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Hayley POV

The date was fantastic. We went to watch some chick flick about a vampire who falls for a human, his name was Edwin or Eduardo or something. If it was good or bad, I honestly don't know. Jesse and I were too busy making out at the back of the movie theatre for me to pay too much attention. Then we went to this little italian resturant where I ate pasta and he fed me an ice-cream. I know I don't sound like the romantic type, but Jesse brought out a whole new side of me, and that was partly why I loved him. He took me home and I took him into the den through the back entrance and I told him to wait for me there while I went to see my sisters. The sight that met me at the top of the stairs wasn't a pleasent one.

Caitlin and Chloe were sitting on the bed, two stuffed duffel bags and other luggage lay scattered about them. In Chloe's hand she clutched plane tickets, and she had tears in her eyes. Chloe nearly never cried.

"Hey you two, what's wrong?" I asked.

"I'm, well, we're leaving. I need to tell you both something, something that I have only recently found out, it's about my ... my mother," Chloe replied in a shaky voice.

"What is it?" I asked, looking her straight in the eye, her eyes were grey and dull with overwhelming sadness.

"Well you know how we always assumed she was human, like Caitlin's mom?" We both nodded, " She wasn't, she was a werewolf." We both gasped, sharp intakes of breath that felt like they would shred us all the way down. "Not the moon, silver bullets, Van Helsing werewolves. Like a pack, I suppose, of people that can transform, they call it 'phase' into large wolves," her voice was disconnected, mechanical almost, I couldn't decide wether that was good or bad.

"And you're going there?" I asked in disbelief.

" I have to know her, know about my past. Caitlin refused to let me face this alone, so, yes, in short we're going there. That is, of course, if Caitlin still wants to come, now that she knows the truth about me," Chloe replied, a hint of emotion in her voice this time.

"Of course, I'm coming," Said Caitlin, hugging Chloe around the middle and squeezing her tight before releasing her.

" Me too," I said quietly, Chloe's head snapped up.

"No way, I will not let you give up your life for me, you have Jesse." She told me.

"I will come, Jesse will understand."

"He can't know, at least not yet,"

"He'll still understand, I'm coming with you,"

"Thank you, sister," She said softly, standing and holding out her arms. I gladly, if slightly awkwardly, returned her embrace. Caitlin went to book me a ticket while Chloe came to help explain to Jesse. This ought to be fun.

He was sitting in one of the burgandy arm chairs in the drawing room, flicking absently through a book I'd left on the lamp table beside it. We entered silently, and despite the assurences I'd given Chloe, I felt the muscles clentch in the pit of my stomach when faced with the prospect of telling him I was leaving, without explanation. As if guessing my thoughts, Chloe took my hand and squeezed it reassuringly. I noticed her eyes had gone from a dark, depressed grey to a lighter blue-ish grey colour. I cleared my throat in a bout of renewed confidence. Jessie's head snapped up and his mouth twisted into a huge grin.

"Hello, Chloe." he said, embracing her gently, "I was hoping to have a word with Hayley, privately," god, how was I going to do this. Even when he was trying to get rid of someone he was still so tactful, considerate, gentlemanly and charming.

"Jess, I'm sorry. We don't have time, we're leaving soon and there's still stu-" I started, the grin turned off immediately.

"Wait, what do you mean 'leaving'?" he demanded

"Chloe, Caitlin and I have to leave, and soon. I'm sorry, I can't tell you why, I wish I could but I... I just can't," I finished lamely, ducking my head slightly. He walked over to the blazing fire and rested his arm on the mantel. It was perhaps the most shocking sight of the evening.

In the darkness of the room, the glow of the fire illuminated his most prominent features, casting the rest in shadow. His golden hair seemed like a flame in itself and his amber eyes glinted, highlighting the flecks of gold and burgandy. He was a sight to behold, beautiful and perfect, but almost frightening. He really and truly looked like a vampire, a newborn, smothered in rage and bloodlust.

He took a few long strides forward, so he was right in front of me, centimetres seperated our bodies. Chloe tensed, letting him come near, but preparing to fight if he harmed me. He placed his hand on my cheek, sliding his fingers beneath my hair and shaping his hand to my face. I closed my eyes and leaned into his touch, and when I opened them I saw a softened expression. Still stony, full of rage and insanely beautiful, just softer. Particularly in the eyes.

"Why? Just tell me why you have to leave, please," he said, staring me straight in the eye. I almost told him, almost. But then I remembered the defeated look in Chloe's eyes when she told us, the fear of rejection, the general brokeness of her appearence. I shook my head, never breaking his gaze. "What? you don't trust me do you?"

"Of course I trust you, baby, but this isn't my secret to tell," I insisted, covering his had on my cheek with my own.

"Or... yes, that's it! there's someone else, isn't there?" he cried, pain twisting in his features.

"No, never, Jessie, please! Just listen to me, just please lis-" He crushed his lips to mine urgently, threading the fingers of one hand into my hair and the other arm wrapped around my waist. I twist my own fingers into his hair, kissing him back with everything I had, trying to show him, with the kiss, that he was the only man I could ever love. I open my eyes to see his staring back at me, studying my face like a code that has to be broken. He was still seething with anger, and when he broke the kiss, he pulled me roughly against his jacket, and I nuzzled his neck, memorizing his scent. He stroked my hair a couple of times, then released me.

"Have fun, send your boyfriend my regards, and remember, you where mine once," He said in a voice as cold as frozen steel. With that he took his car keys and stormed out of the room. We heard his car being unlocked and the roar of the engine, the squeal of tires and then he was gone.

Chloe had tears in her eyes too, and pulled me into her arms, letting me cry into her shoulder. "I am so sorry, this is all my fault," she murmered against my hair.

"it wasn't, please sister, it wasn't your fault at all," I muttered miserably. She just held me tightly and swayed us back and forth a few times, then let me go, wiped the stray mascara from my face and gave a watery half smile, then took my hand and led me back upstairs. I was passive, I let her lead. I was so close to comatose it wasn't even funny, and I really didn't give a flying monkey's. My Jessie was gone, I was alone. Slowly collapsing like a house of cards. I was being bundled into the back of a car, and there, on the back seat, I curled up like a child and cried myself to sleep. I heard voices, but none of them were the voice I wanted to hear, so they remained in the shadowy edges of my conciousness. After a while, I felt the car jolt to a stop, and I was awoken from a shallow and troubled sleep by Caitlin, who helped me up and put her arm aorund my waist to keep me upright. Chloe feigned diffuculty with the bags until a young man came and helped her load them up onto a trolly. He introduced himself as Mark, Mark Elliott. He was kind of bland. An accountant who lived in a condo with his dog, lulu. No wonder she gave him a fake number.

Caitlin was impressed at how Chloe had got mr. Bland to help her out, but she just shrugged and said she learnt from the best. Even I had to crack a smile at that, even if it was a tiny one, it was a smile.

He helped us with our bags until we boarded. As I sat in my seat I knew I would be leaving a lot behind friends, family, Jesse. It hurt to even think about him, my Jesse. Not only am I leaving him but I'm leaving him thinking I cheated on him and he hates me for it. I was so upset. How could he even think there was another ? He was my Jesse and that was all there was to know.

Caitlin's POV

Hayley curled up in the back and was asleep in moments, and while she rested, I found out what had exactly happened from chloe. My heart broke for her and it's still broken as I took my seat on the plane, just watching her makes me want to cry but I held back the tears to stay strong for her. It was truly a Romeo and Juliet story. Sometimes I wish I had a sliver of what she had in romance. I mean i was asked out before alot. But I stopped it after a really horrible date...

His name was Zach, he had black short hair and blood red eyes. His features rugged but soft. He dressed smart which impressed me most other than his looks. His personality on the other hand wasn't to be ignored. He was nice to my father and me at first, my sisters didn't like him, though, they put up with him for my sake, but only after did I realise how right they were.I thought I loved him, I did love him, but he was really part of a diffrent coven trying to take over from my father and uncles. I remember it like it was yesterday...

I waited on the stone steps outside in my short burgandy dress which had straps with a single rose on one. Just waiting to hear the rev of my Zachs car so he'd pick me up. He was 20 minutes late, this wasn't like him. And then he turns up opening the door for me, so I climbed in asking him what took so long. "buisness" he replied, i sighed as we drove off. The drive was mostly silent as i soon realized we were not going to the restrant as we planned at all.

"where are we going Zach?" I questioned him as the car screeched to a stop.

"We're going on a train" he smiled.

"Where and why?" i demanded

" To my coven, they'd just love to meet you" with a smirk.

"But i thought you said we'd be going to a resturant and if we're not going there Zach I'd like to go home" he was scaring me now.

"LOOK! You silly little girl. I've been nice to you and your pathetic family so enough is enough. I'm just supprised you haven't even figured it out yet"

I sat in silence then he continued "I've been trying to take over the throne ever since I started to go out with you. Me and my coven are going to hold you captive until your dad gives us the throne"

"HE WON'T DO IT!" i yelled "never he won't, never"

"Oh i think he will you're his daughter"

"He can have other children, I'm telling you you're wasting your time"

"Well, maybe, but I know he must love you enough to at least try and save you." I decided to stay quiet, he grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the car and dragged me inside. As it turned out, he'd planed everything he had the tickets ready for when we turned up at the train station. I reluctantly steped foward on the train and sat in the carraige with the man I once loved.

I looked out apon the night rainy sky through the fogged up window. I diverted my attention to Zach, he had lit a cigarette filling the carrige with smoke. I hated cigarettes it was a disgusting, dirty habit i dispised. I looked back out the window as it was the scenery i prefered. It seemed like we'd been on the train ages but in fact we'd only been on it 20 minutes so i decided to end it. I stood up shuffling towards the little door,

"And where are you going exactly?" he spoke gently but firm

"Ok so i can't even go to the toilet now" i smirked

"Don't get cocky and yes you can go but if you're longer than 5 minuets i'm coming to find you if you're ready or not" he smiled. I walked to where the carriges where split and i jumped... I made it up on a hill but at the cost of one of my straps and one of my heels broke so i was bear foot in the mud and rain. Worst date ever hey! I got home 12:05 am to be found on the steps at home by hayley. I told dad exactly what happened and he had Zach and his coven killed. Chloe held me back when I lunged for Zach, he had to die, to suffer and burn with the rest of his coven. She handed me over to my father, whispering into his ear as she passed. He nodded and held me in his arms as my sisters took on the scum that I had once loved.

Chloe pinned him down, then rose. They circled him like birds of prey,

"What should we do with him?" Asked Chloe.

"I'm thinking..." replied hayley, then she stamped her heel on his hand, shattering it. He screamed in pain. He looked pleadingly at me.

"Please i didn't mean a thing i did love you it was just my coven. If you let me live we could run away together"

"Don't talk to her, I mean it," Chloe told him, a glint to her ice blue eyes that I had never seen before.

"please!" he pleaded

"hayley, is it just me, or do you recall me telling this scum not to talk to her?" Asked Chloe,

"I believe you did," Hayley replied, crushing his other hand, "shall we put him out of his misery?" Chloe nodded and dad turned me away, but I still heard his cries of pain.

I turned when the screaming stopped and held out my hand. Chloe gave me the matches. I struck it against the side of the box and dropped it on his pile of remains. I pulled up the hood of my cloak and walked away, never sparing him a backward glance.

I sat in my plane seat dwelling on the past and what stupid mistakes I made. I then decided to take out my scetch pad and pencils, first I drew Chloe then Hayley. Chloe said that my drawing skills were impossble and i should hang my paintings in a gallery. But i just laughed at her then told her just drawing for fun is good enough for me.

The plane ride was quiet, Hayley fell asleep again and Chloe was watching the in flight movie with headphones, trying to tune out the snoring guy next to her.I felt so sorry for Hayley she practicly gave up the life she knew to stick with us and I loved her for doingthat. I noticed she had her headphones in, she was listening to Love Story by Taylor Swift. And I felt even more bad for her. I did thesame as Hayley and slept my troubles then one of my powers kicked in. When I go to sleep there's a posibilty that I will have a certain dream, something important tome or my family that will happen at some point in the near future. It feels like de ja vu when it actually happens.

I saw a man, a vampire I concluded from his inhuman beauty and pale skin, standing in the shadows wearing a light blue shirt, blackslacks and a pair of Armani sunglasses. His hair was gold-white and perfectly coifed. A rich vampire, I guessed. I drew closer to him,someone held out a hand to him, the same shade of snowy white as his. He took the proffered hand and shook it gently."Hello, Carslile Cullen," said a voice and he smiled.

Then someone shook me. I opened sleepy eyes and saw Chloe standing over me. The plane wasn't moving, I must have slept longer than I thought. I stood and pulled my suitcase from the overhead compartment and followed them off the plane. We dragged ourbags down the steep set of stairs leading off the plane and followed the other passangers, we were a drab, grey party amongst thebright colours of laughing holiday makers.

I picked up my pink duffel and back suitcase off the luggage carousel and loaded it on to the cart. Chloe pushed it down thewalkway, through the throngs of people waiting for family members, friends ect. No-one was waiting for I saw him, the man from my dream, just as he was meant to be. Standing in the shadows, sunglasses, blue shirt, golden hair. Iapproached him and my sisters followed without comment, Hayley still indifferent to everything, Chloe curious to find out why.

He pushed off the wall he was leaning on and walked towards us. Both groups stopped about a foot from eachother. Chloe held ouher hand and he shook it gently. She closed her eyes, like my dad did when he was reading a really complex mind, then opened themand smiled.

"Hello, Carslile Cullen," She said, "it is a pleasure to meet you at last," he smiled too.

"Likewise, miss Volturi," He replied, she looked confused for a moment until he reached out and touched her ornate V pendant that we all wore.

"Very good, but can you guess my first name?" she asked challengingly.

"Well, you are the very picture of your father, so I'm guessing you're... Chloe?" he replied,

"Excellent, Mr. Cullen, or do you prefer Carslile?" She asked.

"Carslile will be perfect, Miss Volturi,"

"Chloe, please Carslile,"

"Well, it would be a pleasure to introduce you to my wife Esme and the rest of my family,"

"We would be delighted to meet them," I said quietly,

"And you must be... Caitlin, right?" He asked, I nodded. "I have a feeling you and my daughter, Alice, will be good friends, I'll tell her to come by and visit when you have your house sorted out,"

"That will be excellent," I replied, truly delighted.

" Well, can I give you a ride back to forks, it's the least I can do?"

"Thank you very much," Said Chloe, he led us to his car, a black Mercedes, and Chloe and him started chatting animatedly aboutcars. Carslile seemed really nice, I was sure I'd enjoy my time in Forks despite the reasons we came for. We reached the estate agents and Carslile got out then opened our door for us.

"Thank you Carslile, I'll be sure to stop by your house some time" I said as I stepped out the car then kissed him on the cheek, I swear if vampires could blush, he'd be beet red by now.

"Yes Carslile, thank you, I hope to see you again soon," Said Hayley in a disconnected voice, but at least she was talking. She reached up and kissed his cheek, too.

" Thank you for the ride, I can't wait to see you and your family," Said Chloe, kissing him on the cheek as well. He looked slightly flustered.

"It has been a pleasure," He said courteously and with a wave of his hand he got back into his car and sped off. We walked into the estate agents, the bell above the door making a light tinkling noise.

"Hello, my sisters and I were hoping to purchase a home in the neighbourhood, and we were told you were the best to come to,"

"Yes, yes I'll be with you in a second!" he then looked up from his papers to see me and my sisters. "Oh wait i mean of course ladies, right this way"

He showed us loads of homes that were nothing compared to the last one we came to see. It was a beautiful cream and wooden house we knew it was the best one, even without Chloe's ability to read what was on the forefront of his mind.

"We'll take it,"

"Oh excelent so just sign here" I was about to, but Chloe took it from me shaking her head and started to read it " and you can move in in three months time"

"What?" i shouted " We need to move in now"

"I'm sorry ma'am"

"Oh please" I stared straight into his eyes "can't you just bend the rules a little, for me" By this time my eyes were a strange green, adarker shade of green spiraling into a lighter shade till it reached my pupil. It was another of my powers persuasion i could get anyone to do anything i wanted, to an extent. it is kind of like hypnotisum and my eyes changing green was a side affect.

"oh, sure you can move in right away," he stammered, producing the keys. We handed over the contract so that he could sort out the details, thanked him and set off, running in the forest to remain inconspicuous.

When we arrived at our new home, I unlocked the door and we took our bags inside. It was very spacious, about the size of the den at the castle. It was fully furnished and had five rooms, all with en-suite bathrooms, a cloakroom, a kitchen, three studies, a dining room, a living room, a conservetory and a massive garden. It was perfect, and we set about unpacking and delegating rooms.

I got the room with a large double bed, a computer desk and a large wardrobe. It had lilac paint on the walls with a strip of dark purple, leaf patterned wallpaper around the middle. It was beautiful, Except...ARGH!

Chloe POV

I was unpacking my books into the set of shelves on the wall when I heard a scream. I darted into Caitlin's room and saw her gaping at the television. It was tiny and clunky and horrible, I could see why she screamed. She picked it up, ready to throw it out the window.

"Caitlin, could you please open the window first, I so do not want to have to get the glass replaced," I said, lazily leaning against the door frame.

"fine," She sighed, opening the window and tossing the offending TV out of the window. I heard a crash and a scrape of metal then a car alarm. Caitlin turned around slowly, " Oops." she said, covering her mouth with her hand.

"Close the window and try not to break any more cars," I said, fighting a grin, "And please remember we have a police cheif living next door, ok?" she nodded and I returned to my room to finish unpacking.

I finished putting my books on the shelf, then put my photos on my bedside table. The first was of me, Caitlin and Hayley, heads close together. Big grins on our faces. The next was of us, my father and my uncles, our arms around eachother's waists', their arms' around eachother's shoulders'. The next was one of me and my dad, had his arm around my waist, mine was around his. The next was Caitlin, Hayley and I with Jessie, I put this one in my bottom drawer because I knew it would hurt Hayley. The last was a picture of us with a few members of the guard we liked. People had come and gone from my collection of pictures. There used to be Zach (ICK! it was just to please caitlin, we burned it after we burned him) Hayley's ex, Neil, a boring old nerd she went out with for a few months, Us with the wives, until my father's wife died, it made him depressed to look at it so I kept it in my bottom drawer. You know you were close to me if you were put on my bedside cabinet.

I unpacked my clothes and shoes, my laptop, my camera and so on, until all my bags were empty. We then went out to the department store to buy some essentials (ie. some new flatscreen TVs) and returned home. Hayley went upstairs and crashed on her bed, while Caitlin and I decided to make cheif swan something. We ended up making a lasange and an apple pie, covering them up in cling film then walking around to his front door. Caitlin knocked.

"Hello?" Said Cheif Swan's gruff voice as he opened the door.

"Hello, Cheif Swan, we're your new neighbours, just moved into the house next door, and we made you some lasange and apple pie, if you'd like it?" Said Caitlin, her puppy dog eyes on full blast, as well as her dimpled smile.

"Well, now, isn't that sweet. Why don't Y'all come on in? and call me Charlie " He said, opening the door wider for us. We stepped into the warmth gladly.

"Hey, who's at the door Charlie?" called another gruff voice from down the hall.

"And what's that smell? smells like home cooking and you sure as hell don't find that in your house, do ya charlie?" Said another voice.

"Shut yer trap, Sam Uley." Laughed Charlie, "It's the new neighbours, being, you know, neighbourly," replied Charlie, leading us down the hall into his spacious living room.

There was an old man sitting in a wheelchair in the corner and another man, with short, cropped black hair and russet skin, he had his back to us. The old man looked startled at the sight of us, narrowing his eyes. He knew. The words popped out in a language I had never used before, but I could understand every word that crossed my lips.

"Not everything is as it seems, wise one" I said, in the strange language. He looked even more startled, but responded in the same alien tongue as me.

"But you are one of them, you have their skin, yet not their eyes, why, little one?" Charlie was now looking between us, bemused. The other man was listening intently, but his back was still turned.

"It is in my blood, but so are your people. I am a wolf child and a cold child, I mean no harm. feel," I told him and walked over to him, placing his hand over my beating heart. He looked astounded.

"We will talk later, child, the Chief should not be left out in his own home," He said, I nodded and helped Caitlin set the dishes on the table.

"My mother was Quileute, but my father is italian, I have been living in italy with him til now, so I have never met her." I explained to Charlie, he smiled and nodded.

"Well, this is Billy Black," Charlie indicated to the old man, "And this is Sam Uley, they're from down on the rez, in La Push,"

"Pleasure to meet you," We said in unison, then laughed, this was happening a lot lately.

At this moment Sam turned to face us, and we both got the fright of our lives. Aside from the difference in skin colour and the length of our hair, we were almost identical.

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