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Chapter Twenty-Five

*Lily's POV*

It's been two weeks since we've been here. Two long miserable, odd weeks of Grace just getting bigger and bigger. The two love birds have decided to not go to college and they plan to raise the baby- which none the less I'm thrilled for. I mean, I'm going to be an aunt! This was my best friend's baby and I couldn't wait to meet him or her.

I was worried about Grace though. She was getting weak. Her complexation was a lot more paler and drained. Even though she drank the blood, the baby still seemed restless. Masen was a wreck as well. He rarely left Grace's side and when he did it was probably not his choice. I don't blame him. If Ethan looked like he was dying on me, I'd freak out too. I just hope they'll both be okay, and of course my little niece or nephew.

"Hey," My boyfriend spoke, coming into the room. "How you doing?"

"Fine," I replied, shrugging as his arms wrapped around my form. I smiled, burying myself into him.

"You sure you good?" He asked me, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "You seem..."

"Tired?" I muttered. "Yeah..."

"You should sleep," He said, pressing a kiss to my cheek.

Thank god Ethan and I got a private room. It's just nice being able to have some space and sleep.

"I should," I agreed reluctantly, shrugging. To be honest sleep hasn't been on my mind. I never seem to stay asleep anymore. It's because of my nightmares. "But I can't right now. Masen needs me."

Besides the nightmares, there was no time to rest because of Masen duty. Ethan or I were always up at some time of the day to make sure the father to be wasn't losing his mind.

"Masen's fine. Renesmee's watching him," Ethan insisted, rubbing my back. "You need sleep and so do I. It'll be fine."

"I just-"

I never got to finish my sentence. All of a sudden something took over me. I wasn't sure, but it was all too familiar. Like I was being transported into another realm or something.

I was in a field. It was beautiful, that's for sure. It had to be fall, somewhere in New England. The trees surrounding me were a magnificent dark red, brown, yellow- it was something out of a photograph. Probably ten times better.

A woman in a white dress floated around like a fairy. She had a daintiness like Aunt Alice. She had to be in her twenties. Her red hair was pinned up in some sort of braid bun while her big blue eyes zoomed around the area. She looked something out of a fairy tale as she pranced around picking flowers.

"Vi!" A young male voice called out. Now in my view was a young man with dark brown hair and a pair of deep brown eyes. He looked a bit younger, but not by that much. He had to be around eighteen or something. He was dressed in a dark blue t-shirt and a pair of jeans. Just like your regular teenage boy. "Vi! Where the hell are you!?"

"Over here, Daniel!" The fairy like girl chirped.

"Don't wander so far! Hazel and I have been looking everywhere for you!" The boy chided.

This Vi rolled her eyes, "Danny, I didn't wander that far."

"I know, but Hay is freaking out. You and I both know this isn't that much, but you know our dear sister," this Danny muttered.

"Excuse me? Is that supposed to be an insult, Daniel," A new voice spoke firmly. A young girl with dark brown hair strutted over. Her arms were crossed over her chest and her brown eyes shined with disappointment. She was dressed in a pair of jeans and a flowing black tunic. A golden cross dangled from her neck. I now could tell the redhead also had a golden cross as well.

"I'm sorry, Hazel but it's true," the boy retorted, rolling his eyes.

"Danny is right, you can be a bit uptight my dear sister," Violet chirped, prancing over. "Come on, it's beautiful. The sun is out. Fall is coming!"

"We have a month left now will you stop with all this before the humans notice your abnormal weather patterns," Hazel hissed, eyeballing her sister. "The world's changed. Ten years ago we could've gotten away with this, but their technology is more advanced. More precise. This isn't the seventeen hundreds anymore or the eighties for that matter- we're in the twenty first century."

"Dear sister, humans are too stubborn to believe that a supernatural creature could cause this," Violet pointed out, rolling her eyes. "They'll believe it was special effects. Humans may be a lot more knowledgeable than they used to be, but there's still ignorance. In fact, wherever there are humans there will be absolute stupidity. Anyway, I've grown to love their stupidity."

"Vi, you are so strange," Daniel replied, shaking her head. All of a sudden the fall weather seemed to turn into the summer. The leafs becoming green, the grass coming back to life, along with the sun shinning bright.

"There we go," Violet chimed, twirling around. "Everything is back to the original season."

"Good girl," Hazel remarked, but suddenly her eyes seemed to distance off. It was like they were looking directly into mine. "Who are you?"

I felt like my entire composure froze. I tried to speak, really. I was struggling for words at this point. "You can see me?" I whispered. The woman nodded.

"You're their daughter, aren't you?" Hazel whispered, reaching out towards me. "Gwen and Matt's girl?"

"Hazel, who are you talking to?" Violet questioned. The two of us didn't care though. I just stayed fixated on this one girl in front of me.

"Yes," I answered softly. "How do you know who I am?"

"Because you have your father's eyes," Hazel said, smiling warmly. "And you're mother's blonde hair. Her smile...You look a lot like Gwen."

"You knew them?" I whispered.

"Of course," Hazel replied, nodding her head. "Who do you think helped him place that ability in your head. My brother's magic did the trick, but I was the one who ignited it."

"Ability?" I questioned, my eyebrows furrowed. "This is an ability?"

"Well, you could say that. Your parents knew there were twins...They asked my siblings and I to enhance it. Place all of Matthew's memories into your mind before he died. Your parents knew they were going to have to die to protect you from the Volturi."

"So I have my father's memories? That's why I have these weird triggered flashbacks?" I whispered, raising my eyebrow. "Is that my ability?"

"No. It's just an enhancement of your ability," Hazel replied, confused. "You don't know what it is?"

"If I did I wouldn't be confused," I retorted.

"You have the ability of necromancy. You communicate with the dead. That's why your parents chose you," Hazel explained.

"So you're dead?" I questioned slowly, trying to take this in.

Hazel shook her head, "No, but your parents are. They're sending me your way. They want us to find you."

"My parents?" I questioned, wide eyed. "My dead parents?"

"Yes! Of course!" Hazel cried out. "Now, tell your family you found the Lexington twins. We'll come to you."

"The Lexington twins?"

"Yes! Now wake up, before you scare someone!" Hazel ordered me fiercely.

"Why would I scare someone?" I asked.

"You may have a connection to the dead and you don't know how to, but you can see the deceased. You just have to learn how to control it, but as of now since your parents have been interfering through you, you've been essentially shutting down each time this happens."

"Shutting down?"

"Just wake up before someone thinks you've passed on," Hazel told me.

I didn't get to question her any further because I woke up wide eyed to the terrified eyes of Ethan. I was in his arms and he was gripping onto me like I was going to slip from him at any moment.

"Lily?" He asked frantically.

"Oh my god," I whispered, looking up at him wide eyed. "I just...I just..."

"Lily, what's going on?" Ethan asked me again slowly. I shook my head as he helped me up so I was standing. He still had a grip on me.

"I had a vision," I whispered, looking up at him wide eyed. "I saw...I saw the...I'm a necromancer."

"You're a what?" Ethan questioned. "Please, explain."

"This makes so much sense," I whispered, walking back and forth in the room. "Why I'm getting these visions- Ethan! That's my ability."

"Necromancy? Communicating with the dead?" Ethan asked quietly. I nodded my head in confirmation.

"Yes! I know it sounds crazy, considering I didn't have any sort of idea of what it was until now," I muttered, pacing still. "But it makes sense. Maybe it's like Jen's ability. It took time!"

"If you want to call it that, I guess," Ethan muttered. "But you're not clarifying anything. You were out for a good ten minutes. I thought I was loosing you!"

"Well you didn't," I chimed. "I had a vision."

"A vision? Of what?"

"The Lexington twins."

"You found the Lexington twins!?" Ethan exclaimed, clearly bewildered. "How!?"

"I told you, a vision," I explained, rolling my eyes. Seriously, keep up here buddy. "They told me they'd come to us. And then Hazel told me my ability- necromancy."

"Jesus, Lily," Ethan mumbled, wide eyed as he took a seat on the couch. "That's a lot..."

"I know," I said, grabbing his hands in mine. "But somehow, it makes complete sense."

"We need to tell the others," Ethan mentioned, getting up frantically from the couch.

I nodded, "We will."

"But not right now," Ethan said, sudden realization hitting him. He then turned to face me and gently placed his hands on my shoulders. "I think Grace is still in ruff shape. Masen's freaking out. Renesmee's trying to console him, but she's going to need both of us..."

I sighed, burying my face into my boyfriend's shoulder. "Why can't this be easy?"

"Nothing is ever easy for us, mo ghràidh," Ethan muttered, kissing my temple.

I chuckled, wrapping my arms around his torso. I buried my face into his chest while he wrapped his arms tightly around my body. I sighed in content, gripping to the fabric of his shirt. The sound of his heartbeat in my ear and his scent filling my nose up. I closed my eyes tightly just to enjoy the serenity of being in Ethan's embrace.

"Come on, let's go see how they are," I said as we slowly pulled apart.

"Let me guess, sleep's gotta wait?" Ethan remarked, amusement laced in his voice.

"Unfortunately, but we'll get some," I said, dragging him into the other room.

We walked hand in hand where Grace was curled on the couch. She was laying in Masen's arms. Unlike Aunt Bella's pregnancy, or any normal human carrying a hybrid, this was different. It was like Grace was feverish. Grandpa thinks it's because the child she is carrying has vampire genetics that are reacting poorly with her witch ones. So right now, the cold was good for her. I think. It seemed to make her feel better.

Honestly, I don't know if it was good for the whole Cullen coven to be racing up here. Maybe it is because we're family and that's how we always dealt with this, but I can't help but worry. All this worry.

Although, I was excited for my new niece or nephew. It would be nice to have a little baby around here. Something to be happy about for once.

"How ya doing Grace?" I asked, walking over towards the girl. I then looked at my best friend, "Masie boy."

"I'm fine," Grace insisted. Her complexion was ten times paler with black circles surrounding her blue irises. I felt my stomach twist at the sight of Grace. She didn't deserve this, to feel this pain. She is strong though. I couldn't see her loosing this fight it wouldn't be Grace.

"No you're not," Robert muttered under his breath. Grace glared at him while Masen bit his lip.

"He's got a point..." Masen added softly.

Grace sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose. "Look, I'll get through this. It isn't the end of the world. We knew this was going to be difficult."

"We don't really know anything, do we?" Robert muttered, getting up from the couch to get some air outside.

"Masen, can you talk to him?" Grace asked her boyfriend softly. Masen looked surprised by his girlfriend's request. "Please? Maybe you could console him."

My cousin bit his lip hesitantly. The last thing he wanted to do was leave his girlfriend behind. "She'll be okay, brother," Renesmee spoke up softly as if she could read his mind.

"Ethan's got her until you get back," I suggested, looking up towards my boyfriend. He nodded in conformation that it was okay.

"Alright," he muttered, placing Grace into Ethan's arms. My boyfriend looked up towards me as Grace tried to get some sleep in his arms. I gave him a weak smile before turning my attention to Masen.

"Are you okay?" I asked him quietly as the two of us walked towards the other direction.

"I'm trying to pretend like I am, but I'm not," Masen confessed to me softly.

"Pretend? Most of us can see right through it. I think all of us," I pointed out.

Masen shrugged sheepishly, "I'm just scared."

"It'll work out. I promise," I whispered to him, giving his hand a squeeze.

"Thanks, Lil," Masen told me. I smiled, pressing my lips to his cheek.

"Now go help Robert. I have to tell the others a few things," I muttered, biting my lip.

"You really found out a lot," Masen mused, his lips forming into a small smirk.

"You read my mind the entire time?" I asked, chuckling.

He innocently shrugged, "You could say that."

I laughed, nudging him playfully. "Darn mind readers."

"You could say that," He replied, smiling a bit. With that, Masen walked out into the brisk night. Meanwhile I turned to face my family. Uncle Edward seemed to know already and gave me a small nod.

"Hey guys, I got some news," I announced, walking over. This was going to be interesting.

*Robert's POV*

I took in a deep breath. The fresh Vermont air felt nice. It was better than the stuffy Volturea dungeons. A slight staleness of Lucas's cigarettes lingering in the air. I roll my eyes, I don't understand why he smokes. They can't kill them but it's just so...Tacky? He's got a thing for the Outsiders as what I've gathered from Dru and Ethan. I just don't think he wants to admit he feels like a greaser when he smokes.

"I never knew that's why he acts that way," I heard a new voice pip up. I look behind me to see Masen. I narrow my eyes at him and he holds his hands up in the air. "Hey! I can't help it! Mind reader."

"Right," I muttered in response. "You're also the guy who got my little sister pregnant-"

"Hey , Grace and I both had part in that little creation. You and I both know that, you just want to blame this on me because you want to think your sister didn't do anything wrong. You're angry Robert, and blaming this on me won't blow your anger away because trust me...I'm upset too."

"I kind of gathered that you worried nut case," I remarked dryly.

Masen rolled his eyes, "Yeah well, I'm worried for her. Don't you think I feel responsible for her pain? Don't you think I wish we conceived another time when we figured this out or just not now. Not after our high school graduation?"

I bit my lip, "True..."

"Look man, none of this is going to go away. Grace is a fighter. If we loose her, then we're damned," Masen said, taking a seat next to me on the porch.

"You should follow through on your own advice," I pointed out to him.

"I should. That's why I'm trying even though I'm such a nervous wreck. Always worrying something bad is going to happen. I love her...A lot," Masen told me. "I know you love her too. It must've hurt a ton when Cordelia was in labor? You didn't want her to feel any pain did you?"

"I didn't. True," I muttered, looking out in the distance. "It's just...Cordelia and Lucia are my life, but Grace is apart of that. I raised her, you know. When our dad died, mom had problems...I had to take care of Grace and even though mom got back on track, I couldn't help it. I still can't. I feel like it's my job to even though she has you now."

"Look, Grace is always going to need your back," Masen told me gently. "I still need my big sister and I don't like to admit it. We need strength from the ones we love and we're pretty high up there for Grace. I'm her mate and you are her big brother. Your support is getting her through this. Bumble bee needs you, Robbie."

"Don't call me that," I remarked, but a light smirk appeared on my lips. "Thanks."

"No problem," Masen replied. He gave me a small smile, "We're family now. All in this together."

"Okay, Mase-ive ass," I said, patting the boy's back.

"Grace told you that one, didn't she," Masen mused out loud.

"Yep. You got that right," I said, chuckling. Masen shook his head as we entered the house once more.

When we got inside I could see the others seemed concerned about something else.

"What's going on?" I asked with raised eyebrows.

My mother bit her lip before speaking, "Lily had a dream...The Lexington sisters are coming here."

"Oh," I responded, uncertainty laced my voice. "Is there a problem with that? I thought we wanted to find them."

"We did," Carlisle now spoke, coming over. "But there's an even bigger problem..."

"What?" Masen questioned.

"The Volturi are after them. That's the problem and if they're coming this way, then we're in big trouble," My grandmother spoke up.

I felt my eyes widened as I shared a look with Masen. Oh boy...

A/N: So stuff's about to happen...Mwahaha. Well I hope you guys enjoyed! Btw to the guest review who said there needs to be more LGBTQ representation I have an answer for that- THERE WILL BE! You just have to wait and see ;) In the meantime, thanks for the reviews and thanks again!