A/N: Well I promised I'd update today and here it is. My next update will be on Wednesday if my brother goes snowboarding. I will try my hardest to update, but it's difficult w/only one computer and a computer hogging brother at home. If thats the case the next update will come Friday :( Sorry, I'll try.

Edward's POV

Rage was not the word to describe how I was feeling at the moment. What I was feeling now was beyond rage, I would destroy those filthy dogs; every last one of them, if even a single hair on my sweet Bella's head was harmed. Upon entrance to my home, I was greeted by many disturbed thoughts. Carlisle was the first to meet me in the hall. He did not speak he only thought. I think you had better come into the living room. His solemn thought sent a wave of worry down my body instantly. Did he know something about Bella? I swear I will slaughter those mutts if Bella is harmed! Soon though, I felt a cloud of unwelcome calm come over me.

"Jasper!" I hissed, calm was the last thing I wanted now, for me anyway. I needed to feel the rage so I would not second guess my plans to storm La Push. Swiftly I moved into the open space of the living room as Carlisle had requested. Carlisle had taken his seat with the others; the only one missing was Emmett. I did not think much of his absence and leaned against the wall waiting for Carlisle to start his lecture of how asinine it would be for me to go to La Push. I knew he would not condone it, and personally I did not care.

Before I could make this clear to everyone, the sound of screams disturbed the general quite of the room. Alarm flared threw me as I turned around to see Emmett walk into the living room, he was all grins and balled up in his arms was the lead dog, Sam's mate, Emily. Her marred face was the epitome of fear. "Emmett what did you do?" I demanded, but I found my voice was not unaccompanied. The others had asked the same question.

Emmett set Emily down on the floor "when Alice told me what those mutant wolves had done I decided, an eye for an eye." He announced absolutely, beaming with excitement. I had no idea what I wanted to do more at this point, beat him to dust or go after the werewolves. Carlisle beat me to the punch, though not physically. "Emmett did you not consider the consequence's of taking Sam's mate?" He admonished him.

"He took Edward's" Emmett shot back defensively. "Now it's guaranteed that the wolves will give Bella back, soon they will be at our door begging to negotiate."

My laughter could not be stopped now, though it was bitter. "Ha! Werewolves negotiate? Or even beg?" Despite myself I was laughing so hard and so bitterly that if I could cry a cascade of tears would be falling down my cheeks. "I doubt it." As if to prove this my cell rang, I pulled the silver and black device from my pocket. "What do you want?" I snapped my anger from earlier still remained despite the newest development my anxiousness over our unwanted hostage. I was answered by Sam's excessive shouts into my ear. I had to pull the phone away quickly.

"You've gone to far blood sucker, way to far! The treaty has been broken and now you will all die, painfully and disgracefully just like the scum you are!" Sam fumed on before the line clicked. I don't see why he was so damn upset; his wolves broke the treaty first. But then werewolves seemed to blame everyone but themselves.

"Oh my," Esme cried out faintly, my gaze fell on her. She looked terribly pained. I hated to have let her hear all that. I walked over and knelt down beside my 'mother's' chair "do not worry about a thing, everything will turn out alright." I tried to assure her, but that didn't seem to work. I looked over my shoulder at Jasper who looked stricken. He nodded and I felt the wave of calm engulf the room. Carlisle walked over to Esme and picked her up before sitting where she had sat, now cradling her in his arms. I moved to my grand piano and ran my fingers across the ivories before I settled on playing Bella's lullaby. For a moment I thought I heard Bella calling my name in a tone that was full of fear and pain, I shook my head and sighed. My dear Bella, I will come for you. I promised mentally. I could feel everyone's topaz eyes on me as I continued to play the peaceful melody. They were all thinking as I was, this would not end well for any side.


Bella's POV

Oh I would have liked nothing more then to punch Emmett in the face. How could he have been so thoughtless? Now Sam was fuming, he had just gotten off the phone with one of the Cullen's, I knew that much. My stomach churned at the recent memory of the call the ferocity in Sam's voice as he declared war. War! No, I just couldn't stomach it. People died in wars, my loved ones….Edward…He would most definitely fight. A wave of sickness came over me and I vomited at the thought. Sobs racked my body, this couldn't be happening! I wanted nothing more then to escape now, but the task would not be an easy one as Sam had re-done my binds, and tightly too! At least he had left the sock out of my mouth.

The door slammed open and in walked Jacob looking infuriated, he spotted the mess immediately, I was covered in my own sickness. I must have been a pitiful sight because the look on his face conveyed one of pain and guilt. He immediately left and Leah and Sue Clearwater entered the room after a few quiet words were exchanged outside. "Come on, dear lets get you cleaned up." Sue murmured as Leah untied me once again. Leah was silent, she was not happy, The icy glares she sent me when Sue wasn't looking was testimony to that. I didn't care all I wanted was to leave this place and be in Edward's arms again.

What happened in those next few minutes and the rest of the night, was a complete blur. By now I must have become a zombie, I don't remember getting undressed or being put in the shower, or getting re-dressed. I don't recall a single moment. I must have fallen into to shock and when I came off of it. I was lying in someone's bed. It didn't take long for me to notice Jacob sitting in a chair beside me, looking very worried. "Hey" he said gently, I ignored him. I could not believe all this was happening.

"Don't be mad at me, that damn leech is the one who took Emily, which basically started this whole damn war." Jacob accused tactlessly. I sat up, was he brain dead? Did he not see who really caused this war?

"You idiot, are you blind?" Before he could respond I continued, "Quil and Embry are the ones who took me, they stepped into Forks first and they crossed that line first." I reminded him tersely. "No doubt on your orders you insensitive twit."

"Maybe if you had never dated the blood sucker in the first place, this would never have happened!" Jacob accused now. I could tell he was not happy and he had not taken my name-calling and accusations well. "What do you see in a cold parasite like him anyway?"

"Bite Me," I snapped icily, how dare he ask such a question!

"Sorry, I am not a vampire" Jacob said sarcastically.

"Oh you are just witty aren't you?" I responded to his sarcasm with more icy sarcasm. Jacob stood up abruptly and started for the door. "If you or any of your bird-brained friends harm them I will never forgive you."

Jacob stopped at the door, his hand hovered over the doorknob "I know, but that won't stop us from giving them whats coming to them." He said coldly, "your breakfast is on the nigh stand." He informed me "and don't try to escape you will be caught before you get past the house." He threatened before he left the room.

I stared down at my hands, my vision blurred by incoming tears. I looked over at the tray that held my food and I flung it across the room and screamed Edward's name painfully. The only response I received was the cold laughter of the werewolves just outside the door. This only brought more tears, and more pain as I laid back down into the mattress helplessly. I wanted to die. If Edward were killed, I would die.

For a moment I thought I heard Edward playing the piano, my lullaby. I knew though, that it was all in my head, just like Edward's sweet velvety voice assuring me that he would come for me. Even though it was morning, I cried myself to sleep listening to my lullaby being played inside my head. The feeling of dread, did not leave me, even in my sleep.

Well, thats it again I'll try and update Wednesday if not then Friday. Have a good day, please review, I love your reviews.