Come What May

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Twilight, t is all the property of S.M…lucky girl!

Special thanks goes out to Jennifer V, for editing the original Unexpected awakenings. As this sequel takes off I will be uploading the chapters she has painstakingly repaired of all flaws, she is amazing!

(This chapter has not been beta'd…so don't judge me too harshly.)

This story is going to come out with a chapter whenever I can muster it…because for the first time ever I have no desire to write what I am writing….and it is like pulling teeth. If it only has a few followers, I will actually stop writing it. I will do what I can especially when other plots are running amuck in my brain begging to be written…here goes…you take what you get.

Chapter #

Emma's POV (what…you knew it had to come at some point)

I could not believe what they were doing…on a plane. If I hadn't known that uncle Jasper had no control on what was going on, I would have been disgusted…even my parents were going at it. Like my brothers, I just stared ahead, or gazed off out the window trying to pretend that nothing was happening a few rows away.

But it was everywhere…

The men were gawking at the flight attendants, the woman were gazing at our father and uncles…even at our aunts…When this sort of thing took place, genders didn't need to play a role, all that needed to happen was that someone's subconscious picked up on the lust that Uncle Jasper was exuding, and they were lost. So it began, those who were less conformed by society admired everyone within sight that they found attractive, while those more restricted only allowed their minds to fantasize about what they felt was safe…and it led to a large hormonal melting pot…for humans it was bad, for vampires it was compounded…I had no idea why our parents didn't realize that we would feel the effects, perhaps they were too occupied to really care.

I huffed and kicked at the seat in front of me, drawing the attention of my brothers, who were clenching their jaws with the effort to remain in control. I turned to Matthew and begged him to try and hone Jasper's gift down, but all he could do was shake his head in dismay, his gift amplified, not diminished another's powers.

Unable to remain in my seat, I yanked at my belt, and stalked down the aisle. I could hear my brother's hot on my heels, following my lead as I moved away from the lust ridden first class section, instead making my way to the far back economy class. I was beyond grateful that we were flying on one of those two leveled planes because as I kept moving I felt the intensity of Jasper's emotional boost easing up.

Perhaps moving Matthew away from the situation should have been done sooner, before our family had embarrassingly made fools of themselves. I could almost feel Masen relax as we made our way to the back, lower section of the plane where we searched out seats that had not been filled.

"I can't wait to get to Volterra!" I huffed impatiently glancing at their faces to see if they might be feeling the same way I was.

"You can say that again." Masen muttered under his breath and he unfolded his long frame into the more confined seat.

"I second that!" Matthew said with a chuckle. I rolled my eyes at him, he was eternally pleasant and I had yet to see him lose his patience in any situation, it was sometimes irritating, but only because I envied his ability to get over what tended to bother everyone else.

"I can't wait for our new life to start…hopefully no more of this ' we must protect the children' stuff from mom and dad…it must mean that they think we are grown up enough to finally begin to lead our own lives." Masen said with a grin spreading across his face.

"Or that they have a whole new country to embarrass us in." I couldn't help but blurt out, causing Masen to groan and Matthew to chuckle.

"They're just trying to look out for us." Matthew said lightly. His tone was light and understanding, and his eyes shone with a glint as he glanced out of the window for a moment. I rolled my eyes once more but smiled despite myself at my brother, the optimist, the polar opposite of our father.

"Sure they are, as long as they can have some control over it." I joked half heartedly.

I was tired of being sheltered…tired of being a part of the precious prophecy…I just wanted to be me. I turned my eyes towards the window, letting my focus turn to the clouds that slid over the wings of the large plane, ignoring the background noises that could still be heard from the other level with our keen hearing.

I let my mind sink into the complex layers of the clouds, relishing in the way they constantly moved and changed from one millisecond to the next as they morphed in shape and size, widening elongating, doing whatever they felt the need to do as their molecules propelled them. That was what I wanted. To be free to move and change as I desired, not just to be the gifted daughter of the Cullen family…I wanted to be me.

I let my eyes follow along the whites, grays and blues as they rolled over one another, a seething mass of shades. I watched, seeing how each droplet of water swelled and burgeoned as it joined another as they waited to fall down as rain, providing the earth with needed precipitation as they did what they were made to do.

What was I made to do?

I bit my lip and glanced at my brothers, grateful as always that they did not have our father's ability to read minds. Would they think I was weak to worry about how I belonged? Did they want to be more than the answer to a prophecy made centuries before they were born? I did. I wanted to be free to roam down streets without a shadow nearby ensuring that I was safe. Allowed to come and go as I wished. Allowed to stop and look at people to figure out what I desired…to not be that little girl any more. I was grown up, a woman…and it was time that I had the chance to be what I was. I was determined to begin that life in Volterra. What my parents dreaded, I reveled in. This was going to be my beginning.

Masen's POV

Really? On a plane…with hundreds of people…and we were the ones who needed watching. Yeah right Uncle Em…subtle as shit. I slumped in my seat as my siblings quietly occupied themselves. Emma was gazing out the window while Matthew pulled out his I-pad and continued his endless research on the history of Volterra.

"Did you know that Volterra has been an official city since…" Matthew chattered away about details I didn't care about. I shook my head, the only response he needed to continue on about the city that was our destination. Volterra this…Volterra that. I didn't care about Volterra to be honest.

I just wanted life to move on. I wanted to be around others like us that weren't family..others that I could talk to, that I could look at. Women that I wasn't related to. I groaned at the excitement that spiked inside me at the idea, of a city filled with vampire women that I could freely admire. I was excited, but also angry that Uncle Jasper has let his ability start the trip off on a sour note. As If I didn't have a hard enough time whenever I was around women, but to have to feel the heightened impact of his ability when I was already feeling over whelmed was driving me mad.

I shifted in the uncomfortable seats, shifting once more as I tried to get comfortable while Matthew continued to tell me about festivals that took place in the place that was soon to be our new home. I was thankful for something to take my mind off of the way the women in the first class section had been eyeing me when I had glanced across the isle. With that reminder I rolled my shoulders and turned to my brother, trying to actually focus on what he was saying.

".wear red cloaks as part of the traditional…" Yeah, it was going to be a long flight.

Matthew's POV

This was going to be the most exciting trip ever. There was so much to see. So much to touch, smell and taste, and none of it would be like anything we had ever felt. I think that I am excited enough for the three of us, but it is hard to tell as Emma is quiet and Masen keeps shifting in his seat.

I know they are uncomfortable with what happened upstairs…but 'C'est la vie!'…right? I could not help but smile as I thought about it, it was rather funny, albeit uncomfortable…but it wasn't just uncle Jasper's fault. Family incidents sort of just happened with our family so you were better off just dealing with it and getting on with living, so that is what I would do.

I skimmed the information loaded on my i-pad, and started talking to Masen about some of the cool festivals and celebrations that were celebrated in Volterra. I wasn't sure how much he was listening, but at least I didn't feel like I was talking to myself. He nodded and made non committal grunts when I asked him questions, so he had to be listening, at least a little.

I was so excited, a whole city interwoven with vampires. I couldn't wait to see how they lived with the humans…the two parts of my world brought together in one place. This was going to be so amazing!