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BPOV

I took my time lighting the candles strategically placed through the downstairs, moving at near human pace. The longer I took, the more time I would kill and the sooner I would be in the same room as Edward. Breathing the same air. I couldn't wait.

Rose made an anonymous phone call to the police station to report suspicious goings on at the old house that sat vacant in the middle of the woods, our house.

Not that the house was run down by any means, Esme would never let a home of hers get shabby, ever. A caretaker came out once a month or so to clean and, when needed, reported and subsequently discarded or replaced any furnishings that were abused by an overzealous trespasser.

I finished lighting the last of the candles. Straightening up, I surveyed the environment, it was bathed in a soft flickering light.

We had the stage set and we knew our parts to play. We decided to go with the damsels in distress route. What guy could resist that right? Our story was that we had come to our family's home on an open ended vacation and, being the poor defenseless women that we were, couldn't find the main breaker to turn on the electricity.

Yes, this was going to be perfect. What could possibly go wrong? Three helpless women, in their pajamas, at night, in a candlelit house, in the middle of the woods?

We either had the makings of a wonderfully romantic evening, a cheesy porn or a really bad horror movie.

Or even worse, a hideous combination of all three.

I shuddered at that very real possibility.

No, that was not going to happen. I wouldn't let it happen.

Loud, pulsing, music rattled the walls as Rihanna's 'Disturbia' echoed throughout the house.

Alice danced down the stairs singing along to the music wearing a little pink cami and a pair of black boy shorts. She stopped in the middle of the staircase as soon as she saw my disapproval.

"What? Too much?" she asked, gesturing to the music swirling around in the air.

"Just a bit," I nodded. "We're not supposed to have any electricity, remember?"

"Shoot, I forgot," she said, darting back upstairs to kill the music.

Rose descended the stairs with flair. She was wearing a negligee that was completely see-through.

I rolled my eyes at her, "Seriously, Rosalie, would you really sleep in that. We are supposed to look like we're getting ready for bed, ya know?"

"Number one, we don't sleep," she started, counting the points she was making on her perfectly manicured fingers. "Number two, if I did sleep, yes I would sleep in this, and number three," a huge grin spread across her face, "Emmett sleeps naked."

"Gross, I didn't need to know that," I huffed and shook my head at her.

"Don't be hatin' because you're afraid your man might shove you out of the way to get all up in this," Rosalie said, running her hands up and down her nearly naked body.

A growl rumbled out of my chest and I flew across the room before I knew what I was doing.

Something hit me in the chest, catching my attention and stopping me from advancing.

I saw little Alice's body situated between me and Rose, a petite hand pressed to each of our chests.

"Bella," she said in a calm voice, "Rose was just kidding."

Alice's vision flashed through my mind and I saw myself clawing Rosalie to shreds. Apparently Rose saw it too because we both gasped and backed away, breaking contact with Alice's hands.

"I'm sorry Bells," Rose said quietly, peeking from around Alice. "I was just joking with you."

The vision shook me.

Did this human mean so much to me that I would hurt my own sister just from the sheer thought that he might prefer her over me?

Yes, he did.

I blinked at the realization and took a deep breath. "No, I'm sorry Rose," I said. "It's just…Edward…he's not just any human, he's different."

"I know," Rosalie said. A pained expression crossed her face and I knew that she had those same feelings for Emmett.

I looked to Alice, who was nodding in agreement.

"This isn't just for fun anymore is it?" I asked my precognitive sister, knowing full well what her answer was going to be.

"No," she shook her tiny head. "This stopped being a game the second they crossed our paths. Their futures are too tightly wound around ours to see anything other than this is serious."

I chewed my bottom lip and contemplated what she had just said. "How deep in are we?" I asked quietly.

Rose and I stared at Alice, waiting for her answer.

"Deep enough that we can't stop what we've started, but not so deep that this has to end badly."

"So this doesn't have to end with us…" Rose couldn't finish her thought, but Alice and I knew where she was going with it. She was wondering the same thing I was, were we in any danger of hurting the men we held so dear to our unbeating hearts.

Alice took a deep breath, refusing to answer Rosalie's question directly.

"What I do know is that none of us wants to hurt any of them in any way," she said quietly. "Just keep a hold of that thought."

We all stood in silence, watching the candlelight flicker over each other's faces. Rose took my hand and I heard Alice trying to hide her thoughts from us. We knew our sister. If she was thinking anything that would hurt either one of us she would never let us know. Reaching out in unison, we each took one of Alice's hands and we braced ourselves for the visions.

The first one hit. It was vague and a little blurry. A possibility, albeit an unlikely one, but a possibility none the less. The three of us, standing where we were now. Our eyes wild and bright red. That was all the vision contained, but it was enough.

We all gasped and clamped our hands tighter together.

The second vision hit. This one was much clearer than the last, a better possibility. A decidedly happier vision to say the least, much like the one we had right after we saw them for the first time in the woods. The three of us with our three human men, together and so very happy.

We relaxed a little but Alice squeezed our hands tighter still. She had one more vision to share.

This vision was the clearest of all. The three brothers standing directly in front of us and it was so clear I nearly reached out to touch Edward's face in front of mine. That's when I saw his eyes. The brilliant green had given way to soft amber and his skin was bright white like mine. I watched his lips move as he mouthed 'I love you' to me.

I squeezed Alice's hand as tightly as I could and saw the vision spread over my sisters, each having the identical vision concerning their intended human man.

I held onto that vision. An eternity with my Edward.

"It has to be their choice," Alice whispered, explaining what only she could read in the vision. "This future won't work if it isn't their choice."

The sound of tires turning off of the main road and onto the gravel of our private street snapped us all to attention.

"Rose?" I said, looking her up and down. She was still wearing that god awful negligee.

"I'm on it," I heard on the wind as she rushed up the stairs to change into something a lot less revealing.

"The power?" I wondered out loud.

Alice left, flipped the main power switch off and returned so fast that, to human eyes, she would have only appeared to move a fraction of an inch.

Rosalie appeared between Alice us, a huge grin stretching across her beautiful face.

"Its show time," she said and a loud knock rattled the front door.

EPOV

I couldn't get that girl out of my head. I had dreamed of her every night since I went on that hike with my brothers over a month ago.

Something happened out there in the woods that day, I could feel it in my bones. Something had changed.

I leaned over the front seat of our police truck as we headed out to the old Cullen place. "Hey Jazz, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah man, shoot."

I glanced at Emmett, who appeared to be too wrapped up in singing along to the radio to pay attention to anything I was saying to Jasper.

"Have you felt any different since we got back from that hike last month?"

"Different how?" he asked, turning in his seat.

"I don't know, just different," I said. "I keep dreaming about this girl, and the dreams are so real and vivid that I can't get her out of my head."

Jasper looked at me like he'd just seen a ghost.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing man," Jasper shook his head. "Just, the same thing's been happening to me too."

"Dreams?"

"Yeah," he nodded. "It's always the same girl too," a goofy smile pulled up the side of his mouth as he thought about her. "She's amazing."

We both turned to Emmett, who was staring out of the front window. Apparently he was paying attention to our conversation. He looked like he was too scared to admit that he knew exactly what we were talking about.

"Em, you too?" I asked.

He just nodded, keeping his eyes fixed on the road.

I slid back against the seat. "Whoa…" I whispered, nervously pulling my hands through my hair, "what the hell happened out there?"

"I don't know," Jasper said shaking his head. "But you know what is really freaking me out? The fact that I'm not freaked out at all."

"Yeah," Emmett said, speaking up for the first time. "I know."

We rode in silence for a few minutes, trying to wrap our heads around what was happening.

"Maybe we all have that West Nile Mad Cow Virus or something like that," Emmett said, trying to make some sense out of what was going on with us.

"No, man," Jasper chuckled. "I seriously doubt that."

"Hang on," I said, leaning over the front seat again. "Are we all dreaming about the same girl? Long brown hair?"

Em and Jazz both shook their heads.

"No, short black hair, tiny little thing too," Jasper said with a smile.

A lewd smile spread across Emmett's face, "Tall, blonde and legs for days," he said.

"Hmmm," I wondered. "Maybe Em was onto something; maybe we got bit by some kind of weird bug. We were hiking in an area that we'd never been to before."

"Yeah," Jasper nodded. "We should check for reports, of any kind, from that area when we get back to the station."

We agreed that we had some serious investigating to do and dropped the subject. But the stale air of the vehicle was still charged with the fear and excitement of the unknown.

I sat back against the seat and watched the trees whiz by in the darkness. I could almost see her face in the glass, looking back at me, smiling.

I closed my eyes and thought about the last dream I'd had of her.

She was running naked through the woods and I was chasing her. Her laughter was like bells peeling, melodic and sweet. She ran to a big tree next to the river and leaned her back against it, waiting for me. I slowed to a walk and stood directly in front of her. She touched the middle of my chest with one finger and it was so cold.

I raised the back of my hand to her cheek and caressed her face from her temple to her jaw. Her skin was oddly hard and cold, like she was carved out of marble, but it felt…good.

She felt, right.

"Do you love me Edward?" she asked, her voice, it was almost like she was singing when she was only talking.

"Of course," I answered, without hesitation.

She took my face in her cool hands. "Forever?"

"Forever," I startled myself by mumbling out loud.

"Whatcha dreaming about there buttercup?" Emmett laughed, looking at me in the review mirror.

"Nothing," I cleared my throat and huffed, shaking my head.

Damn it, why did Emmett have to be the one to notice?

"Nothing my ass," he laughed. "You said something about 'forever' and then started grinning like an idiot. I bet he's poppin' some wood back there," he tried to look over his shoulder, into the back seat of the truck and nearly ran us off the side of the road.

"Watch the road, dumb ass," Jasper yelled, gripping the dashboard. He turned around and saw the longing in my eyes. "It was about her, wasn't it?"

"Yeah," I sighed, wishing I could just crawl into a hole to avoid the ridicule I was sure to get from Emmett.

I was more than shocked when all I got was a sympathetic look in the mirror.

"Sorry, Eds, I was just playing," Emmett said with true sincerity.

I nodded and looked to my brother Jasper. "What happens in your dreams Jazz?" I asked.

Jasper cocked an eyebrow at me. "What the hell do think happens, dude, I'm not gonna break down the horny details man, jeeze."

"That's not what I mean," I said, trying to think of a better way to phrase my question. "I know in mine, it's not all sexy and stuff. I mean, don't get me wrong, there is definitely some…"

"Mind blowing dream sex," Emmett interjected.

"Well yeah," I conceded. "But other than that, there is like, love stuff too, ya know?"

Jasper smiled and nodded, "Yeah man, I know."

"Jeeze, listen to you two, you sound like a couple of girls," Emmett said, shaking his head. "You want some horny details Ed, you talk to me man, I'll tell you about some details," he wiggled his eyebrows at me in the mirror. "Not all this love and bringing her roses shit."

Jasper crossed his arms and glared at Emmett, a smile teasing up the side of his face. "Nobody said anything about roses Einstein."

"What? Yeah ya did, one of you did."

"No," I laughed shaking my head. "Nobody said anything about roses dude, that's all you."

Emmett screwed up his face and shook his head. "Pfft, yeah whatever, you two are gay," he mumbled and squared his shoulders. "I'm trying to drive," he said, focusing his attention back onto the dark road.

Jasper and I burst out laughing. Emmett hated to admit that he was secretly a hopeless romantic and now that he'd just given himself up, more or less, he was pissed.

We drove the rest of the twenty minutes in silence, none of us really wanting to admit that we'd completely fallen in love with these dream women.

The headlights of the truck flashed across the front of the old Cullen house. A brand new, jet black Dodge Challenger sat in front of the house.

"Oh, sweet!" Emmett cried his eyes bugging out of his head. "Whoever is in there has some kick ass taste in cars man."

Emmett parked the truck and was about to jump out when Jasper stopped him. "Hang on, I don't think that there is just a bunch of kids messing around in there like dad said, look at that car."

"Jazz has a point," I said. "We could be dealing with some kind of fugitives or something."

I wasn't gonna lie, the thought of fugitives in Forks was beyond exciting. I knew my brothers felt the same way because I saw their eyes light up at the thought of finding something other than a group of stoned, trespassing kids.

"Good call Ed," Emmett said, giving me a nod of approval. "You two take a walk around back while I knock on the door; make sure nobody is trying to duck out the backdoor and make a run for it."

Jasper and I, hands resting on our weapons, made our way around to the back of the big old house. He took the left side around and I took the right. I rounded the corner at the back of the house and saw Jasper standing in the middle of the backyard.

His eyes were dang near bugged out of his head, not blinking, and his mouth was hanging open.

"Jasper, are you alright?" I whispered.

He raised a finger toward the house. "Dude," he squeaked.

I turned and saw the back of the house was entirely made of glass. You could see everything inside. Candlelight flickered all over the house and I could see a couple of shadows moving around.

Then I saw what he was gaping at.

A little sprite of a woman stood at the back window with short black, spiky hair. She looked like she was looking right at Jasper, but there was no way she could see him out there in the dark, no way.

"That's her," he whispered, still gaping and pointing.

"Who?"

"The girl in my dream," he eeked out.

"What?" I couldn't believe what he was saying. I grabbed him by the shoulders and gave him a little shake, and I thought I had it bad. "Look Jazz, it's late and it's dark, maybe…"

"Can I help you officers?"

I stopped talking as soon as I heard the woman's voice. No, not just any voice, her voice.

I gripped Jasper's shoulders and squeezed, almost afraid to turn around.

"Please tell me you just heard that too," I whispered to Jasper.

He nodded his eyes still wide open and unblinking.

I heard her giggle and it nearly brought me to my knees. I gathered up my courage and turned around.

I repeated to myself, in my mind, that it wasn't going to be her. It couldn't be her.

I held my breath and slowly turned. "Shit," I gasped. Jesus, it was her. Standing there on the back porch.

"Hello," she waved, a brilliant smile playing on her gorgeous lips.

"Uh, guys," Emmett's shaky voice squawked out of the radio speaker attached to the shoulder of my jacket. "You might wanna come up here."

I raised a shaking hand to the button. "Yeah," I squeaked.

She giggled again. It sounded like bells tinkling. "Maybe one of you nice gentlemen could help us find the power switch; we've searched for hours and hours and can't seem to find it."

"Yeah," I said.

Jeeze, Edward, can't you say something more intelligent, I thought to myself.

She wrapped a length of long, chestnut brown hair around her finger and twirled it. "I haven't been able to use my blow dryer and I must look like a complete mess."

"No," I shook my head.

She pulled her full bottom lip between her teeth and smiled at me.

Just about that time the lights in the house clicked on. The little dark haired girl bounced out of the house and stood beside the beautiful woman with the long brown hair.

"Hi," she giggled, waving at Jasper. "Would you boys like to come inside out of the cold? We could make you some nice hot coffee for all your trouble."

I looked at Jasper and all he did was nod. I was about to call Emmett on the radio, when I saw him wave to us from inside the house, loping behind a leggy blonde, with his tongue practically hanging out of the side of his mouth like a golden retriever.

"Yeah," I said, again. Great, she must think I'm real intelligent.

I pulled on Jasper's arm and we walked over to the back porch where the two girls were standing.

The little one took Jasper by the arm. "Why don't you come with me," she said, leading him into the house. "My name is Alice."

I was left standing there with my beauty. She was real. And she was standing right here, smiling at me.

I felt the side of my face twitch into a half smile. "H…hi," I stuttered, feeling even more like an idiot. "Edward."

I felt like smacking myself in the forehead. I couldn't even form the words 'my name is'. I just blurted out my name.

She smiled, wrinkling her cute little nose and biting her lip again, probably to stop herself from laughing right in my face.

"Hello Edward, I'm Bella."