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Tessa stormed into the Cullen household cursing Vincent Griffith and his entire bloodline. How dare that child lecture her on the balance of nature and how the collapse of the Other Side—the very realm that she created—would mean unrest for many supernatural souls. She could care less about them. She wanted only three things, her bloodline to thrive, that the souls of her descendants find peace in the afterlife and that Silas rot for all of his. If the Travellers got to the Other Side before she did (which was unlikely but she wasn't going to put it past them), she would make every one of them pay.

Carlisle was the first to notice her, but said nothing when he saw the look on her face. He was a smart man. Elijah was not. The idiot made the mistake of asking her just where her ward and Carlisle's son was. She replied with snapping his neck.

His wouldn't be the first. A chant left her tongue as she bounded her way up the stairs, rounding left and heading into Bonnie's room. Matt jumped up from his seat by her bed—the ever faithful watchdog. The room was thick with magic, and she could see him choke on it. Beside him, Bonnie's body laid perfectly preserved from the day she found it in the boiler room.

Soon, she'd open up her eyes and breathe new life.

Tessa reached out with her hands as her magic wrapped around Matt the same time her palms cradled his face. His eyes—so deep and blue, held an understanding. It would hurt but he was doing this for Bonnie.

"Such a brave boy," she spoke, her words soft, like a mother proud of her child. It made snapping his neck almost unbearable. He slumped to the floor, dead to the world. She stepped over him and grasped Bonnie's hand. Magic cut her palms, and she began her work.

:::

Edward watched the soft rise and fall of Mike's chest. The smell of sex was heavy in the room and the door had been despelled just as Edward had come down from his orgasm. By then, Mike had cuddled into his chest and fallen asleep. It had been a good fifteen minutes since that happened.

The one who trapped them, Vincent, had informed him telepathically that he was heading home. The house was not his but it was abandoned and fully stocked. He had sent Tessa back to Forks and the two vampires who has been with Vincent had left a long time ago. It was just Mike and Edward left alone and the vampire had plans to continue what they had started.

His fingers grazed over the bite mark on Mike's hip. His instincts had told him to make a move, and the thought of Mike having a mark only he could see make him purr. His scent had already started to have an afterscent of Edward.

He had never felt this happy before. Bella hadn't even been able to make him smile like he was now. Watching his new lover sleep was oddly therapeutic. The soft thumps of his heartbeat, the way his blood flowed through his veins. His eyes flickered to the locks of blonde hair that stuck to his forehead.

An absolutely angel.

Edward leaned over, and pressed a kiss to the crown of Mike's head. The soft burn of his throat told him he had to feed soon, but he wanted to wait til Mike was awake. The idea of leaving him alone, it didn't sit well with him.

"Edward."

He looked up just in time to see Jasper standing in the doorway of the bedroom. He hadn't heard the door open, he hadn't even smelt his brother. Jasper looked strained, the emotions he felt were amplified and Edward could hear the thoughts he had. Thoughts of wanting to be able to do what Edward was doing, but with Bonnie. Edward could honestly say he felt sorry for him.

To find his mate only to learn that she was dead. If it wasn't for Tessa, he was sure he'd spend his years mourning her. And he also had to give it to Alice for being so accepting.

His sister seemed to materialize after that, coming in for the room while Jasper stayed back. Her gold eyes were far off, but he could see the visions dancing in her head.

Bella finding out and not taking it well. She'd accept Aro's invitation to join the guard but not before she told him of Mike's immortality. Either Edward would join the guard so Mike could be spared or he'd be tortured.

That was just one of the bad.

There were good outcomes as well. Bella would be hurt but she'd accept it. Alice saw a few futures were she stays human and enters a relationship with a boy named Matt.

But one kept coming back. One that made Edward's skin crawl.

"Edward," Alice said, and met his eyes. "If you don't let it happen, we could all suffer."

He honestly didn't want that.

Mike shifted, muttering something about bluebells as he cuddled closer to Edward. The cold should have made him shiver but the young immortal just hummed in content. That act brought a soft smile to his face and Edward couldn't possibly go through with what Alice was suggesting.

"I can't."

Alice sighed. "I know you can't. But it isn't our choice."

Edward nodded and placed another kiss to Mike's hair before he moved away. The warm afterglow of their post coitus dimmed and he was painfully reminded of the young girl waiting for him back home. Jasper suggested that he take a small trip and feed, him and Emmett would join him. Alice, vocally rather than telepathically, told her brother she would watch his mate.

Once they were gone, Alice went to work. She set out the clothes she had stuffed inside a duffle bag for Mike to use. There was also toiletries for him, and a body wash she was sure he'd like. Her golden eyes turned to the boy who, one day, would be her brother.

He looked so blissful. At peace and happy compared to the constant state of tired, lackluster and confused. She knew he loved Edward. She had seen their futures a long time ago. She hadn't thought it would be so painful.

Edward was going to marry Bella, that was never going to go away. He could marry her while she was human and after Victoria's defeat or the Volturi would force it and Mike would be, for lack of a better word, cucked. While Marcus and even Caius had no ill will towards same sex mating pairs, Aro was more conversative. No immortal children could ever come about it and turning children was a death sentence. But Aro, she wasn't sure why he was so against couples of the same sex. Hell, he'd probably allow Edward and Mike to be together scarely unless Edward took Bella to bed with him.

"I'll make you some food, and then you and I are going to have a talk, Mika." Alice said.

:::

Bonnie watched as Jeremy struggled to say the words. Or maybe she was watching as he tried to come to grips with the fact that after almost a month, yes she was dead. Damon had noticed that she had been gone—no scratch that—Caroline had noticed that she hadn't gotten a single text or call from Bonnie in almost three weeks. For Caroline, that was like three years.

Now that Tyler was back, and after a day or two of much needed make up sex, Caroline had felt it strange Bonnie hadn't called to congratulate her. Hell when Matt took off with Rebekah Mikaelson of all people, she had found that even stranger.

So when she barged into Jeremy's room at the Lockwood manor with an irritated Damon and confused Elena in tow, she had demanded to know where her best friend was.

Jeremy had finally gotten the words, "She's gone," out of his mouth before Damon pieced it together.

"The veil."

Elena started crying on cue, her doe eyes wet with tears as she hiccuped. Bonnie felt like she was looking at Bella, which was strange.

Maybe they were more alike than Bonnie realized. Caroline looked ready to murder the younger Gilbert and Bonnie reached out to stop her before two hands grabbed her.

"Hold on, blue bell."

"Cool it Bon,"

She turned and found both Mike and Matt staring at her. Matt held up his hand, gesturing to the Gilbert ring. "Qetisiyah said it's time."

Time?

Mike read her expression and rolled his eyes. "Bennett, you do know we've been trying to get you back from the dead, right?"

"I figured," Bonnie retorted. She turned her eyes back to her group of friend and felt Matt slip his hand over hers. Their fingers locked together as they watched Caroline start barking orders to get her back.

"Can he see us?" Matt asked, gesturing to Jeremy. Bonnie shook her head no. Caroline had been the one thinking about her, so she had been a bit confused when she found herself in the Lockwood guest room. Now it all made sense.

"They almost care," Bonnie snorted.

"You know Caroline does," Matt assured. "And so does Stefan."

"He's the first person I'm going to see when we get back to Mystic Falls." Bonnie vowed. "I have to get him out of that safe."

"Safe? Bon, he's been walking around town." Matt said, suddenly confused.

"No he hasn't," Bonnie said and turned her eyes on her friend. "He's been in a safe. The one walking around town, Matt that's Silas."

"He took Stefan's form?"

"No, he might be his true form." Bonnie said.

Matt groaned. He hoped it wasn't another doppelgänger situation.

Mike's fingers dig into Bonnie's skin and she yelped as his eyes suddenly turned black and the familiar veins of expression began to spread. "Time to go, little blue bell."

Bonnie blinked—that nickname. "Grams?"

Mike only gave her a smile before she found herself falling, with only Matt's hand to hold onto.

:::

Esme hummed to herself as she made lunch. Bella was heading up to see if Edward had come home while she was at home. Mike's parents believed he was over at their house, getting to actually know her boys.

Alice had called an hour ago, informing them that they would be home before nightfall. She made specific instructions that Bella not be present until after they had shown up. So Esme had gotten Rosalie to handle the situation. She listened as her daughter walked into the living room, whistling.

"You did it?"

"Yup," Rosalie said, popping the p. "Bella's car has a flat and her engine isn't running. Jacob will handle the rest. Not surprised he jumped at the chance to play the knight in shining armor."

Esme placed the diced onions in the pan, letting them cook off. "How long?"

"I told him to make it last. And considering that Bella can get wrapped up in herself really easily, we have time."

Esme didn't correct her. Bella did have a habit of being self centered.

"How long has she been up there, anyway?" Rosalie asked. "That spell must be exhausting her."

"Tessa has been there for a few hours. I'm greatful to her for sealing the room. The blood would be a bit too tempting."

Rose nodded and reached for a magazine. It would be a while before they heard anything from anyone.

:::

Mike's eyes fluttered as he roused from his sleep. He had this iffy feeling. Between the cotton taste in his mouth and odd sense of euphoria, he wasn't sure if he had been blissfully fucked or was suffering from a weird hangover. Maybe it was both.

Could you have a blissful hangover? He'd have to get drunk in order to do that.

He set up and stretched, before a pain shot through him. Right, he lost his virginity.

His blue eyes snapped open and he sat up, ignoring the pain. It sank in as the the words went on and on. He lost his virginity to Edward Cullen.

Well shit he really wasn't a virgin anymore.

His cheeks began to flush as he remembered every little detail, and he was pretty damn sure there were going to be things he wished he could take back. Well not all of it, but he was pretty damn sure he wanted to take back the fact it was forced on both of them.

He could barely recall the sickenly sweet scent. Edward smelt sweet, but it was like caramel. Each of the Cullens had a sweetness to their scent, but never to the point it made his stomach churn.

Someone had cast a lust spell.

"Damn it," he cursed.

"You don't look so happy to be newly mated."

Alice. Of course she'd be here. He knew Edward was gone th moment he felt the cold emptiness on the left side of the bed. He had gone to sleep on his chest, as cliched as it was.

Mike turned his eyes on the psychic. She was sitting in a chair, her eyes slowly bleeding from gold to blood orange. She hadn't fed yet.

"Edward went to feed," she answered his question before he could answer. "And you and I are going to talk about the future."