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Apology: I'm sorry its taken a while. I'm trying to get up loads of my writing soon. I'm sorry because most of the summer I've been in Jamaica but now I'm home and can finish writing! Yay! I am terribly sorry for making ya'll wait!

We were back at my house getting ready. Charlie had come home and was raising hell downstairs with Edward, his parents, and male siblings sitting on the couch down below. Charlie wanted answers and wanted to make sure I was safe. I can't blame him, I thought to myself, Edward deserved the beating of a lifetime for that crap, a real ass whupping.

You dropped down your guard. I heard that thought though you should probably keep your mind on something else rather than a mental image of me being 'ass whupped…' is that what you called it?

I dropped it down on purpose Eddy-kins.

I dressed in a red dress. One hell of a dress. It was the red of temptation. The bottom opening like a flower with its flounces, the top like a corset with strings, my bust was boosted with more emphasis than I actually had, and white rose earrings adorned my ears. Underneath my outfit was a holster with a taser. I knew it might not do any damage at all considering that James hadn't any reaction when I'd sprayed him with pepper spray but I needed it to feel protected.

Alice had done my hair up so that it trailed down from a bun in spirals to my waist. Rosalie had done my make up.

"I can't see it anymore. Anything. The plan. Nothing," breathed Alice nervously as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders protectively. Rosalie was fixing her hair in the mirror in little tresses.

"Looks like your boyfriend's lot is coming," breathed Rose bitterly. It seemed since I had argued with Edward she was on good terms with me. 'I agree with you 100% Bella, my brother was a dooshe,' she'd stated to me earning a glare from Edward before we'd gotten in the house.

"Then we have to do something about it," I hissed. "Alice…"

"Way ahead of you Bella," she breathed handing me my cell as I sent a text to Jacob: Go2the Cullen's&you break the treaty. Don't think about it.

"Rose, I'm glad you don't hate me," I said as I sent the message with an approved nod from Alice.

"I kind of can't seeing how we're probably going to be stuck with you. We've made bets Bella. I bet that Alice's long-standing vision will come true tonight. Emmett thinks nothing will happen and you won't get hurt. Jasper thinks otherwise."

"What long-standing vision?"

"You becoming a vampire hun," she said as she dabbed lipstick on her perky prim lips before turning towards me and placing a quick kiss on my neck. My body froze up though I wasn't sure if it was from the kiss, the bright red color of lipstick on my neck that made me think of blood, or the thought of becoming a vampire. It was a combination of all three. Once I had longed to become a vampire. Now I didn't know. It may turn out to be a necessity for my clumsiness and I… Alice wrapped her arm around my waist and Rosalie place a comforting hand on my shoulder. At least she's trying to be nice, I thought to myself, at least I think she is. The one hand was a small step towards breaking the ice around Rosalie though I didn't know what would happen tonight nor did I know if I would see her again. "My gut instinct is normally right Bella," she whispered and I could've sworn that Rosalie looked sullen at the thought.

But before anything else could be said they both vanished from my side, I felt a breeze go by me so I knew they had left rather quickly as if the devil had been upon their heels.

And so he was.

Edward was now in the room staring at me, I could see his reflection from the mirror in front of me. "Do you really think your plan will work?"

"Look Edward," I breathed calmly turning towards him, "trust me please. We have to do this for them to stop pestering us. I don't want anyone to come to harm-"

"Yet you always manage to come to harm."

"Edward I've grown up. I've changed. Just because I am fragile on the outside doesn't mean my mind is. You once said that my mind was strange. Well maybe its strange for a reason. Maybe I can think rationally enough to save our asses. And that's what they won't expect in dire circumstances. My mind is the one thing Aro can't touch."

"What about your wolves?"

"We'll have to distract them," I replied. I felt Edward's hand before I had time to see its reflection. He held my hand, gripping it as if it were the most important thing in the world, before he pulled me close to him resting his chin on my head. I sighed.

"Don't worry I'll help you love," he whispered.

"I know," I said. "You feel too bad to do otherwise… Edward," I breathed looking up and placing a kiss on his cheek, "I forgive you." He wrapped me even closer to his body stroking my hair as he said to me with a small smile in his heart, "I know. You feel too bad to do otherwise."

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"You have everything we need," Victoria breathed to her new friend from where she sat on the ground in the forest of the Cullen home. Black gloves adorned her arms. She wouldn't risk Aro touching her hands tonight; the same could be said for Caius who was wearing his own set of wrist gloves with a long sleeved sweater.

"Yes," he replied. "I want to help you. Victoria, you're the only vampire that has the smarts to go with the looks as well as the respect. I respect you and for such I will help you."

"You sure you want to help me go through with this? You can turn back now if you want Caius. I understand. Its just when I think what that girl did…" She broke off slamming her fist into the earth angrily leaving a large imprinted hole in the ground when she pulled back her arm. Enough melodrama to show the forlorn young woman who was distraught over her past love's death, this was a perfect scene to give to simple Caius.

"They don't suspect a thing."

"Don't you think they'll be able to locate…" Us, the word hung in the wind. He wanted to say it but feared another vampire may hear him even if they were far away.

"I've taken great care to detain them. By the time they find us it will be far too late."

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"I got a text from Bella," Jake hissed. A shiver ran through his body. He still hadn't gotten over Bella's clean break with him. It didn't make any sense for her to break them off. He thought she'd been okay with the relationship, that she was… well headed towards falling in love with him. He'd hoped for it at least. Though now Jacob was tyring to focus his mind fully on what was happening. He had to worry about the pack and if he let his mind stay on Bella for a total of .34523453243 seconds he would turn into a wolf. "Their bloodsucker seems onto us. I guess she saw… or in our case didn't see anything."

"Well too bad we're not doing that. We all know something will go down tonight. We have as much right to protect this town as they do," said Embry. They all looked towards Sam. Their leader who sat on the laundry machine in the laundry room thinking as the pack stared at him.

"So… seriously guys its cramped in here," said Leah viciously as she stood huddled next to her little brother Seth and Jared. She'd turned into a werewolf this past week and had just decided to join the pack rather than rebel against her nature and be under the man she'd loved who was currently the man who made out with her once favorite cousin. And where Leah went Seth followed. Just as Leah began to focus on the discussion they'd been having, or trying to have, a happy little daisy appeared. Emily.

"Will you all please stop using my laundry room for your meeting place? You have the whole reservation," squeaked Emily coming in with a laundry basket, moving Sam's feet, and tugging out clothes. None of the pack moved. Emily stood with her hands fisted on her hips glaring at them, "Get the hell out of my laundry room or I'll force you to do laundry and by laundry I mean mine and Sam's underwear." Leah was already out of the room, any mention of Sam and Emily in the same sentence drove her away.

To illustrate her point Emily tossed a pair of leopard skin thong-like underwear at Paul who yelped and tossed it to Jared who held it dangling on one finger with a skeptic brow. "You wear this Emily?"

"No, those are Sams." Jared dropped the underwear, wiped his hands a million times on his body and then ran to the sink to scrub them 15 times while Embry tried to remember how to perform an exorcism for the panties and Jared's hand… the men were out of that room in 2.987585903890 minutes. After Sam blushed bright red and kissed Emily's cheek before he whispered in her ear, "You should've told the truth Em."

"If I did Jared would've chopped off his hands knowing those are Billy's."