Disclaimer: All the lovely characters in this belong to Stephanie Myers. I am only borrowing them for my entertainment, and of course, yours.

"Alice?" I called through the house. I hadn't seen any of the cars in the driveway, but she had sent me a cryptic text earlier telling me to meet her at her house at precisely three in the afternoon. With Alice, you never know what to expect – that much I have learned. "Anybody home?" I called out being a bit rhetorical. I didn't actually expect an answer.

"You got the typical cryptic text to, huh?" It was Edward's voice that came from no where making me jump out of my skin. I heard him give a slight chuckle. "Alice likes to do this from time to time. Ten bucks says Emmett and Rosalie walk in next." I brought my eyebrows together in confusion following Edward into the living room.

"What do you mean, does this?" Edward fell into the couch bringing the guitar into his lap mindlessly playing. Can this man do everything? He even looked like a God sitting on a couch, and the way his fingers effortlessly danced around the guitar made me go weak in the knees. You know what they say about men that play an instrument.

"She sends us all cryptic texts about what time to show up. I've been here since 2:30. Welcome to Murder Mystery night at the Whitlock's." He sounded more annoyed at this point than enthused. "Emmett, Rosalie, Carlisle, and Esme will join us, and of course, they'll be followed by Alice and Jasper." I raised a single eyebrow. "One will be poisoned and die within the night. The murderer is in the room, but who? No one knows." Okay, I had to admit it, he was making me giggle at his theatricals.

"If you hate it so much why do you come?" The obvious thing for him to do would be not to show up. I'm sure he could come up with an excuse not to come. Besides, he's a grown man, if he doesn't want to be here he doesn't have to be.

"Alice asks – in her demanding little ways." Like clockwork I heard a car pull into the driveway. "Probably Esme, or Carlisle. Rosalie never shows up till 3:30, and where there is Rosalie, there is Emmett." He explained pointing to the stack of envelopes. "Alice and Jasper will arrive in character. "I'm suppose to tell you to go into the bathroom to find your costume and your envelope."

Miss Isabella Swan (Open me – if you dare.) I couldn't help but give a small chuckle as I looked around the bathroom seeing a purple mini-dress that looked extravagant.

Character:

Trish Trinket – The Made of Honor: As the best friend of the bride, Trisha will do anything to insure Becky's happiness on her wedding day. Trisha knows Becky would do anything for Trisha in return – and possibly already has.

Plot:

Your presence in requested to celebrate the union of Becky Giovanni to Stanley Simpson with a wedding reception you won't soon forget. As family and friends come together for a night of food and fun, it will quickly turn into a night of mystery and mayhem – leaving one of the guests murdered! And you and your guests are left to solve the crime…

"This dress is really cute though," I walk out of the bathroom finding everyone in the room already dressed standing in a circle. Rosalie wrapped up in Emmett's arms, Esme on the floor on her knees, and Carlisle standing next to Edward their faces stern – and I know the party has begun…

"She's…" Esme looked up to me, "she's dead." Her voice was barely louder than a whisper. I looked at the body seeing Alice lying on the ground. Clearly she wasn't dead – she was breathing. But I knew I was meant to play along…

"So, what do you think of the Whitlock Murder Mystery nights?" Alice asked pouring two glasses of wine. One was for Edward, and the other was for herself. I'd discovered I didn't like wine much.

"It was actually fun." I grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge as we made our way back to the boys. Emmett, Rosalie, Carlisle, and Esme all left almost as soon as the mystery was solved. Esme said it was because she had to get up in the morning, and since they all carpooled, everyone left.

"Well what are we doing?" Alice questioned seeing Jasper sitting at the computer desk. "I thought I told you no work tonight." She handed Edward his wine glass and leaned over kissing Jasper on the neck laying her head on his shoulders.

"It's not work," he shrugged his shoulders. "I'm helping Edward look at housing in Seattle." Alice raised a single eyebrow in his direction.

"I've been offered a job at the hospital. I'm taking it, but I'm not going to commute four hours every single day of my life. It makes more sense to move there. In Seattle there are more opportunities. Besides, when you have your little Seattle trips you'll have a place to crash." Edward shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal. Alice clearly thought otherwise. She was looked at him like he had finally lost all of his marbles.

"What about our family weekends?" Alice sounded horrified.

"I'll still come down for dinner, and I'll spend the night either here or at mom's. But Alice, you couldn't honestly expect me to turn down Seattle just because I might miss out on a few things." Alice gave a sigh knowing she was being selfish.

"When do we lose you?" It looked like she was about to cry.

"Oh, don't be so melodramatic. You're not loosing me." He rolled his eyes wrapping his sister up in a hug. "You are, however, losing me now. I'm dead on my feet I should head home." Alice gave a little sniffle.

"Are you okay to drive?" Edward rolled his eyes making a beeline for the door.

"Perfectly fine." He said with a light smile.

"On that note, I should probably go to. I have to be awake early in the morning." It was a complete lie. I didn't have a thing to do tomorrow, but I wasn't about to stay here while Alice is emotional about her brother moving away. I loved Alice to death, but it wasn't like he was moving across the world. He was still in the same state.

"You two drive safe the roads are going to be slick," Alice called out. It was raining, as usual. But this was the first rain of the season, and it was only a light sprinkle. The oil was going to come out of the road and make everything slippery. Every year this happens, and every year there's at least one accident.

"Sure thing," Edward waved her off getting in his car after I'd gotten in mine.

"Shit," I whispered trying to start the car. "Come on," I turned the key again hoping it would start. It gave a little bit of a wheeze before dying again.

"You're staying with Emmett?" Edward called out. I only shook my head in response. "I'll give you a ride. Emmett and I will come over tomorrow morning and see what's up." He offered leaning over and opening the passenger door for me.

A/N: I thought a murder mystery night would bring a little something to the table. It kind of helps you lean a little more about Alice and all her little quarks. You know, she likes her family, likes spending time with them, sets up entire nights dedicated to them. Family oriented. I guess that's what I was trying to showcase with that - not sure how well that took.

Of course, I also had to give Bella a bit of trouble with her car because - well - Bella's cars are always trouble :p

The next chapter is the chapter you have all been waiting for: It's the chapter featuring Edward. It's going to be all about Edward & Bella. No Alice, no Esme, no Carlisle, no Emmett, no Rosalie. Who doesn't love a little Edward & Bella time?

Let me know what you think about this chapter & let me know what you think the next chapter has in store for you. :D