A/N: Okay, I tried to make this longer, and I tried to get it out as quickly as possible. Sadly, I think this story is coming to a close. Sorry guys, but there is just nothing left for me to go on after about one or two more chapters. We'll see, if my mind comes up with something, than I'll keep going.

Disclaimer: My name isn't Stephenie Meyer, so obviously, I do not own Twilight. I just borrow her characters.

Chp. 15

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JPOV

"What do you suggest that we do, son?" he asked.

I thought for a moment, coming up with a very basic plan within a few seconds. "Well," I started, "We now know her weakness, so we can use that to our advantage. I think we should just go up there and force her to bring them back. Once we do that, we kill her."

Everyone in the room nodded in agreement, but there was a tiny flaw in my plan that happened to be sitting in Rosalie's lap at this very moment.

"Renesmee cannot come, it's out of question." I stated. "And she can't stay here, it's not safe. If Hazel somehow gets by us, there's a heavy chance that she will come here." I paused, looking at my sister. "Rose, take her somewhere. Anywhere really, just not here."

Jacob opened his mouth to say something, but I spoke before he could.

"And Jacob, I want you to follow them. Try to cover their scents with your own. She'll be less likely to follow if she can only smell you." I ordered.

"Now?" he asked, standing.

I nodded, and they both flew out the door. I rested my gaze on the people who were still here, and asked the question that had been on my mind since Hazel's sisters had arrived here. "Why does she want you two dead so badly?" I asked curiously, then rephrased. "Well, more dead than you are right now."

The one with wavy, dirty blonde hair spoke up, her voice was very deep, but still sounded good. She was the one named Sadie, and was the leader of the coven. "Oh, back about a year ago we killed her 'best friend'" she made quotation marks in the air when she said best friend.

I raised an eyebrow, so she kept going. "He was only using her for her powers, he wanted power, not her. He was vile," she spat.

"I see." I muttered. That really did make more sense. Bella told us that Hazel had said her sisters thought she was weak, and she wanted to prove a point. She probably made up everything she said to get Bella to go along with her plan.

But why wouldn't she tell Bella the truth? Why would Hazel lie to Bella? The truth would more likely get Bella to help her out than the lie she told.

I was confused, but just pushed all of those thoughts away, for we needed to go help Bella. "Are we ready?" I asked the room, and everyone stood.

We ran with Emmett and I in the lead, followed by Carlisle and Esme, and Sadie and Ava in the very back.

When we got to the warehouse, we didn't go inside, but rather just kept following Bella's trail. After about twenty more minutes of running, we came across another warehouse, much like the one Hazel started out at.

Without thinking, Emmett and I barged through the door, along with the others. We caught sight of Bella slumped against the wall, talking to another vampire, but he was male.

He stood and fell into a hunting crouch, but Bella remained sitting against the wall, her eyes wide.

"Who the hell are you people?" the man shouted, standing in front of Bella, blocking her.

Emmett and I said nothing, just stalked forward, crouched in a defensive position. Realization dawned on his face, and he spoke quickly, rushing through his words. "You need to get the fuck out of here! Hazel will flip her lid, and trust me. You do not want that," he warned.

We both took a step forward at the same time, and he took a small step back, standing straight. "I won't let you take her," he said, gesturing to Bella. "But, I am warning you. You will regret it if you make Hazel mad."

When we took another step, he growled, grabbing Bella's arm roughly. He pulled her into a standing position and yanked her behind him, pushing them both a step back until she was completely pressed against the wall.

He dropped into a crouch again, and Emmett and I advanced towards him. We were still about twenty feet away when he charged at us. He rammed into Emmett's side, making him stumble slightly. A loud rumbled echoed deafeningly throughout the large warehouse.

I flew towards him, pinning his arms behind him, yelling for Emmett's help. And then the male vampire elbowed me in the stomach as hard as he could, and I dropped his arms.

This guy was strong.

But he was no match for Emmett.

Emmett yanked him away from me effortlessly and threw him onto the cement floor. I jumped over to help him.

He held the man down, while I ripped apart the pieces. Carlisle had already lit a fire, and was now standing by Bella with Esme, all three looking upon the man with sadness. They were softies.

Emmett and I deposited the every last piece into the fire, and then raced back over to our family. The sisters were standing by the fire, watching the pieces burn, while Carlisle, Esme, and Bella stood in the corner.

Bella ran into Emmett's arms first, and then mine. "Thank you," she whispered into my ear, much too low for anyone other than myself to hear. I nodded, and then pulled away, smiling sadly at her.

We all turned, watching the fire. The flames licked greedily at the chunks of the male vampire we had just torn apart. A thick, purple tower of smoke rose from the fire, trailing all the way up to the ceiling and then fanning out across it.

It actually looked pretty.

And then out of nowhere, somebody crashed through the door. I didn't even have to look to know it was Hazel standing there.

When I looked, sure enough, it was her. She stood, gaping at the fire. She finally turned her head after a few moments and looked at Bella with such rage and revulsion, that I nearly cringed at the sight of it.

And it was then that I saw the wicked glint in her eyes, but before I could open my mouth to warn the others, I felt sick to my stomach. I had to close my eyes, as everything around me began twirling and meshing together. I felt as though I would pass out for the first time in over a century.

I then noticed I was lying down somewhere, and light was shining through my closed eyelids.

I heard a groan from somewhere around me, and I my eyes opened. The world around me was still, no longer spinning and confusing. I breathed a sigh of relief.

But that's when I noticed my surroundings, and the vast changes of it.

I was in an open clearing, rather than an abandoned warehouse.

The sun was shining overhead, and it was no longer nightfall.

And when I looked more closely, I realized that I was in Edward and Bella's meadow.

What the hell happened?

EPOV

I heard a sigh emit from Alice, who was currently sitting right next to me on the couch. She was reading, or trying at least. I knew this because I was listening to her thoughts, reading the book along with her.

But she kept thinking of our family, and the correct dimension, making it very hard to continue reading.

It was actually starting to get rather annoying, seeing on how I was enjoying this book.

Rolling my eyes, I snatched it from her. I got about three more pages read before she spoke. "Do you want to do something?" she asked, turning to look at me.

I lowered my book and my eyes met hers. I raised my eyebrows. "What do you suggest?"

She let her head fall back against the couch and stared up at the ceiling. "Ugh," she grunted, "I don't know. But something! We need to do something, or I'm going to go crazy," she muttered, "again."

I just ignored her, continuing my reading at the point where I had just stopped.

I only had a few more moments of silence, before she exclaimed, "I'm so bored!"

"Go shopping." I suggested. That usually was something she enjoyed doing.

"I already went yesterday with Esme." She whined. "And now she's already gone."

I shook my head. "Than you should have gone with her today. You were the one that wanted to stay here and hang out with me, even though I told you I was boring." I grumbled.

She pushed herself up off the couch and yanked the book from my hands, much like I had done to her a few minutes earlier. She threw the poor book across the room, and it landed with a low thump on the coffee table.

Picking up my hand and clasping it in hers, she pulled me up off the couch and into the foyer. She plopped down onto the bench in front of my grand piano and then yanked my arm, sending me flying onto the seat next to her. "How 'bout a piano lesson?" she asked excitedly.

"You already play flawlessly." I muttered.

She rolled her eyes. "Yes, but I don't play as good as you do. And I want to, so I can have bragging rights," she joked, sticking her tongue out at me, and then continuing. "Plus, anything's better than just sitting around here all day doing nothing." She gestured around to the room around her.

Finally giving in, we sat there for a couple hours until Carlisle and Esme returned home.

Esme now knew our situation, having finally been fed up with our behavior since Alice had gotten here, one day last week. She had been worried about us, and finally barged into the room and demanded to know what our problems were.

So, we told her.

There was really no point in lying to her anyways.

She was, of course, understanding, just as Carlisle was, and promised to help us in any way if need be. She and Alice now spent every waking minute together, as Esme now knew that in the real world Alice was her 'daughter,' if that's what you want to call it.

Alice showed her the pictures of our family from her phone, too. It was heartbreaking, the look on Esme's face as Alice scrolled through each of the pictures. But, she tried to put on a brave face and continued looking through the pictures with Alice as if it weren't killing her inside.

She masked her pain pretty well, after a few pictures you could have sworn she was happy looking through them. Her thoughts, however, betrayed her.

I felt horrible, even though I knew that this-dimension-Esme wasn't even technically real. Still, she was exactly like the mother that had been with me through everything for the past century. Seeing her upset, it still hurt me, even though in my head I knew her pain was all false due to the fact it was all fake.

A slight rumbling from somewhere out in the forest jerked me from my thoughts. I shot up from the bed I was lying in, as did Alice. We both looked at each other for a moment, silently listening to everything around us.

"Did you hear-" I was cut off by the door downstairs crashing open.

Alice's eyes widened and we flew down the stairs, followed closely by Carlisle and Esme as they exited their room. When we got to the foot of the stairs, I couldn't believe my eyes.

There, standing in the doorway were Emmett, Jasper, Carlisle, and Esme.

Hehehehe, Carlisle and Esme get to meet their real selves! How awesome, and creepy, would that be!? I bet you didn't expect this twist. I just love surprising people!