AN: S. Meyer owns The Twilight Saga.

So, I hope you enjoy this new story. My beta, Baskketcase, will be helping me out with this one.

1. The Bride is Missing!

-Mike-

Ring, ring, ring...

The ringing of my cell phone woke me up from a wonderful dream. Bella and I were finally at the alter exchanging vows. I groaned and reached for my cell on the night stand. I glanced at the clock.

Who the hell is calling me at noon?

Everyone knewI worked the fucking noc shift at the hospital last night. I looked at the the caller I.D., unknown number.

I answered the phone, "Hello?"

"Um, Mike?" A female voice asked.

"Yeah, who's this?"

"It's Alice, um..." Alice Brandon, Bella's best friend.

"What Alice, it's noon, I worked last night. What do you need?"

"I-It's Bella." Her voice was shaky.

I shot out of bed and turned on the lights.

"What about Bella?!" I yelled.

"W-We...we can't find her." Alice was sobbing.

"What do you mean you cant find her!" I was full on panicking.

"We woke up this morning and she was gone."

God, this cannot be happening! I knew this was a fucking bad idea.

"What the fuck do you mean Alice! Are you telling me that the fucking twoday's I let Bella go out with you and Rosalie, you lose my fucking fiancee'!?"

I've always known Alice and Rosalie were bed friends to Bella. They didn't give a shit about her happiness. They fucking envied her, always trying to come between us.

"Look Mike! We all went out for dinner Friday night, we gambled a little at the Wynn and we caught a show at Bally's. Then we got back to our suite at the Bellagioaround four in the morning. We woke up, had brunch and headed to the pool. We did some shopping and went back to the suite to get dressed to go out. We had dinner at the Trump and then we went to Tao Night Club in the Venetian. We were there for a couple of hours, we had some drinks and danced. We met some people-"

"You were with fucking guys, weren't you! I fucking knew it! How could I trust my Bella with you-"

"MIKE! SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LISTEN!" I could hear her take a deep breath, "We were with some people we met there and we headed to the Palms. We had some more drinks, Bella and one of the people we met wanted to check out the tattoo place in there. After that I don't remember what happened. We've been all over Vegas looking for her!" Alice was still sobbing.

Tattoos, a fucking tattoo shop! Bella knows how I feel about fucking tattoos!

"Was this 'friend' a he?" I was so pissed, I wanted to hit someone.

She sighed, "Yes."

Fucking bitch.

"Alice, you and Rosalie let my future wife take off with some fucking prick a week before our wedding?!"

"Edward is not a prick Mike! His friends are with us, we're all trying to look for them!"

Oh great, fucking perfect, the prick has a goddamn name!

"I don't give a flying fuck about that son of a bitch's name, Alice! I want my Bella home, NOW!" I was staring to get dressed to catch the first flight to Las Vegas.

"Mike, we will find her," she sighed, "I just wanted to let you know what was going on. I knew you would want to know."

"Well, fucking thank you very much Alice, you're so goddamn considerate. Do you want a fucking golden star?!" I had it with these two, as soon as Bella's my wife I'm going to demand that she cut them out of our lives.

"I got to go Mike, I'll call you as soon as we find her." The line cut.

Bella, my fucking Bella, missing in Las Vegas. I knew this stupid bachelorette party was a fucking bad idea. Women and their goddamn stupid ideas.

Bella's going to cut that shit out as soon as she says 'I do'.

Yeah, Mike is a bit misogynistic. Bella and Edward missing in Vegas...hmmm. What can they be doing?