A/N: Hello, my loyal readers. I wanted to get through at least 3 chapters of this one and then move on to the poll winner. It shouldn't take long I know some of you have been waiting FOREVER for an update of My Immortal. So I shouldn't keep you waiting for the rest of eternity, we can't all be immortal hotties. It's funny really how my least favorite story is your most favorite story, and my most favorite stories are your leastL. Some of you have brought up the point about how Nessie should act as young woman (Princess Mishawaka) and you might have gotten my reply that said that to Aro she is a child, but she is still intelligent. In relationships she won't be experienced but Aro will love all the same. I also wanted to point out that you may see lots of "My", "I" and "their" because I am having trouble configuring a sentence with other words. It was never an obvious problem in my other stories but it's becoming a dilemma that I have recently noticed. Anyway, on with the show. Enjoy.

Renesmee's Point of View:

Stumbling through the hallway I made my way downstairs. As I reached the landing I could feel all eyes on me, but I kept mine glued to the floor. Slowly focusing on the new comers, my gaze traveling up towards their faces, I rested on a very familiar pair of eyes. The eyes were ones that had haunted me during my sleep for years, and I fought to suppress a gasp. In all their dark glory, the crimson orbs had many emotions abiding in their depths as they roamed up and down my body.

I painfully tore my gaze away from the hypnotic eyes to get a better look at their possessor. And recognized the man from one of Grandpa Carlisle's paintings; he was beautiful. Jet black hair, pale white skin that was heartbreakingly flawless, and the aroma of refinement literally radiating off of his marble flesh.

Aro...

I fought to keep my breathing even and my heart still, in my chest, but I failed. As usual.

I suddenly heard my dad and Uncle Jasper growl fiercely at Aro. I didn't want to think of what was going through his mind, but apparently Jazz and Dad could hear it all too clearly.

Aro looked away from me to stare at my enraged family, amusedly.

He started laughing, "Do not fret" he claimed, "I was just admiring how much you've grown..." he added while turning back to me with burning eyes.

"Nessie, wait outside. I'll call you in, in a minute." Dad ordered through gritted teeth. Aro smiled lazily at his behavior.

I nodded and carefully stepped by, avoiding the piercing glare that belonged to Aro's white haired brother, Caius, I think his name was. Demetri followed carefully, not asking for permission. Being with me was as normal now as it's ever been; nothing had changed.

I closed the distance between myself and the yard, slowly turning to Demetri in search of answers. He held up his hand and mouthed "later". He was probably right; I bet they could hear us, even out here.

I huffed impatiently and sat down on the grass, indian style, Demetri following. I sighed and looked up at the sky...

I wonder what they're talking about...

Edward's Point of View:

I felt as if I would explode.

How dare that monster think of my little girl like that.

Was he crazy? He knew I could hear him, but he still let his emotions control his thoughts. Jasper was feeling the same way, all he could read from Aro was lust, greed, and possessiveness.

If I wasn't immortal I would have vomited. But I was too busy snarling.

A little uneasy, Edward?, He thought arrogantly

I couldn't form coherent words yet so I settled for growling.

He smiled, "I think it's time we need to discuss how to handle her disappearance, it would be a tad conspicuous if she just dropped from the face of the earth, would it not?"

We stood there considering how to fabricate all the evidence of her death and what to do pertaining to her education. Aro seemed engaged in the conversation, genuinely excited by learning about her life. He had an incurable case of curiosity.

I, on the other hand, felt cruel discussing how to deceive the public into thinking my daughter was dead. But it was out of my hands now; it has been ever since I made the deal with the Volturi. And now it was time to live with the consequences.

Renesmee's Point of View:

Well, I was really looking forward to knowing what they had been talking about, but when I came back inside their expressions revealed nothing. And once again, I was left in the dark; they probably thought that I was too "young" to handle it.

It was decided, with my knowing, that I would get one extra night here. Although the Volturi were going to be staying here too, keeping watch while my family hunted. I was not too thrilled by the idea, but I figured that if I was going to live in their home for the rest of eternity I better get used to the concept of having them around. Getting a peaceful sleep tonight was not in my foreseeable future.

Until about 8 o'clock I sat with Demetri in the T.V. room, watching the news. I thought the news would be best; I didn't really want three thousand year old vampires to hear that I was watching some lame movie, or sitcom. I was already a little child in their eyes, no need to define it in more clarity then needed.

I heard some footsteps on the stairs, and turned around to see their owners. Grandpa Carlisle was in the front and the Volturi following, throwing mental daggers at me, bar one, Aro. Aro had a sensual smirk on his face as he ascended the stairs, and his gaze was fixed on my face. (A/N: okay that 'sensual smirk' he had, well I pictured that as the look he posed for in his head shot, except maybe a little more lustful.)

I gulped and looked to my Grandfather. I could see he was ready to go and as I looked around the room I saw all my aunts and uncles, including my parents, all had their "hunting" clothes on and were throwing me fair well glances.

My mother, walked up, chocolate curls bouncing with every step, and kissed me on the forehead. Against the skin of my brow she whispered... "We will be back soon my love. Goodbye."

"Bye, mom" I breathed, heart sinking, and eyes on the ground in sorrow.

With that they vanished not leaving a trace, all evidence of their past presence was gone. And I felt alone. Thank God Demetri was there, otherwise I would have had a panic attack right there in my living room.

I tuned back to the television, suddenly uneasy without my families company, and tried to breathe. It only took about fifteen minutes for my fairly at ease mood to be shattered to pieces.

"Why don't you all go on a hunt yourselves, we wouldn't want any accidents tomorrow." Aro calmly announced.

Demetri's head whipped around and he started to protest but Aro cut him off.

"Demetri, your eyes betray your thirst." He tittered, sensing Demetri's reluctance due to our friendship, "I will watch over her, I fed yesterday. She is no danger to me." He said turning towards Jane who decided to voice her opinion through whimpering.

My heart sank and my limbs felt numb hearing the new information. I dimly heard one of guards who was big, bulky and slightly reminded me of Uncle Em, groan with triumph...

"Thank you master, I am famished." He commented appreciably. Aro chuckled in response.

One, by one they existed the room and got into a car, heading out of town to hunt things that sadly, did not live in the woods. That was one other thing that scared me, how was I supposed to occasionally feed without killing humans? I will not kill a species that is a part of me. I would starve first.

Pulling myself away from my troubled thoughts I reluctantly turned toward Aro. He was already looking at me, with that same burning desire in his eyes that I had seen earlier today. And I was suddenly thankful that my parents, more specifically my dad, were not here to see it.

"What?" I asked nervously

He stalked closer, "You truly have grown a lot since I last saw you. Considering that you were only an infant."

I nodded, slightly confused as to where he was taking this conversation.

"I am so happy that you will be staying with us, I know Demetri will certainly enjoy your constant company." He said, chuckling

I didn't know how to answer that, I wasn't even sure if it was a question or not.

I didn't even notice until it was too late, but he was now standing in front of me, looking down. Sighing, he gently placed his fingertips against my cheek, and ran them down my jaw line. Moving lower down my body his hand stopped on my neck, right at the pulse point. My heart raced franticly, but not with fear; with something much more poisonous.

I lifted my gaze to look him in the eyes with a hard defiant glare. But I instantly melted when I saw the tender endearment that he held. He closed his eyes and looked at ease as he contently listened to the flutter of my heart that gently hummed under the delicate layer of my flesh.

After a few moments of silence he let me go and I backed away tripping dazedly...

"Umm... I'm going to go to bed now it's getting late." I struggled with the words.

I didn't wait for an answer as I stumbled up the stairs, and into my room. Sitting on the bed with my mouth hanging open in disbelief, I thought about what had just gone on downstairs. It wasn't that I was surprised at what had physically gone on, but that I was shocked at how my own emotions had betrayed me so easily.

I needed to get some sleep; it would do some good after a day on a hectic emotional rollercoaster.

I got up, on both feet, and headed towards my closet in search for something to keep me cool. I raided the closet for about five minutes and finally found something I was more than reluctant to wear.

Aunt Alice's eighteenth birthday present to me.

Only my fashioned crazed, hair brained aunt would think of something so cruel as a piece of lace the size of a postage stamp, that was shockingly called pajamas. I sighed and pulled on the light pink lace, see through baby doll gown, trying not to think of how it looked. No need to paint a mental picture just yet.

I shuffled around for a few more minutes trying to find the matching bra and panties that were hidden deeply in my closet. I decided after getting the whole ensemble on, to freshen up and retie my falling ponytail.

Reaching the bathroom I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror hanging on my door, and my jaw hit the carpet.

I looked shockingly beautiful and overly confident. And as much as I didn't want to admit it...

Dirty.

I almost wanted run back into my closet and risk cooking to death in my trusty old, frumpy sweats. But I thought better of it since it was about ninety-two degrees out; a shocking high for this part of the country. Especially at night.

Doing my nightly routine in the bathroom, I emerged with a newly adjusted ponytail and fresh clean skin. Although as I emerged, I was scared stiff at what I saw.

Aro had come in during my "fix-up" and was now standing in a dark corner of my room. His eyes portrayed a shocked stance, but then quickly darkened, and looked hungrily at me. The beautiful shade of crimson that seemed so familiar to me now, blackened to the deepest shade of onyx as they moved lower down my figure.

I looked down at myself, following were his eyes had been and immediately regretted wearing this particular outfit.

I gasped when I was suddenly pushed up against the wall, with my wrists pinned by Aro's strong hands. A low possessive growl erupted deep in his chest, and my eyes grew wide. The fear that I had, only lasted a second, and was replaced by an unexplainable desire.

Involuntarily I looked at his flawless lips, right before he pushed them onto mine.

I had never been kissed before, and I had no idea what to do. So I just mirrored his actions, and apparently learned fast because he groaned and placed his hand on the nape of my neck pulling me too him. My wrists were no longer imprisoned in his vice grip, and I hesitantly raised them to hold outer part of his biceps.

His tongue grazed the line of my lip, asking for permission to enter, and I complied. Opening my mouth slowly; not a second later I was plundered by his mouth as he greedily took control. I didn't try to resist him, because deep down I knew that I had wanted this all along.

Moving his hands down to my waist he gripped them tightly pulling my hips closer to his, and the very prominent evidence of his desire pressed against me.

I faintly heard a ripping sound and realized that he had torn my nightgown from me, as it was now in a neat pile on the floor. Standing there in only a bra and panties, that were very skimpy at that, hauled against an amazingly seductive immortal coven leader, I felt whole.

A/N: Hahaha a sex cliffie! I am mean! Well you're just going to have to wait aren't cha? J Well I am terribly sorry, but I had to do this. I personally think it is cruel and wrong to stop in the middle of a nudgey scene but I have my reasons. I feel so much like the boring teacher that suddenly decides that she is going to have the class watch a movie, and then stop it right when there they are getting to the good part and everyone groans and has to wait until tomorrow. (*sigh*) Well hope you enjoyed it, and I want to know what you think. I know it's cruel but if you don't review you won't get another chappie. Muuuhahahahaha! Oh! And take the poll please. Also take it easy on me, I have never done a heated scene, and I'm young so I wouldn't know from experience anyway...