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So...let's see where this chapter leads us yeah?

In Chapter 3:

"Isabella Swan, Fall Fairy. Who did this to you? Who changed you? You are fairy, why would someone be so cruel to change you, did they drain your powers? Did they tear your wings before they sucked you dry?" She asked in rapid succession.

There was absolute silence, and for a minute, everyone in the room froze.

"...What?" Alice hissed, confused.

Chapter 4: Cowgirl In The Sand

Everyone was completely silent. Even their thoughts, minus Isabella's. Her thoughts were devastating, tormented.

Aliceeee... poor Alice, who did this to you...?

Maybe you had to be listening to understand quite how tortured poor Isabella was.

"What do you mean I'm fairy? Who are you?" Alice hissed crouching.

Does she have any love in her at all, any light? Bella thought.

Jasper's thoughts were going a million miles an hour images of Alice, during sex...Usually, well always, I would be avoiding these images, but in his thought process he was thinking of Alice's naked back, something I had yet to see, even in a bathing suit. I suppose I never thought about it, but she tended to cover her back at all costs.

In Jasper's thoughts, Alice's back had two scars that were about a foot long and an inch thick running down her back beginning on the inner part of her sharp shoulder blades. Something that was quite interesting, because obviously what ever caused them were inflicted before her change. These should have healed while she was changing. All scars on a vampire were inflicted post change. This was common knowledge. When you were changed your skin was brand new. Brand new and shiny...literally. All of these thoughts were fleeting, because really what Jasper was dealing with was the onslaught of Bella's devastation. Not a second after I came to this conclusion Jasper fell to his knees and started to sob. Before any one could react to Jasper, Bella started to yell.

"Did you do this to her!" She accused everyone. Her voice reached a certain pitch that I think took everyone off guard.

"SILENCE!" Carlisle yelled.

Everyone stood stock still, not moving. Only Bella's wings caused physical noise. They were fluttering wildly in agitation. Everyone's thoughts then decided to make themselves apparent.

Jesus H...(Rosalie)

Who is this poor sweet girl. What is she...?(Esme)

I don't have to be Alice, I could have seen this coming from a mile away. It totes makes sense that she's a fucking fairy...(Emmett)

Pain...constant pain... (Jasper)

What is going on...? (Alice)

Alice, Alice, Mary, Alice... (Isabella)

"Isabella." Carlisle started. I looked over at Isabella, whose wings were still flapping. She was definitely angry. In that moment I noticed something that I don't think I will ever forget and I'm not sure how I didn't see it happen at all. It must have happened during the time that Bella was screaming at everyone. Her overalls had fallen off, leaving her in her tank top and a pair of lacy panties. Her hips, thighs, and feet were covered in the same intricate patterns that her shoulders were. She was floating about four or five inches off the ground now. She can fucking fly, I thought to myself. This women was amazing. Her face was bright red in anger.

"Isabella. Wings away, get down now." Carlisle ordered. His voice was far less compassionate then his thoughts. He was trying to control this situation and was failing miserably.

Her reaction to Carlisle was instantaneous. She descended immediately and her wings dematerialized right away. Although...she did not place her overalls on again. Were fairies used to walking around like this. Maybe it was easier with the wings and all that.

"Sir!" Isabella begged. "Did you do this to her? Did you take her wings, her light?"

"Isabella Swan I told you once that no harm would come from us. Alice arrived to our coven in the fifties with Jasper, her mate." Carlisle explained.

"You did this! You did this to her!" She stalked over to Jasper, who was still sitting on his knees, recovering...

Jasper could not even begin to respond, he looked anguished.

"Excuse me, Isabella is it?" Alice cut in.

Everyone's heads snapped to Alice, who almost until this moment seemed forgotten. That was ironic. Isabella turned towards Alice and gave her the most compassionate look I had seen cross her face yet.

"Alice." She bowed her head. "I am terribly sorry. But I need to know how this happened to you. I can protect you now. Please tell me."

"What are you?...I mean! I know you are fairy. This much is obvious. I didn't know fairies existed until two minutes ago. Can we go for a walk or something?" Alice asked in hushed tones. I'm sure things were getting confused enough...too many cooks in the kitchen an all that. It made sense that Alice would want to hash this out in a better setting. According to everyone's thoughts, including my own, this was not the preferred outcome. We wanted to know what was going on too.

"Of course! Let's go," Isabella complied, taking Alice's hand and looking towards the back door, that was still wide open from Alice's entrance earlier.

They left quickly leaving us all confused. Well maybe everyone, except for Carlisle. He had a lot of explaining to do.

Okay, this is not my favorite chapter at all... I would appreciate reviews though. Thanks to everyone who already has. Now, I'm thinking that I will end up posting sometime tomorrow but I can't guarantee that. Either way, when I post it will be a split chapter. One part Edward and one part Bella's POV and I can guarantee that it will be longer than usual due to the POV split. Anyway, much love to you all and I hope your holiday seasons are going splendidly. The song for this chapter is a Neil Young song, COWGIRL IN THE SAND. Although if you are going to YouTube it to listen in, please look up the City and Colour cover version of it.