Another update! And it's taken less than a year! I'm good, hu?

A huge thanks to my beta, rascalflattsgurl43, but an even bigger thanks to everyone who's stuck with David and Jane.


Chapter 28 - Reunion

Jane

"David," I announced, walking back into our bedroom, "What do you think?"

He was standing in front of our mirror, and his back to me. But I could see from his reflection...

Well, Alice was right. He does look good.

Alice had fitted him with a black Ralph Lauren suit and a dark green satin shirt. He was looking down, adjusting his jacket, when he looked up, and turned around.

"I look stupid," he groaned.

I smiled, walked over, and tugged on his coat.

"You look good," I said. "Very John Clark."

He laughed.

I leaned against him a little closed. "Gonna tell me I don't look good?"

Alice had given me a tight fitting Gucci dress, and gold Badgley Mischka heels. It was fun dressing up, and I knew David was enjoying it too. Even though he'd never admit it.

"Since you asked," he began, wrapping his arms around me, "Seeing you all dolled up, kinda reminds me of prom night."

I purred, as he pulled me closer. "Promise you'll dance with me tonight?" I whispered.

He leaned in, and whispered in my ear, "Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door."

I smiled, and not just because his warm breath had washed over by bare neck. I leaned in, and laid kisses up his neck, to behind his ear.

"Jane, if you keep this up, we won't be going out tonight," I could hear the smile in his voice. "And we'd have gotten all dressed up for nothing."

"Oh, I don't know," I said with a smile, "All the more for us to take off."

Our lips meet, and we pressed even closer together. David gripped my ass, spun us around, and lifted me up onto the dresser.

I wrapped my legs around him and started unbuttoning his shirt.

We were both interrupted by a pounding on the door.

"Would you two just save it!" Alice shouted.

We opened our eyes, and David rolls his.

"Fuck off, Alice!" he shouted.

Alice tossed the door open, and stormed in.

"Straighten your clothes and come downstairs! We're waiting on you!" she instructed.

David pulled up his sleeve and checked his watch. "You said 9:39. we've got 10 minutes, and we're not ready yet!"

I made to break apart, but he held onto him. He turned his head and said, "I'm not done with you."

"We're going early since we're ready and are not doing to wait for you two to have a quickie!"

I snickered, and David smiled.

"Come on, honey. Think we could bang one out in ten minutes?"

"Oh, I love when you sweat talk," I teased.

Alice clapped her hands impatiently. "Come on! Let's go!"

David helped me off the dresser, and took a step back. He fixed his shirt, as I hitched my dress back down my legs.

David took a step closer, and I saw that wicked glimmer behind his eyes. "When we get back, we're finishing this," he breathed.

Before I could respond, Alice had both of us in a death-grip, and was physically dragging us out the door.

David

Even with Jane's adept driving skills, we were far behind the Cullens. No matter how hard she tried, her big Land Rover couldn't keep up with the Cullen's sports cars. So by the time we pulled into Burlington, and found a place to park, they were nowhere to be found.

Alice texted us the address of Club Metronome, and we made our way through Burlington.

As much fun as it was having the world see Jane on my arm, I was acutely aware of the stares she got. Most of them were harmless college kids who had lust and fantasy behind their eyes, but the way they stared made me wanna...

Jane squeezed my hand and laughed.

"Did I ever tell you that you growl when you're jealous?" she asked.

"I'm not jealous."

"You are, and I like it," I turned, and saw she was wearing a lighthearted smile. "It's funny."

I took a step closer, and wrapped my arm around her waist. "And why's that?" I breathed.

Her smirk grew confident. "You really think I have eyes for anyone else?"

I smiled, leaned in, and kissed her behind the ear. She giggled, and pressed closer to me. I could feel the jealous eyes on me.

That's right, assholes, I thought, She's all mine.

I thought about how I could coax her into a more... indecent show of public affection, when I felt someone approaching. And then I felt a migraine.

"Can you two keep it on ice for two minutes?" Alice demanded.

We broke apart, and I glared at the annoying little pixie.

"What?" I demanded.

Alice huffed. "We are trying to have a fun family night, and you two just can't keep your hands to yourselves! I can see we're going to have to separate you two!"

Before I could run for my life, Alice grabbed my hand, and started dragging me towards the club.

I struggled, but she was far too strong.

I turned back to Jane, and she was struggling not to laugh.

"Honey! Help! I'm being kidnapped!" I called, as Alice pulled me further away.

"I won't pay the ransom until she sends body parts," Jane teased.

Alice dragged me to the front of the club, were the rest of the Cullen's were gathered and clearly waiting for us. Nessie's face jumped out; her head was swiveling, and she had an eager, attentive expression. She looked like she didn't want to miss anything.

Kid looks like it's her first time out.

"We've done everything we can to keep her safe," Edward grimaced.

"This is so cool!" Nessie exclaimed, moving to the rhythm.

Jake was hovering behind her, and he kept looking through the crowds. I got the impression he wasn't too thrilled having her here either.

Rose walked up to her, and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Come on, kid. Let's show you a good time."

With an air of supreme confidence, Rose strode forward, leading Nessie inside. Either from awe, or some fear of her unnatural presence, the crowds parted for her. Even the bouncers jumped out of the way.

Edward and Jasper lead the rest of us towards the rope. Since none of us had Rose's intoxicating beauty, the bouncer opened his mouth to challenge us.

He didn't get far.

"Ryan!" Jasper called cordially. "Haven't seen you all week. How are you?" he asked, holding out his hands. The bouncer smiled, and reached out.

It might not have looked like a hand-off if I hadn't made a few of my own.

"You know how it is, Jackson," he said with a smile, as he lifted the rope. "Same shit, different day."

As we walked through the parted ropes, I looked over. Whoever he was, he probably made more that night than all week.

Once we were in, I headed for the bar. I had just ordered a drink when the rest of the boys joined me.

I turned, and studied their expressions. Jasper and Emmett looked to be enjoying themselves. Edward just looked out of place, and Jacob was given his watch-dog eyes to someone. I couldn't see who, but I guessed it was Nessie.

"So, what do you do at these places?" Edward asked.

I laughed, and raised my glass. "Drink."

"And if we don't drink?" A condescending tone crept into his voice.

"Well," I turned, and leaned against the bar, "You could fight, fuck or pick up a hooker."

Edward scoffed, but I meet his eyes with dead seriousness.

The smile fell.

"Wait, what?" he sputtered.

"Come on, man," Emmett laughed, with a slap on the shoulder. "He's just screwin' with you."

"I wouldn't be so sure," Jasper said slowly. I turned, and he was studying my expression.

I smirked, and turned to the crowds.

"Hey, Jane," I called. It was barely above my normal volume, but I knew she could hear me. Sure enough she appeared an instant later.

"Any reason you're bragging about your expertise in paying for sex?" she asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"Wait, you-" Edward started, then leaned in and whispered. "You told her?"

Jane snorted. "What he told me was, and I quote," to emphasis she held up finger quotes, "'She had box blond hair and big fake tits'."

Edward chocked on his own breath, and Emmett laughed.

"I remember the highlights," I shrugged, with a smirk at my own clever pun.

"But... you... and... Oh, my," Edward stammered.

"It was a long time ago," Jane reasoned, "And besides, it's far from the worst thing either of us have done."

The dj put on a new, upbeat tune. Jane smiled and started to sway with the rhythm.

"And just for bringing up Vixen," she grabbed my shirt, and pulled me towards the dance floor, "Remind me why I put up with you."

I smiled at her invitation and followed.

We reached the center of the club, and we were surrounded by sweat, lights and pulsing music.

Then song changed. To me it just sounded like noise, but it had a catchy beat.

Of course, Jane was holding my attention. She dropped my coat, lifted her arms over her head, and started to gyrate to the beat. I put my hands on her hips, and ground against her. She smiled, and closed her eyes.

As the song picked up, we moved closer together.

It was intoxicating. The music, the pulsing lights, and the feeling of her pressed so close. And it felt like the rhythm of the club was pulling us tighter together.

I lost track of time, but when the song was done, I was hot, sweating, and Jane and I were pressed impossibly close. Our eyes meet, and lust burned in hers.

I leaned in, and whispered, "Without these crowds, I'd have you right here on the dance floor."

"To hell with the crowds," she growled.

For emphasis, she took her razor sharp teeth, bit down on my shirt collar, and tugged. I leaned in, and nibbled on her ear.

But then... I felt another migraine coming.

"It's like babysitting two high schoolers!" Alice hissed.

I turned to her.

"Ali-"

"Yeah, fuck off," she finished with a wave of her hands. "You really need to come up with a new punch line".

As she spoke, she wedged herself between us, and was clearly trying to prevent us from making the whole club blush.

"And I've seen you continuing to be a bad influence on each other, so I'm separating you," Alice was doing her best motherly impression

"Fine," I sighed. "I'm getting a drink," I leaned around Alice, and whispered into Jane's ear, "And we're going to pick this up later."

Winded and thirsty, I made my way back to the bar. Jacob was maintaining his long-distance vigil of Nessie. From the mirror behind the bar I saw Em and Rose, and Jasper and Alice tearing up the dance floor. Even Bella and Edward were showing off their moves.

I turned to Jake. "You still don't know how to turn it off, do you?" I asked.

He turned. "Turn it off?"

"At a certain point you need to trust she can take care of herself," I said.

He firmly shook his head. "I trust her. But she's too unique, too special, not to be protected."

He turned to me. "The fact she's even alive is a miracle. And that's why I had to imprint on her. It's my duty to protect her."

I scoffed and shook my head.

"You don't know what it's like," he tried.

My head snapped towards him, "I know exactly what it's like!" I snarled, "And don't ever lecture me on duty."

I turned back to the bar. "Now, shut up and drink."

"No, I don't drink," he said.

I raised an eyebrow. "You don't drink?"

He shook his head again.

I caught the eye of the bartender. "Two shots of Soli and another Sam Adams."

"Wait, I told you I don't drink," he protested as the bar tender arrived.

"You also don't know how to shut it off," I said, as I handed him the other shot, and picked up my own glass. "Worst thing you can do is burn yourself out. That why you need to decompress."

He looked unsure but took the small glass. "So, what's this again?" he asked.

I just smiled. "Don't think, drink," as I upended my own glass.

At first I thought he was joking, but the way he nearly coughed his drink back up left no doubt. Yup, he's a virgin.

I smiled, as I realized that was true in more ways than one. First time drinking and only his second time in love. Still got a lot to learn.

I passed his beer, and he took it with a grateful look. But as he raised the bottle to his lips, and took a swig, it was clear he didn't drink beer either. In fact the sour face that appeared made me think of Jane, and her reaction to human food.

Thinking of Jane, I suddenly got a bad feeling. A tingle down the back of my neck, and my hair stood on end.

Trying to look casual, I picked up my drink and turned around, and sought out Jane. She was standing on the floor, eyes locked on one of the tables, and shock written across her face.

The rest of the family noticed, and followed her eyes.

So did I.

Even from across the bar, the skin of a vampire stood out. But the young woman he was talking to didn't seem to notice.

But Jane's reaction... She knows him.

Out of the corner of my eye, the bartender had set an icepick down on the counter, and had turned around to set up some bottles.

In one fluid motion, I set down my drink and palmed the small metal spike.

I heard Jacob saying something, but I was focused on the new vampire.

I moved through the crowds, careful not to suddenly draw his attention.

20 meters.

15 meters.

What was I going to do when I got there?

10 meters.

7.

5.

3.

Jane appeared in front of me.

"Horatio?" she asked.

He froze, and slowly turned around. He was wearing contacts, so his red eyes appeared a dark brown.

"Jane?" he gasped.

His eyes flicked to me, and he smiled.

"Oh, you liar," he laughed, and turned back to her. "That's him, isn't it? The guy you left Voltera for?"

"Do you know them?" the brunette asked.

"Yes," Jane said quickly, speaking to Horatio. "I just wanted to come over here and tell you that the tests came back, and it's not contagious."

"Contagious?" The brunette asked with concern.

"No, it's okay," she continued, "I know the rash looks bad and when the boils break the pus smells kinda weird, but it's okay! The doctors assured me it's not contagious."

The brunette dry heaved, and quickly stood up.

After she left, Horatio stared at her empty chair for a second, before turning back on her.

"Oh. My. God. You really have gone Cullen, haven't you?'' he laughed, and looked at me. "Oh, you and I have to meet."

He stood up, and held out his hand. Jane stepped more firmly between us.

He scoffed at her, but dropped his hand.

"Name's Horatio," he said, "And don't worry, I'm not gonna hurtcha'."

"No, you won't," Jasper said, suddenly beside him.

Edward, and Emmett soon flanked him, and even Jake was suddenly beside me.

I glanced over my shoulder, and saw the ladies had also joined us.

Horatio suddenly looked pale for a vampire.

"I don't want any trouble," he slowly raised his arms. "I'm just passing through, and I promise I'll never come back."

"You're here with them too, aren't you?" Rose demanded.

"No! No, no, I'm not," he insisted. "Not anymore!"

"They let you leave?" Jane asked, full of disbelief and suspicion.

He was about to answer, but paused, and took a full minute before, "You... you don't know?"

I looked around, and was both confused, and... happy?

"None of you know?" he pressed.

"Know what?" I asked.

He addressed Jane. "Sweetheart, I'm the seventh guard to leave since you did."

There was a collective hitched breath from those who didn't need to breath. Jake and I were just confused.

"Seven!" Jane asked.

"Yeah," he scoffed. "New guy."

"Salem?" she asked.

I took a step forward, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Jane.

Horatio nodded, and he suddenly looked slightly sick. "His name was Salem Cook. You guys hear of the New Zealand Mail-Man?"

"Yeah," Jasper said. "Serial killer, cut up victims, liked to mail remains to the families. Targeted young parents and couples, right?"

"Yeah, that's him."

"Wait," A headline article surfaced in the back of my mind. "They caught him dressed up as a cop outside a parents house right? Said he wanted to, 'hear the mother scream'."

Horatio looked genuinely ill. "You shoulda heard him talking about that. Swear to God, he probably jerks off to it."

His eyes flashed towards the girls. "Uh, sorry."

"So you left because you didn't like his stories?" Rose asked, dripping with sarcasm.

He stepped back, crossed his and looked down. "No."

"He, uh," Horatio said, still not looking up. "He does this thing where... He gets into your head. Like, whatever you're afraid of..."

Edward suddenly scoffed. "Ants?" he asked.

Horatio glared at Edward. "I don't like ants, alright?" he barked. "It's... the way they move."

He turned towards Jane. "But this guy... I mean I could feel them. Between my clothes, in my hair," he started rubbing his hands on his arms, "Under my skin."

He shuddered, and looked back at the group. "Yeah, he pulled that shit on me once and I was gone," he chuckled. "Lucky number seven."

"Seven," Jane repeated.

His crossed arms tensed. "And he, uh... he plays with his food. He likes to break bones, likes to..." he struggled for words, "Do it slowly."

"What's the matter?" Jacob barked. "Don't like to meet your meat?"

A couple of us smirked.

"Hey, we feed because we have to," he responded. "But... we don't make them suffer. Just snap their necks, and drink. It's not... you don't made a big thing out of it."

He looked around. "Salem usually doesn't dine with us. I think Aro figured out what a scene his selezionati was making. But when he does, it's memorable."

"So it's official," Edward asked. "Aro replaced Jane."

He scoffed. "No. Not even close," he turned to Jane. "Honey, even after all that shit you pulled, you couldn't touch this twisted freak."

"Stay," Jane blurted. All heads turned to her. "Horatio, stay here. With us."

"What, with the Cullens?" he laughed.

Rose looked absolutely murderous.

"Horatio, everything Aro told us is a lie!" she took a step forward. "There's another way. A better way," she moved even closer, "No-one has to die."

I smiled at her heartfelt conviction, and even the Cullens seemed to sway. Well, except Rose.

Horatio laughed her off. "Honey, I just got out of one gang, and I'm in no hurry to jump in bed with another. I wanna be on my own for a while."

"Then I think it's best you kept movin'," Jasper said.

Horatio nodded, and picked his coat off the back of his chair.

"Wait," Jane picked up a napkin, and scribbled her number on it.

"Oh, come on, hon'," Horatio smirked.

She handed it to him anyway. "Just in-case you change your mind," she pressed.

With an eye-roll, he took the napkin and stuffed it in his pocket. He looked back around the group, and saw that not every eye was as warm as Jane's.

"Nice seeing y'all again," he turned to me. "And it's real nice meetin' you."

I nodded, but said nothing.

Feeling the heat from the stares, he awkwardly threaded through the Cullens, and left.

Rose closed on Jane.

"Don't you EVER invite someone into our family!" she snarled.

Jane didn't notice. Her eyes were a million miles away, looking at a castle in the hill of Italy.

"Seven," she whispered.

I walked towards her. "Is that important?" I asked.

She turned, and meet my eyes. "David... no-one leaves. And... never en mass."

"What does that mean?" Jacob asked.

She was speechless. "I don't know," she finally answered.

Still not really getting the problem, I looked around, trying to understand.

They were all scared. Edward and Jasper looked to be having a silent conversation. Emmett was standing beside Rose, and holding her tightly.

I looked around for Bella, and saw that she had sought out Nessie and Jacob, and was tightly hugging both of them.

Alice was walking towards us. She no longer had that elfish look of mischief in her eyes.

"I'm sorry to just spring this on you," she said softly, "But it was the best way."

"Alice-" I began, anger starting to boil up my chest.

"I know you hate when people keep things from you," she interrupted. "And I'm sure it's part of the reason you don't like me," I thought back to how I felt when she refused to help us when Felix and Demetri found us. "And you won't believe me, but I'm only trying to do what's best."

I tried to stay mad. But, there was such a weight on her. I guessed it wasn't the first time she kept a secret from the family, and she must have known what her family said about her. I was again reminded of how much of a burden the Cullens' gifts could be.

"Let's go," Bella said, getting everyone's attention. "I think we've all had enough fun for one night."

As she spoke, her eyes fell, for only an instant, on Alice.


Jane parked the car inside the Cullen's barn, and we made our way inside.

Esme met us in the hallway.

"We're meeting in the dining room again," she said, and lead us into the house.

After the club, Jane and I had to drive back, along with Jacob and Nessie. The rest ran back, and we must have been far behind.

Esme led us down the hall, and towards the large dining room. As we reached the door, I could hear the buzz of conversation. It died when Esme opened the doors and led us in.

Rose, naturally, looked like she blamed us for all the problems in the world. The rest of the family looked like they had a more reasonable take on reality.

"Please, sit," Carlisle said, gesturing to the two open chairs.

"Yeah, sit! Get comfortable!" Rose snarled. "You've done nothing but bring the Volturi down on us, so please, make yourselves at home!"

"Do you need help with that?" I asked.

She furrowed her brows. "Help with what?"

Alice snickered.

"Help getting the stick outta your ass," I said.

The snickering had just started when Rose flew around the table.

"You worthless little-" she shouted as she dived for me.

I had enough time to raise my arms, before Jane jumped in front of me. I heard a thunderous crack, followed by a crash as Rose went through the wall.

"Damn!" Emmett cried.

When the dust settled, Rose appeared behind the Rose shaped hole in the wall, and she was snarling like a demon.

Jane had her back to me, but I could feel the rage coming off her.

"Don't touch him," she whispered.

Rose stepped through the hole, and in the dead silence of the house, each time her high heels hit the ground it resonated throughout the house.

"After what I did for you," Rose snarled. "You hit me, in my house."

Jane stood and lifted her nose. "I have no problem doing it again."

"Jasper, now would be good," Emmett called, quickly stepping in front of Rose, and placing hands on her shoulders.

Jasper sent out a wave of peace and calm.

"Please, we have much to discuss," Carlisle announced, standing at the head of the table.

Jane took a deep breath, and stepped back. She turned around, and briefly smiled.

As the rest of the family was sitting back down, Jane and I found our seats.

Rose sat down between Emmett and Nessie. Although she was sedated by Jasper, it escaped no one's notice that she was still less than thrilled with Jane.

"Jane, there are certain facts we need to you explain to us," Carlisle began. "First, who is Horatio?"

"A guard," she explained. "Horatio wasn't gifted in the way Demetri or Felix was, but he was very fast. Marcus seemed to like him."

"When he said seven people had left, that was significant," Edward asked.

Jane nodded. "No one leaves. I served them for two hundred and twenty eight years. In all that time, I've only known four guards, including me, who left," she paused to think further. "I'm surprised they could, Chelsea usually keeps everyone in line."

"New guy must really be something," Jake muttered to a round of nods.

"Edward, when Horatio was remembering what Salem's, ability was," I asked. "Did he show you what he did?"

"He did," he answered, as he looked towards Jane, "And I think there may be reason for concern."

"Explain," Carlisle said sharply.

"Yeah, isn't it like what Zafrina could do?" Emmett asked. "He just messes with you mind."

"Not... exactly," Edward began. "It's more than that. Zafrina could put an image in your mind, but you know it's not real. Salem is more like... a dream.

"You forget everything else, and all you know is the scenario he's playing for you. In Horatio's case, he really believed that there were ants moving inside of him. He really thought he felt and saw things moving under his skin. And there's a visceral feeling of fear," at this time, Edward turned towards Jasper. "It feels like what you do. He almost... pushes fear into you."

"So, you're not just scared because of what he's showing you, but because he's manipulating your emotions?" Jasper asked

"I think so," he answered.

"So?" Jake asked. "We've got Bella!"

"Emotions are more than just thoughts Jake," Jasper explained. "It's why she can't shield against my abilities."

"And Jake, this is more than just an illusion," Edward continued, sounding more and more troubled. "This is nearly mind control. I believe this man is psychically gifted to a degree we have not seen before."

There was a moment of very heavy silence.

"Alice," Carlisle called. "Do you see Salem attacking us?"

I looked over. Alice was staring dejectedly at her folded hands.

"It's not clear," she said. "Aro is playing with my vision somehow. It's like he's putting walls up in the future."

"So, you don't see anything?" I pressed.

She looked up at me, and smiled. "Your wedding is going to be so beautiful."

Jane and I shared utterly confused looks.

"What?" We asked.

She laughed. "No matter what happens, we have a future," she looked around trying to reassure everyone. "We all have a future," she pressed.

I looked around, and saw that they were still troubled.

"Jane, can you think of anyway that Aro could be toying with Alice's abilities?" Carlisle asked.

Jane thought seriously for a moment, then turned to Alice. "All we knew was that you couldn't see hybrids or the shapeshifters, and you could only see what decisions people made."

Alice nodded. "But this is more than people putting off decisions. There is definitely something blocking me."

"Joham!" Renesmee blurted out. "What if the Volturi are using hybrids?"

"You think he found the rest of the Amazonian hybrids?" Emmett asked.

Fear grew in her eyes. "Nahuel," she said, as she jumped up and dug out her cellphone.

"Wait, you..." Jake was confused. "You have him on speed-dial?"

Renesmee paused, and slowly turned around,biting her lip. "I knew you never liked him, so... I didn't know how to tell you."

He got to his feet, and asked, "Tell me what?" worry crept into his voice.

"Jake, calm down," Bella said. "They've been pen pals since he came to visit when she was two."

"Oh," Jake said.

I heard Nessie's phone ring.

"He says they haven't heard from his father in years," Nessie read. "Last contact they've had with anyone was the last time they visited us."

She looked around. "What should I tell him?"

"Nothing," I said, as all eyes fell on me. "If the Volturi are in the dark, let's keep it that way."

"You can't expect me to lie to him!" was Nessie's indignant response.

"You're not lying," I began. "You're just-"

"Keeping information on a need to know basis?" Jasper finished.

"Yeah," I said before thinking. Then I turned, and saw he was giving me a piercing look.

Damn. Guess I owe Alice an apology.

"David, I am very uncomfortable lying to our allies," Carlisle said, sternly. "Especially ones so valuable to us."

"David's right," Jasper defended. "We don't know what lengths Aro will go to anymore."

Those were the words that seemed to truly shake Carlisle. He took a deep breath, and turned to Jane.

"Jane, before you left..." he struggled for words, "Was Aro truly considering an unprovoked attack against my family?"

Jane twisted her hands, and looked around. The room and fallen silent, and all eyes were on her. She took a deep breath, and turned back to Carlisle.

"Yes," she said. "Carlisle, you're a threat to Aro. The way you feed, the way you treat the other covens, and the power of your family... I can see now that it's not your intention, but you can bring down everything the Volturi have been building for thousands of years. It's not about justice, and it hasn't been for a long time."

I turned from Jane to Carlisle. He carried himself with confidence, and every word he spoke carried the weight of his wisdom. But after hearing that people he considered friends and peers saw him as a an enemy, he looked truly shaken.

But he composed himself, and turned to Alice.

"Will anything come for us tonight?" he asked.

"No."

"Then I do not believe there is anything else to be done," Carlisle said, as he stood, "We will resume this tomorrow."

We exchanged glances for a moment, before all standing to leave.

I took Jane's hand, and we followed the steps up towards our new room in the Cullen estate. As I climbed the stars, something starting gnawing at me. Something I couldn't put my finger on.

Jane and I had just stepped through the door when I remembered it.

"Jane," I began, "When Rose said something about 'what she did for you', " Jane, who was in the middle of taking off her shirt, froze completely. "What did she mean?"

Jane remained a statue for a moment, then she changed at vampire speed into sweats and a baggy t-shirt.

"David," she began, then paused, "Wait here."

She walked past me, and out the door.

Whenever Jane moved at a human pace, she was usually giving herself more time to think.

I didn't know what her secret was. I gathered that it was something she was scared to tell me. What is she making such a big deal out of?

I shrugged off Alice's ridiculous jacket and shit, and got back into a more comfortable pair of gym shorts and cotton tee.

As I finished, I closed my eyes, and felt Jane coming back down the stairs. I took a guess that she was coming back from the upstairs room I caught her in earlier.

I sat down on the edge of my bed, and waited. She slowly but surely, opened the door, and walked in.

She stood in the door for a second, clutching the folder in her hand.

"David," she began, "I found Rebecca."

Carlisle

As we dispersed, Esme and I headed upstairs. As we climbed, I tried to understand how Aro had come to hate me so much.

Yes, when I lived in Volterra, we had disagreed. And I knew he didn't agree with my regard for humans, but I thought we respected each other. It was with Aro's blessing that I went to America. Before I found Esme we had corresponded, and it was me who told him about the New World in North America. We stopped writing once I found Esme and Edward, but I assumed that we were still friends.

How could Aro think I wanted to overthrow him? All I ever sought was peace.

"Carlisle?" Esme asked. She was worried for me.

"I... Would you please excuse me?" I asked. She was worried but nodded.

I turned, and followed the hallway to my study.

As I opened the door, I saw my father's heavy leather Bible on my desk. Where it had been since I meet with David and Jane.

I walked towards it, stopping in front of my desk. I reached out, and gently touched the ornate cross printed on the cover.

Feeling more lost than I had in many decades, I kneeled down, drew a cross over my chest, and folded my hands.

Father, I prayed silently, I fear for the safety of my family, and I do not know what do to. I fear that at any day the men I considered friends could come for us, but I cannot bring myself to start this war. I fear that if I do nothing, I will lose my family.

Father, please, what do I do?