Hello readers!

On my author page is a link to a video slide show of the next generation and people who will be mentioned in this story. If it tickles you pink feel free to go check it out.

Here's a little bit of Romance for you guys, thanks for the reviews its great hearing from the readers. I'm glad everyone is excepting of me turning Seth and Renesmee into villains. When I first started writing the sequel I hadn't even thought of making them villains, and it just happened to work out that way as I sat down to write the story.

I hope the fight sequence was better than most of the fights I wrote in IOMH.

Anyways I own nothing except the original charecters.

Chapter Three: No Love Like Ours

I stopped outside Manda's house and rang the door bell. Rosalie opened the door and smiled at me,

"Hey Clovis, here to see Manda." I nodded then she looked at me critically, "You look terrible, what happened?" She asked taking my warm face in her bitter cold hands examinging it, "Where you fighting Sean again?" She asked concerned letting me into the house,

"No, Seth Clearwater, him and Renesmee decided to show up at Hogwarts then Seth and Renesmee tried to weasel their way into the pack." She shook her head,

"I can't believe their back finally." She trailed off sadly, I knew she was thinking about my Aunt Bella and how her heart had broken when Nessie left and became Renesmee to us all. "Anyways, Manda is up in her room." She told me letting me in. I walked into the living room and saw Emmet sitting on the couch watching a game of football.

"How's it going Clovis?" He asked not even looking back from the telly. I shrugged,

"It's going, Renesmee and Seth showed up." He looked up from the Telly this time,

"Seth did quite a number on you didn't he?" He asked I nodded, and he shrugged, Manda ran down the stairs and jumped into my arms wrapping herself around me. I chuckled having missed seeing her. Nineteen and beautiful as ever, he long blond hair hung around her face brilliantly and her blue eyes were just as deep as oceans.

"Hey you." I whispered giving her a soft kiss on the lips causing her to giggle. She rubbed her nose against mine,

"I've missed you." She whispered climbing out of my arms and taking my hand leading me up to her room. She laid down on the bed and pulled me down next to her.

"I love you." I whispered laying down next to her taking in the intoxicating scent of Manda. She had a scent all her own. Something like warm vanilla and jasmine. She looked up at me smiling,

"I love you too." She replied all smiles before rolling over on top of me causing me to groan.

"You're going to be the death of me woman." She looked at me nervous. "What's going on Manda?" I asked starting to sit up.

"The Volturi came by today."I nodded,

"And?"

"They said I only have three months to conceive so that I can be turned." I laid there shell shocked,

"What happens if we aren't pregnant in three months?" I asked looking down and her pale white hands taking them in my own,

"They'll kill me Vice, they'll kill me and my parents." I pulled Manda in tight to me; just holding her, part of me couldn't believe how rushed we were. The Volturi were threatening Manda, and with Seth and Renesmee on the loose I wouldn't want my child living like that. Plus it would a never ending cycle of turning a child.

"Don't worry; I won't let anything happen to you. We'll play by their rules." She nodded kissing my cheek; I ran my fingers through her long blonde hair,

"I'm scared." I smiled at her trying to be brave, sixteen and about to become a daddy, that's scary shit.

"I know, I am too." I admitted holding my love gently kissing her softly, "Don't worry, we'll get through this, we'll get through this and everything will be okay." I assured her watching her nod. Normally making love to Manda was amazing sensual loving everything making love should be. This time it was tense full of fear, but also full of hope. After we finished Manda laid down next to me kissing the hollow of my throat.

"What do you think our baby will look like?" She asked softly, I smiled imagining a little boy with her bright blue eyes and my dark curls.

"I think our baby will be perfect." I whispered kissing her, "Manda?" I whispered quietly into the dark,

"Yeah?" She sighed sleepily nestling her head into the crook of my neck wrapping her body around mine,

"Marry me?" I asked touching her pale white cheek gently, she nodded her head before drifting off into sleep,

"Okay." She replied falling asleep leaving me smiling.