I took a break from writing my paper and this is what occurred. I hope you like it.

Chapter Twenty Eight

Addison POV

I followed Aro into a comfortable room, even though a little stuffy with its heavy leather and mahogany furniture and dark green colouring.

I sat down in an armchair across from where Aro sat. I tucked my legs underneath me, to make me feel more comfortable and calm.

"I understand this must be confusing for you. And I want to explain everything. I just think it might be a little too overwhelming for you. You've been emotional enough for my liking." I nodded.

I could feel questions building up inside, just wanting to be asked. I found my voice.

"I'm sorry. What am I doing here?" That was the most important question.

Aro's eyes shone with concern. "You were emotional, hysterical. Jasper and Demetri were coming home, coming here and didn't want to leave you. They were afraid you wouldn't cope on your own. "

I felt anger. I was not a child. Why did people treat me as such?

But other, more important questions began to fire rapidly through my mind.

"What about my family? Are they worried about me? Missing me? What do they think happened to me? " The words bubbled out of my mouth, like a steady stream, so fast.

This time Aro smiled, but it was sad. "They are. They've done a television interview and some newspaper articles, asking you to come home and that everything would be ok. Jasper wrote a letter to them, as if written by you, saying you needed some time and space. He left it on your bed before you guys left."

I could imagine what my family was feeling, thinking. I wanted to tell them I was fine but somehow I knew that wasn't possible.

"Hang on. How did I get here? I must have gone through immigration? Wouldn't that have flagged me? " "You flew on our own jet. We had a passport made for you. To the authorities you're known as Addison Volturi." I sat shocked. Their own jet? They must be extremely rich.

"This is important and it will come as a shock, I'm afraid." He looked at me, assessing me. I smiled and indicated for him to continue. I braced myself for what he was about to say.

"Demetri is related to you. Distantly. An ancestor of his married into your family line. Another branch of the family tree." I smiled.

I was close to Demetri. He was like a big brother, a best friend. I trusted him. It was nice to have another connection to him.

Aro looked confused. I leaned forward and placed my hand over his hand, to comfort him. His confusion seemed to disappear quickly.

I then realised something. " If Demetri's related to me, what about you? You're his father." "In reality I'm not. He's adopted. All my children are. My wife and I couldn't have children. You'll meet her later. She'll love you."

"What happens now? Am I going to stay here?"

"For now yes. Later when you've recovered from your ordeal, it's your decision if you want to stay. All we want is for you to get better. You've had a rough couple of months."

Again I felt anger. "I'm fine. FINE. I don't need help. Why can't you leave me alone?" I yelled. Anger was something I hadn't felt in the time I'd been with Logan.

At that the door opened and Jasper was there.

"Leigh, it's okay. Calm down. Just breathe." I got up and ran into Jasper's arms. I felt tears drip down my cheeks. "Jasper, I feel so lost."

"That's why you're here. We want to help you. Wilmington was bad for you. To truly heal, you needed to get away."

I sucked in a deep breath, feeling my lungs fill. "I don't deserve you. Or Demetri."

"Yes you do. And we wouldn't be the same without you."

AN: I realised that I have written Addison as having anger moments. I'm not sure if I like that side of her but I feel that after all she's been through and suddenly finding herself in a strange place in a foreign country with people she doesn't know she would react that way.