"At least I know what they were trying to keep from me now…" I muttered to myself.

This is so…you know what? I can't even describe it. Why after all this time?! Why now of all times? Why wouldn't they just come and kill me before I fell in love? Why did I have to lose Damien after I got him back? It's always one thing after another! Was this fate or just bad luck?

It wasn't fair! I know little in life is, but…why do these things constantly keep happening time after time? Was there no justice in this world?!

I heard a knock on the door. I stayed silent for a moment, trying to decipher who it was.
"Morgan?"

"Come in, Damien…" I said, unlocking the door.

"Why was the door locked? Is everything all right?"

How could you keep something like this from me?!? I wanted to scream at him. But I knew I couldn't.

"Uh…yes. Of course."

He rolled his eyes and laughed humorlessly. "Honestly, Morgan. Do you really expect me to believe that? Don't you think I know enough about you now to know when something is wrong?"

I sighed.

"I know, but Damien, nothing is wrong! Okay?"

"But—"

"What were you talking about down there anyway?" I asked, now pinning the guilt-trip on him.

His eyes lowered to the ground. "Nothing just discussing how the trip went."

Liar!

"Oh really?"

"Yes." Damien insisted.

"Okay, Damien."

He looked hopeful for a moment. I could almost see the words escaping his mouth: "You're giving up?"

No. I wasn't. I wasn't done. Yet.

"We both know that you're lying." I said.

"What? What would I be lying about?"

"We both know what it is, Damien."

"Morgan, I assure you I am not lying."

"Oh my God, Damien! Stop lying to me! You were talking about the nomads and how they were planning to kill me!" I cried.

"What…? How did you know?! Who told you?!" Damien shouted.

"I HEARD you!"

Damien sighed. "How could we be so careless?"

"No! I do have a right to know, you know! It's my life in danger! You should've told me!"

"What alternative did we have? We though telling you would make your life more miserable knowing everything that's happened to us!"

"But…"

"I'm sorry, Morgan."

"Hey, Damien. Since Jasper, Emmett, Rose and Edward are home we can talk about—"

I glared at Alice; who was entering the room.

"Oh, Morgan! Could I borrow Damien for a second? Nothing major I—"

"She knows, Alice." Damien said.

"Knows? Knows what?" Alice said, looking at Damien with menacing eyes.

"About the nomads. She figured it out."

"What?! How?!"

"She apparently was spying on us." Damien looked at me coolly.

I rolled my eyes.

"Oh." Alice said.

"Yes, 'oh'. This means, Alice, that she could be even in more danger than she already was!!"

Alice stayed silent. "Well…"

"Well what?! I don't want my wife to get hurt any longer!"

I smiled faintly at Damien. He loved me more than I knew.

"We can protect her, Damien. Two of them and how many of us? But as I've said before, it is troubling to know that the male may have more powers than we realize. And we also must find out why the female is somewhat human. Maybe Morgan could still have kids." Alice said looking at me.

I suddenly became very uncomfortable. To say the least.

I cleared my throat.

"Why do they even want to kill me…?" I asked, desperately trying to change the subject.

"Aww! Look at her! She's embarrassed about the thought of having kids!" Alice erupted in laughter.

"S-shut up! I am not!"

Damien looked at me with one eyebrow raised.

If he asks me about this later, I swear I will MURDER Alice…

I shook my head at him, begging for him to shut Alice up.

"Alice, can we please try not to get off topic here?" Damien interjected.

Alice—slowly—regained her composure. "Of course. Sorry."

"I'm not exactly sure, but they seemed like they had a grudge against animal blood-drinking vampires. Or vampires in general, I'm not sure."

"But it isn't exactly EASY to kill us. Do you think they kill human blood-drinkers as well?"

"Probably." Alice said coolly.

I sighed. "Well what can we do?" I asked.

"Protect you, of course." Damien said, wrapping his arm around my waist and kissing my cheek.

"But…what if—"

"What if we can't? Now Morgan, do you have little faith in us?" Alice said.

I sighed. "You never know for sure, you know…"

"That's why we have an extra ability on our side!"

I looked up at Alice, my face showing a confused look.

She sighed and grinned. She tapped her head. "Seeing the future? I'm more than positive this power will come in handy later on."

"Well, that's true."

"See, Morgan? We'll be fine!! I assure you, nothing at all will happen to you."

"Are you—?"

"Positive." Alice said, interrupting me.

I sighed. "If you're sure…"

"Morgan. Please. You're going to be FINE. Trust us for once, please??"

I nodded.

"Thank you." Alice said exasperatedly.

"I'm going to uh…go to my room." I muttered.

Damien looked at me. I motioned for him to follow me.

He nodded.

After I was upstairs with Damien following me I sighed.

"What did you want to talk about?" he asked.

I shrugged.

"Are you really nervous about what Alice said?" he asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You know, about having kids?"

"Oh," I said, laughing it off. I hope I didn't sound as nervous as I sounded.

"I wouldn't pressure you, Morgan. You know that."

"I know…I don't know why I freaked out. I guess it's because you kn0w, we're married and all…"

He chuckled. "Still."

"I know, I know…"

I plopped down on the new couch—which I had bought recently—and smiled at Damien.

"I love you…" I murmured.

"I love you, too…" he said softly, bending over to kiss my forehead.

I heard a low growl come from downstairs. Damien shot upright—and abruptly ending our kiss.

"Damien!!" I heard Alice shout.

"Should I go down there and help?" Damien called back.

I assumed that the nomads had come.

"No, we can handle this. Just protect Morgan!"

I looked out my window and saw something I was dreading to see. The two vampires—the man and woman—walking up the driveway. But…with a TON of different vampires behind them. And they didn't look too friendly, either.