A/N: This is a short one. From here on, when the POV changes from Bella's, the character's name will appear at the beginning of the chapter underlined and in bold. I do appreciate all of your reviews and your support. In response to some questions asked : Edward explains his icy touch to Bella by claiming he has "poor circulation." Emmett's hostiility and aggressive nature toward Bella will be explained in later chapters. Any more questions, feel free to ask when you leave a review! Happy reading ! :)

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---Emmett---

I swiftly swept an arm under her before she smacked her head on the marble floor. Then we'd all be in a world of shit. Such a fragile, tiny human. I cradled her warm little body close to me and carefully rested her head against my chest. I narrowed my eyes at Edward.

"You can't stand there and honestly tell me you couldn't smell her," I growled. "You could have waited ten minutes until I got rid of her. That's all it would have taken!"

"Oh give it a rest, Em!" Edward rolled his eyes. "You know as well as anyone here our senses become dulled after the hunt. And how would I smell her anyway? You were completely blocking her."

"Don't even go there, Edward. You had to have heard her!" I glared at him. He wouldn't meet my eyes and stared at the floor. "You did hear her, didn't you? You wanted her to find out!"

"What? No!" He looked up at me with feigned incredulity.

"Then what?" I challenged. Bella shifted uncomfortably and I realized I was clutching her too hard. I adjusted my hold on her. "Did you hear her or not?"

"I.. yeah."

"Jesus, Edward!" I shouted. "What did you think was going to happen?"

"I don't know!" He threw his hands up in the air. "I…I guess I thought she'd understand."

"Oh, I'm sorry. This seems to be the first time you've used your brain in a decade. You must have forgotten how it works." I laughed harshly.

"Asshole," he spat.

"Screw you. And you!" I rounded on Alice. She yipped under my stare. "Why didn't you see her coming?!"

"I-I don't-" she stammered.

"You know her visions are subject to change," Jasper stepped in to defend his wife. "I think we all need to calm down and decide how to handle this situation like adults."

I felt significantly more relaxed and watched as Edward and Alice's eyes both glazed over. Even Bella sighed happily in her unconscious state. She seemed to snuggle deeper into my chest.

"Cut the shit, Jazz," I snapped and shook my head free of his trance. "I'll tell you what I'm going to do," I turned my attention back to Edward. "I'm taking her up to your room. And once you're cleaned up, you're going to sit there and wait until she wakes. And when she does," I poked him in the chest to emphasize my point. "You are going to explain everything."

"I can't do that and you know it," Edward glowered.

"You can, and you will," I countered calmly. "After what she's seen she deserves nothing less."

Before he could retort I leapt from the floor to the top of the staircase, landing gingerly on the balls of my feet. Bella remained limp in my arms, completely oblivious to any movement on my part.. I strode to Edward's room, softly opened the door, and walked into his painstakingly clean living space. I gently laid her down on his new leather couch, being careful not to jostle her further. I knew I wasn't supposed to feel anything for her, but a part of me was genuinely worried. The effects of taking this all in at once could be detrimental. How was she going to deal with it?

I knelt beside her and took a moment to really study her features. She was beauty incarnate. Her skin was a flawless alabaster, with a slight tinge of pink in her cheeks. A wisp of her chestnut hair fell into her face and she twitched her button nose. I carefully tucked it back behind her ear, and jerked my hand away when she moved. A pained look crossed her face and she crinkled her eyes.

"No," she mumbled. "Not you, too. Lost Isaac. Can't lose you."

She shifted again. I watched as her chin began to quiver and her breathing started to hitch. A single tear began it's slow trickle down her cheek. I reached out and brushed it away. As much as it killed me to see her in pain, her unconscious utterance had me convinced she was still hiding something from me.

Me?

Why do I care?

This is Edward's girl.

If she's hiding anything, it's from him. Not me.

I don't give a damn.

I shook my head to clear the invasive thoughts. I tenderly caressed her cheek, stood and rapidly exited the room. I could hear Edward coming, and the last thing I wanted him to know right now were my thoughts on his exquisitely beautiful human girlfriend.