AN: I hope you like this. It's going to get a little confusing here. But one non-confusing part is that I do not own Twilight.

Chapter Four– What Happened?

Carlisle Point of View

"Alright guys, let's just calm down. Emmett! Can you come here?"

Emmett flew down the stairs. "Hey guys, what's wrong with you?"

Jasper spoke, "Alice came out wearing jeans and a t-shirt."

"Whoa, what the-?"

Edward spoke, "I know, right."

I said, "guys, let's just talk this out. Honestly, Esme was acting a little like Alice and it seems as though Alice was acting like Bella from that description."

Jasper said, "well that would make sense as I noticed that there was a large amount of embarrassment radiating from her."

Edward spoke, "Bella basically attacked me in the car so I think that she must be Rosalie."

Emmett said, "I guess that makes Rose some form of Esme. She did dress in a more Esme like outfit."

I was very confused at this point and it takes a lot to have that happen. "How did this happen?"

Emmett spoke up, "Well, maybe the girls are playing a trick on us."

Jasper muttered "pretty cruel trick."

Edward then replied, "no, Bella looked hurt when I left her in the car. I can tell she wasn't expecting it. I don't think it's a trick."

"Then what is it, man?" Emmett demanded after seeing his idea shot down.

I said "Maybe it's a special talent the doctor had…maybe this is what Tanya meant…"

Edward turned to me and said, "what talent are we talking about here?"

I shook my head, "I don't know. I mean, Tanya didn't know, she said it was something special though. Why would he change our wives personalities around?"

Nessie and Jacob walked into the room at that point and instantly froze.

Jake spoke first, "Who has changed personalities?"

"The girls, Esme, Rose, Bella, and Alice."

Nessie and Jake looked at each other and smiled before bursting into laughter.

Emmett, Edward, and Jasper growled at them and they shut up instantly. I managed to restrain myself from growling only barely. I was so frustrated and confused. What would this lead to?

"Ness, Jake, you are going to help us with this. You are going to Tanya and then to track down this other coven to get more information so that we have a shot of knowing what we are up against."

"Alright, grampa!" Nessie kissed my cheek and then took Jake by the hand. I saw Edward cringe at the idea of his daughter going off with Jake for an extended period and I put my hand on his shoulder before he could speak.

"Edward, they might be our only shot…"

"I know, but if he lays a hand on her…"

"You'll know she's in good hands."

He grimaced but resigned himself to the fate. Emmett looked at me and said "this is great that we might eventually get answers but what do we do in the meantime?"

I looked at my sons, all in different forms of angst over their wives personalities being switched around so dramatically. I thought about how Esme was acting back in our bedroom right now and I didn't know how I was going to handle it until we got more answers. I thought about just calling the doctor but I decided that he probably did this for a reason and it was to help us get along better.

"Guys, the doctor must have had a good reason for doing this. He wouldn't just switch us all up for nothing. We have all been around for at least 100 years; we can handle this. Besides, perhaps getting to know each other better will help general relationships. So go back to your wives and get to know them better…"

Emmett replied, "which wives? The ones that look like who we married or the ones that act like who we married."

I froze, not really knowing how to answer. I supposed that we were supposed to see them in a different personality so we can better understand the person behind the personality.

"I guess the ones that look like who we married."

The boys all sighed and left the living room, heading for their wives. I groaned as I went back to Esme, not really knowing what to expect…when I entered my office I saw her on my computer, clicking faster than I had ever seen anyone click on the computer before and talking rapidly into a phone.

I sighed and walked over, not sure that seeing a therapist was the best idea after all.