And then Aro said something that would change Sam's life.

It was only one word, said as a question, but it would change the course of Sam's life.

"Didyme?"

Then her mind began to race, trying to think of what to say back. She couldn't be Didyme. Didyme was dead…

But she recognized Aro's voice and his appearance from somewhere other than the painting… Could he be one of the faceless men from her dream? And she knew the slightly offended looking man beside him, too. Marcus, her mind said. It could have been his voice she had heard, as Aro's didn't sound like it. But Marcus didn't seem like he would say anything, so there was no way of knowing.

But even if I'm not her, maybe they won't hurt them. Sam thought, thinking of the Cullens and their witnesses.

"Yes," She answered, and Esme gasped beside her. "… I think." She added more quietly, unsure.

SPOV

Caius gasped as Aro asked me to go back to Volterra with them. Not a shocked gasp, but an angry gasp.

"What?" The white-haired vampire hissed. "We have no proof that she's –" Some one cleared their through, interrupting him.

"I do." Eleazar said, offering his hand to Aro, regardless of the fact they were about a hundred yards apart. Aro nodded, inviting him forward, and so Eleazar walked towards the Volturi and their guard.

Aro took Eleazar's hand, reading his thoughts for a few moments before letting go. Eleazar backed up, towards the rest of the witnesses.

"Hm," Aro said. "Interesting." Then he looked at me.

"Would you like to come with us?" I opened my mouth to talk, but Caius spoke first.

"What?" He hissed again, more angrily than the first time. "There is still no proof that –"

"Do you think they've fooled me, then, Caius?" Aro interrupted. "Or perhaps that I wouldn't know my sister." The white haired ancient flinched, though Aro spoke calmly, and slightly amused. The Volturi leader turned back to me.

"Would you like to come back to Volterra with us?" He repeated.

"Yes," I answered, nodding. He waved me forward, and I walked across, towards the rest of the Volturi and him.

What happened next, I can't really say, because as I walked to the back of the group, near the wives, guilt overcame me. What if the truth wasn't enough? What if everyone died, except for me, who had left?

Luckily, I had no reason to feel guilty much longer, because soon I left, along with the rest of the Volturi and their guard. But then, I realized something. I wanted to tell the Cullens something. But I couldn't do that with out everyone else hearing… or could I?

Edward! I screamed in my mind in an attempt to get his attention. If you're listening, let everyone know I'll miss them, and thanks for letting me stay around and being so nice to me… Well, I added as an after thought, I guess not Rosalie. You can tell her I say thanks for not biting my head off.

I wished that I could've read his mind, just to know if he'd heard me. Hopefully my mental scream helped.

I really would miss the Cullens, but part of me was glad to be going to Volterra. Perhaps Aro was right. Maybe I was Didyme, even though that wouldn't make any sense. But no matter if I was or not, part of me was practically screaming 'I'm going home'.

A/N: So… Review? Please? There's still more… And it'll be up quicker if I get reviews.