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"Emmett, Aro wants to speak with you." Carlisle murmured softly and I unwillingly tore my gaze from Rosalie's trembling body as Alice attempted to make her comfortable. Her pain wasn't over. I promised myself I wouldn't leave her until she opened her eyes, when everything went back to perfect.

"I…. can't…. leave…. her." I sounded incoherent, like I was sleep talking. I was probably more or less a zombie now. I couldn't exist without my soul; my Rosalie. It had only been hours since she'd lost herself to unconsciousness, but it felt like centuries of watching her broken body convulse in pain. Rosalie whimpered in her sleep her back arching and her hand gripping fiercely around mine as the pain shot through her veins. I stroked her hand cooing to her like I was talking to a baby, telling her she'd be all right. "I can't leave her, Carlisle." I repeated sounding more intelligible even just by a fraction.

"I'm afraid you'll have to Emmett. Don't worry it's only for a little while." Carlisle comforted. I knew it was unwise to refuse the Volturi, provoking them didn't exactly work in your favor, so I reluctantly agreed to see Aro.

"Emmett, she'll be safe with me." Alice whispered in her tiny voice as she decided on a baby pink dress she'd gotten for Rosalie and began guiding her shaking hands through the right holes. I let go of Rosalie's hand extra slowly, wordless as I looked over her. The hand I'd been holding curled into a loose fist and she whined in her painful state of unconsciousness.

"I'll come back to you Rose." I told her as Carlisle led me from the room and down the stairs. I had so many questions for Carlisle….

"Carlisle, is he…?" I was afraid to breathe.

"Everett is more than perfect, Emmett. Everett is… different though. I can't exactly tell for sure, but it's almost like he didn't need the oxygen like Rosslyn did. Everett is much more vampire than Rosslyn. It's very odd, but… I think Everett is a miracle, Emmett." Carlisle spoke quickly but thoughtfully. I let out a deep sigh of relief knowing that Rosalie's baby was all right.

"Ah Emmett, shaken a bit are you?" Aro joked with me as we rounded the corner into the large dining room where he was seated on one of the chairs. I didn't think his joke was funny at all. Of course I was shaken. Heck, I was scarred for longer than life, scarred for existence after this. The violent, heart wrenching scene of Rosalie played in my mind over and over and over each time as haunting as the first. I remained standing still, statue still as he assessed me. He rose to his feet the black cloak tumbling to the floor almost as gracefully as Aro walked, towards me. "I was actually wanting to meet your… Rosslyn is it?" Aro raised an eyebrow, crinkling his chalky forehead.

"Yes." I mumbled. I hadn't even seen my new child. I looked to Carlisle asking him where he was. No sooner had I opened my mouth than Esme appeared with the tiny child cradled in her arms as he was sleeping. I felt my heartstrings tug towards the child with Rosalie's eyes and my smile and I reached out my arms for the sleeping baby a smile spreading across my face as I looked down on my son. He was absolutely beautiful. In the peaceful dreaming state Rosslyn was in, he looked so innocent. The world around him was raging with horrors, but right now, Rosslyn was virtually perfect. Esme shifted the child into my arms. I felt different now that Rosslyn was around. I felt… like… like an adult. Like I was finally a grown up. I was dazed for a long moment, just staring down at the child when I heard Aro's sharp intake of breath and I noticed his hands twitched out towards Rosslyn his eyes in awe. I held Rosslyn tighter to me, unwilling to place him into the arms of Aro. Even though Rosslyn's birth would not have been possible without the Volturi's intervention, I still felt like the Volturi wanted something from us as payment or something.

"He is exactly what we expected." Aro breathed still reaching out for Rosslyn. My head shot up and something about my expression made Aro stumble back.

"You… expected something?" I puzzled.

"Well yes. This child will eventually be the most powerful force in the entire world. Did you not know of his importance?" Aro asked like I was stupid or something. I was insulted, but also intrigued that mine and Rosalie's kid would be the most powerful

"I don't understand what you mean exactly, Aro." Carlisle stepped forward.

"The young vampire is not only going to inherit the parent's gifts, but it will obtain multiple gifts throughout its existence we believe. It will eventually become… unstoppable, but also… controlled. Like the immortal children, but without the uncontrollable blood lust. I thought giving the child to your coven would be extremely beneficial, given your… lifestyle and diet so he will be harnessed within your coven's rules until it comes of age." Aro notified us.

"Comes of age for what?" I asked, not missing that part of the speech.

"Actually, that's what I wanted to talk to you about." Aro started. "Well, the rest of the Volturi and I had originally planned to… take the child as our own when it possibly ages to five years." Aro explained and I felt anger bubble up inside of me.

"You what?!" I roared and Rosslyn woke up, his crying deafening. I didn't know what to do when the kid cried! I looked to Esme for assistance and she stepped over to me.

"Just rock him back to sleep, Emmett." Esme directed, her gaze on Rosslyn then shooting back up to the head of the Volturi. I attempted to do what I was told, and surprisingly, Rosslyn's cries became soft whimpers again.

"Aro, explain yourself." Carlisle's tone was sharp.

"Well, knowing the child will eventually be the most powerful, the rest of the Volturi and I decided it would be best that after he has been raised to five years, he should be taken into the Volturi as well." Aro said apathetically.