Bella's POV:

Emmett had been so excited when he heard we had Molly. Paul was still not awake and I made him swear up and down that he would not tell anyone who didn't already know that Molly was rescued- I'd decided I wanted to surprise them.

Was it a little mean? Ya, maybe but I wasn't sure how the trip home was going to go and if the Volturi were going to come after us immediately or not and I just wanted to be home before anyone's hopes got up.

I was so worried about Paul not yet being awake but I had to take care of our daughter now. She had been in the hands of evil beings for almost 2 weeks and I didn't know how that would affect her.

Currently she was in my arms cooing happily and playing with the strings on my sweater as we sat in the airport terminal waiting for boarding to be called. Rose was fiddling with a bottle, mixing Molly's formula so she could have something on the plane during take-off and Peter was glaring at a book- I assumed that he had found yet another incorrect fact in a history book. Just like Jasper he took his history very seriously and became agitated when it wasn't recorded correctly.

"Now boarding passengers to Seattle, Washington. First class passengers only at this time please." A voice called over the intercom system. Rosalie grabbed the baby bag and tugging at Peter headed to the gate with me holding Molly close on her heels.

Rose sat bouncing in her seat and I knew she was excited to be going home to her husband- she missed Emmett immensely. It was funny out of all the couples I knew Rose and Emmett were definitely the closest, while polar opposites their love was so all encompassing and either would give the world for the other.

"Bell," Rose started her eyes shining brightly "Are you ready to bring Mol home?"

"More than ready," I smiled passing my daughter to Peter momentarily so I could do up my seatbelt before holding her again. "I just hope there is some progress with Paul." With those words my heart felt heavier. I was terrified I would be gaining one family member back just to lose another and yet again at the hands of my sadistic ex.

"He'll be ok Bella," Peter said gripping my hand quickly for a second.

I nodded in agreement and settled back not in the mood for a conversation with my friends.

The flight home was painfully long- 10 hours en route to New York, 6 hour layover, and 5 more hours to Seattle. Molly was restless and tired of being held by the time we landed and I felt terrible that I had to confine her to a car seat for the ride home.

The closer we got to the house the louder she screamed. Nothing I did quieted her, I tried bottles and soothers and nothing helped. Rose tried singing and she kept screaming, it was scaring me to the core. What if she really was such an all powerful being and she knew something was amiss at home? What if she knew something I didn't even at her young age?

Finally after 2 and a half hours of driving Peter made the turn onto the Cullen's long, winding driveway. It was decorated to the nines with lights twisted around trees. Alice was celebrating and it was clear she knew we were on our way home.

Peter parked in front of the arching doorway and I could make out the shapes of people in the living room as light bounced off the glass. Rose danced up the steps and Peter was hot on her tail, eager to see Charlotte I was sure, and I hastened to unbuckle my daughter who had suddenly stopped crying.

A bright, gummy smile was gracing her heart shaped face and I playfully rubbed my nose against hers in an Eskimo kiss as we climbed the stairs.

"Honey, I'm home!" Peter's voice boomed through the entry way and we were greeted by all the people we loved.

"You found her!" Seth screamed in excitement, instantly by my side, enamored by his imprint who reached eagerly towards him.

My own eyes were drawn to the tall figure standing at the top of the stairs. His arm in a sling, probably protecting his wounded shoulder from too much movement, was my Paul and it was like everyone else in the room ceased to exist as I rushed past everyone to embrace him. I was glad that Molly was in the arms of one who loved her as much as Paul and I did and that she wasn't crushed in the passionate kiss I shared with Paul when we finally were close enough.

"You're awake." I smiled into his lips breathing in his scent deeply; I had missed him so much.

"And you brought Molly home." He said a laugh playing at the back of his throat.

"I told you I would," I chuckled and our reunion was cut short by two almost identical shrieks.

"Momma!" The boys added launching themselves at my legs. Emmett was behind me on the stairs and kept me from falling long enough to regain my balance.

Molly was shrieking happily pulling away from Seth and trying to grab Paul. He picked her up and she instantly settled with her head on his shoulder thumb plopped in her mouth. He kissed her head and did as I had many times in the past 24 hours and inhaled her scent deeply.

"You bringed sissy home!" Micah shouted joyously as I picked them both up. He reached out and put his hand on her foot, holding tightly.

"Wuv you momma." Noah said sounding very tired. He snuggled down his head in the crook of my shoulder and I kissed the top of his head.

"I love you too." I whispered. I was happy to be home.

"Let's let them get in out of the entranceway" Esme laughed. If she could cry she'd be crying tears of happiness.

As one large group we moved to the living room and Paul and I settled on the couch. The boys moved to lay on top of Jacob and Jarrod who took residence on the floor and I lay my own head across Paul's lap. He kept his hold on Molly and Seth stood above the couch, inches away from her. He'd been deprived of her presence so long and was clearly thrilled to be close to her.

Everyone took spots around the room and Emmett suddenly laughed boisterously "So you took on the evil trio all by your lonesome?"