"Just calm down!" Alice hissed. I was staring up at her unbelievingly.

I took a deep breath and stared up at her.

"What in the heck are you talking about?" I said severely. I wasn't angry with Alice—it was hard to—it was just that I was so…frustrated by her words. It was like my own nightmares were becoming reality and I couldn't stop it. That kind of feeling.

"If we go to Volterra to get Damien back you cannot come with us." She said firmly.

"But I—"

"No 'buts' Morgan. You are not allowed to go. If Aro gets you…I don't know what'll happen. And, quite frankly, I don't want to think about it. I'll talk to Carlisle and arrange that he, Emmett, Rose, and Jasper go to Volterra. Esme will most likely stay here with you—as well as I— and Edward will stay with Bella at her home but check in every once in a while. Morgan, it's up to you to protect the homestead. Got it?" Alice said.

"But—"

"I'm going to go talk to Carlisle…okay?" Alice said looking at me with a sad expression on her face.

"Alright…" I whispered.

Just breathe, Morgan. Everything will be alright. We will get Damien back, no matter what. I could keep telling myself this, but as every hour ticked by, it was getting harder and harder to believe.

Alice's Point of View:

"Of course," Carlisle said, answering my question if we could immediately take action and go retrieve Damien.

Not that I really minded, but, how many times are we going to do this?

"Now I was planning—" I began, and then stopped. Edward. I needed Edward to be here to know of our plan. Right on cue, he strolled into the living room; hands stuffed into his pockets.

"You want me to stay here and protect Bella in case one of the Volturi tries to come here?" he asked.

Geez, I hated it when he did that. I kept my mouth shut before a mean comment slipped out of my mouth. I was so stressed, but, Damien mattered to us. We were going to get him back.

"Yes," I answered. "Just remember to—"

"Check up on them everyone once in a while? Gotcha." He said.

"Where's Morgan?" I heard Rosalie whisper to Emmett.

"Still up in her room," I answered.

"Oh," she said quietly.

"So, if it sounds good to Carlisle, I was planning on Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper, and Carlisle I to go and get Damien. Carlisle can try to reason with Aro. We will not leave without Damien. Esme and I will stay with Morgan. We cannot risk Aro getting a hold of Morgan as well as Damien. Aro only got Damien to lure Morgan back."

"I like this plan!" Emmett said.

I nodded briefly in his direction, but my main focus was on Carlisle. We sorely needed this plan to be executed without any hitches.

"I think you've thought this out well, Alice." Carlisle said.

Morgan came down the stairs quickly. Her eyes were black—from not hunting in a while—and I could tell that she was going to argue.

"Morgan, we can't let you—"

"No. I'm going. I have to get Damien back. I'm coming with you!" she cried. I cringed. I felt so bad for her! Losing Damien so quickly, on their wedding day…Aro—or someone in the Volturi—was going to pay for this.

"Morgan," Edward said, sighing, "You can't come. If Aro got control of your power…who knows what would happen? You'll have to stay here."

But, apparently, Morgan wasn't taking no for an answer.

"It'll be at least 48 hours until we leave," I whispered to Carlisle in a voice so low Morgan wouldn't be able to hear it.

Morgan shot one last glare my way and stormed out the door.

"I need to be alone for a while!" she hissed at Edward and me when we stepped forward to make sure she wasn't going to run out and jump into the car.

I sighed. Morgan… Would she recover from this? Even if we got Damien back?

"Should we follow her…?" Jasper asked.

I shook my head.

"She needs to be alone," I said.

"But, Edward, read her thoughts. Make sure she doesn't go anywhere." I said. Edward nodded.

But, I was pondering something. Would it be good if Morgan went with them to get Damien? I quickly dismissed the thought and thought of my original answer.

Aro cannot get his hands on Morgan. Ever.

Morgan's Point of View:

Damien…please come back to me! They won't let me come…so hopefully you'll be alright. Who knows what they Volturi will do. Just please come back!

I wasn't about to cry about this. Oh, no, I was prepared to go down to Volterra and rip their throats out!

I exhaled sharply. I wasn't normally like this, thinking so violently. It was just that…it was unforgivable what they had done to Damien—us.

Taking him from me on our wedding day? Who did they think they are?

I glared up at the sky and swore vengeance.

No more waiting. Damien, I am coming for you.