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Jacob's POV

Chapter 18

I pulled out two jumpers from the baby bag. One purple, one pink. They had been packed along with various other baby supplies. Nessie insisted that she bring them along. I felt of the soft cotton and looked up at the plane's beige ceiling. I didn't know how much longer I could take being away from my daughters, cooped up on this plane.

I glanced back down at the tiny clothes I held in my hands. I noticed a small orange stain on Rachel's. Suddenly I remembered how it got there. The twins were only a week old and Nessie was feeding them…

"Yum, yum, right, Allysen?" Nessie cooed as she spooned another bite of yams. Allysen swallowed quickly and squealed with delight. Nessie laughed. "Now your turn, Rachel!"

Rachel pursed her lips and whined. She wasn't much of a fan of mashed yams. Neither was I. Yet, Nessie still scooped a bite of food and pushed it towards Rachel's little mouth.

"Eh!" Rachel protested. She shook her head every time Nessie approached her face.

"Oh, Rachel! Stop fighting it! I know you're hungry!" Nessie said. "Come on, now! Open up the tunnel; Here comes the train! Choo! Choo!"

"Nessie, she doesn't like yams. How many times do I have to tell you?" I explained with a sigh and sat down at the table. I noticed the newspaper laying out and decided to give a look at it.

"Hush, Jacob. Just because you don't like them doesn't mean she won't" Nessie retorted, still trying to stuff Rachel's face.

"Fine then. But don't be mad when I say I told you so," I said, focused on the paper. I was reading about the Mariners and their season opener when all of the sudden I heard a loud clang.

"UGH!" Nessie yelled, standing up quickly. I dropped my paper and gasped. Rachel had slapped the spoon out of Nessie's hand and flipped the bowl of yams on her too. I tried to contain my laughter.

"Ra-chel!" Nessie cried.

Rachel just gurgled, completely aware of her mess. Nessie still was standing, hands out in disgust. She looked at me, mouth hanging.

"Well don't just sit there! Help me!" she demanded. I smiled and reached for a towel. As I was wiping her shirt, I looked up at her.

"What?" she questioned, almost angry. I grinned wider.

"Told you so," I answered and Nessie smacked my head.

I laughed quietly at the recent memory. Nessie stirred slightly, but fell back into unconsciousness. I cleaned her face from the last remnants of tears. She had cried herself to sleep soon after she figured out about Jane's little tests. I felt the anger begin to bubble in my stomach, but I contained myself so Nessie could sleep.

I took another good look at my daughter's clothing. So small and delicate, just like they were. I pulled the outfits to my face and inhaled their sweet scent. They smelled slightly like baby powder and flowers. I smiled and tilted my head back. Slowly my smile faded. I felt tears forming in my eyes.

My heart ached all the way to its core. My chest felt hollow, like some thing was missing. A crucial piece gone that was necessary for my survival. I began to shake with sobs that shook Nessie and me both. Her eyes fluttered open and she immediately sat up. Concern filled her eyes.

"Shh, Jacob," she pulled me into a hug. Her petite arms didn't even circle me entire body. She crawled into my lap and started humming. "I promise we'll get them. We'll get them and kill the Volturi as well. Soon we'll be a big happy family again." Her voice cracked on the last word and she started to shake too.

I pushed her up to see her face. Her eyes were squinted and tears were popping out of them quickly. Still teary eyed, I took her face in my hands and wiped the tears away with my thumbs.

"I-I just don't understand, Jacob," she blubbered. "Why would they want to cause us so much pain? What do they want from us? They're just babies!"

"I don't know," I answered. I had stopped crying by now. Nessie fell into my chest, and I wrapped my big arms around her. I laid my head on her golden-brown head and kissed it.

"What if they want to fight, Jacob?" she asked, her voice muffled. I pulled my head up.

"What about it? I'm ready to fight," I answered, anger mounting. Nessie raised up again.

"I know you are, but people could get hurt, Jacob. Like our family," she went on. I looked out the window, thinking. I saw the twinkling lights of a city. We were descending, so I guessed we were approaching Volterra. I looked back to Nessie. Her face was twisted with anguish and worry. Her brow was furrowed and her eyes had deep purple rings underneath. I kissed her forehead.

"Nessie, I think we all are willing to fight. The twins are family. No one would leave them behind. Plus, the Volturi have been misusing their authority for too long now. Somebody's gotta step up to them," I reassured her. She was a nervous wreck. Suddenly the plane jolted and Nessie slid back and almost hit the seat. Her eyes widened and she gasped. I caught her and looked up as Esme exited the pilot's cabin.

"Good morning, everyone. We are landing in Volterra momentarily. It is currently three in the morning, so covering ourselves won't be an issue," she explained. By covering themselves, I knew she meant their skin. "Please everyone get ready to exit the plane."

Everyone began to shuffle around, packing up their belongings and such. I opened the hatch above and pulled down our bags. I looked down at Nessie who was curled up, still staring out the window. She had her face resting in the middle of her knees with a sorrowful expression. I sat our bags down and plopped down next to her. She didn't move from her crouched position.

"Come on, Ness. It's time to leave," I patted her arm and she slowly turned her head to face me. I nodded and she let her legs down. I took her hand and helped her stand up. She grabbed a bag and followed me to the plane's door.

The entire family was standing in a line at the plane's exit. Edward was up front, unlatching the locks to open the door. Carlisle and Esme joined the line behind us as the exited the pilot's cabin. Edward loosened the last latch and pushed the door open easily. Everyone quickly filed down the staircase outside.

As we came to the opening, I sucked in a breath of fresh air. It felt so refreshing after staying inside for a good ten hours. I felt Nessie's body rise up and down as she pulled in a breath. She closed her eyes and was perfectly still. I hated to ruin her peace, but Carlisle had gotten a limo on top of a private jet, just for this trip. And the limo was about to leave.

I tugged on her hand and she abruptly opened her eyes. I smiled at her to ease her pain, and she forced a smile in return. I gently told her to go ahead and get in the car. I would put the bags up. She nodded and Alice and Bella linked arms with her. I watched them climb in as I stuffed our bags in the spacious trunk.

Once I had everything packed in the car, I paced for one of the passenger doors. I quickly pulled the handle and hopped in. Everyone stared at me, me being the last person to enter the car. I took a vacant seat next to Renesmee and Seth, and I nodded towards Edward.

He called out, "Okay Carlisle. All set." And we proceeded to leave the Italian airport. After a few moments of silent driving, I looked at Renesmee's face. She was still gloomy, almost blank. I took her hand and intertwined our fingers. Because she was in pain, so was I.

"Aro is expecting us around three in the afternoon," Carlisle called. "He said he was so very pleased we were visiting." I could see through his mirror how he rolled his eyes.

Suddenly, Alice froze up. She stared into space for a few moments. Jasper clutched her hand and asked, "What is it, Alice? What do you see?"

She shuddered at her vision and she glanced around the vehicle. I felt Nessie tense and scoot around in her seat. I rubbed the back of her hand to calm her.

"I see a new face," she began. "There is a new addition to the Volturi. His name is Theophilus. From what I can see, he is very different from the rest. He has an extraordinary power. It pains me to discuss what it is…" Alice bit her lip and stared at the floorboard.

"What is it, Alice?" Emmett boomed. I could see Carlisle glancing at everyone through his mirror. Renesmee was on the edge of her seat now.

"Well, he was asked to join them as a counteract to us," she started, still staring at the floor. What did that mean? A "counteract?"

"His poweris similar to Bella's, except his cancels hers out," Edward explained. "They plan to use him against us."

Everyone gasped. They were planning to fight. Or at least they were willing to. Renesmee whimpered as she clung to my arm. I looked to Bella. Her face was distressed, almost shameful. It was like she knew she could be of no service if we were to fight.

"We'll never get them back," Rosalie whined into Emmett's arm.

"Shut up, Rose. Have faith," Edward snapped. Renesmee began to shake and cry again. I put an arm around her and rubbed her shoulder.

"Here we are," Esme declared, obviously trying to change the subject. We had pulled into the huge parking lot of a monstrous hotel. It was white with a brick driveway circling it. It towered in the night sky with only a few twinkling lights on it. I gazed as I climbed out of the long limo. Still in space, I flinched when something heavy smashed my foot. I snapped my head up to see Emmett pulling out suitcases left and right.

"My bad," he said, still furiously yanking at luggage. It was around five in the morning now, so we were bustling to beat the sun. I took Renesmee's hand and pulled her out of her depressed trance. I rolled a bag in front of her and she blankly took hold of it. Emmett launched the last bag out of the limo and slammed the trunk door.

"Let's go," Carlisle declared, starting for the hotel's main entrance. We all followed in a little huddle behind him. I looked down to Nessie's troubled face. She came across as blank and lacking response, but on the inside she was fighting a raging war with emotional turmoil. I sighed and thought about how tomorrow this would all end. Either good or bad it would end. I just prayed that it might be the first choice.

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