You, Me, Him, Her... Us? What?

(Emmett's POV)

I really did it this time. I can already feel my body getting torn apart. Jasper is one scary dude, but I need to remain calm, he has every right to know, "He's trying to convince Carlisle to repeat what he did to Donna, but... With Chris."

I can feel his disbelief, "But she already knew."

"Apparently Alice saw her destroying the family."

"How?"

"Apparently Chris causes the family to break apart and... Mass destruction followed."

He growls and I can see his eyes are black.

I am SO fucked.

(Rosalie's POV)

She has every right to know, she's my best friend's mate. No, I can't call him my brother, we're close, but it's weird.

I know she wasn't expecting this, but she needs to know what her actions have caused.

I fear for this girl, for my family, but mostly Jazz. Jasper has had it ruff, everyone knows him and Alice were fucking, hell, she was fucking Edward when Jazz went hunting without one of the two. He deserves someone who will love him and I think it is sweet of him to let her experience life, but I know his instincts to claim her must be killing him.

She's finishing her food as I pay for 'our' dinner. I walk out laughing at her, she said something about never going out to eat with someone who will order a full meal, but she's laughing too.

(Jasper's POV)

'Mate's in trouble, Mate's life's threatened,' the Major growls.

'Shut up,' I take a deep breath, though it means nothing, but Emmett is trying to calm himself, "I'm not going to hurt you Em, if I was, you would have been dismembered already."

He visibly and emotionally relax, helping me in the process, "I thought you would want to know the plan."

"Yes, thank you," the Major is pissed.

"What's our counter attack method, Jazz?"

"I'm sure Peter already has that covered, fucking bastard that he is," I reply, "She won't be looking for him."

He hums in return, "How about we get to the game and we try and worry about this when your friend contacts you?"

I have to agree, I can't let them know that I know, "Just don't think about it or make any decisions about it, we don't need either one of them knowing."

"Agreed."

(Peter's POV)

No one is taking my family away from me. My mate is everything to me and so is my daughter, 'Keep them safe, even if it costs your own life,' is all I can keep thinking.

I need to get to those fuckers in Alaska, I need to keep focused... I need a lot of things right now.

If we lose Chris, I don't know who will beat my ass first; Char, Jasper, the Major or myself. Char will never forgive me, she and I raised the girl for fucks sake. I would never forgive myself for putting her in this position. Jasper would beat my ass, tear me limb from limb. The Major, I'm more terrified of him than Jasper, he will not hesitate to burn my ass slowly, so slowly, until I am nothing... At least Jasper would only burn a piece, or a few, of me, not all of me.

I can't seem to get there fast enough. I have an eternity, so does my lovely wife, but my, OUR, family does not.

(Chris' POV)

I've decided to go to this party, but I'm a bit scared, I make enemies faster than I do friends.

I hate to say it, I mean I REALLY hate to say it, but Alice really scares me... I refuse to let it show.

She is just another obstacle to overcome, one more person to prove something to.

After what Rosalie told me, I have a feeling that I'm in deeper shit than I actually realize.

I feel my phone vibrate once, meaning I have a text from someone. Pulling it out I read the number, a number I don't recognize mind you, that reads "Live each day as if it will be your last. Don't make goals, dreams or decisions that could be crushed or changed at a moments notice. Watch what you do and when and how you do it. ~V"

"What is it?"

"A weird text," I reply, I feel a strong urge to delete it, so I do.

"What does it say?"

"Must have been a wrong number," I say, "some guy sexting."

"Wow."

I just nod, wondering whether or not she believes my lie.

Who the fuck is V?

(Char's POV)

Im just sitting outside on the steps of the porch mixed emotions filling me. I hate being separated from Peter, but I know he's right, but I fear we made a grave mistake.

I'm not the prayin type, but I pray for my mate, child and Jasper.

I don't believe in God, never really have, but I do believe that if my family remains safe, nothing else matters.

Please, let this turn out well for my child, let her be happy and live the life she should. Jasper and the Major will protect here with their lives, but I fear that Jasper won't do what needs to be done in fear of scaring her away or becoming the monster the Cullen's fucking make him feel he is.

"I don't want this to work out," I say aloud to the empty landscape, my only company being the bugs, frogs, bats, owls and the other animals of the night, "I NEED this to work out."

(Unknown POV)

That text better be enough, or we are all fucked. I may be a human drinker, but this human is important, especially with who her mate is.

They will join the fight.

They will help win the fight.

They are the REASON for the fight.

And they don't even know.