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Chapter Seventeen.

Carlisle's POV.

It had been just over forty-eight hours since we left to go to Volterra and we were already on our way back. It pained both my wife and I greatly that we had to be away from our children, especially now with all the danger we were facing but it was important for me to go to the Volturi and seek their protection for my family.

The meeting with the brothers had gone surprisingly well with Aro agreeing to allow some of the guard to accompany us as well as to find out what was really going on with Edward and Rosalie. For centuries, people have thought of Aro as a cold and callous man but I knew him well enough to know that if you messed with his family, then he would cheerfully end you. Thankfully, he considered me family.

Finally, Marcus' plane touched down in a private air strip twenty miles from Las Vegas. Quickly, Esme and I descended and were ushered into one of the heavily tinted, black Mercedes SUV which came with Volturian protection. Marcus, who returned with us to see his daughters as well as to head their operation, slid into the SUV as well with Demetri and Felix taking control of the driving.

Not soon enough for me, the three Volturian Mercedes were filled with the guard and we were speeding down the highway to my children that Demetri was graciously tracking for us.

An hour later, Demetri was dropping us of in front of a bar and kindly asked that we don't kill our children. We were both confused about his statement until we actually saw our children.

Completely unaware to our presence, Esme and I followed them fuming as we went.

"What's going on?" I heard Bella slur. God she was drunk but how drunk was the real question.

Grasping my hand tightly, Esme pulled me closer to them to properly hear this conversation. I knew that Esme was livid since she specifically asked that Emmett and Jasper keep Bella away from all alcohol.

And now here she was, with proof that they do not listen to her.

"Nothing. Why do you ask?" Emmett replied.

"You all are looking constipated. That's why." Bella responded which caused to me chuckle.

"Emmett we have to get her back to the hotel soon and in bed before they reach. They are not going to be happy with this. They trusted us and now we trashed a VIP room which will cost four hundred thousand to fix and you had to damage Edward and we left Bella on her own to drink. So since we are already in so much trouble as it, no of which they will blame on Bella, could you please hurry before it gets worst." Alice said, panic and fear obvious in her voice.

It was at that moment that I decided to make my presence know. Taking a deep breath I spoke in the clam and collected voice that only meant one thing: They were all in big trouble.

"But it already has."

Instantly, all of their heads snapped up to look at a livid Esme and a seething me. I stood about ten feet away from them; I could smell the amount of alcohol in Bella's system.

"Good God," I spoke, "how much did she have to drink?" I asked, my father and doctor mode kicking in at the same time.

"We don't know." Alice answered in a small voice.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Esme shrieked. "It's one thing to take her drinking when I specifically asked you not to but it's another thing to NOT KNOW HOW MUCH SHE DRANK?!?!?!?!?!"

"Esme, dear," I soothed, "let's get Bella back to the hotel and then we will deal with our children. Plus we are attracting an audience." I said while rubbing my wife's shoulder.

Nodding, we all took off and a quick human run back to the hotel room with Emmett leading the way with a drunken Bella slung over his shoulder.

As we entered the hotel lobby, we instructed the children to go into Emmett and Bella's room and wait until we checked in to meet with them a deal with Bella. Felix then came forward to say that Marcus had asked for his daughters as well as their imprinters. Sighing, Sangeetta, Varsha, Jacob and Seth quickly gave each of us a hug and then left with Felix. Alice, Jasper and Emmett followed with Bella while Esme checked us in.

"What are we going to do?" Esme asked as we walked over to the elevator.

"I have no idea………………" I trailed off as the conversation of an elderly couple caught my attention.

"Don't you remember dear? The big muscular guy who looked like a teddy bear and the beautiful little brunette he had with him?" the elderly woman said.

"Oh yes! I remember. I told the guy to hold on to her. She is such beauty. Stunning really." The old man responded.

"Well just now as I left the room to come get you, I saw them working into their room. The poor girl looked like she had too much to drink." She chuckled before continuing. "Well the guy was holding her to his chest and saying sweet nothings to her like "I'll always be there for you," "You mean more to me than my life," it was so sweet but it looked like she has no clue that that gentleman is falling in love with her. It's obvious to me."

"Well dear," the man said pulling his wife into a hug, "you were always one to see love before others."

"I know but I have never been wrong. When I say love is there, love really is there."

"That is true dear. That is true."

At that moment the elevator doors opened and the couple walked out leaving both me and Esme stunned.

"Carlisle," Esme chocked as she tightened her grip on my hand, "do you think they were talking about Bella and Emmett?" She asked with tears in her eyes.

"Yes love. I do believe that they were talking about Bella and Emmett." I said placing a kiss on her forehead.

"Could it be true? Could Emmett be falling for Bella?"

"I don't know Esme but it's too soon for anything. If that's the case then I am going to have to talk to Emmett. She isn't ready nor is he."

Laughing, she pulled me into a short yet passionate kiss.

"Protective much love?" She asked giggling.

"Only when it comes to my family."

The doors to the elevator opened once again and we walk out towards Emmett and Bella's penthouse suite. However, our pace sped up when we heard Bella scream.

"GET AWAY FROM ME. YOU'RE A MURDERER!!!!!!!!!!!"

Without hesitation, I burst into the room followed by a flustered Esme only to see hitting Alice with a plastic baseball bat.

"Bella, what is going on?" Esme asked prying the bat from her hands.

"She killed Mulan so I am hitting her to teach her a lesson." At the end of her rant she burped.

"Mulan?"

"It was a plastic swan she got with one of her cocktails." Jasper responded while holding Bella at arms length so she wouldn't be able to kiss his boo-boos on his face. I chuckled at this point even though the situation was serious but I could help the fact that Bella was now calling Jasper's battle scars boo-boos.

"Yup," Bella interjected, "the cocktail was called a Flying Fucker."

"Okay Bella," Emmett said picking her up, "I think it's time you went to bed."

"No Emmy," she pouted, "Tinkerbelle still has to make me fly like she did with Peter Pan."

"Tinkerbelle?" I asked.

"Yeah," Jasper snickered, "She's referring to Alice." He said, pointing to a huffing Alice.

"Tomorrow," Emmett promised and carried her away.

Esme and I both followed to make sure they were alright. We still had to deal with the older kids but right now we were both concerned for Bella since she drunk a little amount less than what was required to give her alcohol poison.

Standing at the door, we both looked on in amazement as Emmett gently removed Bella's dress and quickly pulled one of her t-shirts over her body with nothing but love, care and compassion in his movements. Quietly she mumbled in her sleep and then rolled onto her chest.

Sighing, Emmett reached down and gently removed the diamond choker that she had on as well as the diamond stubs. Gently, he placed them back in their boxes but not before placing a gentle kiss on the back of her neck.

Reluctantly, he turned to face us both since we were still frozen in awe and shock as we watched him tend to Bella.

"Mom, dad, I know that you are upset with us and that you want to talk to us but Bella can't sleep without me so could this wait until the morning?" he asked, his gaze still fixed on Bella's sleeping form.

Speechlessly, we both nodded and walked out to speak with Alice and Jasper.

"Okay, explain." Esme said immediately.

"They will get together eventually. He still needs some time and she needs some space so hen they get what they both need, they will get together."

"Thank you Alice but that was not what I was taking about. It was quite clear that they were getting together a moment ago and I am still shocked but what I was asking you to explain was why Bella is so drunk and why you don't know how much she drank considering you all have perfect memories and that that should not be a problem to remember and why we have to pay a bar four hundred thousand dollars for damages?" Esme asked coolly since she was now thrilled with the idea that Emmett and Bella could get together.

"You heard that?" Alice asked with her head down.

"Yes, dear." She answered.

"Well long story short, Bella wanted to get drunk so we took her. Then at the bar we met Rosalie and Edward and we, the mythological creatures, got into a fight. Bella left and got even more drunk and then she came back and the room was in a mess so she told the bouncers that we would pay for the damage."

"Okay," she continued calmly.

I knew this clam. It was the clam before the storm. Slowly I started to walk backwards, away, for her. Taking a hint from me, Jasper and Alice began to move away from her as well.

"So," Esme started, "You let your sister get drunk to the point o f no return because you were to busy involved in a fight that cost this family four hundred thousand dollars?" She asked looking at Alice and Jasper.

Sheepishly, they nodded.

"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MINDS?" She screamed.

There she blows. This is going to be a long night; one of those nights that you could get drunk. Ain't Carlisle Cullen?