Bella slept awesomely all night, and woke up feeling fresh as a rosebud in the early spring rain. She pulled off the giant T-shirt Emmet had lendt her for PJs, ans slipped her dress back on. It had been over 8 hours since she had last seen her beloveloved Edward, and she felt a needful urge to kiss him on his perfect marble-statue lips.

She came out into the livingroom, and noticed that Edward, Rosalie and Alice were standing around the sofa. Emmett was on it, and he was writhing in agony.

"We have a little problem," Edward explained.

"Is he sick?" Bella asked, while Rosalie nervously bit her nails.

"Well..." said Edward. "He's uh... You see, when he and Rosalie... you know... yesterday, it was him who took the potion. We didn't think it mattered who drank it, you see. But it does."

"Jasper's gone to get Carlisle," Alice explained. "He'll have to help us with this."

It was really touching to see Rosalie sitting with Emmett and looking after him. She was no doubt going to be a very good Mom or whatever.

"Let's give them some peace, guys," Alice said. "We can pop out to Sang de Vie for breakfast."

They got into Edward's Volvo. Marius was still in a crappy mood, and looked like a true suffering poet. Hopefully he would gain some talent from the experience. Edward found a parking spot, and they went into the café.

They spotted a couple of familiar faces in the corner. It was Eponine, Enjolras and... Combeferre.

"Let's go somewhere else," Bella said, turning around.

"Nuh-uh," Alice protested. "I want to have a chat with my sister. At least I think she still is my sister."

"Of course she is," Edward said. "Esme would gladly take her too, if she wanted to move in with us. And don't worry, Bella. Com is not going to be mean to you."

They sat down at the table. It wasn't a very cheerful gathering, though. Bella had to tell the whole story again, about how René had "forced" the family into the car, but she had escaped by saying she was having tutoring.

"He's clearly on to you," Combeferre stated with confidence. "You'd better keep to our lot, and not go back to the house again in case he returns."

"I'll need to get my clothes," Bella said.

"We'll go with you," Edward said. "Someone will keep guard outside, and one will go with you in."

They got into the cars and drove to Bellas old home. Edward and Alice went inside with her, while the rest waited outside. Bella quickly packed her clothes and some personal artifacts in her bag. She wondered if she would be able to go back there when and if her family returned. In any case, she left most of her stuff behind, so Charline wouldn't feel that she had left them.

Alice wanted to spend the day with her old family, and Combeferre bugged off to talk to Valjean about confidential stuff. He was very eager to prove himself trustworthy so he could be a part of the great plan. Enjolras already knew, and was acting mightily proud. It was a good one, he said.

Edward and Bella agreed that nobody needed to know about Emmett's little predicament, so they made an excuse not to go back to the house immediately. Instead they rented a boat and drove up and down the river a couple of times. It was really lovely to look at the city from the water. Since it was always dark the streetlights were always on, and the light from the windows looked so warm and inviting. Along the riverbanks there were large basins where trees and nightblooming flowers were planted. The ceiling far above was painted like a starry night. It was beautiful, but Bella longed for the day she could sail in sunlight. She hoped there were rivers in Provance.

After they returned the boat, Enjolras decided to head home, and Marius went with him. He could definitely need the support of his best friend in such a situation.

When they got home they got a surprise. There was a girl in the livingroom, someone they had never met before. She looked awfully familiar though. Bella wondered if Esme had adopted another daughter, or a friend of Rosalie's had dropped by.

"This is... Emma," Carlisle explained.

"Is that EMMETT?" Edward shouted. "What has happened to him? Is this a side-effect of the pregnancy?"

"Not really," Carlisle explained. "I had to give him a sex-changer potion, so he can give birth safely."

"He... she... looks a lot smaller," Bella said in shock.

"Ey, don't talk over my head," Emma snapped. "I may be a bit shorter, so what?"

"You look really pretty with long hair," Edward said, chagrinning.

"And I've got BOOOOOBS!" Emma replied with a smile.

"He can't stop grabbing them," Rosalie said dejectedly as she came into the room. "It IS my baby, isn't it Carlisle?"

"I think there is a good chance it may just be a clone of Emma," Carlisle admitted. "But you can do it properly later."

"Oh heck," Rosalie said. "I helped making it, and I'll love it like my own. Besides, a baby Emmett sounds adorable!"

There was a knock on the door, and Edward went to open it. Combeferre came in, looking psyched. "We're going out smuggling tonight!" He shouted, as he came into the livingroom. "Oh hi there, pretty!"

"Emma is spoken for," Rosalie said quickly. "She is just here to give me advice about my pregnancy. Yes, I'm having a baby."

"All good girls are taken," Combeferre lamented. "But who cares, eh. This is a man's world, and what one really needs is good buddies." He slung his arm around Edward's shoulder.

"The North Exit, ten o'clock, dress practically." Then he sprinted back out the door.

"Darnit!" Emma complained. "I don't like missing out on smuggling raids."

"Family must come first," Edward said with reason. "But since we'll be a person short... Bella, would you like to come?"

"I'd love to!" Bella exclaimed. It sounded so exiting going out at night again, like in the old days.

"It won't be all that dangerous," Edward assured her. "All you need to do is look out for human police. We've got someone experienced taking care of possible werewolves."

"Awesome!" said Bella.