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"Dad! What the hell is going on?" Rosalie yelled, storming into his office at the hospital. "Cam said Bella never turned up to college today, and Embry asked whether he could help fixing her car. Was she in a crash? She's not answering her phone!"
Carlisle looked up, with red rimmed eyes.
"Bella's car was found crashed on Pemblebrooke Avenue," he muttered, placing his head in his hands, "She wasn't in it. And she hasn't been found."
He shook with sobs. Tears were already flowing freely down Rosalie's cheeks. She didn't know what to say. She walked round the desk to Carlisle and put her arms around him. It couldn't happen to them again.
"Dad we'll find her. It's only been a few hours," she whispered, her face crumpling into his shoulder. Carlisle seemed to pull himself together at her words.
"Your Mum doesn't know yet. But I'm going to start the search now. The other casualties are in. I'm going to go and check on them and make sure they're ok to be questioned later. The police have already been rung. They are at the scene. I'm going to ring Mr Cormon now, and get him looking as soon as possible," he said, very quickly, making a note on a post-stick note on his desk.
"Dad, Mum needs to know. I'll go home and tell her," she began, but Carlisle held up his hand.
"No, you're not driving right now. Not in this state. Ring a taxi, give me your keys," Carlisle said, holding his hand out and walking round the desk.
"No Dad, I'll be fine, I'll ring you as soon as I get home. We need a car at home that I can drive, because Mum won't be in any state to drive hers," Rosalie argued, wiping her eyes. She wasn't going to panic, not yet. She was in the right frame of mind and she wasn't going to fall apart this time. They were going to find her, "I'll be careful."
Rosalie ran out of the office once Carlisle had sighed, giving her a single nod.
"Rosalie Cullen?" someone called.
Rose turned around, breathing very fast. It was Alice's therapist.
"Um hi, now isn't a good time," she mumbled, continuing to walk down the corridor, quickly.
"Are you ok?" she asked, running to catch up.
"Yes, sorry I'm in a hurry," she replied, wiping her eyes.
"It's just, Alice missed her appointment today, is she…?"
Rosalie sighed, "She won't be able to make it today, sorry, I'll tell her to ring you."
Rosalie ran off, reaching her car in minutes. Carlisle normally took Alice straight from school, he must have forgotten. She rang Alice before she set off, "Where are you?"
"At school," she complained, "Where the hell is Dad?"
"I'll be there in five minutes," Rosalie told her, trying to sound normal.
"Why? What's going on? Where's Dad?" But Rose could feel her voice breaking and so hung up.
She drove, carefully, to Alice's school. She could feel the panic build up inside her. She took three deep breaths. They'd find her.
Alice got straight in, looking at Rose.
"What's wrong?" she asked, anxiously.
Rosalie took a deep breath, letting the tears fall, "Bella's missing."
Alice looked at her, horrified, "What? How?" she asked, tears welling in her eyes.
"Her car crashed, but she wasn't there," Rose muttered, wiping her eyes.
Alice covered her face, "Rose it's four years ago today that…"
"I know. We'll find her Ali," Rose murmured.
She started the car again, breathing deeply. Alice shook her head, "No, take me to where she crashed, I'm going to look for her this time…"
"No, we need to be there for Mum, she's not going to cope," Rose told her, firmly.
"Rose, how are we going to find her if we aren't going to go after her?" Alice shouted, kicking the dash board.
"Alice stop it! We need to stay calm for Mum. Dad is sorting stuff out. We will help, but only when Mum knows and is as ok as she can be," Rosalie yelled.
They pulled up outside their house, opening the doors quickly. Rosalie ran towards the house, but Alice lingered by the car. She didn't know what to say to Esme, or how to say it. Rose had a clearer head, so she thought she'd eave her to it. She kicked the tree beside Rosalie's car, sobbing. Dropping her bag, she crouched down, burying her face in her arms. She didn't want to go through this again, and she didn't think she could manage it.
After a few minutes, she got up, and made her way to the house. She could hear shouting and by the time she reached the front door, she could hear Esme sobbing.
"No! You can't! Mum! Think! You're not in the right frame of…!" Rosalie cried, holding the car keys behind her back.
"Rosalie Cullen! Give them to me now!" Esme sobbed, holding out her hand.
"No," Rose whispered, shaking her head.
Esme's face crumpled. Rosalie guided her back to a chair where she sat, burying her face in her arms, and cried. Alice sat opposite her, running one hand through her hair before leaning back and letting tears fall down her cheeks.
Rosalie's mobile rang. She swore under her breath before answering it.
"Sorry Dad, I picked Alice up on the way, I've only just got home," Rosalie told him, jogging out of the room.
Carlisle sighed, "Ok, good. How's your Mum?"
"Upset. I've taken her car keys," Rosalie murmured, wiping her eyes, "Have you found anything?"
"Take me through to the others and put me on speaker phone," he said, gently.
Rosalie walked back to the kitchen and placed the phone on the dining room table.
"You're on speaker Dad."
"Ok, Esme, Alice, are you there?" he asked, calmly.
"Yeah," Alice squeaked, sighing.
"I've spoken to one of the people involved in the crash. They said they think they hit Bella. They got out of the car, and found her lying on the floor, breathing," he told them. Esme cried loudly. Alice covered her mouth. Rose ran a hand through her hair. Carlisle continued, "But when they went back to the car to get their phone to call an ambulance, Bella disappeared."
"Disappeared?" Rose asked, as fresh tears streaked down her cheeks.
"Yes, just vanished," Carlisle said, his voice breaking.
"What's happening about it, Carlisle?" Esme asked, her voice sounding surprisingly strong.
"Police are out. I've called the detective. I will talk to the other casualties when they are fit to do so…" Carlisle was explaining.
"Dad, can we do anything? I want to help this time!" Alice complained.
"Don't say this time. This isn't like last time, we'll find her," Esme told her, bracingly.
"Dad?" Rosalie asked, "Can't we go out looking for her?"
"Police will be coming round at some point this evening. I need you to find a photo of her, maybe make missing posters too? Make a description of Bella and write down what we know has happened. Can you do that?" he asked.
Rose sighed, "Yes."
"Ok, I'll see you all later. Ring if you need anything."
Rosalie stood by the table, staring at the phone. Esme dropped her head in her arms. Rosalie thought she knew that Esme was close to having no hope. She knew she wouldn't give up though. Like how she never gave up with the boys.
Not sure where I'm going to go next, but I do have a plan now. I need to think about next chapter. Do you want it to now move on quickly, or more slowly? Let me know what you thought!