Fredward sighed. "If the tracker is there," he continued grimly, "we keep driving."
"We're going to make it there before him," Alice said confidently, gesturing towards her future-telling brain.
Fredward seemed to accept that. Whatever his problem with Alice was, he didn't doubt her now.
"What are we going to do with the Jeep?" Alice asked.
His voice had a hard edge. "You're driving it home."
"No, I'm not," she said calmly.
The unintelligible stream of profanities started to flow again.
"We can't all fit in my truck," I whispered.
Fredward didn't appear to hear me.
"I think you should let me go alone," I said even more quietly.
He heard that.
"Please just do this my way, Bella. Just this once," he said between clenched teeth.
"Listen, Charlie's not an imbecile," I clarified. "If you're not in town tomorrow, he's going to get suspicious that..."
"That what, Bella?"
"That you're a vampire, Fredward. That you're a vampire that has put me in lethal danger and now you're carting me across the country with your incestuous family."
"That's irrelevant. We'll make sure he's safe, and that's all that matters."
"Then what about this tracker? He saw the way you acted tonight. He's going to think you're with me, wherever you may be."
Emmett looked at me, insultingly surprised again. "Fredward, listen to her" he urged. "I think the twist is right."
"Yes, she is," Alice agreed.
"I can't do that." Fredward's voice was icy. "I can't let her be right..." he whispered.

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