Okay, so you're going to hate me for this chapter. I hate myself for it. I already had the whole next chapter planned in my head yesterday and now I had to be the idiot to turn around and change it! I hope it doesn't ruin it for all of you.

Anyway, I'm going to try and post the chapters everyday or less unless something important comes up, so please bare with me if I'm a little slow. Thank you so much for all of your great reviews, you have no idea how much they mean to me and I hope you continue to support me in the future.

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Chapter 3

His lips pressed urgently to mine and I'm sure it would have been quite the show if, after about five minutes, a disgruntled snort came from Emmett's direction, "Sorry to interrupt," he said smirking, "but now's not exactly the best time or place to be doing that," he gestured to the dark room in which we were still residing and then to us.

If I could, I would have been a bright scarlet as I remembered we were not alone. "Oh," I mouthed and unwound my fingers from Edward's hair, reaching down to take his hand instead. "That's right. Um, Emmett?" I remembered my question from earlier that had going unanswered due to my current distraction. He looked over to me questioningly. "Where exactly are we?"

Everyone around me frowned simultaneously. "We're still in the studio, Bella." It was Edward who answered. I shuddered at the memory and Edward wrapped one arm protectively around my waist. "It's okay Bella," he whispered, undoubtedly noticing my tension, "James won't hurt you anymore."

It took me a moment to register his words and I looked up at him confused. He wouldn't hurt me? "Is he just giving up?" That didn't seem likely but I was unable to keep the hope from seeping into my words. Edward's frown deepened and shook his head slowly. "Then, what? Is he just going to torture me more?" This made Edward cringe.

"No, Bella, James is dead." This newfound knowledge made me find myself shuddering again, despite the fact that I could no longer sense cold. I couldn't imagine any of the gentle, loving Cullens committing murder. I looked over to see Alice staring off towards a small plume of purple colored smoke, confirming my suspicions. It had an incense-like smell to it but just the though of James made me want to gag. Just picturing tiny Alice fighting against a monster like James was nightmarish.

"I-Is everyone alright?" I asked quietly, fearing the worst. "Nobody got hurt did they?" Carlisle walked over to me and placed his hand on my shoulder. I flinched slightly, feeling the warmth instead of the usual cold where he touch and he spoke as if he hadn't noticed.

"We aren't hurt." I could hear the words being left out. He wasn't telling the whole thing. I shook my head vigorously, not wanting to picture it but having to know. James and his coven had obviously hurt someone besides me.

"Who was it?" I asked feebly, my tone alight with fear at his words misdirection. Obviously, Edward hadn't wanted me to ask this for he let out a low, menacing hiss in Carlisle's direction, which would have been frightening even to me if I hadn't been so intent on finding out the second meaning to Carlisle's words. Carlisle hadn't intended me to hear his words second meaning either. He looked hesitant for a moment and at last someone sighed, breaking the silence. I looked over to see that it was Emmett and when I turned to face Carlisle again, he was pretending to have an intense obsession with drifting dust particles along with the rest of the family, including Emmett.

"Well..." he paused short after a glare from Edward. "I don't think I should be the one telling you this," his gaze traveled to meet my eyes for a moment and then returned to traveling around the dark room, back to the dust particles.

"Emmett..." I said in an authoritative, much like the one Renee always used when yelling at me the few times I refused my chores. It was truly frightening when it came out, and Emmett flinched back into Rosalie who was glaring at me with profound disgust. I could taste the venom that filled my mouth and swallowed quickly. "Tell me who it was." I spat out firmly. "I don't care who tells me but please, someone just tell me!" I was pleading now, and my random mood swings surprised me.

I noticed that Carlisle had moved back and now stood in front of Esme in a protective posture. Was I losing control? I took a deep breath to calm myself down and it worked. Jasper was staring at me with such confusion it almost made me laugh. "How are you doing it?" he asked suddenly, eyeing me with speculation.

"Doing what?" I said, irritated that he was changing the subject. I would get it out of them though. I didn't mind a few moments wait. I leaned back into Edward's lap and he cradled me there. "The only thing I'm doing right now is trying to find out what happened." I could feel my anger rising and took another deep breath.

"That!" Jasper said startled. I could tell that everyone else was just as confused as I was, except Edward who appeared somewhat smug now that the subject had changed. "Your moods! You're controlling them like no other newborn I've heard of!" An astonished look grew on everyone's faces. "Whenever you get mad, you can calm yourself down in an instant, most century old vampires can't even do that! It's amazing." I would've blushed from the flattery if that ability hadn't been lost to me but in my current confused and somewhat angry state, all I could do was stare.

"Well, I wouldn't be getting angry if you'd just tell me what the hell's going on!" I retorted, anger rising once again. "Please don't avoid the subject just to protect me. I need to know!" I pleaded, the fear steadily rising with my anger.

"Bella, do you remember Victoria?" Emmett questioned suddenly. I hoped he was still on the same subject or I would have to beat the pulp out of him. However, Victoria didn't seem like a good subject changer to me.

"How could I forget her?" The flaming red hair, glistening teeth, dangerous eyes. "She was James' mate, wasn't she?" I asked looking at Edward who simply nodded.

"Yes, and when she had heard that James had died she had originally sought to kill you in Edward's stead. A mate for a mate, I suppose." I cringed but he continued. "Well, when she found out that you had...changed, she chose a different route," he explained carefully. The horror grew infinitesimally on my face.

"Please just tell me Emmett! I can't stand this!" I pleaded and Edward held me tighter, bracing me for whatever horrible news they were obviously going to give me.

"Bella, Charlie's dead."

GAH! I HATE MYSELF SO MUCH FOR EVEN THINKING OF THAT!! I hope you don't hate me for killing Charlie but I couldn't picture Charlie at Bella's funeral. He just seemed to...tough, and it would've been heartless if he just stood there and looked at her casket. I wasn't going to just copy Breaking Dawn so I decided to do this. Please tell me what you thought of it and if I should keep going.