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AN: Thank you to all my reviewers. Please keep reviewing the story so I know you like it.

Sorry for the long wait. I have been busy with RL trying to get a job. Plus I have had major writer's block. I didn't plan this story out before I started writing it so I am basically winging it. It might take me a bit of time to put the chapters together. Just bare with me though. I won't ever abandon the story.

This chapter is NOT Beta'd. I edited as best I could, but there are probably still some mistakes. I promise Peter/Bella fluff in the next chapter. I wanted to finally get this one up.

Chapter 14

EmmettPOV

As I ran through the woods with my mate toward Indian Falls, I couldn't help thinking how lucky I am. My mate is the most beautiful thing I have ever laid eyes on with her long golden hair, sapphire blue eyes, and heart-shaped face. Her body was a whole other thing. She had a nice, firm looking chest (around a C-cup), and a tiny waist that flowed seamlessly into slightly wider hips and long graceful legs. She was perfect for me – not too tall, but not extremely short either. I would guess she was around 5'9" to my 6'5".

We finally reached my intended destination and I slowed to a stop. Turning toward the gorgeous vampire at my side, I was lost for words. Me, Emmett Dale McCarty was a nervous wreck because of my own mate. If Jazz-man could see me now, he would be laughing his ass off.

"Um…I uh…" I stuttered like a complete idiot.

Abbie just smiled sweetly before sitting on a rock near the falls and patting a place next to her as an invitation for me to join her.

"So Emmett, how were you changed?" the angel next to me asked.

Feeling a bit more comfortable at the sight of her smile I told her of my change. I told her how I went out hunting with my dad and brother and how we got separated. I told her how, in the process of looking for my family, I quite literally ran into a momma bear and her cub foraging. I continued on to explain how the momma bear attacked me in defense of her young and how Rosalie just happened to run by at that moment and scared the two off. I finished by telling her how Rosalie carried me nearly one-hundred miles to Carlisle and begged him to change me. I even went so far as to tell her about mine and Rose's relationship and recent divorce.

When I was done talking, I looked over to see a wide-eyed Abigail staring at me.

"What's wrong babe?" I can't believe I just said that. I knew I would be blushing if it were possible.

She just smiled at me and said, "Don't worry so much Emmett. I don't mind you calling me endearments – you're my mate. Though I am quite mad at my sire at the moment. She told me you were bigger than life and never shy. She was always telling us about her big brother bear who always welcomed her with a bear hug and found inventive ways to make her blush. That's the man I want to get to know. Not this shell of what I'm assuming you used to be. I can understand some nerves at first, but this continued shyness and nervousness is baffling to say the least."

I was stunned. So much so that I couldn't make myself speak. So she continued while standing up and dusting off her delicious behind.

"Listen, I don't know what's up, but when you decide to act like yourself instead of a shy high school virgin, come find me. I gotta hunt" and just like that she ran off leaving me stunned and scared that I just lost my mate.

I knew that this wasn't me. Normally, I would have been claiming her against a tree by now. Yet here I sit- alone- and too scared to make a move on the one person who is my match in every way.

I wonder when I stopped acting like me. It didn't take me long to realize that I had been off kilter since the day we left Forks and my baby sister behind. I still feel guilty about leaving her like that. I was her big brother- her brother bear- and I just left her when she needed me to protect her from the heartbreak she went through. I haven't laughed or played videogames since we left Forks. How can I trust myself with the angel that is my mate when I couldn't even keep my promise to protect my baby sister? Maybe Abbie will be better off without me.

I was so deep in thought that I didn't notice the person sneaking up on me until I felt a sharp stinging sensation on my left cheek.

"What the Fuck?" I yelled in pain. When I looked up I was looking into the red eyes of the very person I had let down all those months ago.

"That was for screwing up and making me drag my now frustrated ass out here to knock some sense into you!" Bella screamed in my face. "I already told you that I forgave you for leaving Emmy-bear. You just need to let it go and move on. Abigail is a wonderful girl who is a lot like you. Whenever I gave the newborns down time, the first place she would go was the arcade. She's loud and proud and her, along with her sisters, are the best spies I could ask for. She had a hard start to this life Emmett. She needs the real you to feel safe. The real you would have claimed her first and asked question later. So get your act together and go after her." With that she stood up and ran back the direction she came from.

I felt lighter knowing that my sister forgave me and I felt a familiar and welcome energy rush back into me. I stood up with a determination I hadn't felt for months and started running after my mate intent on catching her and showing her the real Emmett Dale McCarty.

AbbiePOV

I let my sisters know where I was going and why so that they could inform Miss Bella so she wouldn't worry.

I took the time while on my hunt to think about my mate. His nervousness was cute at first when I thought it was just the normal nerves from first meeting each other. Then it got really annoying when I realized that he was actually shy around me. I mean what the fuck? Miss Bella told me all about the man who is my mate. He's strong, witty, charismatic, funny, a video game fanatic like me, and a practical joker. I was really excited to meet that man- the one who is my match in every way- not the man I left twenty minutes ago- a shy, nervous wreck. I wonder if I'll ever get to meet the curly –haired, over-zealous man with cute dimples I was told so much about or if I'm stuck with that shell of a vampire as a mate.

I dropped the rapist I had just drained and was about to head back to camp when, out of nowhere, I was picked up and slammed into the wall behind me. I was about to attack the offending vampire when I noticed the scent- cinnamon and nutmeg. It smelled just like coming home; my Emmett. I was brought out of the haze his mouth-watering scent put me in by his deeper than normal, husky voice.

"Don't ever leave me again mate. You wanted the real Emmett McCarty; now you got him. I am going to claim you right here and now so that everyone will know that you are mine. I am going to make you scream my name so loud that everyone will hear who you belong to. Is that clear my mate?" Oh my God! I think I just came a little from that voice alone.

I was so aroused that I could only answer him with a moan of need and acceptance. This was the mate I was waiting for.

Before another word could be said, Emmett crushed his mouth to mine in a primal and dominant kiss that made my toes curl in ecstasy. He forced his tongue into my mouth I pushed beck with my own. Without another word, my mate ripped both of our clothes from our bodies.

He pulled back just long enough for him to admire my body and let loose a satisfied growl before his mouth and hands were exploring my body. He ran his mouth from my jaw down to the junction where my neck meets my shoulder and sucked on the skin where his mark would go. Then he kissed from there down to my chest, running his tongue over every inch before he took my right nipple into his mouth making me let loose a deep, pleasure filled growl/moan.

While his mouth was working on my right breast, his hands continued to explore. He ran his right hand from my hip up to my left breast where he started to squeeze and massage it before giving the nipple a little pinch, making me scream out in pure ecstasy. While his right hand worked on my left tit, his left was running down my stomach to my dripping core. When he reached his destination, he started to tease the opening with his index finger while his thumb teased my clit; only barely brushing over it. Any time I tried to push my hips forward, he would pull them away. My need for him was becoming a physical pain. Then he spoke in his deep, desire filled voice.

"If you want it, you'll have to beg for it." What could I do except beg? I was desperate for him to touch me.

"Please baby, touch me. Fuck me with your fingers so hard that I gush all over you. Then fuck me with your magnificent cock till I can't remember my own name. Please." Without further ado, he plunged two fingers directly into my dripping pussy, making me scream out in relief and intense pleasure.

Till this moment my hands had been gripping his shoulders so that I could remain standing, but now that I had a little bit of relief, I decided that I should give my mate some of the same pleasure he was currently giving me. So I ran my hands from his shoulder, and ran my nails down his chest, lightly scraping his nipples and making him moan out appreciatively. I ran my hands down his impressive stomach muscles, and scraped my nails down the prominent "v" right above his hips and down toward his very large erection. With any warning I grabbed his cock tight- but not too tight- and started pumping him- slowly at first- then pumped faster when he did the same with his fingers in me. We both were letting loose deep, constant, animalistic growls and groans of pleasure. Then he used his thumb to start rubbing my swollen clit and I used my other hand to start massaging and gently tugging his balls. The added sensation made us both yell out as our orgasms hit us.

He never gave me a chance to come down from my intense climax before he was lifting me up the wall and plunging his still hard cock into my very sensitive core.

There was nothing slow and sweet about this claiming. It was raw, animalistic need; and I loved it. I had automatically wrapped my legs around his thick waist when he plunged into me. He didn't give me time to adjust to him before he was pounding into me relentlessly, making some of the wall behind me start to crumble. I was lucky that I felt no initial pain from him breaking my virginal barrier. Before I knew it, we were both climbing towards our second orgasms.

"Faster Emmett, harder. Come on baby fuck me; fuck me so hard that I can't walk back to camp afterwards." I hollered out in my lust induced haze.

He automatically did as I asked, slamming into me more forcefully, hitting a place deep inside me that caused me to almost cum without warning.

"You like that baby? You like me fucking you hard up against a wall where anyone could see us?" He asked huskily.

"Oh fuck yea Emmett. I'm almost there baby just a little more." I reply out of breath- quite the feat for a vampire.

Emmett moved his hand between us and started rubbing my sensitive little nub vigorously.

"Cum for me my angel. Cum all over me cock and hand." He demanded. That was the end for me and I came hard, Emmett following a few milliseconds later, biting me in the junction between my shoulder and neck- I did the same to him- marking each other as the other's mate. The marking threw us both into another intense orgasm and all I saw was white for a few seconds. When my vision came back, both Emmett and I were crumpled on the ground shaking in the aftershocks of our orgasms. After around five minutes, Emmett stood up, picked me up bridal style and ran us back toward Indian Falls so that we could start getting to know each other and get better acquainted with each other's bodies.

CharliePOV

Sitting here right now, I feel like the luckiest vampire alive. Just watching my beautiful mate talking and getting to know my son leaves me feeling warm and content.

I just watched as my Rose happily asking Michael questions about himself and, in turn, answering any questions he asks her.

I figure that I can get to know my mate later after Michael goes to sleep. Bella told me that I have to take things slow with Rose because of her traumatic change. She didn't tell me how Rose's change was traumatic, but she said that Rose would tell me when she was ready. All I can do for now is get to know her and show her that I'm there for her.

RosePOV

I can't believe the direction my life has turned. This morning I was a divorced vampire with no clue where my next step would be. Now I have a mate in Charlie Swan and a child in little Michael. My soul, which has been in agony for the last 80 years with the knowledge that I would never have a child, feels a little lighter.

The first thing I did once Bella dismissed us was run into my mate's arms and held onto him with everything in me. When I finally let him go, the first thing I asked him was if I could see Michael. At first I felt bad for asking because I thought he would be think I didn't want to get to know him, but he calmed my nerves by smiling softly and guiding me to the front door of the house where Michael was waiting for us.

I was a little nervous at first, but after a little push from Charlie, I walked up to Michael and introduced myself,

"Hello Michael, I'm Rosalie Hale. Would you mind if I sat and talked to you for a little while?"

"That would be great Rose!" With that he took my hand and started dragging me inside the house and toward the couches.

Once there he sat down and drug me with him.

"Rose are you going to be my mommy?"

Well that was an interesting way to start this conversation.

"I will be if you want me to be. I think we should get to know a little bit about each other first though." I told him happily.

From there, the conversation got easier. I learned that Michael was abandoned by his father as soon as he had learned to walk at the age of six months. He was all alone until he found Victoria and Bella's camp six months ago. Since then he found Charlie and bonded with him as father and son. They are now really close and nearly inseparable.

General POV for Char and Mitchell

As soon as Bella dismissed everyone, Mitchell grabbed Charlotte, threw her over his shoulder, and ran at vampire speed up to her –now their- room. He didn't even stop to open the door, he just smashed through it. As soon as he was through the door he turned and slammed Charlotte into the wall next to where the door used to be. Before she could even take a breath he was pressing his lips to hers in a wild, hungry kiss that showed her all his passion and desire for her. Charlotte responded to his kiss immediately responded to his kiss with the same amount of passion and desire.

Not able to control themselves any longer, they ripped each other's clothes off and Mitchell slammed is impressive length into Charlotte's dripping core. Not giving her much time to adjust to his large girth, Mitchell started to forcefully pump himself into his new mate's wet passage. Not one to let the male have all of the fun, Charlotte pushed off the wall with all her might – catching her mate off guard- and slamming them both down onto the floor where Charlotte started to furiously ride her mate's throbbing member, slowing down every once in awhile to keep Mitchell right on the edge without ever being able to reach his release.

When he finally had enough, Mitchell grabbed Charlotte by her waist and quickly flipped them both over so that he was on top. He then proceeded to use his newborn strength and speed to continuously jackhammer in and out of his new mate. Within minutes of this new pace they were both nearing their completions and as they both exploded in orgasmic bliss –screaming each other's name- they bit into each other's neck forever marking them as true mates.

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When they both recovered from their post orgasm bliss, they decided to just lay in each other's arms and get to know each other a little bit.

"So how were you changed my love?" Mitchell asked Char, thinking it was an easy question to start with. He quickly discovered that it was far from easy as he saw the look of pain on his new mate's face.

"I was born on May 6, 1896 on a ranch in Rankin, Texas. I had the two best parents in the world, my older brother Peter, and two younger siblings – a brother and a sister. I don't remember my last name as a human, but I do remember that I grew up helpin' my mama tend the house and getting to help my daddy with the horses if I finished my chores. I remember that Peter was my hero and he was always willing to teach me something. He taught me how ride my first horse when I was 5 years old and he is the one who taught me how to read and write. Anyway, on the afternoon of August 1, 1913, Peter and I were on our way back from town where we were doin' the shoppin' for mama, when the Major grabbed us, pulled us into the cover of the trees, and bit us. After burnin for three days, I woke up in a tent alone. I was so scared because I had no idea where my big brother was or even if he was still alive and I had no clue why I could see, smell, and hear so well all of a sudden. I remember my throat burning in thirst. It felt like someone had poured acid down my throat. I remember Maria coming into the tent and, when she saw me awake, explained what I was and that I was to serve in her army. After that she called for someone to take me hunting and that was that. From that point on, I was trained to kill newborns and I had to constantly fend off would be rapists. I didn't always succeed. Through all of this I never forgot my brother and continuously wondered what had happened to him. After a year of fighting for my life, I was told that my service was over and that I had to report to Major Whitlock to be discharged. Little did I know that, in this army, "discharged" meant be killed. When it was my turn to be discharged, I decided that I wanted to look into the face of my exterminator and low and behold, there was my beloved brother. When he saw that it was me standing in front of him and the major, he ran at me, grabbed my hand, and just started running. I was too stunned to do anything but follow him so that's what I did for hours and hours. After about six hours of running we stopped and discovered that no one was coming after us. Five years later we went back for the Major and got him out of that hell hole." After Charlotte finished her tale she refused to look into her mate's eyes, afraid of the disgust she was sure she would see there.

Noticing his mate's fear of his reaction, Mitchell moved to reassure her. So, grabbing her face and gently turning it so he could look into her eyes, he attempted to alleviate her fears.

"Love, you did what you had to in order to survive a horrible situation. Think about it this way, if you had never been turned, we never would have met and found the other half of ourselves."

Charlotte let out the breath she was unknowingly holding.

"Thank you my mate. I think I needed to hear that. Now will you tell me how you were turned?" Charlotte asked curiously.

"I was born in Scobey Montana on January 15, 1990 to Monica Lewis. She had to raise me by herself because my father left her when she wouldn't get an abortion. Her parents disowned her for the same reason. We lived on the ranch of a nice elderly couple who took pity on my mom when she was pregnant with me. All she had to do to earn her keep was help clean around the house while she was pregnant and then help everywhere else after she had me. I learned to ride when I was four years old and I started helping brand calves when I was six. The years went on and we continued to help on the ranch. I helped by breeding, raising, breaking, and selling horses as well as the normal maintenance work. When I was 15, the elder man, Mr. Johns, died of a severe heart attack. He died before we could even react. Mrs. Johns joined him only a few months later, dying in her sleep. They were true soul mates. In their will, the Johns left the ranch and everything on it to my mom and me. After grieving for the nice couple who took us in, mom and I got back to work. We hired a few ranch hands that we knew we could trust to help us with the ranch and we prospered for the next four and a half years. Around six months before I turned 20, my mom had to go to town to sell our milk and produce to the local grocer. She never made it back home alive. On her way home, she was hit by a hay truck whose driver wasn't paying attention to where he was going. She died almost instantly. After that, all I could do was bust myself with work and keep the ranch going. I was really depressed because I now had no one left. The ranch hands were all my friends, but they just weren't family. I drowned myself in booze and women any time I wasn't working, and sometimes while I was. About two months after I turned 20, in March of 2010, I was out trying to Saddle break this gorgeous midnight black mare, when a cougar came out of nowhere and spooked her, which threw mw from the saddle. Having a still target interested the cougar more than the moving one so it attacked me and nearly killed me. Bella and Victoria saved me by turning me. I was the first recruit to their army. They aren't like that bitch Maria though. When I opened my eyed to this life – remembering everything from my human life- they explained everything to me, including their vendetta against the Cullens and their plans to bring down the tyrant known as Maria. When I told them about the ranch, they helped me arrange things so that it would keep running and prospering while I was away. Since then, I have been helping them build their army and train the troops. They run the operation kind of like the U.S. military. We are kept full and always have clean clothes. They even pay a little something each month so that we don't end up completely destitute at the end of this. None of us were changed against our will either. We all were either dying or had such crappy lives that we asked them to change us." The look on Charlotte's face when he was done with his story put a smile on Mitchell's face. Her look was one of awe and respect for both Bella and Victoria. When she started thinking about his ranch though, she grew concerned.

"Babe, how are you going to continue running your ranch when animals are naturally afraid of us?" she asked worriedly. His smile grew a little bit at her question.

"That's easy gorgeous. I'll just release my second power on them." Now Char looked really confused.

"What second power? I thought you only had control over ice."

"I'm an animal whisperer. My second gift is that animals aren't afraid of me and they listen to and understand me when I talk to them."

"That's amazing love. Now, I think we have talked enough. I think it's time to show me your inner animal." She said with a mischievous little smirk on her face and a glint in her eye.

As Mitchell pounced on his very horny mate, his last thought was, God I love this woman.