Hello again my lovelies! Here is the second chapter of the night, I hope this makes up for my flakiness as of Saturday (I'm sure it does). So, in this one thoughts will be italicized while writing is bolded. I jumped a bit from where we left off. Now, the story is at the point of the second Breaking Dawn movie where people are being asked to testify and they have begun to run out of people to ask. And since then, Cara has moved from Washington to Colorado because she wanted to find a quiet sanctuary, I suppose? I'm not sure. But either way, she left and it was recent enough that Carlisle can still track her and know where she is. So, I don't want to spoil anything more, just read it and I really hope you like it. only a few more chapters to go then I'm taking a small break to do some research for the next story which will be featured on FictionPress so definitely follow and favourite me there as well as here. I forgot to say this in the last chapter, but thanks dearly to RetroReaction for reminding me that people want to know about Nessie's birth and that I am quite a brilliant writer (because every now and again I have to be told) so thanks! Also, if you have not yet read her story, check out Constants and Variables, a Ryzi fanfic about BioShock Infinte (my favourite video game ever!) which is a Reader x Booker story which I've never thought of and it's really quite brilliant. I adore it. So definitely read that and... keep looking out for updates. Cheers!

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Can we talk? Carlisle thought. He looked at Edward earnestly for a moment whom nodded slowly. Edward excused himself and they walked slowly out into the forest, away from the rest of the family in the house. Carlisle concealed his thoughts by listing all of the supplies in his medical bag, afterwards, he listed the parts of the brain.
"What is this about?" Edward asked quietly, "you're beginning to worry me." They stopped walking and faced each other.
"We have contacted everyone we could to be a witness, Edward. But no one has a direct connection with the Volturi, we're worried about how seriously they will take us if we don't have anyone who the Volturi respects." He thought of the Coronal Suture and of the Xiophoid Process.
"Well if we knew anyone who was close with the Volturi, we would call them, but we don't." Medulla Oblongata, Cerebrum, Temporalis, Orbicularis Occuli, nasal bone.
"We do..." Carlisle studied Edward's face as his thoughts became silent apart from one word, a name. Cara...
"No." Edward said shaking his head, "no... no no no no, no, we cannot bring her here."
"Edward, be rational and think this over for a moment." Carlisle said trying to calm him.
"No... Carlisle, I'd rather give up my life than have her come here and see Bella and Renesmee, especially her, haven't you seen how much she looks like her? I have no idea what that may do to Cara. She's a loose cannon Carlisle. Please understand that, I cannot have her near Bella. I can't allow Bella to know about her. Never." Edward took a deep breath and looked apologetically at Carlisle who then put a hand on Edward's shoulder.
"You may be able to give up your life, Edward, but would you also be alright with sacrificing the lives of others? Your siblings...? Our friends...? Your mother?" There was a pause, he looked sadly into Edward's eyes, "Me...?" He sighed and dropped his arm, "Edward, I don't need to tell you how dangerous this may be... if we have an advantage with Cara, I think it would be best if we took it." He spoke with respect and compassion, but Edward could sense the fear and desperation in his voice. Carlisle walked away from Edward, looking down at his shoes as he walked. Edward stood outside for hours, unmoving and overwhelmed with conflicting emotions. He sucked in a deep breath and punched nearby tree as he let out a loud, enraged cry. The trunk cracked as a few large branches shook, sending hundreds of pine needles raining down around him.

Carlisle looked towards the forest when he neared the Cullen residence. He felt like kicking himself. He knew that Edward could never handle a request like that. He stopped in the driveway looking up into the illuminated kitchen window. Esme stood in his view as Reneesme sat on her shoulders. Reneesme stroked Esme's hair as Esme spoke quietly to her. Carlisle smiled at the sight. He loved Esme beyond words. He wanted nothing else but the certainty of their safety. He knew what he had to do. He searched his pockets before finding his car keys. Quickly he got in and started the engine.

In the snowy mountainous region of Colorado, Cara lounged quietly in a quaint loft apartment overlooking the mountains. She sat in a plush recliner holding an empty mug as she flipped through the Premiere Values magazine. She had no real reason to ever buy a mug but this one had a moustache painted on it which she enjoyed so kept it around for decorative purposes. She heard a series of footsteps far off and promptly went to the door. She opened the door and stepped out to find a familiar face.
"Chelsea... hello." She opened the door wider. "Please." The girls walked in and Cara took her place on the recliner once more. "This is such a surprise! How have you been?" She asked with a smile. Chelsea was not amused. "What's the matter?"
"Are you expecting someone?" Chelsea asked with malice in her tone, wild red eyes wandering the room.
"Like who?"
"Don't lie to me, Cara, you know I hate that!"
"Like who, Chelsea?"
"Carlisle Cullen, of course." A cloaked man strolled through the still open door followed by three others. Cara looked at them as they lowered their hoods, she stood up defensively.

"What are you doing here?" Cara said searching through each of their minds.

"Carlisle has been gathering quite a few friends to testify against us. We thought that surely you would be among them." Aro stepped closer to Cara, his hand outstretched. She shrinked away from him, such dark thoughts plagued his mind. He touched her hand, she jerked it away. In a moment, Demetri held her against the wall by her throat.

"I don't like to be touched." Cara hissed.
Aro smiled at her and gave the signal for Demetri to release her. Demetri made no move. "Oh, and of course these two lovebirds meet again. It's been quite a while, hasn't it?" Aro chirped. Cara and Demetri exchanged murderous glares.
"I wouldn't call it love." Cara whispered viciously. Demetri chuckled and let her down slowly. Cara turned back to Aro, "What do you want?"
"We need to know that you will join us." Chelsea said slowly.
"Yes, dear, and to stand as one of our guards. You are still one of our most..." Aro searched for the correct word, "gifted... of the guards... even though no one is too sure of what you can do..." Aro looked at Cara and smiled.
"You want me to fight?" Cara said with a scoff, "The Cullens pose no threat to anyone. I do not deal with their affairs, nor yours, Aro. I'm sorry, but I would prefer to stay out of it." Near the door, Alec raged as a cloud of black smoke poured from his hands. Aro stared at Cara, not telling Alec to stop. In a second, the room was dark to Cara, but her eyes remained open.
"Alec, stop it, this was not part of the plan!" Chelsea screamed.
"Her refusal was not part of the plan." Alec rebutted. Demetri pulled Cara by her hair. She screamed, feeling the force of his hands. She could have used a shield. She could've set her body on fire so Demetri couldn't touch her. She could have fought back. But for years she fought to keep her powers hidden from Aro. She knew that if he saw the extent of her abilities, they would never let go of her. Nobody, not even Chelsea knew the vastness of it.
"Help us defeat the Cullens." Aro cooed, taking Cara's hand in his. "It is the only way." She put up a shield to filter out her thoughts from Aro. He didn't notice. While he looked into her mind, she searched his mind for the answers she needed. A child... an immortal child... it was Edward's.
"You must join our side." Aro cooed as Demetri's grip on her hair tightened.
"Demetri, don't kill her!"
"I know what I'm doing!"
"Stop!"

"Okay!" Cara shouted, hushing those around her. Aro let go of her, Demetri followed. The room came into focus. There was silence. Cara stared at the pattern of the wood on the floor, breathing hard, "I'll be your witness." Chelsea went to Cara and helped her up from the floor. Chelsea smoothed out Cara's hair and hugged her lightly.

"Thank you, Cara" she whispered.
They all slowly exited, apart from Aro who stayed behind for a moment to admire the loft.

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When Carlisle went to the door, it was already partially open. The living room looked like a tornado had gone through it—recently. He sucked in a deep breath as he looked around, spying a small slip if white paper on the coffee table. He picked it up, feeling his stomach sink down to his feet.

She's ours.

Aro wrote it before taking Cara away. Aro turned into a monster—a monster seeking a bloodbath.