Esme smiled as she laid with Carlisle beneath a blanket on the couch. She traced lines down bare back with her fingers as he playfully hovered above her with a piece of candy corn between his teeth.

She leaned and took it from him with her mouth, initiating a heated makeout session in their post-coital embrace.

When Carlisle trailed down neck past her collar bone and to her breasts with his lips Esme bit down on her bottom lip and smiled.

"You're like.. Superman." She ran a hand through his hair, still grinning.

Carlisle laughed and looked up at her. "I guess that would make you Wonder Woman." He brought his lips back to hers and Esme quickly got back into the moment as she wrapped her arms around him.

When she felt how aroused he was despite having just made love some fifteen minutes prior, Esme invited him back into her and moaned against his lips.

Carlisle buried his face into the nook of neck, grazing her sensitive skin with his teeth and then linked one of his hands with Esme's above her head while hooking under one of her legs with the other.

When the TV and scattered lights on in the house suddenly went off Esme froze. It was as if someone had flipped a switch and the whole place went dark despite the fire in the fireplace.

"Carlisle," Esme whispered his name and he continued his pursuit of her with his eyes closed, assuming she had whispered his name for other reasons. "Hey.." she lifted his head and watched as his eyes flickered open.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"The power's out.. I think."

"That's terrible," he said with a smirk, attempting to kiss her again but Esme lightly pushed back at the front of his shoulders.

"Something's wrong." Her stomach sank and she looked around the living room.

Carlisle looked over his shoulder, following her gaze but then looked back to her. "It's a windy night," he reminded her. "Power lines could've been knocked down by a tree branch or something."

Esme shook her head and stood up as Carlisle moved off of her and sat beneath the blanket on the couch. She reached for her clothes that had been scattered on the floor and began getting dressed.

"Do you think the kids made it to the camp site? Do you think they're there?"

"I.. I don't know. I would think so by now."

Esme hurried into Edward's room with Carlisle at her heels now as he threw his pants back on. She was in search of a flashlight and suddenly let her eyes fall on the partially open closet. Esme rushed to it and all of Edward's camping equipment fell out when she flung the door open.

"What's going on?" He saw the look on her face as he stood in the doorway.

"Someone didn't go to Yosemite."

Carlisle ran a hand through his hair and Esme hurried out of Edward's room past him and into her own where she retrieved a handgun from a safe by the bed.

"What are you doing?" Carlisle asked.

"I just have to go find Edward."

"There's no reason to get upset yet.." he trailed Esme, still barefoot and shirtless, as she hurried back down the hall into the living room. "Esme.."

She threw the front door open and the two of them jumped back when they came face to face with Mike, the security guard, at the front step who had his hand up as if he was about to knock.

"Jesus!" Esme shouted.

"Christ," Mike finished, also jumping back when he saw the gun in her hand.

Esme caught her breath and leaned against the door frame. Mike looked back and forth between the two of them and Esme looked back to him.

"The power's out," she informed him.

"I know." Mike looked at Carlisle and then at the revolver Esme's held again. "And there's a strange car parked down at the gate. No one's in it."

"Shit." Esme looked over her shoulder at Carlisle.

"We all need to calm down," he told the two of them, both looking equally frantic. "We don't know that anything is wrong."

"We have to go find Edward."

"Well.. if I were to guess there's one of two places he'll be."

Esme continued to look at him and he went on.

"Well he's either with Bella or Emmett.. or both."

"Go back to the main gate," Esme instructed Mike and then looked at Carlisle. "Get dressed. We're going down to the dorms."

Carlisle and Esme entered the boys' dorms first and Esme adamantly knocked on Emmett's door. When nobody answered she began to shout his name, followed by Edward's but there was no answer.

She fiddled with her keys, finding the master to all of the rooms and unlocked it.

The two of them burst into the room, finding it empty. Esme cursed under her breath when she went to flip the switch to turn the lights on though with the power off they were left in darkness.

She led the way, frantically walking to Bella's room next and when they found the same results and the rooms were empty Esme sank down on the bed and began to cry.

Carlisle immediately pulled her to him and allowed her to get it out. "He's okay Esme," he assured her. "The four of them are together. We'll find them."

"Something is wrong Carlisle." She held him tightly for another minute or so and then got herself together and stood up.

Esme took a deep breath and wiped her eyes, looking at him.

"They snuck out somewhere," he told her. "Come on." Carlisle towed her out of the room by the hand. "They've got to be somewhere."

"I hope your right."