SO, this is my first crossover fic. I recently started reading Twilight fanfics, and I stumbled upon the Bella/Carlisle pairing and I fell in love with them. I mean come on, blonde Peter Facinelli as Carlisle? Gorgeous. And vampire Bella? Beautiful. I've noticed that most crossovers aren't het, BUT, I care not. Both my parings are het, I hope you enjoy my Twilight/Pitch Perfect fic. Thank you(:

Pairings: Bella/Carlisle, Jesse/Beca

Rating: M

Summary: Rebeca Mitchell was turned at age nineteen by ancient Romanian vampires who didn't finish her off. She was later discovered hunting animals in Italy by the Volturi, all three vampire kings felt a strong bond with the newborn, urging them to adopt her as their own. When they found out that she was a "sponge" (she had the ability to use the gifts of other vampires), that sealed the deal. Rebeca Mitchell – now Volturi, is the most breathtaking yet feared Princess amongst vampires. When the Volturi are invited to the wedding of Isabella Marie Swan and Carlisle Cullen to confirm Bella has been changed. Aro decides it is best to send Beca alone to the Cullens in hopes that she'll get out of the castle and find her true mate. Will the Cullen's newest member: Jesse, sweep Beca off her feet? All vampire.

Beca's POV

ITALY, VOLTURI CASTLE

I stride around the castle aimlessly, waiting for father to arrive home from the royal gathering. He always insists that I attend them but alas, I have no interest in the matters of our world. I'd rather sit in my chambers and play with the modern music equipment I found during my last trip to the city. The way the melodies shift and mend together fascinates me. I remember little of the music that was present during my human existence; this new, modern music overtakes me in ways I can't explain. I've been a vampire for nearly a century and I haven't been out of Italy since I was brought here.

When I was first turned, the year was 1914 in Serbia. My throat burned as though someone had stuck a white hot branding iron down my throat. I roamed through the streets, struggling to find help when I came across the most delicious smell that I've ever come to know. I raced to the source to find a police officer strolling through the empty streets while twirling his baton and whistling to himself. What happened next, I couldn't control. I quickly made my way to somewhere in front of his path and broke down on the floor, sobbing into my hands. He quickly rushed to my side and tried to comfort me, he spoke Serbian, but somehow I understood him, "Are you alright, darling?" He asked me comfortingly. I shook my head "no" frantically, "No, I'm not! I'm cold and hungry and I don't know where I am! Help me." I pleaded, tugging on his shirt to pull him closer and crying into his shirt. He patted my back, "Shh, you are in the city Belgrade, do you live anywhere near here?" He asked. I shook my head "no" again, "I live in Sremska Mitrovica, can you help me?" I asked him sounding vulnerable. He nodded, "absolutely child, anything to help." I allowed my eyes to darken. "Anything?" I asked, my voice heavy with lust. The officer swallowed hard, sweat beaded on his forehead. "Yes, anything my dear." I moved my mouth to his ear swiftly, "I'm not a child." I kissed his neck, earning a groan. I chuckled, his smell filled me senses, I wanted to taste him –no, not him – his blood. Without warning, my mouth opened and I bit down on the succulent flesh of his neck, his warm, delicious blooding pouring into my mouth. He let out blood curdling screams for help as I continued to suck every ounce of blood that he had to offer. I covered his mouth with my cold, marble hands, muffling his pain filled cries. I unclamped my mouth from his throat when he went limp in my arms and my thirst was quenched.

Only then did reality hit me, I just killed someone, an innocent man. Not only did I kill him, but I drank his blood! What just happened! Who am I? What am I? I thought back to the stories from Transylvania, cold, pale beings that drank the blood of humans – vampires. I looked to the still body that lay in front of me; I had to get out of here. I ran as fast as I could for who knows how long and ended up in Rome, Italy. My throat began to ignite again in need of more blood; I slowed to a stop, afraid that if I continued I'd end up around humans. I listened for a while, and then heard the snap of a twig about half a mile north. I followed the scent, and fed on my first animal. I was living off of animal blood for 2 months and my eyes changed from red to gold when Aro found me and took me in as his own.

Needless to say, I don't go around humans unless I'm required to. I don't particularly like leaving the castle either, my protectors (Aro, Caius, and Marcus) tell me that I am breathtakingly beautiful, unlike any other. I don't believe it, I hate to sound conceded. I am not one for attention, it angers me when my "beauty" draws the attention of people.

I was pulled from my reverie when I heard the heavy door to the castle open. I made my way at vampire speed to the throne room where I met my father, grandfather, and brother. Although they are all brothers, Marcus told me that they each have a different bond with me. That's his gift; he can sense bonds between beings.

I entered the throne room to find my guardians already in their respective seats. The stopped their conversation and smiled at my presence. "Good morning, father." I greeted Aro.

"Ah, hello my sweet Rebeca," he moved to stand in front of me. "I expect you found a way to entertain yourself while we were away?" He raised an eyebrow at me.

"Careful Aro, you might not want to know what this one does in her spare time." Caius teased from his throne. Aro cocked an eyebrow at his brother, confused by what he said, father was never one to pick up on current lingo.

"Not all who have not found their true mate resort to the urge to pleasure themselves, brother. Unlike some of us." I shot back, narrowing my eyes at him, only to have him laugh in response.

"You must learn how to, how do you say? Take a joke, sister. Don't be so serious." He winked at me. Aro looked between us, confusion still plastered on his face. "Do not think too hard, father, you'll hurt yourself." I joked, he smiled at me.

"Well, my princess. We received an invitation from the Cullen coven today." He removed a card from his robe and waved it in the air.

"An invitation? What for?" I questioned, wincing at the name "Cullen" thinking back to my previous…incident with one of the Cullen members – Edward.

"It seems they finally changed Isabella Swan, she and Carlisle are to be wed in two weeks and they've invited us to confirm her transformation." Aro explained.

I laughed, "You're actually going to attend the wedding, father? Surely Isabella's human companions will be present."

"Ah yes, my princess. That is why we are not going." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, "If you are not going, then how will you know if the Cullen's statement is pure?"

"Excellent question, my dear. We are not going…you are." If my face could pale, it'd be the color of fresh winter snow.

"But father, you know my prior history with the Cullen boy. That is certainly a problem in this situation." I tried to change his mind, but I know it is no use. Once Aro makes a decision, it's the hardest thing in the world to change.

"Nonsense, Rebeca. It's been half a century, surely your foolish brief infatuation with each other has subsided. You know that he is not your true mate. Plus, you are the only one of us who is…vegetarian. We won't last in a room full of humans that may very well turn into dinner." Aro chuckled. He was right, given my chosen lifestyle; it's easy to blend into the human population.

"Fine, but can Jane at least accompany me?" Aro shook his head, "I'm afraid not, my dear, Jane is needed to stay with the guard." I sighed and slumped into my own chair. "I heard the Cullens acquired a new member to their coven, Jesse, was it? Anyway, I think you'll be interested in his gift, I hear that it is quite unique."

I scoffed, "is it more impressive than my gift, father?" I asked cockily, with my gift, I could obtain any talent that I wanted. "No, my sweet, not even close." Aro chuckled, "but I'm sure you'll enjoy his talent, maybe even convince him to join the guard?" I thought about it, how one coven can hold so much talent. There was Alice, the psychic. Edward, the mind reader. Isabella, the shield (she was a shield even in her human existence). And now this Jesse character, whose talent I have yet to discover.

"If you wish me to attend, I will go." I said, finally giving in.

Aro clapped in excitement, "Excellent! Thank you, Rebeca. We greatly appreciate that you are doing this for us, I'll book you tickets for a flight next week. And you'll never know, maybe you will find you're true mate that will suit you better than that petty Edward." He smiled at me. I could never stay irritated with him for long. I smiled back at him, maybe he was right. Maybe I will find happiness.

Bella's POV

FORKS, WASHINGTON

"Bella this is so exciting!" Alice chipped as she danced around the room gathering a multitude of dresses and tossing them on the sleek black futon couch. Tonight was me and Carlisle's engagement party; it was nothing big, just close family and friends. I laughed at her bubbly attitude.

"Alice, calm down, it's just a simple party." I tried to tame the chipper pixie looking vampire.

"Just a party? Bella this is more than just a party, this is your engagement party. To Carlisle no less!" She continued to move swiftly around the room, collecting accessories and shoes to math with the multiple outfits that she laid out.

I groaned in defeat and settled my hand on my forehead where a headache would've been if I was still human. I was about to walk over to Alice and just throw everything back in the closet when strong arms circled around my waist and marble lips pressed to my neck. I groaned again, this time in pleasure.

"Hello, my love." Carlisle's sweet voice sounded through my enhanced vampire hearing. I hummed in response. He pressed another kiss to my shoulder, "Alice torturing you again?" I nodded and he chuckled, oh what a beautiful sound.

"She's playing Bella Barbie again." I mumbled. Carlisle just laughed again then looked to Alice, his arms still firm around me.

"She would look stunning in anything Alice, there's no need to go to extremes." Alice huffed, "I know that! I just love dressing Bella up." She smiled widely.

"You have five minutes to pick one outfit for me to wear, Alice. Countdown starts now." Before I could blink, Alice moved faster than ever around the room.

"Are you hungry, love? You haven't gone hunting all week." Carlisle whispered.

My throat started burning a little at the reminder, "Well, I've been busy this week. You know with all the wedding planning and…other things." I said in a hushed tone as I pressed my body to his firmly. His gorgeous half-smile appeared on his lips. "I'm sorry to distract you from hunting, but I have to say, I'm not that sorry. I love you and every part of your amazing body." He growled into my ear.

"Gross guys." Another male voice appeared in the doorway of our bedroom. We pulled away to find the structured body of our newest member. He was wearing a white button up dress shirt and black slacks, his face structure was perfect and his skin paled. His hair was perfectly styled with no effort at all, and his gold eyes soft on his perfect face.

"Just because you haven't gotten laid yet, doesn't mean its gross Jesse." I retorted, he simply grinned in return. There was literally nothing you could say to Jesse to bring his spirits down.

He feigned hurt, "Hey, I've been laid. I am older than you Bells, I have more experience." He winked.

"Whatever Jesse, you think you're so cool because you fought in World War I." I stuck my tongue out at him.

He smirked, "that's exactly what I think. I was the best damn soldier they had, darlin'."

"Well, I am technically older than you. You, frozen at a tender age of 20, and me, a rockin' 23. You aren't even the legal drinking age here kid!" My clever retort earned my a laugh from Carlisle. Jesse just rolled his eyes and scoffed.

"Whatever Bells, anyway, I'm starved. Care to go hunting with me? Bet I can catch a deer before you." He challenged.

"Oh I'm going to make you eat your words Jesse." I turned to Carlisle and wrapped my arms around his neck, "I'll be back soon, babe." I told him, planting a sweet kiss on him lips. "Mmm, take your time, love. I want you to be full when your friends and Charlie arrive." I nodded before kissing his jaw and heading out the door after Jesse.

He was standing in the woods, ready to go. "Took you long enough Swan!" He yelled.

"Soon to be Cullen." I corrected him.

"Hey don't you think it's funny how your last name is Swan and my last name is Swanson. Like I'm the son of Swan, which is you because you're marrying Carlisle, my "adoptive father". I think it's pretty funny." He mused.

"Only you would think of something like that Jesse." I laughed.

We took off into the woods to hunt, Jesse got to a deer before I did, curse him. He didn't stop teasing me for a good twenty minutes. We were about to make our way back home when Jesse stopped me, I turned to see his face sad and serious.

"Bella, can I ask you a serious question?" He asked quietly.

"Yeah of course, Jess, what is it?" I honestly was a little worried. Jesse was never this serious. He opened his mouth to say something, but closed his mouth again. "Spit it out, Swanson" I encouraged, trying to lighten the mood.

"How…How do you know when you've found your mate?" He asked sheepishly, taking a seat on a boulder.

I quirked an eyebrow, this is what he's so worked up about? I sat down beside him. I guess I could understand, it took me ages just to accept that I had feelings for Carlisle, the father of my best friend. Then longer just to confess them. "Why do you ask?"

"Well, I guess, seeing you and Carlisle so happy together, and Alice and Jas, and Em and Rose. I guess I just feel lonely." He admitted, I genuinely felt sorry for him, I know how he feels. I spent so long looking for love in all the wrong places, trying to find my happy ending. When I stopped looking, Carlisle appeared – he was my knight in shining armor.

I sighed and took him hand, "When you and your mate meet, you'll just know. That spark you see when you're with her will ignite a fire, and that fire will burn until you are connected as one. Everyone has a mate, everyone has a star-crossed lover. Your love is written in the stars, no matter where or when, you will meet, and when you do, you won't be able to be separated." I assured him with a small smile.

He smiled back, "Thanks, Bells."

"No problem," I stood. "Now come on, we've got a party to attend."

He rose and we sped back to the house.

I got dressed in a simple strapless purple dress that stopped right above my knees and hugged my curves perfectly. I slipped on black, three inch heels and curled my hair lightly, letting it fall freely over my shoulders. I put on the big silver hoop that Alice told me to wear, along with the white gold necklace with a heart locket lined with diamonds with the word "Forever" engraved in the center. A present I got from Carlisle last Christmas.

I made my way downstairs to the living room, Carlisle waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs. "You look beautiful as always, Isabella." He wrapped his arm around my waist and led me to the area where everyone was.

When we arrived, smiles appeared on everyone's faces. I looked around, recognizing everyone in an instant. Charlie, Sue, and Seth; Leah hasn't come around to be near the Cullens yet. Jacob, and Billy, and the rest of the Cullens. It was a small gathering, it was simple, just the way I like it.

Charlie raised his wine glass, "To Carlisle and Bella!"

"To Carlisle and Bella!" Everyone echoed in unison.

We spent most of the night sharing embarrassing stories and laughing at each other. After a couple of hours, people started to leave. We said our goodbyes, hugs, and kisses. Carlisle and I decided to head upstairs early.

As soon as he closed the door to our bedroom, he pushed me against the door and crashed out lips together, kissing me fiercely. If he had used anymore force the door would've broken. His tongue moved to trace the seam of my lips, asking me for entrance. I parted my lips to allow him to slip his tongue inside my mouth. He pulled away and I whimpered in protest, but not for long because his lips attacked my neck while he unzipped my dress and sliding it down my body; inflicting a deep throated moan. "Carlisle..." I whined. He removed my dress completely, leaving me clad in a black lacy bra and matching panties. He growled as his eyes darkened with lust, "I wish to take you, my Isabella." I growled into my neck. I wrapped my legs around his waist so he could carry me to the King sized bed. I set me down gently and began his attack on my lower body, kissing trails of ice cold kisses to my panty line. I moaned his name repeatedly, begging him to touch me. "What is it you want me to do, my love?" He said in a husky voice, his voice alone sent a pool of warmth to my core. "Touch me Carlisle…please." I begged. His nostrils flared as he smelled my arousal, growling deeply as he settled himself between my legs, his hard member pressing into my center. "I will, Bella. You're so wet for me." I came out of my haze just enough to realize we weren't alone in the house. "Carlisle…Carlisle they're downstairs, they'll hear us." He chuckled as his hand trailed down over my breasts and down my abdomen. "Let them listen." Came his reply. His mouth descended on mine and he ran a finger over my slit, I moaned loudly as he dragged my panties down my legs. He continued to tease me until I grabbed his hair and pulled him back to look him in the eyes. "Carlisle. Now." I growled, and without hesitation he buried a finger into me, pumping in and out cause me to let out screams of pleasure. He then added a second and third until the waves of an orgasm washed over me as I screamed out his name.

I hadn't even noticed that he was only in my boxers until now, I pouted because I didn't get to undress him. He smiled and kissed me, and I pulled down his last article of clothing, revealing his very impressive length. I can't believe I had this all to myself; I wrapped my hand around him and began to pump him, rewarding me with a series of groans. He grabbed my hand, "if you keep that up, Bella, this won't last very long. I want to finish inside you." I nodded his hooded eyes and he climbed on top of me, settling between my legs and lining up his tip with my entrance. He slowly sunk into me, making both of us moan simultaneously. "Fuck, Bella." Carlisle breathed, "You're so tight, and all mines." He claimed my mouth again and began to thrust in and out of me. I knew he was close to the edge when his thrusts became more erotic, he pressed his thumb against my clit and I tumbled over the edge and he followed soon after. He collapsed on top of me and kissed him sweetly before rolling off to lie next to me.

"I love you so much, Isabella."

"I love you too, Carlisle."

Yay! First chapter, good? No good? That was my first lemon, how'd I do? This took me 5 hours to write. I came home from school and had the brightest idea, so I started a new story. I'm sure most of my followers are Pitch Perfect fans, and there was a lot of Bella/Carlisle. But don't worry, Jesse and Beca will meet next chapter.

I just started thinking of Skylar Astin aka Jesse as a vampire, and he is HOT.

Well anyways, I hope you enjoy.

Much Love,

Oreo xoxo