Disclaimer: The chances of me owning Twilight are about the same chances of me ever becoming a vampire.

A/N: So yeah, I didn't get three reviews. To be honest, I'm disappointed. I mean, this story never had a huge fan base but now my fan base is gone! It makes me so sad, because I really love this story. But, I'm going to continue. Maybe people will come and love it too. And, if you're out there reading this, please let me know. It's hard to write when you know no one is reading. But, anyway, I'm psyched. I can't wait for the Twilight movie! Yay for inspiration! Well, enjoy this chapter.

"Often times, actions speak louder than words."

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Chapter Twelve:

Greed

I knocked on the door of Alice's room, hoping that she would be alone. I really needed to talk about this whole vision. Not only had it been weird, but I didn't understand what its meaning was.

"Come in!" Alice called, singing it slightly as she opened the door. "How are you dear?"

"Hey mom," I was still not used to calling her that. "I kind of had a question."

Alice sat me down on the couch. "About what?" in her eyes were a mix of worry and joy of seeing me.

"I…I think I had a premonition," I looked down, unsure of how she would take it.

Her face lit quickly. "You did?!" I nodded. "That's wonderful!" She hugged me tightly. "Finally! I wasn't sure if you were ever going to develop my talents."

I shrugged. "I don't know. It was troubling, to say the least."

She nodded. "Yes, it always is."

Just then, Esme entered the room. I was glad to see her, but still kind of was embarrassed. "Oh, hello Milo!" she greeted, sitting down. "I'm not…interrupting, am I?"

I shook my head, deciding that it might be good to have her around; she was Esme, right? She was calming and wise; she'd know what to do.

Alice turned to look at her. "Milo saw a vision."

Esme seemed sincerely interested. "What did you see?"

I took a heavy breath. "Well…this may sound weird…but I saw myself kissing Lee," the words tumbled out off my mouth in a mess of confusion and pent-up emotion. I blushed slightly and waited for their reactions.

Alice face lit up again. "Aw! That's so cute!"

Esme nodded in agreement. "Yes, very. Do you like her?" she asked.

It was a funny question for me. I'd never really considered it. I mean, I suppose that I was fond of her but I didn't ever think of it as 'love.' Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't. I didn't really know what love was.

I shrugged. "I'm…not really sure."

"Aw, that's so adorable!" Alice cooed.

I sighed, trying to stay on task. "So…what does it mean?"

Alice was all business then. "Well, it means that if things keep going like they are now, that is, if everyone continues on the same path, it will happen."

I stared at the rug on the floor with great focus, trying to process all I just heard. "So, it might not happen?"

Alice nodded. "But it still might. You never know."

I sighed, that hadn't quite exactly helped. But as I opened my mouth to speak again, Edward burst through the door. "He's back, Kent has returned!"

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We all pilled into the Volutri's court, wary but glad that the wait was over and that Bella would hopefully be home, safe, with us soon.

Marcus stood with Aro. They both smiled at us, as though they knew something we didn't (which was probably true).

"Welcome back," Aro greeted, placing his hands behind his back.

Edward glared at him. "Give us Bella, now."

Aro was not fazed. "I would Edward my boy, but she's not exactly mine to give."

"Indeed," A new voice, like velvet rubbed the wrong way, entered the room. "she is mine," it was then that Kent appeared from the shadows, a wicked smile upon his face. Behind him were Bella's mom, father and step father. Each were tied with rope and gagged.

Bella's eyes lit up with fury, as did Edward's. Carlisle tensed, and I could tell that he was prepared to fight, if necessary.

"What do you want with them, Kent?" Carlisle asked, hoping that this could be worked out civilly and without a fuss.

Kent smiled, revealing his bright white teeth. "Dr. Cullen, have you ever felt bitterness?"

Carlisle nodded. "Yes. But why?"

"Because," Kent picked at his nails "for the last two hundred years I've lived in the shadow of my sister. I was so tired of being put below her, even when our parents were still alive." He gritted his teeth and continued. "They always fawned over Victoria you know. I was always the younger, stupider one."

"And what does this have to do with them?" Esme asked, stepping forward slightly and motioning towards the three tied-up figures.

Kent smiled wickedly. "You, Mrs. Cullen, of all people, should know that life is never fair. You can't always get exactly what you want." Esme didn't meet his gaze. "Sometimes, we need to use people to get what we want," he leaned in close. "They're going to help me get what I want."

"And what might that be?" Carlisle asked.

Kent's smile disappeared. "You will know soon enough, Mr. Cullen. Soon enough."

Just when I was sure it wouldn't get anymore weird, I saw a blur of motion as something shot at Kent, with his arms outstretched.

It was Edward.

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A/N: So yeah, this was a quick one, I know. But the next one will be amazing. I'm so excited. But, you can't know why. It's a secret. If you've read my author notes say "Lily Evans." Well, see you next chapter!