Author's Note: Ok, I know I said I'd update Friday, but I didn't have the time. Niether did I have it on Saturday either. Anyway, Sam's POV.

I got out of the car while they made their goodbyes.

She hugged everyone before she hugged the leech. She ran towards him and jumped into his arms, gave him a kiss on the cheek and hugged him around the neck as tight as possible.

"Love you, Mutt," he whispered.

"Love you papa."

Then she let go of him and let Bella walk her over to us as she led her away from the bloodsuckers we were saving her from.

"You shouldn't be doing this." Emily didn't look happy at all. I was lucky she was even holding my hand! "Do you have any idea how this could effect her?" She pulled away from me and walked towards Bella.

She tried to make it so I couldn't hear her, but I did. She hugged her and whispered, "I'm so sorry Bella..."

Bella hugged back. "If I don't get my daughter back soon, I'll make sure he pays for it."

Instead of being the good wife she should have been and defend me, she replied, "Believe me. He will." She rubbed her pregnant stomach. "If he wants to see Daniel and Jacob here, he will."

Bella gave me a death glare. "He better."

Then Embry started to talk. "You know, I think she means it."

I hit him upside the head and said, "If you keep this up, I'll make sure you are kicked out if the family." I looked him in the eye. "That's a promise.

When they finished talking, Desiree grabbed ahold of Emily's hand and started to cry bloody murder and screamed, "IF YOU DON'T LET ME STAY HERE, I'LL SLAUGHTER YOU ALL IN YOUR SLEEP!" She looked at me when she reached me and said softly, "I hope papa kills you."

I chose to ignore that comment. "He's not your papa. If he would have met you before he desided he wanted your mother, you'd be dead."

She stuck her nose up at me and replied, "So? You'll be the one not breathing when this is over."

Cheeky little brat.

Emily didn't say anything, she just kept on rubbing a hand down Desiree's hair.

"You're supposed to be helping me!"

She looked at me and said, "You got yourself into this mess, you can get yourself out." She started to walk toward the car. "You can handle a little girl, can't you?"

Said little girl started to yank on my jacket. "What?"

"When papa kills you, can I watch?" She smiled at me, showing all her fangs.

"Get in the car."

"No, I don't think I will." She crossed her arms.

I rubbed my temples. I didn't have time for this today. "Embry?"

He picked her up and carried her to the car.

If I thought it was bad in the parking lot, it was nothing compared to the drive home.

On the ride back to my house, she sang a song that sounded something like this:

"Uncle Sam, wanna hear a song I wrote, just for you?"

Without waiting she started to sing.

"If you would fall,

Out of a plane,

Would anyone miss you,

As we saw your brain?

I would walk,

A hundred miles,

Just to see,

You,

DIE!!!!" She sang over and over again. "Everybody now!"

The scary thing is, she got Embry to sing it.

After she got tired of singing that song, she made up a new one.

"I hope you know,

I hope you know,

I hope you die!!!

It's not personal,

We just don't like you.

I hope papa rips your thoat out,

And I can watch.

I won't miss you,

It's time for you to say your prayers,

Because papa is pisseddddddddddd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

She looked at me and grinned. "You know, at one time I actually liked you. Momma was right about you, you know." She gave me a knowing look.

"What do you mean?" I growled.

She faked suprise. "What? You mean she never told you?" She giggled. "Well, if you must know, mommy tried more than once to get daddy to move away from here. But he said you wouldn't let us. More than that, she thought of more than one way to kill you when you were sleeping."

The car got quiet.

"If it weren't for daddy, she would have killed you long ago." She changed subject. "So, whats for supper, I'm starved."

The child wasn't in her right mind.

(Author's Note: Part one is done. Here's part 2. Edward POV.)

I'll kill them all.

I promised myself that as Mutt was forced to leave us. Bella was crying on my shoulder the whole way back to the house.

When we were home, Alice all but attacked us. "We have a problem."

"What's that?"

"The wolves, they found backup."

I started to run a hand through my hair. "How many?"

Alice started to jump up and down. "Around one hundred."

Before I could reply, Aro walked---more like danced---up to me. "There's nothing to worry about! Why, we have some of the best warriors in the world. They're just puppies that have biten of more than they can chew."

"I hope your right Aro, I hope you'r right."

"Why, of course I am!"

He started to spin around in circles.

Bella looked at me. "We have a problem, don't we?"

"We sure do, love. We sure do."

(Author's Note: Desiree POV)

You, know, I should come visit Uncle Sam more often. It's fun.

As soon as I had walked into the door way of my 'favorite' uncle, I started to tear everything that belonged to him up. And I was enjoying every moment of it.

So far the couch didn't look like a couch. The glass tables were broken beyond belief. The phone was torn out of the wall and the bottons ripped out. Oh, and anything else that I thought he remotely liked, I tore that up also.

But nothing of Aunt Emily's, or Daniel's.

Daniel was only a little bit older than me, and looked just like Aunt Emily. He even acted like her. He was fun to be around.

Aunt Emily was in the kitchen baking as Daniel stood in the door way, leaning against it and watched as I tore up anything that was within reach. He didn't care. He didn't like his daddy anyway. He once told me my daddy was more of a daddy than his was.

Now, Uncle Sam, on the other hand had left. He said he didn't want to lose control and hit me. I told him if he did, I'd tell everyone that he did things to me when daddy wasn't around. Even though he didn't. I just wanted to make sure he went to jail.

"Des? I know how hard you've been working and I brought you a brownie."

DId I ever tell you how much I liked this woman?

Just then Uncle Sam walked in.

"Des? Daniel, how do you feel about becoming one of us?"

Author's Note: I know it's short, but it's all I could get done. Hopefully you like it! REview!

XOXOX

Adrian