I'm just having a little fun with Carlisle and Edward.
Disclaimer: All Twilight characters belong to Stephanie Meyers.
Warning: This story contains slash. Do not read if you are under 18 or if this is not your cup of tea.
PROLOGUE
"It's over now. You're coming home where you belong."
Edward's arm was yanked away from Carlisle's direction. He had not realized until that moment that he had been reaching for the older vampire - his body drawn to him like the earth toward the sun. His vampire mind (so capable of processing large amounts of information simultaneously) could not focus on, or comprehend what had just occurred. He felt as though he were outside of his body, watching the scene from a distance.
Until he met Carlisle's eyes.
At which point he then he came crashing down to earth.
The agony on Carlisle's face marred his own as well. How was it possible for his heart to yearn for one man when his body belonged to another? One surely could not exist without the other.
Jasper was pulling him roughly away from the palace chamber. The law was to be upheld. Jasper was his sire and had ownership rights. Edward would stay in his coven, remain his mate. Leaving Jasper again would result in both his and Carlisle's demise.
Aro himself had decreed as such.
It had been a vain hope, but they had truly felt that Carlisle's long standing friendship with Aro would work in their favor. Instead, in the end their case was used to uphold precedence. Aro's hands were tied. There could not be a cause for vampires to revolt against their creators.
Still, Edward knew that he was meant to be with Carlisle. He had learned that Jasper had stolen him away from his intended sire and then lied to him. He was never allowed to leave his side to seek out answers for himself. He had no choice but to submit himself to his maker for these many years. It took years before Edward was able to escape with Carlisle. They had even physically mated now.
Edward's eyes stayed trained on Carlisle as Jasper dragged him away from the room. Carlisle had been repeatedly screaming his name. He silently tried to will Carlisle not to fight the guards who prevented him from following. He knew that it would be the last time he would physically look upon the lovely features of the face that haunted him from the first moment he saw him.