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BPOV

I walked back to my room feeling lost. Edward's accusations rang in my ears.

Do you always have to steal from me?

She was mine, and then you came along and ruined everything.

Deep inside, I knew Edward meant Alice, but how could that be? How could he never have mentioned it?

The room I was assigned to had an enormous wardrobe full of clothes I'd never wear. Not one pair of jeans. The closest item I found was a pair of skin tight black leather pants. At least being a vamp, I felt sexy.

I slipped into the pants and found a semi-revealing navy-velvet blouse. After dressing, I stared in the mirror. Staring back was a girl too unbelievable to be me.

Knock. Knock.

"Come in," I said, and turned to the door.

"Hi." Edward's hands were in his pockets. His gaze drifting from the floor to me. "Can we talk?"

"Sure," I said and moved to sit on the oversized bed.

He sat across from me in a cushioned chair. I waited for him to start, but he stared at his hands.

"Edward."

"I'm sorry."

He looked at me, his normal topaz eyes bordering black. "I should never have left. I thought it would be safer for you. I couldn't bear the thought of you getting hurt."

So much had happened since I left Forks that I forgot why I first came to Volterra. "It's okay."

He shook his head. "No, Bella, looks at what's happened." His brow creased and I could almost feel his pain. "Alice is dead. You changed. I'm working with the Volturi. Everything is ruined and it's all because I left."

I don't know why, maybe it was because I still loved him, but I flew to his side. "It's not your fault. Don't blame yourself."

His hand reached for mine and I gave it to him. "Bella, I don't know what happens next, but I want you to know that if you'll have me, I'll never leave your side, ever again."

If I'll have him? I felt his hand against mine, warmth running through every fiber. Edward and I had something real, something more than just fiery passion. Could we start over? Forget about all our mistakes? For a moment, I thought yes.

I slid onto his lap. His eyes searched mine. His hands moved across my arms then up to my face.

"Bella…"

The word hung in the air and our lips found each other.

The room swirled around us. I lost myself in his kiss and touch. Edward had always been cautious. Not anymore. A low growl escaped his lips and he jumped, with me in his arms, onto the bed. The lush blankets sunk us in and all I could think about was the fire growing inside me.

His hands rubbed against my legs. Each spot he touched lighted on fire, driving me insane. His lips trailed down my neck, around my collarbone and near my chest. My hands dug into his back, bringing him closer to me. I breathed in his scent, losing myself to it. One of his hands landed on my stomach, caressing it.

I wanted to scream and rip off all his clothes.

Knock. Knock.

"Not now," Edward yelled.

"Aro wants to see the both of you. I suggest you hurry," a girl said.

"Jane…" Edward leaned down and kissed my forehead. "We have to go."

I nodded and he helped me to my feet. There were still things we needed to talk about, but I guess that would have to wait until later.

We left the room, hand in hand. A young girl with blond hair and crimson eyes glared at us.

"Bella, this is Jane," Edward said.

"Hi," I said, wondering if I should shake her hand.

"We're already late," Jane said and turned down the hallway.

Jasper walked out of his room as we passed. Our eyes met and suddenly I felt guilty. I watched as his gaze went to Edward's hand wrapped in mine. I needed to explain, but there wasn't time.

The three of us followed Jane down a dark hallway and into a large circular room. Three men sat on black thrones. I stood closer to Edward, watching the ancient vampires. The one in the middle stood and I recognized him as Aro.

"I see we're getting along again. How wonderful." Aro floated over to us. His long black hair trailing behind him. "Ahh, Isabella, what a pleasure to finally meet you."

Aro motioned for me to go forward.

"It's okay," Edward whispered and let go of my hand.

Aro stood in front of me, smiling. His translucent skin seemed even older than him. He took my hand, that same fake, creepy smile painted on his face. I tried not to be afraid, but from what I knew of the Volturi they were dangerous. Extremely dangerous. I'd already lost Alice. I couldn't lose anyone else.

I was so lost in my thoughts, I didn't realize the whispering going on with the other vampires. Aro's forehead creased.

"Hmmm, well, that's interesting," Aro said and dropped my hand. "It seems you'll have to tell me the old fashioned way."

"Tell you what?" I didn't understand what he meant or why everyone gaped at me.

"About the compound."

"Oh."

Taking a breath, which I don't think I, actually, needed I explained everything I knew about the scientists, the werewolves and the experiments. After my tale, Aro returned to the other two vampires and the three of them whispered.

"What's going on?" I said to Edward as he took my hand again, holding me close to his side.

"I don't know," he replied.

While we waited, my gaze shifted to Jasper who stood off to the side, his face blank. Jasper and I needed to talk. It killed me to see him hurt, knowing that I only made it worse. He lost Alice, Edward and him were fighting. I had to fix this.

But at the same time, I couldn't ignore the strange longing I had. Maybe a part of him slipped in with me when he changed me. Whatever it was, I couldn't pretend it wasn't there.

And either could he.

Hope you enjoyed that and again, sorry for such a long absence.