Author Note: A brief look into the alternate point of view - this will be elaborated on later. I promise :)

Bonus – Fury

Fury – white hot fury is was fueled the Texan as he willed his body to go faster, it had been almost a half hour since Bella had jumped ship at the airport. And an hour since Lettie had been missing.

When he returned to the hotel room and realized Lettie hadn't returned. Panic started to eat him. Alice did a sweep of the bathroom on the bottom floor of the hotel and confirmed what he had dread, the nomad scent was in the bathroom. Lettie had been taken.

A frantic call to Carlisle - resulted in Edward answering the phone and the decision was to wait for the rest of the coven, a result that did not sit well with Jasper. Alice hadn't seen any changes from the nomad, it still resulted in the ballet studio and Bella's mom house.

Bella managed to get the runaround on both Jasper and Alice in the confusion surrounding Phoenix National Airport. Not even twenty minutes before the coven's plane was set to arrive. Once they did arrive, absolute hell ensued.

Apparently the bronze haired Cullen had failed to inform the coven leader that Lettie was missing, and the surrounding scent was that of the nomads. Were they not in public – Masen - would be in pieces. Alice trying to calm the situation down - as Emmett and himself had very much wanted to tear the boy limb from limb - advised there was a change in the vision and that's when they set off.

Much to the Major's displeasure, Masen was the quickest in the coven, so as they ran towards the ballet studio he had pulled ahead. Growling lowly he pushed himself hard to keep up, though he wasn't the fastest he was faster than the others who were trailing behind him. As they got closer and closer to the ballet studio, he could hear shattering glass and the smell of blood hit him like a freight-train. But under the blood, he caught a familiar scent.

"Not going anywhere princess,"

He heard Lettie crying and that was all he needed to push harder. He followed Masen through the opening he had created and felt a chill run down his spine at the sight of Lettie sprawled on floor, surrounded by glass. Blood, cut and bruises littered her body, her breathing was shallow and her body twitched in pain. White hot fury enveloped him in a rage like he hadn't felt since the Blood Wars down in Mexico. He ignored the other member of his coven arrive behind him as he stalked towards the sadistic nomad. Enjoyment, teasing, and even pleasure was wrapped all around him.

That quickly changed to fear and anguish as Major approached, as much as it would bring him pleasure and satisfaction of torturing the nomad - that wasn't what Lettie needed right now. Emmett managed to capture the nomad from behind, lurching forward, quickly and swiftly Major detached the head from the body in a swift, clean, movement. Emmett rendered the arms off and he and Alice made short work of the rest of the body. Trying to gain some control over his anger he focused on Lettie, trying to ignore the cries of anguish from the 'youngest' of the coven.

The smell of gasoline made his nose wrinkle slightly as his siblings covered the pieces, ready to set them aflame. He ignored his surroundings attention now focused on the small fragile girl on the floor before him. He could see from the angle of her ankle it was broken – scratches from both glass and it seemed nail littered her body. What make his blood boil was the scent that lingered on her body.

The disgusting nomad touched her. Forced her.

Now more than ever – he wished he had prolonged the insect's death – he had died far too quickly.

Growling he gently prodded her head, her face contorted in pain.

"Carlisle!"

Faintly he could hear footsteps approach, he trained his eyes – steely and flinty – on his coven leader.

"May I examine her?" he asked carefully.

A stiff nod allowed the blonde doctor to approach. He side stepped to give the doctor some room, his eyes drifted to the mind-reader and his human. Alice and Masen had been fastening some sort of brace for her leg, and wrapping her hand where Edward had taken blood.

"She has lost quite a bit of blood, her ankle broken – I don't think I need to tell you what he did…"Carlisle said lowly.

Low enough for him to hear, but too soft for the others. Jasper nodded eyes flinty.

"If you can, not render judgment until after the girls are healed, it won't do them any good to cause strife between us now. We'll address it when they are well. That's the main priority."

Major growled at the thought of the issue being addressed later rather than soon, but he had to admit Carlisle was right, Lettie needed his undivided attention, and he would give it.

"Are you ok to carry her? We need to move,"

Without answering – with the gentlest of movements – he scooped her up, following the coven leader out of the building into the back alley as Emmett lit a match. He felt some satisfaction in watching the flames take the pieces and the building slowly, before blending into the shadows and into the darkness of the night.