Blindly Betrayed

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Summary: Instead of going home after the incident in Volterra, Italy, Edward is detained by the Volturi. Help comes from the most unexpected person, Jacob.

Chapter 3

"I don't know what games you're playing, Aro. But I can only tolerate so long." Carlisle warned him when Aro pushed the glass of fresh human blood his way. His golden eyes narrowed at Aro's own sparkling red ones. There was something hidden in those eyes.

"I'm not playing any games, my brother. I just want to chat, catch up, as they say nowadays." Aro smiled as he drank heartily from the glass. Carlisle briefly wondered if he could get Aro to continue drinking, would he explode from over eating. It was a passing thought but tempting. Aro pushed Carlisle's own glass closer to him but Carlisle refused with a look. It only rewarded another laugh from the red eyed leader. "You were never any fun, Carlisle, never drinking from humans, only animals."

"It is the compassion I possess that allowed me to see the dark of your ways." Carlisle countered. Aro set his glass down.

"It's funny how you deem my ways dark when all I'm doing is surviving. We're vampires, Carlisle. Vampires prey on human blood. They are our food just as pigs, chickens, turkeys, and other animals are theirs. You don't see them mourning their food, now do you?"

"There are vegetarians amongst the human race." Carlisle eyed Aro with confidence. Aro nodded his head.

"Yes, the minority amongst humans. The percentage of carnivores in the human race out runs the percentage of herbivores, my friend." Aro smirked. Carlisle sighed at the argument. He's heard it many times from many different vampires during his lifetime.

"That may be true but there are humans who are trying. There are humans who feel sorrow for eating animals. They are the ones who we should learn from."

"Learn from? Just because you're not drinking from humans doesn't mean you're not killing a life each time you feed." Aro snickered. He reached for his glass again.

"What are you saying?" Carlisle had a feeling he wasn't going to like where this conversation was going.

"You call yourself a vegetarian. A vegetarian defines as someone who eats vegetables, non-living food." Aro explained with a lazy drawl. "You feed on animals, living beings. How are you a vegetarian Carlisle? Explain it to me. Because I don't see it." Carlisle bit the tip of his tongue. Aro caught him. He thought it over before sighing and leaning back into the couch.

"I was once human, you were once human, and we all were once humans. That's all I can say to explain myself. We live on blood, that I can't deny, but since I have a choice in whether to drink from humans or animals. I choose animals. At least with animals I can't understand what they're saying, screaming, but with humans, I can. We still speak the same language despite our difference in species. That enough fuels me to never feed on humans." Carlisle explained to Aro who sat bewildered by his reason. The leader rested his glass on the table and leaned back himself. A couple seconds later he chuckled. Carlisle arched an eyebrow when Aro threw his head back and laughed loudly.

"That is the most absurd thing I've heard since you've left." He hollered out after his laugh. Carlisle's arched eyebrow twitched. His hands fisted tightly but he contained himself. He was in enemy territory. He would lose this fight if he began it. Instead he decided to end the conversation here. He had played Aro's game long enough.

"This has gone on long enough, Aro. Give me my son back." Carlisle demanded. Aro's humor dropped as he frowned.

"Now, why did you have to go and do that? I was having so much fun." Aro whined.

"I don't have time for your games. I came here with one purpose and that's to get my son back. Where is Edward?" Carlisle's voice was final. Aro stared at him for a minute. The one moment he seemed like a true vampire. He sat as still as stone. His eyes focused on Carlisle's, unmoving. Carlisle wasn't about to lose. He focused his own eyes on Aro's, mimicking his stone impersonation. Then Aro sat forward suddenly. His eyes came to life with wild lust.

"I believe your son is the least of your worries, Dr. Carlisle Cullen." The use of his title and full name stunned Carlisle. Aro never used it. He was going to call him on it when his phone rang. It disturbed the air Aro created and he sat back once again as Carlisle took the call.

"Hello?" Carlisle answered it timidly.

"Carlisle!" It was Alice.

"What is it?" Carlisle's voice was strained. Alice sounded really upset and urgent.

"Jacob's missing! He went out for a walk but he's gone! I can't find him!" Alice shouted loud into the phone. After her first sentence Carlisle focused his eyes on Aro. The man's smirk grew wider after each sentence she spoke. It was obvious he could hear the conversation. And he wasn't shy about it too.

"Alice, take your family and try looking outside the hotel. I have a feeling he's been abducted." Carlisle hung up the phone and slipped it back into his pocket. Instantly he was hovering above Aro and trapping him into the couch.

"What have you done?" Carlisle's words dripped with venom. Aro simply smiled.

"I would hurry if I were you, Carlisle. She's not bringing him or Edward back here." Aro's words had Carlisle dashing out the door and towards the hotel. He knew Aro wasn't kidding. The leader could barely contain the smile he had on his face. That was proof enough his words were the truth. Lucky for him the streets were empty, giving him enough space to speed faster. By the time he arrived back at the hotel his family was waiting for him outside. They all donned worried faces, even Rosalie. Though it was only evident if she turned her face a certain angle. Alice was more frantic than the others. She kept trying to see who took Jacob but she couldn't see with him in the way. She clutched Jasper's arm tightly causing the man to wince every once in a while. She was near tears when her visions kept coming up blank. Carlisle placed a comforting arm on her shoulder. She gasped and ceased her visions long enough to whimper at him.

"I can't see him, Carlisle. The one time I need to see I can't see." She cried.

"It's not your fault Alice." Carlisle released her shoulder. "What happened?" He asked the family.

"Jacob wanted to go for a little walk in the hallways. We didn't see any harm in it until he didn't return an hour later." Jasper explained.

"We searched the hotel and the surrounding area. He's gone." Emmett continued.

"That's not good. I couldn't get Edward back. Now it's Jacob? What is going on here?" Carlisle knitted his eyebrows together in thought. This was getting weirder by the minute.

EDWARDJACOB

The first thing Jacob realized when he awoke was his vision was foggy and there was something cold surrounding his wrists. His head rolled to the left heavily when he tried to pick it up. His eyelids fluttered as he tried to fight the urge to go back to sleep. Vaguely he heard someone calling his name. Encouraged he fought to keep his eyes opened and beat the fog out of his head. He listened to the voice once more as it called his name. It came from his right. With all his strength he turned his head to the right only to be startled by the closeness the other person was to him. But it was definitely the person calling him. He could see his lips moving though the voice was discombobulated. Eventually it cleared as did his vision. Eventually his vision cleared as did the fog in his brain. He groaned.

"Edward?" He called out to the person next to him. Proving him right, Edward reached forward to steady him against, what he knew, was a cold metal wall. "Where am I?" He asked the question anyone would ask in this situation.

"It's a long story." Edward answered back. Jacob groaned and rolled his head onto Edward's shoulder. The vampire stiffened but relaxed when Jacob fell asleep once more. The wolf, as he can tell, was exhausted. Slowly he shifted so Jacob would be more comfortable. It was to his surprise when Bella had him transported into a movable small square cell and hauled Jacob in with him. She carelessly threw the werewolf into the cell like he didn't weigh two hundred fifty pounds. She made it look more like it was twenty five pounds. The doors closed, locking them in pure darkness. Seconds later he felt the cell being pulled into motion by a car. He didn't know where they were going but he knew they've been travelling for an hour at least. With the wolf sedated Edward had himself as company again. This time though, instead of wondering about Bella, he wondered about Jacob. He was curious enough about the Volturi's plans for him but when they added Jacob to the mix; he began to crave the truth.

It wasn't until another hour later did Jacob awake when he felt the cell being lifted and dropped repeatedly. The wolf seemed confused for a bit as he looked around. Then his eyes widened in horror as he dashed forward only to stumble when he realized his arms were cuffed behind his back. Edward dashed in front of Jacob to steady the man before he fell over and hurt himself. Jacob leaned all his weight on Edward for a moment before mumbling thanks and steadied himself. He looked around at the four metal walls, ceiling, and floor.

"What is going on here? Why am I cuffed? Why am I in this box? Is it moving?" He shrieked the last question. Edward sighed.

"You've been captured by the Volturi. They're transporting us somewhere. I think we're going on a cargo aircraft."

"A what?"

"… An airplane that transports things around the world." Edward clarified.

"Oh, ok… wait! Not ok!" Jacob shrieked again.

"Could you stop doing that?" Edward winced. Jacob shrugged.

"Sorry, I think whatever that's in my system is messing with me. It'll pass." Jacob then looked around a bit more. "How did I get here? I can't remember much of last night…" Jacob concentrated on why and how he got here. His thoughts were jumbled. Pictures were fading in his mind. Every time he thought back his head hurts. Slowly he leaned against the wall and slid to the floor. Edward remained standing as he waited for Jacob to collect his thoughts. After several tries Jacob groaned in frustration and screamed.

"I can't remember anything!" He shouted. Hesitantly Edward stepped forward and slid onto the floor next to Jacob. The wolf gave him a sad look.

"Perhaps this would help?" He asked. Jacob listened intently. "It is Bella who has brought you here and restrained your arms. It is her who has me here as well."

"Bella?" Jacob echoed the name as he stared into the darkness. He gasped. It all came back to him in a rush. The fading pictures became clearer. His thoughts sectioned and filed in place. "I remember… I was walking the halls of the hotel when—"

Ever since a child Jacob had always found walking to be a primary stress reliever for his mind. This time was no exception when he sat in that hotel room with five vampires, one whom keeps reporting Carlisle's future status in the Volturi base. He felt hopeless sitting around waiting to for someone else to rescue his imprinted. But he knew it was for the best. He was only one werewolf and he knew the odds. Yet Alice's voice became unbearable especially when everyone hung off every one of her words. In a desperate need of a walk Jacob had excused himself and dashed for the hallway. He knew stepping outside was not a safe idea so he opted to just simply walking down to the café.

As all his walking experiences were, it was peaceful and relaxing. His mind unwinds the stress he had gathered from worrying about Edward and hurriedly leaving the country. Jacob descended the stairs to the lobby even though they were on the tenth floor. Descending the stairs was a natural feat for him. He didn't have to think. Just did it. Once down in the lobby he approached the receptionist.

"Excuse me," he really hoped she spoke English. He was in the restrooms when the Cullens checked in. The receptionist smiled warmly.

"Yes?" She asked. He smiled back, relieved that he didn't have to embarrass himself by acting out his question like most tourists does.

"Where's your café?" He asked. She stood up from her seat to peer over the tall ledge that covered her actual desk.

"Yes, where is your café?" A voice asked from behind. Jacob stiffened at the voice. He glanced to his right as he saw the one person he wished to not see right now appear.

"Bella," he whispered harshly as she leaned onto the ledge and smiled at him.

"Jacob, care to join me at the café?" She asked. But Jacob knew she wasn't asking. She was demanding it. Her confident eyes said it all. Though she was technically still human and possibly weaker he felt defying her demand wasn't a good idea. He looked back at the receptionist who carried a worried glance. She knew something was wrong. She locked eyes with him and sent a mental message, asking if she should notify the authorities. He just forced a smile and turned to Bella who still had that demanding smile.

"It'd be nice," he said. He wasn't even going to pretend it was a coincidence bumping into her. He knew damn well she purposely came here to meet him. Together they turned to the receptionist. The woman hesitated before reaching around to point to her left.

"Go down that hallway, turn left, and you'll see a sign that says 'Our Café'." She instructed.

"Thank you," Bella got off the ledge, gave her a smile, and walked in the direction she was pointed. Jacob followed her silently. He took in her outfit. It wasn't what he expected her to wear. The style was grown, something she was not. As a teenager he liked her better in T-Shirts and jeans but he didn't dwell on it. Her clothing was the least of his worries. She led him directly into the café and to the back corner. A waiter came up with menus. Bella declined hers.

"Just give me coffee, black; three sugars and no milk." She ordered right away.

"And you sir?" the waiter turned to Jacob. He, too, gave his menu back.

"Same except give me one sugar and a cup of milk." The waiter nodded and headed off. Bella hadn't taken her eyes off him ever since they sat down. He felt uneasy under her gaze.

"Why are you here, Jacob?" She asked him as if she hadn't planned his arrival.

"How did you know I was here?" He asked back. She leaned back, crossed her legs and arms.

"The Volturi has informants and guards all over Volterra. As long as I'm interested I can get any information. Now answer my question. Why are you here?" Her eyes still trained on him, not blinking, just staring.

"I'm here for Edward." He stated bluntly.

"Edward?" She asked with an amused smile tugging at her lips. The waiter returned with their coffee. Jacob thanked him but Bella didn't even spare him a glance. She just stirred her coffee and picked it up. Jacob did the same and sipped a small amount, tasting it. "Why would you be here for Edward?" She asked as she placed her coffee down.

"…" He debated whether to tell her or not. Bella wasn't a part of their side anymore. From what Alice relied, she's always been with the Volturi. But then he thought what harm could it do if she knew? His imprint had nothing to do with the Volturi. It was something between him, Edward, and his tribe. Surely they can't use it against him can they? He was still fresh on what the Volturi is. He got the crash course on their way here. Nothing for him to make assumptions just yet. Apparently his silence tugged on her patience. She fiddled with the coaster under her cup.

"The person the Volturi wants is Edward. That's all. I'm just curious why you're here for Edward. Imagine my surprise when one of the Volturi's informants told the news of the Cullens plus one werewolf arriving to rescue poor helpless Edward." She snickered. The hand that rested on his thigh tightened at her mocking Edward. "You'd understand my curiosity of course. You've always hated Edward. The whole werewolf and vampire thing." She raised her eyebrows in emphasis. By then Jacob began growling at her. Her smile didn't falter though.

"So what is your reason? Humor me; this task I've been assigned is beginning to get dull." Bella leaned forward onto the table as she drawled out the last words. The restraint in Jacob's reasoning snapped as he lunged for her. But before he got far a wave of nausea and dizziness hit him. He stumbled on his feet and crashed to the floor. The café occupants gasped and before anyone can approach Bella dashed from her seat and crashed onto the floor beside him, on her knees. Acting concerned she placed her hand on his chest and dabbed at his face with her other hand like she was checking his temperature. Jacob grabbed the front of her trench coat and pulled her forward.

"WH-What did you do?" He asked in a hoarse whisper. She smirked in his face.

"Don't you remember? The Volturi has people all over Volterra." The same waiter that served them came running over and knelt down beside them. Jacob turned to him thinking he's here to help but knew it wasn't that when the waiter looked at Bella and nodded.

"What's wrong?" He asked her.

"I don't know he just crashed." Bella sounded concerned. The waiter nodded his head.

"I'll help you carry him inside for a rest. If he's still not up to it we'll call for an ambulance." The waiter picked Jacob up by throwing his arm across his shoulder and leading him away. Bella followed. Jacob tried to resist but his mind fell victim to darkness. The last thing he saw was the door to the kitchen.

Jacob groaned when he realized he's been duped by Bella, a girl thought to be clumsy and idiotic at times. Now that he thought of it, it was quite weird how she treated the waiter. Like he was nothing in her eyes. Slowly he glanced at Edward. Now that he sorted out why and how he got here, he was beginning to focus on Edward. It was surreal that the vampire was before him. It was never like this between them. Calm and quiet. They were always yelling and threatening the other in some way or form. As he dwelled on the thought he had the urge to lean against Edward as he curled himself up into a sitting ball. But he refrained from doing so. He may have imprinted on Edward but Edward might not agree on the same terms. But he couldn't help sneaking a glance at Edward. His eyes widened when they met Edward's own staring ones. Quickly he looked away.

"Are you ok, Jacob?" Edward placed a gentle hand on Jacob's shoulder. The cold contrasted the warmth of his temperature. It should have dropped his temperature but instead Jacob's rose. It was then that Edward pulled away.

"Oh," he simply said. Jacob scrunched his eyes shut and curled tighter into himself. I'm so screwed this time! He thought as he realized Edward knew about his imprint.

"How long?" He heard Edward ask. The question caught him off guard. Did he just ask me how long I've imprinted on him? He had no need to voice his thoughts when Edward nodded his head. Jacob uncurled himself and sighed. He leaned back against the metal wall and stretched his legs.

"It happened when you left Forks. Bella was devastated… or should I say, pretending to be devastated. She sought comfort with me and started talking about you. She reminisced about how passionate you were in the relationship. How you were always a caring person. Someone who listened really listened. Every time we met she always talked about you. Eventually, I don't know how, but it wasn't Bella I was seeing anymore. It was you." Jacob looked down at Edward's hand that lay beside him on the floor of the cell. Though it was pitching dark he was able to see the outline of the fingers. The way his finger curled in a relaxing manner. The paleness that was his skin. The cooling temperature that became airborne and itched at his boiling hand. He saw and felt everything and it only made him want to hold onto that hand. Play with the fingers and forget about what is going on. But he refrained himself and looked away.

"This imprint… how does it work?" Edward asked. Somehow Jacob knew that Edward knew that he wanted to hold his hand but wasn't moving away.

"We don't really know. It's relatively new even though our race has been around for centuries like yours has. From what we can understand, it's all about true love. We don't know who it is but it's like a stamp once you meet the person. It just hits you. A big flashing neon sign that says 'this is it! This is your true love!' Do not take it literally." Jacob deadpanned when he saw the smile tugging at Edward's lips. Edward chuckled but nodded his head.

"So you can't control it?" Edward asked. Jacob shook his head.

"No, we can't. The imprint sort of chooses itself. The person most suited for us…"Jacob trailed off. The conversation was hurting him but he kept it going for Edward. Edward wanted to know and he wanted him to know.

"You don't have to tell me just because I want to know." Edward responded to his thought. Jacob chuckled coldly as he leaned back against the wall once more.

"Uh huh and I want you to stop reading my mind." Jacob joked. Edward chuckled.

"Noted, we both can't stop what's unstoppable." Edward turned to him with a smile. Jacob ran his tongue over his upper teeth. He really wished Edward would stop confusing him like that. One moment he's hesitant, the next it was like he was flirting with him. It gave Jacob false hope and that was the last he needed now.

"I'm not giving you false hope." Edward said suddenly. Jacob snapped his head around to stare at him wide eyed. His hopes soaring faster than a shooting star.

"You're not saying what I think you're saying." He accused breathless.

"I am." Edward ran a hand through the spikes of his hair. "I'm not giving you false hope. I had days to consider what I had with Bella. I realized if I looked hard enough, she was just leading me around in a leash. It wasn't real. But you… I can feel the way you feel about me. It radiates off you and I kind of like it. I thought I would have freaked when you thought about your imprint on me but I actually found it… calming." Edward tried a hesitant smile. Jacob stared at him then breathed out a laugh.

This time, with reassurance, he reached over and placed his hand on Edward's. Edward turned his hand over and wrapped his fingers around Jacob's hand. Feeling giddy and much like a girl Jacob leaned his head onto Edward's shoulder.


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