Title: Scent Of Vampire

Author: Lissy Masen Cullen

Characters/Pairings: Bella/Edward - Edward/Jacob

Rating: Mature.

Warnings: Slash and severe adult content in upcoming chapters.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Spoiler alert: post breaking dawn.

Summary: When Alice makes a cryptic phone call, Bella's reactions could have terrible consequences.

Notes: PLEASE GO EASY ON ME. THIS IS THE FIRST FIC I HAVE WRITTEN IN ALMOST THREE YEARS. IT MAY BE A TAD MORBID FOR YOUR TASTES, SO IF THAT'S NOT YOUR STYLE DON'T READ. FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DO, THANKS MUCH!

Part 1 - Bella

1.1

It had been nearly four months since I had experienced any more of my vivid nightmares. This immortal thing was really paying off, Never being able to sleep, I never had to worry about my half-conscious mind getting the best of me. 'Or sleep talking' I thought, letting a half smile accent my face.

I was alone now. Edward had left me and Renesmee this morning to venture out with his brothers in search of a "good challenging hunt", as Emmett had called it. Esme, Alice, and Rosalie were off to Seattle on a hunt of their own, a hunt for yet another trunk full of un-needed frivolous clothing. I had just tucked Renesmee in for a nap, she had been up all night with Edward. It warmed my heart, so to speak, watching the two of them. Renesmee being ever so curious about where she had really come from.

"So, you we're born over a hundred years ago daddy?" she asked, her big brown eyes wide with interest staring up at Edward from her seat on his lap.

"That's right, love. During the first world war era."

"But you weren't always a vampire..." she made the statement with a questioning tone.

"No, Grandpa Cullen saved daddy's life when he was sick and couldn't be a human any longer"

Hearing Edward refer to himself as "daddy" had sent a shiver down my spine. I could not believe how far we had come. From flat out avoiding the other, and at times shooting awkward glances in each-others general direction, to being here now. Two married immortals, with a half mortal, beautiful daughter. The thought was too unreal.

The sound of a cellphone ringing brought me back from my thoughts. It took me a good few seconds to realize that the phone going off was actually my own. I casually walked out to the table and picked it up. The caller ID read 'ALICE'. I knew that more than likely she wanted to ask about something she had found that was "just right for me". I pushed the silence button. I just wanted to enjoy my peace. It didn't last long, when I was again interrupted by the same familiar ringing only moments later.

"Hi Alice." My tone was flat.

"Bella? Is Renesmee with you? is everything alright?"

Why was she asking me this, and more so why did she sound so panicked?

"Yes, I just layed her down, why Alice, what did you see?" I was begining to panic myself, my mind was already wandering to the endless possibilities of horrible visions she could have seen.

"Nothing, nothing. I just wanted to check on you both." She was seemingly all to eager to dismiss the subject. "I have to go back into the store now, I found this FABULOUS dress, you'll love it!" Over the static in the background I could clearly hear Rosalie mutter the name "Aro". Something was terribly wrong.

"Alice..." I started, but she had hung up.

I was not going to be fooled again. And I certainly was not going to stay calm thinking of anything that could have put my daughter and the Volturi in the same thought sequence. We had already been through this, we had won. Sure we had every vampire we could gather to stand on our side, but that wasn't the point. It was supposed to be over. Renesmee was proven not to be one of their feared immortal children, and we we're all going to get our happily ever after.

Apparently this wasn't the case. My mind was racing at a speed it had never reached before, but all thoughts were going in one direction. I was not going to make my family suffer through this again. There would not be another stand-off, no more gatherings in the field. I was going to Volturi, and I was doing it before anyone could get back here to stop me.

Quickly I packed up some of Renesmees belongings. Clothing, her favorite teddy bear, a couple books, nothing overly excessive. I hated to wake her, but what choice did I have? Within seconds we were in the Guardian and headed to Charlies. I called him once we were down the drive and onto the main road.

"Hey, dad"

"Bella, what's up?"

"I take it you're not fishing today?"

"Took the day off" he joked, as if fishing were his second job.

"Char..Err... Dad, I need a favor."

"What is it, Bells?"

"Can you watch Renesmee for me? Just a couple hours until Edward gets home I promise." The words spilled out faster than I had meant for them to.

"Of course, bring her on over." That was Charlie, always willing to help. I knew I could count on him.

1.2

I remembered the walls of this dreaded place all too well. The dark alley where I had first seen Edward again after many months apart, now was flooding me with memories. I walked each hall carefully, knowing at any moment I would stumble across one of the vampires I had come to fear. 'get a grip, Bella' I mumbled, trying to keep my composure.

It seemed like hours had past in just the few seconds it took me to get to the reception area. I walked into the room, as casualy as possible. Gianna, the human receptionist to the Volturi coven, greated me as if we were old friends. I must admit, I was taken aback by the fact that she had remembered who I was, so much so that she remembered my name. Maybe I was a hot topic of discussion around here?

"Aro never mentioned expecting you." she stated, smiling, when I had asked to see him.

"He wasn't aware of my visit, it was kind of an unplanned trip." I told her, looking the woman straight in the face. I couldn't help but to feel sorry for her. Surprised all at the same time that she was still here, still alive. She was so very disposable to this manipulative breed of vampires.

"I'll let him know your here, dear." Gianna smiled, moving back behind her desk and picking up the phone. The setting itself reminded me so much of an actual business office. Formal, Proper, and seemingly following textbook procedures.

I stood in the far corner of the room trying to collect my thoughts, awaiting Jane's arrival to lead me back further. Oh, how I hated Jane. It had always seemed to me she had a personal vendetta against my Edward, as well as myself. I wouldn't let my hatred show, I wouldn't let on my nervousness. I would keep the best poker face I could, I reassured myself. Suddenly I remembered Edwards words, "You're a bad liar." He had told me I could never be and actress. Now with this thought in my head, I couldn't help but grin. I would prove him wrong, now it was my only option.

She didn't greet me, as our eyes met. I was half certain she was attempting to break through my shield, and expecting me to fall to the ground in pain. I smiled at her, none-the-less. "Hello, Jane" I managed. Quietly, she turned in a dance-like motion and began leading me down the long hall.

"Bella, what a surprise!" Aro grinned. He was not surrounded by his normal group of followers.

"Aro." I returned his stare.

"What do I owe for this pleasantry?"

"I want to know what you are planning." I stated mater-of-factly.

"I am not sure I understand, my dear Bella."

"My daughter. I want to know what you are planning that has to do with my daughter." The agitation was becoming evident in my voice.

"We spared your girl. We have no thoughts on taking that back." Aros grin was gone, his face now accented with a puzzled look. I took that as he was telling the truth, though I was no mind reader, and could not be certain. Had I wasted a trip? Had I scared myself for no reason?

"Oh." I looked at down at the floor, suddenly shy. I was beginning to feel self-conscious, a feeling I had not been used to since my change. I was so little standing here next to this man. This vampire. "It must have been a misunderstanding, I'll be going now." I smiled, not expecting him to let me leave so easily, without so much as an explanation.

"It was nice seeing you, Bella" was his only reply. This was too easy, and to be honest, unnerving. I didn't question it, I turned and walked out as fast as I could. The walls spun past me as I headed back to the rental car. I had parked the small, dark blue eclipse behind the alley to ensure that there was no chance of a human viewing me. The sun was far to bright today. I could only imagine what Edward would be thinking. Alice must have seen this by now, they must have known I had skipped off to Italy. It wouldn't take long to get to the airport, and once I had my ticket secured, I would call them.

Jane was waiting for me. Standing in front of the car, she shot me a cool glance. I knew it, I knew this had been too easy. "Relax" her voice was high pitched, so soothing, almost musical.

"What do you want, Jane?" I wasn't trying to be rude, but I had to go, I had to get out of here, and fast. She was not my favorite person, and I was not hers, so why stand around and chat?

"I want you to give me a ride." This took me off-guard.

"What? to where?" My voice was surely letting me down now. Even through the vampiric symphony of my words, I could hear the breaking up of nerves and surprise.

"To the city limits."

I wanted to question this. There was no way Jane would need a ride from me. She was quite capable of having anything she could possibly want, surely she had a vehicle. I knew there was no point in arguing with the facts, I would give her the ride she wanted. After all, her powers we're rendered useless on me. No harm could come of it.

"Get in" I told her, jumping into the drivers side. In half a second she was sitting beside me and we were on our way.

I felt dizzy and disoriented as I tried to open my eyes. I couldn't recall how I had gotten here, or why I was in so much pain. All strength seemed to be drained from my body as I tried to maneuver my way out of the vehicle. I was pinned to the steering wheel, there was no way I was moving. I didn't understand, my head was aching, throbbing in such pain. I managed to look over, expecting I would see Jane sitting next to me, as I knew she had been in the car. But nothing. No-one was with me. I was alone, I was trapped, and not a soul knew where I was. I allowed my eyes to close. If I didn't look at my surroundings maybe I could focus on something else, maybe I could stop the burning searing through my veins. At least until someone found me.

to be continued...