A/N: If you read the first chapter, there is a correction I need to make. Harold did not turn Alice first. She was turned sometime around the 20th century (or 1900s) but I haven't specified. Sorry for the huge mistake, I forgot to put that fact in my notes.
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Luna looked at the clouds idly as she sat on the rocking chair in the back porch, humming a quiet tune.
"Hello Luna," Alice said from the door.
"Alice, there you are. I thought you wouldn't make it in time," she smiled. "Please, seat." Luna gestured to the chair that was suddenly beside her. Luna's eyes glazed over, her eyes turning cloudy, as her gaze seemed to look far ahead. Alice looked incredulously at the vampire-wizard.
She's a bloody seer! Thought Alice in surprise, plopping on her chair. Never in her life had she heard of other seers before.
Luna started to blink rapidly as the cloudiness of her eyes began to clear. Her eyebrows creased slightly, an expression that signals her slight distress.
"Well?" Alice urged in curiosity.
"Well what? What I saw?" Luna asked lightly.
"What else do you think I meant?"
"I am sorry, Alice. There are grave consequences when one attempts to tamper with the inevitable future," Luna paused, "The inevitable future that I can See."
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"So, you kids have fun?" Emmett asked from the front seat as Jacob and Edward slid into the back seats.
"Just drive, Emmett. You don't have to be such a nosy bugger." Edward rolled his eyes.
"I swear dad's mannerisms rub off on you sometimes. What's wrong, first date didn't turn out too well?" the driver grinned, looking at the annoyed vampire and shape shifter in the back.
"It wasn't a date, Emmett!" Edward said quickly as Jacob cleared his throat and shifted his gaze at the window, cheeks tinged mildly.
"Jay and I just hung out at the diner. Right Jay?" Edward said once he calmed down, looking at Jacob for support.
"Yeah," Jacob supplied. "Wait, who do you call dad? Harold?" he added. Edward and Emmett shrugged.
"Yeah,"
"He lets you call him dad?" Jacob asked curiously. "Even though you look almost the same age?"
"When we can get away with it," Edward replied. "Which is most of the time." Emmett added.
Whenever Jacob was with Edward, there was just a feeling of closeness he's never had with anyone before. He could ask Edward anything and he wouldn't make Jacob feel like a clueless kid. He felt comfortable asking Edward things. Except when they were around Emmett. There was just something about the burly vampire that made him feel insecure about his friendship with Edward.
"So, Em, can we drop Jacob off at his house?" Edward asked him.
"Yeah, sure. Can I just chuck him out of the truck right now to or do I have to drive him all the way to his place?" Emmett said jokingly.
"Just drive, Emmett." Edward ordered, looking at the man sternly through the rearview mirror.
"I can just run home," Jacob spoke up. "I am a wolf after all."
"Don't be silly. Emmett," Edward said pointedly, "can drive you." Edward said.
"Alright, thanks then." Jacob said, slumping back to his seat.
"You know I can't wait when you can get your own stupid license so I don't have to be your chauffeur." Emmett complained. "I mean, technically, you know how to drive right?"
"You sure are whiny for a vampire," Jacob blurted out before he could stop himself.
Emmett grinned cheekily, looking at Jacob through the windshield. "You better believe it."
The drive to the Quileute land was a quiet one as they sped by the thick forest. When they reached Jacob's neighborhood, Emmett slowed the car speed down considerably. When they arrived at Jacob's house, the door opened to reveal Billy.
"Come on, you can come meet my dad." Jacob said as he opened the door.
"But—" Edward tried to say but the boy was already out the door. "Come on, let's not be disrespectful." Emmett nudged Edward.
"Good evening, fellas." Billy said, wheeling down to the garage to meet his son's friends.
"Hello, sir. I'm Edward Cullen," the copper-haired vampire said nervously, shaking hands with Jacob's father.
Billy's eyes lightened up in recognition with the name. "Oh, so you're Edward. What a nice young man you are," He greeted jovially.
Edward focused in on the man's thoughts. One minute he could hear his thoughts, and then suddenly it became overlapped with a native song. He looked at the old man in surprise.
"Heard many things about you and your coven." Billy winked at Edward. "Edward the mind-reader. Harold has told me all about his lovely coven." He chuckled.
"Big, buff vampire, bright grin. You must be Emmett. The Hercules." Billy laughed, moving to Emmett who was nodding in agreement.
"The one and only, sir. It's nice to meet Jacob's father. Now I know where he got his good looks," Emmett said charmingly, making Billy scoff. "I am an old man, now. There is no need to flatter me. Would you all like to come in? Paul is just finishing up something for me."
"I think we'll be fine, Billy but thank you for your hospitality." Edward said.
"Why didn't you just call me, dad?" Jacob was quick to ask.
"Seth told me that you were going to go with your friends." Billy said dismissively. "I'll let you off the hook this time since it was only with the Cullens." Billy turned back to the vampires. "It was good to meet you both, please visit anytime."
"Hey, Billy what's takin' you so long?" A voice called from the doorway before a man as muscular as Emmett appeared by the doorway. "Figure I'd call you before I eat all your food."
"I was just meeting some of the Cullens. Come over here," he called back. The man pushed off from leaning on the doorframe and approached the group slowly.
"Paul, this is Edward," Billy nodded his head towards the copper-haired vampire. "Edward, good to meet a decent leech for once," Paul greeted, firmly shaking the hand offered to him. Edward smirked.
"Emmett, this is Paul." Billy said, motioning to the other vampire.
"Hey there, Paul," Emmett greeted, offering his hand.
"Back at ya, Emmett…" Paul said, looking at the burly vampire.
When their eyes locked onto each other's, Paul's heart stopped beating as his world tore itself apart. His heart, mind and soul seemed to implode within him and reform so that it exists only for one purpose: Emmett Cullen.
On the other end of the handshake, Emmett's usual grin slid off his face and replaced with awe at seeing the most beautiful face he has ever laid his eyes on. His mind screamed for him to never let the man's hands go.
Holy shit I just found my mate.
"Hey! Are we still eating or what?" Jacob cleared his throat loudly, forcing the two men to jump off and release their handshake. Which neither one wanted to end.
"U-Uh yeah, we should do that...eating. Right." Paul stuttered. "Bye, good to meet you both." He said, running back inside the house, confusion written all over his face.
"Did he just say 'good to meet you both' or am I finally hard of hearing, like you?" Jacob said incredulously to his dad.
"Mind your manners, boy." Billy scolded in a light manner. "Go wash up and eat before Paul and Seth end up eating all the food. Good night, Edward, Emmett." He nodded his head before he started to go back up the house.
"Thanks, Billy." Edward said. "See you at school, Jay." Edward smiled sappily at the werewolf who unknowingly grinned with tinted cheeks.
"See ya, Ed."
"Uh…" was all Emmett could say, still in a dazed state of mind.
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"You know, no one will be back until later," Carlisle said casually as he changed out of his hospital clothes to something more suitable. "Jasper and Rosalie are out shopping. Alice is over at Luna's. Draco and Harold are watching a movie. Emmett is off somewhere. And Edward is out with Jacob."
"And?" Esme asked from the other side of their bedroom. She put down the book she was reading down on the small dresser beside her chair.
"We could, you know, do that thing we haven't done in a long while," Carlisle replied vaguely. In a blur, Esme was in front of him with a teasing look in her eyes.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking then?" she asked, a gleam in her eyes.
A loud whoosh echoed through the kitchen as the two vampires ran to their bedroom.
"We never get the house to ourselves. This is such a good idea," Carlisle breathed in between their kisses.
"Love, you always have good ideas," Esme replied.
Loud knocks from downstairs made them stop cold. "We never get a break do we, Carlisle?" Esme sighed. "Go check it out then," she shooed.
"But we can just ignore them." He started kissing down Esme's neck in an attempt to block out the knocking. "Just go, Carlisle." She urged. The doctor made expletive noises under his breath as he swiftly put on clothes.
"Won't be long, dear." He quickly walked down to the entrance, grumbling at the interruption. He composed himself briefly before he opened the door. Three figures stood at the door, their red eyes standing out from their features.
Carlisle's face turned into a neutral expression and his stance straightened, just as how Draco had taught them when dealing with unknowns.
"May I help you?" he asked with fake pleasantry, something that the three vampires did not notice. "Lost, perhaps?"
The red-haired woman at the front smiled brightly. "Actually, we were looking to see if this is the Cullen coven," she said. "And judging by your golden eyes, I'd say we were in the right place."
"I am James," the gruff looking man with the long blond hair introduced. "This is my mate, Victoria," he motioned to the woman in the middle with the fiery red hair. "And our dear friend, Laurent." The third figure with dark skinned bowed his head slightly. "It is a pleasure to meet you…"
"Carlisle. Carlisle Cullen," Carlisle replied. "What brings you here then?" He asked, keeping his position and his face neutral.
"We were asked to…visit your coven. Think of it as a census, if you will." James explained pleasantly. "We were sent in by the Volturi." He added, stressing his connection with the Volturi.
Carlisle's expression shifted to surprise. "The Volturi? Then we best come in, shouldn't we?" Carlisle said, moving aside to let the guests through.
"The living room is this way," Carlisle pointed out as he led them through the house. "This must certainly be important business if the Volturi makes time to track down our small coven in the middle of this small town." He gestured for the three to sit down on the couch.
"Esme, my love." Carlisle called out. "We have guests."
"I will be right down, dear." Esme replied.
Carlisle smiled tightly at the Volturi guards but said nothing. "So Carlisle, how has your coven been doing? Have there been any additions during the last forty years? Or anyone…gone?" James asked casually. Esme walked in quietly and sat beside her mate.
"Our coven has remained the same as it has been forty years ago. There was seven of us then and seven of us now. I don't quite understand why the Volturi requires this information." Carlisle said.
"We are looking for a particular vampire and that is all that we have been told." Laurent supplied.
"A dangerous vampire, I suppose?" Esme asked.
"Quite. And the Volturi wishes him to be found so we have been looking through all the covens we are aware of." James said. "Thank you for your time and we are sorry to have bothered you at such a late hour then." He apologized. Victoria and Laurent followed his lead and stood up as well.
"It wasn't too much of a bother," Esme said gracefully, standing up. "I hope you have a nice trip back to Volterra." She led them out through the house.
"Have a pleasant evening," she smiled slightly and Carlisle dipped his head. They nodded their heads before the three vanished as a blur towards the forest.
The moment the door closed, both faces dropped to reveal one of confusion and one of worry.
"Well that certainly was interesting." Esme managed to say. "You think we got rid of them?"
"If they're looking for who we think they're looking for, they'll be back." Was all Carlisle could say.
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"I don't think they were telling the truth, James." Victoria said as they ran through the dark forest, avoiding the area that smelled strongly of wet dog. The trio looked in mild disgust at the stench that permeated their noses. "And I don't like it here. I feel like some nasty dog will jump on me."
"You're right, Victoria. Carlisle might say he is the head of the coven but there's just something about them that I can't put my finger on." He contemplated. "We will just have to watch them from a distance."
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Harold's eyes narrowed as he slowed down the car just outside the house. "There is something off here." He mumbled out loud. His eyes scanned the area slowly, looking at everything in his field of vision.
"Harry? What's wrong?" Draco asked when Harry suddenly got quiet. He pulled out a sleek silver pen-like object from his pocket and pointed it at the house. The house's wards pulsed momentarily before Draco's eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"We had guests apparently, Harry." Draco said slowly. "But they left already. Carlisle and Esme are inside." He assured Harry who was cautiously driving into the garage.
"Come on, let's see if they're alright." Draco opened his door and quickly walked to the front door. He unlocked it and saw Esme and Carlisle in a conversation. Both figures turned to them, faces etched with worry.
"Draco, Harry," Carlisle started, "Several Volturi guards came by today."
"I see." Harry said. He sat down on one of the kitchen stools beside Carlisle. Draco leaned against the doorframe and looked at his bonded carefully.
"I think they were looking for you." Carlisle continued.
"They can only try. It'll be hard finding someone that doesn't exist right?" He smiled reassuringly at Carlisle before standing up. "Don't worry Carlisle, we will deal with them should they return."
"Are you certain about this, Harry?"
"I have evaded the Volturi for as long as you've been with me, Carlisle. I doubt that they will pose any real problems this time around." He glanced over to Draco and nodded his head. "But if it will make you feel better."
Draco pulled out the pen-like object and began to quietly murmur. The house began to hum along with his incantations before it lit up briefly, bathing the house with a pale blue light.
"I've raised the strongest wards I can in the house. No one we do not claim as friends or kin will even have a clue that our house is here. Any thoughts about our property will slip from anyone's mind should they try to think about it." Draco smirked. "Old Welsh spell I found in the Malfoy library."
"You never fail to impress me, love." Harry said, smiling.
"I try." The blond smirked.
"Just keep your head on and we can avoid any debacle from happening." Harry turned to his childe. "And not a word of this to the others, got it?"
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"So, Em, we just broke up last night and you got the hots for someone else already?" Edward asked nonchalantly as he watched the trees zoom past them as Emmett drove back home.
"Look who's talking, Mr. Edward Black. May I remind you who broke up with who?" Emmett retorted.
Edward put his hands up in mock surrender. "I get it, I get it!" He laughed. "But seriously, you got the hots for that Paul guy?"
"What can I say? It was like love at first sight." Emmett replied, a goofy smile on his face. "You think he's interested?"
"Interested?" Edward snorted. "Em, he was ready to pounce you had Jacob not said anything."
"Ew, you just snorted. Jacob's rubbing off on you already and you haven't even bumped uglies yet."
A half-naked Paul flashed in his thoughts, causing Emmett to slam on the brakes accidentally. "You are such a dick, Edward!"
"What? I didn't do anything." Edward smirked, tapping his finger against the armrest.
"You are such a daddy's boy."
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