Everything I've Dreamed of and Crash!

It was the closest to sleeping I could get. My eyes closed, my breathing steady. I felt calm and relaxed and let my mind wander through thoughts. I never lost consionsness, and my senses were still hyper-aware. I could smell the scent of flowers around the house, the salt water just outside, Emmett's skin. I could hear the ocean, my breathing, his breathing, the wind. I could feel the smooth sheets, cold against my skin, for I was forever cold. I could feel his hand lightly tracing on my cheek, sending electric shocks into my very bones. I opened my eyes, not being able to take the darkness any longer. I smiled as soon as I found his face, which wasn't hard, for it was right there. I pulled myself into him, barying my face in his bare chest. We stayed silent again, pretending to know what sleep felt like.

*****

"Emmett! You're so immature!" I giggled as we raced across the ocean towards Isle Esme. We had been out boating for a while.

"Hey! It's gross! Okay!? Think about it! If Bella and Edward get married, she'll be my sister in-law. Which means you'll be my great grandmother in-law!" I rolled my eyes as the boat's engine slowly died.

"What if we were to get married? Then Bella would be your step great grandaughter." I laughed looking back at him. It seemed-by his embarassed expression-that his mind only registered my question. I then realized how awkward I had made it. Shit.

"Uhm, not saying we will. I mean..." I gave up trying to explain myself and leaped out of the boat. I began walking up the dock as the setting sun gleamed onto the house. As I wandered into one of the rooms and shut the door, I sat down in one of the chairs. I then began to wonder...why did that seem so awkward? We had been engaged before. Maybe it was because it had been so long. But, it's not like we were just friends. No...we deffinetly weren't. The time we had spent on the island had changed our slow approach. I went to grasp at my left hand when I realized my usual comfort wasn't gracing my finger. I had taken it off earlier. I ran to the door and opened it up, Emmett stood there once again, startled by it opening.

"Are you psychic or something?" He asked. I smiled shyly.

"Look, I'm sorry if I seemed a little...anxious about what you said. But, I was...hoping." He sunk his hand into his pocket and pulled something out. I gasped.

"Elizabeth Browning, we've been waiting...a long time for this. And I'm hoping...you'll still consider me?" He bit his lip. I looked at his eager face, and then at the ring in his hand. I began to giggle.

"Is that your way of proposing to me Emmett McCarty? Or, Cullen." He laughed. He sucked in a deep breath as he went down on one knee and held my left hand.

"Elizabeth, will you marry m-" Esme would be very distraught about the dent on her hardwood floor, but I hoped she would understand why. I had tackled Emmett and now lay ontop of him, just like last time he had proposed. The jolt from his back caused the wood to come up a little. I kissed him urgently, needily. I couldn't keep my lips from him at all. I couldn't get close enough to him. I felt like my whole body was aching to be near him. It was my dream, my dream come true.

****

"So, you never gave me an answer." Emmett was looking up at the ceiling, his hands wrapped tightly around my waist. I laughed.

"I think you can guess." I said keeping my face pressed against his neck, still kissing it.

"So that's a maybe?" I shot my head up and glared at him. He laughed. He then started looking around the room.

"Where did I put the ring?" I looked over towards the pile of...material that now graced the floor.

"Uhm...in your pocket?" I giggled as he tried to find it.

"HA!" He pulled it out of the remaining shreds of matierial and slipped it lightly on my finger. I smiled happily at it, feeling the tingle on my finger, like it hadn't ever been on my finger before.

"I guess we should go tell our families." I looked up into his eyes, they were filled with sudden intensity.

"Give it a week." And his lips were crushed against mine again.

************

"I think that's the last of it." I said throwing my bag into the boat. Emmett had sunglasses on, which were completely unnecessary, but he loved wearing them. He wore a collared t dress shirt. He wore it open so his chest sparkled. He wore khaki shorts with them, and strapped sandals. I wore a light white summer dress that had red flowers rising from the bottom. I stepped into the boat lightly, and we headed back towards our families. When we neared shore, he quickly put the roof up, weary of any passing boats. One did pass, but no one saw.

Emmett unlocked the house with one swift movement and we started saying their names lightly. Emmett screamed Bella's name, joking around about her 'human-ness'. There was no reply.

"Maybe they're out?" I asked setting down the luggage.

"No, something's wrong. They haven't been here for a while, can't you tell?" I sniffed the air, and realized how faint it was. We walked around carefully, unsure to what we would find. When I met up with Emmett again on the other side, he had a cellphone up to his ear.

"No answer." He slammed it shut a little too forcefully. Something then caught my eye by the front door.

"Emmett." I pointed towards it and he picked it up.

"Went out. -A." He started down quizically at the vague note. Why were they being so secretive? If they were 'out', how come they had been gone so long?

"They're somewhere else."

"Yeah, but where?"

"I don't know. But we better head home, incase they're there."

******

"Nothing." I said heading back down the long staircase. Emmett struck a wall hard, frustrated at the empty Cullen house we stood in.

"Not even a note?" I shook my head.

"So they haven't even come back here." he looked down, and then looked back up. "Bella?" I sucked in my breath, and then quickly ran to Charlie's house. I surrounded myself in my shield and leapt into her room. She wasn't there. I screamed in frustration and started running back to the Cullen house. On the way, and landed right into Emmett. He now lay ontop of me.

"She there?" I shook my head in worry. He sighed and got lost in thought. Eventually, we both got up and began running back to the house, when we caught the sent. We stopped dead in our tracks, my eyes glazed with fear. Emmett's in fighting stance. I grasped his hand quickly. Two dark hooded figures stood in front of the house, another small one stepping down them, when it spotted us. THe others turned around. They glided towards us slowly.

"Emmett. Elizabeth."

"Where's Bella?" The little impatient one I recalled as Jane snapped. I exchanged a look with Emmett and then looked back at her.

"We don't know." I then felt a surge of agony sweep over me. Not just agony, but pure torture. I let out a scream and fell to the ground. I loud piercing growl ripped through the air as the pain subsided. I opened my eyes to see Emmett crouching, ready to fight.

"No." I whispered. Jane chuckled.

"Where are they?" she demanded again.

"We don't know!" Emmett growled. Jane looked back at me, ready to hurt me again. I flinched, awaiting it.

"It's no use Jane. Even if they knew, they wouldn't tell us."

"You know for certain they don't?"

"No, but I know them." said the other one. Jane rolled her eyes in frustration and turned to leave.

"WAIT!" I screamed. I got up slowly, mentally checking my joints for any pain, there wasn't any. "WHat do you want with Bella?" Jane smirked.

"She's human. She knows too much. Time to pay up." I felt my energy drain, I felt lifeless, I felt...nothing. I felt like I was going to fall again if it wasn't for Emmett holding me. Jane laughed again, and they disapeared. I kept staring, my body surging with absolute terror.

"Alice must have seen this coming."

"I want to know where they are. And I want to know now." I said cold as ice.

"It's for her own safety Eliza-"

"NO! They can hide her from the Volturi, but no way in hell are they hiding her from me." I stared ahead again where the cloaks had disapeared.