Crap, I just had a lot to write here. It was written, and then I had to go look at something else and then BOOM, it's gone. Isn't that LOVELY? No, it's not, it's very...unlovely? If that's even a word.

As I was going to say, I had a whole paragraph that was amazing, but I can't remember what it was...I hate to admit this, but I have always wanted to be one of those people thanking their readers for their hundredth or thousandth review. I can always picture them standing on a stage, receiving bouqets of roses in a packed stadium with the crowd's applause. I'm more like one of those people in the run-down comedy club at two o'clock in the morning and the only people left are the bartenders and the lone drunks and they are so wasted they can't even clap to a steady beat. That's me. Poor me. But, to look on the bright side, I am now hoping for my FIFTH review on this story! Yeah! WOOO! FIVE! -does happy dance but then realizes she's all alone- That's five more than I could have had....or 995 less than I could have right now, whichever way you decide to look at it. I don't even have to explain my whereabouts when my updates come months apart...Why? I'll tell you...NO ONE CARES....?! Well, they do, but I have to be dramatic to get my point across.

I don't ask for much. I just like a review...or ten...it's up to you. Maybe I shouldn't beg anymore. Maybe I should cut out the author's note altogether. A little criticizm, help, appreciation, or a pat on the back...just something to let me know the Apocalypse hasn't occured while I write this. This is sad, I know. Most of you who DO care are sitting with boxes of Kleenex's, chocolate, and watching Sleepless in Seattle or The Notebook right now to help you over the grief...well that's what I'm picturing. If I'm wrong, don't correct me; I like my fantasies. But you couldn't correct me anyway since you DON'T review! Sorry, that had to be the last one...for this chapter.

So...this chapter is in Emmett's POV after he caught up with Bella. Hope you like it.

I gave her my word. I can't think. I can't decide anything. I'm trapped inside my own head. I don't have to run. You know, take a look at the woods around. Hey, that's such a nice tree. You are such a good tree, standing there, with your beauty…giving off oxygen and all. I smacked myself, bringing back reality. I just saw Bella. She's more than likely not going to come back for a while. I know how she gets when she has those little fits of hers. This isn't a normal fit; it's a full-blown meteorite full of fury. Hmm? I can't fix this. I can't think about this, or I'll give it away and Bella will be sure to kill me in some medieval torturous way that brings as much pain as possible.

I should have just fought her and got it all over with.

I continued walking toward the house. Not really walking, but walking for vampires.

Why did I have to be the liberator? I'm supposed to be the silly voice of reason everyone loves to hate. Was it a far fetch for me to think that a little thing like moving furniture back in its proper place would set a hormonal woman off? No, it wasn't. But I, being the nice guy I am, have to go make it right. Now I have to deal with this.

I like Bella. She's hilarious. Much better than T.V. She's a Cullen. She has to stay a Cullen.

What's Eddie's problem? Jeez, yeah, he's a little hotheaded and super overbearing, but flat out pushing Bella over the edge is a little extreme even for my suicidal brother.

He's probably ticked he lost the bet on the Derby. Jasper kicked our butts. That's it, the one time he decides to join in, he loses, big time. Hey, I lost a pretty penny too, but I didn't give Rose the silent treatment. She didn't care. It's all our money anyway, it just changed hands.

I could smell the house as I jogged toward it. Forget. Forget. Forget. Rose. Rose. Rose. Ooh, I like it.

Edward, you sly dog. Eager beaver much?

"Where is she? Is she okay?" He was urgent, but not as much as I would expect.

"Go inside. I want to tell everyone, and I don't want to say it again."

"Don't make me, Emmett." He hissed.

"Go ahead, but I don't think you'll like what you see. And besides you're going to hear exactly what everyone else is going to hear only a few seconds earlier." Wow, good job. Tell him the truth. Face him with the facts. Mostly I didn't have the perfect thing to say yet. I needed those extra seconds to come up with a plausible explanation.

Carlisle and Esme sat on the couch, staring blankly at the turned off television set. Esme had her fingernails up to her mouth, but she didn't nervously bite at them. Alice would be furious if she messed up her perfect manicure. Carlisle looked older and his head hung low.

Alice and Jasper clung to each other and sat towards the middle of the stairwell. Alice was rocking slightly and had indecision in her eye. She knew she could, at any moment, see what Bella was going to do, and intervene, but she waited. On me. They all waited for me. Jasper never took his eyes off of Alice, as he held her steady.

Rose stood at the top of the stairs on the second floor and I met her eyes last, knowing what they would bring. Her eyes would make me melt. She would make me spill. She click-clacked down the stairs in her high heels and stomped into the kitchen.

Everyone prepared for the worst.

I knew Edward had told Alice to find Bella, and she said no. Bella and her were close. Sisters. Alice wouldn't do anything to upset her until she knew the facts. She relied more on her intuition now rather than her ability.

I heard the big door slam behind me and Edward's usually subtle steps were deliberate and loud. "Well…?"

"Can everyone—"

"Shut up! I don't care if everyone hears this or not. We all have profoundly acute hearing and you want us all to come into one room? I doubt anyone will miss it! Spit it out!" His 19th century voice was more demanding than I had heard in a long while.

"Edward!" Carlisle interrupted. "Emmett went out to find Bella and you treat him like this? Not in my house. We respect each other." He and Esme clutched each other tighter and Esme looked even more worried.

Normally he wouldn't have gotten away with saying that to me without a fight till the brink of death, but I let him slide. Carlisle understood we were brothers and brothers fight, but this was different.

Before I could even say anything Edward had to butt in again. "Did you find her?" He said with a false sense of serenity.

"Yeah—"

"And…?"

I was beginning to get angry.

Rose saw my muscles in my body cringe and she rushed from the kitchen to my side. "Edward, shut up! He's trying to say it, would you hush for two seconds?"

I shot a thank you glance at my wife as I caught a sight of Alice still rocking. "Yeah, I saw her. No, she's not coming back."

Rosalie's grip tightened on my arm, preparing for the wrath of Edward.

Instead of lurching at me, Edward didn't seem to register.

"I wasn't going to bring her back, caveman-style. I let her go. I talked to her. She said she needed time. I don't blame her. Edward, you're not being yourself. I don't know what your problem is, but it needs to stop. You totally ignore her. She wants to be your wife. She can't if the communication doesn't go both ways. Yeah, I know Rose and I aren't the poster children for a perfect relationship, but at least I let her in." Rose smiled at me, and hugged my arm tighter.

"Where is she?" Edward growled.

"I don't know. I didn't ask. She's her own person. She makes her own decisions." I stood up straighter. Rosalie relinquished her grip on my arm. I knew Edward would definitely not like hearing that I didn't bother to ask. She could have gone anywhere. Paris. Tokyo. Tulsa, Oklahoma. Anywhere.

Carlisle saw the look in Edward's eyes and called him out on it. "Edward come here!"

I thought about fish at the aquarium. "Nice screen saver huh? Go." I waved my arm to where Carlisle was standing and Esme was still sitting.

Edward's eyes cut to where Carlisle stood. Their demeanor mirrored each other. "Do not read his mind! He made a promise to Bella and I would like it if everyone here would respect her decision to take some time. She still has human emotions, we all do. Everyone needs time every now and again. Alice, leave her out."

For the first time Alice said something. "She doesn't want me to know. She doesn't want any of us to know. I'm not going against that. Edward, have some decency and give her some privacy, please."

Carlisle continued. "Edward, no mind reading, got it?"

Edward was the odd one out. We all stood on Bella's side. He was too; he just went about it the completely wrong way.

Esme chimed in. Her voice was shrill and commanding. "Edward?"

Without words Edward whirled around and stormed upstairs into his room. Jasper had to move to the complete other side to avoid a collision. We heard papers shuffling and books falling. If he was destroying his room he knew he would have to clean it up eventually.

Finally he reappeared with a briefcase he had been seen with a lot lately.

"Here." He chucked it at me. The leather binding made a dull thud on the hardwood floor.

"What?" I looked at the black box that lay at my feet.

"Open it. It explains everything. I wanted to do this on my own, but with a house as small as this, and a family as big and nosy as this, guess I can't huh?" The resentment from his anger oozed through his gritted teeth.

I picked the briefcase up and walked into the dining room to the table. I opened the accordion-style, Italian leather bound, metal clasped briefcase. Inside were papers. "So?"

"Read them. Never mind, give me that." Edward snatched the whole case from my hands and ripped out papers. "Carlisle, here."

I turned to see Carlisle, Esme, Rose, Jasper, and Alice all standing behind me, slowly moving around the table.

"Edward—"

"Go on, read it out loud. We all have to know everything so I can get my wife back."

"It's a warrant for your arrest." Carlisle read on. "Edward Cullen is hereby being put into the custody of the sate of Washington until the investigation for the murder of Corey Witherspoon is concluded." Carlisle looked up. Edward was sitting in one of the chairs with his head in his hands. "Corey? Isn't that the guy who was following you around?"

"Yes."

"And how did he die?" Carlisle asked, seeming like it was an attorney/client meeting with no one else in the room.

"Stabbed."

"Why are—"

Edward stood up and walked away. "I don't know! What do you think I am trying to do?"

"Son, you could have came to us, I have law experience, I can help. I don't want you to feel trapped." Carlisle clung to Esme again, still clutching the paper.

"I can fix this."

"God, Edward, Stop being so stubborn! You need help. You can't do everything yourself!" Alice screamed and ran out of the dining room.

"Now we have to move again." Jasper said under his breath and followed Alice.

Carlisle ignored Alice and Jasper's abrupt exit. "How did you get out of jail?"

"They didn't have enough sufficient evidence to hold me."

"What did they have?"

Edward hung his head down and rubbed his hand like Bella would normally do if she were here. "Testimony."

Everyone who remained, were taken aback by the comment. Edward wasn't one to be mistaken by anyone for anyone. We all were unique. "Edward…" I started.

"No. I didn't do it! Yes, I have anger issues but taking a human life like that is despicable!" He retorted.

I had to ask the obvious. No one else would. "I wasn't going to ask that. Who said they saw you?"

The look on Edward's face wasn't one any of the family was happy to see. "It's not just one, it's…all it…it's revenge." He finished and the statement sounded so unsure, so unbelievable, it should have had a question mark to conclude.

Alice was the one to pipe up. "Revenge? Who wants revenge against us, we haven't hurt anyone. No one really cares about us."

Jasper sucked in a deep breath and ushered Alice out of the room. Rose caught Jasper's slight movement and rubbed her lips together and put her hands on her hips. "Edward. What is it? Who is it? How come he knows and the rest of us doesn't?"

"Tell us, please, Edward. Who?" Carlisle begged.

"For God's sake! It's the Volturi! They want revenge! They want us! They want Edward! They're mad because we beat them! No one else has beat them, and no one else ever will again, they will make sure of it! They want us to suffer after being so prosperous so they decide to get one of their precious cronies to play the concerned citizen! God, it makes me sick!" Jasper's hands flew in the air as he ran back into the room just long enough to explain. We all felt the angst, anger, disgust, and helplessness Jasper was feeling at the moment. Alice stormed back and dragged Jasper away. We all heard the front door open and close, along with the rustle of leaves. The further Jasper ran away, the further away the feelings he dispelled. Minus the same feeling each of us had at that moment.

Edward looked after Jasper and Alice as they fled to who knows where. The way he held himself made me, as well as Carlisle, Esme, and Rose, feel he couldn't look at us. That was all we needed to verify what Jasper said.

I finally understood why Bella left. If he couldn't look at his own family, the ones who have always been there, how was he going to explain this to the woman who adored him? He didn't look at her because he couldn't. He didn't say anything because he didn't know how. He let her go because that's the only thing that he thought could save her.

No sadness or pleading here, I promise.

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