Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. That's Stephenie Meyer. Putting her characters into stressful situations amuses me though.


Being with Bella was even easier than I would have imagined. Especially after the girls had found out about the three of us. We didn't have to hide anymore. Even though, some of the time, our speed and strength took them off guard, to them it seemed as though there was nothing different about us.

School was interesting in the wake of the 'accusations' made by Mike Newton. Everyone was always looking at me, trying to see if they could find some kind of evidence to support what he was saying.

Safe to say, they didn't.

Bella, Alice and Rose found it amusing, I must say.

Mike still regarded me as the enemy because of my relationship with Bella and it appeared that he still had yet to let up on harassing her about going out with him. Apparently, he had even taken on the line of, 'I can give you more than he can' which made her laugh. That was funny to witness from the minds' eye of everyone around who had heard.

Jasper and Emmett were still keeping an eye out for any type of vampiric activity in the area. It seemed that for all their hesitancy to begin with, they had both formed a strong bond with the Cullen's. I think an 'I told you so' is necessary here. Not that I ever said it out loud, but I knew that Jasper felt the smug emotion coming from me whenever the need for it called. Needless to say, he wasn't impressed.

According to the Cullen's there was a coven of vampires living in Alaska that they were close to. They too were vegetarian and the only others of the lifestyle that they knew of. They said that they were made up of four females and a male vampire. Three of the females were said to be the reason behind the Succubus story. I made a mental note to stay away from the three of them if the need ever arose.

Purely for 'keeping up appearances' Emmett had managed to secure a job with Rosalie's father in his garage. And apparently he was loving it. It seemed that Rose's father loved Emmett, which was amazing considering he was dating his baby girl. But apparently, Emmett's extensive knowledge underneath the hood of a car earned him some brownie points.

Jasper was working on the guise that he had taken some time off from on-campus college and was now completing the required classes online while everything from the 'accident' with my parents was still fresh. The people in town seemed to buy it and they thought it was commendable that he was changing how he had been living to help out his younger cousin.

Wow, I'd never realised how gullible humans are.

Christmas came and went but instead of 'celebrating' as the majority of the humans in the world were on this particular day, the five of us decided to go for a group hunt. Normally, we would stick closer to Forks, just to make sure that there was no chance of us being ambushed at all if we were out in reduced numbers or on our own but with all of us going out, we decided to venture up into Canada.

I smirked to myself as I heard the distinctive sounds of Emmett taking on a black bear that he had been aggravating for the last half an hour. He'd woken it out of hibernation, so I wasn't surprised it was upset. I think I would be too. Esme had told him numerous times not to play with his food, but like the stubborn five year old he was, he didn't listen to her.

He said it makes them taste better.

I said to stop pissing the poor animal off and either eat it or let it go.

He didn't listen to me either.

Go figure.

"How're you doing, Edward?" I looked up to see Carlisle standing next to me, a gentle smile on his face. I hadn't heard him approach, which was a little odd for me. I must have been lost in my own little world a bit deeper than I thought if I hadn't heard his thoughts.

"I'm alright." I sighed gently, wrapping my arms around my knee as he sat down. "I'm just wondering when Emmett's going to give up on the bear."

"You really think he's going to give up on it?" He raised an eyebrow at me and I couldn't help but laugh.

"You're probably right." I chuckled and he looked towards me.

"You sure you're doing okay? You've been quiet this entire trip." He sounded concerned and I felt a pang of longing for my parents.

Esme and Carlisle reminded me so much of my mom and dad it hurt to be around them sometimes. It didn't help that Esme held such a strong resemblance to my mother in so many ways. But it wasn't the way they looked that made me long for the parents I'd lost to the maniac that had held me prisoner. It was in everything that they did.

It was in the way Esme watched over the three of us as though she hadn't seen anything she loved more in her eternal life. It was the way the two of them were always there to talk if any of us needed it. It was the way they made sure that no matter what was going on with them in their own lives, that they had time for the three of us as well. Even though Jasper was older than Esme, it was clear he saw her as a mother as much as I did. It was something I needed at the moment. I needed the love that only a mother could give and I knew that even though Esme wasn't my mother, it didn't matter to her. Even in the short time we had known the Cullen's, she thought of me and the other two as her own. She was definitely someone I needed around.

And that made me feel slightly guilty.

It made me feel like I wasn't being true to my parents and their memory. It felt like I was replacing them with the Cullen's, even though that wasn't the case.

It all got so confusing and so much to deal with a lot of the time and I was tired of trying to sort it all out.

"Yeah." I sighed, looking out over the wilderness. "Just got a lot going on in my head, that's all."

"Well, if you ever need to talk about it, you know where I am." I nodded, giving him a small smile as my phone started to vibrate in my pocket. It was kind of amazing that I had reception all the way out here in the middle of nowhere, but hey, I'm not complaining. "I'll let you get that."

"Okay." I smiled as I slipped the phone out of my pocket, smiling when I saw Bella's name on the display. Answering the call, I held it to my ear. "Hey,"

"Hey, baby." I heard her slight laugh come through the phone. "Happy Christmas."

"Well, we don't generally celebrate Christmas, love. It's a human holiday but Happy Christmas, I guess." I laughed and she stopped slightly before chuckling on the other end.

"I'm sorry, I'm not up to date on vampire holidays." She giggled and I rolled my eyes, shaking my head.

"We don't really have any."

"None?" She sounded shocked at the idea that immortals don't celebrate. "That's kinda sucky." She giggled again and I rolled my eyes at the obvious joke. "Get it? Kind of sucky?"

"Yeah, I got the joke. Bella?" She answered with a slight hum. "Have you been drinking?" I'd seen her drink a little before which is why my assumptions led me there.



"Okay, I had a couple since we've been down on the Res." On the Res? Why was she down there? As if she could sense my question, she answered for me. "Charlie's best friend Billy lives here with his son, Jake. We came down here after we'd had dinner. It's been a while since we've seen them and today seemed like the perfect opportunity. I'm a little bored right now though. Jake's kind of gone off with his friends who don't seem to like me very much. They keep wrinkling their noses at me as if I smell or something. Even when I'm not anywhere near them. Weird, huh?"

Shit! If they were reacting to my smell on Bella's clothing after my having seen her this morning – which she appeared to have forgotten about in her little tipsy haze – that would only mean that they were the wolves that Esme had mentioned when we'd first moved to Forks.

How shitty could my luck be?

"Jake said I smelled funny as well. I think I might have turkey hands." She laughed, not really knowing about his reaction to the smell on her. Trust me, it's nothing to do with the turkey.

"Hang on a second, love." I pulled the phone away from my ear and called for Carlisle. He was at my side in an instant, looking confused and concerned. "Bella's with the wolves and they can smell my scent on her. Do you think it would be a good idea to tell her about them when we get back?"

"I honestly can't answer that for you." He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "They know about us, right?" I nodded. "Do you think she could be in danger?"

"I don't know." I replied honestly, shaking my head. "I mean, I remember their thoughts when I ran across them in the forest but I honestly couldn't say how they're reacting to Bella. I mean, it's obvious that they know she's at least friends with a vampire due to the scent but I don't know if they pose a threat to her. Didn't you an Esme say that the wolves are unpredictable?"

"They are yes and they're not hard to aggravate. It's completely up to you whether you divulge the information with them or not. They are aware of your presence here and know of your lifestyle, yes?" I nodded again remembering the meeting we'd had at the border with the wolves.

Not something I wanted to relive.

"I think I'm going to tell her about them." I sighed, putting the phone back to my ear. "Hey, love."

"Everything okay?" She sounded concerned and I could understand why. I mean, it wasn't like she could hear what Carlisle and I were saying but even so, it could be a little confusing when the one you're talking to disappears for a few minutes with no explanation.

"Yeah, everything's fine." I hoped I sounded convincing.

"So, is there any chance of me seeing you tonight?" She sounded hopeful and I hated to say no when I really wanted to see her as well.

"Unfortunately, I don't think so, love. We're in Canada at the moment. It's a bit of a drive back I'm afraid."

"You drove? Wouldn't it have been faster to run?" She wasn't wrong.

"Yeah, but we wanted the luxury." I laughed and I could picture her rolling her eyes at my comment, She didn't really understand the vampiric need for speed. She wouldn't really considering the clunker she drove around. Had to do something to that truck and make it seem as though the thing was just falling apart. But how to do that? "So I'll see you tomorrow?" I hedged and she laughed, saying that she would. I heard someone in the background calling her name and the voice sounded familiar but I couldn't place it.

I'm sure I'd find out soon.

I said my goodbyes to Bella and pressed the end call button, somehow feeling a little out of sorts. I wasn't sure what it was. Knowing that Bella was around wolves was a little worrying and it appeared that I wasn't the only one who noticed as Jasper sat down next to me.

"You alright, man?" He asked, not looking at me but rather watching as Emmett emerged triumphant from his tussle with a pissed off bear that just wanted to go to sleep. I think I'd be pissed off as well.

"I'm just worried," I sighed and he nodded. Duh, he knew that already. "I don't like the idea of Bella being around the wolves. Even if they're relaxed or whatever, apparently it doesn't take much to set them off. She could be in danger."

"And she's not every time she's around us?" He shot back, holding his hands up in defence as I glared at him. "I know, I know, but still, you've got to admit. Hanging around with vampires, especially one that longs for her blood more than anything isn't really a safe thing for any human to be doing."

"I know. I just . . ."

"She's your mate." He said softly and I looked up at him. He had a small smirk on his lips. The smug one that I hated and he knew it. "It's true. It doesn't matter how long you've known her, when it's there, it's there. She's your mate. She's the one you're meant to be with forever. I don't know what you're thinking but I know what you're feeling and not because I'm an empath."

"Because you feel it too." I whispered and he nodded. It would only make sense that he felt more for Alice than he had before. He never usually went out of his way to even interact with humans on a basic level but with Alice he did.

Who would have thought? All it took to melt Jasper's unbeating heart was a little human girl.

But then again, the same could be said about me.

Emmett on the other hand, I had no idea but there must have been something there or else he wouldn't have taken such a shine to Rosalie. Sure, she was beautiful but that meant little to members of the most beautiful species on the planet. There was little that other vampires found beautiful and it usually never came in the form of a human teenager.

"We're just about ready to head back." Jasper said softly, standing up and looking down at me. "Come on." I rolled my eyes knowing and stood up, knowing full well that if I'd wanted to stay here longer, they would have all agreed to it.

And I didn't like it.

It made me feel like they weren't my friends but those who wanted noting more than to tend to whatever I wanted.

And that was not what I wanted.

Apparently we had all been waiting for Emmett to finish up, seeing as everyone else was already waiting to go. He either didn't seem to care or purely didn't notice we were all hanging on after him. Not too complicated is Emmett's mind. Not that he cares. As long as he leaves a hunting trip with a full belly and the knowledge that he's taken down something powerful, that's all that matters to him.

I didn't recall much of the journey home, only focusing on the passing landscape outside my window while Jasper and Emmett bickered between themselves. I heard Esme warn them to behave or they would be running back to Forks – after which they shut up immediately – but everything else I had was concentrated on what I was going to say to Bella. I knew I had to tell her about the wolves, but I just wasn't sure how to begin.

It turned out that I didn't have to worry about waiting because she called me as we were entering Forks asking if she could come over. She sounded a little upset, so I agreed instantly. She told me she would meet us at the house and I wondered what had happened. Had something happened with one of the wolves? Had they confronted her about my scent on her clothes?

"Edward, calm down." Jasper said softly as he unlocked the door to get into the house. "You don't know what's going on so there's no point in worrying."

"Easy for you to say." I snapped back, listening for the distinctive rumble of Bella's truck. "And no, I don't want your help." I cut him off before the thought could even properly form in his head. I didn't need him messing with my emotions. I wanted to feel everything when it came to Bella. I wanted the worry and the fear. I wanted the uncertainty that each moment would bring because even though there were the negative thoughts and feelings, there were the good ones as well. The warmth that radiated from her skin when her fingers wrapped around mine, the euphoria of her scent that had nothing to do with her blood – although that was still powerful in itself – the way her eyes would seem to stare deep into my soul and the way her voice washed over me as she spoke, seeming to wrap me in the softest of silks and velvets.

I think Jasper was right.

How was I going to tell her that?

I snapped out of my thoughts as I heard Bella's truck approaching. It was about half a mile away, so I knew it would only be around two minutes before she arrived. I wondered if she would be on her own or whether she would have the other two with her.

When she arrived, it was just her on her own and she didn't seem to be in the best of moods. Her eyes were watery and glassy as though she was trying to hold in the temptation to cry. As soon as I saw her, I rushed out to meet her, startling her slightly before she relaxed and wrapped her arms around me.

I lifted her off the ground and made my way – at vampire speed – into the house. She didn't even flinch anymore. In fact I think that she actually enjoyed the burst of speed. Not that she would ever admit to it. I didn't need her to verbally. The way her heart sped up and her adrenaline levels rose was enough for me to know.

I put her down on my bed before I moved to close the door. She curled up against the pillows, holding her arms out as she looked up at me. I climbed onto the bed, settling down next to her as she rested her head on my chest. She always seemed to favour the left side of my chest, placing her ear over my silent heart. Just another thing about this girl that I didn't understand.

"What happened, baby?" I asked softly and she sighed gently, her eyes closing. "You sounded so happy on the phone. What happened?"

"I don't know." She whispered, resting her hand on my stomach. Her fingers clenched around my shirt, scrunching it up gently. "Everything was going great, you know, everyone was laughing and joking and having fun and then Sam arrives with Paul and Jared and everything just seemed to change. I don't know why but it made everything really uncomfortable. I felt like he was watching me for ages. It turned out I was right because when I went to get something to drink, he followed me and told me that whoever I'd seen this morning was dangerous and that I needed to stay away from them." She glanced up at me with a fearful look in her eyes. "I know that he was talking about you but I didn't know how he knew that you were different, I mean, he's never met you and even though they have their own stories and stuff, it's not like they're real so-"

"They are." I interrupted her softly and she looked up at me. "The Quileute legends and stories, I'm guessing you've heard them, yes?" She nodded slowly, clearly wondering what I was talking about. "They're real."

"What do you mean?" She sat up, looking at me, her eyes wide and wondering what was going on clearly.

"You've heard the stories of the spirit warriors and how they kind of . . . . . evolved to take on the form of a wolf when there was danger present?" Yes, I've been reading up on the Quileute legends. I want to be prepared for anything and everything. Nothing wrong with that, is there? She nodded again, her eyes never leaving my face. "We'll they're true. And they're kind of relevant, right now."

"What the hell are you talking about?" She was getting frustrated which was not a good sign for me. I know it wasn't like she could physically harm me but that's not the point. She was still Bella and she was still my girlfriend. There is a certain element of fear lurking around there.

"Sam knew that you had been with a vampire this morning because he's a wolf. He could smell me on you." She wrinkled her nose at the thought of Sam being able to smell her. "It's not like he had to really get up close as well. To each other, our scents are really distinctive. To us, they smell absolutely revolting. I'm not even going to try and explain because there are no words but to you, that probably just smells like . . . I don't know . . . woodsy, right?" She nodded again.

"So, they know that you're vampires?" I nodded and she sat back a little. "So what does that mean for you? Do you have to leave?" I shook my head and her worried expression faded a little. Not much, but a little. "What happens then?"

"Well, if we stay on our side and they stay on their side, nothing happens?" She raised an eyebrow that clearly said 'you have sides?'. "When the Cullen's lived here before, they made a treaty stating that they could live in this area as long as no human lives were lost and they stayed away from the Quileute lands and on their side of the boundary. Neither species is allowed to cross."

"What happens if they do?" She asked biting her lip as though she didn't really want to know the answer but had asked anyway.

"War." I whispered and she gasped. "Bella, the wolves are dangerous. They're unpredictable, especially the new ones. They don't know how to control their emotions, which is linked in directly to their changing patterns. If they get pissed for whatever reason, they could change and that's not something I'm comfortable with you being around."

"So, what? You don't want me to go to La Push anymore?" She sounded defensive and I knew instantly that I had her back up about this. "You going to try and control me, Edward?"

"Bella, please listen for a moment. I know it sounds unreasonable but you have to understand, they're dangerous."

"And you're not?" She shot back and I should have prepared myself for that argument. I should have seen it coming. "You, the vampire that has told me not three weeks ago that my blood called to you more than anything else in the world, that you had to stop yourself from killing me the first moment you met me, are trying to tell me that going to a place with people I have known my whole life, is dangerous?"

"I know it doesn't make sense but there is no telling when one of them could snap-"

"There's no telling when you could snap either." She was getting pissed as she sat up and moved away from me.

"Bella, I will never hurt you." I said softly and she looked at me, her eyes filled with an emotion I couldn't exactly place.

"Neither will they." She whispered, taking my hand in hers. "They're my friends. They won't hurt me."

"You mean so much more to me." I looked down at our hands and let out a breath. It was times like this where I wished oxygen actually had a purpose for me. Humans had it easy when they needed to calm down. All they had to do was breathe and they were fine. Vampires? Not so much.

"What do you mean?" She didn't seem certain of what she was saying anymore, as if something I had done or said had put her on edge. Like something was about to go wrong.

"You remember Jasper mentioning that vampires don't really change, and when they do it's something huge and forever?" She nodded, still not one hundred per cent sure that what I was telling her was a good thing. "Well, one of those things is when we find out mates. The one we're meant to be with forever. The one creature on the planet that draws us in, and changes us forever. Once we've found them, nothing and no one else matters anymore. They are the most important thing to us once they're found."

She let out a breath, tears filling her eyes as her heart rate increased. "So, what? You were just wasting time with me until your . . . your mate came along?" She pulled her hand from mine and I could not understand how she had come to that conclusion with where I was going. But then again, it was Bella and she didn't really have any confidence in herself at all. And I hated that. I hated that she thought I could just throw her away as though she meant nothing. To do that would be the end of me, I knew that much. "How could you do that, Edward? What? Was it some kind of game or bet with Jasper and Emmett? Make me fall for you and then throw me away. I know Jasper knows what I'm feeling so you would know if you'd won. I can't believe this."

"No, Bella." I moved towards her but she shrank away from me. I closed my eyes, hating that I couldn't see into her mind. What I wouldn't give to know where he thoughts were taking her right now. "Bella, the reason I'm telling you this is because I'm not looking for my mate. I've found her." If anything she looked even more upset at my words and I cursed myself even more. Suddenly, I was very glad that Emmett and Jasper had given us some space to work through this. "Bella? Bella, look at me, please." I gently cupped her chin with my hands and she tried to move away. "Bella, please. Bella, love, I'm not leaving you for my mate because that would be impossible." She looked up at me, confused and I smiled a little. "It's you, you silly girl."

"What?" She whispered, tears still falling from her eyes.

"It's you." I said again, my voice soft and gentle. "You're the one I will never be able to live without again. You're the one that makes me whole. You're the one I'm destined to spend forever with. It's you."

"God," She choked out, wiping her eyes. "I'm such an idiot."

"No, you're not." I reassured her, moving to sit next to her. "I can see how you would think that . . ."

"You really mean that . . . you want to be with me forever?" She didn't believe what I was telling her, which I didn't really expect her to, but there we go. I mean, accepting the idea of vampires is hard enough but the idea that you're supposed to be a vampire's mate. That's even harder to accept. But then again, I haven't actually heard of the whole vampire-human mating thing. I mean, I knew of the incubus and the succubus but I hadn't heard of any stories where there was anything more than that one night and . . . well . . . death involved. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" I laughed and she scowled at me, clearly not impressed at any indication of amusement in this situation.

"For . . . spazzing out on you like this. I mean, I should have listened to everything you had to say before I lost it." She bit her lip, looking down at her hands. "You mean it?" I nodded, smiling and she moved forward, kissing me soundly. "I'm your . . . mate?" I nodded again and she laughed gently. "Sounds weird."

"I know." I grinned before she kissed me again, harder than the first kiss had been.

"Mates with the heir to the throne of the vampires." She mused quietly. "That can't be bad, right?" I shook my head, laughing and she grinned at me. "Do you really think the wolves are dangerous?"

"Yes, love, they are." I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her onto my lap. "I know this might sound odd coming from a vampire but they are unpredictable and they have a severe lack of control. They could do some serious damage without even meaning to. It's not safe on La Push, especially if you're going down there covered in vampire scent."

"So that whole 'rivalries' thing that's in like every vampire book is actually true?" She asked and I nodded. "Wow, I didn't think that was true."

"I know but then again, you are aware of the existence of vampire and werewolves. How could anything surprise you?" I laughed and she giggled.

"What about the bogey man? Is he real?" She asked with a grin on her face and I laughed.

"Not that I'm aware of love." She pouted at my answer before turning back to me. "Neither is the tooth fairy, the Easter bunny or Santa."

"Damn." She clicked her fingers, looking as though she was really upset by the news that the favourite children's stories were nothing more than that. "Well, that's kind of boring, don't you think?"

"Speak for yourself." I muttered back and she giggled, turning around and pressing her lips soundly to mine yet again. She pushed me backwards and I allowed her to manipulate what I was doing because if I hadn't, she wasn't anything she could have done to move me. She moved so that she was crouching over me, her lips still in motion with mine. I placed my hands on her hips, swallowing a moan as she moved.

I pulled away as she traced her tongue over my lips, clearly wanting entrance into my mouth but I couldn't do that. I wouldn't risk her like that. She was too precious to me.

"What?" She asked looking confused as I turned away to clear my head. Though I knew that I would never consciously hurt her, instincts were another thing altogether. It was hard to override them but I had to in order to be with Bella. The ability grew easier over time but the desire for her blood was always there, as I knew it always would be.

Unfortunately, that was something I couldn't escape.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, moving a few strands of her hair out of her face gently, giving her a small smile. "Even though I'm learning to deal with it, instinct is a hard thing to get rid of."

"Oh shit!" Her hand flew up to her mouth as her eyes grew wide. "I completely forgot. I'm so sorry."

I laughed softly, shaking my head. "You don't have anything to apologise for. It's not your fault you smell the way you do. Don't worry. I know my limits. Like just now, if something gets too hard to handle, I can just pull away. It's fine, love."

"I just don't want you to be in pain because of me." She said sadly, moving away from me slightly.

"The only thing that would cause me real pain is if you weren't here anymore." She looked at me with an expression that clearly said 'really'? "Like I said, you're the one I'm supposed to be with forever. Nothing anyone can do can stop that. It's one of our . . . baser instincts. I'm not entirely sure why we mate, seeing as we can't breed, but . . . it's just part of who we are as a species, I guess."

"I thought that Jasper said that because you're a born vampire, is that right?" I nodded, smiling when she grinned at getting it right. "I thought he said that born vampires can have children."

"They can, hence the difference between the made and the born. But unfortunately, born vampires aren't that easy to come by anymore." I sighed, resting my head on her shoulder and she ran her fingers through my hair. "The only other born vampires I've ever known were my parents."

"That's got to be kind of lonely." She said softly and I shrugged. I was alright a lot of the time. I had Jasper and Emmett with me and now we all had the girls, we'd all become this little group. Along with Esme and Carlisle, that was all I'd needed for a long time.

"I've been alone for a long time." I whispered and she frowned.

"What do you mean?" She shook her head, clearly not understanding my words. I didn't blame her, after all, she only knew me with Emmett and Jasper. She didn't know what my life had been like since my parents were killed.

"After my parents were killed, I was locked away. I was only thirteen at the time and I was trying to come to terms with the fact that the two people I'd loved more than anything in the world were gone. They took advantage of the situation and locked me up. Yeah, the room I was in was larger than the whole of this house and it was filled with every indulgence and decadence anyone, mortal or immortal could ever want but it was still a prison. I wasn't allowed to leave the room for anything. The first time I'd left that room in four years was when Jasper and Emmett rescued me."

"That's horrible." She sat there, absorbing what I'd told her. "Why did they keep you locked up? I mean, you were just a boy."

"I don't know." I shrugged, shaking my head slightly. "All I know is that it has something to do with my eighteenth birthday."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know." It was frustrating knowing that something centred around that day, the day of my change and yet I had no idea what it was. I knew Emmett and Jasper knew what it was, but there was little to no chance that they were going to tell me. "It's just something one of them said to be. About something being a waste before my eighteenth birthday."

"What happened for him to say that?" She asked and I let out a breath, listening for a moment to make sure that Emmett and Jasper hadn't returned. I couldn't pick anything else up from the house, meaning that they weren't there. Even if they had been there and trying to cover their thoughts, I would have heard them. "Edward?"

"I made him mad." She raised an eyebrow at me and I knew she wasn't going to let it go. "Okay but you have to promise not to let Jasper and Emmett realise you know anything, understand?" She nodded and held up her hand in a way that I guess meant she promised. She shrugged and grinned at me. "It was on my seventeenth birthday, the head whackjob, Aro, decided he was going to pay me a visit with some of his little followers." I rolled my eyes at the thought of Alec and Jane bowing to his every whim when it was obvious that had they wanted to at any point, they could have very easily destroyed him. "He was telling me that it was only a year to go and I would do whatever he wanted. So I told him that he was insane and that he wouldn't ever get anything from me. Apparently, that really pissed him off because he attacked me and . . ."

"And . . . what?" She prodded, seeming to thirst for the knowledge of what had happened to me that day. "What happened?"

"It was weird." I sighed, resting my head against her should again. "It was like he was going to bite me for some reason. I have no idea why, though. But before he could, the twins stopped him, saying that if something would all be for nothing if he bit me."

"And you have no idea what's going on with that?" I shook my head. "Do you think Jasper and Emmett might?"

I shook my head again, looking at her. "I know they do. But they won't tell me."

"Why not?" She asked and I shook my head.

"I don't know," I moved to sit up and she moved as I heard the two of them, along with Rosalie and Alice approaching. They were laughing at something one of them had said as they drew closer to the house. "But I'm going to find out."

We made our way back downstairs and waited for the four of them to get back to the house. They were still laughing as they walked in and Jasper actually had Alice on his back, piggy-back style. She giggled as she saw the two of us and slid down off his back. I couldn't help but smile at her as she wrapped her arms around Jasper's waist.

Jasper on the other hand could feel that there was something wrong and he stood there watching me closely. "Everything okay, Edward?"

I let out a breath, closing my eyes. "No, Jazz, it's not."

"What's the matter?" Emmett asked, walking up to side beside Jasper. "What's going on?"

I looked at Bella who gave me a small nod, squeezing my hand gently. "I know that the two of you know what Aro has planned. I know that the two of you know why he's so fixed on my eighteenth birthday. And you know what? I want to know what he's planning."

"Ed, it's not important now." Emmett tried to explain and I glared at him. "As long as we can keep you safe and hidden until your birthday, it doesn't matter."

"Don't you get it?" I shot back. I wasn't going to back down on this matter. I wanted to know why exactly we were hiding and what we were going to achieve from hiding. What did it matter if it was after my eighteenth birthday that we were found? Being found either way was a big no-no for me, especially at this point. "It is important and it does matter. This is my life we're talking about here. I've been forced into hiding by some maniac and I don't even know why."

"Edward, just let the two of us handle it." Jasper sent out a wave of calm which I glared at him for.

"Stop it, Jasper." I growled and Alice and Rosalie stepped away slightly. I could see what they saw in their minds' eye and I didn't blame them. What they were seeing was the true temper of a vampire. "Why should I let someone control my life without even knowing why? Now tell me."

"Because he's going to take it from you." Emmett whispered and Jasper sighed, running his hands through his hair.

"What?" What the hell did he mean by that?

"On your eighteenth birthday, at the exact moment of your birth, he's going to kill you."