Disclaimer: If I owned Twilight, this would be in Breaking Dawn. Since it is not, I obviously do not own Twilight.

Warning: A couple of Eclipse allusions.

Life was happier than ever in the Cullen household. The werewolves did not declare war over Edward biting me, an event they knew about far in advance because we moved up to Alaska. I shivered. It was cold outside, but I hadn't shivered from that in a long time. I haven't been really cold since I was in that tent with Jacob and Edward. No, I shivered in the pain of remembrance, but I told my self not to think about it.

Edward sneaked up on me and hugged me from behind. He grinned mischievously and I knew he was up to something. "Hello, my love," he said, his voice musical and dancing. I was glad that we could finally be close and not have to hold back. Edward always found ways to entertain me, since I was currently confined to our little home in Alaska. The Cullens bought four houses that were reasonably close to each other.

"Good afternoon, Edward, been hunting?" I asked in mock apathy. I knew what he always wanted right after hunting. Actually, I was sure that he wanted it all the time, but was usually in better control of himself. Hunting and fighting always excited him, a part of him that I didn't know until that fight with the newborns and Victoria when he mentioned something about missing the fun.

He happily responded in the affirmative, and then jumped me. We rolled around on the floor laughing and play fighting. It was then that our mail came. Edward and I got your routine mail, only catalogues and bills, so we weren't anticipating that anything important would arrive.

"Go check the mail, sweetie," I said brightly. I didn't think my voice was anywhere near as beautiful as Alice's or Rosalie's but it was a definite improvement.

He moaned in complaint, "I'm having fun! Who cares about the mail anyway, all I care about is you." He nuzzled into my neck and made a noise bizarrely close to purring. His hands ran over my torso, trying to persuade me.

"Mail," I said firmly.

He sighed, looking cute and put upon. He ran out and returned to the kitchen with the mail within twenty seconds. I had no idea why he complained so much about getting it, it's not like I wouldn't be waiting for him when he got back. It was hard to get angry over such sweet devotion, though.

He quickly sorted through catalogues we would look through and catalogues we would never buy from. Then he reached an envelope addressed to Carlisle, written in beautiful handwriting. There was a pause and he called Carlisle on the phone, asking if he could open this peculiar little message. Carlisle gave him the okay then Edward opened it up. I read over his shoulder after he carefully took it out. It read:

"Dear Carlisle,

We have heard of Miss Bella's transformation and are exceedingly pleased, although we had no doubt that you would change her. We trust that everything has gone as smoothly as possible with her and we assume that she will be adopting your diet as you are most assuredly adopting her.

In light of this, we cordially invite you and your family, excluding the newborn Isabella Cullen, to join us in Volterra. Please be here as soon as possible.

Sincerely yours,

Aro."

Edward's hands shook in anger and then he turned to me, fear in his golden eyes, "Don't worry I won't leave you alone again."

I was a Cullen now, though, and I understood that he had to go. There would be problems if we angered the Volturi and I could not bring that down upon my family. So taking a deep breath, something reassuring from human habit, I told him, "I've matured a lot recently, Edward. If you were to anger the Volturi on my behalf, I could never forgive myself. I will be waiting here when you get back, don't worry. I love you. Go get the rest of our family."

It seemed like too short a time while they talked briefly about different possibilities and then decided, to Edward's extreme displeasure, that the best option was to leave me here and not cause problems with the Volturi. No one was really happy about the way things had turned out, but we weren't sure what to do about it. Carlisle made a call to Tanya's family to come down and baby-sit me. Then we said our goodbyes and they were gone, gone to Italy, and promised to return soon.

I looked around and decided that I would be ok. I would miss Edward, but everything would turn out just fine. I wouldn't even be alone; Tanya was coming down to get me.

Chapter one is done (the easiest chapter to write). I think I'll be updating this much more quickly than the others because it's been on my mind the longest and I have a good idea of where it's going. Review please.