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"Very good," he said in a mock proud voice before grabbing a handful of my hair and yanking me up.

I gave a silent gasp of pain but didn't say anything as he leant in close. "Now listen, sweetheart," he said, "I got hired to do a simple job - a job to tell you and your little friend over there to pack your bags and get the hell out of this town…or better yet, go back to your own world. From what I saw, you're a smart girl. Find a way, I don't care what and neither does my boss. If you don't clear out till the end of this night, I'll be coming after you at daybreak. Is that clear?"

I just stared at him and he gave me a brief jerk. "Understood or not, sweetheart?" he snarled.

"I understand; who's your boss? Did they send us here?" I asked, a shot of bravery hitting me.

He grinned. "You'd like to know that, won't you?" he let go of me and with a final sneer he was gone.

Without wasting a second, I was at Stephen's side, shaking his shoulder.

"Stephen…oh god, wake up, wake up," I muttered. He woke up with a jolt. "Son of a -," he gasped and I smacked my hand to his mouth. "Don't make a scene. Do you know where we are?" I asked. "Yeah, it's the back entrance, 2 blocks over, how'd we get here?" he asked, grimacing as his fingers probed the cut on his head.

"We're being threatened. Come on; let's get back to Edward and Bella. I'll tell you on the way." I said, yanking him to his feet.

"And you're sure; you don't need a doctor's attention?" Edward asked for the fifth time.

"Yes, I'm just tired; I shouldn't have worn these high heels." I groaned. He didn't say anything, just chewed thoughtfully on his lips as I sneaked in covert glances at him.

I'd told Stephen to come by late at night and he and I were going to find a way to get the hell out of this mess. We were going to tell Edward and Bella that we needed to go home and as soon as we were safely at the airport, we would find a way to get to our librarian and see if he could help us get back home.

"Edward," I began.

"I'll take you to the airport," he said immediately.

"You don't have to do that. Really…don't make this anymore harder than it has to be," I whispered, meaning every word. I didn't know if I wanted to stay, or maybe even go back but I knew I wanted him with me which was impossible to say the least.

"It's not like its forever; I'll come by to see you over the summer, Alice will probably fly you over for Prom." He coaxed. I sighed, unable to lie again.

"Do we know what we're looking for?" Stephen asked 5 hours later, around midnight.

I shrugged as he drove on, "What did you say to them?" he asked quietly. "I told them mom wanted me back. They didn't believe me but they said that I should at least go and check on how things are in India for a while. I think they expect me to be back soon." I said.

"What about Cullen?" he asked.

"Please don't ask; it was hard enough," I whispered, remembering the way he'd kissed me, as if I was taking the very air he was breathing and he was fighting to gulp down a few mouthfuls.

"Yeah, Bella kind of didn't let me go either." He shrugged. I turned to face him. "Do you even like her?" I asked. "I like her, yes, but I don't know about love…I don't know if she's enough to hold me here. Do you love Cullen?" he countered. "I don't know, I can't even tell anymore," I sighed heavily.

"Ok, the airport entrance is through here, do you want to enter or shall we make a detour?" he asked.

"Detour, we don't have much time," I urged.

20 minutes later, we were sitting outside the school gates, kneeling while Stephen held up a Google page on how to pick locks while I struggled to fold the metal pin I'd brought into a suitable shape. I inserted the head in and began circling the other around it, trying to crack the locks into an aligned position.

"Did you get it?" he asked.

I shot my partner a venomous glare. "I'm trying to pick a lock, Stephen, when I get it, you'll know." I hissed, before being interrupted by a sharp and rather loud click and the ring snapped open around the head.

"Whoa, you did it," he whispered.

"Yeah, try not to be so shocked," I said trying to contain my own surprise. "Ok, now what…?" he asked. "Now we go to the library, there has to be something in there," I whispered.

This is a book, this is a fictional world…I kept telling myself.

The walk up to the library was silent and filled with silent jump scares when we saw lights flashing around windows and had to duck down. We both had backpacks filled with runaway tools but we were both too frazzled to switch on a flashlight.

"Is it locked?" Stephen asked as we came to the library double doors. "Nope," I pushed it open and made straight for Sorenson's desk, switching on the table lamp.

"You still haven't told me what we're looking for," Stephen grumbled.

"Papers, books, magazines, I don't know, the Tardis, anything that'll get us out of here." I whispered. "I thought you wanted to fight this person back." He said quietly.

"I thought it was human. He's not, he's a vampire, James and he's a tracker, which means he can probably tell what we're doing right now." I said.

"But still vulnerable, right…?"

"Just look,"

"Not so fast, you two."

Stephen and I both jumped so high that we bumped into each other as we looked at the older man standing right in front of us. Sorenson, what was he doing here this late at night?

"I want you to step away from the desk. No sudden movements," he said sternly. Stephen made to comply but I gripped his sleeve. "Are you Dr. Roosevelt Sorenson?" I asked, not wanting to give away the tension in me.

Eyebrows raised, the tall, thin man looked at me. "Doctor…it's been such a while that someone has called me doctor," he mused. "Listen, Dr. Sorenson, please, we need your help." I said.

Glancing at Stephen, we began our tale.

I don't know what I'd been expecting as I watched the man take a sip of cold water, his eyes roving over me and Stephen with the intelligence of a man used to being bombarded with ludicrousness. Yeah, I'd been there done that too.

"You have no idea, who this person, who you say sent you here, might be," he asked slowly.

"No sir," I said quietly.

"I see, what about you, boy? No idea, either, eh," I turned to look at Stephen who was standing a few steps behind me, looking torn. "I have…an idea. Only an idea," he said, brusquely.

"Let's hear it then," he said.

"Stephanie Meyer," Stephen muttered.

I stared at him for a bit before I laughed. Laughed, just as wild and unabashed as the three times I'd been caught off guard. "Quiet, child, I agree with him," Sorenson said, giving me enough blow to hiccup my laughter into control.

"That's insane! Why would Meyer bring us here to ruin her perfect story?" I asked, angrily.

"She didn't know we'd ruin it. Didn't you say the vampire said we hadn't done our jobs? We were supposed to do something else, we just didn't do it and now she wants us out of the way." Stephen reasoned. I looked at Sorenson. "If that's true, why send James after us? Wouldn't she be able to…I don't even know how this works," I mumbled.

"It isn't as easy as I made it sound on my website," Sorenson stood up and switched on another lamp.

"Meyer must've tapped into the essence of this world, spun the tale and gotten away with it. What she did was she wrote you two into the story, weaving a different path and inflicted it upon the energies. It's like the law of Newton; every force has an equal and opposite force. She cast you into this but you have your own hold on the world, she can't undo it," He explained.

"We have to go home though," Stephen argued.

"Is that what you really want, though?" Sorenson looked up and peered at us. "Our world has adjusted itself to you, just as you have adjusted yourselves to it, going home now won't change anything, people will still remember you, they will still…hurt," he whispered.

"Edward and Bella," I whispered sadly.

"They loved each other once, they can love each other again," Sorenson said. Stephen and I looked guiltily at each other. "We'd lose them." He said. "But we'll go home," I said.

Steeling myself, I looked at Sorenson, "Do it, we have to go home now. Our parts are done," I said firmly.

"Do it…? My dear, you must have me confused. I am not a Conjurer. I merely study the phenomena." He said mildly. "What do you mean? You can't send us back?" Stephen asked, his voice rising.

"No, I can't, to find you two has been a great honor but I'm afraid supplying information is the only thing I can do. I have faced enough ridicule in my life to go back to that part of my life again. I'm sorry, but I can't further help you."

"Tulika,"

I turned to look at Stephen then around at the window to see pinkish light blossoming over the horizon.

Our time was up.

"Now what do we do?" Stephen asked.

"We fight back. Let's find the Cullens." I said.

Well, Looks like Tulika and Stephen are stuck...for now.

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