Adley was sat on the bed stripped down as directed. Her body shuddering in response to the A/C blowing over her. That and anticipation. She was facing the door waiting.
Marcus took his time to pull his hair back in a knot at the back of his head. He took off his cuff links settling them on the side table. He worked to undo his suit jacket and hung it up.
She took deep breaths trying to settle her rapid heart rate and growing need between her thighs. Her middle a coil twisting tighter the longer he took.
He did the same with his vest and button down. He folded his tie over the hanger and put it away. He stood only in his dress pants.
"You were impulsive today." He stated. "You were careless in response. Placing yourself in harms way when you are so delicate at this moment."
Adley did not drop her gaze. She wanted to, look away. Now with emotions settled she did realize she'd put the twins in danger.
"Yes sir." She agreed.
"You have been warned multiple times of such." He came forward cupping her cheek. "Perhaps it is best we work on correcting this behaviour?"
He pulled back. She watched him stand back, his pupils dilated swallowing up his irises.
His aura swarmed him bright with their bond. She though only needed to push slightly closer to see the protective emotions and his urgency for her. He was worried for her. He worried for their twins.
"Yessir,"
"Your lesson shall be in delayed gratification. You will control your orgasm. You will not do so until instructed. Do you understand?"
"Yessir,"
"Good, your safe word?"
"Mangos."
"Lay back on your back."
She did as instructed scooting herself back on the bed until she was in the middle. She blinked and he blurted to the head of the bed. He lifted her hands back and up. There she saw the cuffs. They were padded on her delicate wrists. Restrained but not painfully so.
"Are you alright?"
"Yessir."
"Good,"
He took his time with the next step. A blindfold he helped slip over her eyes. Securing it. She exhaled sharply, a cool finger circles her left nipple.
"Already so excited, little one. Maybe I should flip you over and swat your lovely ass?" His deep voice rumbled from her left. His breath washing over her.
She shuddered, bitting her bottom lip.
Marcus kissed her lips beginning to trail them down her neck.
Heat already began to build in her lower abdomen. She pressed her thighs together.
The kisses paused on her collar bone. "Must I restrain your legs as well, little one? The goal is controlling impulses. Be still unless instructed."
"Yessir."
Two hands gripped her thighs nudging them open so no friction could be felt. She took a shaky breath.
"Mmm."
She squealed as his fingers dragged through her folds.
"You are already so wet."
He resumed from where he left off. His kisses began to each shoulder. He the moved to take a nipple in his mouth. Teeth skimming skin, teasing the taught peak.
She gasp trying her best not to buck against the restrains or force her chest forward.
His tongue swirled over the peak as he sucked it into his mouth once more. He did this until she let a little moan escape her lips.
He repeated the same ministrations upon the other breast.
Adley's mouth fell open slack as she tried her best to ignore the growing heat below.
"You are doing so well little one, even though I can sense your increasing pleasure." He complimented moving down her chest over her stomach were he kissed twice.
His descent skipped over where she needed him. She clenched her jaw, breaths increasing. His hands, she felt tracing her curves down her hips to her thighs.
He settled down between them, he spread them further apart. She didn't fight that happy to oblige.
He kissed down her thighs messaging her heating skin. He paused once.
She felt his cool breath washing over her heating skin. He was watching her. She took two deep breaths. Pushing through the tightening coil in her middle. Her pussy she could already feel getting wetter from the desire building.
She needed to push through it though. Push through the ocean that was desire and lust. She needed to surface in her own aura. She had to ignore his. Easier said than done she mentally grumbled.
Hard it was to ignore his fingers ghosting her inner thighs, running laps from her thigh over the connecting apex beside her mound. His finger tips skirted the sensitive skin, tracing the soft hair he found there.
She balled her hands up. Heart pounding.
Cool tips circled her folds, straight to her clit.
"Ah!"
She tensed, body jerking. She was tense as she tried to stop the growing need to move.
"Good girl, control the pleasure."
She blushed.
She could do this.
He didn't stop his missive though. He only continued with circling her clit, knowing all too well how she liked it. Running the sides, the hood, slight pressure on her actual clit—
The coil pulled tightly she was approaching that edge already. She tensed chest arched as she held her position.
"Do not come little one," he warned.
She felt his finger press lightly inside. She groaned head falling back. He pushed in and out of her slowly spreading the wetness to his digits. He pushed a second one inside. Curling them against her g spot.
"Marcus— please… too close!" She ground out swimming through the lust.
She was standing on the ledge between absolute bliss and tension. One more stroke and she'd be sent over.
He stilled fingers still within. The pressure on her clit disappeared. She huffed. The descent slowly lessening… she took a deep breath. It didn't help much but it gave her room on the ledge.
Marcus began again.
He wound her up three more times. The last time getting her so close she bit her lip teeth nearly drawing blood.
"Well done little one, controlling yourself so." He rumbled against her pussy. "You've been good, come."
His tongue replaced his thumb swirling around her clit. He sucked in and—
"Ah!"
Pleasure washed over her. Flashing behind her eyelids she slumped. The rush of release left her. Limbs like jelly.
"Such a beautiful sight little one,"
"Marcus, I need you…"
"Do not fret, we are far from done."
She shuddered as he trailed his hands up her sides. Her laboured breath stumbling as she felt the large tip of his cock align with her entrance.
He teased her sensitive folds before pressing in. Bit by bit.
"Well I can certainly say they have grown! Do you wish to know the gender now?"
Aunt Janet appeared around the screen facing Adley. Her stomach exposed as the wand ran over it. Marcus was to her right.
"Alright, I wouldn't mind. What about you?" She looked up to Marcus.
She could see his anticipation flourishing in his aura. "It is an opportunity many did not once have. I would like to know."
His words were calm and well poised. But she could see his excitement. This prospect wasn't something he could have ever imagined knowing about his children in utero.
"Well then, that's the answer." Adley beamed.
"Well most the time we'd wait a little longer but I can say without a doubt Baby B is a boy. Baby A, is looking to be a girl."
"One of each, wonderful!" Adley exclaimed. "Either would be good too. One of each means I can shop for both!"
"We can start looking into more specific names if you wish." Marcus offered, pride radiating through him.
Aunt Janet was grinning as well. "You should begin planning all of that indeed dears."
She helped Adley off the chair to wipe off the goo from her stomach. She pulled her shorts back up and settled the dress down. She turned to face Marcus.
Wait… since when was there two of them? Adley stepped forward. Did the floor look like it was moving?
Marcus held his hands out right as she miss judged the difference in the floor. His face twisted with concern.
"Little one?"
"Adley,"
She blinked a few times. "Yes? Sorry, I was just dizzy."
"Did you have lunch?"
"Yes," she confirmed.
"How much protein was in it?" Aunt Janet questioned.
"It was a salad and grill cheese sandwich." She admitted.
Aunt Janet shook her head. She looked over to Marcus who supported Adley by the waist.
"Take her and get her some protein. I will run the labs on the blood samples I just took. I will need to do embryo testing next weekend. Bring her immediately here if she faints or gets worse. I would rather find out she has the flu in hospital than there be an issue with the pregnancy at home."
"Yes Auntie," she nodded. "It must be the blood loss from the test. I probably need some iron. People get anemic from normal pregnancy don't they?"
"Yes but you've never been anemic."
"True but it happens."
"Lots of iron, vitamin c for absorption. Blood if she gets pale and faints."
"Blood infusion?" Adley's nose wrinkled.
"Yes."
"Alright, thank you Dr. Kim. I will watch for this."
He guided her out of the room and towards where Aro waited for them down the hall.
Adley held tight to his arm making sure not to get too far. Her head was still not done spinning. They rounded the corner when a familiar pop came.
Ibrahim handed her a to go cup with a straw. She took it.
"It's a protein shake with mango and strawberry." He replied.
"Thank you Ibrahim, seriously." She took a sip.
She paused when the smoothie touched her tongue. A slight taste to it. She swallowed taking another sip.
"What is also in this?" She questioned while continue to drink it despite the taste.
"A positive blood. It is a 32 ounce cup." He shrugged.
She stared. She didn't stop drinking. "Blood? The notion is appreciated Ibrahim. You are aware of blood infusions right? We have things called iron infusions."
He shrugged. "One is quicker and goes to the twins faster instead of them taking it from you."
"You think the twins are doing this?"
"They most definitely are, sister." Aro came to the little area they had stopped in. He had a journal in hand and a book under his arm. "My research has concluded that hybrid children will usually begin to take the blood from the host around half way through the pregnancy. The issue though is that a lot of these journals and accounts are older than modern science."
"They will not endanger her will they?"
"Adley is a unique case brother. You fret over the wrong life lost. The twins would be more at risk from themselves if they killed their mother before they were in this world. Pregnancy was never safe in normal humans."
"Nature sucks sometimes," Adley mumbled around her drink. "This though, is really good. I'm flattered you knew my blood type."
Ibrahim laughed shaking his head at her. She grinned up at Marcus who simply continued to question Aro.
They followed down towards the infirmary where she'd asked to see Cassandra to see how she was doing. She finished the drink when they reached the room.
Ibrahim took the cup before opening the door for the three of them to enter.
Cassandra was hooked up to multiple machines. An oxygen noodle in her nose, the intubation had been taken out at least. She was swollen around face. A few bandages were placed on her cheeks and forehead. Hair was no longer in locks. Adley frowned seeing they had shaved her head. Bandages still covered her from neck to legs. A blanket covered her lower body.
"Dr. Ramirez, how is Cassandra doing?" Adley asked looking to the doctor who stood a few feet away to allow them to see her.
"As well as can be expected. Magic is being used to heal her and keep her asleep. She was awoken yesterday to start the next process."
"Will she make it?" Adley asked .
"She made it through the first week. That was the dangerous time frame for her. Blood transfusions helped during surgery. No shrapnel left." He reported. "She is a long way to recovery, but she will live."
"Her attack, are we bringing this before the council? She's a witness to this investigation for the battle. Not to mention her attack is being investigated."
"They were made aware of her injuries but they gave no further mention of the cause." Dr. Ramirez frowned. "I am waiting to hear from them."
"Her memories have been extracted to be shown at trial on Monday." Aro added.
Adley stared at the recovering Witch. Her breath laboured as she was simply fighting to survive. She balled her hands up taking a few deep breaths.
"I can't wait."
"You will not be present," Marcus cut in.
Adley turned on her heal. "I am."
"Not after the last occurrence."
"Mmmm…"
The group of four stiffened at the groan. The rasp was guttural. They turned to Cassandra. Her hands moving.
Dr. Ramirez hurried to her side. Aro took to her side. He placed a hand upon her face cupping her cheek gently.
Cassandra's aura lit up, purple electricity shot all over her form. Adley hesitated watching fear and worry bloom. She was conscious? Had she heard them speaking around her?
"Of course Cassandra," Aro replied.
Relief flowed through the aura.
"She is to be there," Aro spoke looking to the two of them.
Adley stood dressing herself staring at herself. Her lips pursed as she stared over the dress she'd slid on. It was an a-line skirt and a square neck, the dark red material had her V pendant on display. Her dark locks were half up and half down. Her bangs curled to frame her face.
"I wish you would stay home," Marcus sighed finishing tying his tie.
His merlot eyes looked her over. He may have looked calm but she could see his anxiety going into this court room. She couldn't blame him. Each time she had been attacked by Hartford some how. He was in a room though unconscious last Aro had reported.
"We can't let them try and scare us Marcus, Hartford is in a cell recouping for questioning. He was the only one attacking my mind. Today we are having Cassandra's memories shown. She showed Aro I am to be there."
Adley walked up buttoning his blazer. She cupped his cheek guiding him down to her level. She kissed him chastely before pulling back.
"No one threatens us to get away with it. They will not get away with this. The sooner we get this over with the sooner we can get on the plane to Italy." She smiled.
"You are not worried to meet the rest of the coven?"
"They are your family, I'm nervous sure but you've met mine."
"Indeed," he nodded.
She slid into a pair of flats and followed him out towards the exit where Aro waited. She'd eaten and was ready for the day. Marcus had made sure that there was blood in stock for shakes. The taste still was like a penny in the mouth mixed with fruit but if it was needed. It wasn't the worst she'd ever ingested. Puffer fish was the most dangerous when she was sixteen. She'd say grossest was SPAM, fake tin meat. The salt made her gag.
"You look as if you just put a dirty sock in your mouth." Ibrahim commented as he raised a brow at her.
She wrinkled her nose. "Bro, sensitive stomach. Just because I'm not puking doesn't mean I won't be. I was remembering the taste of the blood being like a penny, coppery. Not the worst thing I've eaten. SPAM won on terrible level."
"It smells terrible, good to know it tastes just the same." Ibrahim chuckled.
"Let's get headed out." Aro motioned to the door.
The drive there was the same as before, the early morning sun had yet to rise when they parked underground. Marcus was a step behind her as Aro and Ibrahim walked in front of her blocking her from view. She repressed the urge to roll her eyes.
She was in a sensitive state, one that was now showing through all of her clothing. She held her head high as they went through the same doors before into Court room 3. She took a seat in the middle seeing the warlock in the same place he had been last week. He didn't look so good. She tilted her head.
His aura had barely any trace this time of his aura. She turned away while the council introduced itself once more.
"Beginning from where we left off on Friday before we took a recess for the day. The statement in proof of magical signature. It was a change to the witness line up? Cassandra Bruin Blackburn is not here?" Lady Martinez questioned.
"This is true your honour, the scholar is recovering from an attack upon the Volturi library and compound. She was in the explosion amongst a few other Witches and Warlocks. She is not fit to be out of the infirmary,"
Lady Martinez looked through her papers. "I had heard, my condolences to the Blackburn and Bruin families. Dr. Ramirez you filed the report, do you agree Cassandra is not fit to stand as a witness?"
Adley watched as a warlock escorted Dr. Ramirez up to stand before the council. "Yes your honours, Cassandra cannot be away from medical equipment for long periods of time. She is currently still under the influence of medication that could alter her mind. To do so would endanger her."
"Alright, has the memory been received by a court approved representative and non partisan party?" She asked.
"Yes your honour, the Court has requested Ms. Jacinda Sinclair to take part in showing the memories obtained from Cassandra. She is a professor at Lady Declare School for Magic, where she has specialized in mental spells and memory extraction. Her research in safe memory extraction from the early nineties has proven the most successful. The court vetted her and approved her this previous weekend."
The lawyer for the Aster family sat back down after.
"Ms. Sinclair, please approach the bench and take the stand."
Adley watched a woman who looked to be in her fifties approach. Her long black hair was tied back in a braid. She wore long robes of grey with a pentagram broach on her chest. She watched as they swore her in with the golden ribbon upon her wrist. Her dark gaze scanned the room.
"Ms. Sinclair when you are ready please cast the projection of the memory."
Adley watched her mouth move as she whispered out a few words. Her hand went up quickly curving to the right. A lavender fog began to swirl around and create a screen in front of the court. There she saw the moment Cassandra cornered Reginald a few months ago. Her teeth imbedded into her bottom lip. The force wasn't the best of light in hindsight of Cassandra.
The scene changed of Cassandra going and finding the original suspect she had in mind Wilfred. The vision point of view had her stalking forward and cornering him and scanning his mind. It came up blind. She left frustrated.
Next in the images came Cassandra, Reginald came forward bundled up. He handed her a few papers. There she read over the evidence of rumours and deals being made by the Aster family.
'Where did you get this Reginald?'
'I did some digging as per your request. Gideon Aster down at the docs, he was doing some shady business according to some sources. Test the magical signature it will match his. He won't break easily.'
'Aster? That idiot's got a file ten pages long down in headquarters…' Cassandra thanked him before waving him off.
'Be careful Cassie, you're getting yourself in too deep. If you do much more snooping you'll be made a target.'
'If I asked, I'd let you know.'
'You're skirting the Accords doing this. You're a scholar remember?'
'Who is employed by the Volturi, if I can do research into this it's my specialty. I know what I'm doing.'
Black swirled in the vision. Cassandra was down in a bland looking office, rows upon rows of archives and computers lined the long narrow room. A large bag in hand as she went straight to the first woman she found sitting at a desk, files spread out.
'Cassandra,' The woman looked up.
'I've got an inquiry on a crime, I need evidence scanned for magical signature.'
'Have you filled out the forms to have such a thing authorized?' The woman questioned.
'Hanna have some faith in me,' Cassandra dug into the bag before handing over the papers to the woman.
'The authority request is yours. This isn't signed off on by a council member.' Hanna deadpanned.
'I'm a scholar remember? My authority is that. If not that may I remind you I'm a Bruin Blackburn?' Cassandra crossed her arms.
'I can get in serious shit if I do this for you.'
'Think of it as helping an investigation detective. you're helping put a case together for some high up people. Seriously Hanna, it's important in this case.'
'Fine, but you owe me,' Hanna sighed taking the paperwork and bag from Cassandra.
'I owe you babe,'
"Your honour, Objection to this evidence. Cassandra Bruin Blackburn is pressing the boundaries of her role as a scholar doing this for the Volturi. Does this not violate her role as a scholar? She is obviously influenced in this case making her a bias witness."
"Mr. Delles explain?" Lady Martinez questioned.
The memories remained frozen. As if someone hit pause.
"Ms. Bruin Blackburn has already been reprimanded for her work on this case. She has paid her dues to the library. Her witness is to show the connections of the case of who did the signature matching and found and brought forth the lead pointing towards Mr. Aster. Let it be known Hanna Youssef is a Junior detective in the headquarters of the council she is one of the detectives on the case who provided previously hidden records. She will be brought up after this to explain and answer for her part in this. Please note the Volturi has also paid the fines for the violation of the Accords to the council."
"I do not approve of the methods, however Cassandra's testimony is obvious evidence of gathering information. She was doing as her role requests. Procuring information on the magical world even if it is secured information. Do any council members object?"
"Nay," the room echoed.
"Continue with the memories."
Cassandra went through explaining the connections and meeting up with Hanna who confirmed the match of the documents. They put together the case with the detectives and the court to make the case for charges. The next images to come forth was Cassandra walking into the library.
She went searching through the first level scrolls she was flipping through the scrolls scanning for something. She sighed not seeing what she was needing. She got up and turned. Where had she placed it Cassandra wondered while she made her way further into the shelves, the next alcove was opened surely she didn't place it here.
'Cassandra, do you have a moment? I wanted to look into some family stuff.'
She turned there a woman in jean shorts and a tank top. She held two books in hand. 'This is the book right for the Bruin family?'
'That is, for the public records. Why not go down to the archives?'
'Thought I'd start here,'
'Leanne go to the archives, Gran would be the best resource.'
'She doesn't want to tell me about the family. Whole out of wedlock thing, remember?'
'Fourth aisle on the second floor.'
'Thank you,'
She bent back down pushing the scrolls aside. Where was it? Aro seriously would've been better for this she sighed.
'Hey! Move away,'
Cassandra pinched the bridge of her nose turning in the direction of her cousin. She frowned. What is that ticking noise? She didn't remember any clocks. She looked to see two masked forms. She zeroed in. The masks didn't really disguise them. She sent a few stunning spells only for them to be blocked.
'Who are you and what are you doing?'
'You're fucking with stuff you don't know Cassandra,'
'I don't know what you're referring to,'
'Sure you do, the Volturi, you're working for them. Betraying your own blood, for vile creatures like them. They're made by the devil himself, why would you betray your councils and family for them?'
'I'm betraying nobody.'
'Looking into the Aster family and going into archives you have no right to.'
'No information is off limits to scholars.'
'If you want to be the bitch of the Volturi scum, then you'll take a warning for them. Pull out of this before you cause a war, one where no one will live. Not even that mortal slut shacking up with them.'
'Winston.'
Cassandra stiffened. She straightened up, taking a back up. The second figure stood with a little ticking taped pipe bomb. She took a step back. Leanne was too close, she noted another person was turned back towards them. She went wide eyed. Winston with a puff of dark blue tossed the bomb. She watched it coming closer and closer to her.
A puff of blue and they were gone.
She groaned as a body slammed into hers her hands going to her face as she turned away. She slammed into the ground. The ticking got louder.
The explosion shook her view. Heat encompassing and pain spread all throughout.
"Enough Ms. Sinclair, thank you. This statement shows enough tampering from the Aster family. Let the court know that there will be a warrant for Winston Aster. We have scene all we need to see. Defendant and Plaintiff please give all evidence to the Council, we have the statement from Ms. Youssef and Reginald in writing. Please bring up Ms. Youssef first."
Adley blurred through the statements confirming that there had been investigation in the headquarters on previous illegal activity of the Aster family. The department had been paid off and internal investigation had in the last two months since this was brought forward was doing an internal sweep of corruption. She saw the skittish Reginald pour out all his information.
She looked to the other side and defence that they had prepared.
"Your honours, our client is innocent surely he made deals with clients that were not the most stable however. Is it really Mr. Aster's responsibility to vet every client he has, he made the deal of giving the enchanted chain over, and made some previous mistakes. Is he truly to be blamed for the actions of this Victoria? I implore you, if this is the case what is the sense of trading between the worlds? We are trade partners for many things. This was one simple mistake that he had no knowledge of producing."
"The original was procured during an auction to this woman, It is of little proof that it was the Aster family who produced the connections of the original."
"Your Honour, I can say That the original was found and lured by Mr. Aster, He can take the stand tell us his side of it all if he wishes."
"The council will privately scan the accused's mind for the truth." Lady Martinez. "there is enough evidence for the council to take this into their hands. Do any present show doubt?"
No one answered.
"Then we are agreed bring the accused to the centre."
Two large Warlocks dragged Gideon Aster to the centre from there a wall of waves took over the front of the room.
Adley turned to Aro.
"That's it? They seriously just took him to scan him? Why didn't they just do that before to find the truth?"
"This is why I am not a fan of Warlocks and Witches, they say they are for the laws and accords. Then when it suits them they prosecute." Aro frowned pinching the bridge of his nose. "This will be a few hours at most. They will most likely drain the man before anything can be done. He will be stripped of any magic and sent to a cell in the middle of the ocean for a few years."
"They aren't even going to discuss this punishment with us?" Adley questioned. "They got mad at us for being rash. Hypocrites."
"Precisely why I did not want them to know about that incident." Aro sighed. "We should brake for lunch, they will do the work from here."
"We're done here?"
"At this time yes."
"Oh, I thought there would be more back and forth." She commented as Marcus collected the documents.
The Lawyer for the Aster family crossed to their table. He was stiff in his approach. "Lord Aro,"
"What can I do for you?" Aro asked the cold bite in his words.
"I wished to let you know when this is over, the Aster family has come to the decision to fund the rebuilding of the library. He saw the damages to the library. Lord Harold would like to offer to have the resources placed back into the library. He is quite disappointed in his son. He was unaware of this."
Aro raised his brow. Adley looked over to the other side. There a middle aged appearing man stood white hair pulled back in a low ponytail with dark blue ribbon. He had a cane in hand, a woman in matching dark blue with white hair stood to his side. Both looked disgusted with the few men beside and behind them.
"I suggest then to his lord to take a look into his heirs, and not to discourage taking legal matters into hand. Know that this is the only instance the Volturi will humour the Council. We are not as forgiving nor do we give second chances to those who cross us." Aro stated in a smooth bit as he fixed his blazer before he took the hand of the Lawyer.
"Lady Adley, Lord Marcus. I do hope you no ill intents from this, our Lord is serious in paying for the damages."
"I think it is wise you leave the table, wounds are too fresh." Marcus advised.
"Please let us know when would be best to make payment." He nodded backing to the Lord and Lady of the Aster family.
Adley's nose scrunched. "Does he really think replacing the library will smooth this over?"
"They are a wealthy family who throws money to cover things." Aro sighed.
"They don't know about the other one do they?"
"Not a clue."
"What's stopping them from continuing this attack on us?"
"Social standings, this tarnish to the Aster name is already being reported upon in their many papers. They are a well known family. Cassandra did not lie about this."
"We aren't leaving without having them watched are we Aro?" Marcus questioned.
"Not at all brother, now let us reconvene when they call us back in."
Adley sat on the couch of the cabin with Bella curled up beside her as they ate some fruit salad. Alice Cullen was propped behind on the back of the couch braiding Adley's long hair.
"I don't even get what that was this afternoon," She scoffed.
"Oddest legal proceeding I've seen." Bella agreed. "Aro and Marcus really think that this will end because of social graces?"
"I doubt it too, but apparently image is huge amongst them. We're watching them obviously as they are hypocrites… anyways lets change the subject. Wedding Miss Bella. I got the invitation and obviously I accept, the question is how are we holding the bridal shower? We should sneak you into a bar." Adley suggested a smile growing on her face. "Alice you know how to procure one of those fake ID's right?"
Alice's laugh came from behind her. "Obviously, she won't do it though. She's not wanting to drink alone, you're too pregnant to partake."
"Well then, how about an adventure then? I haven't been to Mount Rainier in a few weeks. How about we get some good photos? A photo shoot of you Bella and Edward if you want. We can make bath bombs and some awesome food, have a movie night in?"
"I could be down for that."
"I saw that the theatre is preforming Fiddler on the roof," Alice added.
"I really do enjoy the theatre." Bella smiled agreeing.
"Awesome! Then it is settled Ms. Swan to be Mrs. Cullen, mountain exploring, then picnic, then theatre.I promise you will enjoy the hike nothing difficult, Alice can carry you if it gets bad."
"If I fall it's on you."
"Have some faith in your two left feet, Bella." Adley waved her off.
"Fine, if you tell us what you're doing for a baby shower." Bella tossed back.
Alice finished sliding in between them. "Baby shower? You're having one?"
The small girl's eyes went wide as she began to bounce. Adley nodded. "Yes, it'll be one of the last parties I have here with my family, it's a large event. These are the first grand children after all. Plus if I get it over with soon I can hide the fact they are early in Volterra."
"Babies aren't a common thing in our world." Alice hedged.
Adley pushed at her aura, she wanted to ask something.
"Alice just ask,"
"Would you be offended if Esme came along with me and Bella? She loves Babies."
"I don't see why not, I quite like Esme. I don't get how anyone couldn't like her." Adley affirmed.
Her issues with the Cullens didn't spread to Esme, and it was hard to hold it against the little pixie girl as well. The longer she was around them she really couldn't hate the vampire. Even though she had been one of the reasons Bella went canonic she'd made the effort to rebuild the relationship. Esme though, it was long determined she would hold nothing against the woman. The last time she had seen her during her break down just solidified her opinion.
"Amazing, can we look at baby names?" Alice asked.
Adley chuckled at her excitement. "Of course, the books are in the bedroom—"
Alice disappeared in a flash returning with five large name books, a few she saw were in Korean. "Despite your effort to make us learn something, we actually did. I can read this."
"Good." Adley took one of the English and a Korean naming book.