Eleanor looked over at Allison, muttering "shit," under her breath as she tried to force back any signs of being nervous. She was a vampire for crying out loud! She wasn't supposed to be nervous or afraid of anything, at least that's what she was supposed to think of herself.

Licking her lips, she took a step forward, trying to look as threatening as she possibly could. "Who are you? What do you want?" She shouted, her jaw clenching together. If her heart was able to beat, it would've been beating at a million miles an hour, just out of fear.

For all she knew, it was the police and they wanted to know what happened to Alex and why the building behind them was on fire. But something told her that the cloaked people in front of her weren't police, nor did they have any kind of authority in the human world.

The woman who spoke first took off her hood on her cloak, her red eyes narrowing at the pair. "We're here for Eleanor Weinstein, Allison Callanan, Charlotte Lowe, Rebecca Lowe and their creator Joshua Salvatore."

Eleanor felt a sinking feeling in her stomach once she said those names; she licked her lips and took a step towards her. "I'm Eleanor Weinstein, and this is Allison Callanan."

Jane looked between Eleanor and Allison before turning back to Eleanor, focusing on her. "Where are the others? We were told you were a coven, and that you would be all together."

"Dead. We're all that's left, sorry to have disappointed you." Eleanor's voice cracked, causing Allison to give her friend's hand a reassuring squeeze.

Jane's eyes narrowed, her voice showed no compassion towards the obviously in pain Eleanor, who was on the brink of tears. "Pity."

Allison's eyes narrowed too, taking a step past her friend and towards Jane. "Why are you guys here anyways? You didn't answer that question."

Jane met Allison's eyes, her lips pursing together. "Our master informed us about a group of newborns causing some trouble, so we came to wipe them out."

Allison looked back at the burning house and then back to the four Volturi guards in front of her before sticking a stick of bright red bubblegum into her mouth and started chewing on it, shrugging her shoulders. "Wasn't us."

Jane looked at the house; too, her eyes narrowing as she looked at Allison. "Hmm, but you're both newborns, correct?"

Allison blew a bubble before popping it and allowed the gum back into her mouth. "We are, but we didn't do shit; now why would the dead girl lie? Hey, that sounds like a funny joke; 'Why would the dead girl lie?' 'Because she couldn't stand up!'"

There was an awkward silence.

"Oh come on! That was comedy gold! You people have no sense of humor, do you? God, it's like telling jokes at a funeral."

A wide smile broke out onto Eleanor's face at her best friends failed attempt at comedy, making her tears and sadness disappear almost immediately. "I don't even want to know how you came up with that comparison – but anyway, moving on."

"We don't have time for this," Jane hissed, "Alec, Felix; you know what to do."

Two of the cloaked guards came out from behind Jane, making their way towards Allison and Eleanor, causing the pair to move backwards.

"Any ideas?" Allison asked, keeping her eyes on the guards.

"None, you?" Eleanor replied, doing the same.

"Nothing. Well, this was fun while it lasted, Ellie." Allison joked. Even when she was about to die, Allison always made a joke – even when they were in the most inappropriate times and places.

Alec and Felix removed their hoods and that's when Eleanor stopped moving backwards. The moment Eleanor's eyes connected with Alec's, something happened that made the rest of the world stand still – none of it mattered, all that did matter was them in that moment. She felt like she'd waited her whole life just to meet him, and only one thought came to her; "Mine," she almost hissed. She almost fell to her knees just out of shock – the realization that she would die for him and do anything and everything in her power to make sure he was happy and safe.

She'd never felt like that in her life – not even with Alex. Alex didn't even matter to her anymore – he was just a name of someone from her past life, but Alec was everything. He was her life, just like she was his. She'd heard about vampires finding mates – but she was told it was a rarity, only the lucky few ever found one. And now, Eleanor assumed, she was one of the lucky ones.

"Oh, for fucks sake. Are you shitting me right now, Alec? Of all the people, you pick one of the girls we're supposed to kill. Good luck trying to explain that to Aro." Was all Eleanor heard from she believed was Jane before her world fell into darkness.

Author's Note: Sassy Allison is my favourite kind of Allison. I don't know if I should describe her as sassy or just plain insane – I kind of like the idea of having Allison as bat shit crazy but that's just me. But I will make sure to put Allison using her power in a future chapter, I have it all planned out and it's pretty awesome, if I do say so myself.

I just have this undying urge to write a new Alec/OC fanfic but with the idea of Dracula – someone stop me before I write it. It's not going to end well for anyone. That; or a story where Alec's true love keeps dying and comes back every hundred years or something along those lines – think Clara Oswald from Doctor Who with that idea.

And I'm sorry this is really short and shit, I'm not proud of it but hey, it's an update.

A hint for the next chapter; it involves a private plane and champagne – and the word "chug".

Until next time;

Lorna.