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Jasper is on the hunt for Bella. This time, Edward is by Bella's side - but there is no telling for how long Edward can keep her safe... Don't read Inexplicable until you've (In order) read:
1.) Tears Don't Fall
2.) Unforgettable DISCLAIMER: All characters, real or fake, or content taken from the twilight series belong to Stephenie Meyer. This story is a result of my untamed imagination. Please don't sue me.

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5. Chapter 5

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“Edward. Speak to me, Edward.” Emmett said, his hand on his brother’s shoulder, shaking him.

“I’m thinking.” Edward said, seemingly agitated.

“We have to get out of here, Edward.” I whispered, the thought of Jasper being so close sending shivers up and down my spine. His cold arms tightened around me.

Rosalie was opening her Louis Vuitton duffel bag, and I saw that she had taken out some clothes for me. They were not her own; they fit in all the right places. She sprayed a few sprits of Calvin Klein’s Obsession over me. Then I found myself being swept up off the floor. In moments he was running down the stairs, with me in his arms.

“Rosalie. Go to the front desk and check out immediately.” Edward handed her a credit card and sent her off without blinking an eye.

“Is he in the building?” I felt an unexplainable wave of concern for Rosalie’s safety.

“No, but he’s close. We have to leave anyway.” Edward replied.

We were outside in moments. In a flash, Edward’s phone was at his ear. Then he carried me off to the parking lot where the Mercedes was parked, a light layer of snow dusting the surface. The engine started up without a protest, and Edward started down the streets. Maybe it was just me, but Edward’s hand seemed to be quivering slightly as he gripped the steering wheel.

“I’m not going to lose you again, Bella.” Edward said finally. We were on the highway already. I saw Emmett’s Jeep flash its headlights in the rearview mirror.

“How close is he?” I asked, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable in my own skin.

“He’s still in the city, I think. We were right to leave all your belongings back at the hotel.” Edward answered dryly. I felt a sudden pang of remorse as I thought of my wedding ring, which I had forgotten on the counter in the bathroom when I washed my hands. But then I had an epiphany. My relationship with Edward was not material. We did not need rings and such to proclaim our love for one another. And besides, I never liked wearing jewelry. The feeling of remorse faded completely as Edward’s hand wound around mine.

“Where do we go from here?”

“Emmett came up with an idea - that we would go as far west as possible. Then we’re going to take a plane to England. Esme will meet us there.” I didn’t recall Emmett saying much before we left the hotel, but I did not bring this up.

“Esme is coming?”

“Yes. Unless you don’t want her to…” I didn’t understand how he interpreted my words.

“No! Of course I want to see Esme.” I answered briskly, thinking of Esme’s soft features, kind demeanor and caramel tinted hair. I didn’t realize how much I missed Esme until I tried to picture her face.

Edward smiled tentatively. “Do you miss Alice?” He asked suddenly.

I turned just to see him staring at me, his eyes deviating from the road. “I miss Alice…” The pain in my chest subsided in minimal amounts as I clung on to the slight hopes that Alice was still alive. How I missed her spiky black hair and fragrant scent! “It hurts to think about her…”

“I miss Alice too. She was very…” Edward was interrupted by the sharp ringing of his phone. I was a tad bit annoyed that he never got to finish his sentence, but negated this thought when I remembered that Emmett was keeping me safe out of his own will.

Edward hung up the phone. I had been so engrossed in my thoughts that I hadn’t noticed him speaking. “Emmett says that the first flights out of the country aren’t until tomorrow.” He said with a sigh. “And at the speed I’m driving, we’ll be there before twilight.” This gave me an excuse to glance at the speedometer. Edward was driving at two times the legal speed. Then he sighed again.

“What’s the matter?” I asked.

“The danger I’m putting you through… Does it bother you?” Edward tightened his fingers around mine; as if I said yes and tried to run away, he would hold me there. “I don’t know why I do this… Put you in danger constantly, I mean.” My chest tightened before he added this, thinking that maybe he didn’t want me anymore.

“No. I love you. Why would it bother me?” I smiled at Edward, hoping that my light smile might lift his dark mood.

A hint of a smile played around his lips. “I love you too.”

“The danger you ‘put’,” I lifted my fingers in the air in quotation. “me through, hasn’t dulled the intense fire that is my love for you.”

Edward didn’t answer. It seemed like he wasn’t listening, but I was dead wrong. He was listening to something I couldn’t hear. “Is something bothering you?” I finally asked.

“Yes. He’s too far for me to hear his thoughts.” Edward said, irritated by this fact. “But I think I know what he’s doing.” I had hardly given Jasper a thought since a week ago, when Edward started his cross country trek to meet up with Emmett and Rosalie. It stunned me for a moment that a creature like Jasper would find interest in a human like me for a mate. I shivered at the thought. Jasper or no Jasper, my heart belonged to the one and only Edward. And nothing would change this fact.

I didn’t know what kind of force on Earth could break the bond formed between Jasper and Alice. But whatever force that was had possibly killed Alice. The tightening feeling in my chest returned. But all of a sudden, as if I was shot with a dose of morphine, the pain subsided abruptly. The clutter of thoughts that my mind formed was cleared away as I realized who was near.

I mean, sir, in delay
We waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day.
Take our good meaning, for our judgment sits
Five times in that ere once in our five wits.
Mercutio - Romeo and Juliet