A/N: So what does everyone think about my last chapter? I personally found the cliffy very amusing at the end, but then a gain, I wrote it…

haha! Anyway…

Winners Are:

Game One: Beka Cooper, edward-and-bella-forever,

It was Pieces of Me but Ashlee Simpson

Quote of the Chapter: "Don't Chase What You Can't Catch..."

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Chapter Twenty-Two:

Gone Without a Trace

Creesia POV:

After our family beach fun night, I slept through the night until late morning. When I got up however, no one was around. I looked everywhere, but no one was in the house. This was odd, even on a normal day. I called Embry, Sam was my first choice, but he was with Emily, and Jake was still uneasy. Anyway, I liked Embry the best! (A/N: as do I for some reason…)

I found his name in seconds and he picked up after a gazillion rings.

"Hullo?" he sounded half asleep. And then it hit me! He was out running all night, and he was at the party with us before that! Crap! I thought.

I answered anyway. "Uncle Embry? I'm sorry I woke you up, but there's no one in my house. I was going to ask if you've seen them lately, but since you were asleep, I guess you haven't." I felt so horrible for getting him up, but I needed to know.

Now he was wide-awake. "Creesia, don't worry about me, I've slept less before. I'm more worried about you my dear. My guess is that they went hunting, but that's odd. I would've guessed they would've told you if they were. No worries, I'll be over in a minute. But do me a favor? I'm sure your wonderful mother has a closet full of 'doggie' clothes and if you can find it, just please toss a pair of cut-offs on the front porch. Look for a note in the kitchen or somewhere obvious, if you don't find one, we'll worry then."

"Thanks Uncle Embry. I'll do what you said." He hung up then, and I found a pair of cut-offs for him to wear, as well as a note on the kitchen table. If I were smart, I'd have looked before bugging my uncle, but whatever.

Sure enough, the note read:

Creesia, we all left to go hunting late last night. You were sleeping, and we didn't want to bother you. We should be back before four, okay? If you don't want to be left alone, just call Grandpa Charlie or someone from La Push. Love you! –Everyone

Well that explained a lot. It was about 11am, so I had about six hours alone with Embry. Just then, I heard someone at the front door.

"Embry! I'll be there in a minute." I walked as fast as I possibly could to the door. But who stood there wasn't my incessantly tall uncle, but a girl with red eyes, and short-ish hair.

"Hello Creesia. Is your family around?" she asked. I didn't remember her, and I wasn't about to tell her that they weren't, so I lied.

"Well, no one is in the house, but my uncle will be here, right about now." I said, thankful that Embry came out of the woods in that second.

"Hey, little C. Who's your friend?" He asked, and then he saw her eyes. In a flash he was in front of me, snarling viciously at the girl, who looked at him, seemingly deep in thought. I was thankful Chris thought to make the werewolves (including Emily, Charlie and I) immune to other vampires. She looked mad, but just sniggered.

"Creesia, I suggest you come to Volterra with me. Aro wishes you to be in his presence, and I don't want to disappoint him. Besides, if you don't come with me, I'll kill you and your little doggie family." I blanched. Embry was still snarling in front of me, but just then he threw something in the house.

I saw Embry shaking violently, but I still had to negotiate something with this little she-witch. "I'll go, so long as Embry here can accompany me. Think of it this way, Aro is very easily amused, and you'd look so good bringing in a werewolf and me to see him. Think of the possibilities!" She wavered, and then nodded.

"Fine, bring him. But if he phases, then you're dead." He nodded, as did I. We then followed her to the waiting helicopter. I tried to fight it, but the tears ran silently down my cheeks as the plane took off.

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A/N: ooooo! Another cliffy! I finally decided on how to write my amazing twist to my lovely story. But anyway, I have a game for you.

Game One: Who came to 'collect' Creesia?

Update in about ten minutes!

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