Chapter 30: Wedding Rehearsal Blunder

Bella sighed as she was trying to get Liam into his clothes. "Alice, how are you doing with Alana?" Bella asked.

"Done!" Alice announced.

Turning around, the young woman's mouth dropped. "Alice!" she exclaimed.

"What? Don't you think she's cute?" Alice asked.

"She looks like Little Bo Beep!" Bella exclaimed.

"Oh she does not," Alice, answered.

Bella walked over and held up the little sheep that was attached to the skirt of the dress Alana was wearing. "I rest my case," she commented.

"Bella, don't ruin all of my fun with my niece," Alice pouted.

Bella sighed before lifting Liam up into her arms. Liam let out a little noise before resting his little head onto his mother's shoulder. Bella smiled, rubbing her three-month-old son's back gently. Kissing the top of his dark head, she swayed a little with him in her arms. "Come on we're going to be late," Alice, informed. Nodding her head slowly, Bella followed Alice out.

Emmett sighed as he got out of the showers after practicing. "Hey Emmett, good luck tomorrow," his friend, Keith, called.

"Thanks Keith," Emmett answered.

After changing back into his clothes, he grabbed his duffel. He reached into his jacket to grab his keys when he realized his keys weren't in his pocket. "What the hell…" he muttered. Reaching under the bench, he felt around to see if his keys had dropped on the floor. Reaching into his locker, he looked around to see if he had missed his jacket pocket and the keys landed in the bottom.

Just as he went to stand up, something hard and heavy hit him on the back of his head and his entire world went black.

Bella sighed as she stood in the gardens where the wedding was going to take place. Liam was beginning to fuss, pulling on the necklace around his mother's neck. "What's the matter sweetheart?" she asked quietly, kissing his forehead gently. She rocked him back and forth, as she looked around. "Where's your daddy at huh?" she murmured.

"Bella, where's Emmett?" Alice asked walking over.

"I don't know, I tried calling his phone but it went straight to voicemail. He usually turns it back on after he's done with baseball practice," Bella replied.

Alana was in her stroller fussing as well. "And the twins just won't stop fussing," she murmured. Bella looked up when she saw Keith. "Keith!" she called.

"Hey Bells, where's Emmett at?" Keith asked.

"I was hoping you knew," Bella replied.

"I saw him in the locker room, I had to run back home to pick up the wife. I thought he'd be here by now," Keith commented.

Bella's heart began to beat hard and fast into her chest. "Alice where's my dad?" she asked.

"He's over at the end of the aisle waiting," Alice replied.

Placing Liam into her arms, Bella hurried over to her father. "Dad," she called.

"Emmett here?" Charlie asked.

"No, dad, something's wrong," she replied.

Bella let out a gasp when her phone suddenly went off. Holding it up, she saw that it was a text message from a private name and private number that read:

You will never see him again.

Reading the text, Bella's legs suddenly gave out from under her. Moving as fast as he could, Charlie grabbed his daughter around her waist as she collapsed, the phone dropping from her hand. "DR. CULLEN!" Charlie called as his daughter lost consciousness.

Emmett woke up to a throbbing headache. "Shit, what the hell hit me?" he muttered. Moving to touch his head, he suddenly realized he couldn't move his arms at all. Looking up, his arms were chained above his head. "Dammit," he muttered, tugging hard at his restraints, but they didn't even budge. He looked around; he was in a room that was only lit by a dim lamp. "Where am I the house of horrors?" he muttered.

"No but you'll wish you were," a voice commented.

Looking around, he saw a dark figure standing in the corner. "Who the hell are you?" he demanded.

"You don't know me, but your precious Bella does," his kidnapper informed.

"Again, who the hell are you?" Emmett repeated.

Chuckling evilly, the person turned the light up another notch, revealing a man with icy blue eyes, sandy-blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail, wearing black boots, torn blue jeans, a black t-shirt, and a brown leather jacket. "James, nice to finally meet you Emmett," he commented with a sneer. Emmett glared at him, his blood boiling.

"You're the one who almost beat Bella to death when she was only twelve!" he snapped.

"No that wasn't me, that was Victoria," James replied simply, shrugging his shoulders.

Emmett struggled a little harder against his restraints. "Why the hell am I here?" he demanded.

"You were in my way," James replied conversationally.

"Of what?" Emmett demanded.

"You were taking what is rightfully mine. You were going to ruin a fourteen-year-old plan!" James snapped.

Emmett stared at him as if the man had grown a second head on his shoulder. Before he could react, James reeled a fist back, punching him in right in the stomach. The young man gasped for air as the air was literally knocked from his lungs. If it weren't for the chains, he would've collapsed to his knees. "A plan I have started fourteen years ago almost ruined because of you!" he snapped. Before Emmett could react, James punched him in the face.

Back at the Cullen house, Bella was curled up on what used to be Emmett's bed, trying to catch her breath from all the sobbing she had done. Charlie was downstairs contacting anyone and everyone who could give any kind of information whatsoever. "Bella…" Sue said softly, stroking her stepdaughter's hair. Bella was silent, staring at the far wall. "Bella, talk to me sweetheart," she said quietly.

"I want to see my kids," was Bella's only answer.

Sue sighed as she placed the twins in front of Bella. Sitting up, Bella pushed her hair from her eyes looking at her sleeping children. Carefully lifting them both up, she cuddled them close. "Daddy's okay, he has to be okay," she whispered. The more she thought about Emmett, the more she began to fall apart. Without hurting the babies, she curled up a little, holding them close as she cried herself to sleep.