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This was the original Chapter 23, it's only half complete and I think it's not so great. This should give you an idea of how I write. I get through an entire chapter and then edit beyond recognition so it's beefed up lol. I just thought that Alice was entirely too feminine and graceful to do it like this. I think this would be more a Emmett action.

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OUTTAKE Chapter 23 - The Past.

We had decided that Jasper and I would take the car with Bella, Edward and Carlisle and drop them off at the hospital. We would then head towards the airport to pick up the Mercedes. I would drive the Mercedes and Jasper would bring the BMW back to the studio to pick up Emmett. We would burn the body before we left and leave the stolen car outside.

The three of us were to then find a hotel near the hospital and check in. One of us would return to the Hilton and set a mock scene of a terrible accident. I would be doing the honors.

The ride to the hospital was quiet. Edward had Bella wrapped gently in his arms, her legs was spread out across the car on Carlisle's lap. I knew they would be okay once inside the hospital. Carlisle being a doctor would make all the difference. I knew that he would make sure to be included in any treatment that Bella received so he could communicate what was going on with Edward.

Jasper pulled to a stop in the covered ambulance bay and Carlisle jumped out. He was back in an instant with a hospital gurney. Edward stepped out of the car and placed Bella gently on it. The hospital staff was beginning to crowd around them Edward shot a look at me. I knew we had to execute our plan quickly.

Jasper pulled out of the bay and slammed on the gas, we didn't have long and we had no time to waste. I turned in my seat to look at him.

"Do you still have my phone?" I asked, I remembered him putting it in his pocket at the airport. I was hoping he still had it, Bella had called her mother from the phone and it would be the only way I could get the number for now. Jasper dug into his pockets and pulled out the small silver phone, he flashed me a smile. I felt a little calmer, Bella was being taken care of now I knew the sooner we took care of what needed to be done, the quicker we could be in the waiting room with Edward.

I flipped the phone open and went through the menus, I pulled up the outgoing calls, there was only one number without a contact name so I selected it and hit send. The phone rang steadily and I waited. This wasn't a message I wanted to relay over voice mail, but I wasn't sure of my options.

"You have reached, Renee and Phil Dwyer, If you leave a detailed message and we'll right back to you."

I waited for the beep.

"Hello Mrs Dwyer, my name is Alice Cullen. I'm a friend of Bella's. I'm sorry to leave you a message like this but, this is the only way I know to contact you. Bella had an accident, I need you to call me as soon as you get this message." I looked at Jasper, I knew it hadn't been the best message to leave but I hoped it would convey the urgency. I left the number and hung up the phone.

I sighed and sat back in the chair, the next call would be harder, I would actually be talking to Charlie, and I knew he would have a flurry of questions. I flipped the phone open and dialed the number to the Forks Police Department.

"Forks Police Department."

"May I please speak with Chief Swan?"

"Who's calling?"

"Alice Cullen, it's about his daughter Bella."

The phone went quiet and the muffled sound of voices was all I could hear.

"Chief Swan."

"Hello, I'm Alice Cullen, I'm sorry to do this over the phone but there was an accident and Bella's in hospital."

Silence. I knew he wasn't sure what to make of this, and I was sure he was trying to collect himself.

"Is she okay?" his voice sounded strained.

"All I know is she had a couple of broken bones and some deep cuts, the doctors are with her now."

"What happened?"

"My father, brother and I came to talk to her, to ask her to come back to Forks. We were staying in a hotel and she insisted on coming to us. We were in our hotel room and heard a tremendous crash. Bella had fallen down the stairs and straight through a huge plate glass window. I'm so sorry, that's all I know, my father did everything we could and he stabilized her before we took her to the hospital."

"Her mother?"

"I called her, I left a message, it was the only way I could contact her."

"Thank you Alice, I'm going to try and arrange to get down there."

"Yes sir, do you want my number so you can call and find out what's going on?"

He agreed and for the second time I read off my cell number. We were pulling into the Airport parking lot and Jasper had to be careful, I had stolen the car from three levels below us and we were sure they would have noticed.

"Thank you again Alice, please call me if anything changes."

"Yes sir. Goodbye."

I flipped the phone shut and jumped out of the car before it had stopped, Jasper nodded and disappeared again. I started up the Mercedes and it purred into life. I shot out of the parking space and followed the BMW out of the airport.

We arrived back at the ballet studio and double checked to make sure we hadn't left any remnants of our presence, the place would be torched. Emmett sat watching the pile of cold hard flesh, he was rolling his thumb on the plastic disposable lighter we carried for emergencies. Sparks emitted from the end of it, Emmett was quieter than I had ever seen him. I was sure that the sight of Bella had been as traumatic on him as it had been for us all. Emmett, like the rest of us, had excepted Bella into our family, she was considered one of the family.

I walked carefully towards Emmett and picked up the video camera, if we were going to do this, it needed to be now. I rested my hand on his arm gently, his head turned and looked at me.

"You ready for this?" I asked.

"I Thought you'd never ask." Emmett bent down and flicked the lighter once more. The flame licked at the trail of gasoline that trailed to James' dismembered corpse. The fire danced and traveled in it's intended line hitting the pile and blazing quickly.

"How much gasoline did you use Emmett?" Jasper asked backing away from the flames.

A small satisfied grin spread across Emmetts face. "Enough."

The sickly incense smell filled the room, the smoke licked the walls looking for the escape. We stood and watched as the pieces charred and burned. I was the first to turn and walk out. We needed to finish, I needed to make sure Bella was okay. I was followed by Jasper, and the Emmett. We climbed into the Mercedes as the smoke began escaping through the windows, the smell followed as we span the car around and headed for the hotel closest to the hospital that we could find. There was one more thing I needed to do before I could watch the video. I had a feeling it would be the most satisfying thing I would do today, it would be a perfect release for my tension.

I had dropped Jasper and Emmett at the hotel and headed back towards the Hilton, the layout would make the perfect cover for the accident. I found our room quickly and located the stairwell closest to the door. I needed to give her a reason to fall, Bella was clumsy but I didn't want her to be completely at fault. I headed to the top of the stairs and looked around, I needed to make sure no-one would see this. I tugged on the concrete to make a lip, something that Bella could have caught her foot on. The concrete groaned under my fingers, I knew I had to be careful, I didn't want it crumbling. The metal bar under the concrete groaned in turn with the concrete, it started to move slowly, there was a definite curve in the concrete. I looked around again to make sure no-one had seen and I took a deep breath. This wasn't going to hurt, but I knew I would look stupid.

I stood on the mutilated step and I held out my arms and closed my eyes. I could feel the smile forming on my lips as I relaxed, this was going to be fun, the main objective was important but the exercise was also very therapeutic was going to make this as realistic as I possibly could. I let myself fall backwards. I could feel the steps boring into me and the thought that they wouldn't leave a mark made it all the more fun. I hit the bottom step and fell forward, my face was an inch from the ground as I threw my hands out to stop myself.

Frustrating, I had to find a way to make it from the bottom step to the window six feet in front of it, and still make it look believable. I put my hands on my waist and tapped my foot, it always helped me think.

I walked up the steps again slowly, I was going through the fall in my head. There was a small landing splitting the staircase in half so it turned back on itself. I had bounced off it gently on the way down. This could be the answer I was looking for, perhaps if I loosened it a little it would add more of a spring as it bounced me down the second set. I stopped on the landing and wrapped my hands around the railing. I looked around quickly making sure there was no-one watching again and I pulled and pushed a couple of times quickly. The bar groaned and the stairs shuddered lightly as the bar loosened. I grinned and headed back up towards the step I had already rigged.

This time I threw myself down the steps. As I hit the bar I felt my speed increasing, it was exactly what I needed to get my momentum. I scrunched my eyes together as I was catapulted into the air, the window was directly in front of me and I was heading towards it at tremendous speed. I braced myself for impact and the noise. I knew I would have to get out of here before anyone found me.

The glass crashed all around me, I could feel the shards as they slid off my skin, their sharp edges stabbing at my arms made them splinter all the more, I could feel the jubilation running throughout myself. This was so much better than another other stress reliever out there. The destruction felt like I was breaking out of whatever was bothering me. I stood and smiled, the damage was immense I had pulled most of the decorative tables and art from where they had sat in front of the window. The place was a mess, but it was believable.

I hopped through the window and headed towards the Mercedes sticking close to the walls, there were people coming to investigate and I needed to be far away from the wreckage. I giggled and I jumped in the drivers seat and the engine purred.