EPOV

I drove through the streets speeding, as usual, I was anxious to get back to the family complex. Emmett was yapping away about that girl, looking in the back where she was still unconscious, gagged and bound with duct tape…Boy Scout at my best... I don't know what it is but looking at her I get the strangest feeling I can't quite name but most properly is unease. I wish we had left her, god I hate ignoring my gut. Tuning into what Emmett was saying I was shocked.

"Do you think we should pull over and check she is ok? Why do you think she was there? What do you think was wrong? Why didn't she flinch…" he was close to hyperventilating, he actually sounded like he was channeling Alice.

"Hey!" quietly snapping as if he were a puppy sometimes work. "Calm down when we get back we will get answers one way or another..." again a faint fluttering in my stomach, what was with that?

"You're heartless E" Emmett replied bitterly before whipping out his phone to start texting.

"Who are you texting?" Now I was very worried, please don't be texting...

"Alice" the smug bastard replied with a grin. Damn, Alice, how to describe the terror that fills me with that one name. Out of all in my extended family Alice, my cousin, is perhaps the only one I truly fear. Carlisle's daughter, being which, is the most spoiled, manipulative, and probably the most intelligent amongst us. When she hears whatever story the idiot is spinning she is sure to have my balls. The only thing that truly gets on my nerves about her is the never ending need to set me up, why? I do not know. I calmed myself with the thought that I should be safe this time as a girl who witnessed me murder someone and who I am taking back to interrogate would never be suitable in any way. But then again Alice lives in her own little wonderland. Running my hand through my stressed crazed hair I wonder for the millionth time why I didn't just leave her. We weren't even back and I was already dreading the reaction of just one member of my family. Little minx, I look back once more at the small fragile girl wondering why I knew with such certainty she was going to turn my family upside down. Criminals we may be but most of them had hearts. Well, thinking with a fierce smile, they all knew who was in charge and I would be damned if the status quo was going to change.

I almost expected a firing squad of curious Cullen's when we walked up the front door. Emmett, who was now carrying her, ignored my command to take her down to be interrogated but instead practically ran through yelling for Alice. Sighing, I felt older than my 24 years, my blood pressure seemed to skyrocket as I crossed the threshold and walked straight into the little spit ball herself.

APOV

I had practically glued myself to the door since I got my brother's text. This had never happened before; Edward was more shoot first and well he never left anyone alive. But this time whether he knew it or not he had given and gone with the other option, taking the girl back here. Of course he would rationalize it as getting answers, but in reality I knew the truth. Something about this one unnerved him and I was going to get to the bottom of it. For the first time in a decade something had gotten through his hard surface to the slightly softer one and with my "encouragement" she could be the key to getting my marshmallow filled Eddie back.

This would take extremely careful planning, I knew the others thought I simply threw a tantrum and the spoiled princess always got her own way. But what only my Jazz knew was every move I made in life was carefully calculated, like a fun chess game and my family were my pawns hehe.

As they pulled up I started almost vibrating with excitement, only Jazz was there and was wisely keeping his distance from the drama, always the watcher. We were complete opposites and so clicked as soul mates. Giving myself a moment to admire my handsome hubby I blew him a kiss, which he returned with a knowing smirk. He knew me too well, but thankfully would not get involved or let the others in on my plans.

I watched from the doorway as Edward walked up examining him for any change. But no my cousin was the same as ever immaculately dressed, thanks to me, with looks most women would and probably had died for. But within his gaze was a sad lost look. Most people only saw the hard Mafia boss exterior, the look that took no prisoners at least ones that were left alive by the end of interrogation. But no, I saw the lost little boy, the one from our childhood, the sensitive kind sweet guy who had slowly been replaced through years of training given by the evil fucker who was my uncle.

I watched as Emmett came through the door holding the girl in his arms running off obviously to look for me but I had something I must do first. Waiting till he ran away I bounced over to Edward.

"Edwaaaaaaard! Welcome home" with a large smile plastered on my face I threw myself at him giving him a quick hug before he could shrug me off, only mine and Esmes' hugs were halfway tolerated but never reciprocated.

"Alice what the hell have you planned now!" ah the pissy voice, contrary to popular believe my dear cousin does have more voices than pissed and deadly. Unfortunately right now does not seem the time where he is going to show case the others.

Smiling sweetly at him "I have no idea what you are talking about dear cous, I am just happy you are home..." trailing off as he growls I back away slightly. I may be able to get away with a lot but it seemed to me that by unnerving him the girl had caused him to over think to the extent he was slowly being pushed over the edge and would crash if I didn't back off quickly. Feeling Jasper at my back I was relieved he may be Edwards second but I am always his priority.

"Come on Ally you can try later" aw who can resist a drawl like my Jazzy but I frown at his words. Looking at Edward one last time and after only saying a couple of sentences I know now is not the time for this fight I will have to go and regroup and plan how this is going to work. I must tread even lighter as I had obviously underestimated my cousin's pigheadedness!

EPOV

Surprised that the little pixie has given in so easily I sighed in relief till I catch the glare Jasper gives me. What is his problem? Everyone gets overwhelmed by Alice and I am not the first, nor the last, to snap. Beside that wasn't even me in a bad mood. But as I walk over to the mirror I stop, my hair is as wild as always but accompanying it are the matching green eyes with a look I have never seen. God I need to get a grip no wonder they backed off. Heading to the gym to burn off whatever the hell had gotten into me before I go and wake up our guest. This will stop! No one rattles Edward Antony Cullen, I mean Masan God now I am losing it, my father had better not be home or he would kill me.

BPOV

Pounding is all I felt it was like my head was exploding. Stop; please stop stupid brain… my incoherent thoughts added to the confusion as I slowly started to wake up. Opening my eyes gingerly I instantly slammed them back shut. Seriously? What part of the world is that damn light and that damn bright?! Groaning I sit up and gingerly probe the lump on my head. Shit! Recollection came flooding back to me more painful than my stupid head, he knocked me out! Ick I really needed to stop thinking with exclamation points, man it hurts to think. A chuckle next to me makes me freeze.

"Sorry didn't mean to interrupt you, please sleep or take some painkillers; I just couldn't help but laugh. You just looked so much like a lost kitten there for a second it was amusing my dear." A quiet calming voice comes from the side of the room. Risking possible blindness from the god-awful light I open my eyes and spot a beautiful woman in the corner observing me with a small smile on her face.

She must be older than me but damn she looked good. Dark brown hair fell to her shoulders in elegant waves with hazel eyes that had only a few lines around them. But they just added to her beauty, showing a lot of happiness in her life. Good for her, my thoughts turn bitter. Continuing my examination she seemed quite small perhaps shorter than me, it was hard to tell when she was sat down. Her clothes were simple yet complimented her and in her lap she was fiddling with something probably knitting I thought dismissively. Realizing she was still looking at me I blush and duck my head trying to get a bearing on where I was and what I remembered.

"Would you like anything my dear?" shaking my head I look up while grounding myself for the answers I needed.

"Where am I? What happened? And what is going to happen?" my voice came out quietly but strong. My throat burned from the drama of the previous day…No, no thoughts about that yet I just can't, I need to get a grip. I needed to ascertain my surroundings before I dealt with anything else; my mind was on the verge of collapse.

Frowning she came over and handed me a glass of water which I swallowed with relief. "You need to rest first you have obviously been through a lot, but to answer your questions you are in my family's home. You were taken here by my nephew because you witnessed something…no don't speak dear just listen... and he wanted to make sure you wouldn't talk. But I must say, you have caused quite a stir here already, and as to what will happen to you I really cannot say. I hope you stay here until you feel fit enough to return to wherever you came from. But in reality it all depends on who you are."

Shaking her head sadly I felt the colour drain, in that she had barely answered me but told me enough to know that I could be in some serious trouble. I didn't know what I had stirred but from my memory of the guy who had taken me here and what he had done I would need to escape. I may want to die or curl up and never be disturbed but I could not take any more pain! I did not want to be tortured or kept here away from…my heart constricted as I gasp. No, too soon I must concentrate on getting out of here then I can break down.

Looking up at her "what's your name?" she smiled in surprise at my lack of further questions. She doesn't need to know my plans and its best I get out of here, and to do that I have to get her out of the room. "I am Esme and my husband Carlisle is a doctor so if you wish I can bring him in here to look you over now your awake, you did have a nasty bump to the head" over my dead body is another one of these people getting close enough to "examine" I spat in my head while smiling. I nod weakly and sure enough she clucks in sympathy, the traditional mother hen so easy to get around…wow I really have turned quite manipulative. As she walks out of the room I get a glance of what she was messing with. A small box with wires and something like play dough attached, Shit shit and more shit!, I may not be bright but even I have watched enough TV to recognize a basic bomb, so much for the mother hen look.

After the door closes I scramble about ignoring the dizziness my sudden movements cause. Escape, escape, escape... the mantra pounds through my head. I look around and notice a very feminine room; whites, pinks and light gold's everywhere. There is a bed, wardrobe and a desk with a box on top. Walking over I open the box and am momentarily stunned by the beauty before me, I had never before seen so much jewellery in my life. Of course I never really had an interest in the stuff myself but no one could help but be in awe of the sheer quantity of expensive jewels. As I am admiring a plain but beautiful pearl necklace, which would have been adored by... movement catches my eye taking me away from such painful thoughts. Turning, I see the source of my earlier irritant of light, one side of the room is pure glass and the sun is directly on it. Walking over I examine the window, it is open and the drop isn't too far in the distance I see a gate, maybe I could make it over there. As I am pondering this, a fast movement catches my eye and I see a little creature snatch up the pearl necklace where I had left it, half in and half out of the jewellery box. As it ran past me, without thinking, I put my hand out to catch it and trip in typically me fashion and of course because the gods don't seem to be on my side lately I fall out of the window.

As I hit the ground I am stunned and look up into startled green eyes. Shouts from all sides ring in my ears, and I try to ascertain if I am injured. For the second time that day the green-eyed man picks me up, this time I am conscious enough to see a shocked look on his face as he glances up to where I just fell.

"What?" I couldn't help but notice the change in his voice when something throws him off, he sounded so young. "I fell chasing some stupid thing that stole a necklace" God I sounded like an idiot, he will never believe that and will most likely think I tried to escape and that I have more to hide. Sure enough his face clouds over as his mind reaches that conclusion. "GOTCHA! AHAHA" we jump at the loudest laugh I have ever heard. Looking over I see the tall muscled one from early holding up the pearl necklace. Still laughing he shouts out "damn those blinking squirrels" and runs back into the house as we stare in confusion satisfied he disarmed his friends anger.