Chapter 4

The room was silent, or it would have been if not for the dry sobbing of Esme. How could Edward do this, sure I knew he was very attached to that girl, hell we all were but what did he expect would happen when we left, that she would live happily ever after and forget about him, if he did then he was severely deluded.

As I looked around the room all I could see was despair. The others had kindly decided that cheering us up was impossible and just leaving us together as a family was better. Esme and Carlisle were both curled up on a chair together, both clearly depressed, even Carlisle. I've never seen him look so lost. Jasper was sitting on the floor; I could see he wasn't able to help the situation at all.

I feel for him Alice was his other half, she had saved him from his other life sucking human blood and brought him to us; there was a big chance that he would never see her again poor guy. I hope Alice gets out of this alive, I hope they all do but Alice left Jazz here Edward and Bella belonged to each other, if they leave they at least leave together... but Alice.

Rosalie, my wife I could see she was suffering. She had made the call that set all this in action and I could see she regretted it most of all. If Edward gets out of this alive there will be hell to pay for making everyone feel like this and hopefully he might just realize, Bella would be safer as one of us.

I don't know how long we sat in silence but a phone vibrating cut through the silence like a knife through butter. All eyes went to Carlisle hopeful, he pulled the phone out of his pocket only to shake his head, and everyone looked down as he answered it

"Hello"

We could all hear the words ring through the speaker

"I'm sorry my old friend but he forced our hand"

"I've got to go"

Carlisle didn't even wait for a response; he dropped the phone on the floor and wrapped his arms around Esme. Edward was gone. My little bro, poof... gone. I looked down at Rose sobbing on my shirt, I could do nothing now. Everything was lost; Jasper wasn't doing much better then Carlisle or Esme. Now with everyone's misery I doubt he could even think about Alice coming out alive.

I don't know how long we cried for, what else could we do? Nothing, Eddie was gone and there was a good chance so was Bella and Alice. Our own morbid teenager, bouncy pixie and clumsy human were gone. A phone buzzed, I looked towards Carlisle but his phone lay crushed on the ground. It was Jasper's. He pulled it out slowly and flicked it open.

"Hello?"

"Jasper"

ALICE!! It was Alice, I looked across to Carlisle and Esme they still looked upset but glad that at least Alice might make it home safe. I could honestly say I felt any different.

"Alice, I thought you were gone"

"Jasper, I told you... no promised you I would see you again and we will"

Wait... we?

"We? What do you mean, Alice?"

"Aro jumped the gun. Edward was about to do it but Bella stopped him"

Bella saves the day. But did she make it out alive, god I hope she didn't sacrifice herself to save that dim witted little... grrr, but I do want them both to be alive.

"Wait, so is everyone alright?"

"It was a close call but I think everyone will be just fine"

"Think?"

"Well, Bella heard them feeding and was sort of freaked, but now we're on our way to the airport and she sort of hasn't slept in three days so I hope she'll be okay. But apart from that we're all alive... or whatever"

I couldn't help the grin spread over my face, they were all alive. Rosalie was wrapped around my waist saying nothing, my poor babe. I don't know how she would have dealt with being the cause of somebody's death. Carlisle and Esme were still wrapped in each other arms and I'm not an empath but I could tell that it was with happiness.

"Alice, when will you come into Seattle?"

I didn't care what Alice said. The point was that everyone was coming home, including my favourite human and I swear to god, if after all that Edward still leaves Bella again. I'll do his head in.

"Em, I'll hold him for you"

I looked to Jasper and gave him a smile. He couldn't read my mind but he knew that brotherly anguish and anger is solved with a simple fight. Carlisle shook his head; I could tell he was just too happy to have his favourite son alive to really care what we did to him just as long as we didn't kill him.

Thank god, they're alive. I don't think anyone could survive if they weren't.