Emmett's POV

As soon as I became strong, I was able to freely move around the cell. Bree told me I still had to act weak if someone were to come into the basement. I stood and looked around the entire cell. It was painful to be the one who was able to get the blood first. I wonder why she chose me.

I understand why she didn't choose Isabella. Maybe Caius would take her again. I just had to pray that I was capable of letting Isabella go and not decide to blow our cover and rip Caius's head off. But what are the chances of that happening?

I sighed and walked to pick up Isabella in my arms. She was soft, fragile-looking. That cold, hard body of hers was no longer present.

"Just wait. It's just the beginning." I whispered to her and kissed her lips. "We'll be safe soon."

I didn't know what to do, considering I wasn't allowed to leave this place nor walk around the house. I just had to sit here and wait for Bree to come back. And doing just that was intensely boring and heartbreaking. I was the only one up while everyone was lying in pain. I was going to move them, but I didn't know whether I should move to a more comfortable position or leave them there, in case someone were to walk and saw the change.

"Make sure that the shield is up, please." I heard Caius say. I didn't know who he was talking to, probably Bree. So I immediately laid down next to Isabella and closed my eyes.

I heard the basement door open and tiny footsteps walk down the stairs. Then I heard the cell door open. I peeked with one eye and saw that it was Bree. I relaxed and saw that the basement door was closed.

I stood up and looked at her. She walked in and put a finger to her lips, indicating that I had to be quiet. She pulled out a blood bag and tossed it to me.

"You choose." She whispered. She glanced around at the others, then walked upstairs.

I had a blood bag in my hands and it was my turn to give it to someone. I just didn't know who. As badly as I wanted to give it to Isabella, I knew I couldn't. Maybe I could give it to Edward, so he could hear what's going on in the house. I looked at him, debating whether to give it to him or not. I sighed and walked straight towards him.

"I'm sorry. But you have to understand." I whispered to the others. I tore the bag open and put my brother's head in my lap. "It's human." Another groan tore through everyone's throats. And I put the bag to Edward's mouth. Usually Edward is morally clean. He doesn't make a mess from anything, he keeps himself clean. But as of right now, the boy was making a mess. "Easy Edward. Can't make a mess."

When he finished he stood up and flung himself against the wall, gasping. I had to tell him to be quiet in my head.

"We'll be alright." I whispered. He nodded and looked around. His heart broke inside, you could see it in his face. "I'm going to need you to concentrate. You cannot help anyone until we know how it's going inside. Bree is helping us. She's doing a wonderful job keeping this secret. You cannot blow it, understand? If you blow this, they will kill us."

Edward nodded and looked around. "Now what the hell do we do?"

"We wait. We have to keep waiting until Bree gives us more blood bags." I whispered. "When someone comes down, you lay back down where you were."

He nodded and sat down next to the Rose in the meantime. We needed another blood bag. Another way to get the blood as much as possible. For a while I wanted Bree to give us all the blood she had immediately. Then I thought of how she would bring the blood into the cell without getting caught.

I sighed and sat on the floor, trying to figure out a plan. If it were possible, I would have Bree collect as many blood bags as possible then give it to us all at once. But where would she put it? Would she be able to sneak in with all the blood? Is it possible for her to do this without getting herself killed?

I had a lot of hope in Bree. A LOT. I'm sure she was capable of doing this even I wouldn't be able to do. She was just that powerful. Also, she reminded me of Isabella. A younger, innocent version of Isabella.

Isabella rolled over, onto her stomach and groaned. I had to whisper to her about keeping still. Even when she was weak, she was still stubborn.

"Love, please stop moving." I whispered. I decided to lay her head on my lap and brush her hair with my fingers.

About three hours later, of holding Isabella's head and brushing her hair, I heard a couple of thuds upstairs. I immediately held my breath, thinking that is was Bree getting hurt.

"Relax… It's not Bree." Edward whispered. I closed my eyes in relief. I didn't want anything happening to her. I considered her family now. She is now one of us.

I kissed Isabella's head, which seemed to make her relax much more. She would stop fidgeting and stop moving. And it made me happy that she did. This woman, she was my everything. The other half of my soul and I loved her. No matter how stubborn she was, no matter how much she pushed me away, there was this feeling of warmth and love that I have always had with her.

"Lay down." Edward whispered. "Alec."

I immediately laid down with Isabella. I closed my eyes and finally heard the door open. Alec's heavy footsteps came at the end of the steps and the cell door opened. I watched Alec walk around the room, observing us.

Suddenly he paused at Edward, staring at him. I heard then heard Bree's soft footsteps come down the stairs.

"What are you doing in here?" Bree asked. "You shouldn't be in here."

"Yeah. I know." Alec whispered. "I was just wondering."

"About?" Bree asked.

"Us." Alec said. Us? "Look, I know I screwed up. And I'm willing to fix this. I care about you, Bree. I always have. I always will. You mean a lot to me. And I know I can't explain this feeling. Even Marcus said we have some type of connection. The only thing blocking it is this… complication we're having."

"Do we have to talk about this right now?" Bree asked. "And… down here?"

"I just want you to know that I am on your side." Alec said. "I'm here to prove it to you. I know your secrets Bree. I've been watching…"

I opened my eyes and slowly turned my head towards Alec. I noticed that Edward's eyes were open as well.

"Secrets?" Bree asked.

"The blood. Mine and Caius's conversation. Going into the forest then immediately coming to the basement. You're feeding them." Alec whispered. "I just don't know who you already fed. I knew you were eavesdropping on the conversation."

"I… I don't know what you're talking about." Bree whispered.

Alec grabbed Bree's arms and I immediately stood up behind Alec, as well as Edward.

"Bree. I'm not going to say anything." Alec whispered. "I promise."

"I can't… I can't have you walking around. Knowing the truth. I don't… I don't trust you." Bree said. "I'm sorry."

"Bree… trust me. Please." He said. "I won't tell anyone. I will be on your side. Look… I even have blood for them." He pulled out a blood bag from his robes and handed it to Bree. "I am so much in love with you, Bree. You have no idea. Even if you think that what we had was fake, I can assure you, it wasn't, not for me."

Alec turned around, right towards me. In his eyes, he was desperate, willingly, vulnerable. But it was genuine. Whatever he was feeling for Bree, is the same feeling I always feel for Isabella. But what it enough to go against Jane, his own sister? Was it enough to go against the Volturi?

"I won't say a word. I can prove it to you." He said. "I'll… I'll disappear. Caius won't have to know anything. You just tell him I left. I'll go around, getting blood bags. I will help. You just have to trust me. Bree, please. I knew it was risky coming down here. I knew I could get myself killed. Just trust me. I'm not lying."

The three of us didn't say a word to him. We didn't know what to say. He could be lying, but he could also be telling the truth. I looked at Edward, mentally asking him if anyone heard anything.

"We're fine." He whispered back.

"I'll prove it." Alec whispered. He tore open the blood bag and went straight to Maggie. I didn't know whether to stop him, opposing her of blood, or letting him give it to her. But as I was debating myself, Alec had already given Maggie the bag.

Alec helped her up and pulled her to Maggie, almost forcibly. But he held her arm go, thankfully. Otherwise, I would have killed him on the spot.

Maggie looked shocked, but not signs of fear. She knew what Alec wanted, why Alec would choose her to get the blood. We looked at Maggie, waiting for an answer, but she was still composing herself.

"He's not lying, Bree." She whispered. "He does care for you, more than anything."

"Enough to go against your own sister?" Edward asked.

"Bree?" I heard someone call.

"You stay hidden. The moment I feel like you're betraying me, is the same moment I kill you, understand?" Bree whispered. "You stay with them until I come back."

Bree ran up the stairs after closing the cell door. If Alec was able to figure this out, just by watching, I was a little concerned about her safety. Not just because Alec knew. I was afraid someone else would find out themselves and turn her in.

I watched Alec closely. He looked a little tense, almost too tense. I didn't like Bree's decision in keeping him alive, but Maggie said he was trustworthy. But going against Jane would be another challenge for him. If he loved Bree enough, he would get rid of Jane himself. But that's where my trust ended. I don't believe he's capable of letting his sister get hurt.

Alec looked around the room, in slight disgust. Good, he needed to see how we've been in the last four years. Living in pain, waiting for some type of hope, weak. It disgusted me, thinking about it.

I laid back next to Isabella, but kept my eyes on Alec. For about two hours, we waited for Bree to come back. I could hear Caius and Aro giving Bree many tasks, something else was going on, but I couldn't figure out what. They practically had her running around the place. Then they started questioning where Alec was. Bree simply said she saw him running out of the house hours ago, and they bought it. If they didn't, I would have turned around and killed Alec without hesitation. Finally, she was ordered to come back down to the basement and check on us.

Alec stood up, smiling at her, but she was like a little Bella. She won't tell you how she felt until she fully trusted you.

"If I can really trust you, you will go and collect as many blood bags as possible and continuously bring them here. We can't keep slowly waking them up, we have to do this immediately, which means you need to be prepared with Jane. You fail, I kill. Start going."

We waited until we were sure Alec stayed hidden from the Volturi and got out of the house.

"We're doing this at once?" I asked Bree.

"We have to. The Volturi want to move. If they see any of you healthy, well, you know the rest. We need to move and quickly." Bree said. "Three days before the Volturi moves, two days is when we leave."

"We can't just run out." I whispered. "Not at once. We leave in groups, quickly and quietly."

Bree nodded. "I have just the plan."

The plan was to get the blood bags, still under the Volturi's radar. Once everyone has a bag of their own, we will set everyone into groups, during this time, Bree would be going around with the Volturi, looking for Alec, who was "missing." We were to sneak out of the house, separating into small groups and meet someplace else. The only problem, we didn't know where any of us were going, we were in Russia.

Another problem we were having was when Bree would be able to leave the Volturi to come back with us. If things were to go as planned, Bree would come back to the house with the Volturi, with us already gone, and see that we were missing. Bree would then take them in the opposite direction, taking them far as well. That was the plan we were all hoping for. If something were to happen, we would fight, with all we could.

For the next day and a half, Alec spent all of his time collecting as many blood bags as possible. We didn't hand them out just yet, we still had to keep a low radar, as well as Alec. As of right now, he was considered missing from Aro and Marcus. Caius was just 100% positive that he would show up.

Jane was also becoming uneasy, especially around Bree. I was beginning to think that Jane was blaming Bree for Alec's "sudden" disappearance. Little did she know, her own brother was working against her, every step of the way.

Alec was able to collect all the blood bags we needed for everybody. I was just about to give the others their blood bags, to get us the hell out of here. Bree was also getting the Volturi ready to find Alec, who was actually down in the basement with us. Our plan was ready to go…

Until Marcus came down to the basement.

"Bree, let's go find my brother, please." I heard Jane. She was getting desperate, to the point where she wasn't paying attention to anything anymore.

"Hold on. We're leaving in a second." Bree said. "I just need to check the basement, make sure they're secure."

"They are weak… they can't move. Let's leave." She said, impatiently.

"It's only been a couple of days, he's fine." Bree said. "Now I am checking the basement."

I heard the basement door open and Bree's footsteps walk down the steps. She looked at me and nodded. I nodded back, letting her know the plan was set and ready to go. Alec, Maggie, Edward, and I had the blood bags in our hands, ready to feed it to the others as soon as the Volturi left.

Bree turned to walk away to the basement, until I heard the basement door open and a sudden flash of Marcus standing next to Bree, looking at us, standing, holding blood bags.

At that exact moment, everything froze. As soon as Marcus saw us, I knew we just lost our plan and maybe our lives. All hope suddenly felt like the world was sitting on top of it. There was nothing of it.

Bree didn't move either, she simply stared at Marcus. I saw her hand twitch, though. For a second, I thought she would try to take on Marcus, but it would make a lot of noise. So it was pointless.

Suddenly the time sped up to where it was.

"I don't see anything." I heard Marcus whisper. Then he walked away. Bree and Alec looked at each other and I waved Bree to go on with Marcus, which she did. I didn't move until I heard Jane complaining about having to wait for Bree. Then I finally heard them leave the house, out of Jane's constant complaining. Marcus also didn't say anything about us in the basement.

I didn't relax for the entire time of giving the others blood bags. I, of course, fed Isabella first. Then as soon as she got up, she went to feed all the others. We needed to do this and quickly. We couldn't waste a second.

As soon as everyone was standing, we ran out of the house, in our planned route.

Bree's POV

When Marcus came down the basement stairs, I was sure that he was going to blow our cover. Though, Marcus never did seem like the type of guy for listening to Aro nor Caius. He was also too nice for this type of… living he had. I was sure he was tired of Caius's and Aro's constant bad choices they've been making. I don't know. I don't actually talk to Marcus much.

As we were leaving the house, I walked silently behind the Volturi, just in case I actually had to encase them in a shield. But I didn't know how long it would last.

Jane was frustrated, waiting to see brother, who disappeared for two days. Really, I just wanted to laugh at her. What was her problem anyways? Alec always was stuck next to her And she always made sure she was around him. It was… slight disturbing, to say the least.

In my little daze, which I shouldn't have been in during this time period, Marcus came to walk next to me. Slowly, he started walking slower, behind the others, and I stayed next to him, thinking that he was going to do something.

We were probably about 220 yards away from the others, but still in hearing distance of a vampire's ear.

"Are they leaving?" He whispered.

I silently nodded at him. But he didn't say anything.

"Where are they going?" I scoffed and looked at him, as if I'd really tell him where they're going. He silently laughed and looked at me. "Can't blame me for trying."

"Hmm…I can." I said.

"You're a good girl, you know that. Brave too. To be taking… that on like this." He said. For a while, he was silent. "Whatever you need, I'll help. You have my trust."

"Why?" I asked. "Why are you helping us?"

"I've always trust… her. She sort of, also, got me out of my despair when my wife died. Not much, but she actually tried."

"So why would you let them do this to her?" I asked. "Why let her suffer?"

"I don't truly know." He said. "Remember… it's easy to be bad… hard to be good. Easy to get recognized as bad… hard to be noticed as good." I simply looked at him, knowing it was true. I could have been on the Volturi's side, torture and hurt the others, Isabella. But I couldn't. There was something inside of me. I felt the need to help Isabella, not hurt her. Guess it's my nature.

"Give her my apologies." He whispered. "Dominic knows how to fly a jet. Take the one down in Omsk. It's a bit of a stretch, but you'll make it. You're on your own after that."

"Thank you." I whispered.

"Disappear." He said. "I'll make an excuse for you."

I turned to him, kissed his cheek, and ran off for the others. If everything was planned, they would be in Tomsk right now. The plane that Marcus said was in Omsk, just to the side of Tomsk.

Emmett's POV

We arrived in Tomsk, just under an hour. I didn't know what to do next, considering Bree hasn't shown up.

"She's on her way." Alice said. "We're getting no a jet in Omsk."

"You see that much?" I asked her.

"Yes. Because of that human blood." She said. "I feel like a newborn again."

"It's been four years." Esme whispered.

"Yes. We can talk later. Let's go." Amun said.

We stayed hidden, waiting for Bree in Tomsk. For about an hour, we waited in small groups. And once any of the groups saw her, we would have a signal. I felt tense, thinking that she wouldn't make it here. But Alice assured that she would. It was just a matter of time when she did.

Finally, I saw Bree walk into town. I walked out and immediately ran to her, to give her a hug.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

"I'm fine." She said. "There's a jet in Omsk. Let's get there, and quickly."

We ran straight from Tomsk to Omsk. And just like Marcus apparently said, there was a jet sitting there. Dominic knew how to fly it, so it was no problem. The only problem we were having was where we were going.

We boarded the plane and Dominic flew it straight out of here. Isabella did at least five rounds of making sure everyone was on the plane, which there were. She was just constantly looking, almost panicking. Finally, I had to hold her down, telling her everyone was here.

"It's okay, we are all here. It'" I said. "It's over."

And its over... for now of course.

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