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    September 13th

    I fell asleep again, only to be rudely awakened at the impact of the bed I was thrown into. I gasped at the startling event as I heard a slap followed by Alice screaming at Emmett. The idea of Alice hitting Emmett made me laugh.

    I opened my eyes to see Alice walk over and sit next to me. I was facing the wall, but I wasn’t in the mood for talking so I turned over. Jasper was standing in the corner on the other side of the room.

    Thoughts of Edward suddenly filled my head and tears began rolling down my face. I buried myself in the pillow and reached out for Jasper. A wave of calmness ran through me in response.

    Alice’s hand rubbed soothing circles in my back while I tried to compose myself.

    “Where are we?” I mumbled when I had finally found the breath to speak. I couldn’t believe they had driven me to Argentina.

    “Argentina,” Alice stated plainly.

    Darn them! “Why?”

    “To be far away from the Volturi.” I cringed at the name.

    “Where is Edward?” I tried to hide my tears, but they began to run freely again. Jasper sent another wave of calmness through me.

    “Carlisle, Esme, and Rosalie are getting him. They will call when they do.” This made me feel a little better. Rosalie wouldn’t be much help, but at least she wasn’t here to bother me. Carlisle and Esme would find him and help him.

    “How long have we been driving?”

    “Almost 40 hours.” Alice hung her head with her response. We both knew they should have found Edward and called by now. A drive to Argentina takes time, even at 200 miles per hour. Something must be wrong.

    I panicked at the thought of Edward being hurt, and was saddened that Carlisle, Esme, and Rosalie might be hurt too.

    Jasper calmed me again and I got really irritated, but that didn’t stop him from continuing.

    I sighed and buried my face further.

    “Can I explore the hotel?” I mumbled, too low for normal ears to hear.

    Alice’s hand stopped rubbing circles. I really couldn’t care less if they let me out of the room, but space could do Jasper and I a lot of good.

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