A/N: Esme's awesome, yeah? I can't wait to reveal what the others will be able to do. We'll get there. You guys have so many theories. Again, thank you so much for the reviews, rec's, and favorites.

As always, I don't own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does.


EPOV

What. The. Fuck.

I must have hit my head when I fell off the stepladder. That was the only explanation for my all too realistic hallucination. It simply wasn't possible for Esme to be standing over me, smirking, with her hand outstretched toward me.

Closing my eyes, I shook my head and breathed deeply for a moment before opening my eyes again. Esme was still there, that devious smirk still gracing her lovely face. She chuckled lightly before bending down and grasping my forearm, hauling me off the floor. My eyes wandered around the room, taking note of everyone else's stunned expressions.

Ha! So I wasn't the only one! "Esme? What…how…I don't…"

Esme giggled at my baffled expression and incoherent ramblings while she patted my shoulder reassuringly. "Yeah, I know. It's ridiculous right? So apparently I can teleport." She looked around at the rest of our family, but eyed the newcomers suspiciously.

Dammit.

I hadn't really wanted them to know the extent of our abilities, but Esme couldn't have known that. Which brought me to another train of thought that I would be exploring with her away from prying eyes. I looked over at my bewildered little mate and willed her to hear me.

Bella, I need you and Emmett to distract Eric and William so that I can speak with Esme privately.

Her head snapped in my direction and she nodded imperceptibly before heading toward the two whispering scientists. As she conversed in hushed tones, I took the opportunity to lead Esme and Marcus over to a secluded corner. "Okay, I'll be blunt. Marcus, I don't trust your friends and I don't want to discuss the specifics of our abilities around them."

"Edward-"

I raised my hand at his protest. "Marcus, I understand…I do. But I have to think about our family first. I'm not saying we shove them out the door. I just don't want to divulge anything further in regards to our abilities until I have a chance to assess them, if you know what I mean."

Marcus looked as if he were going to argue further, but finally relented, running a hand through his hair as he nodded in acquiesce. He then turned his attention to Esme. "So, when did this happen, dear one?"

"Not long after you all set out, actually," she replied with an amused smile and a slight blush on her beautiful face. "I was in the kitchen with Alice. I remember wondering where Carlisle had disappeared off to…and suddenly I was standing next to him…in the bathroom."

I guffawed loudly as I thought of Carlisle perched on his porcelain throne handling business when his mate suddenly materialized right next to him. Fucking hell. Talk about embarrassing.

"So you don't teleport to a place, but to a person?" Marcus asked, clearly intrigued by the notion.

"Exactly," she grinned. "Although there's a catch. I need to know the person…have a feeling for them. Each individual seems to have their own…I don't know. Tenor or aura, I guess? It's that feeling that I latch onto in order to pull me to them."

"Hmm," Marcus mused as his eyes danced with anticipation. "That is an interesting development."

Esme chuckled at Marcus' enthusiasm. "But that's not even the best part! It seems I can also move people with me, but only one at a time. Two proved to be too taxing on me. I made several successful attempts before you finally got that camera to work. As soon as Edward said that the back entrance was unusable and the Humvee was wrecked, I knew what I had to do. I closed my eyes and concentrated on Edward and…poof! Here I am!"

The implications of Esme's ability were astounding. Not only could she take us all back to our side of the compound…albeit one at a time, but there was also the potential to move instantaneously throughout the entire compound, depending on who was positioned where. That sobering thought brought me up short.

"Wait, Esme…could you find James?" I gasped, suddenly giddy at the image of Esme dragging James back to our side of the compound so I could torture the fucker properly before killing him.

She diverted her gaze to the floor and sighed wistfully. "No," she mumbled. "I can only get a read on people I've come in contact with after my transformation. I'm sorry. I did try, but I can't get a solid feeling of him. Even now on this side of the compound, every time I try to sense him, I get the oddest sensation. Like he's everywhere…I can't nail down a location."

Well that fucking sucked. I couldn't help my disappointment. "Marcus? Mine and Bella's abilities have intensified over time. Is it possible that Esme's will as well?"

"I could almost say with certainty that her ability will increase given enough time…and practice," Marcus replied.

"Excellent!" Esme and I proclaimed at the same time, giggling like school girls.

"Marcus, I don't want to remain here much longer," I sighed, my jovial mood evaporating like morning mist. "I want to speak to Eric and William and then I want to take Rose on a reconnaissance run. Afterwards, we will secure this room and return to our side of the compound. Does Rosalie have admittance to the armory?"

"Yes, her handprint will gain you access. I'll go speak with her." Marcus strode toward where Rosalie and Emmett were quietly studying one of the instrument panels.

Esme looked at me with worried eyes. Tilting her head toward the two scientist still absorbed in conversation with my angel, she asked, "So what's up with those two?"

"Not sure," I mumbled. "Marcus said their areas of expertise could be valuable to us, but I don't trust them."

"So I presume you haven't done your Vulcan mind meld on them yet?"

My eyes narrowed as I took in her shaking form. "Star Trek jokes…funny." Her laughter bubbled up inside of her, overflowing like a shaken soda bottle. "No, I haven't had a chance to speak with them in depth yet. I was headed that way now if you want to join us."

"Sure." She shrugged, her giggles finally subsiding, and interlaced her arm with mine as we made our way over to William and Eric.

I untangled myself from Esme and wrapped Bella in my arms. "Hey angel," I purred. "Have a nice chat?"

Bella nodded slowly, her eyes trained on my lips. I leaned down and captured her mouth with mine, my tongue teasing. Her taste…fucking exquisite. It had been way too long since I had been buried inside my little mate. A problem I intended to rectify the moment I had her safely back on our side of the compound. By the spark in her eyes, I could tell she felt the same.

I looked over Bella's shoulder at a smirking William and a seemingly bored Eric. "Let's sit for a moment, gentlemen. Marcus is discussing our next move with Rosalie and Emmett and will fill us all in shortly." I led Bella over to a nearby table and pulled out a chair. I took my seat and plopped Bella into my lap while Esme perched herself to my right. William and Eric sat directly across from me, watching all three of us speculatively.

"You both know my Bella already, but my name is Edward and this is Esme," I stated motioning to my right.

"Pleasure to meet you both," William smiled genuinely. "My name is William Harris and this is Eric Yorkie. I am a biophysicist and Eric here is an engineer in advanced weaponry."

William and I chatted amicably for a few minutes, while Eric mostly kept quiet. I began with William, the invisible tentacles reaching into his mind…into his memories. "Have you seen James?" I asked in hopes of bringing something useful to the surface. I had a tendency to lose myself in memories that weren't pertinent and I needed to get in and out quick so that no one noticed anything was amiss. The room morphed into a corridor outside of a cafeteria I had never seen before.

As I peeked around the corner, I saw James in the center of a throng of military personnel, all armed to the teeth, their weapons trained on two men. One I didn't recognize, but the other was a scared shitless Eric Yorkie.

James circled the cowering men holding some sort of silver device, tossing it deftly from one hand to the other. It resembled a gun, but had a thick needle protruding from what would be the barrel. "So Yorkie, you really think this device will work on the Dreg?"

"Y-yes s-s-sir," Eric sniveled. "T-the chip is s-small…undetectable. It will g-give you complete c-control."

"Well, let's test that theory, shall we?" James roughly grabbed Eric by the back of the head and slammed him to the floor, kneeling over him. Eric struggled uselessly, screaming and pleading for help as James jabbed the needle into the back of Eric's neck. James quickly sat up and fiddled with a device strapped to his wrist. Eric immediately stopped thrashing. James rose to his feet and watched Eric closely, still unmoving on the floor.

"Stand up Yorkie," James commanded, while keeping his eyes trained on the device attached to his wrist.

Eric wordlessly complied and rose to his feet. His stance was rigid, awaiting further instruction.

"Hmm, guess you were right, Yorkie," James chuckled. He then leaned in close and whispered something unintelligible into Eric's ear. The young scientist shook his head lightly and slowly began to come back to himself.

"Yes sir," Eric mumbled almost too low for me to hear. "The chip is small and undetectable. You will have full control over whomever or whatever you inject. The monitor on your wrist will allow you to give orders without being in the same room. I'm sorry, but there is simply no way to determine how effective it will be on those creatures without simply testing it."

"How will I know what is going on if I am not in the room?" James asked.

"The monitor will allow you to see and hear everything the host observes," Eric replied. "By pressing the small button at the bottom, you can change from one host to another, like changing camera views."

"Thank you, Yorkie," James smirked.

It was eerie…Eric seemed to be completely unaware of the events forced upon him five minutes ago.

"…and he's a stark raving lunatic if you ask me. I tried my best to steer clear of him altogether," William concluded as he cut his eyes toward Eric. Bella squeezed my hand reassuringly.

"How about you, Eric?" I asked as my mind extended toward his. Eric began to speak robotically and I waited for the inevitable descent into his memories. And…nothing. The room didn't fade away and I stayed planted firmly in the present. I tried again…concentrating harder, but to no avail. It was almost as if Eric's mind wasn't here.

Fuck.

Bella? Eric isn't Eric. I need to go speak with Marcus…now. Can you distract him again?

She shot a quick glance in my direction, clearly alarmed, before masking her anxiety while nodding minutely. "Excuse me for a just a moment," I interrupted, trying my best to appear nonchalant so as not to raise concern among Eric or William.

I rose from my seat, depositing Bella in my vacated chair, and calmly approached Marcus. He looked hopeful for a moment, but his expression soon changed as he took notice of the anger in my eyes.

"I take it you gleaned some information that could be detrimental to us?" Marcus asked as he ran his hand through his hair, a nervous compulsion that we seemed to have in common.

With my own fingers pulling harshly at the mop of hair on my head, I relayed the memory from William and the lack of transmission from Eric. Marcus quickly reached the same conclusion as me…that Eric was still under James' control and that we were probably being spied upon at this very moment.

"I'm sorry, Marcus, but it isn't safe to take Eric back with us," I sighed, shaking my head.

"Alright, I have an idea," Emmett piped in. "I say we leave Eric here. Knock him out and leave him somewhere the guards are bound to find him. That way Esme can teleport straight back to this side if need be. She's met Eric now, so she should be able to find him easily."

I clapped Emmett on the shoulder. "I agree. He could prove useful later, especially since James probably hasn't figured out what we know yet. We could stage an accident and make it seem like we had to leave Eric behind."

"We still need to go to the armory, Edward," Rosalie commented. "And we should probably go quickly so we can get the fuck back to our side of the compound as soon as possible."

As Rosalie prepared for our departure, I quickly went over a plan with Emmett to incapacitate Eric while we were gone. I was with Rosalie on this one. We couldn't get back to our side of the compound soon enough.

Rosalie and I took the most direct path to the armory, which thankfully was only about five hundred yards away. We filled our bags with everything we could possibly carry and then Rosalie engaged the door from the inside, ensuring no one but her or Marcus could gain entry. Then she pulled me and our bounty through the wall and we were soon back on our way. We managed not to run into any other security or personnel, but did find a large group of Dreg roaming the halls. Thankfully we passed behind them and they never saw us. We arrived back at the lab to find only Emmett, William, and Marcus inside. Seeing my confusion at Bella's absence, Emmett quickly filled me in.

"Esme began transporting people back to our side. I've already taken care of Eric. He's unconscious in one of the cells. A fine performance if I do say so myself," he chuckled.

Said chauffeur suddenly materialized right next to me. "Fuck, Esme!" I exclaimed, clutching my chest in surprise as my heart tried to leap out of my throat. "I will never get used to that!"

"Sorry," she snickered, looking around at those of us left. "Who's next?"

I quickly dictated the order of our departure, leaving myself for last despite the sharp ache in my chest from being so far from my mate. Esme transported us one at a time until it was only her and I left. Marcus had already disabled the door to this lab so that no one else would be able to get in until we were ready.

"Alright, Edward, time to go," Esme sighed, placing her hand on my shoulder. "I need to get you back to Bella. She's a little anxious…"

"Take me to her…please," I begged, the pain of separation no longer bearable. My surroundings blurred and my head spun as I suddenly found myself back in our own lab. "Fuck, that was intense," I panted, bending over to put my head between my legs until I regained my equilibrium.

"Edward!" my angel shouted as she pushed her way through our family and leapt into my arms. I barely had time to catch her as I stumbled back at the force of her impact. Bella wrapped herself around me and fused her lips to mine. I instinctively knew that there would be no further discussion tonight. I needed her too fucking much.

I broke from the kiss and looked at Didyme who waved me off. "Go, go…take care of her. But we need to talk in the morning."

I turned and sprinted from the lab, quickly making my way towards the trees. I needed to have her all to myself in our sanctuary. The things I wanted to do to this woman…

As we reached the clearing, I released Bella just long enough to divest us of all our clothing. Lowering her to the mossy carpet, I kissed every inch of exposed skin, sucking and biting in her most sensitive areas.

"Edward…I can't…I need…"

"Tell me what you need, Bella, and it's yours…always," I mumbled as I bit gently on her nipples, alternating from one to the other until she was writhing under me.

Bella's eyes snapped to mine as she flipped me onto my back, shimmying up my body until her dripping pussy was sliding up against my throbbing length, her moist heat almost searing. Leaning down, she whispered, "I can't do slow right now. I need you too much…"

I completely understood what she meant. It had been too long since we had been together this way and we needed to reclaim each other. Making love to my angel would come later…right now, I needed to fuck my mate. Lifting her up slightly, I positioned the head of my engorged cock at her slick entrance. She quickly sank down over me, engulfing me completely within her tight little body.

"Fuck…" I moaned, cupping her ass in my hands as she began to move up and down. Her pace quickened and her thrusts met mine as I flexed my hips on each downstroke. My breaths came in short pants as my lower belly burned with the impending orgasm I was desperately trying to stave off. I looked up at my angel to see her face flushed with desire as she rode me harder and harder.

"Ahh, Edward…so good…so deep…"

"That's it, baby. Use me…take me. Fuck me. My cock is yours." I bit my lip and peeled my hands from her soft body, digging my fingers into the ground underneath me instead as we continued our arduous climb toward ecstasy.

She quivered around me as expletives flew from her beautiful lips. The sight of my beautiful mate coming on my cock was my complete undoing. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as my own orgasm ripped through me, a loud groan escaping from deep within me. Pure fucking bliss.

Bella collapsed exhausted onto my chest and I rolled her gently so that she was cuddled into my side. I kissed her temple and whispered, "I love you, Bella."

My declaration of love was met with a cute little snort followed by a loud snore. I looked down at my angel and swept the sweaty locks from her forehead. Her lips were pursed into an adorable little pout and her face was the picture of utter relaxation. Her eyes were closed and she was sleeping soundly.

Speculations and planning could wait until the morning. Simply content to have her here in my arms, I closed my own eyes and drifted off into a dreamless sleep.