Sarah sat on the plane with her small bag worried about the others. They had insisted she travel alone in order to not draw attention. She pulled out her CD player and slipped on the headphones. The flight was going to be a longer one. There weren't a lot of people on the flight and Sarah assumed it was just because of the time of year. She sat down playing with her rings as the flight seemed to settle down after takeoff. Her bag casually slid down from her shoulder and she let it rest on the floor. Thinking about it she wondered how many pieces of jewelry she wore at once. There were her two rings, one from Carlisle and the other Sam, but now there was her necklace. Her fingers traced her necklace as she looked out the window. The necklace seemed to belong now to two people, James and her father. She smiled thinking about James. He wasn't the man she had thought he would turn out to be. Deep down she wanted them to be friends. It was a way to help mend the past of its wrongs. Sarah smiled looking out at the clouds. The year had happened so quickly it hardly seemed possible.
"Would you like something to drink?" Sarah turned then froze seeing Marcus. "I would die of thirst before I drank anything you offered." Marcus smiled sitting in the seat next to her. "You don't have to be rude." Sarah looked out the window this time disgusted. "You've given me every reason to be disgusted." Marcus ran the back of his hand down Sarah's cheek. "I can make it up to you." Sarah felt her body stiffen from his slightest touch. "How does one make up for what you did?" Marcus smiled as the stewardess offered them a drink. "She'll take a drink." Sarah glared at Marcus not wanting to hurt the stewardess. "Yeah, I'll have a coke thanks." Marcus laughed softly as the stewardess walked by. "You are at least thirsty for that. You should take better care of yourself." Sarah glared at him slightly. "I take care of myself just fine." Marcus ran a finger across her lips slowly. "They're all chapped from lack of water. Is that fine for you?" Sarah grabbed his wrist pulling it away from her mouth. "My body is mine to do with as I wish." Marcus smiled slightly looking at her hand.
"You've gotten stronger since I last saw you." Sarah let her hand drop into her lap. "You've been a—" Marcus cut her short as her drink arrived. He held it in front of her smiling. "You should drink it." Sarah smirked, going to grab it only to have him pull it from her. "Marcus give it to me it's not funny." Marcus smiled nodding pressing the cup to her mouth. "Go ahead and drink it." Sarah blushed but opened her mouth in order to take a drink. A few of the other passengers smiled thinking they were a couple. Marcus pulled the cup away as she began to slow her drinking. "It really is that easy." Sarah turned her headphones higher to ignore him. He ran a hand up her leg slowly looking at her. "You've cost me a lot to find you." Sarah looked down at his hand blushing trying to casually remove it. "Don't start this again." Marcus leaned over whispering into her ear. "How have your dreams been lately? You look so tired." Sarah froze looking at him unable to answer him.
Marcus slowly ran a hand down her neck smiling. "I bet they make you think don't they?" Sarah shifted slightly feeling Marcus' touch. "Please don't ask me that." Sarah jumped slightly in her seat feeling Marcus' cold breath on her neck. "Would rather I make it happen?" Marcus watched as Sarah's heart began to beat faster. "No, the dreams have been nightmares." Sarah looked out the window as Marcus watched her. "You're a princess every moment I think of you." She turned to look at him her skin suddenly growing cold. "Let me out." Marcus laughed slightly. "Why?" Sarah looked at him. "I need to use the restroom Marcus." He laughed but slid out of the row. "You are coming back; it's a small plane after all." Sarah didn't look back at him making her way to the bathroom. She stayed there for awhile crying. There was a knock on the door and she opened it. Marcus shoved his way into the small room locking the door. Sarah felt her body pressed to his and tried to create more distance. Marcus lifted her up on the sink watching her. "What are you thinking right now?"
Sarah gripped the edge of the sink obviously uncomfortable. "I'm trying to think of how to get out of this." Marcus smiled kissing her neck gently. "Isn't this ironic?" Sarah groaned feeling Marcus kissing her neck. She thought he'd taste her right there and she'd never see Sam again. Sarah looked at Marcus desperate to prevent that. "Wh-what's ironic?" Marcus smiled running a hand through her hair. "A vampire seduced wanting his victim to drink from him." Sarah bit her lip to hold back a laugh, he was definitely right. Marcus ran his thumb across her lips seeing her bite down. "Relax, it'll make things easier." Sarah looked at him relaxing slightly. "What do you plan on doing?" Marcus kissed her neck again right over the scar James' bite had left. "Let's not get to curious now." Sarah moaned softly feeling Marcus kiss that spot on her neck. The reaction was involuntary James had left a lasting spot on her neck. The very softest touch was enough to remind her of the connection. The memory of hearing her own heart beating like a loud drum was to enticing.
Marcus smiled jealous by the reaction James had left her with. He wished he could cause such a voluntary pleasure. He pressed his cheek to her own smiling. "James would love to hear that reaction." Sarah blushed shaking her head. "James is a friend nothing more." Marcus smiled looking down at her necklace. "Do you know he has one just like it?" Sarah nodded slowly shifting again. Marcus looked at her surprised. "So you don't mind him wearing the mark of the man he killed?" Sarah growled slightly from the way he put it. "He wears it with my permission." Marcus loved hearing her growl it reminded him of how strong her loyalty was. "Look at you growling like a dog. Carlisle has tamed the animal inside you." Sarah pushed Marcus roughly back against the wall tapping into the animal inside her. "The animal inside me is mine to control. Think again before you try to tame me." Sarah unlocked the bathroom door and went back to her seat. She saw her soda sitting there and smiled drinking it dry.
Sarah held back a satisfied smile as Marcus sat next to her again. "You're right. Perhaps, it would take more to tame you." Marcus looked up at Sarah trying a new approach. "I know myself better than you do." Marcus looked out the window and smiled as the flight was starting to end. "When we land you're getting off the plane with me." Sarah looked at him the distance between them small and uncomfortable. "Why?" Marcus grasped her hand softly lacing it with his. "I'm taking you to the Volturi myself." Sarah looked down at his hand not bothering to yank her's away. "They'll kill you the minute you go back there." Marcus smiled brushing her hair back slowly. "You're the reason they'll listen to me." Sarah smiled looking at him. "It's going to be wonderful watching what they'll do to you." Marcus laughed loving that cold side of her. "You know deep down you're like me." Sarah looked at Marcus and growled soft enough for just him to hear it. "Don't tempt me Marcus." He smiled again looking at her as the plane came to a stop. "I guess we don't have time for that again do we?" Sarah felt her skin grow cold. "Don't you ever say that again. It's never going to happen."