Chapter Two: The wall.


Aro dismissed us after I had gaped at the invitation some more. It was to be disbanded as soon as I left, giving them more than enough time to arrive, get comfortable and wait for my return. It made me feel sick. A good sick, a bad sick... I wasn't sure. My insides fluttered with the possibility of seeing her again, having her near me like I once had, and yet having her in the same room as Jane? I had only just managed to gain her trust back again. Two years of silence felt like a millennium to me. I don't think I'd be able to endure that sort of silence again. Having Jane there, but unwilling to even look at me? And then there was Aro's dark, sinister plan. Did he honestly believe it would work? Edward would be able to see it within an instant. Hell, Alice had probably seen him make up his mind in inviting them here, so they had already done a runner. But then again, no one dared go against the Volturi's wishes. They could be on there way here right now.

My insides twisted once again while I walked hastily with Jane as my side. I had let her hand fall, and now I was the one that was pissed. Aro had asked her if she had told me. That must have meant she knew he was planning this. There was no other way around it.

"Alec," Jane broke the silence, causing my jaw to clench even tighter than it already was. No matter how wild my insides were going with possibly being in her presence again, the rage that filled my veins was heating up. Reaching boiling point. Aimed at everything, everyone. All who knew, and had kept me in the dark.

"You knew?" I said through clenched teeth, keeping my eyes ahead of me while storming ahead. Directly past Natalia as she greeted the four of us walking. Demetri and Felix were keeping their distance, no doubt. I had no problem in believing that they were holding back the retorts they wanted to let rip. It wasn't a safe move, as of yet. And it probably never would be.

"Brother, calm do-"

"How long have you known Aro had this planned, Jane?" I snapped, finally turning my eyes towards her. Jane flinched for a small second, the first time I had ever seen do that with me. Did I care? No.

"A while."

"How long is a while? Weeks? Month's? Years?"

"A week." Jane stated, blandly. "He came to me with the idea, and at first I was repulsed. You practically isolated yourself after leaving her, Alec. Of course I was repulsed by the thought. In my eyes, there was a chance that you would once again avoid us."

"I avoided you because it is what you wished. I knew I wasn't wanted, nor needed to speak. You cast me out."

"And I apologize for such things. But none of that matters now. You have stated yourself it was a moment of weakness."

I stopped in my stride and gazed down at her; eyes like poison in hers. She glared back towards me with the same darkness that I figured she was reflecting from my own eyes.

"A moment of weakness that may happen again." I supposed that was my way of admitting that I had feelings for Renesmee. Hell, I had admitted in front of them all. My sister, Demetri, Felix and the Cullen's that I loved her. Why would she even think I was lyin- ah. Now it made sense. I had truly pulled the wool over my sisters eyes. She merely thought I was lying in order to spare the half breed any hurt. Because I was the 'nice' twin compared to her sadistic ways. Well, she was a fool. I didn't care if I hurt anyone. Broke anyone's heart. I had said those words to Renesmee because I had meant them. I wanted to be with her always. And I planned on finding a way. Just not yet. My time with the Volturi was not up, nor was I ready to part ways with Jane.

Jane blinked, and that was the only sign of life she gave at all. Her lips parted, and her light breath touched my face.

"I won't allow it to happen, brother. Aro has his plans. But they in no way instruct you to share a bed with that thing again."

"Her name is Renesmee," I snapped back, pulling the cloak over my shoulder and pulling the hood up. "And whom I share a bed with does not happen to be any of your business."

"You are my brother Alec. We vowed it would be you and I until the end of time, and I am not losing you to her."

"What if you have already lost me, hm?"

"You wouldn't be here if I had."

She had a point. I returned because I didn't wish to leave Jane. But also because I had my place here. I belonged with the Volturi. I shook my head, and began up the corridor again. Jane kept up with me once again. I could feel her eyes on me as we stalked towards the hole in the ground, to which our adventure would begin. "We shall talk about this when we are alone, Jane."

"I wish to talk about it now."

"But I don't!" I finally yelled, eyes like slits in her direction once again. Jane kept a straight face while she glared up at me. I knew that look. The look I had seen her use many a time when she had been angered, and she wouldn't hold back the pain. But I was the only one who had never been simulated to that sort of pain, not once in my life. And it seemed that day hadn't come yet, also. "Very well. When we get to Bologna. Felix and Demetri shall scout ahead, while you and I talk."

"Perfect. Until then, we keep quiet."

"Deal."

I bared my teeth for a single moment before disappearing up into the streets. From below, I heard Demetri and Felix muttering. Morons.

"First time I've seen him stand up to her," Felix commented.

"I have a feeling it shan't be the last." Demetri concluded.

"I'll second that..." Felix finally finished. I figured with the silence that followed, Jane had sent them a warning glare. For nothing else came after that; only the dark shadows following me off into the night of Volterra and over the city walls. This would be a long, irritatingly boring mission. With the knowledge that she'd be there when I returned, I would want this mission to be over soon. The sooner, the better.

—xXx—

Within a mere hour, in the early hours of the morning, we arrived in Bologna. Within the large city, and ancient streets all deserted, Felix and Demetri set on. They were going to do a quick scout of the full city, then set on and search Ferrara. That is where we were to meet them, reside for the day (perhaps) and continue our journey through to Legnago, then then on to Verona. All and all, a three hour journey in total; but we were being thorough. The moment that Demetri and Felix departed, Jane took it upon herself to try and explain why she had said the things she had. I understood. Of course I did. Jane and I had been a team, for god knows how long. For as long as I can remember, it had just been she and I. No matter what, I was always there for my sister. The fear that I would eventually leave her wasn't something I could dismiss. Of course I was somewhat sympathetic towards her explanations. But they couldn't push the feelings I had for the half-breed at all. No matter how hard, I'd always care for Renesmee. And Jane knew that, and that is what I believed she feared. All I could do, was promise her that I wasn't going anywhere; that I was with her until the end of time. Just to set her paranoia at ease. A paranoid Jane wasn't something that was needed, considering she was dangerous enough with a temper. I had to put any anxieties, worries or anything potentially dangerous out of the way. Jane was a trip wire. Anything could set her off, and that was what I was worried about.

Eventually, I managed to subside any of Jane's fears. Practically promising her that nothing would happen between Renesmee and I. Despite the fact I was mentally kicking myself, for I wanted something to happen. Hell, I had been celibate from the moment I had left her. Not once had I looked at another female the same. Not that I did before her, that is. But, I had my moments where I'd have a small fling here or there. But since Renesmee? Nothing. Not a single glance. Could you blame me? No one would ever be able to compare to her bronze ringlets, or wide set eyes that warmed my very core. Or that bubbly nature that managed to break through my interior wall of defense. Somehow, and it still baffled me to this day, how she managed to cause me to care. Cause me to feel, when I had gone so long being... What was it she referred to me as again? Emotionless, I think. Or rather, Casper in her words. Whomever that was, I doubt I'd ever know. But I believed it was somewhat of a ghost, if the stories are true.

With the threat of dawn arriving, Jane never faltered in leaving my side. Even after our little misunderstanding. Though, that may be because I had promised her I wasn't going anywhere, nor would I consist of inducing relations with the Cullen girl again. But a part of me believed that Jane was now dependent on me yet again. Like she had been in our human years, where I was the big brother. Where I stood up for her, and had her respect. Due to her gift, and the fear she had been receiving throughout the years, I hadn't been the Alec I had once been. I had merely been there, more or less the sidekick. Used only when she was either bored, or could not be bothered dealing with things herself. Moral support with the fact her brother was at her side. Yes, Jane cared about me. Now I knew that for sure, even while I had practically been an outcast of the Volturi. She had still cared; but now I was the bigger brother yet again. Standing up the Jane... I hadn't done that in... Well, ever. I showed her what I was capable of, and I was not scared to lose my temper, even with my sister.

Over the years, I think I had only ever lost my temper... Once. When Jane was not there, and she had been sent on a mission to dispose of immortal children without me. I had practically gone insane with worry. Again, no one could blame me! Immortal children were dangerous. Unpredictable, and unnerving. To know she was dealing with a group of them on her own all because I had been busy sorting some little task in the city walls where a newly formed coven didn't know of our laws, or the fact we didn't feed within our city walls. I had gone mad. No, mad wasn't the best way to explain it. I, in that time, was more dangerous than that of the immortal children. I had practically left the moment I found out and set on to find her. When I did, I learnt that she was safe, and dealing with the creators of the immortal children first. Leaving the kids to last. Again, I thought of her as insane. Leaving the most dangerous thing until last! It was a rookie's mistake! I slaughtered that village. Vampire, vampire child, human's...

Everything. I burnt it to the ground, all because Jane could have gotten herself killed. What was her gift, despite how powerful it was, against seven immortal children? She could only inflict pain to one person at a time. While she dealt with one... The others could be going insane with fear. They were feral. I dealt with it, and when I saw she was fine; the anger disappeared. When we returned to Volterra, Aro had been surprised; but took pride in my actions. Jane was pissed, for it had been her mission to make Aro proud. Of course she would want to make him proud. She was his little pet, after all. Never the less, the mission, what I had done, didn't phase me in the slightest. The moment Jane's life became in danger; I flipped. I slaughtered, and I'd do it again. But now, proving that I was willing to snap at her also, it probably showed Jane how much I had grown over the course of two years. I was no longer living in her shadow. I was no longer living in anyone's shadow. I was Alec of the Volturi, and I was pissed. Pissed for so many reasons.

I understood why Jane was worried, like I stated. I understood why she didn't want to tell me Renesmee was coming. I understood why she didn't wish for me to continue any hope of a relationship with Renesmee or her fear of me leaving. But what I didn't understand... Was why the hell Aro was doing this. We had promised to let them be, I had promised to let them be. To let her be; with small hope that we'd be together again. It didn't mean I was going to go through with it. My loyalties lay with the Volturi, always. They lay with my sister. It didn't matter how deep my love for Renesmee ran; I owed my life to the Volturi. To Aro. He had saved Jane, when I couldn't and I'd forever be grateful. That was given without saying. No matter what, I owed my life to the Volturi. And my afterlife for saving Jane. That run deeper than any love I had, I presumed. No matter how hard my heart was aching to scream that wasn't true. Deep down, I wanted to scream I belonged with her. With my little Reny.

"Are you aware as to why Aro has such things planned?" I asked coldly and out of the blue.

Jane's eyes peaked up to mine for a moment, but returned once again. "His lust for power never fails to shine through Alec. I'd have presumed you'd know that by now."

"Yes, but the whole Cullen family?" I replied, my eyebrow arching.

Jane cleared her throat, and I twigged on. She knew something. Something she wasn't telling me, much like in her dorm. Where she had tried to tell me about Renesmee arriving. Well, she wasn't going to keep this to herself now. It seemed while I had been AWOL; a lot of events and plans had occurred. Things that basically involved me, and my devotions for Renesmee. I wasn't too thrilled, but no one went against Aro.

"You're hiding something."

"Alec, it's best not to bring this up."

"Jane.."

"Alec, I'm serious. I shall tell you, in due time. Now, it's too vulnerable, it could mess everything up and Aro will not be ple-"

"There's a hit."

Jane's words were cut off by Demetri, jumping down from one of the roof's above. His crimson eyes piercing onto Jane and then to me. Clearly, he was proud he had found something. Perhaps he was doubting his gift for a while, and now there was a hit... He was finally back up and running; determined not to let it slide.

"Where?"

"A trail, leading all the way to Verona." Demetri concluded. "However, it's stronger here. Or it was. I was able to catch it for a mere second, but that was all I needed. I believe it's residing in Verona. Hiding."

My lips twitched in the slightest. A week away Aro had given us, and yet we had a hit on the first night? We'd be home in no time. "Well, lets not waste anymore valid time." Jane spoke, surprisingly close to my own thoughts and sliding her hand into mine. I gave her hand a gentle squeeze, and vanished. Following Demetri as he raced after the invisible trail. Felix soon joined on, which I figured Demetri had left him where he had found the trail at first. It made sense, Demetri may be a moron like Felix, but he knew how to do his job. A simple thing like tracking was easy to him, and I could tell the moment he presumed he couldn't track someone... It worried him. As it did all of us, but we had caught a break; and hopefully it would take us right to the culprit. Whomever it may be. It was only a matter of time.

—xXx—

Verona was lively. Bikes, cars, people; all roaming around in the prime of the afternoon. The worst of it all, the sun was at its peak. Bright, warm and causing every little movement made cause our skin to burst into rays. It was evident none of us liked this, but not a word was said. Why would there need to be? We had all grown used to it over time. Learnt how to merely ignore our skins inhumane qualities. It was now just an unspoken hatred, the sort we had for others of our kind. Though, we were adamant that the others knew we disliked them, and merely held a tolerance for their existence. Human's, however...

Demetri came to a sudden halt, his eyes narrowing. we were lurked within a shaded alley. Two narrow brick walls either side of us, and one up ahead. A dead end. Honestly, I had merely expected Demetri to lead us over it, but he had come to a stop and was now glaring at this wall. As if it wasn't meant to be there. That was impossible, wasn't it? As quickly as human's could work with building homes and walls and whatnot, I don't think they'd be fast enough to make an immortal confused.

"The trail ends here." Demetri mused, his voice hard and clipped.

"What?" Jane snapped, pushing forward and gripping onto his arm to look at her. He did, but looked away to the wall yet again.

"It leads right here, and then... Vanishes."

"That's impossible. You have to be lying," she hissed while Demetri moved towards the wall. I watched carefully as he ran his hand across the brittle bricks, examining them no doubt.

"It must be a gift," Demetri mused. "An ability to hide themselves from ever being tracked. Even by me.."

"It has to be the Romanian's." Jane then decided, her tone harsh and irritated. I could sense the cracks of aggression in there, eating away at her melodic voice. Carefully, I stepped forward and placed a hand onto her shoulder. Her gaze snapped up to me instantly, giving me a chance to see right into her irises. How confused, annoyed and pissed she was at this. I couldn't blame her. I myself was a little taken back by this. "They must be toying with us, Alec. It's the only valid explanation."

All the while, Felix had joined Demetri in examining the wall; but honestly... It was clear Demetri was trying to find any hidden trail he could pick up on and follow. The determination was clear on his face, as clear as the sun in the sky. He crouched to the floor, running his hand across the graveled floor and brought it to his nose; inhaling deeply. When he flicked any gravel he had picked up on his fingertips away, and let his hand lean against his knee and dangle, I knew it was no use. There was nothing. My eyes averted back onto Jane, whom was still looking at me. She too was trying to see sense. See if I had any sense as to what was happening. Oh, I wished I did.

"If it is, and they have obtained someone with a gift to hide their trail, then we wait." I then concluded. "We stay here until they slip up."

Jane's eyes danced with the possibilities, though she of course asked the question I was expecting. "And what if they don't?"

"Every great trouble maker slips up once or twice, Jane." I reminded, the left side of my lip twitching. She returned the malicious grin, her memory obviously going back to what I was referring to.

"We can take a walk down memory lane later, my sister. For now, we should rest."

"And wait." Jane nodded, returning her eyes to a baffled Felix, and irritated Demetri. So much for this task going to be over soon, hm? Now, we were playing a waiting game. Jane took my hand, and began to pull me from the alley; Demetri and Felix following behind quietly. From above, however; I couldn't help shake the feeling of being watched. If it were the Romanian's... There was no doubt they were watching. But from this close, from what I felt, how was it possible? I shook the feeling, and continued with my sister. We'd need to find a place to reside for now. The while spooky 'someone is watching' feeling was probably just me being idiotic and anxious.

—xXx—

The rooftop above gave some severe ground between the groups. Crimson eyes lay on that of the dark hooded figures, watching their every move. How the small female seemed to lose patience with the smallest of things. Why was she so angry? He was just doing as he was told. Lead them to Verona, that was where she wanted them. Where she wanted them all. Granted, the taller ones weren't wanted. But the smaller ones. The twins, boy and a girl. Mary had said their names once. Lilly said the boy was hers, and that he would forever be hers. And the girl was wanted too. She was special; lovable even. Lilly was right. The girl below, gleaming at the boy who looked like her, Alec was his name from what he could remember, was beautiful. Perfectly sculptured face, bright eyes and full lips. An angel. But he couldn't let that get in the way of things. Lilly had said she was dangerous, and would happily kill anyone who dared get on her nerves. That's why he was sent to lure them here. Because he could hide. He could make them follow, and then vanish from under their noses as if he was never there. Scott liked being invisible. Before, when he was human, he hated it. Now... It was amazing. Mary liked it too, but Delilah... It annoyed her. Everything annoyed Delilah. She wasn't happy like he and Mary were. Scott and Mary loved this life. Being young forever, being able to live life to the fullest with no threat of being ill. He had been ill before he turned. Now he could run and never lose his breath to the point where he could die. Hell, he would never lose his breath ever again. Lilly promised that!

Mary still missed her parents. Even Scott did. Delilah didn't speak about what she missed, or what she had been like before she turned. She just stayed quiet, and did as she was told. Like they all did, but somehow grew out of being mute and scared. Lilly didn't want them scared of her. She wanted them to love her, like her family had. They were her family now. Whatever happened to her family before had hurt her, and because they looked like them... Lilly needed them to be around her. And they would, forever. He was her big brother, and Delilah and Mary were her sisters. Delilah older, and Mary younger. It was how she wanted it, and it was how it was.

Scott stared down at the vanishing cloaks, and ducked down just on time. The boy had looked up, frowning. He had almost been seen. Crap. Well, at least he had managed to hide. He counted to seven, and once he looked again; they weren't there. The main thing was, they were in Verona. And they were going to wait. They had fallen for the trap, and Lilly was going to be so happy. They would all be together. Scott, Delilah, Lilly, Mary and Alec and Jane. Lilly said it would be like old times...

There wasn't much time to continue to watch the parting cloaked figures for she wanted him back soon. His job was done, that was the orders. As soon as it was done, he was to return. Their home was under threat without Scott there. Anyone would be able to find him. With Scott around, it was like a cloak of invisibility. Heh. Harry Potter reference. Scott would openly admit he had been a bit of a Potterhead. Anyone with a brain would adore that franchise.

Crossing many rooftops, one after the other, leaving to the outskirts of Verona; lost in the surrounding forests he was met with the stench of smoke, and a small little cabin they had built from scratch. It wasn't like those usual cabins that were seen nowadays with electricity or heating. It was an old, basically little home with nothing. Whatever Lilly called it, Scott didn't know. But what he did know, was he liked it. Lilly was helping Delilah thatch a roof, Mary standing close beside nibbling at her nails. All in all, Mary was the baby of this family. And Scott loved her, but not in the way Lilly would like. Mary was pretty, and funny and special. Scott liked her a lot. And the best thing about it was Mary liked him too. Lilly would never approve however. They were meant to be brother and sister. She would probably kill them if she knew of this...

Lilly's eyes turned to rest on Scott, her lips curving instantly. Delilah stopped her thatching, and stared endlessly at her peer returning.

"They're here?" Lilly asked.

Scott nodded, giving a toothy smile. "Both of them, and the other two."

"They can be dealt with. Did you hear the plans?"

"They're going to stay and wait for anything else to follow on."

Lily was happy with that idea. Scott could tell by the sparkle in her eye. "Scott, keep watch tonight. Mary and Delilah are to stay here too. I wish to check up on them."

"Are you going to bring them here now, Lilly?" Mary asked in her sweet voice. So beautiful and light, Scott felt the twist deep in his stomach. Though Mary was fifteen when she had been turned, and she was now practically a seventeen year old; Lilly continued to treat her that as a child. Not that Mary minded. She missed her parents, and with Lilly acting like an older sibling, one she didn't have; it was a sense of stability. Lilly took the girls frail face in her hands and pressed a gentle kiss onto her head.

"Not yet. But they will be soon. And then we can all be one big happy family forever, okay?"

Mary nodded and gave a smile, which Lilly returned and then set her gaze onto Scott. He stood upright, giving a cheeky smile in return. "Help your sister with the roof, Scott?"

Scott heard Delilah scoff, but said nothing. She hardly ever said anything. Ever. He nodded, and watched as their creator, or sister, walk towards the edge of the tree's before vanishing into the darkness. Lilly had plans for this place, and they would come true. In all due time. Scott placed his arm around Mary; watching the area where Lilly had disappeared. She'd come back, and when she did... They would be a step closer to completing her dream. After all, Alec Cecil was hers.

—xXx—

Day two:

no activity.

—xXx—

Day three:

no activity.

—xXx—

Day four:

Small activity. A few bodies were found near the Verona walls, but nothing Demetri could track. Thus resulting in a few deaths caused by him feeding to get rid of his frustration. By this point, we were all frustrated. How was it that the words greatest tracker couldn't pick up on this careless killer? Safe to say, this was the question Jane kept asking over and over.

—xXx—

Jane resulted in hunting. It was all beginning to pass slowly, annoyingly. It was a surprise, actually. Watching Jane decide after hours of silence she was going out to take care of her hunger, even though her eyes were still bright and crimson. Then again, the anger she had when Demetri hadn't picked up the scent the previous day must have ate away at her. Literally. But with Jane departing, and stating I should stay behind with Felix and Demetri, it meant exactly that. I was alone with the two morons who had been watching me curiously ever since I returned from Forks. The first time in two whole years, I was alone with them. Where they had questions, but refused to ask them when I was in the 'bad books' with Jane. Now it seemed she had accepted me back, with her gone...

"So, Alec.."

And there it began. I barely glanced over my shoulder from the perch I had taken on the sofa, my feet resting on the coffee table while my forefinger danced across my bottom lip. Giving the effect I was deep in thought in hope they would let me be. Obviously, my hope had been ignored.. The midday sun was beginning to fall from the sky, providing that day four was now over and done with. The fourth of seven. Three more to go and then I'd see her face again. Demetri was standing beside a fireplace, while Felix was sitting slumped on the windowsill; dragging his fingernail over the wooden frame. To human's, it might seem as nothing. To me? It was like someone dragging their nails down a chalkboard. I wouldn't have noticed it, if they had let me be. If they had allowed me to ignore them, and continue with my train of thought. But alas, they had broken it; and now I was to endure that damn sound, and also their interest for answers. If the lord was real, he'd smite them into a silence.

"You and the Cullen girl.." Felix led, running his finger across one more time.

"Her name is Renesmee." I stated blandly, running my own finger across my lip. Felix shifted his posture, probably figuring with the tone of my voice his little way of distracting himself of the boredom was getting on my nerves. "Right, what was it they called her again? Renesmee's a little bit of a mouthful"

When I didn't answer, his eyes turned to Demetri.

"Dem, do you remember?"

"Nessie, I believe."

I gritted my teeth, clenching the hand that had been toying with my lips. They really knew how to push someone's buttons without even trying. But then again, I had endured this a few times in the past. You're probably wondering why I am so cold towards Demetri and Felix, right? They haven't done anything wrong, as far as anyone else is aware. But, I have the reputation of being uncaring, and rather aloof with practically everything. I don't, or didn't, care nor react with anything. Bad news, good news, nothing. It was just the same old numb, cold, blank and emotionless expression for as long as I can remember. I was hard, stern and never smiled to anyone but Jane. These two buffoons, though I believed it was Felix's idea at first, didn't believe a boy (yes, boy. Seeing as I appeared to be young, they disregarded the fact I was older than them) could have no emotion whatsoever. So they would test things. They would try to get an emotion out of me, and they had only ever succeeded once. They had told me about Jane being on that dangerous mission, as a joke. They probably expected me to sneer at them and ignore their attempt. But anything revolving my sister was far from a laughing matter. In my eyes, anyway. My reaction of pure rage, well... It hadn't been what they were expecting, and no events from them had taken place since. But that didn't disregard my dislike towards them. I would work with them, yes. For they were in my coven. But that didn't mean I had to like them.

"Oh yeah! Like the loch Ness monster in 'sunny Scotland.'" Felix chuckled, irony thickly laced in his voice.

"Is there a point to this useless chatter?" I snapped, the nickname already beginning to grate at me. By all means, if they wished to speak of Renesmee, they could. Kindly, otherwise they'd lose their heads. But they could call her nothing but her full name and preferably when I wasn't around. That nickname... It was a disgrace. I doubt I'd live for another thousand years and be over just how insulting it was. How insulted I was for her to request me to call her that. Something as angelic, perfect and unique as her bearing the nickname of a monster? If any of her family had a brain, they'd have killed that mutt the moment it left his lips. Filthy flea ridden do-

"You seem tense, Alec. Have we said something to offend you?" Demetri observed, idly causing me to roll my eyes. How did he not understand that stating the obvious did nothing but make him seem stupid? He was probably going for the whole 'witty' thing, but it didn't look good for him. Not in my eyes, anyhow.

"The subject of Renesmee isn't one I'd like to consist of," I stated blandly, letting my hand fall from my lip and onto the arm rest. It didn't take a mastermind to know that this wasn't the end of this conversation. I mentally sighed, and awaited the comments.

"How intimate did things get with you and Nessie?"

My teeth clenched automatically. "Drop it, Felix."

"Oh, come on. Give us the deet's, Alec. We're like your brothers." Felix countered.

Pft, the day I class them as my 'brothers' would be the day I saw pigs fly.

"By the sounds of things, you wish to forget her?" Demetri then implied, crossing the room to rest opposite me. I continued to concentrate on the small crack in the wall; refusing to play part in this.

"Why would he want to do that? He said he loved her.."

"Yes, but he could have been lying... Got what he wanted from her and then left.."

"Seems like the usual guy move. Wonder how she wa-"

"Enough!" I couldn't take it any longer. Those two brutes talking about what went on between closed doors with Renesmee any myself? I just flipped. Renesmee was a sour topic, considering I had merely thought about only her for the two years apart, and not concealed my thoughts to anyone. I couldn't talk to anyone within the Volturi, due to the fact... Well, I hadn't believed in love when I left them for the mission. And for them to all hear me willingly speak that I 'loved' her was obviously a shocker. But this? I'd have thought better of them. For them to see sense and not bring it up. Clearly, I was giving them too much credit. Morons. Rising from my seat, and glaring at the now two silent immortals gazing at me with curious eyes.

"I fail to realize what Reny and I did has anything to do with either of you. And yes, I am trying to forget her, for no matter how idiotically I had let her under my skin, my loyalty to my sister is far stronger than some infatuation with a girl." I snipped. "And when said sister returns and realizes I am not here, you two will explain that you had brought her up."

Felix's face seemed to fall, considering it was probably world news within the Volturi that Jane despised sharing her brother, and to know he had 'fallen' for someone, wasn't something she would wish to be reminded of. With no second glance, I stormed out of the room like the irritated teenager I had once been. I know, I know. It wasn't really mature, but sometimes... It just came flooding back. I was a sophisticated older man, born into a time that didn't appreciate my talents, and turned at such a young age. But being with Renesmee, the experience showed me exactly what it was like to be a teenager. To be a kid again, a life that I had never been able to live. My childhood was constant of looking out for my sister, trying to prove myself to that failure of a father, and then... Being an immortal. There was no time for living in the moment, and just being a carefree kid. I had to grow up, and grow up fast.

When I was with the angel, she managed to make me forget who I was, what I was. With her, I didn't feel like Alec of the Volturi (even though that is who I was trying to return in being - which I seemed to be failing). But I felt like a human, like I had stated to the little vixen. She made me believe that I didn't have to always be on my guard, because the time with her was just so... free. No danger lurked around the corner, and being normal - or as normal as we could have been- was perfectly fine. And to think, I had went into that mission dreading it. Wishing I could just kill them all and return home. In fact, that had been my overall opinion. That no matter how long I stayed there; I'd have decided for them to die anyway. But saying that... I was more of the 'think-things-through' twin, as to why Aro had sent me in the first place.

Not like that mattered now. Aro was torturing me, without even realizing. Hell, he probably realized it. Seeing Renesmee again... And knowing I could not do anything, for it might push her into making a choice that would ultimately ruin her life, not to mention with the glaring eyes of my sister on us all the time. It would be a living hell. I'd be reliving the burning all over again...

I let out a sigh and rested myself down, a place I had visited a few times in my lifetime. Somehow, I had managed to idly move through the sleeping streets of Verona and wind up at this home. A little courtyard with a bronze statue facing the gates. A woman, frozen in her youth; surrounded by young hopefuls letters. Yes... Juliet's home. And across from me, Juliet's wall.

"Alright..." From her silence, it was clear she had no idea where to start on how to tell me about herself. After all, I hadn't really given her a place to start. My reply had been I wanted to know 'everything' which I did. Everything about this exquisite girl, I wished to have as knowledge. "I want to travel the world one day. I want to go to Verona and look at Juliet's Wall."

My eyes closed with her heavenly voice echoing through my ears. Oh, how it had to taunt me. But here of all places, I expected it. Of course I would. The girl who possessed my heart desired to come here; to look at this wall and add a letter herself. Why, I would never understand. These letters were merely ones that wished for the man to realize she had been there all his life, and that she was the one he had truly loved, or young girls venting about a heartbreak, and wishing for things to return as to how they had been. When she had been his. You could understand to an extent as to why these human's did such a thing. To get the pain, the sorrow and the hurt off their chests. Some way of releasing the pressure, but I myself never understood the scenario. Even now, looking at this wall I could see little notes expressing their love for someone. Some in Italian, others in English. Well, actually; there were letter of all sorts of languages. What made it somewhat amazing for the people writing these letters; was there was a group of women that replied back after collecting the letters. Reading through them and then replying back, as if they were Juliet. A fictional character, whom had died.

But why would Renesmee wish to write upon this wall other than expressing her heartbreak of me leaving? I didn't doubt that she loved me. I'd be a full. The tears that had stained her eyes when I was leaving proved her feelings were genuine. Would she write to wish for a life full of love? As stupid as it may sound; she had that. Her family adored her, everyone she met took to her instantly, she had close friends who would do anything to make sure she was alright, and then there was me. Though I could not be with her, she knew I loved her. That I still did, and always would. Not that I could ever speak such things again, due to my promise to my sister. That was a mistake, and a big one at that. Denying my love for Renesmee just to keep my sister happy? But I had grown in a world that everyone else let you down. Everyone you ever loved left, or died. No one ever stayed, and even when they said they loved you... How could you know it was true? The only person I truly knew who cared about me was my sister. She had stayed by my side for all these years, and even accepted my apology for my actions. She had been all I had known, trusted and needed. Until now. Now, I had another in my heart. No, another owned my heart. She had stolen it, and made it care. Black, dead and lifeless and she had caused it to beat again; just by that little smile of hers. What I would do to see that smile sooner than that damn ball where I would be forced to act like I didn't care...

"Alec?"

I let out a sigh, my mind playing tricks on me yet again; denying me the peace I needed in a place like this. To gaze across the letters and imagine that one of them belonged to her. That was, until I heard a small beat. Getting louder and faster, and breathing. And that divine scent, lilac and honey; with a hint of strawberries. How her hair had smelt so amazing with that shampoo, especially when I was the one washing it. Wait... How could my mind be portraying that damn scent? As creative as it was, it wasn't capable of making me smell things. My crimson eyes instantly turned to the gates; a shadowy figure standing under the small arch. Slowly, I rose from the seat and continued to stare at this figure; but I knew who it was. The scent had given them again. Had given her away.

She stepped out, her long hair, large eyes and bright smile warming my heart instantly.

"Reny.."

Before I could breathe another word, she was there. Whether I had ran to her, or she had ran to me; I had her in my arms again. Her lips crushed to mine, where they belonged. Where they would always belong.


A/N:

IT WAS KILLING ME KEEPING THEM APART.

I couldn't wait until the ball. I don't think any of you could either. ;D They're finally back in one anothers arms... But how long for? ;D

She's in a city where the lean mean Jane machine is, and she won't be happy with Alec returning home with Renesmee's scent on his clothes now, will she? And Lilly? DUN DUN DUNNN. She's got a twisted plan in store. All going to be revealed in the future. You've all probably figured out by now Scott's the reason why Demetri's going insane as to not being able to track. Aro might want this talent on his guard, no? ;3

You're reviews have been fantastic. Yes. I'm back, and I plan on committing to this story like I did with Destiny. I didn't think I had the flow of Alec right, but I've been reassured he's epic. So that settled my worries. I worry about Jane, though. So insecure as to losing her brother. Perhaps... She needs a love interest? ;) It seem's most of you were upset when Alec died too! Wanna know the funny thing? I screamed at the screen. Like full on 'NOOOOOO!' God, I got looked at funny that day. Oh well. ALEC FOREVER. XD

Anyway, shoutout to Amy from New Zeland. I read your review when I woke up one morning and couldn't stop smiling. Honestly, that review made my day. Happy birthday to Trace, when the date comes. I'd totally love to see this tshirt of hers, if she'd post a picture somewhere. Tumblr (which I'm considering making so you guys can follow little creations I make.) or wherever. Big hello to Amy's little Twihard group at school. I was the exact same, fangirling over Edward. Yup, that's right. I was Team Edward. Though, when Cameron Bright came into it in new moon, I switched instantly to Team Alec. Cause I'm cool like that.

Anyhoo, you're reviews are greatly appropriated. They keep me going and keep my muse high. Get them in and I'l hopefully have the next chapter up soon. Next week, probably. I'm considering doing the whole weekly update thing again.

What do you guys think about Juliets wall being a little setting? Romantic or a little ironic? Maybe... Renesmee could have a letter up there. ;)

I love you all! Get those review's in!

-C.H