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Chap 14 On my Own

There was only one thing better in the world then sleeping in Edwards arms.

Him sleeping in mine.

I stroked his scalp, allowing his bronze locks to tickle the inside of my palm and fingers deliciously. I then began humming some random tune that fleeted through my mind.

I was enjoying the moment. I loved watching him sleep. I had to admit he was right; it is kind of fascinating to watch the slumber of someone you love. I wondered what he was dreaming about and how vivid his dreams may be- it had been over a hundred years since he had one after all.

I was mid-hum though when I heard it. A voice on the wind…I couldn't place it and at first I thought it was Amadayus calling to me but it wasn't. It was someone else….

..or something else.

I have found that those closest to me, like Amadayus or Jasper, each have a certain call specific to me. The calls were implied almost, whispered out of need. They weren't vocal or even based on octave; just a call that I was meant to hear wherever they were. This particular call was like the whispered needs; different but like them none the less.

I was starting to feel that with Demitri, his mere presence gave me that 'needed' feeling and I knew many others who would be a part of my birthright would feel similar. So with that thought in mind, wondered if the call was yet another needing to find me.

I reluctantly got up, sliding from underneath a slightly snoring and gloriously sprawled out Edward Cullen. I tiptoed through the house, though my creeping was not necessary. Luxe and Demitri were out doing god only knows what. They're forest frolicking could be intensely felt by both Jasper and I, hence why Jasper and Ally were off doing an excursion of their own. Anna, Zoe, Shayna and Eleazar were off exploring and Carlisle and Esme were back at their house. I hadn't seen Rose or Emmett but I assumed they left needing a break from all of us.

So… I decided to venture off and investigate on my own. I had to admit; I knew this would probably infuriate Edward, but I was feeling rebellious. I mean really… I was incredibly gifted and very few knew just how much, and I needed a break to breathe. Being surrounded by all these people was starting to make me feel stifled.

I walked for awhile, listening closely and just relying on my abilities. I was deep into a part of the forest I hadn't explored much. I started to wish Shayna was with me seeing as she knew every inch for miles and miles, but I kept my chin up and just kept wandering. The faint voice grew closer and continued to call.

I moved past what must have been three different highways; desolate of cars of coarse. This place was what you would consider forgotten. Then again parts of Montana are mostly for sightseers anyway.

There was a small glow up ahead and I decided to be cautious. I knew it was a small man made bonfire I could smell the embers and the smoke from the flames in the air.

All the hairs on my neck and arms stood at attention once I got close enough to see the figure. I could feel the growl begin to emanate from the depths of my throat, and as much as I wanted to lunge I kept my cool but I remained fully alert.

I knew my best weapon would be to remain in the dark of what I was thought to know and thought to be capable of.

In other words act like a naive newborn who was wary of all.

"So it's true, this is where you claim home to now." He said staring at the dancing flames of his bon fire though he hadn't made eye contact yet. I continued to circle around the area he stood and waited for him to continue. "I must say I'm surprised, I expected you to stay back in your precious Forks." His words were filled with temptation, lust and a sense of ownership, but little did he know it did not affect me.

"Who?…ugh When..?" I stumbled

"How did you know where to find me?" I asked, continuing to stay as ignorant as possible.

"Well, as I'm sure your aware, we sent someone for you and your friends if need arose that they come along. I assume you felt threatened by him and you all were able to overpower him." His words still slithered from his mouth and he still had yet to look at me in the eye.

"We?"

"Ah little Isabella, the we I am referring to is The Voltouri of coarse. Do you have any memories of them? You shouldn't. Most vampires have little memory of before they were turned…speaking of, what do you remember about me?" He seductively chuckled as he finished his question. I watched as he slowly looked up and in all confidence expected my response to mirror his own. I calmly waited for him to absorb me visually though his gasp and erratic breathing told me he would need a minute.

I crooked my head to the side, watching his obvious bodily movements of intrigue and a need to feel me out. His eyes filled with lust once they made landfall on my curves. I could see his frame straighten and his stature grow, feeling overwhelmed with need seeing me whole just then.

I waited for him to give more away as to why he was here, and of coarse look innocent into all the other why's. I recognized him right away, and though it was thought that I had no memories, being of average transformation, I allowed him to near me. This was closer than I would have liked but pretenses needed to be kept up.

He slithered in his walk, almost trance like wanting to be as close to me as possible. He didn't even need to undress me with his eyes; I was naked as a jay bird very clearly in his mind.

His fingers grazed my face softly and erotically; his thumb wistfully skimmed over my bottom lip as his other hand caressed and combed my locks.

"You are far more then I could ever have possibly imagined, and that is saying so much since I have thought of you every moment since that fateful night. I pictured your luscious lips, your long, full beautiful hair, your eyes filled with crimson, searching only for me - the one that created you Isabelllaaaaaa." My name lingered alone on his tongue as if he had purred the word in an Italian accent no less.

I cooed a bit and rubbed my face along his wandering hand, caressing it with my cheek and whispering, getting him to come even closer, if possible. He mewled out a sound as our bodies softly pressed up against each other, and all of him was at full attention at that point.

"Felix…?" I softly moaned; the name question not taking him by surprise. Just as he came out of his sexual comatic state and registered that I called him by name, I crouched down incredibly fast, drew back my right arm and landed an explosive blow to his sternum, sending him flying close to fifty feet back and smashing a large cedar into a million pieces.

I knew the blow to the tree would be heard by at least a few of my own, which would mean I had only moments to make a statement that needed to not be forgotten by my attacker.

He attempted to rise from the wreckage he now found himself in, but was thrust back down to the ground by my foot on his chest.

He was intensely overcome with want by the sheer speed and strength I displayed, strength that far exceeded his own. He'd always imagined finding a mate; a vampire that he didn't harm due to his gift. Until me he thought it was impossible. He looked at me as though I was a diamond in the rough, one he so badly wanted to conquer.

"Of coarse I remember you, Felix of the Voltouri. I remember everything. That in itself is going to constitute a huge problem for you and your masters. Go back where you came from with this message…Stay away from me and do not send anyone else to seek me out."

I glared down at his unwavering form, his eyes still completely immersed in every inch of my body. I removed my foot from his chest and received a pained whimper at the absence of my touch, even though the longing wasn't mutual and took off in a flash running deep into the woods.

I ran for about two hours overwhelmed with my current predicament. What I did was stupid; I knew there wouldn't be one family member that wasn't going to be livid with my choice to investigate on my own. In doing so I allowed myself to be fingertips from a Voltourian guard's immensely strong grip. What I found out though haunted me more then the predicament I would have to explain.

Felix's thoughts were surreal and terrifying in the fact that they were twisted into a reality that Aro created.

Aro sent Felix and that twat of a two year old, Jane to find the Cullen's and me. Nothing other then observation was to take place, but Felix took matters into his own hands. He thought turning me would give him the mate that could survive his erotic fantasies, not to mention the gravity one feels toward the person who turns them is unwavering. His report back to his masters was a fearful one though he was relieved by Aro's allowance of what he had done. His thoughts played through my own like an old 8mm movie.

The grin and sneer that Aro displayed while learning of my change through Felix's touch. The obvious yet proverbial mental machine beginning to pick up steam in Aro's mind in how to make me his as well as giving Felix the sense of ownership. This was granted as Aro then informed Felix of his blessing in turning me but asked him to wait before seeking me out. My attacker's relief and longing was palpable in that moment but sense of duty needed to come first. I watched as Felix nodded in acceptance of the one order he was given.

I then was shown the many weeks he paced and thought of nothing but me; the way his teeth tore through my flesh. The way I looked up at him with a sense of gratitude, though the small ounce of gratitude was only due to me being like Edward in hopes of finding him again, not to spend eternity at Felix's side.

Even with the weight of Felix's unwavering obsession with me, I couldn't shake the thoughts of Aro's plan in all this. Supretia was dead after all and now Aro wanted to claim me as his own. I didn't know if Felix was aware of this. His thoughts were not of this new development nor did he question further about Demitri. He simply assumed I and or my friends killed him. My family wasn't thought of either.

A sharp wind whipped past me, and none other then a tall, well built Demitri came to a startling halt, gripping both my arms tightly. His body jerked to the left, then the right searching for the once connected and fellow Voltouri guard he clearly felt around us.

I watched enthralled with the way Demitri tracked his surroundings while never releasing me from his grasp. I felt utterly safe and protected and in that moment I knew he would always find me and like the many others in my life, would not allow anything or anyone to hurt me.

"He's gone." I stated plainly.

Demitri looked at me sternly and if a vampire could look flustered and disheveled in that moment it would be him. All that was needed now was him caught of breath and panting and I would have a bonified panicked tracker at my feet.

I felt horribly ashamed right then. Demitri was worried and only he and I would know how worried he had every right to be. Me with my gifts and he a once trusted member of the hainess leaders.

"Isabella, what have you done?"

I cowered at this man's obvious disappointment in my ever so lacking sense of survival.

"I didn't know it was him, or them, or uggghhhh you know what I mean!" I stuttered clearly feeling the shame.

"Bella." He calmly and affectionately tried to call me. "Your abilities grant you anything you wish. Because of this, you need to master the art of vision, to be able to see anything and everything before you react so you can be prepared and well protected before going forward into any unknown. Yes?"

I nodded without argument, knowing he was right. I was overwhelmed with family and my union with Edward and my precious Aubrey. I needed to focus more on what I was capable of and perfecting it.

"Will you tell me what transpired?"

"Transpired? Really Demitri? Look I will bow, so to speak, when I am wrong. I will listen even when everything in me is telling me not to, much like I do with my father, but I can't handle this 'holier then thou' ancient cryptic regalness you project. That only makes me feel like an infant and not an equal among you." I finished completely annoyed and perplexed.

Demitri chuckled lightly and simply nodded.

"May I say though Mrs. Bella, you are a one and only, therefore you will never be simply among one or all of us. That is your first task- to feel your importance and begin to be humbled. Now please, let us speak…ergghh ugh…tell me what happened."

"Much better" I responded while walking next to him back to the houses.

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I paced our living room while patting a wakened and very troubled Aubrey who just couldn't seem to shake her hiccups.

Carlisle, Eleazar and Jasper tossed theory after theory passed one another like they were in a very competitive tennis match.

Esme debated between looking at me fondly, as I tried to will her grand baby back into a comforting slumber, or to look at me with disappointment and figure out how long I should be grounded for my stunt. Carlisle wouldn't address the mistake I made; he was just addressing the future in what I learned.

Alice, Luxe and Jasper had yet to speak to me.

Shayna, Zoe and Anna gave me brief smiles, all knowing they would've done the same.

Edward was on his way back home. He and the others went searching for me. Eleazar alerted everyone to my distance as he felt my gifts weakening, as I traveled farther and farther to reach what I was searching for.

It was official I was in the dog house.

"So the only logical explanation is allowing Felix to think Bella belonged to him while Aro plotted to take her for himself?" Jasper stated staring at the floor.

"I think so. Carlisle you mentioned how intrigued Aro was with Bella's ability to not be affected by Jane or himself in Volterra right?"

My father nodded. "That is the way Edward explained it."

"Well, I will bet Aro thought Bella would turn into a fiercely powerful shield. Sending Felix and Jane to check on her progression was a way to make sure you all kept up your end of the bargain. In doing so, Felix discovered you were gone and took her for himself, resulting in a vampire Bella that Aro knew could now be a part of the Volturi."

My father looked at Eleazar with doubt at the coincidence. The complexity and simplicity in how it played out for the Voltouri left my father doubting they being that lucky.

"That's what I would think." Eleazar said with a shrug. "Now she can be his, Edward no longer has claim to her in their eyes after all and now his only dilemma is taking her from a member of the guard. Not a feat he is at all worried about."

"So you think Felix is in the dark?" Ally asked chiming in.

"No." Demitri interrupted "We are not fools; each of us know the treachery our masters our capable of. We are not imbeciles. Felix knows Aro wants Bella and I think he and the Volturi are definitely under the pretense that Bella's gifts are limited to a shield and her loyalty to her maker is something they can control."

"Yeah, but her maker is Felix not Aro."

"It matters not. If Aro wants Bella, Felix can not fight it. Aro is betting on that. So essentially Felix did all the work so to speak and ultimately Aro will have Bella." Demitri finished with a finality that left no argument.

Just then the front door opened and in walked a completely irate and lived Edward with intense fire in his eyes; eyes that settled on me and remained as he addressed everyone else.

"Leave us, everyone. Esme please take my daughter to her nursery at the other house. I need to have a few words with my mate."

No one argued and one by one began to leave out the front door. I placed Aub's in Esme's awaiting arms and shrugged nervously at a confused Emmett who had just arrived at the house with Rose, who in turn was being physically turned around by Alice with an "I'll explain back at the house."

Edward slammed the front door shut, startling and causing me to jump out of my skin a bit.

I watched as he went into the kitchen and opened a small liquor cabinet. He pulled out a glass and poured some brandy into it and chugged it in one gulp.

He turned slowly, leaning against the kitchen counter and glared at me relentlessly. I didn't read his thoughts and I didn't expel any emotional mojo in hopes it would help in my predicament.

My mate was angry, and I deserved it. I decided to take my lashings like a woman, though I mentally began to calculate the ways I could throw out a perfectly good guilt trip if needed in an emergency.

It seemed like hours were going by before Edward spoke a word, but I waited.

"Do you want to leave me?"

"Wha…what….ugh NO!" I stuttered feeling the bile rise in my throat at his ludicrous question.

"A yes or no will be fine Bella."

"NO!" I barked extremely offended with his statement and lack of sincerity at such a preposterous theory.

Just then Edward lost his shit, so to speak. His brandy glass went flying across the room, smashing into a million pieces, and I swear you could've heard his screams for miles away.

"Are you sure Bells, cause your actions tonight say otherwise! You practically told them 'Here I am, come take me away from my husband! No..no I wont fight, I'll go willingly, where in the FUCK do I sign up!'"

If my lip could possibly quiver anymore then it already was, followed by the immense amount of tears that now began to stream down my cheeks, someone would have to call Guinness cause I was a quivering tear streaked mess in that moment.

I was hurt and irate simultaneously. I quickly retreated to our bedroom. Up the stairs in a flash and a loud slam of our bedroom door was all the response I could give at Edwards shocking outburst.

Edward's regret was felt immediately. He knew he scared me but it was only affective because of his own fears from my actions tonight.

I heard him grip something and the sound of the crush from it had me wondering what he destroyed in our kitchen. Then a loud sigh followed.

I wiped at my cheeks and dabbed at them with the sleeve of my shirt. I willed all the confidence I could, to get composure and go down to face him. I opened the splintered door and slowly made my way back down the stairs.

I had every intention of apologizing. I knew I frightened him and it was Demitri that simply made me realize that I needed to put more thought into how important I was.

I was just rounding the corner to the kitchen when Edward flew at me what seemed like out of no where, pinning me to the wall, smashing two holes at each side of my head with his fists.

Now I was the one that was livid.

That was until he stopped looking down at our feet, opened his eyes and I saw it. All the pain, all the worry. His eyes were swimming in those two frantic emotions and frankly drowning.

"Don't ever do that to me again. Do you hear me?" He was still so angry and clearly battling with whether to knock some sense into me or hug me into a crushing embrace.

I did not give him the response he was looking for. I pushed him back and began to rant.

"Edward, I am not a child. I made a decision. It may have been the wrong one, and yes a dangerous one, but it's done and I'm sorry I made you worry but…"

I wasn't able to finish my tirade as Edward grabbed my arm and yanked me back against the wall. This created two things. A very, very angry Edward and an even angrier Bella.

We locked eyes, both filled and fueled with rage. One waiting for the other to make the next move.

I gritted my teeth waiting for Edward to speak to me like that again. I knew he was very careful with how he was handling me, he wasn't trying to hurt me just torn with his overwhelming emotions.

Then it happened….

I was tossed into the opposing wall, drywall cracking under pressure. The little table and lamp at the end of the stair way being tossed, crashing to the floor at the other end of the foyer. Snapping of a few steps at the bottom of the staircase as Edward and I fought for dominance on top of it.

We ripped at each others clothes. Long deep scratches ripped through Edwards back as I scraped it in my lust filled anger.

Edward bit down hard on my shoulder while tearing my jeans from my body, sending the shreds of fabric fleeing into the air landing everywhere.

We both were growling and clawing at each other until all clothing was gone and my legs wrapped around his torso, granting him the access he needed in that moment to thrust inside of me vigorously.

Our staircase cried out with loud screams of pain, in its haste to try and remain leveled as my mate pumped in and out of me over and over aggressively.

No understandable words were exchanged.

Moans, groans and loud grunts were all that filled the air in the area our primal animalistic nature was now taking over.

I gripped Edwards biceps, and tightened my insides, sending Edward's cock into a frenzy, slamming into the sheer depth of me.

My thigh muscles burned with exertion as they gripped his sides pulling him closer into my core.

I threw my head back panting and groaning as Edwards teeth scraped along my jaw line, all over my neck and biting down hard again, granting me a scream that if possible made him even harder.

He grabbed my thigh, pulling up as high as it would possibly go and grunted long and loud as he slid in and out of me. Deeper and deeper.

I cried out as my insides released and flowed out, the overwhelming tingle sensation taking over my whole body.

Edward quickened his thrusts, relentlessly and erotically overpowering my body, taking me in that moment. He roared as his climax came over him.

We both laid there, still connected and though we didn't need to we tried to allow the panting to slowly subside.

Still no words were spoke.

Edward placed his forehead onto mine and without asking attacked my mouth, softly moaning into the kiss. My palm found its way back into his scalp as the other wrapped around the chain around his neck pulling him deeper into me and into the kiss.

The kissed lasted from the bottom of the stairs, where he picked me up and walked us up the stairs and plopped us onto the bed.

I was no where near done, even if he was and I made this very clear as I began to ride him, making our beautiful four poster bed begin to shudder each time I descended down on top of him.

Edward whimpered seductively as I placed his hands on my hips and squatted on top of him. I squeezed my insides real tight, swiveled my hips and began pumping his dick with sheer speed.

I felt his hands guide me as I picked up my pace even more and began making noises that would put a porn star out of business.

Edward groaned and clutched at me, letting me know he was close. As was I.

Again.

The pressure that built inside released gloriously and I swore I could see stars at the back of my very tightly closed lids. I gasped and screamed, gripping Edwards hair as I slowly came back down to reality.

Edward peppered my lips, neck and shoulders with wet grateful kisses until I came to a stop and allowed my head to fall onto his shoulder in exhaustion.

All my muscles burned and seared in pain and torment.

I found the strength to maneuver my legs back into a kneeling position and placed all my weight effortlessly on Edward.

He rocked me back and forth a bit, willing me to relax and rest.

Morning was almost upon us and I felt the sleepiness begin to take over. Without moving an inch I allowed Edward to lay us back onto the bed and pull the blankets over us. Our bed felt like a gigantic plush pillow, and then I was spent.

I whispered "We have to have angry sex more often" which was followed by a chuckle from Edward and then I was fast asleep.

A/N I hoped you all liked it. Let me know what you think. Muah HeidiCullen