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Chapter Three: Return to Feeling

I just stood where I was, waiting for what felt like an eternity, until the members of the Volturi and the Cullen family all came into view. The minute Demetri caught sight of me he growled. I had caused him much frustration in his efforts to track me. Unless you followed my scent, which was diminished greatly by my protective barrier, you couldn't track me, nothing else worked; handy for me, ripping-out-your-own-hair-in-frustration for them. I smiled at him, actually no, I positively beamed.

"Hello Demetri."

My only true entertainment for the past twenty or so years was my "near escapes" from those tracking me and the battles that came from said encounters. I, of course, pissed the whole lot of them off through teasing and tormenting. What can I say, I was bored. When you're spending eternity by yourself you have to find your kicks somewhere. I found them in the more dangerous aspects of my life.

The next to growl was Felix and Jane. I wasn't sure about Felix, but I knew Jane absolutely loathed me. All of the members of the guard thought me too small a problem for them to deal with…at first. After fives years of being no closer to catching me than when they were sitting on their butts in Italy, I think I registered on a new level of being despised. They, I think, finally recognized me as someone of possible value, but that didn't mean they wanted me joining the guard.

I felt the same way about them, but lack of manners was rude. I settled to smile in their direction as well, which, of course, only caused more growls.

If I hadn't had my own vision warning me ahead of time, I would have been…touched and awed that Aro had actually come along as well. I didn't know whether he had been planning a trip here and it just happened to coincide with this visit, he was getting impatient with their lack of progress, or they called him thinking they were actually close to finding me. I assumed it was one of the first two.

Aro smiled in, what could only be described as, an evil way. "So I see you have something to do with this," he nodded in my direction, "Carlisle. I would have thought you would have known better."

Carlisle seemed about to speak but I cut him off. "I just met them today. Don't go assuming I would have ties with them." I knew it sounded harsh, especially since it came out as a growl, but I didn't want any of the Cullens caught up in a battle that was mine.

"Did you really?" A smiled played on his lips. It seemed like he knew something more than he was letting on. "Would you be willing to prove it?"

I raised an eyebrow, "and how would I be able to do that?"

He lifted his hand slowly as he walked toward me. I had heard of Aro's power. It was something like Edward's except it required physical contact and he was able to see much more. I presumed my mental block would work for him the same way it worked against Edward, Jane, and Demetri, but truthfully, I didn't really care what he saw. I still made a face though.

"Afraid of what I'll see?" Aro almost seemed to be gloating. Wouldn't he be disappointed?

"No, actually it's not you that I'm afraid will see."

He didn't seem to know how to respond to my comment so I just lifted my hand into his. It felt like a mini-explosion had gone off in my head. All these thoughts and images just appeared out of nowhere, but fitting as if they belonged there the entire time. A small part of my brain knew I was still standing there holding Aro's hand with a calm look on my face as his got more upset, but I didn't care. I was reeling in all the information I now had. In what appeared to be a fraction of a second I had successfully jammed every thought Aro had ever had in his three thousand year existence into my own mind.

What? I can't get anything, no matter how hard I concentrate. Is this the same barrier that blocks Jane's and Demetri's powers? Interesting, very interesting. Imagine the potential…

We broke hands and my smile increased in size. I had just sifted through the memory of him yelling at his guard more than fifteen years ago about how it couldn't possible be that hard to catch one simple, relatively young vampire. That just made my day.

"Well if appears as though you are immune to my power as well," he said with a sigh. If he had sounded any more dejected I would have almost felt bad. Almost. "I guess I will just have to ask if one of the Cullens were objected to my observing?"

"Of course," Carlisle offered his hand. After a second of touching, Aro withdrew his hand looking thoughtful. He surveyed the Cullens once again and sniffed the air discretely. I suddenly knew what he was doing; he had seen me in Carlisle's memory and was trying to find out if there was another vampire here or even a human. I instantly knew something bad was about to happen, and as if to tell me what, a memory of Aro's flashed in my head:

"Haven't you gotten her yet?" He yelled into the little phone in his hand.

"No, I'm sorry, sir, we cornered her but she managed to escape."

Aro let out a roar of frustration. You could almost feel the vampire on the other line of the phone cringe away. "Did you manage to learn anything about her besides what she looks like? What her power is? Anything?"

"Well she seemed to be immune to our powers, it's like she has a protective shield around her."

"Jane's power was ineffective?" His voice was a bit sharp.

The vampire on the other side of the line's voice shook a bit, "yes, sir, mine and Felix's as well. They didn't do anything to this Demon. Or rather, Bella," he sneered, "as she called herself."

I was shocked at what he was about to say and knew I couldn't do anything to stop him. Unless attacking him counted, but attacking him for no feasible reason except that he was about to say something really bad probably wouldn't go over too well with his guard.

"Doesn't this Marie seem a lot like your precious Bella, Edward?"

Edward visibly stiffened at Aro's comment. "No. She's dead."

"Oh? Did you go back and see her funeral and everything? So sad to have the love of your…existence die." Edward was shaking from whatever emotion he was building up. It seemed to be too much for Jasper because he began shaking right along with Edward.

Esme spoke up then, most likely trying to save the situation; Carlisle looked too aghast at Aro's comments to say anything. "Bella died years ago Aro. Not long after we left in fact." Edward stopped shaking immediately. "We were, and are, very sad for her death, but there's no way that this girl is Bella. There was no one to turn her into a vampire! It would be illogical. Besides, she said her name is Marie."

I was careful to keep my face in a politely confused mask as I looked from Aro to each Cullen. Only Alice truly met my gaze. In the moment our eyes locked I knew exactly what it was she saw in her vision and what Aro was going to do next. He was going to cement the fact in the Cullen's heads that I was in fact Isabella Swan.

Let's face it, I panicked. I needed to distract them, and quickly, so growling, I took swift steps toward Aro. Felix and Demetri were immediately by his side growling back. "Oh, shut up!" I snapped at them. They actually looked a little taken aback by the harshness of my voice; normally I was well mannered, if not giddy, when I was around them. "Why are you so concerned about this…Bella was it? I am Marie and if you want to discuss anything further before I leave, I suggest you start talking now." I was glowering at Aro but he just seemed all the more amused.

Jane, however, was not. She stepped directly in front of me and smiled. I snarled and smiled right back. Her expression soured as she glared at me. I laughed, I couldn't help it. "Seriously Jane, you know that won't work on me, I don't know why you keep trying."

She started to walk away but paused. Lifting her head back to me, she said, "I wonder if it will work on the others?" She looked directly at Edward and smiled. Without thinking I was in front of him before she could focus. I was in immediate pain over my action and knew from Jasper's looks that even my barrier couldn't contain this pain. I had just reaffirmed, in my mind, that I did care what happened to Edward because I still loved him. But he didn't love me, he never had. The numbness was gone and the hole in my heart was back, with a vengeance.

Jane looked furious that I blocked her path. Even so, she began bobbing and weaving as if to get around me. With all the pain and frustration with my actions, something inside me snapped. I looked at Jane, feeling the control of the power she had too often exposed me to asserting itself to me. "Don't. Hurt. People. Not. Involved!" With each word I sent a shock of pain, increasing in intensity, through her brain. Jane lay twitching on the ground, completely stunned.