The Time For Tears Has Passed - Author's Note;

Hello there, munchkin readers. This is my first FanFic, ever. I don't own Twilight, no matter how hard I wish.

To give a little background on this story, I suffer from insomnia and this is the product of a sleepless night. I have notes on how I want this story to go, but no actual ending. There could well be sequels or one-shots to follow, depending on how well this is received. As a first time writer, reviews would be amazing. Anyway, less about me.. :)

Information about the main characters;

Addison 'Addie' Micah Jensen - Eldest daughter. Born December 23 1988.

Jude Lucas Jensen - Only son. Twin to Keiran. Born November 11 1991.

Keiran Alexa Jensen - Middle daughter. Younger twin of Jude. Born November 11 1991.

Misha Remy Jensen - Youngest daughter. Born May 1 1993.

I won't ramble on about their appearances, they'll be mentioned in the story's 1st chapter, if not, in the 2nd or 3rd chapters. Eventually, summaries will be on my profile.

There are little things that I've changed from the books, I'll explain more then those little things occur. The changes I've made were made to fit my story. Hey, it's my story so I can do that I want right?

There will be references to other books, movies, tv shows etc, that will pop up now and then. If anyone catches on, I'll give you the Twilight character of your choice in a box. (:

- Billie. x.

The Time For Tears Has Passed - Chapter 1 - Beginnings. KPOV.

I remember what I was doing that night. I tipped my head on the cool aeroplane window and gazed at the clouds. My eye's fluttered close and the scenes replayed in my head.

Flashback6th July 2009

After grabbing some chocolate milk from our fridge, I darted to the living room and plonked myself down on the couch.

Tonight was my Heroes night. The episode was called 'Seven Minutes to Midnight'. I snorted, finding it quite ironic that I was infact born at 11:53pm, on November 11. I made a mental reminded to joke about that fact with Zach later. We always discussed the episodes on AIM straight after. It was our thing. Our tradition. Zach was a godsend, we shared the same tastes in music, movies and books. He also shared my love of Sci-Fi, particularly X-Men.

Which as everyone knows. Is the shit.

My Monday nights were perfect. It was currently Summer break. Thank God. Addie was out on a date with her beloved Tim, of whom I cannot bare the sight of. Too self-aware. Addie was oblivious of course, she though of him as her Adonis.

Thankfully, my twin Jude shared my distaste of the guy. Many a time have I spluttered my cereal because of his impressions of Tim. Man, I love my brother.

Misha never took much notice of him. Bless her. She never took notice of a lot of people. Oh, how I adore the little hippy. The little hippy that just so happens to be 2 years younger but 2 inches taller than me.

Bloody genetics. I just had to be a carbon copy of my mother.

As I watched Heroes, I heard Jude's music playing softly from upstairs. At least he's left me in peace.

Misha, on the other hand was curled up on the sofa chair on my left, her nose deep in a book, which looked like it featured urban myths. We always sat in silence. This would probably be awkward with anyone else, but Misha's silences were always soothing. This was common in the Jensen household. Little Mish-Mish was always in the company of someone, although including little conversation.

Our parents were currently out, celebrating their 23rd wedding anniversary. They were classic high school sweethearts that married aged just 18. I imagine my grandparents were less than thrilled. It amused me that just 2 years after their marriage, my mother fell pregnant with Addie. I can't imagine being pregnant after just turning 20.

I shivered. Babies. Bleh.

My parents have successfully put me off both getting married and having kids. I'm pretty sure Jude agrees me with. Addie on the other hand believes Tim and her will be just like the parents. I snorted. The guy would do a runner if he knew.

Heroes soon finished and Misha gracefully made her way upstairs. To Jude's room, I'm guessing.

I picked myself up and made my way over to the fridge. It's amazing how hungry I can get sometimes. Slumping against one of the doors, I lazily yanked the other open. What a poor show. There wasn't much, except Misha's veggie and fruit, so I grabbed the grapes and closed the door again. I glanced at the clock. 10pm. Addie will be home soon. God knows when the parents will be back. They always acted like kids on their anniversaries. Not doubt, they wouldn't be home until early morning.

I puffed out my cheeks and pouted. Time to talk to Zach, so I retreated to my room upstairs. My haven. I threw myself on my bed, pretty gracefully may I add, and reached for my laptop. My Mac was left on standby. Bad I know, Misha would kill me if she knew. She's all about saving the world, that girl.

I clicked onto AIM and found the username I wanted.

Zach. Aka. ZGrey91.

I regularly made fun of his lack of imagination for his screename.

Mine was just epic.

CaptainKeiranAHOY: Hey, Amigo. What's up?

ZGrey91: Wow, Keiran. Your wit amazes me.

CaptainKeiranAHOY: Shut your mush, bub. What did'ya think of Heroes then?

ZGrey91: Pretty awesome. Clairebear's got it goin' on.

CaptainKeiranAHOY: Meh. Petey Petrelli's the man. He's so damn pretty. Shame he wasn't in this episode. There wasn't enough pretty in the show tonight.

ZGrey91: You always mention guys first, damn girl - he's fictional!

CaptainKeiranAHOY: Dude, don't get pissy with me just because you're jealous of my hott men. They make my world go round. Don't make me list 'em all off again.

It was at this point I heart the front door slam closed. Addie was home. Something must have went down with Romeo. Oh the joys of modern young love. I use the term 'love' in a loose sense.

It's a myth. Pure fairytale.

I heard Addie march up the stairs loudly and slam her bedroom door shut.

CaptainKeiranAHOY: Aaaaah. The princess is home and she seems upset. Better go see she's okay. Talk to you tomorrow?

ZGrey91: Sure, sure. Maybe we can can have a movie night? Anyway, see ya!

CaptainKeiranAHOY: Yaa. G'night, bub.

I closed the conversation and switched the laptop off.

Making my way to Addie's door, I heard her soft sniffles. She was really upset, so I just decided to wait until morning to talk to her. It wasn't until I yawned that I realised how tired I was. Slumping my shoulders, I made my way to my plush bed. I flopped forwards and fell asleep within minutes, without a care in the world.

End of flashback.

I opened my eyes.

I never saw the parents again.

Simon and Lily Jensen died in a car pile up in the early hours of July 7th. They were the first two victims to be identified from the accident. They, along with a motorcyclist and a college graduate, were the only ones who died.

The truck driver who was to blame, lived.

Life is extremely unfair. Everyone should remember that.

We all took their deaths hard, just like anyone else would. Addie was teary. Jude was quiet. Misha was completely silent and I was just, well numb. I avoided sympathetic neighbours and awkward phone calls. I even avoided Zach.

It was now November. The time for tears had passed. We stayed at home for a while, under Addie's care, as Jude and I were only 17. Infact, we turn 18 in a few days. I'm not sure how many - I've lost track of the days.

Living in our old house was hard. So many memories.

We eventually came to find out that our guardian was in fact our Uncle Danny, who lives in Italy. Jude, Misha and I had no choice but to leave for Italy but somehow, Addie decided she was coming with us. She didn't want to leave us. Over the past few months, she's became increasingly protective of us. I guess it's natural, her being the first born. The deaths brought us closer together.

So today was the day. The grand move to Italy. A city called Volterra awaited us.

My siblings were nervous about Uncle Danny. It was no secret he held a strong distaste for our father. He was our mother's brother. Addie believes I'm Danny's favourite as I inherited my mother's brown hair and green eyes, whilst Addie, Jude and Misha all had Dad's blonde hair and blue eyes.

If there was one thing I knew about our Uncle, it was that he adored his little sister.

I snapped out of my thoughts by hearing Jude snoring on my left. Whilst chuckling, I nudged him and his icey blue eyes shot open.

'Why'd you do that, you annoying little pixie?'

He never spoke the words. He thought them.

Did I mention twin telepathy? I can't hear all his thoughts. Just the ones he wants me to, and vice versa.

'Lazy git. We're landing soon.' I thought back.

I put extreme emphasis on him hearing the 'lazy git' part.

It was at this point my attention switched to Addie and Misha, whom were sitting across the aisle. They were awake. Jude groaned and stretched his arms, smacking my forehead in the process. I merely scowled at him and in turn he flashed me his perfect toothy grin.

Bloody moron.

Sure enough, the plane was announced to be landing and we were soon back on the ground. The four of us tugged our hand luggage and made our way off the plane, to get our suitcases. Addie was surprisingly alert and Misha looked dead on her feet. Addie must of noticed, because the next time I looked up, she had wrapped her arms around our little sister's shoulders.

When I stepped off the plane, I was amazed. Italy looked beautiful, even at the damn airport. Even the air seemed different. Much lighter than London air. The airport was small, yet relatively busy none the less. Jude managed to squeeze (or push, in my opinion) past people to get our other bags. Thank God, that our belongings were shipped a few days back.

Our bags came to us quickly and we set off to find out Uncle. I'd seen pictures of him and he resembled our mother, so he shouldn't be too hard to find. I sighed and pulled my hood up, not caring if I looked like a tiny thug. Danny came to view quite quickly. He was casually lounging on a sofa chair, reading the newspaper.

We made our way over but not before my siblings urged me forward. I growled lightly and rolled my eyes when they mention I was his favourite. I swiftly turned in the direction of our Uncle . He had short brown hair, that was greying slightly and the same green eyes as my mother and I. All in all, he was handsome, albeit a little scruffy. As I approached, I took a decent-sized breath.

"Uncle Danny?" I asked, trying not to be timid. It really wasn't my style.

He looked up and gave me a small smile. He stood up and damn, he's tall! No less than 6'2, I'm guessing. A whole 12 inches taller than me.

I feel tiny.

He pulled me into a loose hug and softly began rambling about how much I looked like Mum. The small smile faltered a the topic at hand and he then took note of the people behind me.

Addie gave him a small wave, avoiding a hug. Jude shook his hand. I'm guessing he saw the small traces of his sister in Jude's face. My twin and I share similiar facial features, mine being more feminine, his being more masculine. When he came to Misha, he just smiled. Misha didn't say a word, nor did she change her expression. Danny coughed and ushered us outside to a taxi.

The ride to Danny's house was quiet. I leaned my head back on the seat and closed my eyes. I thought of home. London town. I thought of Zach, my best friend. I even thought of Italian food and the television.

I hoped I wouldn't have to watch Heroes in Italian.

If I have to watch the amazingly good-looking Peter Petrelli talk in the sexiest language in the world, I think I just might die.

So there's the first chapter..

Next chapter is in Jude's POV.

They'll come across a couple Volturi members.. but they won't make contact..

Chapter 2 will be posted in a few days time.

- Billie. x.