I don't know what it is with the short chapters... ahhh! I wrote this chapter a long time ago, so maybe that's why. I'm writing new content which is probably three chapters down the road, I'm just spacing out publishing and maybe adding more to future chapters and I'll have longer chapters. Anyway, last chapter for the day. Marching band practice takes a lot out of me so my writing suffers a bit. I try and proof read before publishing but it's no where near perfect. Enjoy!

ALICE POV

It was past midnight when I had the vision. Bella was in trouble, and I wondered why I did not see it earlier. I paced back and forth biting my knuckle while Jasper sat on a chair with his hands over my face. What to do, what to do?! I should not have let Bella wander alone, but when I came back to my dorm room after afternoon orchestra rehearsal, the only thing that was there was a note:

Alice,

I've just gone out for a while. I need a change o f routine. I should be back in a while, but I don't know where I am doing or where I am going. Don't wait up for me, oh wait…you kind of have to. Well don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Hope you and Jasper have a fun evening, maybe some alone time will do you some good!

Bella

I read the note a thousand times. I tried searching for Bella's future but the image of her being kidnapped raided my thoughts. Why would she do something as stupid as renting a motorcycle and driving around when she did not know the city? Why did someone have to take her?!

"Jasper," I said, hoping to find some encouragement. "Should I tell Edward about this? Maybe he'll come back and help find her. If he really loves her like I know he does, he would help."

"It's not a bad idea, but with how Edward has been acting lately, I just don't know what to expect. I think we should keep it hushed for the time being, and then if we don't have any luck finding her, then we can tell him. I don't think he's reading our thoughts, if he was we would know by now."

"You're right Jazz, thanks. I don't know how I could make these kinds of decisions myself. Maybe we should call Carlisle and Esme though, they might come help us." Jasper already had the phone out and dialed their number.

"Hello?"

"Carlisle! Hi, it's Jasper. We've got a bit of a situation on our hands right now, I hope this isn't a bad time for me to call you."

"Jasper, nice to hear from you. Of course it's not a bad time, I always have time for my children. What seems to be the problem?"

"It's about Bella."

"She isn't improving, is she?"

"Well, Carlisle…it's not that. Well, she isn't improving I guess. The thing is Bella went out downtown Seattle tonight by herself, and Alice had a vision that she was kidnapped about two hours ago."

"Bella was kidnapped?!"

"Yes, Carlisle. We don't know where she is and we don't know where to find her. Alice had her vision after the matter happened, and she can't search for Bella's future. We thought we'd call you because we need some advice what to do."

"Well, Jasper there isn't really a correct answer for this. I don't think telling Edward would be the best idea, or Bella's werewolf friend, Jacob. Just have Alice keep searching if she can, I think Esme and myself will return back to Forks and see if we can be of any help. Jasper, do your best to consol Alice, keep her calm. I don't think she can get clear visions if she's too stressed. Esme will call you as soon as we land in Seattle and we'll go from there. Talk to you in a while.

"Thanks Carlisle. Your thoughts are much appreciated."

"No problem. We all know what Bella means to us, so we will do our best to help. Bye Jasper, tell Alice we love her."

"Okay, bye Carlisle." The line then went dead. I was still pacing the room wondering what my first plan of action would be.

POV- Bella

When I woke up I was in a strange vehicle. It looked like a 1960's Volkswagen van. I sat up and remembered how much my head hurt, apparently someone socked me pretty hard and drove me unconscious. There were two men in the car, one was my kidnapper, the other was a very obese man who was driving the car.

"Boss, the girl is awake," the driver said.

"Ah, perfect." My kidnapper then turned to me and said, "Hello sunshine, how are we doing this morning?"

I glared at him and said nothing.

"Ah, guess you're not in the mood to talk. That's okay, I understand. I'll do the talking right now and you do the listening. My name is Frank. And this here is Al." He pointed to the obese driver who waved into the rearview mirror. "In a few minutes we're going to ask you to hide under that blanket over there, don't ask any questions, just do what I tell you to do. That's rule number one: do what I tell you to do, and you won't be hurt. Rule number two: you can't tell anyone who you are. Rule number three: don't ask questions. I think that about covers it." He turned around to face the front and I looked out the window. It was bright outside but I couldn't tell where we were.

"Well, I guess I don't really have a choice then, do I?" I spat at Frank. "Though, can I ask where we are, I think I at least have a right to know that."

"I guess I could side with you on that one. We're in California, near the Mexico border. You've been out cold for two days and we've been driving most of the time. We'll let you know when we get to our destination."

MEXICO?! This cannot be happening to me. I shook my head to try and understand but more questions flooded inside of me.

"Okay, princess," Al said this time. "It's time for the blanket. Get underneath it and don't say anything. It's your neck if you do."

I obediently laid down and put the blanket over my head. I just kept breathing. I guess I fell into another coma-like sleep because later I woke up and it was dark outside. This time I heard a female voice speak.

"Excellent Frank, Al. No one can stop me now! Though I would love to get her little boyfriend too, because he was the one that actually killed James."

My muscles froze as I remembered that voice. It was Victoria, James's ex-lover. I tried to keep the tears in as long as I could, but eventually they flooded out and covered the blanket. I wished the Cullen's or Jacob would come to my rescue. This is unbearable, and I knew I would not survive this trip.

"We are happy you are pleased mistress Victoria," Frank replied. "Will you change us into vampires now like you promised?"

"Hush, Frank. The time is not right yet. I will not change you until the girl no longer exists. I think we'll wait about a week until I finally finish her off to see if anyone will try and come to her aid. If so, I will be ready with my army." She laughed evilly, and it sent shivers up my spine. I was doomed, but I had about a week to live. I have a little hope left, maybe someone can help me.