Author's Note
I do not own Twilight.
That was an option they hadn't considered.
"But we could do that!" Jane said enthusiastically. "We find a couple that wants kids but doesn't have any, turn them, and make our own coven!"
"Sister, think about the practicalities."
"I'm thinking about them! Shit, why did we never think of that before?"
"Daddy says you shouldn't say words like that," said a voice from the doorway.
Jane spun round. A small boy was stood in the door, which was cracked open. He was pale, with a mop of dark hair and large, dark eyes.
Alec waved his hand at him. "We're older than you. We're allowed to say those words. Go the fuck away."
"I'm going to tell Daddy!"
"You do that."
Count came to their loaned room ten minutes later and told them if they were going to live under his roof, they weren't going to swear at his children.
The children, they learned, were Ivanna and Viktor. The girl was the elder and the boy the younger, though the twins were unsure exactly how far apart they were in age. They were quiet children and seemed to live in fear of their father, scurrying about as though trying to avoid making noise.
Jane and Alec, meanwhile, were scouting the nearby towns and villages. There were a few potential couples, but every time they tried to approach one of them, they would run away.
They had no idea why.
They stayed with Count for a month, and were debating between three different couples, a younger couple in their late twenties, a pair in their forties, and an elderly couple in their sixties, when Felix and Santiago arrived.