disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or the Vampire Diaries.

AU warnings, relationships between men, swearing, sexual relationships, etc.

Set just after Kol's death in 4x12 and just after Bella meets the Volturi.

Volterra, Italy

-Volturi Lair-

Kol knew this was not going to go well. He had gone over a thousand times in his head while on the plane to Italy and a thousand and one times more while he was driving to Volterra at law breaking speed. He knew the entrance to the lair, had been so many times before he had been daggered a hundred years ago by his brother. When he got closer to the door, he could hear the scuffle of a fight and had busted in without any motive other than to protect his sister.

Although he did admit, the look of sheer murder radiating in his sister's dark brown depths made him smile. Bella was always the patient one, the sibling who rarely caused trouble. She was a female version of Elijah in that sense, always caring for humans and seeing them as people and not playthings. She saw everything equal until you pissed her off or got on her bad side. Then you had better run, because her form of torment was not pleasing.

"Hello Belladonna," he greeted using Finn's nickname for her while smiling what would have been his signature smile had it not been on Katherine's face. "I take it I don't get a hug?"

Okay so maybe that greeting had not brought what he was hoping for. His back was currently pressed against the marble floor, a small crater surrounding he and his sister while gazing up into her eyes. Her hand was coiled around his host's throat, her fangs bare and a snarl echoed throughout the hall.

"What makes you think I would greet a sleazy two faced, disgusting little vermin such as yourself? You have the face of that whore," Bella spat, reminding Kol of Tatia, the woman who enchanted both Elijah and Klaus in their humans years. If Kol remembered it was her blood that helped changed them into vampires. He winched when she pressed down, making sure to crush his windpipe. "And to be honest, Katerina, you and I are on bad terms for more than one reason."

"Oh come now, Bella," mutterd Kol as he recalled a reason why Bella was so pissed at the vampire female, "Trevor was not worth it. He's a spineless little worm who-ARRGH!"

His sister's hand, quick like a viper poised to attack, had pierced his-Katherine's-flesh and was currently wrapped around Katherine's heart. He did not want to die today, not when he had a reason for being here.

"Wait, I'm not Katherine!" he cried suddenly desperate. And it was rare for Kol Mikaelson to find a way out of death. He normally was the one causing it.

"I find that hard to believe," Bella mused and tugged slightly, causing him to groan.

"Bella it's me, Kol! Believe when I say this is not how I wanted to meet but-" he cut off with another scream as she tightened her grip.

"My brother is dead," she seethed into his ear. "Dead for a hundred years."

"How do you know?" he whispered. "Klaus may have been in New Orleans that night but that doesn't mean I would leave my baby sister alone."

Bella paused and they locked eyes. The entire room was still quiet, he could see a bronze haired vampire staring at her like she was a monster. He snorted aloud, like he had anything to worry about. He sparkled for fuck's sake.

"Prove it," Bella said. "Say something only my brother would say."

Kol thought for a moment, and looked at his sister. "You look adorable when you're about to go on a killing spree?" he joked and groaned when Bella yanked again. "Oh god! What the hell, Isabella!?"

"I'm not playing around Katerina."

Kol sighed and looked deep into her eyes. "When we were younger, you and Rebekah always talked about marriage. It was only a year or so before Henrik's death and what happened to us, but you had your sights on some young lad. You loved him and he was affectionate towards you. However, neither of you made a move. When Henrik died, you felt hurt. You went to him for comfort," Kol bit his lip and remembered that night. The night he had killed someone in cold blood for what they did to his sister. They kept eye contact, "He raped you that night, you screamed so loud but not seemed to hear you. You thought no one would come, but I did. I had been hunting in the woods, trying to take my mind of Henrik. When I saw you, fighting to get away, I snapped. I pulled him off, looked him right in the eye and without any remorse, I drove my dagger into his heart."

Bella's hand had uncoiled as he retold the memory and tears slowly came to her eyes. But they were gone in a flash and she tightened her grip once more. He coughed. "Bella?" he whispered.

"What happened to you Kol?" she snapped and removed her hand, rising up from him. "What are you doing in Katerina's body?"

"Bella?" both turned to look at the pixie vampire who stepped forward. "What's going on? Who is that? And why are you calling her Kol? Who is Katerina?"

Kol rolled his eyes. "You're almost as bad as the other doppelganger," he said. Bella turned him.

"There's another one?" she asked.

"Yup," he said sadly, "Her name is Elena Gilbert. Bit of a Mary-Sue vampire that one."

Bella's eyes darkened, "She's been turned?"

"Yup," shrugged Kol. "Oh dear sister, there is so much you've missed."

"Bella love," whispered Edward as he stepped forward, "I think you need to get home. You're acting strange,"

Kol scoffed, "Pardon me, you lousy excuse of a vampire, but I was having a conversation with my sister."

Edward looked a bit confused before turning back to Bella, "Love come along," he reached for her and was sent flying by Bella, the female Original shaking her throbbing hand.

"I do believe are done here," Bella said and turned on her heel before pausing and turning a quarter to look at the Volturi leaders, "I would suggest not coming after me. You do know of my elder brother, Elijah."

Kol grinned, "And Klaus."

Alice and Edward watched as Caius gulped in fear, while Aro looked as if he had pissed himself from fright. Marcus seemed to be the only calm one. Kol followed his sister out, groaning only when the Cullen siblings followed behind them.

Forks, Washington

-Newton Residence-

Mike Newton groaned aloud when his cell phone buzzed to life, indicating an incoming call. He cracked open an eyelid, grabbing the device and stared down at the screen.

Incoming Call: Isabella -Answer or Ignore-

He was tempted to ignore it but he knew that if he did, Bella would probably yell at him. He loved that girl like a daughter, yet the teenagers of this day and age seemed to mistake simple smiles, occasional kisses on the cheek or forehead and hold her hand as a sign that he wanted to court her. Yes those were normally what men wanted but Mike was not going to do that to her.

He pressed answer and held the phone to his ear. "I hope you have a good reason for waking me up at three in the morning, sweetie."

"Hello to you too," Bella said with a sigh. "I'm currently in the air, above New York actually. The Cullens will be arriving in Forks soon. Do keep an eye on them? I don't want them in my things."

Why would they? Alice was with her, so she had no real worries. Unless Emmett developed a sudden case of the sticky fingers. "Anything else sweetheart?"

Bella giggled on the other line, "Just one thing."

He groaned.

Why had he even asked.

"I got it," he muttered. "Would you like anything else? A bottle of champagne? Sexy lingerie or a soundproof room while I'm at it? What about a sleazy run down motel room?"

"That's not what I'm asking for," Bella snapped and he was sure her blush was there, covering her cheeks and probably spreading down to her neck. "I want you to do something else!"

He grinned, "Sorry sweetie, I just thought you wanted to have some alone time with your boyfriend."

"Mike," warned the vampire.

"Darling I'm almost four thousand years old, a veiled threat means nothing to me." He hung up the phone and shut it off, turning his eyes and letting sleep overtake him.

He really didn't care if Bella chewed him out for this in about eight hours. He wanted to continue sleeping.