"I just took care of him, that's all. The police have him now and everything will be okay," I lied but she seemed happy with it. "But! We are never going clubbing again!" I smiled at her sour expression.

"Party pooper," she muttered, cuddling back up into a ball, resting on my chest.

Chapter Six

Edward's POV (There will be language, sorry 'bout that but you'll find out why in a moment!!!!)

We were all seated in the living room, Emmet had taken Ivy out for lunch and Bella was at school, bathing in the warm sun that forced me to take cover in the shadows of our estate. We were silent and I could tell everyone's thoughts were on Ivy, whether they knew it consciously or not. Rosalie had come back from her hunting trip and was sulking in the corner. I knew the confusion all of them felt and so did Jasper. Something isn't right, he thought, unaware. I decided to state his thought verbally. I cleared my throat. "Something isn't right. Ivy isn't," I trailed off, not knowing what to say.

"I don't know how she feels," Jasper piped up, his voice soft. "It's painful to try to concentrate on her. Even though she is Bella's sister I can always tell how Bella is feeling, but I can't with Ivy. I don't like it…I…I feel blind. It's hard not knowing her reactions to things which usually help me predict what kind of person they are." His eyes were brimmed with concern as he stroke Alice's hair. He felt as helpless as I did since I can't hear her thoughts.

"Maybe she's just stronger than Bella, she is older and she isn't as… soft as Bella, if you get what I mean. Besides I knew that the man was going to attack Ivy so we aren't totally in the dark. I can still see," Alice pointed out. "I think we're getting worked up over nothing. We're attacking like we did when we learned Edward couldn't hear Bella's thought and now we all trust and love Bella."

"But what if you weren't seeing Ivy's future but Emmet's future. And besides, Bella earned my and our trust before anything when suddenly Ivy is just waltzing in like nothing after we haven't seen her in a while. Aren't we supposed to trust our first instinct? Well I'm not getting the friendliest vibe from Ivy. And if she poses as a threat I do not want her anywhere near Bella, sister or not. Sisters can turn on each other."

"I think you are all being over dramatic. Ivy is such a sweet girl. She wouldn't do anything to harm anyone. We know her," Esme sighed.

"We use to," I reminded. "Now she is living with us, extremely close to find out our secrets."

"I only see a few options," Jasper said, his tone switching into a military tone telling us he was being very serious. "We can observe and watch her, leave her like we did that time, just ignore it or kill her."

"Jasper!" Alice squealed furiously. "You are not laying a finger on Ivy, do you understand me? I won't let you! Emmet won't let you!" But Jasper ignored her, his mind already set. It was Bella all over again, only this time I agreed we couldn't trust this girl.

"Emmet will get over it," his jaw was locked. "But for now I think we all agree to watch her carefully and let's just say if she fails the examine… I'm not letting her be a danger to this family no matter what it takes. I will eliminate the problem to protect all of you, to protect Alice."

"Jasper you will not hurt her on my account, do you understand?!" Alice hissed.

"Alice," Jasper sighed, his voice tender with patients, "you can't see her future, Edward can't read her mind and I don't know the directions of her mind. We are all blind and if anything were to happen that would be our only choice. I am going to protect you no matter what you say, whether you'll end up hating me or not, if that's what it takes I will go there. Nothing about Ivy is trustworthy. Humans change easily in a short amount of time and we all know she is nothing like Bella. I look at her as if she was a stranger. Alice, this is final. If I don't get a good vibe I will not let her be a threat." Alice pushed her way out of his grip, her mind raging with the anger toward Jasper and thinking low upon him for once in her long life, and stormed off to her and Jasper's room; furious was an understatement of her mind. Jasper sighed, dropping his head in his hands. I just wish she could understand, he thought, if I could show her someway that this is what's best for her. I won't let her emotions toward me stand in my way however. I could tell this was true. He wasn't going to budge on this situation. "I'm going to go talk to her," he said, walking off with his convictions still firm.

Jasper's POV (A/N: I just love Alice and Jasper together so I wanted to do a scene of them and Jasper trying to convince her he would always do what's best for her!)

"Alice," I murmured, against the door that was shut and locked tightly. "Alice, please let me in. Can I just talk to you about this?" There was no answer but I felt the anger and depression that rolled off of her. I felt extremely guilty for upsetting her; I should have never told her that was my plan, I didn't have a heart as big as Alice's because of all my military experience. I was the one in my family who help make tough decisions like this and calm Alice when she through tantrums. "Please, Alice, please, just let me in." Suddenly the door popped open and I caught a glimpse of Alice curled up in a ball on the top of the bed we shared, staring out the window into the clouds that were covering up the sun once more.

"Oh Alice," I sighed. "I shouldn't have told you. I know Ivy was your friend but I didn't think it would hurt you so much. I'm just saying that's a last resort, it's not final—"

"But Jasper," Alice wailed, making my self-loathing greater, "it is final! It didn't matter that you didn't tell me because I would have known! Jasper I saw you going to kill her! Jasper! You're going to kill her!" Alice buried her head in the pillow, clearly pained by this vision. I crossed the room to join my love but she ignored my approach. I stroke her back lovingly, tracing the back of her neck with my cold finger. She ignored this too. After a while of Alice acting like I was invisible, I lifted her off the bed and placed her in my lap. She crumpled into my chest, sobbing her dry sobs. I laid us both down gently so Alice was resting on top of me.

"Tell me what you saw, Alice," I urged softly. She buried her head in my chest, still weeping silently.

"You were," Alice sniffled, "dragging Ivy into the woods at midnight. You're so mad Jasper, I'm screaming at you but you just won't listen! You're ignoring me! You're going to hurt her Jasper! I see it in your eyes." I stroked her hair and caressed her face, letting her strong, passionate emotions pass over me.

"But, Alice, that proves it. I found a strong reason to eliminate the problem and you have to rust that I'm doing the right thing—"

Alice suddenly blew up which wasn't something she did often. "You can't!" she screamed, pounding her small fists into my chest. "You can't! You can't! You can't! You can't kill her Jasper! She's my friend! She's my family! Emmet loves her! She's like my sister! I love her just as much as I love Bella! Don't you love me?" She collapsed on my chest, her small body heaving. I locked my arms around her.

"Shhhh, it's okay, everything is okay," I soothed.

"Not this time, Jasper. Stop saying that! I thought you loved me!" she cried, digging herself into my hard stomach. I pulled her face up to mine, my iron strength locking her there. She wiggled frantically but I held her firmly.

"Alice Cullen, I have always loved you and I will never stop loving you. Everything I do is for you. If I think you are being put in danger I am not having you live with it. I don't care if you hate me till eternity—I will make you safe," my voice was firm and final. She narrowed her eyes at me and opened her mouth to protest. I didn't give her a chance, however, to state her opinions because I gently placed my mouth on hers, laying her back on the bed and resting lightly on top of her. My lips traced down her jaw and on her collar bone then went back up to restart this pattern. My hands caressed her neck, lifting it up to me. Her breath quickened as my cold hand lightly trailed up and down her stomach. "I love you," I murmured against her neck. She was still gasping, not able to say anything. "I wouldn't let anything hurt you, understand? And you have to believe that every decision I make is for you and you alone. Got it? And I want you to go along with the decisions I make because they're going to keep you safe. Comprehend?"

She reached up and wound her thin arms around my neck, pulling her body closer to mine and cuddling against me. "You aren't going to get away with this mister." Even though her tone was light I could still hear the fear behind it but I knew the battle was over and I was ready for the war. I sat up, cradling Alice in my arms and rocking her like a small child. After all, small children were easy to persuade and sedate.

Rosalie's POV (YES! Rosalie! Mwahahahaha!)

I was going to kill that bitch myself if Alice persuaded Jasper to give her parole. Only I wasn't going to wait to kill this skank. I kept my thoughts low key around Edward—only thinking how much I hated her, but I already formulated a plan in my head. And it all started to unfold when I heard Emmet's engine roaring in the back ground. I made my way out onto the front lawn, seated there as his Jeep pulled up, Ivy resting her head on his shoulder. I hissed under my teeth but replaced it with a quick smile and stood up. Ivy and Emmet both got out of the car cautiously—both of them knew I was a ticking time bomb. "Hey guys," I purred. "Have a nice lunch?" Emmet eyed me nervously, stepping in front of Ivy, shielding her.

"Yes," his voice was careful.

"Well," I started, "I was just wondering if Ivy and I could talk in private. After all, we just have to share all those goofy stories about you. Don't we Ivy?" Emmet growled, too low for Ivy to hear. I smiled sweetly at both of them and took a step towards Ivy. She stood her ground but Emmet took a step back, pushing her back against the car door. He wrapped his arm around her waist, protectively, and bared his sharp teeth at me without Ivy noticing. "It'll be fun and I promise not to bring Ivy back in two pieces." Try five or six, but my smiled widened.

"Emmet, let go of me," Ivy huffed, shoving at Emmet's side. "I want to go and talk with Rosalie." Emmet looked down at her and I was pleased that because of her defiance she was going to get killed.

"I still want some more time alone with you," he murmured, making up an excuse.

"You will but I think it will be good for me and Rose to talk things over," she encouraged, taking a step towards me.

Emmet suddenly approached me, a menacing look in his face. "If you touch one hair on her head I will personally kill you with so much pain that you wish you were dead. Got it?"

"Got it," I smiled at him, advancing towards Ivy. "We're just going to take a walk in the woods and tell embarrassing stories about you. That's all." She smiled at me and began to walk by my side, following me into the woods. She danced easily over the fallen trees and roots, holding as much grace as a vampire. The woods were loud with the creatures it inhabited, but not loud enough to muffle a scream. I knew it had to be quick and painful.

"So," Ivy started but I stopped her, shoving her to the ground. We were well away from the house that I had enough time to snap her neck.

"I did not come here to talk to you about anything. I am going to kill you at this very spot and there isn't anything you can do about it." I gave her a bone chilling look but nothing I said had any effect on her. She looked…amused. "Did you hear what I just said?"

"Of course I did, Rosalie. But I would like to see you try," she taunted. I growled, rage filling every nerve of my body. She had just talked back at me. She thought she had the right to talk back to me! My breathing became labored and I lunged for her neck. Suddenly I was on the ground, howling in pain. Her eyes were not the same emerald green they had been but a shocking, glowing green/blue. The kind of color of electricity. She held her hands to my neck and I felt searing pain. She grabbed my throat and tossed me at a tree.

I came after her again, this time breaking her leg. She was still fighting however. She shifted her weight to her good leg and elbowed me hard in the gut. I bent over at the pain and she held her hands at my stomach. And with a blast of light I went flying, hitting the ground hard. I examined my stomach to find burn marks all over me. I was in a state of panic that she wasn't dead yet. I needed to kill her soon. I ignored the pain as I grabbed her arm, hearing it snap under my hands. With her good hand she brought it up to my stomach and there was another flash of light. But she was getting weaker. I didn't know what she was doing but it was hardly effective anymore. She screamed in pain as I slashed her face, ribbons of skin coming out from under my nails. Suddenly I was knocked to the ground from something cold, hard and massive. Emmet was on top of me, clenching my throat. Edward and Carlisle dragged me away by my forearms as Emmet made his way over to Ivy.

Emmet's POV (Oh boy! The story is getting good! I can't wait!)

I started running when I heard the screams, screams that came from Ivy. She was lying on the ground, panting and Rose was starting to advance on her once more. I plowed into Rose with all my strength, my rage blinding me. Edward and Carlisle were there too, dragging Rose away so I could go and aid Ivy. Ivy was whimpering on the ground, her face stripped with fresh wounds. I held my breath as I picked her up; she flinched under my touch and started to squirm to get out of my hold. I knew she was probably angry, but she could never be as angry as me. She looked up at me with an expression that broke my heart. It was cold. There was no emotion behind her eyes. I winced at her look and she started thrashing to get out of my hold. Suddenly she was screaming and I set her down gently on the ground. Carlisle was suddenly by my side and slipped a needle into one of the veins in her arm. "LET THE FUCK GO OF ME! PUT ME DOWN! DON'T YOU DARE COME NEAR ME WITH THAT NEEDLE! GO TO HELL! I THOUGHT YOU ACTUALLY LOVED ME EMMET!" She roared, causing me to wince mentally but I kept a firm hold of her. She could hate me as long as she wanted just as long as she was safe. Ivy screamed and kicked and thrashed as she fought against the sedation but soon she was unconscious in an artificial sleep. I carried her back to our house, marveling why she was still alive. I placed her on the medical bed in Carlisle's office and laid down next to her, my arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her against me.

"Emmet," Carlisle said softly, "why don't you go hunting now. I'll make sure she's safe." I looked at the angle in my arms; I might have been being paranoid but it felt like she was slipping away from my hands second by second. I sobbed drily in her shoulder before kissing her blood soaked cheek. "She'll be fine, Emmet. I'm sure of it." I nodded quickly and shifted Ivy's face towards me so I could kiss her on the lips and murmur 'Sweet dreams' against her skin. I slowly and painfully removed myself from her and stepped out to go hunting. I needed to be rational for both Ivy and Rose. It took me a quick fifteen minutes to hunt since I didn't play with my food like I normally did. I entered the house to find Rose in her bra and jeans, carefully icing the burns on her stomach.

"You fucking bitch!" I screeched grabbing her throat and digging my nails into her jugular. I had her pressed against the wall, her feet a few feet off the ground. She clawed at my hand, wailing in pain. I slammed her against the wall once more, getting her to stop struggling. "What the Hell were you thinking?! You tried to kill her!"

"Correction," she spat at me, "your little girlfriend almost killed me. That fucking little psychopath is working with the devil just as much as we are. She is cursed! Black on the inside! I bet her heart doesn't beat!"

"What the Hell are you talking about?! You're the one that is starting to sound like the fucking psychopath." Rose laughed and I dropped her. She returned to icing her burns. "Let me guess: Ivy gave those to you." She smiled wickedly at me.

"Your pretty little girlfriend is holding a dirty little secret." I glared at her, confused. I knew Ivy was hiding something from me but she never told me what. Why the Hell would she tell Rose about this 'dirty little secret' while Rose had been trying to kill her. I didn't really care because all that really mattered was the Rose knew and if I got it from Rose then I would know and I could help Ivy.

"What are you talking about?"

Rose laughed then grinned at me. "Well we'll just have to wait till she reveals her true colors. I can't wait for the show." I was getting a little freaked out by the way Rose was talking. She sounded like a maniac. I decided to just leave her be, wondering if vampires got brain injuries.

I stopped in the doorway, turned back to look at her and asked, "Why didn't you kill her when you got the chance?" I was hoping for a sympathetic answer on how Rose suddenly got a conscious and decided to let up a bit.

But the one I got startled me.

"Because I never got a chance."

(A/N: You are lucky because I wanted to stop there to leave somewhat of a cliffy but I decided to keep going so you guys are entertained a bit! And I'm going to leave an even bigger cliffy! Mwahahahahahaha!)

I laid on Ivy's bed, curling her into my chest and resting with her. It seemed like eternity had passed when she started to stir. She murmured a bit in my arms and started to twitch in my arms. Finally her eyes fluttered open and she was searching. She sat up, unaware that I was clinging to her. I sat up with her and placed her in my lap. Things started registering in her head; it was almost as if I could hear a mental click. (A/N: HAHAHAHAHA! Every time I remember something or is trying to remember something I go "Click!" Heheheheheheheheheheh!) "Emmet," she mumbled but then her voice became a low, menacing growl, "Emmet."

"Yes baby," I murmured against the skin of her neck. Then the outburst suddenly happened and I couldn't control it.

"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!! I FUCKING HATE YOU AND YOUR WHOLE FAMILY!!!! THEY'RE ALL OUT TO GET ME!!!! YOU PROBABLY WANTED ROSE TO KILL ME SO YOU COULD LEAVE ME!!!! WELL MAYBE I'LL GO JUST TO MAKE YOU HAPPY!!!!!" she screamed. She thrashed her way out of my hold and started to make her way to the door but I didn't let her go anywhere. I grabbed her shoulders and pinned her on the bed.

"You better calm down," I hissed, trying to control my temper.

"YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DON'T!!!! I DON'T BELONG TO YOU!!!! YOU DON'T OWN ME!!!!!! I CAN DO WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT!!!! GET OFF OF ME!!!!" she screeched, bursting my eardrum. I watched as she struggled pointlessly against my hold. I never felt so helpless in my life. Carlisle entered his eyes wide with alarm.

"Quick Emmet!" Carlisle's voice was full of panic but I didn't know why. "We have to sedate her."

"NO I DON'T WANT TO GO BACK TO SLEEP!!!" We both ignored her futile screams. I loosened my grip for one second which was a mistake. She darted for the door once more but I caught her. This time I pinned her against the wall, my forearm going across her shoulders and my other hand was holding her face in place. Suddenly something changed as Carlisle cornered her with his shiny needle.

"Please, Emmet," she whimpered helplessly. "I'm just scared." She crumbled into me and I caught her. I had never seen her so threatened and helpless in all my time I was with her. Carlisle backed off as I held her in my arms. I laid us back down on the bed and stroke her hair until she made her own way back to sleep. That night she had a nightmare.

"Please don't hurt me, please," she sobbed, tears streaking her face. "I'm scared that's all. I'm sorry! Please don't hurt me, Emmet! Please! NO! You're hurting me! Don't leave me! Stop LAUGHING! I'm not weird! I'm not a freak! I'm not psychotic!" I gently shook her awake and she looked up at me, wary. "I'm sorry," she whispered, looking down.

I don't know what hit me. Suddenly my instinct kicked in and I was determined to make her forget the night mare. I rolled myself on top of her, my weight being supported by my elbows. She shivered under me. I placed my hands on her stomach and slowly circled around her small belly button and traced her hard abs. She gasped from the contact of my cold skin on hers. I marveled at that sound. I had heard it from Rose multiple times but it was never as perfect and enchanting as when Ivy did it. I suddenly dove in to kiss Ivy. She kissed back, her heart pounding. She hooked a leg around my waist and pulled her body closer to mine. She moved her hands down to my waist and started out lining my stomach muscles. She reached her lips to my ear and tugged on my ear lope. My breath was coming out in loud gasps as were hers. I dove for her neck, kissing every inch of throat and collar bone. She fiddled with the hems of my shirt before gently tugging it off of me. I almost stopped, realizing why Edward hadn't gone far with Bella; humans were so breakable. I slowed, however, my movements becoming slower and she noticed that, giving up. She sighed and snuggled herself into a ball against my chest. I held her there without a word. "Are you okay?" I finally broke the silence. She looked at me, her face hard and her jaw locked. Her mouth opened to lie but I stopped her. "The truth?" She pursed her lips and glared back at me.

"No, Emmet, I'm not fine. And actually could you just leave right now? Please?" She looked away, dodging my hurt filled eyes. I knew that meant she was hiding something and I wasn't going to give up till I knew what it was. "Please?" What she was requesting from me was tearing me apart. I opened my mouth to say something, to plead for her to let me stay, to beg that she wasn't safe alone, to tell her I needed her and I was too weak, but what came out of her mouth next startled me. "GO!" I nodded my head and left the room, my heart cracking into a million pieces as Ivy stomped on the shredded slivers. But it was what she wanted. She wanted alone time to think things over and I couldn't blame her. She was overwhelmed and I was doing nothing to help her. I clenched my teeth when I heard Rose's whinny voice complaining about something that was unimportant to me. I shut my eyes, pinching the bridge of my noise with my forefinger and thumb as I slid down the door of the room Ivy was in, scared and so alone in that dark cold room. Fending on her own as she fights through the unknown depths of her own mind. Maybe it was really Ivy and her own mind that scared me. Something unsettling about the new Ivy. But then I think of her green eyes I quickly think otherwise, until I remember how much those eyes had become green ice.

Ivy's POV (Ohhhhh! It just keeps getting better!)

The stupid, fucking vampire. I couldn't believe Rosalie had tried to kill me. I can't believe I had slipped up and used my powers against her. She would surely tell them everything about everything she had done. I could plead a case that I didn't have a clue what they were talking about but I knew the rest of the family were getting skeptic. The only one that seemed to trust me was Emmet and I fucking screwed that up by freaking out at both him and Carlisle. I knew my voice that had turned weak announcing that I was 'just scared' had touched his heart strings but Carlisle had glared at me. He knew—as did the rest of the family—that I should have been dead after Rosalie had attacked me. I shouldn't have been able to cause her damage—but I did. I did and I would pay for that stupid mistake. But I was okay with that. It would only start the war quicker. They would only entice me further. I knew in a moment I would blow up and just go on a murderous rampage electrocuting everything I saw. I knew I was out numbered and I knew something would happen to me, not them but I didn't care. I just wanted them to feel pain. Either I would be dragged off and killed or Emmet would protect me because…because he loved me. If that happened they would chain me up or put me in a cage like a freak rare species in a zoo for that doctor to examine me. A first thing first was I had to get out of this freakin' room.

(Foreshadowing?)

This is neither Jasper's nor Rosalie's POV. It is only a scene with both of them in it.

Rosalie and Jasper stood facing each other outside while she was telling him what she had seen Ivy do. The atmosphere was tense and Jasper was livid in thinking if Ivy could cause this much damage to Rosalie how much damage she could inflict on Alice. He envisioned Alice alone and whimpering in a room left with the fate Ivy gave her. His jaw was locked and he already knew his decision before he even conformed it with Rose. "Are you sure?"

Rose shook her head; there wasn't a trace of remorse in her eyes. She knew she was getting Ivy killed much faster than originally planned with Jasper but she was happy. "Positive," her voice was a whisper but firm with finality.

"Well I guess there is no choice."

(OKAY I SERIOUSLY THOUGHT OF STOPPING RIGHT HERE BUT I COULDN'T HELP MYSELF!!! I guess I promised you guys a good long and chapter so here it is. I know I'm kind of speeding things along pretty fast but I'll try to make all the action that I know you guys love long. And I'm also thinking of doing a sequel cause it seems ideas about Ivy and Emmet keep popping into my head!!! Tell me what you guys think…)

Jasper's POV (Hehehehehehehe. Oh and sorry 'bout how I keep switching POV but I have to to keep the suspense rolling here.)

Edward and I found Emmet sitting outside the room Ivy was occupying. His hands were holding his head as if he had a migraine. We walked carefully up to him as if he were a ticking time bomb. I knew this was a delicate situation and I had to handle it with extreme care. Emmet was not going to take this lightly; I would be surprised if he had the restraint not to rip my head off. But that would be a very big surprise, hence, I brought Edward. Edward and I could handle him if he was to snap and we could control him long enough for Carlisle to come and help us. Like I said: he wasn't going to take this lightly. I almost thought of turning around and just giving up multiple times in fear of his reaction but every time I did I saw Alice's face in my mind. She trusted me with her life and I was not about to let my fear of Emmet stand in the way of protecting Alice. I could hear Alice's tiny footsteps rushing downstairs, and I could tell form her raging emotions she was going to try to stop me from talking to Emmet about the situation. Edward nodded at me giving me the 'okay' sign to talk to her. She ran into me harder than her emotions did. "Jasper Hale you better not do what you're about to do," she hissed. I dragged her over to me and placed her between me and the wall. I couldn't stop myself from thinking how small she was and how fragile she looked. Her body seemed to shrink as I toward over her. I knew it was mean but I wanted her to see that. I wanted her to see that I was in control and only me.

"I. Am. Going. To. Do. This. Whether. You. Hate. Me. The. Rest. Of. Your. Life," I grounded out through my teeth. I was scaring Alice and it hurt me to do so but it was the only way she would listen. My eyes were dark and boring holes into hers and my skin was ice, telling her I meant every word I said. "I'm only thinking of you and your safety. Now I want you to go upstairs and make yourself scarce. If you do not do what I tell you to do now I will make you do it. Do you understand?" Her face looked hurt and broken as she slid away from me. I felt the anger and hate radiating off of her. She stared at me wordlessly until finally words that almost killed me slithered through her lips.

"I hate you. I hate you, Jasper!" she shrieked. "And if you go through with this I will never forgive you for eternity." I sighed but knew I had to do it.

"Go!" I commanded as I watched her scamper up the stairs and slam the door. She was sobbing her dry sobs. They tore me apart but I ignored them knowing I had to do this. I advanced towards Emmet who was on his guard from Alice's outburst.

"What are you doing Jasper?" he asked, blocking my way to the door.

"Emmet," I sighed, "we all have discussed it and we all agreed—"

A growl came into Emmet's throat. "You will not touch her," he snarled, knowing my intents perfectly. He was in a guarding stance, his bands of hard muscle flexing under his shirt, his arms wide in front of the door. "You can't. You can't hurt Ivy."

"I can do anything if it is for this family. Now I'm not going to hurt her now but I want to talk to you." Emmet didn't move. "Can you please move away from the door?"

"No," Emmet said in a shaky breath, "no, no, no, no, NO! You can't just kill her! She hasn't done anything!"

"Look what she did to Rose," I pointed out, sending as much waves of calmness as I could.

"Rose deserved it. She attacked Ivy and Ivy defended herself. Nothing more."

"A mere human would not have been able to have done that to a vampire. It's not possible."

"What are you concluding she's not a human?"

"Possibly."

"You're insane."

"And you left her! You have no clue what happened to her!"

"Ivy is not a monster! It is my fault for leaving her! It is my entire fault! Ivy isn't stable enough! I only need to be there for her! You don't understand her! You can't hurt her!"

My jaw locked. "It's the family or it's her. I will not let any of us live in danger because of her. I won't let Bella live with her. It's too dangerous. We don't even know who or what she is."

"What makes you think she is anything but Ivy?"

"Look what she did to Rose!"

Suddenly there conversation ended by a creak of the door behind Emmet. "What's going on…?" asked the small whimper of Ivy.

(I WILL end it there!!!)

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