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A/N: Here's the next chapter! Should be one more coming out soon! Like I said last chapter, this one has practically written itself before I even got started, just a few things to work through and voila! It was written. Also, I hope you love this chapter.

EPOV:

The sun shone brightly through the window I was looking out of, warming me nicely as I sipped on a nice fruity white wine. I couldn't stop my sigh of content. Great wine, a beautiful day, and I was the lucky man blessed with not only a gorgeous wife, but one who was kind, caring, and completely selfless as well. My Isabella… Bella. God had truly blessed me when He had my father and godfather arrange our marriage. She had lit up my world just by agreeing to marry a stranger. Granted, Aro admitted she was doing it for her family's safety but that only made me admire her more. Then, on our wedding day, she had just blown me away when I lifted her veil and saw a submissive I had long been curious about; the timing had never been right though. Then there was that wonderful first kiss, followed by a steamier night. I hadn't intended to let things go so far, but one taste of her and I needed more and she let me take more. No excuse, I know she is a natural submissive.

Now we were nearly two weeks into our honeymoon. I felt I knew her so well, with all the talking she had done. Well, that we had done. We talked for hours at a time. I knew all of her doms, of which there were only four. She'd had Mike, Tyler, Eric, and Quil. Most were for a year to two years, Jacob had been her shortest term at six months because of our marriage. I was a little shocked at hearing about Mike and Tyler cause they were guards for my family, but they'd wished us well and the best at our wedding, so I figured I didn't need to worry. Granted, I could just take them out if they made any inappropriate comments. I didn't have any qualms about that. I'd had a few more subs, getting started in the lifestyle earlier, and being older than her. Some of them she hadn't liked, for some were members of the family(not blood related of course). There was Lauren and Jessica, whose fathers were part of the family, and Maggie. Then there was Katie, Sarah, Jennifer, Audrey, and the one I was least proud of, Tanya Denali. I shouldn't have touched someone from another family without there being an arrangement, but at the time, I was young and stupid.

I'd only kept a sub past a year twice, and most I kept much shorter than that. Six to nine months was my normal. I was a busy man and I didn't care about always having a sub. I'd dated normally, of course, with high school and I didn't find my niche until I was nineteen. Of course, the family knew because you could never keep secrets. I loved all my aunts and uncles, blood or not. I had my cousin and brother-in-law, Emmett and Jasper, who were in charge of security. There was Alistair, dad's brother, who was also his consigliere. Jasper would be mine once we were home and the change of power was made.

The sound of the golf carts coming up the lane roused me from my thoughts, and I stood, smiling brightly already. I couldn't wait to see her again. People wandered off the carts and milled around. I craned my neck, looking for my wife, but didn't see her anywhere. Frowning, I strode toward the tour guide, clearing my throat as I called out, "Excuse me!"

The man looked towards me, before closing the large gap between us and took my hand, shaking it. "Hello, sir. What can I help you with?"

"I'm looking for my wife! She went with you on the tour, but she isn't with the group. Did you leave her behind by accident?"

The man considered, his head tilting this way and that as he rubbed his chin. "I cannot recall your wife, sir. Which was she?"

I groaned in frustration as I shook my head. "She was about five feet, three inches tall, slender, with mid-back length hair that fell in waves. She wore jeans and a t-shirt with converse. She wasn't as made up as some of these women, we just went casual."

The man frowned before shaking his head, "I think I recall her going on the tour, but I haven't seen her since we stopped to let them pick their grapes. We could go check? It's possible she went in deeper and we didn't see her? It doesn't happen often, but occasionally we do forget someone who went into the vines a little deeper than normal."

Sighing with relief, I eagerly nod my head. Finally! "Yes, please! I'm worried, we just got married and this is the first time we separated. I just wanted to give her a chance to do something she enjoyed without my hovering." I laughed softly, feebly, shrugging my shoulders and the man laughed with me.

"Come, friend, we will go look for your lady love." He beckoned me to a cart and off we drove. It took about ten minutes to get to the fields they'd been at, and that was driving! I could only imagine how easy it would be to get lost in there. As we got out of the cart, I started calling, "Bella! Love, where are you?" The guide started calling her name too and we wandered row by row, looking for any sign of her. There were definite foot prints so I was hoping they were hers, and we got deeper and deeper into the field. The man was looking worried now, telling me they usually didn't go so far. I knew my Bella, though. In search of the perfect bunch, she'd go in as far as needed, unless she was called back.

We were a good fifteen rows in when the guide, Matteo I had learned, called out to me. "Signore! Is this her purse?" I froze at the words, wondering why her purse would be there, but not her. I rushed over to him where he was knelt in the ground near her little shoulder bag. "Bella! Come on, Bella, answer me dearest!" I couldn't help but cry out as I knelt beside him. It was then I saw it, a little syringe. Matteo had started reaching for it when I slapped his hand away. "No! It could provide evidence. We need the police. Umm, what were they called here again?"

"You mean the Polizia di Stato? The Polizia di Municipale would be no good here, if she is missing as it seems. Si, Si, we shall call them!" And thus started the worst nightmare of my life.

I was questioned for hours, the other vineyard goers detained, and all that could be concluded was that yes, she had gone on the tour, and I had gone back to the tasting house and I hadn't seen her, at this point, in hours. Matteo had found the purse and needle, not me. Finally, the questioning stopped and I was able to break down. It was then I knew what I had to do, what I should have done earlier, but was too in shock to do so.

I called my father.

It rang twice before he picked up, his voice full of laughter as he said, "Edward! You're supposed to be on your honeymoon, not calling your dad about business!"

"Da-ad!" My voice broke as a sob escaped my throat. "She's gone, she's gone! They can't find her. You have to help dad!" I was now openly sobbing and I don't know how much he caught of what I said since I was so broken up.

"Whoa, Edward. Calm down. Let me move to my office. Aro, join us." It was silent for a few moments, and then I heard the click of the door and dad said, "Okay, Edward. Aro and I are in my office, and you're on speaker phone. What's going on, son?"

"We were touring Volturi Vigneto, and she went on their tour to find grapes and learn a little more about the process while I went back to taste more wine. I didn't want to crowd her! And honestly, wandering the vineyard wasn't exactly that exciting to me. It's more her thing. When they came back, though, she wasn't there! The guide took me back and we found her purse and a syringe! Someone took my Bella!"

I heard dad mutter, "What the fuck?" as Aro cursed, "Che cazzo ha rubato la mia principessa?" Or, "Who the fuck stole my princess?" I hadn't really heard Aro cuss before so I knew he was pissed. I knew deep down I was pissed, just right now, I was freaked out, worried, and feeling like a lost little boy. And I was part of the mafia!

It was dad who spoke coherently first, "Okay, so first, Aro, you use your connections to see if they can get any prints off that syringe. Second, I'll have Esme arrange travel for, well, everyone. I can't see anyone wanting to stay back, plus we'll need everyone. I'll contact Liam and Siobahn and have them travel to you, they're closer than the rest of us. Maybe Liam will have some contacts I don't who can help. Sounds good?"

"I'm on it, Carlisle," Aro growled out, and I could hear him calling someone and going off in Italian. Dad meanwhile was texting to mom, as I heard the buttons beeping. She'd have them on the way within two hours, I knew. It was then, knowing my family would surround me soon, that I finally let myself break down, with my dad hearing me sob.

"Oh, son, it will be okay! We'll find her. You have the best of the best on your side, and we all adore her already. It's obvious she makes you happy, so your mother is going to go all mother bear on those Italian police. We will find her, son. It's just a matter of time. Now, I want you to go to your motel and I want you to try and get some rest. You know we will be there as soon as possible. Probably about 15 hours since we have to get everyone together. Now go. Cry, rest, yell, scream, and when we get there, you will be the son I know you can be so we can solve this."

My voice was barely a whisper as I uttered, "Yes, dad." Then went to do what he told me to do, like the 'good' son that I am. And what do you know? It helped. I woke up semi rested. I cried. I screamed. I yelled at nothing. And I came back angry and vengeful. I came back willing to kill to find the person who'd become most precious to me. We would find my Bella.

~~~SandS~~~

It's been twenty-four hours since I last saw my Bella, and waiting on the family was getting difficult. Liam and Siobhan had showed up, and while they did nothing for my anger, they did have a few contacts. We were able to find out that there were prints on the syringe. Now it was just a matter of matching them, which could take a few days, and that was only if the person's prints were in the system. It could be a wild goose chase. My family should be landing soon, and they'd descend upon this hotel as if they owned it until mom worked her magic and got us our own villa. Shouldn't be long, if it hasn't happened already.

Finally, they drove up in a convoy of SUVs and limos. It was quite the parade, let me tell you. Mom and dad, Charlie and Renee, Alistair and Aro, Emmett and Jasper, Angela and Rosalie, Mike and Tyler, Leah, Jake, well, I could go on and on, but I think that's most of the important… oh I forgot about the Volturi side. Marcus, who was Aro's second, and his twins Alec and Jane, along with the two guards they had left, Felix and Demitri. Like I said, a convoy. Between all of us, we'll hopefully find her. Oh, and there's my sister. Of course she'd be the last to show up. Love the little pixie, but she's such a drama queen at times.

Mom rushed up to me and wrapped me tight in her arms. "You have that look, son, that look of a man who will do anything to get his woman back. Tell me you're going to bring my new daughter home to me so I can get to know her!"

Grinning, I nod. "Oh, I promise, ma. I am not going to let her get away from me. I care far too much already to just let her go. I love her. Two weeks, and I love her. I'm not ashamed, but I haven't told her yet! I wanted more time to just court her, date her, be with her! And this rat bastard, whoever the hell it is, stole her from me, from us! He will pay mom, I swear it."

"Good boy. Now, go pack your things. I don't know why everyone hauled out, we have a twenty minute drive to the villa I found for us on the edge of the other side of Volterra proper. Five minutes Edward. I know it won't take you long!"

I rushed to do mom's bidding, and when I came back with a bellhop in tow, Renee greeted me with a hug and Charlie with a shoulder squeeze. "We're going to find her, son. I know we will. Our girl's too tough not to survive this and come back to us." Charlie's voice was gruff, showing the emotion he otherwise wouldn't show, so I nodded at him once, solemnly, and we all climbed into the biggest limo. Dad and mom were there, along with Aro, Charlie, Renee, and the two consiglieres. Together, we would find her. We would find the one we all loved in some shape or form, even the civilians amongst us.

It didn't take long to get to the new villa and mom and Renee were a two person army directing everyone to their rooms, whether they were shared or singles for the higher ranking members of the families. Couples were paired together and I was shocked to see some of the new pairings. Emmett was rooming with Rosalie! And Mike and Tyler were hooked up with Jessica and Lauren, respectively. Eleazar, our driver slash bodyguard, was with Carmen who was our cook. The things you could miss in two weeks time. Dad gathered us all in the dining room, which was one of the largest open rooms in the villa, guess it needed to be big to feed a family or two.

"Okay, so here's what we know," dad started completely all business. "Bella and Edward toured the Volturi family vineyard yesterday, from which she went missing when they separated to do their own things. So first off, no one blame Edward. What couple is together all the time without ever having a break? Plus, it's their honeymoon, why would they expect danger here? There were many of you who had no idea where they went until we got here. We were quiet about this. Emmett. Any pings off her GPS locator?"

I groaned, slapping my face with my hands. I'd totally forgotten she had a few of those stashed on her. We hadn't even told her yet, so why would I think of it? Emmett glanced around surreptitiously, before saying, "No, no pings, but they likely dropped her phone first thing. I mean, it's common. So we'll keep trying to see if we can find that. Might give us a direction to look in."

"Good, good. Jasper, I want you liaising with the local police. They know something, you know it and report back to me, got it?"

"Yes, sir. I'll head out there now. Hopefully those prints will pull up something. It's rare these days for prints not to be on file. Even most of ours are, so we aren't so suspicious."

"Edward, you're with us. Can't have you going off halfcocked if we run into some lead. I mean it, son. This family isn't yours yet, so you will listen and remember, she's my daughter now, so I want her home just as much as you do."

"Yes, dad." I was resigned. I knew what he was saying, but I didn't like it. Finally dad looked to the women.

"I know you're good at more than cooking, so you wander, you listen, Alice, you shop. Take whoever with you. Act like the dutiful grieving females you are. Put up missing posters, ask questions around town, maybe even go back to the vineyard and ask questions using your feminine wiles. Just know we're not giving up, even though it might take us a bit to find her. I know, though, that we will find her alive and bring her back to us, especially Edward. Now get to it!"

Everyone scurried off to do what they were best at. The guards went to scour the city, looking for anything abnormal, though we knew it was unlikely they were in the city proper. Likely some abandoned villa somewhere, but there were a lot of miles between Rome and Volterra, and far more between Venice and Volterra. This could definitely take a while and every moment with her gone was one moment she might not come back to me, despite what dad had said. I wanted her back, and I was going to make sure we got her back.

~~~SandS~~~

Seventy-two hours since I last saw Bella. The girls had been shopping up a storm while lamenting their kidnapped sister, friend, daughter, hoping to get anyone with an ounce of compassion to spill anything they might have heard. The guards continued to scour the area, working their way out into the countryside now. Dad still wouldn't let me go anywhere in case we did find some clue. I was on house arrest, basically. Emmett, though, had called us together, at least those of us he trusted completely: dad, Charlie, Aro, myself, and Jasper.

"Hey guys," Emmett's voice lacked its normal cheerfulness; it was strange to see him this serious. "So, we overlooked something, I overlooked something, but with all the hustle and bustle, and everything that's been left unsaid, it's understandable."

I growled as he hemmed and hawed, stepping forward and saying, "You better get to the point, Emmett, unless you called us here for no reason?" Carlisle's hand rested on my shoulder, squeezing gently, but also warningly before he nodded at Emmett.

"Okay, fine. Let's get the elephant in the room out then. Someone in the family, someone close, told whoever kidnapped Bella where she was. There were only so many of us who knew where they were going. Those in this room, I trust not to have spilled. Anyone left out, means there's a chance, even if by accident."

"Someone told someone not in the family where to find Bella and I? That's what you've all been keeping from me? And you're still letting everyone look for her?!" My voice rose with every word, until I was all but roaring my disbelief. Someone knew. Someone knew exactly where she was, or at least how to find her and they weren't doing anything about it!

"Whoa, calm down son," Charlie said as he wrapped an arm awkwardly around my shoulder, both stilling me and trying to calm me. "I want the bastard found, too. But let's hear what Emmett has to say before we rush out of here."

The man in question cleared his throat before pointing at his computer screen. "I think I've found her? Unless they got rid of her wedding ring, which I'd remembered but remembering how few of us knew about it, I didn't mention and then forgot about it again in the hustle and bustle. Look, it's flashing here, about an hour outside of Volterra."

Silence reigned for a moment before we all started talking over each other. I was ready to go, right the fuck now. Screw planning or guards. Charlie was in the same frame of mind, dad was urging caution and then Jasper fucking whistled at us to silence us.

"Guys! I have news, too, you might wanna hear before you go running off halfcocked because we want her back. We know who took her. The fingerprints came in. It was Eric Yorkie, you know, of the Japanese mafia? Granted, not a blood family member, but his dad's pretty high up on the chain. But still."

And with that, I grinned at Aro and Charlie, low and slow. Didn't matter how high or low he was on the food chain. He, a made member of a family, had gone after another family's woman. That was so against the rules and he was going to pay once we found him. Not to mention he had been her dom and she should have been able to trust him. He would pay for that as well. No man had the right to just take something that wasn't theirs, and in my mind that was especially true for a dom. Just be patient a little longer, Bella. We're coming for you.