Rosalie Hale's Pov
It's happened. I have a child. But not any child. My own child. My own flesh and blood. I couldn't be any happier. Me, Emmett and Isabella were sat on the sofa with everyone gathered around us. She brought out the best in us. We were all happy. Even Edward. He turned and looked at me then. Well it's true. I thought to him. He nodded and gave me a smile.
"Rosie…" Emmett said trailing off. I looked at him and saw him staring at our daughter. The precious little girl in my arms. He had on the most adorable expression pleading with me and my heart. I laughed and held out Isabella for him to hold. He had on the biggest smile I've ever seen, and that's saying something as we've been together for over 80 years.
"She's so beautiful… Just like her mother" He said. I agreed with him. I know that I was the incarnation of beauty but when she was older she would be even more beautiful than me and I wouldn't be jealous or mad. I'd be proud that I gave her that. My thinking was interrupted when a loud bang broke down the front door. Then over twenty figures sporting black cloaks walked in. The three in the middle pulled down their hoods and I recognized them from the paintings in Carlisle's study. Aro, Cauis and Marcus. The Volturi. They've came and I knew instantly that it was for Bella.
The whole family took a defensive position around Emmett who was still holding Bella. We all crouched whilst Em handed over Bella to Alice who would be able to protect her if – when – a fight started.
"Aah. The Cullens. Oh, and who is that beautiful little baby in young Alice's arms?" Aro asked. We all growled in response as we knew that he was just messing with us and he instantly knew who she was. My daughter.
He started to laugh and me as well as the whole family were suddenly writhing on the floor in pure agony.
Esme Cullen's Pov
I didn't know how long we were writhing on the floor in pain but when the pain subsided we were immediately aware again but our little miracle wasn't there. My granddaughter. Gone. Kidnapped. In her place was a note written in Aro's clear old fashioned handwriting.
My Dear Cullens',
As you know me and my brothers' are in charge of the vampire world and have took your young Isabella Marie to keep the secret of existence exactly that. A secret.
As you read this we will be on a private jet back to our castle in Volterra and your precious child will be dead.
We are so sorry but we couldn't let the little girl grow and expose us.
You will thank us in the long run.
Sincerley,
Aro
As soon as the note was read the whole family were in dry sobs. Our little miracle was gone and we would never see her again. What were we going to do??