The Renesmee Series

by greenpeach20

The Story of how, through her many life experiences, Renesmee fell in love with Jacob. It's primarily romance and humor, but also has a hint of everything else in between.

27. Dhampir

Dhampir

Just as Jacob promised, he was with me the next morning, sleeping with his head on the edge of my bed facing me. I'd gone to school and did my best to pretend that nothing was happening. No one seemed to notice that anything was wrong, not even Madison. Though it's hard to notice a difference in someone's face when they're almost permanently glued to their back. I think Aida noticed though. I don't know how, but somehow she knew. She was a little more talkative during science class. The teacher was showing us a video on Plate movement when a folded piece of paper was placed in front of me. I opened it to read it, making sure that the teacher wasn't looking and read it out of view.

You look troubled. Is there something wrong? I hadn't expected her to figure it out or to even care. I figured she was just out to prove I was a vampire with the wrong ways to test it. I sighed and wrote back.

I'm fine. I handed the paper back and sighed when I heard her start writing back. I held the paper back under the desk to read it when she handed it to me.

Fine people don't look distant. Something's bothering you. I rolled my eyes and started writing my response.

Look. Nothing's bothering me. And even if there was, why do you care? I felt bad for being so testy, but with everything that was going on, I wasn't in the mood for little mind games with a girl that worshiped Satan. She handed me back the paper under the table and I read it.

Look, I know I was rude to you yesterday, and you probably think I'm a freak by now. I'm sorry I threw a cross at you, felt you up to see if your skin was cold and for trying to see if you had a reflection in a mirror. That was invading your personal space and I'm sorry. But you're a nice girl, I can tell, and I'm just concerned is all. Even a Satanist can be concerned. I read this twice, making sure I had read it right. I looked at her, but she was looking ahead, watching the movie. I sighed and wrote my response.

Thanks for that. And don't worry, I'm okay. Just out of curiosity, why did you believe I was a vampire? I handed her the note under the table and waited for her to respond. I had to contain a little laugh when she handed it back to me and I read the response.

In truth, I still think you're something. No one has skin hard as yours and is human. And I noticed that your skin almost glows when you're in the sun and you weren't eating your lunch. And frankly, I don't believe for a minute that you're anorexic. And your skin is really sweet smelling. It's nothing I've ever found over the counter. Maybe that's just the lotion you use or maybe you are in fact a vampire. And if you're concerned that I'll tell everyone, I won't. I'm just really interested in this sort of shit, you know. I was almost tempted to tell her the truth. She wasn't as freaky as everyone thought she was, it seemed. She was just really bad at making first impressions. I smiled as I wrote my response. I felt like having fun with this.

Maybe I am, maybe not. You can't expect someone to come out and tell you these sorts of things though. I handed her the paper under the table and I heard her laugh lightly under her breath and begin to write a response. When she was done, she handed it back to me and I read the response under the table.

I kind of figured. I've read enough books to know that vampires are pretty secretive creatures. And I know that they're generally very solitary, but then again, who knows. I'm basing all this off of books I've read and shit I've found on the internet. But I know vampires do exist. You can think whatever you want, but I know they exist. And I won't stop until I find one. This was one of the freakiest things she's written, but it still made me laugh lightly. I wrote her back quickly.

I wish you luck with that. But remember, not all vampires are as nice as me. I handed her the paper, hoping she would get the joke. I watched her read it, and couldn't help but laugh under my breath when her face became a mask of horror and shock. After a moment, she started laughing lightly too.

That was almost two weeks ago. Aida was still convinced of what I was, but as promised, she never made her suspicion public. It had pretty much turned into our own little private joke. After a week, I convinced her and her sister, Coralline, to sit with me and the others at the table near the middle of cafeteria. It took everyone a lot of getting used to, but they did eventually. Madison never questioned my judgment on them and was instantly trying to welcome them to the group, though she still stuck close to me. They still didn't say much to anyone but me, but it was progress. We all even started teaming up during gym class.

Daddy wasn't too thrilled about this new development with Aida, but he figured that we had more important things to worry about at the time. Carlisle was sure to ask Marcelo loads and loads of questions about his growth. Marcelo was always polite and answered all of Carlisle's questions with ease and confidence always present in his voice. You could tell he was Rafael's son.

And his eyes did change color. Carlisle had already asked about that. But whenever Marcelo went some time without feeding, instead of his eyes fading to black, they faded to a gorgeous hazel color. I assumed they were his father's human eyes. I asked him about that, and he just responded that it was something that happened. He was sure to add that it made it easier to attract his victims. I laughed awkwardly at his morbid joke, but didn't ask about that any further.

Jacob wasn't all that fond of Marcelo, though. Neither was daddy for that matter. It was a while before I found out why. It had been three weeks since he and the others had shown up at the house when this happened. Jacob and I had just gotten back from school and it was uncharacteristically sunny that day. Jacob went to park his car and I went into the house and saw that half the house had been out hunting that day. I saw Marcelo sitting on the back porch in the sun, taking it all in. I walked over to him and sat down next to him and watched his skin glow in the sun. It wasn't as bright as a vampire's skin, but it was something that kept him out of sight of humans.

"So how was your day?" He asked after I sat down. I shrugged.

"It was pretty good I guess. Nothing out of the ordinary happened. How about you?" He smirked into the sun, then looked at me. I heard the door from the front of the house open and close.

"Not bad. I just got back from hunting. I tried that animal diet thing your family always talks about." I smiled.

"And?" He chuckled his rich, low laugh.

"I think I would rather drink piss." I winced at the harsh word.

"It's not that bad." He chuckled.

"I suppose when you're used to it, you learn to like it." I nodded.

"Pretty much." I noticed Jacob's scent at one point and knew that he was standing right behind us. I looked at Jacob and smiled at him and he smiled back. Then I looked forward again and looked at the sun that had pushed through Washington's clouds. I heard Marcelo sigh.

"I miss Brazil. The sun's always out in Brazil." I smiled.

"I never took you as one that would enjoy sunlight." He smiled and shook his head.

"Not at all. I love the sun. It's warm and inviting. And I love what it does to my skin." I smiled. I heard him scoot and his smell became closer to me. He smelled like cherries that were covered in sugar and sweet cream cheese. Sitting next to him was like inhaling a freshly backed cheesecake. When he scooted closer to me, I heard Jacob come closer too.

"I like it too. It's bright." He chuckled again.

"How ironic that legends and myths demand we hate the sun, and yet here we are, basking in its rays." I smiled at his comment and kept looking at the sun. I hadn't expected him to say anything else. "You know, in the sunlight, your scent is stronger." I looked at him, surprised by his words. I heard Jacob walk even closer to me.

"It does?" He looked at me, smiled, and nodded.

"Yes. Sweet sunflowers and peaches. It's intoxicating." I heard Jacob growl under his breath. I had a feeling that I knew where this was going, so I didn't say anything. I looked behind me at Jacob and touched his leg, pushing my thoughts into his head, letting him know that it was okay and not to worry or over react and to let me handle this. When I let go of Jacob, he sighed.

"Nessie, do you want any water?" I nodded my head. Jacob sighed and reluctantly left us alone. Marcelo took advantage of the alone time and put his hand on mine. He didn't try again when I took my hand away.

"You're a beautiful girl, Nessie. You really are." I smiled gratefully.

"Thank you for saying. You're a handsome boy Marcelo." He chuckled lightly.

"Hardly a boy." I smiled at his joke.

"You're right. My mistake." He laughed lightly again and closed the distance between us until he was sitting right next to me. I sighed. I hated having to do this.

"Would you mind, if I asked you to go hunting with me some time?" I looked at him. His eyes were a scarlet red and shined with hopefulness. He really was a nice guy. I hated having to disappoint him. It was clear why daddy and Jacob didn't like him. He liked me.

"I'm sorry, Marcelo. But I don't think that would be a good idea." His face lost its hopefulness, but he didn't show any pain if there was any.

"You love someone else?" I nodded my head. I knew Jacob couldn't hear us.

"Yes, there is." Marcelo nodded his head with understanding.

"Jacob?" I smiled and nodded. He sighed. "It figures. Women love their lap dogs after all." I slapped his arm but couldn't stop myself from laughing. He laughed too.

"Jacob isn't my lap dog." He kept laughing.

"You're right, he's your whipped pig. Forgive the mistake." I hit his arm again and giggled.

"You're such an arrogant prick, you know that?" He was laughing with me.

"Such strong words. A lady shouldn't speak such words." I was falling over with laughter now, but I still managed to swat his arm again.

"Blow it out your ass, Marcelo." We laughed together for a moment. When we had stopped laughing, Marcelo gave me a serious smile.

"So I have no chance?" I shook my head.

"Sorry, no. He's always been there for me. He's what makes everything go round for me. I can't imagine being without him." He nodded and let his head fall in defeat.

"That's a shame. Have you even tried?" I rolled my eyes and smiled.

"I don't need to." He sighed.

"You're breaking my heart, Renesmee." I giggled. He didn't look heartbroken at all.

"I'm sorry to hear that, Marcelo. I'm sorry to cause you so much pain." His smile was humored.

"You should be." We laughed lightly again. I heard Jacob start walking back to where we were and he handed me the bottle of water when he was kneeling right behind me. I looked at Jacob and smiled. I touched his cheek and pushed my reassurance into his head. He smiled lightly at me. "There's one thing that I don't understand." I looked at Marcelo. His face was serious again. I sighed.

"What?"

"How do you tolerate being so close to a man that smells like wet dog?" I hit his arm again and he started laughing. I heard Jacob growl at him under his breath and I laughed lightly at both of them.

"Because he doesn't smell like wet dog to me." Marcelo looked at me skeptically and shrugged.

"Whatever you say, Nessie. Whatever you say." I giggled one last time, and that was the end of that conversation. Jacob still didn't like him, and daddy never stopped disliking Marcelo, but he never pushed me into anything after that. Now we just had a relationship filled with endless teasing.

Nahuel and the others were beginning to be a lot more relaxed as the days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into a solid month. We were all starting to think that maybe Stefan and Vladimir weren't coming after all. Nahuel said that he and his family would wait another month. If Vladimir and Stefan didn't show up within that time, then he and his family would make their way back to Brazil. They were all starting to get homesick.

As the all awaited homecoming dance started looming, Madison was riding me about letting Greg or any of the other guys she introduced me to take me to the dance. I really didn't want to go, but just to appease her, I agreed to go. In the end, I went ahead and said yes when Greg asked me. I didn't see the point in tormenting Madison any further. Jacob wasn't thrilled when I told him, I knew, but he didn't show it.

"So that Greg kid is taking you to the homecoming dance thing?" I nodded my head. Jacob and I were in the car driving back to the house. Jacob didn't drive me home every day, but he did it at least once or twice in the work week.

"Yeah. I'm not even really going with him, I'm going with Madison. But that's a minor technicality." Jacob laughed.

"Are you telling me you're Bi now?" I hit Jacob's shoulder with mock annoyance and he kept laughing.

"No, I'm not. Besides, for all you know, she could just be really friendly." Jacob rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, Nessie. She's just one of those people that's a bit too nice." I laughed lightly. Alice, of course, was all too happy when I told her about it. She was more than happy to help me pick a dress. Yaretzi surprised me by asking if she could join us on our shopping trip to Port Angeles, which I said yes to.

Jacob insisted on coming too. He wanted to make sure that Alice didn't put me in anything that would give Greg any ideas. Yaretzi and I were almost crying with laughter when Jacob tried convincing Alice to put me in an old lady gown. That was the only way it could be described. Yaretzi bent her head to my ear and spoke in her whispering voice.

"Is he always like this?" I giggled.

"When other guys are involved, yes, he is." She laughed in a whisper. After a moment, her face became serious.

"My son took an interest in you, did he?" I sighed and nodded.

"Yeah. He did."

"He didn't offend you did he? I told him that there was something between you and Jacob." I smiled and her and shook my head.

"No. It's alright. He wasn't rude about it. And he's stopped since he'd asked me." Yaretzi smiled.

"Good. I know that you and Jacob are close. A blind man could see that you love him." I smiled contentedly.

"Yeah."

"He loves you too, you know." I looked at her, and she had a motherly smile on her face. I smiled back at her.

"I know."

"Then why haven't you said anything to him?" I sighed. I should have seen that question coming.

"It's too soon." Yaretzi rolled her eyes.

"It's never too soon to tell someone that you love them when you know they love you back." I giggled.

"It's more complicated than that, Yaretzi." She giggled too.

"Well, then, please explain it to me." I looked at her with an annoyed but amused expression. She just looked at me with eyes that willed me to admit that she was right.

"I'm too young. I'm only three after all." She shrugged.

"So? I'm only eighty years old give or take. Rafael's well over two hundred years old. Your father's one hundred eleven years old and your mother just turned twenty two. Don't blame age on this." I sighed.

"It's not my age I'm blaming. It's the time." She gave me a confused look. I sighed. "When we're finally together, I don't want any obligations in my way. Like high school for instance. As it is, I've had to explain to my friends that Jacob isn't a pedophile and that he's a family friend. I don't want to have to do that." She sighed.

"So you're saying you want to wait until it's socially acceptable for you two to be together." I nodded my head. When she smacked me over the head, I was taken by surprise.

"What'd you do that for?"

"It's what I do to Marcelo when he's being stupid is all." I looked at her still confused and even offended as she walked away and went to where Jacob and Alice were standing. They were arguing over whether a dress Alice had picked was appropriate or not. Yaretzi only nodded or shook her head at Alice or Jacob's comments when she reached them.

As I rubbed the part of my head that she had wacked, I looked around the dress section looking for something I might like. I hadn't expected to see Aida there. She had already seen me and was waving at me when I finally saw her. I waved back and made my way to where she was. She was looking at dresses too. All of her selections were either black, dark purple or a bright red.

"Hey, Aida." She smiled her usual apathetic half smile.

"Hey, Nessie."

"What's the occasion you're shopping for." She looked at a black dress and put it over her arm.

"Homecoming." This took me by surprise.

"Really? Who asked you to the dance?" She laughed without humor.

"No one asked me. I'm going alone."

"I thought you were a freshman." She nodded her head.

"Yeah. I'm crashing the party. I plan to make it a miserable dance for everyone. Coralline's getting me in." I laughed lightly. It was hard to tell when she was joking and when she was being serious. Half the time, she actually sent a chill down my spine.

"Why would you want to make the dance miserable?" She shrugged.

"My god doesn't approve of happiness." I felt myself shutter. She said it so matter-of-factly. Like this was a normal thing to say.

"Ah huh." She smiled at me again, then looked at her dresses again.

"I heard Greg asked you to the dance and you said yes." I nodded and shrugged.

"Yeah. I felt bad about tormenting Madison, so I said yes." She rolled her eyes.

"You do know that Madison's, like, in love with you right?" I nodded.

"Yeah. I figured that out." She laughed lightly.

"Wow. It hurts to laugh." I laughed lightly too. Strange thing to say, but whatever. Then I felt cold hands touch my shoulders and smelled the sweet scent. It was Alice.

"Aren't you going to introduce us to your friend Nessie?" I looked behind me at Alice's hopeful face and I sighed.

"This is Aida." Alice's face immediately became aware and really cautious. She then looked at Aida and smiled politely.

"Nice to meet you Aida. I'm Alice. Nessie's aunt." Aida nodded her head.

"Nice to meet you." She looked Alice over a moment and her face became slightly triumphant.

"Can I see the dresses you picked?" Alice nodded her head, but she stayed weary. She held the dresses so that she could see them. Aida ran her hand along my dress and was sure to 'accidently' touch Alice's hand. I sighed. "Pretty." She looked at me. "Come with me to the dressing room Nessie and we can try on our dresses." She took the dresses and handed them to me. Then she took my hand and pulled me with her in the direction of a dressing room.

I sighed and I heard Alice sigh too. Jacob just looked nervous. I heard him quietly ask Alice if Aida might have figured it out. Alice just groaned and said there was a possibility. When we reached the dressing room, Aida pulled me with her into the largest dressing room they had. This shocked me. Aida was usually so private and to herself. When she closed the door and hung her dresses on a hook, I hung mine on a hook. Then she looked at me with a sparkle in her eye.

"She had cold, hard hands." I sighed.

"She smokes. Her hands are cold because of it." It was a horrible excuse, but it was the first thing that came to mind. She smirked. I had come up with a little personal joke for her smile. Every time Aida smiled, a puppy died.

"Smokers don't smell like cinnamon apples and vanilla, Nessie. Standing that close to her was like standing in the middle of a bakery." I sighed.

"She wears a lot of perfume." She rolled her eyes.

"Come on, Nessie, who are you kidding. She has an alluring scent, she's too perfect to be human, her hands are like ice cold alabaster, and I swear one second she was on the other side of the room, the next she was right behind you. And I didn't hear her coming. Silence is a lethal weapon, Nessie." She reached for one of the dresses and started getting out of her shirt and pants so she could try it on. I started doing the same.

"What difference does it make to you?" She smirked again. Another dead puppy.

"I told you. I love this sort of stuff. Every Halloween, I go ghost hunting too. I go to a grave yard in Forks or on the reservations to see if I can find a ghost or a vampire. I've found plenty of ghosts, but I've never had the pleasure of finding a vampire." I rolled my eyes.

"No duh, Aida. If a vampire had found you, you'd be dead right now. Vampires don't usually leave their prey alive. And they sure as hell don't hang around in graveyards. They're less likely to find a living human in a graveyard."

"How would you know something like that?" I froze. I gave away too much and I knew it. I sighed and she kept smiling. I looked at her and gave her a look of death.

"If you tell anyone." She shook her head and held up her hands.

"I won't, you have my word. Consider me your official familiar." I looked at her confused.

"My what?" She kept smirking.

"Your Familiar. It's a human that knows someone is a vampire. They're sworn to secrecy and do their master's bidding. And the penalty for ever revealing their master's secret is death." I looked at her blankly for a moment and sighed.

"So you want to be my slave?" She shrugged.

"I'm not opposed to the idea of having a vampire as my master." I rolled my eyes.

"I'm only half in case you haven't already figured that out." She looked at me and her eyes almost glowed.

"Holy shit. You're a Dhampir?"

"A what?"

"A Dhampir. It's a creature who has a vampire father and human mother." I shrugged.

"Then yes, I'm a Dhampir." She was grinning from ear to ear. I don't think I'd ever seen her smile so much in one day. My face became serious. "You have to promise to keep this to yourself, you hear me? Alice isn't the only member of my family and they won't hesitate to put an end to you if you start talking."

I knew that wasn't true. Carlisle would never allow anyone to kill a human even if said human had revealed our secret. He would just move us far away. But if he did that, I would be taken away from Jacob. And I would kill her if that happened. She shook her head.

"I swear I won't tell anyone. I haven't said a thing to anyone. I haven't even told anyone I suspected it. Not even Coralline." I sighed.

"If you say so." I heard a knock at the door. I sighed when I took in the scent and realized it was Alice.

"You couldn't just string her along a little longer, could you?" I shrugged.

"Sorry Alice. It seemed stupid to keep lying to her at this point." I heard Alice and Jacob sigh.

"And why did you let her call you a Dhampir? A Dhampir is a half human child fathered by Dracula, which you weren't." Aida looked at me.

"Super hearing?" I nodded.

"She could hear a mouse Squeak a mile away." Aida's face became serious.

"Seriously or are you exaggerating a bit?" I looked at her a moment.

"It depends on how loudly the mouse squeaked." Aida laughed lightly at my joke. We finished our dress shopping together and she asked millions of questions about me and vampires. Alice kept reminding me that daddy wouldn't be happy with me when we got home which I already knew, but nodded my head whenever she said it anyway.

As predicted, daddy had lots to say to me when we got home. Momma was trying to sooth daddy the whole time he was yelling at me. I sat on the couch and let daddy have his fill of yelling and didn't say anything. I only nodded my head. Jacob sat next to me and held my hand while daddy yelled at me. That alone made me feel safe. Daddy was even angrier about the whole Dhampir thing. I had never known that the word was so taboo until now. It was almost the equivalent to the word fuck to vampires it seemed. Even Carlisle sneered at the word.

When the night of the homecoming dance came along, Jacob drove me to school and sat in the car with me to wait for my friends. They had offered to come pick me up, but daddy knew Aida would be in the group and he didn't want her anywhere near the house. In truth, I didn't blame him.

"Are you planning on staying in the parking lot?" Jacob nodded.

"Yeah. I'm here in case something goes wrong. And if that Greg kid lays even a finger on you, come to the car and tell me and I'll be sure to introduce him to his maker." I giggled.

"Thanks Jacob. But I doubt that I'll be around him that much with Madison there. If I were you, I'd be more concerned about her." Jacob laughed with me. I looked at Jacob. He really looked bothered. "I won't go if you don't want me to." He looked at me and shook his head. But I could see he was tempted to tell me not to go.

"No. Go and have fun. I'll be here if you need me." I kept looking at Jacob. I had been thinking about what Yaretzi said. She was right. It was stupid of me to worry about what other people were thinking, especially where Jacob was concerned. I still didn't know for sure if he loved me that way back. A mumbled I love you in his sleep is hardly creditable. But I wouldn't know unless I tried.

"Promise you'll be here the whole time?" Jacob smiled his smile that made me melt.

"Promise." He brought his hand to my cheek and held my face. I breathed in his scent. "You look beautiful by the way." I smiled at him. I was wearing a dress that we'd found in Port Angeles. It was a red dress that was backless and had a string of fake diamonds running down my back. That was hanging from the halter of my dress which went into a V neck that stopped at my cleavage. My hair was done up in a bun with tendrils and my plumeria comb resting in my bun for all to see. And my eye makeup was a smoky eye with tints of red and purple and my lips were a shimmery pink.

"Thanks Jacob." He smiled wider, then his face became something strange. Like a man looking at the sun for the first time. My heart melted.

"Don't let him fool you, Nessie. Telling someone they're beautiful in teenager means they just want to sleep with you." I giggled.

"Is that so?" He nodded.

"Yeah. It is for teenage boys." I rolled my eyes and kept giggling. We kept looking at each other for a few minutes. He was about to take his hand away from my face, but I didn't let him. I put my hand on his where it rested on my face and kept looking at him.

He was looking at me with the same eyes I was giving him now. I felt warmth all over when I realized it was love. And more importantly, lust. He wanted me. I felt like I could fly in that moment. He wanted me as much as I wanted him. Yaretzi was right. I shouldn't have to wait. I wanted him now. He was mine, and he always had been. Who was to say that I couldn't take what was mine?

I began moving my face closer to his. He didn't stop me. He didn't look like he wanted to. He started moving his face closer too. I could hear both our hearts racing with anticipation of what was about to happen. I could feel his breath on my lips as he could feel mine on his. Our eyes were closing and our faces were nearly about to touch. I brought both my hands to his face and kept moving my face closer to his. Our lips were about to touch.

"Nessie!" I heard a tapping on the passenger's side windows and we both froze. "Nessie, we're all here." Jacob let out an exasperated sigh, but he didn't let that annoyance show on his face. We were staring at each other now, both out of our trances and not sure what to do. Jacob smiled awkwardly.

"That would be Madison." I looked at him a minute before nodding my head and taking deep breaths, trying to calm my heart.

"I'll get going then. You'll be here the whole time?" Jacob smiled my heart melting smile and nodded.

"Yeah. All night." I smiled back at him. I settled for kissing his cheek and he kissed mine. "Have fun Nessie." I nodded.

"Yeah. You too." He chuckled lightly and I forced myself to take my hands away from him. I kept looking at him as I opened the door and let myself out. I didn't take my eyes off him until the door was closed and I felt someone hug me from behind.

"Oh, Nessie, you look beautiful!! No woman in the whole world was ever as beautiful as you!" I sighed and waved goodbye to Jacob. He laughed lightly and waved back. I walked a little distance and saw everyone waiting for us at the door. Greg was making his way over after he'd waved to me. I took Madison off my shoulders and forced her to take position in front of me.

"Madison, why did you do that?" She looked at me confused.

"Do what? What did I do?" I felt my blood boiling. Jacob and I were about to kiss. It would have been the first kiss that we'd ever shared where it would have been filled with love and lust and while he was awake. She had just ruined that. Her face looked scared and panicky.

"You…..just now……when you tapped on the window…" I was having a hard time forming a sentence. I was so angry. I wasn't sure when I would get another opportunity like that, and Madison ruined it! I felt myself shaking violently.

"Nessie, what did I do?! I'm sorry, whatever I did, I'm so sorry!" She was close to sobbing now. I shook a little more, then finally managed to calm myself down. I took a deep breath, and sighed.

"Never mind." I took one more deep breath and started walking to the gym where the dance was being held. Greg was standing there ready to take my hand, but I walked past him. He was the last man I wanted to be with. Greg's friends and Madison's date saw that I was annoyed and thought it better to not bother me. Aida saw the look on my face and followed me into the gym. I went straight to the table that was holding all the food and sat against it and started staring at the floor. Aida was sitting next to me shortly after I sat down.

"What did Madison do to piss you off that bad?" I looked at Aida and then looked back at the floor with a sigh.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Like hell you don't. I saw the look on your face. You were about ready to drink her dry. What happened?" I didn't answer her at first. I was trying to stay calm. I heard everyone coming into the gym, Madison hysterical and wanting to talk to me. Coralline was holding her back, though. I think Aida had told her to do so until I said otherwise. Finally, I took one more deep breath and answered Aida's question.

"I was about to kiss him."

"Kiss who?"

"Jacob." She laughed without humor.

"You mean the red that's always following you around?" I glared at her and she held her hands up defensively. "Okay, I'm sorry." I sighed.

"Yes. The red that's always following me around. I was about to kiss him." She shrugged.

"So why didn't you?"

"Because Madison killed the mood when she tapped on the window. That's why I got so mad at Madison. I was about to just do it. Now I don't know if I'll ever have the opportunity to do it again." She sighed.

"So you're mad because you were about to have your first kiss with the man of your dreams, and Madison ruined it for you by tapping on the car window and killing the mood." I nodded. It wouldn't have been our first kiss technically, but that wasn't a detail that she really needed to know.

"Exactly." Aida's face became serious.

"Why would you fall in love with a human, though? He'll only die. You're immortal." I looked at her a moment, not sure whether or not I should go ahead and let her in on the Quileute secret too. In the end, I figured why the hell not.

"He's human, but he's not human."

"In plain English if you please, Nessie." I laughed lightly.

"You know how the legend of the Quileute tribe is that they're descended from wolves?" Her face lit up.

"Holy mother fucker shit balls. He's a werewolf?" I hushed her, then nodded my head when I was sure that no one had heard her.

"Technically, no. He's actually a shape shifter. A few centuries ago, one of the Quileute tribal leaders fussed with a wolf to save his village. His descendents have had the power to do that same thing ever since then." Aida took a minute to process all of that.

"So, he's not a werewolf, but he turns into a wolf." I nodded.

"Yeah."

"Then what's the story with real werewolves?" I sighed.

"Real werewolves are men and women with a mutated, stronger form of rabies." She looked at me confused, so I explained further. "Men and women who became werewolves were bitten by wolves that had that mutation in their saliva and blood. Rabies already causes access facial hair and such. But this mutated form of rabies caused disfiguration of the bone structure and caused a hyperactive growth. This often gives them animalistic features, including the over growth of hair all over the body. The virus also effects their moods, making them more animal than man. Mood swings, anger problems, defensiveness, solitary and so on. And it thickens their skin. That's why they're able to fight against vampires. And their teeth start growing and become sharper."

"Do silver bullets kill them?" I rolled my eyes.

"No. That's a common misconception. And the moon doesn't affect them at all. A bullet of any kind would be lucky to break through the first layer of fat."

"That's awesome." We sat at the table in silence a moment before she said anything else. "So are you still mad at Madison, or can I tell my sister to let her loose?" I laughed lightly under my breath.

"Let her loose." She smirked and nodded her head. She walked over to where her sister and Madison were standing. She said something to Madison, and her face lit up. She didn't even let Aida finish her sentence before she was running to me and hugging me.

"Oh Nessie, tell me you're really not mad at me anymore." I sighed.

"I'm not mad at you, Madison." She leaped in the air with joy, still holding onto me. Then she abruptly let go of me and took something out of her purse. It was a video camera. "Madison, what are you doing?"

"I'm video tapping the dance. Now go and dance with Greg. I want to have a shot of you dancing." I sighed and nodded my head. I found Greg talking to one of his friends and walked over to him. I smiled politely when I reached him. He looked at me with bright eyes that I tried to ignore.

"You cooled off a little?" I tried not to let the comment bother me. I nodded.

"Yeah. I was just a little irked with Madison, but I'm okay now. She wants us to dance." He smiled confidently at the news.

"Well, then, let's dance." I smiled half heartedly and followed him to the floor where everyone was dancing. I wasn't sure what to do. I knew how to dance, but that was ballroom dancing. That was what daddy taught me how to do. It was one of the many fond memories I had with me and daddy. I had even slow danced with Jacob one time when I was little. I was so small at the time that he'd needed to hold me up in his arms and do all the twirling. The memory made me blush every time I thought of it. But this wasn't something I was familiar with.

I just followed what Greg and his friends were doing and that seemed to be the right thing to do. I looked over every now and then at Madison who had never taken her camera aware from me. I tried to ignore her and her camera as I danced. I would keep moving away from Greg if he tried getting too close, but he always followed me. I was relieved when the song had finally ended. But then I got annoyed when it turned into a slow song.

"You ready for a slow one?" He didn't wait for me to agree or decline before he was holding me close. I tried not to freak out on him.

"Actually, I think I should sit this one out." His face became confused and I made my way back to the table where Aida was still sitting. Madison brought the camera really close to my face.

"Nessie, why aren't you slow dancing?" She asked this is a screechy whine. I sighed.

"I didn't want to slow dance with him is all." She pouted.

"Would you please? I want a shot of you slow dancing." I was about to talk, but Aida spoke for me.

"Jesus Christ, why are you even videotaping her? Give her some breathing room why don't you?" Madison sneered and stuck her tongue out at Aida.

"I wasn't talking to you Aida." Madison looked at me. "Please, Nessie. Pretty please?" I sighed and rolled my eyes.

"Fine. I'll dance with him the next time there's a slow song." She bounced with joy again.

"Thank you, Nessie. Thank you, thank you, thank you." She hugged me around my neck again and I looked at Aida. Aida was giving me a disappointed look and I just hissed at her. She smirked when I did that. "I'll go tell Greg." Before I could tell her not to, she was already running towards where he and his friends were talking. I sighed.

"So much for the fierce Dhampir." I glared at Aida.

"What did you want me to do? Hiss at her?" She smirked again.

"You hissed at me."

"Yes, but you know what I am and hence it wouldn't be strange to you for me to hiss." She laughed lightly under her breath. "You know Aida, every time you laugh, a puppy dies." She was full out laughing now.

"Kittens too." I shuttered and rolled my eyes at her. She kept laughing. "My god, it hurts to laugh."

"Work the muscle, it won't hurt as much" Her laughter continued after that comment. Greg walked over to us and whistled for my attention.

"Wow, you got Aida Mathews to laugh. I think hell just froze over." I smirked and nodded.

"Probably." Aida stopped laughing and walked a little closer to Greg.

"The day hell freezes over is the day you get into Nessie's pants. Which will be never, asshole." I grabbed Aida's shoulder and mentally told her to shut up. When she heard that, she looked at me with utter shock. I had forgotten for a moment that I'd never told her about my gift, but I pushed the thought aside for the time being. Greg cleared his throat.

"Anyway, I told the DJ to play another slow song after this." I nodded my head.

"Cool." He smirked confidently.

"See you then." He walked away after that. When he was out of sight to Aida, she forced me to face her and her face was shocked, eager and judgmental all at the same time.

"What the hell did you do?" I sighed.

"I pushed my thoughts into your head. It's my gift."

"You mean you're psychic?" I shook my head.

"Not necessarily. I can only push what I'm thinking into another person's mind and I can only do it when I'm touching that person."

"Can all vampires do that?" I shook my head again.

"No. That's just me. My daddy can read minds, my momma is a shield against all mental gifts except mine, Alice can see the future subjectively, and Jasper can control emotions." Her eyes widened.

"That is the coolest fucking thing I've ever heard in my life." I sighed and rolled my eyes.

"Could you please not say it so vulgarly?" She rolled her eyes.

"Okay, fine. That's cool." I smirked.

"See. I knew you could do it." Then the current song ended and I sighed. "I better get that slow dance over with." She nodded.

"Alright. And remember, if he tries to feel you up, kick him in the balls." I laughed under my breath.

"Sounds good." Greg walked up to me and held out his hand asking me if we could dance. I nodded and followed him to the dance floor. I immediately saw Madison dancing with Kelly with her camera permanently glued to her hand. I smiled awkwardly at the camera and let Greg lead me.

The dance seemed to last so long. Partly because I spent most of the dance lifting his hands back up. He only laughed lightly whenever I did. I had to take constant deep breaths to keep myself calm. I can only imagine that he took this as encouragement too. When the dance was finally over, I looked at the clock that was in the gym. It was pushing one in the morning. No wonder I was so tired. Good thing it was Saturday tomorrow.

"Thanks for the dance, Greg. I better get going." He looked surprised.

"Why? The dance goes on until two." I doubted that, but whatever.

"Yeah, but it's almost one and I'm getting tired." He kept pushing.

"Do you want me to give you a ride home?" He was almost too hopeful and it bothered me immensely.

"That's okay. I've already got a ride." I made my way to the doors that lead outside. I felt someone grab my wrist.

"At least let me join you while you wait for them." I shook my head.

"No need. My ride's already here." He didn't let go of my wrist.

"Please. Your ride can wait a few more minutes." I looked around. We were beginning to attract attention. I took a deep breath. I looked over at Aida. She nodded her head. I looked back at Greg.

"Sure. Let's go outside and wait for my ride." He smiled triumphantly.

"Awesome." I smiled back and led him with me outside. When we were outside, I looked over the parking lot until I found Jacob's car. It took no time for me to find it, and my heart soared with love and relief. I turned and looked at Greg.

"Wow. My ride is here. What do you know?" He looked confused. "It's the red Rabbit in the lot." He looked over me and saw the car I was talking about.

"Huh. You don't say." I nodded.

"I better get going. I don't want to keep my ride waiting." I was about to walk away, but he kept holding onto my hand. I looked at him, this time with a harsh glare.

"What are you doing this weekend?" I sighed.

"Nothing involving you. Now let go of me." He didn't.

"Why did you come to the dance with me if you weren't interested?" I rolled my eyes.

"I went with you because Madison begged me to. She wanted some friends with her." He laughed without humor.

"Right. You came here because she asked you to." I nodded my head.

"Yes, that's right. Now let go of me." I pulled with more force, hoping to high heaven that Jacob was watching all this. He still didn't let go.

"Come on, Nessie. Don't leave me hanging here. You don't honestly think I brought you without expecting something did you?" I rolled my eyes.

"I never thought I would do this, but quoting Aida, 'you're getting in my pants the day hell freezes over, asshole'." He laughed this time.

"I believe she said, ' the day hell freezes over is the day I get into your pants'. So what do you say we make hell freeze."

"I'd rather not." His grip tightened a little and he was bringing himself closer to me. Then a large hand grabbed his shoulder and he winced in pain. I saw Jacob standing behind him and all my worries went away. Greg looked over his shoulder and was about to yell at whoever grabbed his shoulder, but thought better of it when he saw Jacob and the rage burning in his eyes.

"Hands off her now." His tone was harsh and cold. It would send a chill down a lesser man's spine. But for me, it made me feel warm and I felt that annoying sensation at my core that was blissfully aggravating. Greg recovered himself and stood up. He didn't even clear Jacob's shoulder. I couldn't believe he was going to push his luck.

"Who's going to make me?" I almost laughed. He really was tempting fate. Jacob didn't find it funny. Instead, he grabbed the wrist of the hand that was holding mine and started compressing. It took no time for him to let go of me. When he did, I ran to Jacob and went behind him. Jacob didn't stop until Greg yelped.

"Apparently, I made you." Jacob looked at me over his shoulder and gave me a worried smile. "You okay?" I nodded.

"I am now." His smile widened and he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. I readily accepted his warm embrace. Jacob looked at Greg, who had just recovered from the pain in his hand.

"If you ever touch her again, I'll know about it. And next time, I won't leave you with just a crushed wrist." Jacob led me with him back to the car. I suddenly heard two sets of heels following me.

"Nessie, Nessie, what did he do to you?!" It was Madison. I looked back and saw her running towards me with Aida close behind.

"He wanted more than I was willing to give is all." Madison's face became outraged.

"That bastard! I'll get him for this." She didn't give me a chance to tell her not to bother before she was running to Greg. She was yelling at him before she was even in front of him. I laughed lightly. Aida rolled her eyes.

"She's too eager to please you sometimes." I shrugged.

"If it gets the job done." She nodded.

"True." Aida then looked at Jacob, then back at me. "This him?" I knew what she meant and nodded my head. She nodded approvingly. "You have good taste, I must say Nessie. Better luck next time." I laughed lightly and nodded.

"Yeah. Next time." Aida smiled.

"I better go back. Coralline is probably looking for me."

"Okay. I'll see you on Monday." She nodded and began to walk away, then she abruptly turned around and looked at Jacob.

"By the way, did you actually break his wrist?" Jacob laughed lightly and shook his head.

"I'm afraid not. It would have attracted too much attention if I'd made him scream here." She laughed lightly.

"Aw shit. Maybe next time." She looked at me and waved goodbye. "See you Monday, Nessie." She turned back around and made her way back to the gym to look for Coralline.

"How ironic that two of your better friends are either Satanists or obsessed with you." I giggled and hugged Jacob around his waist.

"I know, right." He laughed too and hugged me tighter to him.

"Let's get you home, okay Ness." I nodded into my nook. He released me and let me get into the car. When I got into the car, I felt his hand gently grab the back of my neck and motioned me to look at him. I smiled at him. "He didn't hurt you did he?" I shook my head.

"No. I'm fine." His face remained serious.

"Good." Then he released me and started the car. I wanted to bring up our almost kiss from earlier, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. After tonight, there was no doubt in my mind that he loved me. But I wanted to hear him say it, and I wanted to hear it when the time was right. I didn't want to have to force the words out of his mouth.

I wasn't sure how long I would be waiting, but I was willing to. I had all the time in the world after all. Daddy was obviously furious when we got home. He already heard the story from my head and from Jacob's. Momma practically had to tie daddy down so that he didn't hunt Greg down. Emmett, to my surprise, was just as eager as daddy to get him. Jasper only stood next to me the rest of the night, making sure that I was calm. Even the Denalis were ready to go out to kill him. Garret especially. I had never known that he thought so highly of me. Marcelo, of course, got a huge kick out of the incident.

"It's like I always tell you, Nessie. You're too beautiful for your own good." I laughed. Figures he would pick a time like this to mock and tease me.

"And you're too much of an ass for your own good." He laughed at that. Yaretzi and Rafael got a kick out of that too.

The days after that kept passing by and we were confident that Vladimir and Stefan weren't coming after all. Alice still couldn't see what they were doing and there were no more newcomers. It was pushing the two month mark. I had just gotten back from school. Daddy had picked me up today. Jacob would be coming from work in about an hour. Marcelo wasn't doing anything, so I asked him to play a game of cards with me. I taught him how to play gin and we got started. I got annoyed with him after ten minutes of playing.

"You're cheating." He looked at me with fake offense on his face.

"Why would you accuse me of cheating?" I knew I was smiling, but I persisted.

"There's no way you could have won this fast and done it fairly. You're cheating." He continued to pretend to be offended.

"Nessie, Nessie, Nessie. You hurt me. I would never cheat. Especially with you." I rolled my eyes.

"You're such a liar, Marcelo." He laughed.

"So, if I'm winning, it means I'm cheating?" I nodded.

"Exactly." He laughed again.

"So does that mean if you're winning, that you're cheating as well?" I shook my head.

"No. I don't cheat."

"I'm sure you don't." He had an arrogant smirk on his face and I heard daddy hiss in the other room. I laughed lightly.

"You're such an ass, Marcelo." He laughed.

"Why do you call me such things, Renesmee, when I call you only the sweetest of pet names?" I rolled my eyes and laughed lightly.

"Because you're and arrogant man that takes no pride in important things." His face changed to mock surprise.

"So I'm arrogant yet have no pride. Please explain how I accomplish such a feat." I kept laughing. He was such a prick.

"I don't know, Marcelo, but somehow you accomplish it. Only you could ever do it." He laughed and continued to smile at me arrogantly.

"Only the finest from great men." I rolled my eyes and laughed with him.

"Shut up and cut the deck." He gave me a confused look.

"I'm sorry, Renesmee, but I'm afraid I left my knife in my other pants." I glared at him while forcing myself not to laugh.

"You know what I mean. Now shut it and cut it." His face became amazed.

"My god, she's beautiful and she can rhyme. Is there anything you can't do my dear?" I was still forcing myself not to laugh.

"Out of all the things to inherit from your mom, why couldn't it be her almost constant silence?" Marcelo gave me a fake apologetic look.

"I'm sorry, my dearest. Would I win your love if I were to remain silent?" I couldn't stop myself from laughing this time. I just couldn't. He continued to patronize me. "But if I am silent, how will I make you laugh? How will I profess my love to you?" I couldn't breathe anymore, I was laughing so hard. He just watched me laugh with that same arrogant smile always on his face. When I could finally breathe and talk, I looked at him.

"Why do you enjoy irritating me?"

"Why do you make it so easy for me to do so?" I gave him a half hearted glare in response and he kept laughing. We kept staring at each other for a few minutes. I hoped I was keeping a straight face. After a few minutes, Marcelo got tired of the silence. "You see, Nessie, this is the part of the conversation were you leap across the table and kiss me." I took the deck of cards and threw them at him. He was laughing and I was forcing myself not to laugh.

"I hate you." He didn't look discouraged.

"No you don't Renesmee, my darling. If you hated me, you wouldn't be laughing."

"That's not true." He laughed and shook his head.

"Oh silly little Renesmee. When will you stop denying your true feelings and admit that you love me?" I laughed and rolled my eyes.

"You are so full of yourself." We laughed a little longer before I stood up from my chair and started walking away. Marcelo stood up and called after me.

"You'll come back. You always do." His tone was amused and arrogant and it made me laugh. He was such a Casanova. I knew that he'd slept with women before. He admitted that the vast majority of them served to sustain him, but that wasn't necessarily the point. It was no wonder women were swayed by him, though. Under all that arrogance, he was actually pretty charming. And he was a good looking guy. The arrogance almost added to his beauty. Not by much, but it was there.

I found Emmett and Rosalie in the TV room watching the O'Reily Factor and decided to join them. I wasn't watching the O'Reily Factor, though, that was for sure. I snatched the remote from Emmett and looked through the channels to see what was on. Emmett rolled his eyes and looked at me.

"Do you ever ask before you take things?" I shook my head.

"Nope. Never." Emmett sighed and tried to grab the remote back from me, but I moved away from him. He ran around and tried to grab it, but I alluded him and he didn't get it. He started chasing me trying to get the remote. Rosalie eventually got tired of it and took the remote away from me and found an episode of Invader Zim.

"There you go Nessie." I smiled and hugged Rosalie.

"I love you, Rosalie." She smirked.

"I know." I giggled and took a seat next to her. Emmett stood behind the couch, dumbfounded.

"What the hell, Rosalie? I had the remote first."

"You have all day and night to watch the O'Reily Factor, Emmett."

"Yeah, but it's not on all fucking day and night." Rosalie rolled her eyes and looked over her shoulder at Emmett.

"Emmett, if you keep being such a baby about this, you can forget about your gift for our anniversary." Emmett looked shocked first, then he bent his head down in defeat. I shuttered to think what gift could possibly have that kind of effect on Emmett. I thought it best not to try and figure it out.

"Fine." Then he sat down next to me, putting me between them. By the end of the Invader Zim episode, I heard a car outside and I felt warm all over. I half handed half threw the remote back at Emmett and made my way to the garage. I got there when Jacob got out of his car. I ran up to him and hugged him.

"Hey, Jacob. How was work?" Jacob chuckled lightly.

"Pretty good. Andy came into work drunk out of his mind." I giggled.

"Really?" Jacob nodded into my hair.

"Really. At some points he was actually trying to grab onto something to keep from falling off of the earth." I laughed.

"That sounds like him." Jacob laughed.

"So how was your day?" I giggled and brought my hand to Jacob's face and showed him everything. Especially the game of gin with Marcelo. Jacob growled under his breath at that one. "I really hate him." I gave him an amused look of confusion.

"Why? He's not so bad. You just need to learn to appreciate his type of humor." Jacob rolled his eyes.

"Nessie, you told him that you weren't interested in him but he keeps making passes at you." I shrugged.

"I know. But I blow them off as jokes and in the end we both have a good laugh. I don't like him like that, so it doesn't really matter."

"Yes, it does matter. He's an obnoxious, arrogant, self centered Casanova. And he wants you even more because he can't have you." I laughed lightly.

"Why does this bother you so much?" I knew why. He was jealous. He would never admit that, though.

"It just does." I giggled and hugged him tighter.

"Well, don't let it bother you. Marcelo and I are just friends and that's all we'll ever be. You hear me?" Jacob laughed lightly and kissed the top of my head.

"I hear you." After a few minutes of just hugging, I finally let go of Jacob and pulled him with me into the house.

After a few hours, I started getting tired. But daddy didn't tell me to go to bed. Instead, he ran to Nahuel and told him something that I didn't hear. He'd mumbled it. Daddy's face looked disturbed. Something was very wrong. I looked at momma and she looked at daddy. She didn't know what was wrong either. She ran over to daddy and started mumbling questions to him. He only told her that she would find out soon. A few minutes later, I heard several footsteps outside and I smelled several scents that I didn't recognize. Then I heard those footsteps walk onto our porch and knock on the door. Daddy sighed and ran to the door. Everyone was standing at attention now as daddy answered the door. I froze when I saw Vladimir and Stefan walk into the house. They were followed by six others. They had heartbeats, but they were much faster than a human's. And they were too beautiful to be human.

"You took your time, didn't you?" Daddy didn't even try to be polite. He knew what was happening already. He wanted Vladimir and Stefan to explain it to us. I was curious about the six people with them. They were all young. The oldest looking one looked no older than eleven or twelve. I knew what they were. There was no doubt in my mind. But why had Vladimir and Stefan brought them here?

"We do apologize, Edward. But, you see, it was not easy to get them here." Daddy rolled his eyes.

"Do you have any idea what you've done? You've just made us accomplices to kidnapping." Stefan rolled his eyes and Vladimir huffed an arrogant laugh.

"Hardly. They came willingly. In fact, they're the ones that decided to escape Volterra. We merely found them shortly after they did so." Volterra? Why were they in Volterra. Carlisle walked up to Edward.

"Edward, what is going on? Who are these people?" Vladimir smiled evilly and Stefan responded.

"These children are the spawn of the Voulturi Guard." Everyone in the room except daddy went wide eyed. Carlisle was fighting for his composure at this point.

"Come again."

"They are the spawn of the Voulturi Guard." They both said in unison. Stefan turned to them and introduced them to us one by one. Starting with the eldest of the group.

"This is Dante. He is Demetri's son. As his father is a tracker, so Dante is immune to trackers. He is the child that can't be found." Dante walked front and center and bowed his head respectfully at Carlisle and the others. He was handsome. And now that I really looked at him, he looked so much like his father. He had short brown hair and an angelic face that held a hint of the masculinity is would soon have. He was already very muscular and had a hard face that made you know that Demetri was his father. Vladimir introduced the next one. The one that looked to me slightly younger than the first.

"This beautiful girl is Amadora. She is Afton's daughter and has the power to create solid matter. It's quite remarkable actually." He looked at her and she nodded. She closed her eyes and before our eyes, the air seemed to become a solid block. Vladimir laughed maniacally. "Truly amazing." Vladimir touched her shoulder, and the block disappeared as quickly as it had appeared.

I didn't remember what her father looked like, but she was still a sight to see. She had the bluest eyes I had ever seen and her hair was a pale blonde that shined even without the sun and she had a shy, innocent looking face. She almost looked scared. She bowed her head politely and immediately took a place behind Dante. Stefan introduced two other members.

"These are the twins, Armando and Octavia, fathered by Corin. They hold the gift of time. Armando can make time go forward, and Octavia can make time go backwards." Stefan made a quick move to throw one of Esme's vases to the floor. He then looked at Octavia and she nodded her head. We could actually see the vase going backwards as it went back to its original spot. Armando then made the object go back to the ground the exact way that Stefan had pushed it. Octavia then undid it again. Vladimir spoke next.

"The only unfortunate thing is that they can only do this with inanimate objects and it has to have been done during the time they've been alive. They can't undo things that happened before they were born." They both nodded their heads.

They looked exactly the same. Armando was simply taller and more masculine. They both had dark brown hair and had deep brown eyes with looks of constant nervousness and anticipation. They looked no older than eight. Vladimir spoke again.

"And finally, the ever loved daughter of Felix, Lia. She is the youngest and the favorite of the Voulturi Dhampir children. She has the power to turn you human." Everyone stared at her in shock. She looked like Felix, there was no question of it. She didn't have the confidence that her father had though. She looked no older than five. She was timid and extremely jittery. She looked as if she were scared she would be attacked at any moment. Vladimir and Stefan looked at her and she nodded.

What she did next surprised us all. She walked over to my daddy and touched his hand with her smaller hand. The look on daddy's face frightened momma and she clutched onto daddy for dear life, scared that something was wrong. Then, I heard something from daddy I had never heard before. A heartbeat. We all watched in horror as daddy's face gained color and started breathing harder. He actually yelled in pain from the tight grasp momma had on his shoulder. Momma immediately let go. By the time the transformation was over, daddy was fully human. He had blemishes and human imperfections that hadn't cursed his face before. His skin had a pinkish color that came from a beating heart. And his eyes were an emerald green that put its gem counterpart to shame. Despite being human, daddy was just as beautiful as ever. Vladimir nodded his head in approval.

"Very good. You may let go of him now Lia." With that, Lia let go of daddy, and he turned back to his original self in an instant. No longer with a beating heart, pinkish tint and those mesmerizing green eyes. Carlisle didn't bother to hide his furry anymore.

"Have you any idea what you've done?" Stefan and Vladimir laughed maniacally. All the children ran behind Dante in fear. Stefan answered.

"Relax. The Voulturi won't know they're here. Dante is immune to trackers and he has us all in his shield. They won't find them."

"At least, not right away." Vladimir added. Carlisle was fuming.

"I want them out of here! I won't have them endanger my family!"

"But you're the only ones who can help us!" Everyone gave their attention to Dante. His voice was small, but still commanding. It was the voice of a boy that would be a bass one day. "We came to you because we know that your coven are the only ones that can help us now." Daddy held Carlisle back. Jasper was immediately at Carlisle's side, calming him down. I got up from the couch and ran to them. Dante was about my height, but he still looked younger than me. I looked into his brown eyes.

"What do you need us for?" Dante never took his eyes off me.

"Aro and Caius had us created for the sole purpose of gaining more power. But we've caused a great deal of friction amongst the Voulturi, so Aro was planning to kill us off, so we ran away before he could."

"But why do you need our help?" Dante sighed.

"Because you're the only coven that's ever been able to intimidate Aro and Caius. If we have any hope of living, we need your power again. And we will give you our power as well, making your coven all the stronger." Everyone looked at Dante and the others. We were iffy about them. Carlisle, who had finally gained back his composure, sighed and walked closer to Dante.

"You're asking a great deal from us. We only had that power because of the friends we'd brought on our side. And they were here only on the understanding that they would simply be witnesses." Garret interrupted Carlisle.

"Most. But a lot of us agreed to stand by your side and fight. Siobhan and her coven did. So did Ben and Tia from Amun's coven. Zafrina and her coven agreed to fight. And you know that you can always count on us, Carlisle." Carlisle sighed. Esme walked up to Carlisle and embraced him in a loving hug.

"We should help them, Carlisle." Carlisle looked over his shoulder at Esme. He turned in her arms and brought her closer to him in a warm embrace.

"Esme, I called all those vampires to save my granddaughter. I don't know if I can summon people knowing they would be risking their lives for children that Aro created out of greed."

"Please." We all looked at the person who made the voice. It was a high, sweet, soprano that made you think of bubble gum and gummy bears. It was Lia who spoke. She looked scared to talk, but determined all the same. "Please." Dante put his hand on her shoulder and brought her back to his side. Daddy sighed and looked at Carlisle.

"We won't bother calling on Alistair. But we can try to get a hold of Zafrina and her coven. Siobhan too." Edward looked at Jasper. "How open do you think Peter and Charlotte will be with the idea?" Jasper shook his head, simply for our benefit.

"Peter made it clear that he doesn't ever want to deal with the Voulturi again." Daddy nodded his head. Dante spoke up again.

"Look. I know that helping us isn't exactly something that any of you want to do. Especially with what Aro and the Voulturi have done and put you through." Dante looked at all his siblings, then back at us. "But I won't let Aro kill us. We've been nothing if not obedient to him until now." Armando spoke next, his sister standing right next to him.

"We're tired of Aro and Caius. They don't care about our lives. They figure we are disposable and we've had enough of it." Amadora spoke next.

"Please say you'll help us." Daddy and Carlisle looked around to see everyone's faces. By now, everyone in the room, even Jacob, were nodding their heads. Carlisle looked at everyone with pleading eyes, asking if we were sure. No one faltered. Carlisle sighed, then faced the children.

"Alright Dante. We'll help you."