Author's Note: OK, so the reviews are slowing down and it's getting on my nerves. This will be the last chapter until I get at least 7 reviews. Thank you.

She woke up and howlewd bloody murder as I rocked her, but didn't sing anything. She looked up and saw panic in my eyes.

Something bad was happening. Something soon.

As she slowly calmed down, I had to keep myself from dropping Mutt and jumping out the window to get back home so I could check to see if her dream was true.

"Mr. Edward. They're coming," Mutt said as she kept on howling.

"I know. Calm down." I was trying to think of something I could to to calm her fears.

Just then Bella woke up and ran into the room. "What's wrong?" She grabbed Mutt out of my arms and took my place in rocking her. "Are you alright?" Bella really looked like she was going into a panic attack.

"The Volturi are coming."

It took a moment for her to remember what I was talking about, but when she did, she slowly put Mutt back into my arms and fell to the ground in worry. "What did you do." she stated

"Nothing!"

"Then why are they coming?" She sounded reasonable, but I could tell her thoughts were anything but.

"To help fight."

"Fight what?"

I looked down at Mutt because she had started to howl again. "The wolves."

"What wolves? The only wolves we know of are--" He voice broke and she almost passed out. "Oh, God," she moaned.

"Now," I said, trying to be reasonable. "There's nothing we can do tonight, so let's go to bed, ok?"

Bella looked like she was an inch from death. So, I moved Mutt onto my back so that she was positioned like she was going to get a piggyback ride and grabbed Bella and carried her bridal style into her room.

"We're all going to die," Bella wimpered.

"Hush now. There shall be no talk of that," I said as I put them down on the bed. I rearanged it so that Bella was in the middle of the bed and Mutt was on one side and I was on the other.

"You'll stay here, right?"

"As long as you want me."

"Forever is a long time you know. Can you put up with it?"

"I think I can handle that," I said as I pulled her as close as I could without hurting her

I waited in her bed until they were both asleep to leave. When they started to snore I took that as my chance to leave.

I kissed both their head. "I'll be back before you even miss me..."

I ran to the house without enjoying it like I normally would. There was nothing to enjoy at the moment except my fear. And fear kept me at a fast pace.

''Uncle' Embry isn't happy at all...'

'Well, niether am I...'

(Author's Note: Part one. Done. Part two. On it's way. Rosalie POV)

"Well, since Carlisle and Esme are 'distracted', why don't we find something to do?" I asked as I rolled myself out from the bottom of the car. "I'm sure it wouldn't be hard to do..."

As I stood up Emmett wrapped his arms around my waist. "What do you have in mind?" His voice had gotten deep and husky.

I raised an eyebrow.

"Ahhh, well, you won't see me complaining," he said as he started to kiss me.

"I didn't think you wou--" There was a knock at the door and I growled in complaint. "Hang on, would you?"

Emmett's hand turned into a fist in a second. "Hurry up, would you?"

"Fine, whatever."

I started to put more swing into my walk to make Emmett more impasient for being so mean to me. It worked. His growling got more louder.

But when I opened the door, he stopped mid growl. "Rosalie, darling! Where is my dear friend Carlisle?"

There stood Aro clad in that black rope he was so fond of. Behind him were Caius and Markus and they didn't look to happy about it either. Caius rolled his eyes at Aro's over friendly greeting. As usual, Markus didn't do anything. He didn't talk, more, or even look at anything.

When Bella got married to Jacob, Edward tried to kill himself. So, naturally, he went to the Volturi, hoping that they would put him out of his misery.

At first, they were willing to kill him, until they found out who his 'father' is. After Aro saw that, he refused and looked Edward in a room until Carlisle could go over there and talk Edward out of doing anything stupid. We were lucky he was even there.

But every couple of years now, they came to visit, for some strang reason beyond my comprehension. But they weren't expected for at lesat another year and a half. By then we had planned to have Bella changed and everything worked out.

Nothing ever goes the way we plan, does it?

But, anyways, on with the story. I smiled at Aro's friendliness. "Come in. Carlisle is a little...indisposed at the moment. But you can wait with us if you want." I looked at Emmett and he tried mot to growl at our guests because he knew---like I do---that Demetri or whoever were standing outside the door like they always do when they come to visit.

After we were seated on the couch I asked, "So what are you doing he---"

Then the door flew open and there stood Edward. Glower and all.

(Author's Note: Because I won't be able to post for a while, here's part three in the chapter:D Edward POV)

As I walked into the room, I noticed two things. First, Carisle and Esme were nowhere to be seen. Second, my dear, charming, lovely sister was on the couch with one of the main problems in my life. The Volturi.

Noticed when I talked about Rosalie that I was using sarcasm.

Emmett was also on the couch, but he didn't look happy about it at all. I couldn't blame him though. By the way his hair looked, I could take a guess at what they interupted.

'Stop it Carlisle! That tickles!'

Oh God. I think I would puke if I could. Well, I think I found out where Carlisle and Esme are...

But back to more important things. "What are you doing here?"

Aro looked shocked. "Didn't your little one tell you?" Aro raised his eyebrows.

I looked down. "I was hoping it was just a dream..."

Aro spread his arms wide open. "Are we ever a dream, Edward? Are we?" He looked in my eyes and it took everything I had not to look away. "Is anything at all ever a dream? It's been so long since you've had a dream, hasn't it?"

I nodded.

"Well, then you wouldn't remember how dreams usually had something to do with the future if you looked hard enough." He smiled at me like I was a grandchild who didn't fully understand something.

Then Rosalie interupted us. "What in the world is going on?" She would have looked more serious if there wasn't lipstick all over her face.

"The War is coming."

"Which war?" Rosalie looked totally confused.

"'The War'"

"That War?" I loved my sister, but she did catch up on the uptake very well.

I rolled my eyes. "Yes slow one. That War."

"Oh crap." She looked at Aro. "Maybe we should get Carlisle.."

At least this was something I could do right. "Can do. CARLISLE!!!!!!!!"

Just then Carlisle ran down the stairs dressed in an unbottoned shirt, a rinkly part of pants, and his hair was messier than I had ever seen it. "What? Couldn't you hear that I was...'busy'?"

I took a step toward him. "Yes, Carlisle. But this couldn't wait."

"What's wrong?" Carlisle tried to look more presentable when he saw Aro, Caius, and Markus but the only thing that would make him look better would be if he took a shower and changed clothes.

"My dear friend! Don't you know what's coming?" Aro asked as he smiled like a five year old who had got the candy he wanted.

Carlisle looked at him like he was an idiot. "What, pray tell, is coming?" Carlisle sighed.

"Why, 'The War' silly!"

Carlisle then turned around to where we kept the phone. "Excuse me. I've got to make a phone call."

"To whom, dad?" I asked him.

"Tanya."

Author's Note: I am sorry to inform you that I won'tbe able to post until this weekend, if I'm lucky. I'll try to get another chapter up today, but I don't know how it will work out. Well, at least enjoy the chapter! Review please!

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Adrian