Hey everyone, here is the next wonderful installment of Cute older brother. I hope that you enjoy it and what I am doing with the story.

I have up to 16 chapters, but I'm going to load up once a week now that I have my internet back at home.

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Harry wiggled weakly in Charlie's arms as they walked through the Port Angeles airport. Harry had ended up asleep on the plane, and rather than waking him Charlie had decided that he was going to carry his baby boy so he could keep sleeping until they had gotten home. Jacob pulled out his mobile and took a quick snap with his camera and awed at how cute his big brother looked and saved it where Harry wouldn't find it should he realise it before he got home and put it on his laptop.

"Sam's coming around to get me." Jacob spoke up at the entry of the airport.

"Alright, just tell your dad to call me when you get in so that I know that you actually get home." Charlie told him sternly.

"Yes sir." Jacob agreed seriously and watched as Harry and Charlie headed out in the cop car.

Not having had taken any luggage since he was at Harry's and they didn't have time to go to his house to pack a bag, he walked out of the city, pulled off his shoes, shirt and shorts, tying them to his thigh he transformed and raced off back toward the reservation.

'Where the hell have you been Black?'Came the angry questioning voice of Sam.

'I had to go. It was for Harry.' He responded immediately, knowing that they would give him a bit of a break since it was for their adopted Englishman.

"What else Jacob?' Sam asked, he didn't want invade Jacob's mind if he could help it, he would rather be told what was going on than invade.

Jacob gave a mental sigh, 'The Cullen's will be coming back to Forks.' He said and waited for the backlash that was sure to come from telling Sam that the bloodsuckers would be back in town.

'Let me know everything Jacob. Starting from when you left Forks.' Sam ordered and Jacob let go of the block and let the information flow freely to the Alpha of the pack.

Charlie pulled the cruiser into his quaint little street and noticed that the big red machine that was Bella's truck was sitting in the drive way so that meant that Bella ended up catching an earlier flight than planned but he couldn't find himself to mind. He'd have both of his kids at home and couldn't be happier about it.

"Harry." Charlie said shaking his son's shoulder but Harry just curled more up in the passenger seat, "We're home Harry, so you need to get up now and into the house then you can head back to bed." He cooed shaking his sons shoulder a little bit harder this time.

Harry whined a little, "But I'm tired."

"Well we're home Harry and you can head straight to bed." Charlie said getting out of the cruiser, "Oh and Bella's home." He said and seconds later he was staring at an empty passenger seat, heard the front door slam open and a call of 'Isabelly' echoing throughout the house and an answering 'Harrykins' from Bella. Shaking his head at his children's antics he pulled the luggage from the cruiser and headed into the house. He was glad to be home.

Rosalie stared at the message that Alice had sent her and in nano-seconds the phone was through the wall. She couldn't believe that they were going back to Forks just because of that insipid little twit Isabella Swan. Rosalie sighed and sat down on the bed and looked out the window of her hotel room, the sunlight was streaming in the streets today and she was stuck in her hotel room until sunset at least and had to decide what she was going to do now. A knock at the door startled her out of her musings so she got up and went to answer it and was shocked at seeing that Marcus of the Volturi was standing there with what was her phone in his hand.

"It seems that we are next door neighbours." He said softly holding out his hand so that she could take her mangled phone back so that she could at least fish the sim out of it.

"So it seems." Rosalie responded dryly and stood back from the door.

"It is not the done thing for a man to enter a woman's sleeping chamber." Marcus responded with a slight incline of his head, "But thank you."

"That day and age is long gone. The world has changed, people no longer marry before committing themselves sexually to their partner, or to anyone else for that matter." Rosalie responded matter of factly.

"That may be so, but we were raised in a different time to all of these mortals. Our morals are different." Marcus said smoothly, "And a lady such as yourself should not invite men into her sleeping chamber so freely."

Rosalie looked over one of the leaders of Volterra, he was not anything to look at. In his time he would have been classed as a handsome man, but now, with sitting for so long his skin had become something akin to onion skin in colour and more than likely feel, his eyes sunken, though his hair was well groomed and his clothes blended in quite well with the rest of Milan. But what she was curious about is what he wanted with her.

"What do you want with me?" She questioned, "I will not help you to damn my family." She said with a fierce strength.

Marcus shook his head, "That is not what I wish. I am just taking some time to see the new world. It has been to long since I had last left the walls of Volterra." Marcus explained, "All I am asking is that you would join me down in the dining room where we can talk. That is if you do me the honour of gracing me with your company?"

"Will you be bringing the hunters?" Rosalie questioned. That's what Carlisle had best described Felix and Demetri when they had run into them 50 years prior.

"If it is your wish that they do not accompany us that it shall be so." Marcus responded.

"Than I shall accompany you to the dining room, but I cannot promise anything." Rosalie responded walking out into the hall, closing the door firmly behind her.

Marcus offered his hand to Rosalie, she delicately put her hand in his and they started off down the hall to the elevator. Marcus waved his hand toward Felix and Demetri, telling them to return to their rooms for the night, nothing would or could happen to him that he couldn't take care of himself.

"Would it not be best to retire to the lounge instead of pretending to eat?" Rosalie questioned, "It would be easier than pretending to eat the meal that we order."

"If that is what you would like." Marcus agreed as the elevators opened on the ground floor and they headed out into the floor and for the lounge, "If it permits me, I would like to know why it is that you are in Milan without your mate and family?" He asked.

Rosalie looked over at Marcus, "I presume you know of what has happened with my brother, Edward?" She asked as Marcus pulled out a seat for her to settle into.

"Of course, how could I not. One of the master mind readers not under Volturi control, begging for his death because the woman he loves is no longer among the land of the living." Marcus responded, "It was all because of his loves brother that he now lives."

"Who?" Rosalie questioned, confused. Whose brother helped save Edward?

"Isabella's brother is the one that was able to sway your brother's choice to meet the sun and then it was the child again that saved your brother and his mate by offering us an ultimatum." Marcus explained.

Rosalie could only stare at Marcus in shock, it was true that she didn't really like Bella, but to think that her brother would really go that far to be with her was starting to change some of the ways that she would look at Bella. That and she would like to meet Bella's brother and see what type of person he is to agree to help someone that he didn't know. Was this the person Alice had said about making Emmett happy?

"So what is to happen to Edward?" She asked softly, she may not like Bella but Edward was still her brother and she loved him.

"Your brother has been left with his life. But both Isabella and her brother WILL be turned in a few short years. If not, than all of your lives will be forfeit."