Chapter 1

"Emmett, Tanya's gonna be pissed that you knocked down half her forest you know".
I grinned at my brother as I deliberatley crashed into yet another tree. Sighing but smiling despite himself, Jasper punched me not so lightly on the arm, never breaking stride. I aimed a kick at him but missed, hitting instead a young sapling that exploded in a shower of bark and twigs.
"Moron" Jasper muttered under his breath.
"Want me to try again?" I threatened innocently, failing to disguise my wide grin.
"Bring it on Em" he challenged, stopping to move into a defensive crouch behind me. Still smiling, I bent down, colied to spring.
"Emmett!Emmett help!"
I was running before I had even processed the words. All I knew was that it had been the voice of an angel, my angel, and that angel was in pain.

I sighed with relief when I saw her, standing unharmed on the fringes of the forest. It's amazing how many gruesome images can fly through your mind in just a few short seconds. As soon as I reached her I pulled her behind me, scanning our surroundings for the threat that was surely there, waiting to pounce. I was aware of Jasper appearing behind me, his breathing laboured as he shared my angels pain.
"There's no one here Emmett" he managed to choke out.
Relaxing only a little, I turned to face my terrified wife.
"Rose what's wrong?What's happened?" I demanded urgently.
"Edward" she whispered hollowly through perfect lips.
I flinched as she said my missing brothers name. These past few months without my favourite brother had been painful to say the least. I missed him, plain and simple, as did the rest of my Esme.

Edward had always been her favourite, her most beloved son, and his absence had seen her sink into a cloud of the depression like none I had ever seen before, and even Carlisle could not make her smile. I wondered idly what Edward had done now to upset Rose, what new way he had found to tear a hole in our hearts.
"What's the little runt done now?" I said in falsely jovial tone.
Rose stared at me with wide, horrified eyes.
"Em, I did something bad. Edward's gone...to Italy" she sobbed tearlessly.
I stared at my flawless lover, uncomprehending. Ok, so Edward had decided to do some sightseeing in Florence. So what? Sure, it was inconvenient, but that didn't justify Rosalie's pained expression.
"The Volturie Em. He's gone to the Volturi" Jasper whispered, catching on faster than I had.
"The Volturi?What did he do that for?" I asked, still confused.
"I told him about Bella....jumping off the cliff. I thought I was doing the best for him, I thought he should know the truth, but he threw away his phone and then Alice called and it turns out that Bella's alive but Edward's gone to Italy to pull a Romeo and we have to STOP HIM!" she screeched, the words blurring as she hissed them out. Finally I understood. Agony threatened to rip me apart as I considered Rose's words.
"No!" I bellowed, grabbing Rosalie's tiny hand in mine. Without a sound we sprinted back through the forest, ignoring the loud booms as the tree's fell around us.