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A/N: Updating before the holidays. :) My gift to you!

Thank you to Angelz1114577 and Anthrobug from PTB for beta'ing. We are so close now!


Dreams Come True

BPOV

Chapter 26

Everything was chaotic. The ladies all around me were either crying or screaming hysterically. I wasn't in the best of shape, either. I had almost fainted again.

Stupid, stupid!

I was internally chastising myself. I was royalty now, and I couldn't, under any circumstance, show weakness. Esme had taught me that, as Volterra's future queen, I was expected to act a certain way. I had to exude confidence and remain poised all the time. Even if I was terrified, I couldn't let that show. The enemy was always looking to strike us at any given moment. Showing any negative emotion wasn't allowed.

"Princess, are you feeling all right?" Seth asked.

Not really!

However, I told him that I was fine because I had to. Seth told me that Edward was coming. I felt a wave of relief.

"Everyone, remain calm!" Esme said loudly. Her voice was steady and firm. She was on a mission to keep all of us sane.

I watched as Esme commanded the room. She instructed us to stop crying and screaming, and she explained that the royal guards were going to take care of things.

"It's like Emmett's christening all over again," Lady Carmen commented with a roll of her eyes.

"Excuse me?" I asked. I looked at her questioningly.

She gave me an amused smile. "Things like this happen, dear. It is part of being in the family. The Volturi have been after the crown for centuries, but they have never been successful. Do not fret. Your beloved husband will save the day."

Her words were only a little comforting. The Volturi were ruthless, and I feared that Edward would push himself to his limits. How far would he go to take down the radicals? I was not sure if I wanted to know the answer.

"Isabella, drink this. You'll feel better," Alice said as she put a comforting arm around me. I took the glass of water gratefully and sipped it slowly.

"We will need to get a doctor here immediately," Rosalie said.

"Why?" I asked.

"We need to make sure you are okay, and that the babies are okay," she said.

"Why wouldn't they be okay?"

"Isabella, I'm sure you are anxious. The circumstances are unorthodox. Your health is their health. If you're not feeling well, then perhaps they aren't either. This is just a precaution," she explained.

My mom sat down with me and agreed with Rosalie that a doctor should check me over. I sighed in defeat. I felt fine, but I supposed it was better to be on the safe side.

"Who would do this?" Alice murmured.

Rosalie shrugged.

I had no idea either.

Bree was a double agent. She confessed to me, and she agreed to work with Edward and Emmett. From what Edward had told me, she was doing her job well. The Volturi still believed that she was indeed working for them. So how did she end up dead?

The answer was staring us right in the face.

There was a mole we hadn't found yet. That person knew of Bree's involvement with the Volturi and with us. We had to catch this person before it was too late.

I drank my water and silently prayed that Edward would be here faster. I was afraid for so many reasons and he was the only cure to the emotional pains I felt. I needed him badly.

"Breathe, Isabella!" Alice quietly instructed.

I had no idea that I was dry heaving again. It was like my brain checked out while my body was reacting to the trauma I had just seen. Those images wouldn't go away easily.

"Isabella!" Edward shouted. I could hear him through the other side of the doors. He was shouting at me in letting me know that he was coming.

"Edward!" I exclaimed. I rushed through the room and stopped in front of the set of double doors.

"I am coming! I just need to make sure everything is okay first," he said.

I had no idea what he was referring to. Why wouldn't it be okay for him to come inside?

"Let him in!" I cried hysterically.

Seth shook his head no. "We are in the middle of a lockdown. The prince must make sure everything is clear before he comes in."

"You let my husband through!" I shouted.

He shook his head gravely. "I am sorry, Princess. I cannot do that until they give me the ok."

I sighed and stomped away from my guard.

"Isabella, calm down," Rosalie said. She tried to get me to eat something, but I refused. I couldn't eat or focus on the shower with all of the chaos around it.

I waited for what seemed like hours, although it was probably only a few minutes. When Edward finally had the clearance, he busted right into the room and swept me into his arms.

"I am here, mia bella. I will not let anything happen to you and our children," he said fiercely.

I wrapped my arms around his waist and clutched him tightly against my body. The feeling of being safe in his arms helped me to relax. It amazed me how comforting Edward's arms were. It felt like anything could happen and I'd be able to survive it as long as he was with me.

He pressed a kiss to the top of my head and gave my back a gentle squeeze before untangling my arms from around his waist.

"You need to sit down, Bella. I want Doctor Bianco to take a look at you," he said.

"Of course. Anything you want," I said, agreeing with him. He gave me grateful look and sighed. He was sad; I could tell. But he couldn't show it.

Edward squeezed my hand reassuringly before addressing the room. He explained that the royal guard and the police had been notified of the crime. The palace was currently in lockdown and that we were to remain here for the time being.

I learned that Edward and his men were working diligently. They were vexed to say the least. So many questions were swimming around their heads. They had thought Bree was safe here, but they had been proven wrong. Her murder or suicide was a mystery.

Although the palace was in lockdown, Edward was able to come and go as he pleased. He and his men were being secretive, and everyone had to be cleared to come and go. I could tell that everyone was on edge. The royal family was being tested, and the royal guard had to work harder than ever to insure the safety of all of us.

Lockdown wasn't that bad. We still had plenty of food and beverages thanks to the baby shower. There was space enough for me to rest, but I hardly rested. I agreed to let the doctor look at me, but I actually couldn't rest. I was too nervous to do that.

Rosalie and Alice stayed by my side while our husbands went to work. They were extremely busy trying to uncover the cause of Bree's death. The coroner had arrived along with a forensic team. Edward, Carlisle, Emmett, Jasper, and my dad were all at the gardens overseeing Bree's crime scene.

"What's going to happen?" I asked Alice. She and I were waiting for Doctor Bianco to arrive.

"Doctor Bianco will look at you," she answered.

"No, I'm not talking about that. I'm asking what will happen now that Bree is dead."

"I do not know," she said.

I didn't have time to think about Bree or what would happen afterward because the doctor had arrived.

"Princess," he addressed me. He bowed and began to ask me questions about how I felt, what I ate, what happened after I saw Bree's body, and so on and so forth. I answered all of his questions truthfully. He made notes on a notepad, and then he used his stethoscope to listen to my lungs and heart. After that, he checked my blood pressure and made some more notes.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Your blood pressure is elevated and your pulse is racing. It is not unusual given the circumstances; however, it isn't good for the babies. You will need to rest. I can prescribe some sleep medicine if you would like."

"What else do I need to do to keep the babies safe?" I asked.

"Sleep and stay off your feet as much as you can. These situations are not good for you or them. If you continue like this, you will lose one if not all of the babies," he said seriously.

I shuddered. The pregnancy was so important. Delivering three babies safely and healthy was my number one priority. I knew what I needed to do in order to keep my children safe.

"Thank you, doctor," I said as he finished.

"Bella!" Edward said as he rushed toward me. "How did it go?"

"Fine. We are all fine," I said, giving him a sweet smile. I wouldn't tell Edward what the doctor said until we were in the privacy of our own room. For now, he just needed to know that our children and I were safe and sound.

"Oh, thank God!" he said as he enveloped me in his arms. He hugged me fiercely, and I let out a sigh of relief. In that moment, our growing family was safe.

It took a lot of work to get the palace cleared from any evil prowlers. The baby shower guests were weary and anxious, but they too were all cleared to leave. The royal guards were busy as they escorted each and every guest from the palace to the safety of their vehicles. Security and surveillance teams were working tirelessly. I vowed that when the Volturi were all caught and gone, we would do something grand for the people who helped us. Edward's men had gone above and beyond for him and our family. I just wanted to thank them properly, one day.

Later that night, when Edward and I were in bed, I told him what the doctor really said. I explained to him that I needed somewhere I could rest, but that it couldn't be in the palace. It wasn't safe here anymore. He knew that and had accepted it today when he saw Bree.

"Where can I go to rest?" I asked.

Edward had one arm around my body, his hand resting on my hip, his fingers stroking my skin. His touch was calming, soothing, and lovely. I loved it when it was just us.

"My family has many properties all over the country. I will send you to our summer house for the duration of your pregnancy." He explained that after our little getaway trip on his yacht, I would be going to the summer house property with our mothers and a handful of staff.

"I'm scared, Edward."

"I know you are, darling. I am scared, too. But we are so close to catching them. I will not back down now."

I snuggled against him and turned so that I was lying on my side. He enclosed both of his arms around my middle and rested his hands protectively around my growing baby bump.

"I trust you, but please don't die trying to save us," I said, feeling teary-eyed.

He kissed the back of my neck and ran his hands gently up and down my bump. "I will not leave you. I promise you that."

I fell asleep with Edward's words replaying in my mind.

The following days were normal, or as normal as they could be. The autopsy report told us that Bree had died from suffocation. Someone had killed her.

Although the palace was bursting with investigations and security details, Edward and I still went ahead with our plans to escape for a day. We took a small arsenal of guards with us to the yacht. The fresh ocean smell and the quietness of the nature surrounding us was exactly what I needed. I loved being able to look out into the sea and just be still and quiet.

I stood on the deck, looking at the ocean. The pretty colors still took my breath away. Here, in this little sanctuary, I was content. Nothing could get to me here.

"Darling, do you want something to drink?" Edward asked as he came to stand behind me. He bent his head to place a sweet kiss to my temple.

"Yes, please." He handed me some juice and gave me a little sandwich to nibble on. Lately, I had been craving turkey and egg salad, but not together. I smiled as I made myself comfortable next to Edward.

"I love you, Bella. I love our children. I do not want anything to happen to any of you."

"I know." I understood where he was coming from. We were both afraid, but we didn't have the luxury to show it at the palace where everyone could witness it.

I finished my sandwich and got up to stretch my arms and legs. The babies and I were okay so far. Nothing had happened to them, and for that I was grateful. These times were so perilous, anything could happen in the blink of an eye.

"You're so beautiful," Edward said as he raked his eyes up and down my body.

I was wearing a thin, blue, maternity wrap dress. It was comfortable enough for me to wear outside for our little getaway, and I thought I looked good in it. I guessed Edward did, too.

"I feel like a blimp," I said, smiling. He always said the sweetest things. I loved that about him.

"You are stunning, mia bella." He wrapped his arms loosely around my waist and kissed my nose, cheek, and then my eyelids.

"Thank you for doing this," I said.

"We needed it."

He was so right about that. It had been so long since we had been together like this. Stealing a few private moments during the day wasn't enough. We needed to reconnect before the triplets arrived. Today had been perfect.

Edward danced me around the deck, holding me close and humming a tune from our wedding. The intimacy we had had escalated since our wedding day. We had been virtually strangers then, and now we had come so far. We were each others whole world now. I couldn't imagine my life without him.

"Tell me what happened to Bree."

Edward stopped dancing and sighed. "Must we discuss this now?"

"Yes."

"As you wish, my love."

He told me that there were still had a mole that they hadn't been able to identify yet. They had ruled out a lot of staff and guards, but there were still so many people they were looking into. Drawing out the mole would take a lot of work. They were still looking for the mole, but they were also exhausting their efforts into working with Marcus. He had been more than agreeable to work with Edward and the royal family. They were going to take down Aro, and they had a plan set in motion already. I didn't ask for specifics and Edward didn't offer any. All I needed to know was that Volterra would be rid of the radicals soon. That was enough for me.

Bree's death was a shock to him. He really thought the Volturi didn't know she was working for us too. However, Marcus wasn't surprised. He stated that Aro often would kill people like Bree after they had completed their job. He was ruthless and selfish. Once he had no need for them, they'd be gone.

It seemed that someone in the palace was the mole. That person killed Bree- on Aro's orders, of course.

I didn't know what to think. Bree had so much promise, and I honestly thought she could have redeemed herself. I felt sorry for Edward's losses. He was losing a lot in this battle against the Volturi.

"I love you." I kissed his lips and wove my fingers through his soft hair. My love for him was all he had, and we'd almost lost each other time and time again.

"You are my life, Bella." He kissed me softly, and then he started to trail kisses to my neck. I held on to him and told him that nothing would ever happen to us because he promised to keep us safe.

"You promised that you wouldn't leave me. You're not going anywhere. Do you hear me, Edward?"

"I hear you, darling. I promise it will always be you and me together."

His words were reassuring. Because what came next nearly made my heart stop.

"Sire! Pirates have hit us," Jacob said. He and Seth came running toward us with concerned looks.

Pirates?

Edward's jaw clenched and his eyes grew dark in anger. "Seth, take Bella out of here. You know what to."

"Yes, sire." He nodded and took my arm, pulling me along the back of the yacht.

"Edward!"

"Silence! Isabella, do as Seth says. Please do not fight him." His words were serious, but his face was full of anxiousness. He wanted me to go along with whatever the hell he had planned. I knew him. He had something planned. He had to.

I was almost in tears when Seth led me away. He instructed me to keep quiet, and together we were able to sneak off the yacht onto another little boat. Then engine was loud, and I was sure the so called pirates could hear us escaping, but no one seemed to be after us.

I watched the yacht. I could see two figures standing proud and tall, no doubt they were Edward and Jacob. I knew there had to be at least five more men hiding as backup. Edward wouldn't be going down without a fight.

"What are they doing?" I asked.

Seth looked back at the yacht and cursed in Italian. "They are doing what the prince instructed them to do."

"What?" I couldn't say anything else because of the loud gunshot. Gunfire broke out, and then there was an explosion.

"Seth!" I cried. "We have to go back."

"I cannot do that princess. I have orders from Prince Edward himself to deliver you safely to the marina, where Princess Alice and her husband are waiting. You are to be transported to the summer house for the birth of your children."

"You can't do this! They could be hurt! They could be dead!" I was crying and wailing. I couldn't just leave him there. I had to do something.

"Remember what Prince Edward told you before we left. Remember that, and you will be fine," Seth said.

I sniffled and shut up. Edward told me to listen to Seth, so that was what I would do. I just hoped Alice and Jasper had answers because I had a lot of questions.

What happened to Edward?


A/N: I'm just having so much fun with this. Anything goes, and the sky is the limit for these two crazy royals. Poor Bella and the babies! Poor Edward, too.

I'll let you readers mull this chapter over until the next update, which won't be until after the new year. I've got many things to do still, and Christmas shopping isn't done yet. I'm a procrastinator with that. It'll have to get done this weekend, ha!

Translation: mia bella=my bella, or my lovely.

Have a happy and safe holiday everyone!

Thank you for reading!