A/N: Now I just have to address two of reviewers because it's in my nature to have a reply for every thing. My boyfriend hates it, says I've got too much cheek sometimes lol. Oh well, the women in my family are full of cheek so here goes.

I wanna start with jessa76, who is going around telling people that I was/am mean to her. She claims not but I have Pms stating otherwise. First chicky, your friends can't cut my ass. And neither can you. I've stated times over that this is

MY story and it will be written how I see fit. You say that all Bella and Emmett had is a one night stand and one date. I can see what your views on a relationship are, so because apparently they only slept together once makes them a one night stand. Don't take into consideration the time they spent getting to know each other, every other day. Because I didn't write it out verbatim doesn't mean that they didn't. I'm sure my readers are smart enough to read between the lines. So they haven't told each other that they are exclusive, fair enough, they haven't had time to yet, but the story is not finished, so just hold your horses there.

You went on to tell me that I should change the story into a James/Edward one...seriously? I have a question for you. Do you write? Have you ever written? If your answer is no, then who the hell are you to be telling me how to write my story? You want me to admit that this is not a story about Bella and Emmett being together? Keep waiting. You say you won't read or rec my stories anymore? Well my mother taught me that not everyone can like you so that's like water of a duck's back for me. That is all.

Secondly memelovesemmett, I never said to you or to anyone for that matter what they can say in my reviews. I simply said I don't like negativity and if you have an issue with something in my story you should simply PM me. Not once did I say review what I want you to because that is impossible as we are all different people. Also the word is spelt : WRITE.

Okay lovelies, that's done with now you get a three peat since I've been home on this long weekend. Hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: This is my plot line, SM owns the characters.

Chapter 57

*EmPOV*

It had been two weeks since Bella had been kidnapped.

It had been confirmed with the phone call I received some six hours after the incident.

The voice had been altered and unrecognizable, the person taunted me and found pleasure in my absolute discord.

I was livid, confused and scared.

But the weirdest part of the whole thing was that they didn't make any demands, merely said they'd be in contact. Bella's parent's had to return home, work commitments but they kept in touch, with daily calls. I hated not being able to give them anything when they called. This was their only child and I knew their hearts were breaking with each passing day.

Edward had hardly spoken a word to me but on my birthday he handed me a bag. Seems like Bella had made a stop before coming home that night. I opened the bag with shaking hands, not knowing what to expect. Edward stood there all the while glaring at me.

Inside was a small back wrapped in black gift wrapping and a single blue bow. I dropped the bag and opened the box. A single sheet of writing paper greeted me. I lifted it to find a leather chain with a Celtic knot pendant. It had three knots. I knew a bit out Celtic artifacts and I knew what the symbolism surrounding the three knots.

My knees gave out and I crashed heavily into the waiting chair. I had to read the letter. Oh God.

Dearest Emmett,

I would never have thought in a million years that I would be addressing you as such. So much has happened these past months. Me being pregnant for a stranger, having to move in with said stranger because I lost my house to fire. Getting to know you, so you no longer were a stranger. Falling in love with our child. Falling in love with her father.

You did things for me that no one ever has, making me see my true worth. Feeling that power that all women dream about having. The power of knowing the true potential of one's sexuality. The one thing I do love most about our arrangement, is that we were honest from the get go. There was no pretense, no subterfuge. You know, the type of thing that usually goes on in a regular relationship. Pretending to be a shadow of yourself to wheel in the potential love interest. Keeping your true self hidden only until after the relationship has be solidified, usually by the sexual consummation.

We didn't have that. No, we were both raw and brutally honest with each other. We fell, well I can only speak for myself in that light; I fell in love with the real you. The you with all the problems and issues going on around you. Not the you the media sees, not the you who dons a mask for social etiquette. Thank you for giving me that. I love you Emmett Dale McCarty, and I can't wait to share our daughter with you.

Bella.

I didn't realize I was crying until the ink smudged from the tear drop. If I hadn't already acknowledged the fact that I was in love with Bella Swan, I would definitely be acknowledging it now. I became overwrought with the emotions I had been holding in check and I just broke down. Sobs wracked my body, and then sounds that I didn't know could be made by a human being followed suit. I could feel Edward's hesitance at coming closer, but he was saved from making the decision just then when the doorbell rang.

I couldn't hear the words being said, but the murmur of their voices carried in the still house. My noises had quieted and I could hear them now.

"He's not taking social calls at the moment," I heard Edward say in a harsh whisper.

Then I heard a voice that I hadn't dreamt about hearing ever again in this lifetime.

"I assure you, he will see me."

-TA-

*AlPOV*

She was beyond upset with me, and this time I truly had no idea why.

I had done everything she asked of me and then some.

I had given her my soul to do with as she pleased, and still she treated me like shit under her shoe.

I had lost my one true love because of what she wanted.

She was the only one to feel satisfaction. To get her every whim rewarded.

I on the other hand only felt pain; loss.

At first I accepted losing him, thinking that maybe it would all work out eventually. Then she set me upon Emmett's poor unsuspecting friend. It was all business at the beginning, but then something changed; my feelings changed. I found myself falling for James. There was just something about him. Little did I know that her plan would bring me face to face, figuratively at least, with him again.

This did a number on my heart, and I refused to do it.

She was persistent on the matter and eventually wore me down.

"This is business."

That's what she had said and like a lamb to the slaughter I followed blindly.

Now I believed she had truly gone off the deep end.

I thought it was only a sick obsession when she had her hair styled like Bella's but with the fake baby bump and her mannerisms changing to mimic Bella's, that's when I realized that all sanity had checked out.

I was planning on walking out on her, I had my bags all packed and ready.

I should've known better.

As usual she was one step ahead of me. She kidnapped Bella.

I had no doubt in my mind that had not for some sick plan revolving around Bella's unborn baby, Bella would already be dead.

Now instead she was being given the best care afforded.

He hadn't been in to see her since she became alert. It was not in the plan to have Bella know that I was involved, I didn't want her to know that I was so that worked out just fine for me. And then she informed me that I was going to get back in the game and get James to forgive me.

Believe me, I had been trying but James was having none of it. He even went as far as to have me barred from his office building.

I had walked in while she was in the middle of a phone call. She motioned for me to stay as I started backing out of the door, so I came into the room and closed the door quietly behind me.

I watched as a myriad of emotions played over her face before the usual blank look settled down and she muttered a strained yes into the receiver before hanging up. It was quiet for a few moments and then all hell broke loose.

She started throwing things and screaming obscenities. I was ducking low, looking for some way to escape without being hurt.

"Who the hell was that on the phone?" I yelled as another object whizzed past my head.

"Stop throwing things at me for fuck's sake!"

She growled at me and then lobbed a place holder, one of the glassy ones, at my freaking head.

I finally got the nerve to get up and make a run at her, she was flailing and I was feeling all of her anxiety flowing through me. Jeeze, trust that stupid twin thing to kick in now.

"Shh," I murmured pinning her hands at her side and drawing her against my chest.

"Tell me what's wrong sis?"

I felt her body stiffen at the term and cursed myself for it.

I knew how she hated being reminded that she and I were two halves of a whole.

"She's coming," she finally said, her voice low and defeated.

I was honestly scared because I had never heard her sound like this. Not even when we were children and had been denied something we wanted.

She? Who was this 'she' she was talking about?

"Who's coming?" I asked, keeping my voice at a normal decibel, not needing her to snap out of whatever trance she was in.

I was met with silence and then just like that the bitch was back. She pushed out of my arms, and glared at me in stony silence.

"Get out," she said, her voice deceptively calm.

I blinked a few times, telling myself that I shouldn't be surprised at the speed of which her mask had dropped into place. I turned and all but ran out of the room, and couldn't help shake the feeling that more trouble was on it's way.

-TA-

*BPOV*

I had been pretty much left alone since I came to, with the exception of the doctors. I had gone from being scared to being pissed off. Whoever this person that had taken me from my friends and family was going to get a serious beat down if I ever got my hands on them.

On a daily basis I had to literally calm myself down, reminding myself that stress was not good for the baby. I was going stir crazy, the fucking bastards hadn't even given me a radio. All I had for twenty-four hours a day was silence and the sound of my own voice, when I decided to talk so I would hear something.

The doctors who came and went never said anything to me, they were completely like droids. I did manage to catch a glimpse outside the door, disheartened to see two stocky men standing guard.

I had to get out of there.

That thought was only reinforced with the last doctor's visit.

Something had distracted them from closing the door completely and I heard him say to someone who was outside my line of sight, "It will be at least three more weeks before the baby can survive successfully outside of the mother's womb.

What the fuck did that mean?

Did they want to hurt my baby?

No, no that didn't make sense from what they were saying.

I thought about it for a bit, mulling over the words when it hit me.

"Holy shit!" I gasped aloud.

They meant once the baby could survive without me, I would no longer be of consequence.

I had to get the fuck outta dodge.

A/N: Ta dah! To address the 'It's not official cuz they never said it' angle...I at least have Bella admitting to Emmett that she is indeed in love with him. Also yes, I purposely left who the person visiting Emmett a mystery because I wanna see if anyone will guess who it is, and what about the 'she' that made our little ? person flip a table like that? To all of you who send love and insight my way: Love you to bits. To my haters/people trying to bring me down and can't do any better: I love you too! *kisses* ~ Riney

.Bitch2992: LOL is this soon enough for you doll? Hope so, glad you're enjoying it! I enjoy writing it for you guys to read.

Mickeyluver33: I hope you get your brain functioning again soon. I miss it picking mine :) Get some rest though. I understand totally. Love you *mwah*

LillyZ: I'd love to give her more than a piece of my mind, grrr. About your assumption...well we'll see ;)

ladyelmo323: Thanks sweetie :)

twilightlover212: Yup. You got it sweetie, and yes...everyone's going pretty hard on Em but look at what's he's come from. He doesn't know how to trust and usually hides his hurt and insecurities behind his anger and aloofness. Kinda like a defense mechanism. Glad Eddie got the punch in too but don't let Em know, it'll be our secret :D

Ara827: You and Bella would have a huge argument there concerning the sex of the baby. LOL

brosserrat: Ikr?

sam's-lurker-droid: Thanks hunny :)

Guest1: Thanks dahlin, glad you're enjoying and lol sending you Jazz :)

Until next time chicas. Pixie loves ya