Bella you were going to break up with her. I'm guessing she broke up with you first, because... well, I don't know. But she does love you." I said softly, watching his face flash from emotionless to emotion full.

"Really? Are you sure?" He gasped, turning around to face me. I nodded. He smiled, looking down at the floor. "Aah, Bella."

"That's a little creep—"

"JASPER CULLEN!" Alice's little screeching voice sounded from the top of the stairs, and I turned to her, storming across the room like a bull out of hell.

"Yes, Ali?" I asked her, confused by her mood.

"DID YOU TELL ROSALIE THAT YOU DIDN'T PICK ME FOR MY LOOKS?!" She shrieked, and I watched Rosalie descend down the stair case. She was grinning.

"Alice, I didn't mean it like that, what I meant was—" I began, but was soon cut off.

"Excuse me," Rose pointed at me, standing next to Alice. They both had their arms crossed. "You specifically said 'I didn't pick Alice for her looks.'"

"Ooh, you're in trouble." Edward whispered.

I turned to glare at him. "Just because Bella loves you doesn't mean you can tease me."

He grinned.

"I didn't mean it like that. I meant, even if Alice had ten eyes, I would still love her. Of course I think she's beautiful." I rolled my eyes, as Alice's face morphed from horror to a smile. She ran to me, and sat on my lap. I leaned in to kiss her.

"Thanks hon," She smiled, pressing her lips to mine. Rosalie smiled at me teasingly, and sat down beside us.

"Would Emmett be there yet?" Edward suddenly groaned, and we all frowned at him.

"Desperate already. Goddamn it." Rosalie shook her head, looking down.

"You can't blame him for wanting to make out with his girlfriend." Alice shrugged, and I cringe. Imagining little Bella that way freaked me out.

"True."

We all laughed. The atmosphere around us has lightened, somehow. But still, the wait for Emmett to get to Canada was a long, long time. You could see Edward's eyes darting around the room, twiddling his thumbs and bouncing in his seat.

"He should be there in an hour." Rosalie said, after awhile of waiting. Edward sighed, and leaned back in his chair.

"What is she really doesn't love me?"

"EDWARD!"

"HOW MANY TIMES DO WE HAVE TO TELL YOU! SHE LOVES YOU SHE WANTS TO BE WITH YOU SHE WANTS TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU." Rosalie blurted out, then gasped, and cupped her hand over her mouth. I turned to stare at her, while Edward seemed to gasp as well. Alice was grinning.

"What?" Edward breathed. A smug smile spread onto his face, and I cringed.

"That wasn't meant to come out. But I had to come up with something so you would believe us." Rosalie shrugged, leaning back against her chair. I shivered, but clutched to Alice and kissed her cheek. She grinned, and planted a kiss onto my lips.

"I think I believe you know." Edward smiled, folding his arms over his chest. I couldn't get the disgusting image out of my head, my sister, and Edward... just seeing them kiss was bad enough.

"Oh my gosh." I gagged.

"What is it?"

"Nothing, Alice." I gulped, looking away. Suddenly, Rosalie's phone vibrated, and she whipped it out.

"Hello?"

We all listened, and heard the ramblings of Emmett of the phone. His loud, booming voice was easy to make out, and you always had to hold the phone an arm's length away.

"How long will it take you to get to their lodge?" Rosalie asked, her eyes flicking to either of us. I heard murmurings, and I let out a deep sigh. Edward was on the edge of his seat, listening. "Well... call us when you get there?"

I heard words like 'I love you', 'she'll miss him', and 'come back soon.' I watched the smile creep across Rosalie's face, and she made kissing noises into the phone. Edward cringed, but she hung up the phone.

"It's only going to take a half hour." Rosalie said, sighing as she looked at the floor. "He says he can't wait to see little Bella-Bean again."

"Aww," Alice cooed. "He's so cute."

It didn't take long for half an hour to pass—and before we knew it, Emmett was calling again. He said he was sitting outside their lodge, waiting for Bella to pack.

She was coming home.

The expression on Edward's face was priceless.

But Emmett's expression on Bella wasn't.

He had said she looked paler than usual, and her eyes didn't have the same happy glow as they did before. Her mouth was in a frown from the moment he saw her—but it had changed since he explained the whole story. She still seemed dead inside—and apparently, much to Edward's disappointment, Jacob was making her happier. Huh.

I could tell he was jealous—and knew Emmett would be teasing him later. But all the jealousy seemed faint, when he knew that she loved him, and she never really stopped.

"They're coming back." Rosalie confirmed, after the next call. She was smiling, as Edward looked like he was going to break out into a happy dance. He grinned the widest grin I have ever seen him grin, and it made me happy.

Now my phone was ringing, and I pulled it out. "Jasper?"

"Bella!" I gasped, clutching the phone. Alice wrapped her arms around my neck to listen. Edward's head turned to watch me, his eyes glistening.

"Hey, Jaz." I could hear the smile in her voice. "How are things?"

"They're good... now."

I heard her take in an icy breath, and she sighed. "Sorry."

"It's not your fault. It's the son of a b—sorry, that guy, what's his name?" I purposely forget his name, feeling disgusted.

"Lucas. But I still feel bad. How is... he?" She asked, her voice soft and timid. I looked over at Edward, and he seemed to grin that she was asking about him.

"He is grinning at me. He has missed you."

She gasped, and I heard Emmett's booming laugh in the background. "That's... tell him... I missed him, to."

"She says she missed you." I looked up at Edward, and his eyes twinkled with desire and happiness. "Any way, where are you guys?"

"Just at the airport. We are getting the first flight back to America." I could hear the grin in her voice again, and smiled. "I miss you, Jazzy."

"I missed you to, Bells, we all did." I breathed, as Alice and Rosalie were nodding. Edward was still smiling. "I should let you go. See you soon, okay? Tell Emmett he's done well."

She laughed. "I will. See ya."

I hung up the phone, and stuffed it back into my pocket. The room was filled with happiness, everyone seeming buzzed and jazzed.

The atmosphere has changed so fast in the past hour. All because of my sister.


A/N: Good? Bad?

Oh, and you may have read my stories, about Esme. Esme's worry, Esme's take on Breaking Dawn... well I'm going to redo them. I wrote them years ago, and I am more experienced. So I going to write them again, but better.

So stay tuned, and look out for them!

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