Disclaimer-Don't own Twilight.

A/N- This chapter is in the point of view of the kids, taking place six years since the last chapter. Each kid's personality is fleshed out here. Sorry for not updating for awhile, life has been busy.

Sarah's P.O.V.

I'm a damn vampire and have immortal life and Daddy still won't let me get a driver's license, not even a fake one. He prefers that I not seek independence away from the family. He still sees me as a little girl that used to wear two big braids in her hair and wanted to play tea party, but I'm not two years old anymore. I'm ten! And now that I finally stopped growing; I can pass between the ages of 16 to 20. I'm on par with the rest of my family. It was only two years ago when I finally started to attend school and make friends outside of my family.

My friends always ask when I'm going to get my own car and get a license. I just lie to them and say that my parents want me to get a job first. This is a load of shit, since my family is filthy rich. We could easily give millions of dollars away and still live in the lap of luxury. Alice easily knows the stock trends and expertly figures out which stocks to buy or sell. She is one of the best stock brokers in the world. Carlisle's hospital salary is quite good, now that we live in a fairly large city, with a good hospital. The house we live in now is a secluded farmhouse that has been renovated to look grand. The only way to our house is to drive up a long gravel drive. The farmhouse has a huge white wrap around veranda, a grand dining room, eight bedrooms, a renovated basement, five bathrooms (that only Gabe, Daddy, and Leah use) and a lot more. Our garage had to be torn down and completely rebuilt to fit the ten cars, five motorcycles, four all terrain vehicles, three mountain bikes and a go kart that we own. All of us kids are spoiled completely rotten and have never done a day of honest work. The house is stocked with the most expensive furniture, decorations, electronics and other shit that we mostly never use.

Trinity and I attend a private all girl's school, where we're very popular. Why wouldn't we be? I'm 5'9, with a slender build, dark brown eyes, unless I'm hungry then they turn black, bronze colored hair with blonde highlights, rosy lips, sun kissed skin that glows while in the sun and my facial features favor my Quileute side. I'm pretty damn hot and Trinity is as equal. She favors Leah in build and is a shade lighter, her facial features are is a good mixture of Jasper's and Leah's and her hair is blonde with a few black streaks. We have completely changed since we were kids. The girls at school envy us with a passion and worship the ground we walk on. Anything I want done, I can easily get one of my friends to do. With that said I rarely do any homework and just have a friend do it. Since Daddy can't read my mind, he doesn't know.

Since the town we live in is a college town, Daddy, Papa, Jasper, and Alice attend college, varying in different majors. Leah, Rosalie and Emmett opted out of not going to school while we're living here. Rosalie and Emmett don't even live with us; they decided to get any apartment in a town a few miles away and live as newlyweds. Just for appearances and to falsify records, we rent an apartment that Leah, Jacob and Gabe are suppose to live in as a family. They don't live in it, but in our huge house, but Carlisle didn't want anyone to know that so many people live in the same house. Especially since Trinity and I go to high school and Gabe to elementary school.

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The sun filters into my room, letting a small yawn, I turn over. Because of my vampire side, I can only sleep for a couple hours a night and be perfectly fine. Sitting up, I yawned a little more and check my phone and see that I have a message from Embry. Quickly I text him and hold my phone to my heart. It was last year that Embry came to visit and we imprinted on each other, which pissed my parents off to the point that they banned me and Embry from being with each until my age is officially 18. It hurts not being with him, but since he has the need to be near me; he lives in an apartment in town, many times I skip school to be with him. Or under close supervision from my uncles and parents; he comes to the house, which is all of the time. Embry respecting my parents' wishes doesn't kiss or hug me. Really we never touch each other. It's only in private that we hold hands. I couldn't have found the perfect person; he's nice, handsome, and completely devoted to me. He doesn't even care that I'm sterile and that we will never have kids.

Getting up, I step into the shower. I don't have to take one, but I like doing it anyway, even if I can't feel the heat from the water. I like how I steam up the room. When I done, I get out and put on one of my many thongs, which both my parents hate me wearing, then I throw on my school uniform, brush my hair and head downstairs to partake of my morning blood.

Because Trinity and I are half-breeds, we have to eat more often, so Carlisle came up with an idea that we drink blood from a water bottle. The blood is a mixture of 30% human and 70% animal. Since it does have human in it, it fills us up for most of the day, until dinner time when I eat raw meat. Human food is disgusting to me, but I love eating raw meat, because of the chilled blood that is still present in it. An animal that I kill when hunting is never wasted, because I can devour the whole thing like Papa.

Entering the kitchen, I see Daddy saying something to Papa, who is devouring a stack of waffles. I give both of them a kiss on the cheek and take one of the bottles out of the fridge.

"How can you stand drinking that stuff?" Papa asked wrinkling his nose.

"How can you eat that food," I replied chuckling. He gives me a goofy smile and puts his syrup covered lips on my cheek. "Papa!"

"What?"

"Jake don't," said Daddy getting a wet towel and washing my face off. He then gives me a kiss. I love both of my parents to death and can't see my life without them. Daddy is more serious and taught me about music and foreign languages. Papa is the fun one that I love to have hunting contests with and learn about my tribe. It is kind of hard to believe that they used to fight about how they were going to raise me and Gabe. I don't remember too much from that time only that Papa left for a little bit, before coming back.

Taking a huge gulp, the blood slides easily down. "Daddy, I was wondering if we could look at cars after school. I saw a small SUV yesterday that has my name written all over it," I said.

"No."

"But why not, I'm not a baby."

"Wait until you're sixteen."

"That's six years away. C'mon please."

"You're immortal and have eternity to get a car."

"But I want one now," I whined. "Give me one good reason, why I can't have one? Trinity is getting one on her birthday."

"Gabe."

"What does he have to do with it?"

Daddy sighed and shook his head. "Getting a car, will just be another division between you two. Sarah, you're already ahead of him on so many levels and getting a car will just drive you two apart."

He's right, because Gabe looks extremely young and grows slowly; we haven't been able to do things together. He maybe ten, but Gabe looks like he is seven. He absolutely detests going to school and hates that his size hinders him from so much. Hell he hates being a half breed and wishes more than anything that he could just be human.

"Okay, but it's still not fair," I said.

"Sarah it's going to rain on Friday night. Saturday; we'll take the trucks and race," Papa said.

"Awesome. Can Embry come?"

Papa groaned in frustration. "He can." Since the imprint, Papa's friendship with Embry has been very strained.

"Yes thank you so much," I said hugging him.

"I don't understand why you want to do something so dangerous," Daddy said. "I worry about you guys."

"Oh Daddy, don't worry. We'll be fine," I said giving him a grin. One of my favorite things to do is to race Papa's truck with Uncle Emmett's or Leah's truck through dirt paths. We drive at insane speeds and to make it more fun, I sit on top of the truck feeling the wind hit my face. There have been times, where I have flown off the truck and landed into trees, ditches, lakes, and the ground. But I've come out alive with only a few scratches. Daddy and Embry are scared that one day, I'm going to decapitate myself or that we get into a massive car accident. We have gotten into accidents, but nothing to serious.

Daddy rolled his eyes at us; he knew that any protesting would lead to a fight with me and Papa. I can't see why he is so worried. One of my abilities is that I can create a force field around myself and the car for a short period of time. If I concentrate enough, I can throw a barrier a few feet in front of me, but I'm not strong enough to maintain it for long and if it gets a huge hit; it can break. I'm working on it.

"Get ready for school and get your brother," said Daddy.

"So we'll talk about the SUV later?" I asked. "And possibly Embry."

"NO! Both of my parents said, as I ran back upstairs.

Trinity's P.O.V.

After a boring day of school which included a test in advance French, all I hear is blah blah blah blah from Aunt Rosalie as she talks about going to New York for a shopping spree. Alice predicted that there will be three full days of cloudy weather coming up and she is excited about the trip. She wants to make an all girl trip out of it. I don't mind shopping too much, but I know Mom will hate going and spending all of her time in stores. Sometimes I can't see how Alice, Mom and Dad got into a relationship. Alice and Daddy complement each other in terms of personality, but Mommy just has that rough edge. And I still can't see how they forgave Mom for leaving years ago. I wasn't told exactly what happened, but I do know once she got back; she was given some ultimatums about her staying or not.

I love Mom, but sometimes I can't forgive her for leaving and getting pregnant with my little brother or sister that died, before I could meet him or her. I always think about how they would turn out and if they were born, would they be changed to a vampire or not. It sucks that I don't have a younger sibling, Mom said that she is done having children. The miscarriage really affected her psyche, plus there is something wrong with her reproductive organs. There is no hope of me having another cousin, Jake said that he is not having anymore kids, not after the shit he went through bringing Sarah and Gabe into the world.

Sarah and I can't even have kids. According to Carlisle, we are permanently sterile. Gabe however might be able to have children, but he is too young to even think about having a kid. He's so damn serious; I doubt he would even be a good father.

Snapping out of my thoughts, Aunt Rosalie is still talking about all the stores she wanted to go to. Alice's eyes are just lit up thinking about all the credit cards she is going to max out. Sighing, I get up and go and find Dad, who is reading a book in Carlisle's office. Going in, I sit on his lap like when I was a little girl. Sarah and I are such daddy girls.

"Did you get tired of Rosalie?" he asked not looking up.

"Yes."

"I've been listening to it for years. I assume Sarah told you about racing the trucks on Saturday?"

"Yes." The trucks are one of my favorite pastimes; Dad doesn't like it when I go out with Emmett, Mom and Jake to do it, but he comes along just to make sure that Mom and I won't get hurt. Alice thinks that it is unladylike. Sarah made it a point to tell me that Embry will be there. I love Sarah like a sister, but I hate how she tries to make me jealous that I haven't imprinted on anyone yet. "Dad nothing will happen."

"That is what you said the last time and Emmett almost decapitated himself."

"Sarah saved him with her barriers. Don't worry about us."

He scoffed and I rest my head where his heart would be. Sometimes I swear that I hear something beating; which makes me believe that my family isn't so cold. Daddy strokes my hair and sends calming emotions to me. I hate that sometimes, but find it comforting. Unlike my parents, I can't control emotions, or see the future. I'm more like Mom that I can't do anything special, all I have is my speed and strength. Sometimes I wish I could turn into a wolf like Mom and Jake, but no matter how many times I try, I can't. Hell I don't even have retractable fangs like Sarah and Gabe. Being a half breed sucks sometimes. It would just be better if I could chose between being a vampire or a wolf. If given the decision, I would pick being a wolf; I like having a heart beat and not being cold all of the time.

"Trinity don't you have homework to do? I recall that you have an essay to do in your honors English class?" Dad asked snapping from my thoughts.

"I did it already."

His eyebrow went up; he can always tell when I'm lying. I can't easily lie to him like Sarah can do with Edward. "Try again, or no racing trucks this weekend."

"Alright," I said sliding off his lap. "Can you do it for me?"

"What would you being learning if I did? You'll be learning how to be lazy."

"But I have eternity to do homework."

"That is what you may think, but you may not have eternity. You'll never know what tomorrow brings."

"But Alice does."

"And the future can instantly change for her; now go do your work."

"Yes sir," I said giving him a kiss on the cheek. Dad just knows the right way to make me do things that I don't want to. He turns back to his book, as I close the door behind me. Heading up the stairs, it comes to me that Gabe can do my essay with a little persuasion.

I run up to his room and go in without knocking, which pisses him off. My little cousin is on his bed with a book of poems, his notebook and a pen. Plopping on his bed, he growls at me. "What do you want?" he asked not even bothering to look up from his writing.

"I need you to do an essay for me?"

"About what?"

"A comparative essay between the works of Huckleberry Finn and Catcher in the Rye."

"Due date?"

"Next Monday."

"Page length?"

"Ten pages, double spaced, Times New Roman and font size 12."

An annoyed sigh came from his mouth, as he looked at his book. "Payment?" he asked.

"Money?"

"No."

"Um…I'm getting a new motorcycle as an early birthday gift and I'll let you drive it first." Edward would kill me if he found out, but I am willing to take that risk.

"And?"

"I'll get you out of having to go hunting and a shopping trip to New York."

Even if Alice wants to make the trip to New York all girls, she would still want to take Gabe along. Gabe can easily pass for a little girl, because of his long hair and eyelashes. He doesn't like to be mistaken as a girl, but it is funny sometimes, because he does act girly in that he loves to get manicures and pedicures and that he is very picky about what he wears. "So what about it?" I asked.

"Because of your inability to get me out of hunting the last time; I do not believe you can perform such a task," he said. He's right I made the promise a couple times before, but no matter how hard I tried, Edward and Jacob still forced Gabe to go hunting.

"What do you want?"

"Nothing, but I have been bored lately, so I will do the essay without payment."

"Thanks." I bend down and give him a kiss on the cheek. "So can I get it Sunday night, so I can make my own changes?"

"Sure."

"Thanks, do you want to do something?"

"No, may I please be alone, so I can read?"

Chuckling to myself, I leave and give him his privacy and run off downstairs and run into Mom. "Hey Mom."

"Why are you running so fast?" she asked eyeing me suspiciously.

"Going to do homework."

"You're not good at lying Trinity," she said. "Hm knowing the way you operate; you just convinced Gabe to do your homework."

"Damn you're good. Mom seriously why do I have to go to school; it's boring." Unlike my cousins, I hate school and wish I didn't have to go. "Homework is shit."

"Of course it is, but the rest of the family goes to school and values an education, so you should to," she said.

"But you're not going to school right now."

"Because I'm an adult and can make my own decisions. You're only nine."

"Okay if I was in Gabe's situation then I wouldn't care so much, but I look like an adult. C'mon Mom can't you get me out of going to school somehow?"

"Sorry, but can't," she said walking off. Not knowing what to do, I run and easily jump on her back. "Do I look like a horse?"

"No, but I'm only nine," I replied. "And as a nine year old, I still get to ride on your back." I wrap my arms around her neck and hold on as Mom tries to buck me off. She could easily turn into a wolf, but doesn't. Mom grabs my legs and runs through the house and out the front door. Squealing with happiness, I lean into her. "Faster." Mom throws me off, turns into her wolf form and easily catches me in the span of five seconds. On her back, I take in her scent and run my hands through her fur.

She takes off through the woods, running past miles and miles of forest. Jumping across streams and creeks, tracking through mud puddles; she runs like away from her troubles. It's so much fun. She runs until twilight begins and then she heads back to the house. The smells of dinner hit our noses. Unlike Sarah, I do eat hot food, so I'm ready to stuff myself.

When we get to the porch, cold water hits us. Alice is standing with a hose in her hand spraying us. Mom growls and tackles her, instead of ripping Alice to shreds; Mom licks her with her massive tongue. "Hey no wolf kisses," Alice squeals. Mom changes back to human and gives her a kiss. "You're too dirty."

"Well you shouldn't have sprayed me with the hose. We were going to take showers."

"But you'll mess up the brand new carpet coming inside."

"You're too much of a clean freak," Mom said getting off her. "But I love you anyway."

"I love you to."

"Hey love birds, I'm cold," I yelled in frustration, but a calming feeling rushes through me. Dad comes out and wraps Mom and me with towels. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. After dinner, homework," he said.

"But I'm dirty and hungry and tired."

"It's only an essay," Mom said. "She can do it tomorrow." I am so glad Mom is sticking up for me.

Dad doesn't express what he is thinking. "Alright, but you better do it tomorrow and I want to see it and I rather not read Gabe's writing."

"Yes sir," I said sulking a little. I can't get anything by that man.

Gabe's P.O.V.

Since Jasper found out about me doing Trinity's essay; I don't have to do it anymore, but I decide to reread the books out of boredom at school. Everyone in my class is doing a spelling test, but as always I finish up first. I sometimes wonder why I had to be the one to grow normally. My brain is more advanced then my classmates, but to not draw any attention to my family; I am forced to downplay my intelligence. After the test, it will be time for recess and like always I will be outside reading a book or running.

Dad says that it is important for me to interact with the kids in my class, so that I can learn to be social. But they don't interest me; none of them enjoy playing chess, or debating about why Hitler committed so many horrific acts. None can speak with me about composing haikus or ballads or critique me about my writings. They cannot speak five different languages. They rather be off playing video games or playing sports. Just being normal kids.

I'm not normal.

Nor is my family normal, we're wolves, vampires, and half breeds in pseudo incest pack. Sarah, Trinity and I have no hope in leading normal lives; we're abominations. If we ever die, we'll be sure to be sent to hell. Edward doesn't like when I say that; he says that heaven and hell don't exist and that I should learn to act like a kid. Every time he says this, I contradict him by saying that I may be ten, but there is no way that I will ever act like a child.

As I continue deeper into reading Huck Finn, my teacher Mrs. Grabblestich comes up to me. "Gabriel what are you reading?" she asked.

"Huckleberry Finn, ma'am," I replied. She is one of the few adults that recognizes my intelligence and has spoken to Dad and Leah about me being put into a more advance class, but they have to listen to Carlisle's advice and decline the offer. A retarded move in my mind. I don't understand why everyone has to listen to Carlisle about our safety. If humans ever did figure out that vampires did exist, they couldn't do anything, since vampires can easily kill humans in the matter of seconds. And that whole stack through the heart thing is just a load of made up crap.

"Find anything interesting yet?"

I give her a smirk. "Yes, I have. I've found the relationship between Huck and Jim, an allegory of Twain's desire to have a homosexual relationship with an African-American man."

"Very interesting. I assume you've read Twain's other works?"

"Of course, I have read all of his previous novels. I don't find him the best author in the world, but he peaks my interest. I find William Faulkner a much better author."

"Interesting, I have never met a ten year old that was fascinated by Faulkner."

"Not many people today is interested in him or many of the classic authors. All they care about is having an easy book that they can read that doesn't require too much thinking on their part. A shame really. Ma'am, it seems recess is upon us, may I stay inside, so that we can continue our discussion?"

"Of course,

"Thank you." I notice the other kids give me dirty looks. I could care less. While they are on the playground they will make fun of me and call me teacher's pet and then conspire to get me in trouble or to beat me up. The same as always. I could easily destroy them, but no fighting is allowed. Besides, I rather not lower myself to some sort of barbarian. I'm already some half breed abomination.

Unlike my sister and cousin; I am the only one that can revert in some type of wolf from. In which my eyes glow red, teeth become enlarged fangs, I gain a slouch so that it is easier to run on all fours, claws appear and my ears grow more pointed. I'm not there yet in turning into a wolf, but Carlisle predicts I will when I hit my teens, but I never really listen to him and his stupid theories.

"Well I could use someone to help me prepare for our science lesson today. Are you interested?"

"Yes ma'am," I said going back to my book. She gives me a smile and goes towards the other kids. Some of them give me dirty looks. They all think that I'm strange, but I could care less. None of them will ever have the life I have. In a way they are jealous of me. Because of Aunt Alice, I always wear the most expensive shoes, my school has uniforms. My bookbag is expensive. All the lunches that Edward or Esme pack is filled with the most delicious foods and everyday I'm picked up in a luxury car. Hair wise, my grows quickly, so I go to a salon once or twice a week and just for the hell of it, I do get a manicure and pedicure every week. What can I say, I like looking my best. On Fridays, we can wear normal clothes, so I wear my best. I don't like playing sports with the other boys, or just plain getting dirty. Which Dad loves to do.

He and Edward have to force me to go hunting with them. I despise it. I don't like the idea of seeing animals being killed and eating them raw. It's just disgusting. I'm perfectly happy eating cooked foods; a pastime of mine is to go to expensive restaurants. I also love going to the local tea room, where I can sit and enjoy delicious desserts and talk with the ladies that frequent it. They think that I'm the perfect little gentleman and have expressed wishful desire to adopt me. Despite my age, the women have made inquires about me dating their young daughters and granddaughters. Which I always decline. My family doesn't care if I like that; they just want me to do what they do.

After school, as I wait for Dad to pick me up, I stand by the curb thinking about things that I want to do when I get home, also the lunch birthday party, I'll be attending on Saturday at the tea room. Suddenly a boy in my class named Carl came up to me. Ignoring him, I just stare ahead.

"Hey freak look at me," he commanded.

"Why should I?" I inquired.

Carl in my opinion should have been aborted when his mother found out she was pregnant. Like a stereotypical bully, he uses his size to get what he wants. He founds it fun to pick on me for no apparent reasons other than that age ten he is already a closet homosexual.

"Because I said so." Rolling my eyes, I continue waiting for Dad to come get me. Which pisses Carl off, so he pushes me. "Hey freak react," he yelled showing off his yellow, crooked teeth.

"Why? I rather not degrade myself by stooping to your level."

That only angers him more as he pushes me down to the ground, than body slams me. He weighs a good 140 pounds at age ten, while I weigh only about 60 pounds. All air escapes from my lungs. I am more than capable in killing him, but I just allow him to hit my face and push me into concrete. I found no pleasure in attempting to fight back. However when I am older, I will be ecstatic in tracking him down and then murdering him in my wolf form. The students that are still around swarm us and cheer him on, but no one helps. Not that I ask for it.

"Hey get off him," a loud booming voice comes from above. Looking up I see Dad's skin darken in rage as he pulled Carl off of me. "Don't you dare harm him again."

Seeing Dad's angry face, Carl pees on himself and nods. Dad puts him down, where he runs off like a rabbit.

"Gabe are you alright?" Dad asked picking me up and holding me against his warm body.

"Yes sir," I said as he carried me to his jeep. I normally don't like to be carried, but I always love it when Dad does it. One of my damn weaknesses.

"Why did you let that little asshole beat on you?"

"Because I could easily hurt him and I know how important it is to keep our family's dirty little secret," I said sarcastically. "We don't want the normal people questioning our family. Now do we?"

"Don't be a smartass. Despite what Edward says, you should rough people up a little bit when they deserve it."

A smirk comes to both of our faces. Even after years of being together, Dad and Edward still disagree about how Sarah and I should be raised. Anything Edward tells me, Dad gives me a completely different explanation in private. Mostly I take Dad's advice. I rather not grow up running away from my problems.

Looking down at my nails, I notice that they are messed up and I just got them done three days ago. "Can you take me to the salon? Carl messed up my nails," I said.

Dad's face contorts into a weird shape, he doesn't like it that I like to manicures. I know he blames Alice for getting me into manicures, since Trinity and Leah don't like having them done and she needed someone to practice on. Normally Leah takes me, despite not liking them, but she's at work. She said since she wasn't going to school, she had to find something to do and not be at the house all day. "No," he said.

"Please."

"Gabe, you're a boy and need to learn that it's okay if your nails get dirty."

"I don't like getting dirty and you know that. You know I'm a high maintenance bitch."

"I really should get your sister for calling you that. But no to the manicure."

"Please?"

"NO!"

"Please?"

"NO!"

"Please?"

"No," he said again not giving in to my request. I could act like a spoiled brat, but I have enough dignity not to throw a tantrum, so I just put on my very sad eyes, well them up with tears and make my bottom lip quiver. Dad can't stand that face; I don't make it often, but it's good in emergencies. "Okay, okay, okay, I'll take you."

"Thanks Dad," I said smiling and giving him a hug.

"Whatever, but you're going racing with us on Saturday."

"But I have a party to go to at the tea room. I told you and Edward about it."

"God Gabe, can't you just act like a normal child for once?"

"You promised that I could go and besides you knew ever since I've been talking that I wasn't at all normal. What other ten year olds talks like he is in his twenties?

"You're too damn smart for your own good. I blame that other half of you."

"Maybe you shouldn't have fallen in love with a vampire," I said.

"God don't act like your grandfather and bring that up."

A chuckle escapes me; he hates it when I act like granddad. It's been six years and they still don't talk to each other. "Sorry Dad."

"It's okay."

Knowing Dad's pride is hurt by comparing him to granddad, I decide not to get my nails done.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yes sir."

Dad runs his hand through my hair, but stops because he remembers that I hate it when he does it.

When we get home, I try to quickly go into my room without being seen, but Edward meets me by the stairs. With concern on his face, he got on his knees and took my face in his hands. "What happened?" he asked.

"Nothing sir," I replied trying to get away, but he won't let me.

"Gabe, there are bruises and scratches on your face. What happened? Jacob, who did this to him?"

"Some punk kid at his school," Dad replied folding his arms over his chest. "Don't worry I took care of the kid."

Edward examines my face and then proceeded to pull off my shirt. "Stop," I cried embarrassed that he is stripping me like a baby.

"I'm seeing if you have any more injuries." He frowned when he saw the bruises on my chest and stomach. "That little bastard," he hissed. His eyes darken in anger. Not saying another thing, he pulls down my pants and looks my body all over. "Nothing serious, let's get you into a bath."

Before he picks me up, Trinity and Sarah walk past us, stop, and then the both of them laugh. Blushing I look down; I'm not fond of them only seeing me in my underwear. "What happened to you?" asked Sarah.

"He got into a fight," Dad answered.

"Cool, did you beat him up?"

"No," Dad said. "But next time he will."

"I don't want to encourage fighting," Edward said picking me up, before I even have a chance to protest. Taking me to the bathroom, he yanks down my underwear, puts me in the tub and fills it with water and a sweet smelling soap.

"I'm too old for you to bathe me," I said as he started to wash my back.

"You're always going to be my little boy." He got up and grabbed a bottle and squirted the liquid onto a wash cloth; he started to rub the tender area of my bruised stomach. "Who beat you up?"

"A kid named Carl that's in my class, but it's nothing serious; he's just jealous."

"I might have Leah go up there and talk to your teacher. I don't trust Jacob too much."

Of course Edward couldn't meet with my teacher; no one at my school knows that we're related. On all my school paperwork, Dad and Leah are named as my parents, since I'm still am quite young. In social situations, when I'm with Edward, I have to say that he is dad's friend. Nothing more, nothing less. We've been going with that lie so long, that I've stopped calling Edward, father and just use his name. Sometimes just to let him feel better about things, I'll call him Papa, but not too often.

As he washes me, I decide not to protest and let his soothing fingers massage my skin, sometimes I wish he wasn't cold like ice, so at least I can have a feeling that he is not some cold lifeless being, but an actual human.

When he's done, he lifts me and wraps me with a towel. "Papa, you don't have to do this," I said.

"Well I want to," he replied carrying me to my room. "You're growing up so fast soon you're not going to be my little boy anymore." Sitting me on my bed, he grabs my clothes and dresses me like I'm three.

"I'm not a baby."

"Humor me for awhile Gabe. Tell me why did you let that kid beat on you?"

"Because you and Carlisle say that I can't fight back because of what I am," I said crossing my arms.

"I'm glad that you're listening to us, but you have enough speed to run away from the abuse. Gabe don't let anyone beat on you because of what Carlisle and I said. Run away, you and Jake may think that it is a chicken move, but sometimes it's the better choice."

"Kind of like when you and Dad tried to run away, because of the Volturi? But I don't see how that was a good choice in the first place."

"If you remember it was because we were trying to protect you and your sister."

"But Dad was stubborn and ran back, because he knew that it was his duty to protect us. And he thought that you were being a coward. It was better for him to be beaten up before gaining the power to seek revenge on the Volturi."

"You're too smart for your own good," Father said. "Even if I disagreed with his actions; I am happy that he was so stubborn and left, so far no problems yet with other vampires or the Volturi."

"Will they come back someday?"

"Possibly, to see how you, Sarah and Trinity have grown up. They could try to recruit the three of you to their coven. They recruit others that have talent to further their desires. At one time they tried to recruit me and Alice. And Carlisle was a part of them for awhile, until he got sick of their lifestyle."

"What's so bad about their lifestyle? I mean if I'm right their purpose is to make sure that vampires are not exposed to humans, so there won't be mass hysteria. They drink human blood, because it is their role as predators. They have to control the vampire population, so it won't expand enough so that humans won't die out."

"Gabe there are things that you don't understand about them and you're to young to know about yet. Let's not talk about them. Do you want a snack? I baked brownies."

He knows those are my weakness, possibly I can get three or four before dinner time. "Yes, Papa." Smiling he takes my hand and we head downstairs.

000

Later that night, I sit outside on the roof looking up at the stars. For some reason they give me a sense of peace and understanding. I can't shake the conversation I had with Edward earlier. Sometimes I feel like I don't belong anywhere, not with my family or with my tribe, because I'm different. Would it be possible that the Volturi would accept me even with my obvious flaws? From what I have heard they have more class than my family and I know I could learn a lot from them.

A cool breeze rushes toward me and sends chills up my spine. Luckily before I can get any colder, Sarah comes out and wraps a jacket around me. "Thank you," I said.

"Welcome," she replied sitting next to me. Ever since we were born we always know if the other is feeling some discomfort. "Why are you out here?"

"You can tell what I'm thinking; you know why."

"I know you're thinking about the Volturi."

"Right."

"I'm not going to stop you from contacting them; if you decide to meet them, don't forget to take me with you."

"I wouldn't leave my better half, besides I can't meet them looking like a damn child. They wouldn't respect me."

"It depends on how you handle yourself. Don't act like a child and they won't treat you like one. However maybe you should wait before doing anything."

"Might as well do it now, no one in our family respects me. Well only you."

"People respect you."

"Bullshit, Dad and Edward want me to try in be what they see as normal. I'm Alice's and Rosalie's personal doll. Carlisle sees me as some sort of science experiment. No one at school sees me as anything. I'm nothing. I'm ten and I feel like I'm in my twenties. That's something, nobody in our family can fully understand."

"They don't want you to grow up to fast," she pointed out.

"I know that, but I am. I never felt like a kid nor will I ever feel like one. Maybe if I contact the Volturi; they will see me as someone that's not a child."

"I'm not going to object," she said. "But I do know that Daddy and Papa won't like it."

"So, I rather take that risk."

"Why don't you contact Grandfather Billy instead? I'm sure he would be accepting about you going and live with him."

"But our parents would hate the idea, besides Grandfather has his other grandchildren to spoil." I don't like it, but I barely have a relationship with my grandfather, mostly because of his and Dad's stubborn natures. I do call him and we talk for hours, but I never get to see him.

"Well you never know unless you try. Just write one letter to the Volturi and a second one to Grandfather explaining your situation and see what happens. If I can predict correctly, both will try to persuade you into seeing their side of things."

"Of course they will, but I'll do your suggestion."

"Hey if you don't agree with either side, you could always run away and found your own path."

"Our parents would kill you if they heard that."

"True, but they will even admit that you don't belong here, but do what you want," she said.

We end the conversation at that she gets up to go be with Embry. However she did say something good; I do have to found my own path away from my family. Even if it means leaving them as soon as possible.

A/N- Next chapter coming soon.