Disclaimer: I hold no claim on any of the characters of Twilight that right goes to Stephenie Meyer.

Claimer: Emmaline Swan Turner, Adam Caleb Larkin and Quinn Michael

A/N: This goes out to Krissy if you make it this far in the story I promise things will become clear. I apologize to anyone who is confused.

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Last Time:

Edward's POV

Humans were supposed to shy away from us. However, just like Bella I watched as Emmaline snuggled closer to Adam as he lifted her into his arms.

'You may have fallen asleep here Emmaline, but you don't have to awake up here.'

I wouldn't argue with him on that it would be better if she could awake somewhere else. Where that was in this house I had no clue. The images I had seen in my mind as Emmaline dreamed still bothered me. What did it all mean?

Walking out of the room I noticed that the door at the end of the hallway was closed. The doorknob I noticed was older then the other and didn't match. With my own hand being cold I didn't register the coldness I suppose the knob was supposed to have. The lock gave away with a mere turn of my wrist.

I then stared in wonder and disbelief at what lay before my ageless eyes. To which only led to more questions to swirl within me.

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Chapter 5: Pain, Before the Storm

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Adam's POV

My eyes never left her still form as Carlisle checked her over. She didn't move once when his cold hand brushed against her skin. I tensed even more as I watched Carlisle frowned.

"What is it, what's the matter?"

Carlisle's topaz eyes were soft as they looked over at me.

"Adam, when was the last time Emmaline, has slept?"

I had to give it some thought before I answered Carlisle's question. Emmaline was a brilliant actor at times when she wanted to be. It was one of her glorious traits that I hated.

"Yesterday, evening I think. She slept for four hours, and then woke up right before we crossed the state line and then into Port Angeles."

Carlisle's frown grew deeper. "She needs more rest then that. Emmaline has a slight fever, which could be a result of not enough sleep."

I couldn't stop the snobbish laugh that erupted from within me.

"Emmaline has been a musical child prodigy since she was ten. If you want her to have more rest then you'll have to take it up with her agent Lucia. Lucia is also her Aunt. The way she books her for tours is ridiculous."

Carlisle was now taking a stereoscope out of his bag.

"I just might do that."

I smirked at the smugness of my voice as I spoke.

"Good luck, with that Lucia is a she devil. I've tried everything to get her to cut back on Emmaline's performing with no luck."

Carlisle glanced back at me as he spoke, "Emmaline's eighteen now, what control could she have over Emmaline."

I sighed as I answered Carlisle.

"I wish I knew, every time I think Lucia is going to loosen the noose around Emmaline's neck she tightens it."

Carlisle shook his head as he went back to examining her. I smiled slightly as Emmaline flinched at the touch of the stereoscope. A cold vampire touches her she doesn't move, but a cold piece of metal makes her jump. That was my Emmaline for you; I stiffened slightly as Carlisle noticed the necklace around her neck.

He gently lifted it up to look at the two rings that adorn the chain. Carlisle turned his topaz eyes toward me. It was then that I noticed that Esme, Alice, Jasper and everyone excluding Edward and Bella where in the room. I turned my attention back to Carlisle.

"Adam, are these, what I think they are?"

"If you're asking me if they are an engagement and wedding rings then you would be right. Emmaline is my wife and she has been for three months now. Also before anyone asked no, no one knows. Not even Bella and Charlie, we did it in secret. Just like the performances that Emmaline is doing in Port Angeles and here in Forks are going to be her last. Lucia doesn't even know anything about that."

I glanced around the room at my, would be family I suppose. At first I couldn't figure out what they were so focused on. Then the realization dawned on me, this was the first time any of them had seen Emmaline besides Edward himself.

Alice's sing song voice suddenly chirped.

"Edward was right she does smell a lot like Bella. Then again Bella is still here so that could be it."

I however shook my head.

"No you're right Alice, Bella and Emmaline do have a similar scent. If I wasn't so use to Emmaline's scent I'd be confused as well. I'm sure Edward feels the same about Bella in essence."

I tensed slightly as I watched Esme flit over the side of the bed where Carlisle was starting to pack things up.

"She's very pretty, the shade of her hair and the shape of her nose is almost like Bella's."

I watch with wary eyes as Carlisle and Esme shared a secret moment together. Then Carlisle leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips, before ending the kiss and smiling down at her.

"We will see my darling; I don't think the time is right as of now. They are however most welcome in our home."

Someone behind me growled, I only needed one guess to figure out who is was. Carlisle however, quickly reprimanded them.

"That's enough for now Rosalie. Like I said earlier tonight; no one is forcing you to be here."

My attention flicked back to Emmaline as I watched Esme reached out and brush a strand of hair way from her sweaty brow. I ended up biting my tongue, for all the good it would do me to keep the growl that was trying to rip its way out of my chest down.

Esme then quickly whipped her hand away.

"I'm so sorry, I should have asked first."

I managed to hold my composer as I filtered my words out of my mouth.

"No it's fine, it's been to long since she has had a mother's touch."

I didn't glance at Rosalie or any of the others as I slipped out the door. I was back a second later with a small bowl of water and a cloth. Esme then floated to my side.

"May I?" She was pointing to the bowl in my hands.

I sighed and handed it to her, Esme smiled gently at me as she took it and glided back to the bed. I leaned against the wall as Esme gently wiped the beads of sweat away.

"You're wrong Carlisle; it's not the stress or the touring that is running her down. It's her nightmares. Every night for the last seven weeks, she keeps having the same nightmare over and over. It got to the point that I had to get a doctor to give her something to help her sleep at night and in the end that didn't do a thing to help either."

Then before I knew it I was pacing the room as I spoke.

"I can protect her from physical things that can harm her. However, how do I protect her from her dreams? Every night that she cries out in her dreams or screams in terror; I die slowly inside."

"I believe that yesterday was the first time she slept without taking anything to help her sleep. Then today in this house, I feel like the ghost of her past are haunting her and refuse to leave her be."

Suddenly I felt Carlisle firm but gentle touch on my shoulder.

"She seems to be calm and is resting well. We should go and let her be, call me if there is any change."

I looked over at Emmaline's sleeping form as I nodded my head. I then decided to follow them out. She seemed like she was resting peaceful for now. So it should be all right if I left for a few minutes to take care of some things. I was also aware that Bella and Edward were still here as well.

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Edward's POV

Thelock gave away with a mere turn of my wrist. I then stared in wonder and disbelief at what lay before my ageless eyes. To which only led to more questions to swirl within me. It took me a few seconds to realize that I wasn't alone; Bella was now standing beside me.

I did my best understand the room that lay before me. An old antique sled crib in polished oak; sat up against the back wall of the room; while gold and white ruffles danced along the sides. Stuffed animals of all kinds sat up on book shelves along side covers of children's books. I understood now why the door was locked this room was an untouched memorial for a child.

I turned to look at Bella hoping she could explain more when I saw the child's name in silver letters on the wall.

"Andrea Starling."

I then heard Bella's voice whisper, "This was suppose to be Andrea's room. She was Emmaline's twin, but something was wrong with her heart and she died before she was born."

After all these years, why would someone keep all of it out in the open like this? Bella must have been able to see my thoughts from my expression; because she soon answered my question.

"Aunt Rae blamed herself for a long time. I think the only thing that kept her from dying was Emmaline. When Emmaline and I were older I asked her about this room and she just told me it was something that made her mom happy."

Then I noticed something on the baby dresser, it was a metal picture frame. I was in the room and had the frame in my hands in less then a second. The frame held the hand and foot prints of Andrea, a very small clipping of dark hair was there too. Setting the picture down, I then hurried to Bella's side. I took a step backwards out of the room that had been frozen in time so long ago.

I gently pulled the door close, though there was nothing I could do for the now broken door knob. As I looked over at Bella, I felt her entwine her fingers with mine. She then gave them a gentle squeeze, her soft touch made me remember how breakable she could be. Of course it also made me think of how unbreakable she wanted to be.

"I was an only child, if you can remember."

I let my eyes take in her beauty, as I watched her shake her head yes.

"I do remember you telling me."

I continued my musing as I spoke.

"What do you suppose; it would feel like to share your mother's womb with someone else?"

I watched as Bella shrugged beside me.

"I don't know, crowded I guess."

Before I knew it my lips had pulled up into a smile at hearing Bella's word. I chuckled lightly as I spoke.

"Yes, I suppose it would get very crowded, indeed."

Then before I could stop myself I found myself wondering what it would be like to see Bella carrying another life inside of her. However, I quickly shook the absurd thought from my mind. For that thought was absurd at lease for it to be my child, and I did not see Bella leaving my side. She had made that point very clear to me.

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Unknown POV

I had only started to track them; if I didn't understand how they worked it would have been impossible to keep up. The Black Coats as they called themselves were as predictable as ever; humans weren't the only one's who where predictable so where vampire when they were cocky sons of bitches like the Black Coats. Some how the Volturi, condoned they doings as long as it was done discreetly. Though I had my doubts if Aro of his brothers knew just who would be involved.

I glanced over at my two traveling companions; Lucas the young man traveling with us had dark brown hair, and had to be eighteen or nineteen when he had been changed. He was very young barley three centuries old; it would seem that Tamara hadn't changed at all. She was still horror struck by the lost of her human son, so Lucas was a replacement to fill the void and I once again hadn't been there to stop her.

My eyes then drifted over to Tamara as she ran beside me her ebony locks waving wildly behind her in the wind. I remember the day that I had changed her; I had been a vampire for a mere three years. When I decided to return home to her my wife, it was then that I learned that we had lost our son in an accident and she was slowly losing pieces of herself.

It wasn't until I had some how managed to change her, without killing her; I learned about her gift of sight. She began to talk about a boy of eighteen, dark brown hair and deep brown eyes. Tamara kept saying that we had to find him, to find her. Instead of the change giving her clarity it seemed to have sunk her further into her own madness.

Tamara's eyes were blue in her human life, after her change they became such a brilliant red that they would have shamed the brightest ruby. Now however, her irises held no color at all. They were a pale milky white and no one understood why, not Aro, Marcus or even Caius knew the answer of why this had happened. Tamara however had said that it had been what she had seen three months ago. She had said that her vision had been so strong and so powerful that the mere sight of what she had seen had robbed her of her sight.

She had then gone on to talking in riddles and babbling things about the second coming and a new beginning for our kind. None of which made a lick of sense to me. The only thing that I did understand was it didn't matter if the boy didn't drink human but animal blood. Just like it mattered not that the girl in Tamara's vision was human; which tore at me slightly, for after all this was through Tamara wasn't completely sure what the out come would be.

Soul or not I loved my little vixen, and if she wanted them to be protected then that was what would happen. It was useless to try and explain to her that they had all of the protection in the world. She would just repeat herself over and over again. Lucas was the one to break the silent as we moved onward.

"Why is it that we are going to save some freak of a vampire, won't feed on humans and his human pet? Shouldn't we just kill her and get it over with. The Volturi won't have anything to worry about, I'd bet they would be very gracious to us."

For the first time since I met Lucas I felt sorry for him. It would seem that he still had no control over his mouth. Lucas was still moving when Tamara's arm shot out toward him. He was then suddenly flying through the air, toppling a few trees as he did.

I stopped and leaned against a tree as I watched Tamara's fury. She could be very amusing when she was upset. She now had her arm pressed into his neck as she hissed at him; Lucas returned her action with a growl.

"You will not lay a finger or hair on Adam Larkin or his human. I have seen what will be the path of their souls; it has been decided by the fates themselves. Nothing with change the course that they are now on; the sacred day is almost upon us."

Tamara leaned into him more, had Lucas been human she would have crushed the boy's tracheae.

"You forget my son, I gave new life to you and I can take it away. We have an understanding correct? I thought so; I do love you Lucas so it would pain me to kill you."

I couldn't help but smile; she had just put Lucas in his place just like a mother dingo and her pup.

"Well then if you're finished playing with your pup, Tamara we should keep moving, or we will both break promises. Though I won't make the kid go if he doesn't want to. Cause if you screw up where we are going, there are bigger dingoes that will tear into you before Tamara here would."

I didn't wait for them; I knew Tamara would follow me; just like I knew that Lucas would be following Tamara. Damn it to hell I had spent too much time with him, and now I had myself a conscience. To which now the damn thing was eating me up inside.

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Emmaline's POV

No real thought was put into it as I walked down the hallway to my parents room. I just had a burning desire to be close to them if only for a little bit. The room still smelled like the two of them, but that memory was starting to fade. I thought nothing of it as I climbed onto the bed and stretched myself out on it.

As I drifted off to sleep I felt the pull of a dream as I drifted off. It was a normal day, and I was riding in the car with my parents. We were laughing and talking about my music and the up coming summer picnic we had every year.

Our laughter however soon turned to screams as the car was hit on the side. I remember crying out for my mother and then smoke, and I was then covered in darkness. I woke up briefly to find myself outside the car with no memory of how I had gotten there. Then I watched as angry fierce flames licked at the car, right before it became a ball of fire. Then I heard screams again, that where ear splitting as I watched the flames devour the car and my parents.

Somewhere among my screams I picked up on a soft gentle voice. Spoke to me telling me that everything was going to be all right. The sound of the voice soothed me and I soon found myself drifting off to a peaceful sleep.

As I slept I started to feel a little too warm as if I had a fever, but then I felt a cold hand touch my wrist; which then another cool hand brushed across my forehead. Adam was here with me and there were soft gentle voices all around us. The voices made me think of soft and beauty music notes, but I was to tired right now to write them down I'd do it later.

I felt myself tense as the voices faded away; I did my best to grab on to them to no avail. Letting myself drift back into dreams, to only wish later that I hadn't; because I ended up in the same place as before. I didn't like being there; it was a place of pain, and a place where Adam hadn't existed to me yet.

This time however, my nightmare was so much more different then the last time. I had more clarity as if my mind now recovered every thing from that terrifying day. Our laughter was abruptly stopped, when something black slammed into the driver's side caving the door in as it did. The sound of the metal groaning echoed in my ears along with my mothers screams. The car then shook as something landed on the hood of the car, causing the windshield to shatter in on us. Shards of glass, rained down on us like glittering diamonds. My mother had shielded me from most of the glass; I could smell the coopery smell of blood filling the air. At first I had thought the growls and hissing sounds where coming from the car itself. Then without warning my father's motionless body was ripped from the car as it he was a mere doll.

The roof of the car was soon peeled back as if it were nothing but the lid on a sardine can. My mother then began to scream at me to get out of the car.

"Emma, Emma, go run now!"

I couldn't move my body was frozen in place, I didn't even move as a fountain of blood spurted from my mother's throat stopping her shrieks of terror. It wasn't until I felt the car shake again did I look away. As I started to look up two pairs of crimson eyes looked down at me.

"Well, hello there poppet, didn't think you'd still be conscious. Don't you fret though poppet we have strict orders not to harm you."

As I sat in the mangled pieces of what was left of my parent's car; and stared up at these two men dressed in black coats I let lose a blood curdling scream. Then darkness became my best friend.

I hadn't realized that my scream had been real, until I faintly heard Adam's smooth soft voice.

"Shhh, it was just a dream Emmaline you're safe now."

My whole body was trembling as he held me to him; my shaking had nothing to do with how close he was to me. It had everything to do with what I had just experienced. I realized now that if I had remembered any of that when I was thirteen I would have been locked away forever.

Adam lifted a thumb to swipe away my tears; once they were gone I realized that we weren't alone. The room was filled with seven other anxious vampires, and one very nervous cousin. I pulled my head away from Adam's chest so I could look into his eyes. They were a smoldering amber color, and were full of worry.

"Are you all right my love, I don't believe you have ever screamed like that before. If my heart still worked I'm sure it would be in my chest right now."

"I'm sorry." My words came out in a weak whisper."

Adam brushed a few strands of hair out of my face as he spoke.

"It's not your fault sweet. It's just that I have gotten so used to you not showing fear that I forget that some things can still frighten you."

Everyone's head turned to look at Edward as a low angry growl ripped its way out of Edward's chest.

"Vampires."

Bella and I both watched as every vampire in the room seemed to tense. Edward then continued to speak, I knew now that Edward had seen my rush of thoughts as I had awoken. His lips turned up in a sneer as he continued to talk, disgust was laced in his words.

"The accident that killed Emmaline's parents wasn't an accident at all it was planned. Vampires, where responsible for it, they slaughtered her family right in front of her."

I felt Adam tighten his hold on me ever so slightly as a low growl vibrated inside his chest. His eyes where even darker as he looked at me; sadness and shame seemed to be dancing on their surface. I forced my voice to sound strong as I spoke.

"No, you don't it wasn't your fault you didn't even know me then. Secondly your soul burns brighter then theirs ever will. I'm still here Adam, someone somewhere wanted me to be unharmed, and they told me that they had orders not to harm me. It means something right?"

Adam only relaxed a little and his voice was strained as he spoke.

"Can you recall what they looked like?

I shook my head sadly.

"No not really, just that they both had bright crimson eyes."

It took it a few seconds for it to come back to me but then I remembered.

"They were both wear long black coats; does that mean anything to you?"

There was a snapping sound as the corner of my bed stand broke off in Adam's hand. There was pure rage swimming in Adam's eyes now; I had never seen such fury in them before. Brushing a feathery kiss on my forehead, Adam quickly unwrapped himself from me. He then stood and started to leave the room. Bella must have seen my distress for she ran to the bed while all other eyes where on my heart.

Edward stood in front of the door stopping him.

"Move, Edward."

"I will not, it is madness for you to go after them alone. Tells us more about the Black Coats and who they are; let us help you."

Adam however was going to continue to push his way pass him.

"You and your family have no ties to me. So there isn't any reason for you to trouble yourself."

Edward's words all most came out as a growl.

"You're wrong, we have a blood tie to you and she is sitting in that bed over there. She is a part of Bella's blood and so she is apart of our family as well. She may very well be in your every thought. What do you think will happen to her if you were to die? It would most likely be that she would stop living until her body was nothing."

There was pain in Edward voice as he spoke.

"I know all to well what it is like to lose your heart; would you really want to do that to her again?"

I couldn't breathe my lungs were acting like they were frozen. Emmett had removed his hand from Adam's shoulder, was Edward's words washed over him. I felt like I was going to choke on the hurt that was filling my chest. I found that my hand was cold in Bella's warm one, and the pinpricks of lightheadedness danced around me so once again I tried to breathe but nothing.

My heart was beating wildly in my chest at the thought of him leaving me. Wasn't that the reason he had asked me to marry me; so he could love and cherish me forever? I was going to die right here and now in a room full of vampires and it was going to be all because my lungs couldn't remember how to work; great death by suffocation just what I wanted.

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(A/N: Well, I will have to say that I never planned to update this one so soon. The ideas where there so I ran with them; I'm still trying to work out the kinks in My Goddess, My Heart for those of you that read it. I'm hoping to have it posted by next weekend if time allows. This chapter was a little shorter then I planned but Chapter 6 will be my longest ever, Titled Sacrifice. I was listening to the Three Days Grace Album One-X while I was writing, along with some Twilight songs as well.

Oh there is a slight clue in the first half of the chapter; it tells you what triggered Tamara's vision. I myself didn't know I had done it till I was re-reading it. Let me know if you find it.

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