Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight series, I would be rich if I did. I also do not own the Bible, which the quote below is from.

A/N: Hey everyone! It's the new official update day! From now on, Wednesdays will be the normal update day, unless I'm a bit behind or on a trip. Anyways, so I just posted my OneShot collection, which I'm pretty excited about. Go check it out if you're a Harry Potter fan. After I've written seven OneShots of those, I'm going to be posting a Harry Potter, Next Generation fic staring the stubborn and beautiful Rose Weasley. So, look for that soon. Other than that, I got tickets for Wicked this week! I'm so excited! We're going to see it in Chicago in a few months, so yeah. I'm uber hyped. Well, I think that's all I have for now. Enjoy!

"Upon the earth there is not his like, who is made without fear."

-The Book of Job, 41:33

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Chapter Six:

Stronghold

We sat in the Cullen's living room again. Everyone was staring at me with great intensity as I gazed at the floor. "I think he's taking Bella to Italy."

"Why?" Lee asked.

I sighed. "The Volutri are there right?"

"And you think he's going to see them?" Jake asked.

"Yes, I do." I nodded solemnly.

"What purpose would that serve?" Mark asked, crossing his arms. "The Volutri want him dead."

"He'll probably use Bella as an offering. Maybe like a trade."

"What kind of a trade?" Carlisle met my eyes, his own full of worry.

"I think he might try to trade her life for his freedom."

"What life?" Mark huffed sarcastically.

"I'm not sure. But something along those lines."

"So what do we do?" Alice asked, turning to look at Carlisle.

"I think we should go. Milo is probably right. It's worth a shot at least."

"But who will go?"

"Someone should stay here." I suggested. "Just in case we're wrong about Victoria's brother."

No one volunteered.

"Someone's got to stay." Rosalie insisted. We all looked at her. "What? You think I'm going to stay?"

Emmett grinned. "Yup."

"Shut it." She glared at him.

"Don't worry." He put his arm around her. "We'll stay here and watch over the fort."

"Em!" She smacked him lightly.

"Oh geez!" He chuckled. "You're so feisty."

"Well then, that's settled." Carlisle sighed. "So we're all just going to book a plane to Italy?"

Jake spoke up. "You will. We'll get there on foot and take boats when needed. That way they won't suspect us coming."

"Right. Sounds like a plan." I could tell that Edward was itching to leave as soon as possible.

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"Welcome to Flight 49. I'm your flight attendant Laura. This plane is-" I sat down in my seat, and watched Edward, next to him, buckled in.

"I always liked window seats." I commented.

"Hm?" Edward said, not looking at me.

"Gee uncle, stop being so attentive." That made his head turn. "What?" I asked, shrugging my shoulders.

"You just…sounded like Bella for a moment." He murmured.

I was silent for a moment as I bit the inside of my cheek. "Listen uncle, you've got to stop worrying about her. She'll be fine." I put my hand on his own which was clenched on the seat's arm rest.

Just then, the flight attendant announced that we should put on our seat-belts. After doing so, Edward turned to me. "Milo…she is my life. I love her more than anything in the world. I can't…I have to be there for her."

"She's a vamp now. She can handle herself."

"No…she can't. She needs me." Edward shook his head.

"Ed, I understand that you're worried, but worrying does nothing really. It doesn't't help."

Uncle Edward said nothing for a while. "Thank you for trying, Milo but…I'm just used to being this way about her. When she was human, I always protected her. But now…well now that she's a vampire I let my guard down a little. And now look where I am!"

"Who says that this is your fault?"

"No one. But it is."

I shook my head. "Nah, if anyone, it's my fault. I was the irresponsible one, I should be the one beating myself up. But I'm not."

Edward smirked slightly. "And why is that?"

"Bella wouldn't't want me to."

He gaped. "What?"

"Aunt Bella would never want me to do that."

Edward's eyebrows knitted together. "You're probably right." He admitted.

I crossed my arms. "She wouldn't't want you to worry anyway."

He was quiet for a while, giving me time to stare out the window. Sure, I was worried but there wasn't't really a whole lot I could do. Not that I didn't't wish to. I sighed; this was going to be a long trip.

Alice came to check on us a few moments later, a smile on her face. "Hey! How are things?"

"Peachy." Edward growled. I noticed that his knuckles were turning bone white.

Alice raised an eyebrow. "Don't worry, Bella will be fine." Her smile was incredibly fake. "How are you Milo? You holding up?"

I bobbed my head childishly. "We'll be fine."

Edward was not amused. "Speak for yourself."

The flight attendant came on the speaker and announced "We will be landing in the next ten minutes. Please fasten your seat-belts."

Alice left the two of us to our thoughts, giving us another awkward moment. Finally, I gained the confidence to ask. "Ed? Will you…tell me about the time you and Bella met?"

He turned to me, surprise in his eyes. "I guess so. Why?"

"It would be good. For both of us." I smiled.

He smiled slightly. "You're most likely right."

I grinned, crossing my arms. "I'm always right."

I spent the next few minutes listening to Edward, recount his moments with Bella in school, at her house and in the field. I closed my eyes, imagining my uncle running a hand through my un-vampire aunt's hair.

Just then, the plane made a lurch and landed hard on the ground.

Over the intercom, the flight attendant announced "Ladies and Gentleman, we have arrived in Italy. Please enjoy your stay."

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