Hi guys, I know this chapter is short, and my intentions were to add onto it, but I've lost my friend and the words aren't coming.

So before I being, I'd like to dedicate this chapter, this whole story, to my friend Jamie, one of God's angels that were taken too soon. He truly was the most amazing person anyone could have met. Rest in peace beautiful.

"Alight so here's the plan." Alice said seriously, glancing around the circle we'd huddled into, in her room, away from all the noise and teen drama of my party.
"I'm going to use the transporter to go find Emmett. I just found out it has a GPS tracking system built into it! Neato!" She smiled flashing the transporter and winked.

"Alice this is a plan, not an advertisement." Jasper sighed. "Besides is it smart to use that thing if Beth's father made it?"

"That what I said!" Rosalie and I chorused.

"Oh relax guys! I'm not going to be stuck in business class again; it's either first class or nothing. It's impossible to book a flight last minute and get a good seat. My back still ache's from being so cramped in that seat!" She pouted. "Now all I have to do is type Emmett's cell phone number in here and press transport and viola!" She smiled and disappeared before our eyes.

"Alice!" Jasper called out to thin air.

"She'll be fine." I sighed. "In the mean time, I have guests to entertain. One in particular." And retreated back to the party leaving Jasper and Rosalie to wait for Alice's return.

"I'll come." Rosalie offered.

"No, you've done enough damage for one night." I stopped her, and descended down the staircase into the spotlight.

"Bella, you have got to help me." A dark, cloaked figure urged, as he used all his strength to drag me into the closet under the stairs.

"What are you doing?" I asked surprised, and struggled from his grasp. "Let me go!" I demanded.

"Sorry." The figure apologised and let down his hood, just as he had has ascertained the door was locked.

"David, where did you find that cloak? You look like the grim reaper." I sighed.

"Some whacked out closet upstairs when I was hiding from some crazy red head." He said, in between gasps for air. He sounded as if he'd been working out.

"What have you been doing?" I hissed.

"Bella, it's insane! There are all these girls fighting over me! Quinn Alistair just punched a girl out for hitting on me."

"So?" I shrugged.

"She's a vegetarian; I spent a small fortune to fill her locker with raw meat. She passed out when she opened her locker and found a whole cow's ribs. I got applauded. She got textbooks stained in animal blood. She slapped me. AND NOW SHE'S ACTING LIKE MY JEALOUS GIRLFRIEND!" He yelled frantically. "To make matters worse, SHE'S NOT THE ONLY ONE!"

"Okay a) you have a sick, twisted sense of humour, and b) I thought you'd like all the attention, I mean, all these girls are gorgeous." I said.

"Oh yeah sure, I mean at first it was nice. But when you realised you just made out with your best mates' sister, who just happens to be standing behind you, you know you don't have a best mate anymore. Or when a girl is making eyes at you, and you make absolutely no advances on her, her boyfriend assumes your trying to corrupt her. And don't get me started on the vice-president of the chess club!" He said hysterically.

"Calm down, okay?" I soothed.

"You win okay? Get rid of all these people, and I won't kill you or Ms. Hale." He pleaded.

"Really?" I said hopefully, eyes shining in joy. David nodded enthusiastically.

As I got up to let myself out, and David put back on the cloak, a loud thud and squeal wailed from beyond the door.

"WHAT IS GOING ON? EVERYONE GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" A man roared.

David and I exchanged worried glances, and I perched the door open ajar, and watched as an array of colours flooded out the door.

I bit my lip, and slowly emerged from the room.

"Bella?" The kind, anxious voice of Esme coaxed.

"Esme!" I said thrilled, and ran out to envelope her in a hug.

"Bella my beautiful girl! What's going on here?" She asked serenely, smoothing my hair down.

"Care to explain?" Carlisle demanded.

"Carlisle! Esme!" Rosalie and Jasper chorused from the staircase, and joined in the reunion.

"Jasper, stop it. I don't want to feel calm." Carlisle sighed but gave in. "What is that?" He said startled.

We spun around to see the figure in the dark cloak emerge from the closet, shyly.

"Dr. Cullen, it's me, David." David said politely.

I looked up at Carlisle, and watched as he closed his eyes, taking in deep, soothing breaths. "Bella, you're old enough to classify as a pensioner. Why do you persist on acting like an out of control teenager?"

"We need your help." I began.

"Naturally." Esme shrugged gently, plodding her suitcase beside her.

"Emmett and Edward have gotten kidnapped by a psycho blonde, who has weird mind controlling powers and for some reason has a vendetta again Bella!" Rosalie choked.

"Rose." Jasper hissed.

"Edward and Edward are missing?" Carlisle said disbelieving.

Before our eyes a bright flash blinded us all and two figures thudded appeared from thin air.

"Get off me!" Alice gasped for air, thumping the figure triple her size.

"I'm sorry! I told you it didn't want to use it." He growled and picked himself up, then extended a hand to Alice.

"Emmett!" Rosalie squealed and threw her arms around him. "It was all staged, I swear!" She blurted.

"What?" He asked dazed. "I got something in my ear, hang on." He shook his head to the side, and jumped on his heels as a mound of sand came pouring out.

"Where were you?" Jasper asked amazed.

"Great news everyone." Alice announced, "Only Edward is missing." She said triumphantly.

Carlisle glanced over to Esme. "I don't know why we ever left that island."