A/N: Hey. I know it's been ages since I last up dated, but I've been really busy with stuff! Last night I went to a party, so that was also causing me some stress... But today was a holiday! National Woman's Day! Yeah!

The song for Aro and Press is Honey by The Hush Sound. It's an amazing song, so go check it out ;)

Shout out to: imogen321, Pink-Angel91, NannaOdieFlicka1 and Discobear4!

Enjoy! ~Kenners~

Aro's Point of View

Persephone stood with me at the castle gates. Her arms wrapped around my waist as we stood in the moonlight, waiting for our inevitable parting. We weren't alone; there were a few members of my guard around us.

We were all waiting for Graham to come collect Persephone at midnight.

I looked down at her. She was dressed in her normal travel clothes: a pair of old jeans, a black shirt and her hooded cape. Her chocolate brown hair was loose, hanging around her shoulders in silky waves. The moonlight caught the silver chain around her neck; the mark that told the world she belonged to me. At her feet was a black backpack that contained some clothing and a few valuables.

Her pet gecko was back at the castle. I would look after Demon until Persephone came back to me. We both agreed that this arrangement would be for the best.

"I don't want to go." Persephone whispered to me, holding me a little tighter.

I raised her face to mine and stole a kiss. "I know you don't."

She chuckled. "I can't get over how good that feels. You have a cold kiss, my love."

I kissed her again, with a little more passion. I didn't care who saw our display of public affection. I was being deprived of her presence for a few weeks and I was going to use these last moments together as I saw fit.

"So, you feel no emotion in my kisses?" I teased her.

"I like it" She replied. "And it's only a line from a song."

My fingers raked through her hair as I kissed her again. She opened up her mind, allowing me to here the song she had in mind. I recognized the up beat song as one of Persephone's favorites. It was called Honey by The Hush Sound.

Honey, honey, honey you're the death of me
Won't stop holding my hands down
Baby, baby, baby you'll never let me
You've got a dark heart
You've got a cold kiss
You are my love, my love, my love
You are my love

I heard a cough come from somewhere behind us. Persephone dragged her lips from mine, looking up at me with hooded eyes.

"Grey is here, sweetheart." I whispered into her hair.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me hard. I could feel her holding back her tears as we said our silent goodbyes.

She didn't want to say goodbye. Not this time.

"Until next time." She murmured against my lips, before pulling away.

She walked up to Graham and hugged him.

"Until next time, my love." I said softly.

"Grey!" Persephone said, hugging her old companion. "Ready to bounce?"

"Wait." I said, motioning to the guard.

Felix came forward, dressed in a pair a jeans and a t-shirt. He had a backpack with him, his black cape draped over his arm.

"What's going on?" She asked, looking at me in confusion.

"Felix is coming with us." Grey said. "It was the only condition I had to follow before Aro would let you go."

"Because I can't leave the castle or abandon my duties, I felt you needed some extra protection while you traveled." I added. "Felix will be extra help for you in your search."

"This is unnecessary." Persephone replied, taking a step towards me. "Grey and I are fine alone. We survived fifty years together. What's a few more weeks?"

I came forward and touched her face with the back of my hand. "Please do it for me, my love."

She touched my hand and brought it to her lips. She kissed my palm, her eyes locked into mine.

"Only for you, Aro." She said.

I leaned down and kissed her one more time. I heard the last few lines of her song in my mind as she opened up her mind to me.

Honey, honey, honey you're the death of me
Honey, honey, honey will you ever see?

Felix picked up her backpack and Persephone slipped out of my arms. The three vampires walked off into the darkness and I could taste the change in the wind.

I knew Persephone would find Stacy.

I sat at the top of my castle, hidden between the battlements. Persephone had been gone for three days and I was lost without her by my side.

As I sat on the low wall, watching the sun set, I thought about how Persephone would be sitting next to me if she was still here. My arms would be around her, holding her closer. Her hands would be in mine and my face would be buried in her hair. Her sweet smell of vanilla would be around me like a warm blanket. Her eyes would be closed and there would be a small smile on her face as we enjoyed the sunset together.

You've got a dark heart
You've got a cold kiss
You are my love, my love, my love
You are my love

I missed her so much.

Persephone's Point of View

"I hate long flights." I said as we got off the plane.

We were at the Tibet-China border. Graham had booked us into a hotel and I was looking forward to sleeping for the next ten hours.

"The sooner we find Stacy, the sooner we can go home." Felix said.

I rolled my eyes. "Just get me to the hotel. I'm tired."

We walked through the dark streets until we found our destination.

"You check in." Graham said, handing me a wad of papers. "I'm going to ask around to see if any one has heard anything."

I sighed as Grey ran into the night.

"You sound annoyed, Press." Felix said.

"I'm use to it." I said, shaking my head. "Besides, I get the feeling he might be right this time."

We walked into the tiny hotel and booked into our room. An hour later Grey came in and slammed the door behind him.

"Eat something." My companion said before he hit the shower.

Felix raised an eyebrow, unsure of what he had to do. Was it Felix's duty to reprimand Grey for taking his anger out on me or was it his duty to agree with Grey and make sure I was eating right?

I looked to Felix and shrugged.

"You'll get used to it." I said. "He's just angry that he didn't find anything. Come on, I'm starving. Let's see if we can find anything to eat."

Grey tossed an apple at me, causing me to look up at him. I caught the apple with ease and I began to turn the red fruit over in my hands.

We had been in Tibet for just over a week by that time. We had moved onto the Buddhist monasteries, hoping to hear some news. So far, we had gotten no leads.

"Nothing!" Graham said, sounding distraught as he threw his hands into the air. "And don't play with the food I bring you; Aro would have my head if you weren't fed properly."

I bit into the apple and looked to Felix. The other vampire was reading a book, but he gazed up to look at me. We exchanged worried glances before I looked at Grey again.

"Let's take a walk through the city." I suggested, still munching at the apple. "It might help you clear your head, Graham."

Felix closed the book, but Grey shook his head at me.

"I'll stay here, if you don't mind." Grey said, moving to the phone. "I'm waiting for a call."

"Last bar she was seen at?" I asked casually.

Grey nodded. "You have to understand."

I walked over to my companion and hugged him. "We'll find her."

Grey didn't answer, his eyes hopeless. I moved away from him and picked my handbag up.

"Come on, Felix." I said. "Let's head down to the city and pick up some more food."

Felix and I walked around the market place for about half an hour. I wore simple clothes, trying to blend in. Felix was dress in a similar fashion. Both of us had our Volturi crests hidden; we did not want to encourage thieves or frighten the local vampire population.

The market was a simple farmers market. The food on sale was all fresh and hand grown but that didn't hold any interest for me.

"Do wish to return to Graham?" Felix asked, sensing my disinterest.

"Not really. He's a mood killer." I said, looking at another stall. "But there is nothing really interesting here."

We were about to leave when an old woman stepped into our path.

She was dressed in peasant rags. Her long hair was grey and greasy, covered by a faded handkerchief. Her eyes were blue, but clouded with age. She was hunched over, but she smiled at me as if I was a long lost friend.

"I know what you seek, child." She said, becoming to me. "Follow me."

I took a step forward, but Felix grabbed my arm.

"Are you sure you want to trust this woman?" He asked.

"I don't know why, but I feel like I should trust her." I replied.

"I don't trust her." Felix said. "Aro would not allow..."

"Aro isn't here." I said. "Just trust me, or else I'll go alone. And you know how Aro is going to feel about that."

I walked after the old woman and she led me to an house just beyond the market.

"Go in." The woman said, holding the door for me.

Felix followed closely as I went in. The room that met us was like the one in the first Star Wars movie, the one room where the slaves lived on that desert planet. There was very little furniture, and only two other rooms joined to the main room. The place smelt like poverty.

The old woman closed the door behind us. "Sit, child."

I obeyed and sat at the small table in the center of the room. Felix stuck to my side like a shadow, keeping a weary eye on the old woman.

"Mark!" The old woman called.

The young boy walked in, quicker and more graceful that any human could have mustered. Felix moved closer to me, his hand on my arm. I could feel his grip tightening on my arm as the boy looked at me in wonder.

"He's gifted." I whispered to Felix.

"I knew you would see it!" The old woman said, excitement in her eyes. "Take his gift. It will help you, dear."

I shook my head. "I don't like acquiring gifts."

"That's why you need him!" The woman squeaked. "He will give his gift to you willingly."

The little boy smiled at me, his eyes red. He had short, sandy brown hair and his skin was deathly pale. He extended his hand to me. I went down on my hunches so that I was on the same level as him. He withdrew his hand, his eyes locked into mine.

"How old are you?" I asked.

"Me?" He replied with a smile. "Ten, miss."

I smiled at the little boy. "Do you have a name?"

"Mark, miss."

"I'm Persephone." I said.

"Stacy told me." Mark said. "But she never told me how pretty you would be. You really are the goddess of the underworld, miss."

I smiled at the boy, hoping my unease wasn't showing. "Stacy? Where is she now?"

"Hunting, miss. She should be home soon." Mark held out his hand to me, still smiling. "She said you would have more use for this gift than I would."

Felix held both my shoulders as I took the little boy's hand. The familiar pain of a new gift traveled through my body, but this time the pain had an edge, some difference. I fell to the floor, shaking with pain.

"What... What have... you done... to me?" I said between shivers.

"He only gave you a new gift, Persephone." I heard a voice say behind me. "You'll be fine in a few moments."

Felix was at the new woman's throat, growling like a wild animal. "What did the boy do to her?"

"Felix." I whispered. "That's Stacy. We found Stacy."

With those last words, I lost consciousness.