Alec

3. BLUE BURNS ORANGE

When the early mist cleared from the windows of my room I finally pulled my self from my bed. I had barely been able to sleep since I had woken earlier from my nightmare. I had been shot in my dream, a silver bullet no less and it had burned. This was what had kept me up, thinking. A silver bullet was symbolic, originally created to take down a vampire but had somehow transferred over to werewolves. Maybe because humans had found out that it did not work against the marble skin of a vampire. This was the last day I would wake up like this for a long while. I sighed pressing my hand against the glass, looking out at the woods.

"Did you sleep well?"

I jumped about ten feet in the air, and turned around slowly. Alec was sitting on the edge of the windowsill, in my little reading nook, with a book in his hand. He put the book down and stood looking at me. He seemed stiff, poised and reluctant almost scared… of me. I blinked trying to gain my focus back, but it kept eluding me. I was in shock to tell you the truth, because Edward had actually let Alec within ten feet of me, none the less in my room… alone… with me inside it… and blood flowing through my veins. I cleared my throat.

"Does Edward know…?"

"Ah," He let out a small laugh and looked at the ground for a moment then back up and me with a smile. "Yes, I think my thoughts reminded him too much of himself with Isabella. He allowed me to stay with you, after using Alice's gift. I quite like to think that she wanted to lop his head off after the sixth time he had her look."

"Well Edward is very… protective, of his family." I replied.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude, or frighten you." He stepped a little closer, hesitant. "It's just… it's hard."

I reached out, for I was dying to touch him, but stopped. "I'm hurting you."

"It's nothing that I can't handle… for you." He paused, the words were odd to him I guessed.

I decided to play along. "You make it sound like I owe you."

I closed the space between us, looking up at him our lips inches away from each other. Slowly he encircled my small waist in his arms, my hands on his chest, and his right hand trailed up to my neck, his cold marble lips meeting my warm soft ones. I gasped in shock, letting the foreign amount of such pleasure sweep through me. Alec must of felt it too, for he gripped me with a firm hand, pulling me closer.

"Sirène," He murmured my name through his lips sending the sweet smell of peppermint and cinnamon across my face, and suddenly he pulled away, hand over his nose. "I must feed now, before we leave. Felix will get your things to the car."

Then Alec was gone. I stood alone again, staring at the window, and as the seconds passed I began to wonder if his kissing me had actually happened or of it was my imagination. I noticed Felix by the door smirking and with a sigh I pointed to some boxes in the corner which all were gone within seconds. I had less than two hours to get ready and get to airport for my flight. It was a private jet, courtesy of Aro and his brothers. I was a little spastic about that, being alone on a jet that would be flying over ocean from eleven to 12 hours… with two vampires… that were not vegetarians, and me still human.

With another sigh, heavier than the first, I proceeded on to shower, stalling for as long as possible until a heard Emmet pounding on the door, yelling that the sent of my pineapple shampoo and conditioner was killing his sensitive nose, in which of course I yelled back that it made some smart ass comment back. I shut the water off and got dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and a moderately tight dress shirt that swept over my torso and ended mid-thigh in a whirl of dark greens an blues. I quickly blow-dried my hair and put on light make-up.

After I could stall no longer I glided down the stairs, my carry on bag in hand, and told my family goodbye. It was long and extremely tear jerking for the only member of the party who actually could cry properly: me. Carlisle handed me a small bag of medication to help with my flight over seas, Esme gave me a small golden jewelry box and a key to open it, and Rosalie a gold necklace laced with small pearls, that had belonged to her when she was once human all those years ago, to go in it. Alice handed me a pair of car keys with such a grin that I probably didn't want to know how much, or what the car was. Jasper gave me a pocket knife, and Emmet a big stuffed teddy bear. Bella gave me a photo album and Edward a CD of my favorite songs on the piano, all of which he played himself, with the CD player and headphones to go with it. Renesme handed over a sea blue broach in the shape of a feather, and Jacob gave me another set of keys and I nearly passed out. Great. Another car.

After many hugs and mumbled 'Thanks' and 'Good bye's later I left with Felix at my side, carrying my carry on bags, and got into a waiting limousine. Alec was to meet us at the airport and I was a little on edge. He was a part of the Volturi, a Volturi guard no less, and from what I understood it was hard enough for Edward to resist Bella. Could Alec resist me on the plane? If he could I would call him superman. Then again Alec was a lot older than Edward is, much older.

I clung to the teddy bear that Emmet had given me. He was the first Cullen to really accept me into the family, not caring that I was human. 'I shall name you Ebenezer Scrooge.' I thought to myself. The bear looked like a mad crippled old man, like a Scrooge. Probably a pained version of what Emmet wished he could be decrepit reminder of what had just been stolen from me. The limo wound through the long roads to the Seattle airport and I felt as if the tension in the air was too much to bear. I decided to do the uncool thing and break the silence.

"What do you think is going to happen to me Felix?" I asked looking at him through the reflection of the window to see if I could gage his reaction.

"The only reason you're her and alive is because of Alec. We'll see how long that lasts." He picked at his finger nails, a sign that he wanted to avoid the conversation.

"What is Volterra like?"

"Volterra is a beautiful city, full of splendor and life… and lots of tourists." I shivered at this last thought.

Finally we pulled into the parking lot of the air port and the door on my side of the limo was open in an instant to reveal Alec who held out a waiting hand. I took it softly, smiling at the feel of his hand in mine, and he pulled me to him. After the long process of going through security and checks we finally boarded the jet and began our journey to Volterra.