A/N I'm baaaaack! With a new installment of DOR, bet you're all just pissin' yer britches you're so excited.
Orrr...not...

Eiter way, I'm back, fully decked out in bright purple hair & a brand spankin' new can of insanity!
WEEEEEEE!

And TY to for the idea that inspired this chapter, as well as a few to come.
*evil grin*
Keep the suggestions coming people, Carlisle only knows how much I need them.

Disclaimer- Nope. Don't own it. Sorry to disappoint you.

BPOV

After having spent a few hours at the Cullen house, where the tension in the air between Jasper, Emmett and Edward was palpable, I had requested that Edward drive me home.

"But why, love?" Edward inquired of me with a crooked smile.

"Because," I replied as authoritative as I could while looking at my own personal Greek god, "When the fighting or plotting or whatever may happen between the three of you begins I want to be as far away from the fallout zone as possible. I want absolutely no part in this fight."

Edward's smile widened, "I wouldn't let anything happen to you, you know that. Never would I let any harm befall you," then he reached down and kissed me softly, "I promise." Another smirk.

I began to let my resolve falter, but then stopped and sighed, irritated, "I know you wouldn't let me get hurt, I'd just rather not be here to witness what may happen. After the Jasper incident I don't need anything else scarring my mind for quite some time."

Edward laughed, "Alright then, I'll take you home."

… … … … … … …

Once we had reached my house Edward jumped out of the drivers seat and ran around the front of the Volvo to open my door.

"Are you sure you wouldn't rather stay at my house? Alice could tell Charlie you were having a sleepover with her. I'm sure he wouldn't object," Edward said.

I smiled up at him as I climbed out of the passenger seat, "Yes, I'm sure. As I said before I'd rather not be around for the fallout."

"Okay," he leaned down and pressed his lips to my forehead, "I'll be back later tonight; I have to go hunting for a bit. I promise I won't go too far away and that'll I'll be back before you awake, my angel."

We pulled apart as he began to walk me to my door, "You promise?"

"Of course," he smirked.

… … … … … … …

"Bells… BELLS! The pans smoking!" I heard Charlie shout from the kitchen table, where he had just set down his paper.

"OH!" I started, surprised. "Sorry, Char- Dad. I guess I'm just a little tired, I think I'll go to bed after I eat."

I removed the now blackened chicken breasts from the pan on the stove, put them on two plates, one for me one for Charlie, and carried them over to the table, where I sat down across from him.

"Maybe that's a good idea, Bells. You look beat, something bothering you?"

"What? Oh, no. It's just with it being the end of the year and finals coming up I've been studying extra and I guess that's making me a little tired," I replied.

Charlie looked relieved, probably glad that there wasn't a "girl problem" he had to deal with. "Alright then," Charlie replied, then continued to eat his burned chicken in silence.

Once I had finished eating I stood and moved towards the sink to clean my plate, when Charlie stopped me.

"Leave it," he said, "You do too much, I'll handle clean up tonight. Go get some rest."

"Thanks," I answered and began my shuffle out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

… … … … … … … …

I was nudged awake by a chilly breeze from my open bedroom window. I glanced at my alarm clock standing on my nightstand, which read, "2:14 AM." I sighed and rolled over to my other side.

"Mmm… Edward?" I mumbled sleepily, expecting to hear his angelic voice reply.

"Not even close," a voice replied from the darkness.

I bolted up in bed, shocked, readying myself to scream if need be. The owner of the voiced moved in front of my window, their hulking figure silhouetted in the moonlight. I opened my mouth and sucked in air, preparing to scream, when fast as lightning the figure was beside my bed, ice cold hand clamped over my mouth, stifling my scream.

"Shh! I don't want you to wake up Charlie!" The voice whispered frantically.

Wait… I know that voice…

"EMMETT!" I tried to snap at him through his hand, but all that came out was a muffled, "UMUM!"

"Sorry, Bells, I can't let you go unless you promise not to scream," Emmett said.

I made a "cross my heart" motion over my chest and he released me. I reached over and clicked on my bedside lamp.

"Emmett! What are you doing here!" I whispered tersely.

His face broke out in an impish grin, "Why, I'm kidnapping you, of course."

"What?" I hissed, "I told Edward I didn't want to stay over! I want to be as far away from whatever antics you three get into this weekend as possible."

"Oh, this isn't for Edward. As a matter of fact he'll probably kill me for doing this, but it'll be worth it in the end. See kidnapping you is my revenge on him." Emmett's smile widened.

"No," I held up my hands in a "stop" position, "Ohh-ho-ho no, no, no, absolutely not. I am not going to take part in this."

"Well, you see, Bella, dear, sweet, naïve, Bella, I don't need you're permission to kidnap you, although it would make things easier, I am a vampire, after all. Or are you forgetting?" He asked condescendingly. He then stood and made a move as if to grab me.

"Emmett," I attempted to growl, "Touch me and I'll murder you."

"What's that?" Emmett asked, ignoring me, "You say to not listen to a word you say, throw you over my shoulder, and jump out the window?" he shrugged in fake resignation, "Okay then, Bella, whatever you say."

He snatched me up and whipped me over his shoulder as if I were nothing but a pillow, all the while I was protesting, yet still trying to be quite so as to not wake Charlie. I pounded my fists on his shoulder and hissed, "Put me down NOW."

"Nope, sorry, Bells, you told me not to listen to you, remember?" He replied giddily.

Then he jumped out the window.

A/N Sooo... Review?

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