Come What May

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

I think I can officially say I'm back on track…

Edward's POV

What?

I would like to say that this was some sort of sick , cosmic prank, but the very real thoughts emanating from both Alec and Emma dashed those hopes.

Alec was beyond taken, the moment his eyes locked upon Emma's. His mind blanked of all thoughts with the exception of one singular trend.

Mine…

All he knew was that in his mind she was his and he wanted to be hers and how thoroughly she owned each and every part of him. I wanted to bristle at the possessive trend of his thinking, but I knew that it was a part of our ingrained programming. I thought of Bella the same way, but that didn't make the idea of someone feeling that way about my only daughter any easier to take. She was my daughter…mine and Bella's, she belong to us…with us…not him.

I saw Emma's distress and for a moment I rallied joyfully assuming the bond was one sided, it was rare, but it had happened a handful of times throughout vampire history that while one vampire felt the bond that eternally bound then to another, that the other half of the pair felt nothing. It was rare and horrifying, for once it happened there was no reversing it for the vampire who was linked.

While I didn't relish the thought of any other vampire being forced into a life of having to watch the vampire they were bound to go about their life, seeking out their own love and adventure in a torturous, twisted immortal life long sentence of misery. I did temporarily cheer mentally that perhaps Emma was free of the binding bond of a mate until she chose one for herself at a later time.

As she calmed under the influence of Masen's words, her distress became tempered and her thoughts soothed as she regarded the young vampire. Her thoughts became of a similar tenure to his, regarding him and allowing herself to feel the way his very being completed hers. I was both bothered and joyful for her.

I did not take it personally that she felt that Bella and I treated her as a child, that she wanted to rebel. We had realized that we had sheltered our children somewhat and had vowed to back off now that they were here, while still staying close enough to watch out for them at a distance.

I clenched my fingers around the slender digits of my wife's hand as I realized perhaps Emma felt that coddling more than I'd realized. I felt Bella's hand squeeze mine in a silent response. I knew she was more distressed by Emma's emotions regarding our parenting, but she too felt that it was time to allow them to grow and become the adults they were capable of becoming….you can only teach them so much before they need to create their own lessons…right?

I was leery of the man that had bonded to her. While I was able to clearly read in Alec's mind what he felt for her, and his intentions, it was hard not to allow past interactions I'd had with Alec to color my opinions of him. He was the flesh and bone brother of Jane, a vicious, unbalanced witch that had tortured numerous beings with her ability to inflict pain…I had even had the displeasure to feel her ability for myself. Alec had been a part of the Volturi before the uprising and had always seemed to be dedicated to his sister.

The only thing that was preventing me from voicing my displeasure about the fact that this former Volturi member child was the fact that this same vampire had taken his own sister's life when she had endangered our family…perhaps some deep seated awareness that his future mate was in danger had been in place even then? I would have to sit and talk over this with Alec at a future time to see how he recollected the event to see if my suspicions held any merit.

Alec had felt he had no alternative but to end his sister's life only a few short years after the return to Volterra. Marcus had to explain the details to us over the phone as we had not been present in Volterra at the time the killing took place.

Jane, after having been cleared of all her memories by the children when the attack had happened at our home in America, returned to Volterra as quiet and meek as a lamb. It wasn't long however before she began to change into a more violent individual, much worse than her former self. She came up with new plans to cause pain and suffering once more…It seemed that even with Emma, Masen and Matthew's skills to heal and fix could not repair what is inherently evil.

Jane had become prone to fits of rage, voicing bouts of jealousy aimed at our children, unbeknownst to us. She had told those who would listen to her tirades, how much she hated the way the half breed children were treated like royalty.

It had been Alec who discovered his sister was planning to travel to the states to harm the trio he had been fighting to protect and when he could not dissuade her from her attack to the point where it ended in a physical confrontation between siblings, he ended up having to take her life.

I was sure it was not a task he took lightly but I needed to be sure that his bond to my daughter was as true as it could be…I would not allow her to be bound falsely. I knew of one way to solve my concern.

"Marcus?" I asked softly, catching his eye. He raised his eyes to mine, quirking an eyebrow at me dim and film covered, but as perceptive as ever and even in the milky depths I saw understanding of what I was asking from him.

He nodded slightly and I delved myself into his mind, focusing on what he was seeing at this very moment.

I was looking for something that Marcus had once told me he had only ever seen with my family, and with those connected to us…if Alec was truly Emma's mate then their bond should exist visibly through Marcus's eyes. I watched as he gaze swung past those gathered around. Hues of orange, green, blue, and red swam past my eyes as he focused on the couple who were now standing so close to one another that they were touching. My questions were answered and my doubt laid to rest as what I saw through the ancient's eyes.

Marcus had once told us that bonds showed up visibly to him in colored threads and auras. He could see connections in every form from friends to lovers, the color of the bond depended on how deep the connection went. Our family were the only beings he had ever witnessed an aura and bond that came in the color purple, and through Marcus's eyes I could see that Emma was surrounded by it and Alec was encompassed as well, their bond fluxed brightly to a point where it was nearly unbearable to stare at them using Marcus's gift. I considered him lucky that he could choose to use his gift at will.

I shook my head and he smiled as he closed away his ability, knowing that he had appeased me. I inclined my head towards Bella, seeing her questioning glance out of the corner of my eye.

"Purple." I whispered quietly, and she nodded in understanding. Her face was set in a mask, and her usually smiling lips were drawn in a tight line. Knowing the bond was true didn't solve the dilemma or the emotions attached for either of us, but at least it let us know that Alec would have her best intentions at heart in all of his future choices and actions.

"Come." Marcus said, his voice echoing across the courtyard, reverberating off the stone walls. "It is obvious that there is much to discuss, and I am sure these young ones are anxious to…talk." He finished diplomatically, the implications of his unspoken words causing my rage to surge again.

That is my daughter!

I was not new to what it meant to be a bonded vampire, but the idea of my daughter being intimate with anyone was beyond horrifying. I wished I could wipe my mind of the very thought and from the sudden vice grip that Bella's grasp had become I knew she felt the same way. This was going to be a very long day.

Short and sweet, but a consistent update nonetheless.

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