Here's the new chappie! I'd like to thank all of you who commented I needed that, and you're right I do need writing practice.

Old Lives, New Lives

"Age does not protect you from love, but love to some extent protects you from age."

–Jeanne Moreau

Juliet stopped in the middle of her story, eyes filling up with tears. Until then, until Carlisle had asked her, Juliet had never told the story of Italian boy who had stolen her heart all those years ago, or how he was not what seemed. Hatred overwhelmed Juliet, hatred towards Nicolò for being so… immoral, hatred towards her naivety, and loathing towards the affection she still felt for her forever demon, her forever seraph. Suddenly Juliet jumped up from her seat and dashed out of Carlisle's office, the owner calling after her.

"Juliet!" Carlisle yelled, rising from his desk, but it was too late. The girl was gone, slamming the door behind her. Calmly he sat back down and faced her twin, who bit her lip wondering if she should run after her sister. Carlisle shook his head. "Leave her be. She needs time" Adeline looked back at the door, biting her lip, but nodded and sat down.

Juliet slammed the door behind her and ran smack into a large mass she assumed was the wall. It knocked her to the ground. She had only been in the house for about and hour and a half but still, the wall wasn't that close to the door.

"Woops." Emmet chuckled, grabbing hold of Juliet arm. "Sorry, didn't see you coming." He smiled a toothy smile as he hoisted her to her feet.

"No problem, I see you're back from you're trip to plural of Fork." Juliet pointed out as she futilely dusted off her already dirt stained jeans. She'd worn those pants for over a month now. Sine they had escaped that vampire in Missouri. It had taken the twins a few states to shake him off. She wore a dark blue short sleeve shirt and black hiking boots with them, both were covered in a fair amount of mud.

Emmet laughed again and leaned against the wall talk to her, he hadn't been able to get a good look at her or talk to her before Rosalie had dragged him out of the house, their argument about the new comers was still fresh in his mind when he bumped into Juliet. Rosalie thought they were not to be trusted; Emmet disagreed, he said she was like this with every newcomer. She called him a fool and stormed off. But he pushed this out of him mind. He realized Juliet's eyes were red and puffy.

"Is something wrong?" He asked tilting his head slightly and leaning in to comfort her if needed, making Juliet heart skip (ha-ha! Heart skips…hee...hee she's a vampire… her heart doesn't pump… okay I'll shut up now…)

"Um... what do you mean?" The sudden narrowness of the hallway hit Juliet like a train hits a squirrel on the tracks. Emmet suddenly felt it to, pulling back.

"Nothing" He mumbled walking to the room he shared with Rosalie "Uh, I see you later." Closing his door a smiled escaped Emmet perfect lips. Now apart, they silenced the singing of their red cheeks. The two saw the same thing in each other. Something sparkled in their eyes, it was…life.

"Please don't be upset." Carlisle pleaded, leaning back in his chair. "Juliet just needed some time to herself." Adeline nodded, calming down a bit; she didn't like to see her sister cry.

"What do you want to know?" She asked, resigned to tell the story herself.

"What happened with Nicolo?" Carlisle asked.

"He was a vampire of course."

"Of course, but you didn't know." Adeline nodded and reluctantly delved into the story that involved her own death.

Nicolo showed an interest in my sister, he started visiting her everyday. Well, every evening, which I found odd. She said he had work during the day, I could tell she thought he didn't want to be seen with her during the day because of her background.

Anyway, he visited nightly, and without parental supervision the two quickly grew close. She thought she was in love. By the time the first snow came along she was star struck and wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. I knew their relationship couldn't stay like that forever; he would either have to marry her or leave her. I thought a man of his obvious stature would grow tired of her and throw her aside, but he did the opposite.

I remember it had just begun to snow for the first time of the season, a very romantic time to propose. He burst in with a gleeful smile on his face, snow covered his hair and he shook it playfully. What I hate most about him now is that he was so convincing in acting like he loved my sister. Even I was fooled, they looked so happy I couldn't see the monster that dwelled in his black heart. He came in with a small black box that looked expensive. As soon as Juliet saw the box she knew what was about to happen, she put her hands over her mouth and grew bright red. He went down on one knee and proposed to her.

Nicolo said he had stopped by the pub and asked our father for Juliet's hand, little did we know he had stopped by the pub, lured our father to the back and slaughtered him, no one would care about eh death of a drunk. But Juliet didn't' know it and fell into his arms crying tears of joy. They were to depart for Italy the next evening. He wanted to take her to his family in Volterra. She insisted on taking me as her maid of honor, he didn't look happy he stepped forward and examined me closely I couldn't break his analyzing gaze it held me. He was looking inside me in some way. After what seemed like hours he leaned back and nodded.

"Fine." His tone was hard.

"Oh thank you my love! You have no idea what a help my older sister will be to adjusting to life in Italy." And at that hew kissed her on the cheek and departed. Leaving her and me to pack for Italy and leave our home and lives forever.

"Did you have any suspicions?" Carlisle asked, interrupting Adeline's tale.

"Of course! The way we never saw him during t he day, we were taking a night train. And even on the train the curtains were always drawn."

"Why did you not tell your sister?" There was genuine wonder in his face.

"Because," Adeline whispered. "I love my sister. I couldn't ruin her happiness." Carlisle nodded knowingly.

"I see. I know this might be painful but what happened once you arrived in Italy?" Adeline closed her eyes, she remember bright colors and lanterns.

It was Twilight when we arrived in Nicolo's home town. There was a festival to welcome him and his new bride home. The whole town was there, my sister was in awe, she loved Italy already. Night we dined with Nicolo's Family. His "uncles" Aro, and Caius, and his "father" Marcus. The first two didn't stay long, just long enough to meet the two us.

"You have done well Nicolo." Aro purred, leaving the room followed by Caius.

Carlisle leaned forward in his desk at the mention of his former Coven.

"What did they do to you?" He asked sharply, if they did what he thought they did, these two were in more danger than he thought.

Hi everyone Fluster-one here! The story telling is almost over and more J&A antics will be coming up. COMMENT PLAESE! You guys have a say in this to! Sorry if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes it's unedited because my beta's out of town…. COME BACK TO ME TIGRESS-SAN! Plus my computer's being stupid and talking like a hillbilly.