Author's note:
Disclaimer:I own nothing I'm just a fan who enjoys writing a different version of someone's wonderful work.
Description: It's been a year since Sam and Sarah got married. Sarah has started to become part of the pack as werewolves and vampires work out their differences. Sarah's sudden reoccurring nightmares start to cause problems. Meanwhile, back in Italy the Volturi is trying to find a replacement for Marcus. After a year trapped in a small room in the basement of the Volturi, Marcus is banished and released back into society. Please note this is only my ideas for it so far. I'm sure the story will change as I go on writing it.
Rating: Totally rated T there's more hinted stuff throughout the story, but that's for the reader to decide on their own. Have fun with it and make into what you like.
Sarah walked into the dark room unaware of where she was. She fumbled for a light switch but found nothing but the bare wall. Her heart began to race due to her fear. She kept fighting back the thoughts in her head. The thoughts were ones children get about monsters in their closet. She managed to find a window the moon casting its reflection through the glass. The light was faint but it helped calm her fears a little bit. She looked down at her ring the two wolves howling together at the moon. Where was her wolf? Had he let her wander off only to get lost and sooner or later would find her? She sighed looking up at the moon knowing he'd never leave her. Sarah pulled her hair back wrapping it behind her ears. She began to think of how to retrace her steps to even get out of the room. Her hand twirled her hair as she thought a common sign she was nervous. She looked up at the window feeling watched but saw no one outside. Turning around she felt a cold hand cover her mouth silencing her scream.
Sarah could feel her body pressed against the man's own. It was a familiar feeling and one she wished never to feel again. She was pinned against a wall as the man's hands traveled down her body. A chill spread with each touch against her hot skin. The man brushed the hair away from her shoulder kissing her neck. Sarah tried to push him away but he pushed against her body harder. Panic spread through her as she realized there was no escaping this. The kisses on her neck began to linger and his touch traveling farther down. She whimpered slightly caught between his body and the wall. Her whimper was silenced with a kiss as if to heal the source of her pain. The man laced his fingers with her own feeling the rings press into his skin. Sarah always wore them they were the binding symbols of the men who loved her. He began to slide the rings off her fingers and threw them across the room. Sarah could hear them hit the floor as she slapped him for taking them from her.
He only smiled brushing the hair from neck looking at her. "You've tasted my blood and now you long for more." Sarah went to hit him again but her hand was caught before making contact. He kissed her neck before whispering softly in her ear. "Don't lie to yourself. You've always wanted me to come back." Sarah blushed secretly questioning herself could he be right? She knew he could sense her inner turmoil and shook her head. "I hoped to never see you again." The man laughed drawing blood from his own wrist. He let it drip across Sarah's lips and mouth which quivered from it. "Drink it, satisfy that hunger. It's building inside you longing to escape. To lose itself in one moment of pleasure." Sarah felt the blood drip into her mouth as she went to deny the statement. It tasted just as he said it would and she longed for more. Her eyes betrayed her heart showing her desire for it. The man laughed pressing his wrist to her mouth. Sarah looked up at him before starting to drink from it.
The blood poured into her mouth in a gush and she moaned. Her longing was being satisfied for the first time in a year. The man ran his other hand through her hair slowly. Sarah could feel his cold breath on her skin as he whispered in her ear. "You could never appreciate life itself until you tasted it." Sarah pushed his wrist from her mouth. Her desire was satisfied but it had cost her dearly. She was now easily controlled. If he was right then life tasted bitter sweet to Sarah. He began to kiss her neck before biting into it. Sarah could feel the venom spreading through her and her body became weak. She sank down against the man's embrace moaning. There was an intimacy in this moment but nothing she had ever longed for. She could hear her own heart beating slower as he drained her while the venom poisoned her. Sarah screamed softly sitting up bed looking around the room.
Sam sat up in bed hearing Sarah scream and held her close. She had been having horrible nightmares for weeks now. There were many days Sam had come close to talking to Carlisle about it. When Sam had suggested this Sarah only laughed it off insisting they'd stop. This was the final time he couldn't let this keep happening. Her body was trembling in his arms covered in a soft sweat that was cold as ice. Once, Sam had brushed the hair back from her neck only to have Sarah lock herself in the bathroom. Sarah had refused to talk to him about her nightmares. The fact he couldn't protect her at night pained him. Sam kissed the top of her head as she began to relax. "Sarah, look I understand you're afraid, but I'm not going to have you terrified anymore. I'm calling Carlisle and you're going to tell him what's wrong." Sarah sighed looking at Sam his eyes were full of worry. She couldn't break his heart like this any longer and relented. "Alright, call him but don't make a big deal out of this."
Sam got out of bed and grabbed the phone calling Carlisle. It seemed funny to him knowing they wouldn't be sleeping. Occasionally, they would call to talk and it had broken the habit of worrying about it. Sarah watched as Sam talked on the phone with Carlisle smiling. The two got along so well now that she could hardly believe it. Once, Sarah had heard Sam even call him dad. It had made her smile the biggest smile only to have Sam make fun of her. She never heard him say it again, but knew they were on good terms. After awhile Sam hung up the phone and sat next to her. "He said he'd come over right now." Sarah groaned tilting her head back as if his words pained her. "I told you not to make a big deal out of it." Sam laughed pulling her close. "What did you expect him to do wait? He can't work at the hospital twenty-four seven. What better things does he have to do?" Sarah smiled looking up at him with a try my look. "Alright, so maybe a vampire has better things to do. He's your father though and he cares."
Sarah got up changing into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Sam just laid there on the bed watching her amused. Sarah blushed noticing he was watching her and only her. "What are you looking at?" Sam smiled. "You." Sarah laughed sitting on the edge of the bed. "And why is it you're so amused by me?" Sam only shook his head looking at her. "You know he won't care seeing you in a t-shirt and pajama bottoms don't you?" Sarah blushed looking down at her lap. "I know but you're the only one that gets to see me like that." Sam laughed looking at her intrigued. "Should I feel honored knowing you love Snoopy?" Sarah laughed playfully pushing him back. "It's not Snoopy its Joe Cool." Sam laughed at her shaking his head. "They look the same to me." Sarah laughed sitting beside him rolling her eyes dramatically. "They act totally different." Sam looked at her and kissed her cheek. "Should I be worried if Joe Cool comes around?" Sarah laughed. "He's a dog you know that right?" Sam smiled getting up to answer the door. "What am I a mutt?"
Carlisle walked in seeing Sarah on the bed and laughed. "Sam told me you'd change. I bet him twenty bucks you wouldn't care." Sarah looked at Sam. "You two jerks bet on me?" Sam laughed before Carlisle cut in. "Don't worry he also told me about your love for Snoopy already." Sarah blushed looking at Sam then down at her lap playing with her rings. "You are so going to pay for this." Sam only smiled to himself. He secretly loved every threat she made towards him. The last one she carried through the whole pack had heard her secret. Sam got up grabbing a blanket off the bed. "I'll be in the living room if you need me." Sarah watched him walk away sighing missing him already. Carlisle sat beside the bed in a chair looking at Sarah. He smiled seeing her watch Sam walk away he could see she loved him. They were almost inseparable since the day they got married. It made him happy to see Sarah had found someone so special like that.
"Sam told me you've been having nightmares." Sarah nodded. "Yeah, for awhile now, Sam finally made me give in." Carlisle smiled looking at her. "He's good like that. Are you stressed about anything?" Sarah shrugged looking at him. "Not really the pack has been doing really well. The elders have even started listening to my opinions even. Sam and I are as happy as we've ever been." Carlisle thought a moment before asking another question. "Is there a theme to your nightmares?" Sarah sighed looking out the bedroom window before nodding. "Yeah, a few things actually." Carlisle grabbed Sarah's hand softly looking at her. "You can tell me anything. My job is to simply comfort you and make the nightmares stop." Sarah looked down at his hand in her own then back at him. "In my nightmares Marcus comes back. He satisfies this hunger for blood and then controls me through it." Carlisle nodded trying not to look surprised. "Anything else you think is a common theme?" Sarah blushed looking down at her lap again. "It's always a dark room. Sometimes there's music or candles even soft music, but always dark."
Carlisle sat down in front of her on the bed thinking. "Do you have any desire for blood?" Sarah shook her head. "Not at all. It just keeps happening in my dream repeatedly." Carlisle nodded before looking at her. "Did you ever tell Sam about Marcus?" Sarah looked at him surprised and shook her head. "No, I never wanted to ruin what we had." Carlisle nodded understanding. "Perhaps, you are becoming aware of Marcus' thoughts." Sarah looked at Carlisle strangely. "How is that even possible?" Carlisle ran a hand slowly down her neck to where James had bitten her. "Do you remember when James tasted you?" Sarah nodded knowing she'd never forget. "He knows by the power in his blood all the times you've been hurt. Marcus' power is loyalty therefore when you drank his blood you got an ability as well. You're a wolf so it's possible you didn't get the full effect. You could simply be connected to his deepest emotions." Sarah looked at Carlisle worried for a moment not trying to hide it. "If that's true then he'll come back for me."