"We should go." Aro said sternly, looking at Jane and Marcue who both looked scared out of their minds.
A chill ran through Esme, if something was bad enough to scare the most power vampires, than what chance did they have against it.
"Will you guys be back?" Esme asked, knowing they will have to go through with their deal.
"We will be in touch." Aro said, before turning and leaving in the blink of an eye with Jane and Marcue following only moments behind.
Only a second later did she feel the tingle on the back of her neck leave, she looked over at Carlisle who seemed to be relaxing slightly, but a confused looked played on his face.
"Love?" She asked, placing her hand on his knee.
Looking back over to his wife, he gave a small smile before hesitating to say anything. "I..um..I.."
"Did you recognized the scent?" She asked, only to receive a nod as an answer. "Who?! Who do think it was?"
"I don't want to believe this to be true." Carlisle said, standing up, to pace around the room. Esme knew he was beginning to stress.
"Love, please calm down and tell me who you could scenes." Esme said, standing up and placing her hands on Carlisle's arms.
"I think my vampire abilities are being impacted by the human in you. For a moment I swear I could feel Tia and Benjamin." Carlisle confessed, looking up to meet Esme's eyes.
"Tia and Benjamin…" Esme thought for a moment. "I mean that's not totally crazy." Esme confessed.
"Why not? Why would two innocent grieving vampires sign up for a death sentence?" Carlisle asked, a bit harsher than he usually would.
"The answer is in your question. Think about it, if one of our children was taken from us, wouldn't we go after them." Esme asked.
"I would try, but they seem to be able to put up a fight." Carlisle joked, trying to make light of the situation.
"One of them can't. Our baby can't. Our granddaughter can't. If our baby had been taken from us, I would do all I could do to bring them home. I would gladly trade my own life for their own safety." Esme said, placing a protective hand on her stomach.
Carlisle flinched at the thought of anything happening to Esme or their child. The thought of any of their "children" getting hurt caused him physical pain. "Esme, I promise that nothing will happen to you, or our children. I will gladly lay down my life to protect all of you."
"So maybe you were right, maybe you did feel Tia and Benjamin. Maybe they decided to take matters into their own hands and this cause trouble for the Volturi, maybe they are more power than we give them credit for." Esme suggested.
"Maybe." Carlisle agreed.
Later that night Carlisle had his arms wrapped around his wife, feeling her baby bump, and his heart filled with pride. He watched his wife breathing in and out deeply, lost in a sea of dreams. He wondered what she was dreaming of. Him? Their baby? Their crazy, lovable family? Was it something more creative? It was times like this he wished he had Edwards talent, to read Esme's mind. He soon felt her shift in his arms.
"Esme?" He whispered.
"Yes?" She whispered back, her voice cracked a bit.
"It's early, go back to sleep." he tried to convince her, knowing she had to be tired.
"My head is too full." She confessed.
"About what?"
"Our baby. I keep thinking about what Aro said, about what he saw." Esme confessed.
"What do you think about all of this?" Carlisle asked, helping Esme sit up, leaning her back against the headboard of the bed frame.
"Aro said our baby had such a strong power, that they are stronger than Aro himself. How can that be. They are only a small baby, and human no less. What kind of power could they have? It's not like we both have a special talent, only you." Esme said, rubbing her hand up and down on her stomach, feeling their baby moving around, almost as a response to what she was saying.
"Talent..love I can't say what the future holds for our child, I only hope they are strong, healthy and happy, but Love, I don't have a special power. I can't read minds like Edward, or see the future like Alice." Carlisle said, his brows knitted together, showing his confusion.
"Love, you have so much self control. You were so young when you were turned and even then you turned away from human blood, knowing it was wrong. I slipped a few times, as did the rest of our family, besides Bella and Nessy. That is your talent. You are surrounded by blood everyday, and you show no temptation." Esme said, shocked her husband didn't know his own talent.
"Love, if you could that as a talent, then you are cutting yourself short." Carlisle chuckled slightly.
"What do you mean?"
"Esme, you are the most loving, caring, and compassionate person and vampire I have ever met. Your talent, no, your gift is being a mother. You have all the qualities. You took in six teenagers without a second thought, and you have always wanted more. Love, many vampires don't have a family. They have covens but you make us a family. That's a real special talent." he said, rubbing his own hand on her stomach as he continued.
"If this child has any talent, even as a human, it's only because they are carrying around the love you and I have for each other, and they love we have for the child, almost a century before it was born." He finished, watching Esme's cheeks turn red as she blushed.
"Carlisle?"
"Yes my Love?"
"How are we going to get Gracie and track down Tia and Benjamin?" Esme asked, her voice dropping lower, and her head leaning on his shoulder.
"Sleep now my love, dream of our child and we will figure it out, one day at a time."