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Ug! Being a part of anything having to do with Emmett and revenge was never a good thing, and I could only imagine what twisted ideas Emmett had come with. Apparently, though, they involved kidnapping me and running through the woods.

"Where are you taking me, and what are you going to do?" I shouted over the rushing wind that came with a running vampire. I didn't need to yell, I was sure Emmett could have heard me just fine if I whispered.

"This is my revenge," he explained, "I'm going to hold you hostage. Don't worry, Rose is at the secret location and we'll take care of you while you're sick, but we won't let Eddy near. He'll go nuts." Emmett cackled and I couldn't help but to join in. I was a little worried about Rosalie being wherever we were going, but I knew Emmett wouldn't let anything really terrible happen to me.

"How are you keeping you plan a secret from him?" I asked. Whenever Emmett wanted to hide something, the way he did it was always comical.

"I'm singing 'I Kissed a Girl' in Portuguese," he answered, "Edward hates that song, because so many people have it stuck in their heads and he hears it constantly. He also has an issue with Portuguese, for reasons unknown to me." We both laughed, and he picked up speed. We ran for about twenty minutes, and then we came to a half-destroyed house.

"Where are we?" I asked as Emmett carried me inside. The inside didn't look ruined, it was actually really fancy. Someone had set up the couch for me with blankets and pillows, and there was a mug of hot chocolate waiting.

"This was an anniversary gift from Esme," Emmett said, putting me on the couch, "for me and Rosalie. We pretended to be a married couple the first time we lived in Forks, and so we got this place. We had a little too much fun breaking it in, though." He grinned sheepishly, then continued, "but we figured it would be a waste to get the house fixed, because it probably will just wind up in the same state in a few days."

I blushed when I realized what Emmett meant by "breaking it in", and turned away. I love my big brother figure heaps, but that was just way too much information.

"Go to sleep Bella," he encouraged. I didn't need telling twice. I shut my eyes and drifted off easily. After all, it had been a really tiring day.

The next morning, I woke up to growls and shouts. Edward, it seemed had tracked down Emmett's hiding place, and was quite unhappy.

They were fighting loudly in the front yard, and Rosalie was standing next to the couch with a tray.

"Here, "she said, handing it to me roughly, "Edward would burn us if we let you starve." I was a little worried about eating the Lucky Charms, scared the blonde might have done something to them, but decided to chance it when my stomach growled. Apparently, I'd slept through dinner last night, because I didn't remember eating anything more than Esme's soup yesterday for lunch. The boys were still going at it in the yard; I could hear them from the living room.

"I'm not going to surrender the hostage," Emmett screamed, then I heard a bang. I guessed either he hit Edward or Edward didn't like the fact that I was a hostage and had hit Emmett.

"Give me Bella," Edward demanded, "Seriously, Emmett, I need to make sure she's ok."

"She's fine," Emmett replied, "We've been having fun; you're right, by the way, she is amusing when she sleeps. Rose is taking care of her. And you can't have her."

"Get him, Edward," I called, secretly wanting to get away from Rosalie's glares. They were making me uncomfortable, like she'd be able to murder me if she didn't stop.

I heard a deep "Ouch", and then Edward ran into the room and picked me up.

"You're safe now love," he said, kissing me lightly. My heart went into overdrive, and I was sure he could hear it, because he stopped.

"We don't want you to overexert yourself while you're sick," Edward teased. We arrived at the main Cullen house quickly, and I was once again taken to Edward's bedroom.

"Take this again," he ordered, handing me another Brazilian tablet and some parecetomol, along with a glass of water. I swallowed quickly, and then we snuggled up to finally watch Beauty and the Beast.

We were about half way into the movie when Carlisle came in.