A/N: Wow, I know, almost a year since I last updated this story but that's because my mother is too lazy to get me a new Microsoft Package so I can use word on my laptop again. Alas, for now I am reduced to using Google Doc and then getting on my moms desktop and retyping the whole thing. I would like to say that I hate chapters that are just authors notes, so if you actually read this, you will know that I do not update authors notes. If anything then it will be a short, 1 to 2 page teaser of the next chapter. That is all I have to say on that matter, and now onto chapter 9 of The Rise of Power.

POV: Jane

After I got Bella all dolled up for the special date that Alec got her to agree on (even with it being a surprise for her_, and her and Alec both left, I confided in my mate.

"Jasper what do I do? She was supposed to be dead for millennia, and now I'm smelling her scent on Bella's things. I'm so confused, Bella wouldn't be her would she?" I cried out, my eyes filling with venom tears that I would never be able to cry.

"Well for right now, how about we just leave it alone. You could have seen something that reminded you of whomever this person is and smelt her scent through a memory. If it happens again then you and I can go talk to the brothers and get their opinions on it. Who knows, it might be another of Bella's powers that are slowly coming in," Jasper said smartly, causing me to beam up at him. I knew there was some reason that I loved him. Sending him my emotions cause him to smile back and quickly peck me on the forehead. "Now, lets get back to your training. This time if there is a distraction, work it to your advantage, okay?"

"Got it, but how am I supposed to work it to my advantage if it's a distraction?" I asked him.

"You think of something," he reminded me. "Now, get into position."

"Yes Major," I replied, saluting sarcastically, before getting on with the show of learning how to fight better without my power.


When I saw Bella after Jane was done, I couldn't stop my jaw from dropping and my eyes to get wide.

"You look beautiful," I tell her, taking in her ripped skinny jeans and her trucker flannel over a white tank top. I reached for her hand and when she placed hers in mine, I bent over and kissed her knuckles, smiling at her.

"You look pretty well yourself," Bella told me, letting her eyes roam over me. I wasn't wearing anything too fancy, just some dark blue jeans and a white button down with my usual, original converses. "So, can I know where we are going jut yet?" Bella asked me, pouting slightly.

"As tempting as it is to just tell you, my dear Isabella, I shall not do so for it shall ruin the surprise."

"But Alec, I don't like surprises!" Bella whined.

"Trust me?" I asked her, before guiding her out of the room that Jane got her ready in and leading her out towards the main hall so I can get the keys needed for our mode of transportation, (meant to be a surprise as well).

"I do trust you, it's just the unknown that I don't trust…and other women. Have you seen how hot you are tonight, Alec?" Bella asked me.

"I have, and if I look anything like you, then you will have to be fighting off anyone that gets near me, like I will have to do for you," I responded, not arrogantly…just very confident.

"Don't let Jasper or my father hear you say that," she giggled beautifully, while turning her head to look up at me.

"Too late for that, Isabella," I heard Marcus say from behind us, causing me to gulp audibly.

"Hi daddy," Bella said sweetly, getting a soft chuckle from him. "You mustn't be too hard on Alec, I think he was distracted."

"And pray tell Alec, what would you have been distracted by?" Marcus asked me, one bushy eyebrow raised.

"On how beautiful Isabella looks, not only today but everyday as well for on a daily basis I am always thinking and daydreaming about my beautiful mate," I responded, hoping not to sound stalkerish.

"Aah, young love," Aro sighed as he glided past, sounding as high as a kite, or as if he is swimming with the birds, and flying with the fish. If only we could get high…

"I'll let that one slide this time Alec, now take my daughter on this date you have planned," Marcus told me, giving me a pat on the back as he walked away, after Aro.

"Odd, anyways, before we run into anymore oddities, shall we be on our way?"

Yes, that was quite odd wasn't it?" Bella asked before she grabbed my hand in hers and entwined our fingers squeezing slightly. "So, is there a reason that I am dressed this way?" she asked me, looked at me with her eyes all innocent like. As if…

"There is, but you are just going to have to wait on finding out what it is…unless of course you can guess what it is," I told her, smiling mischievously. I grabbed the keys to my ford gt super car and led the way to the Volturi's parking garage. Once we got to my floor of the garage, I helped Bella into the passenger seat of the car, being a gentleman and all that.

"Alec, I don't like guessing games or surprises. You know that…or at least you should know that. This is torture," she said, starting off strongly, and then leading into a mumble.

"How about I give you a hint?" I asked her as I started the care, letting it purr beautifully for a bout a minute before I put it into gear and took off out of the garage.

That would make it incredibly easier to guess, so what's the hint?" Bella asked, smiling brightly at the prospect of getting to know something about her surprise.

"What's your favorite Shakespearean play? Other than Hamlet?" I asked her…letting her mull over all of the plays that Shakespeare wrote…even the ones that are lost today.

"I don't see how my love of Shakespeare is tied in with how I am dressed dear," Bella told me, putting her hand on top of mine on the gearshift.

"You will find out when we get there so don't you worry your pretty little head about it, alright?" I asked her, glancing at her out of the corner of my eye.

"I guess so. How was guard duty today?" She asked me, changing the topic all together.

"It was okay until I heard Jane start screaming your name when you fainted, and then I was so worried about you that I didn't know what to do, or what had happened. You scared me today, I think that is why we are allowed to go out tonight," I told her, squeezing her hand when she tried to protest fainting. Instead she just turned on the radio and laid her head on my shoulder the best she could in the car.

When she started to lightly hum along with one of the songs that came on, I got curious and asked her what the song was. "It's 'If I die young' by the Band Perry, I enjoy their music occasionally."

"It's good, and I like it and can see how you enjoy it," I told her, pulling into the lot for the theatre that we are going to.

"Are we there yet?" Bella asked me very enthusiastically –jumping up and down in her seat- before turning to look out the window and getting confused. "I still don't understand," she said, her bouncing slowing. "It's a theatre," I told her, and I didn't expect to get hit by her so hard, or fast. Not only that but the glare she sent my way would have made me shit myself if I wasn't a vampire. Her glares could make the toughest people (the God of War) scared quickly.

"I get that it's a theatre smart ass," Bella hissed at me, scaring me even more.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean for that to come out as if you didn't know that baby," I said in a small, almost non-existent voice, afraid of her reactions.

"Me too, I don't know why I hit you," she said pouting that cute pout of hers that could get me to do anything that she wanted (no matter the trouble that I got into for it) I gave her a quick kiss before getting out of the car and making my way to her side and opening the door before she could even get the chance, which caused her to pout again because I know that she doesn't like always having doors opened for her, it's just not her. "Why do you insist on doing that?" she asked me.

I pretended to not know what she was talking about. "Do what?"

"You know exactly what, Alec," she sighed before smiling slightly and laying her head on my shoulder.

"That's why I do it, you fight on the outside, but on the inside you enjoy it," I told her squeezing her hand lightly and kissing the top of her head, smiling slightly as she tried to rebuke the statement no matter how true both her and I knew it to be.

"You don't fight fair," she said, and I could hear the pout in her voice, which made me chuckle.

"All is fair in love and war, baby," I responded, wrapping my arm around her waist and pulling her closer to me.