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Focused Madness
Chapter 22

Fusedtwilight: A big thanks to my beta animegirlkiki for betaing. This chapter Matthew tries to contact Leah, will he be successful? And Leah and Fred have a little.....talk.

Fred P.O.V
Had I still been able to sweat I would have made a lake. Had I been able to bruise, I would have been black, blue and red all over.
It had been over two weeks since Matthew was stolen from us. We had no leads. Carlisle had contacted some friends and put them on alert, Alice had been trying to locate Matthew, looking for blind spots in her vision. She hadn't even finished with the western hemisphere yet.
We had no leads. Nahuel had arrived some days ago. He was frantic with worry. I and Leah had told him what happened and he wept. Knowing his family was alive and had Matthew made the poor man feel a mix of emotions.
I had not spoken to Leah much; my shame would not let me. She looked like she wanted to speak with me, but I feared what she had to say.
“Pay attention!” Jasper said, as he flung me across the field.
I landed on my feet and spun around. I had been training practically none-stop. Since I was of no use and I was unable to just stand around and do nothing I was either training or feeding.
I knew Jasper was the best fighter along with Edward. I had asked him to train me. Normally I preferred not to fight, just use my power to keep out of fighting. But I knew that the time for fighting had come, if I wished to be of help I had to better myself. Jasper, Emmett and Edward helped me train. I did not use my power, I needed to learn how not to fight with it.
“You are wondering again,” Jasper said flipping me over his head.
I growled and once again landed on my feet.
“You are not yourself today Fred. What is troubling you?” he asked.
I went at him, aiming fist after fist at him, Jasper dodged each one.
I was reminded of the training Riley gave to the newborns before we attacked. Watching Jasper and remembering Riley train I saw the difference. Riley did a good job getting the newborns to focus their blood lust but, had Jasper been doing training I think he would have sharpened their fighting styles a lot more.
I am sure had Jasper been training them they would have given the Cullens a tougher fight. Riley just taught us basic street fighting stuff. Jasper was teaching me some real fighting techniques.
“Nothing is on my mind,” I said.
“You are lying.” Jasper twisted my arm and bent it behind my back.
I growled in frustration and Jasper used his power to make me calm and he let go of me.
“I sense your emotions Fred, something is troubling you.”
I sighed. “I was thinking about Leah.”
“Yes, I have noticed you have been avoiding her. Any particular reason why?”
“....I am afraid.”
“Afraid of what?”
“That if I speak with her she will yell at me.”
“Leah yells at everyone.”
“I failed her Jasper, her and Matthew. They took me in and trusted me to protect them. But instead I let my insecurities get the better of me. When I saw her....when I saw her body, her skin was so black and charred, I thought her dead and I kept on thinking it was my fault for not being more open with her about my feelings for her.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well. Before he was stolen from us, Leah and I started to develop stronger feelings for one another......romantic feelings.”
“I sensed something had changed between you and her. Tell me, what makes you think she is angry with you?”
“I told you, because I failed them.”
“Are you sure she is angry with you? You have avoided her and have not been able to gauge her reaction yourself.”
He had a point there.
“So she isn't mad at me?”
“I wouldn't say that.”
“But you sai-”
“You have been avoiding her Fred; she is not taking it lightly.”
“Oh...so, I should go talk to her huh?”
“That would be wise,” he smiled, “I think you should take care of this before we continue, I won't train you if your head is miles away.”
“I need to train though, Jasper.”
“But why? With your power alone you could sneak up on any vampire and kill them before they realize you are even there. You would be the perfect assassin, Fred. You could make a vampire not want to know you are there, so why bother learning to fight?”
“The time may come when I can't use my power. Bella is immune to my power, how do we know one of Joham's daughters don't have a power that can counteract mine? The chances are small I know but I want to be ready just in case.”
Jasper nodded, like I had said something he approved of. “Very well, but talk to Leah first. Besides you could use a break, your eyes are turning black.”
“I will. Thanks again for helping me train Jasper, I appreciate it.”
“I agree with your assessment Fred. We should always prepare for every eventuality. We know little next to nothing about Joham's daughters except what little Matthew told us. Add that to the fact they are breeding more children and who knows what we can expect.”
“One of them can control fire, I shudder to think what the others can do.”
I thanked Jasper again and headed deeper into the woods. Looking for a deer or maybe a bear if I am lucky. Then I would seek out Leah. Jasper was right; I was not fit to fight until I talked to her.
And I would not let my feelings or issues get in the way, not again.

Leah P.O.V
Nahuel and I sat next to a creek.
We dipped our feet into the cool water. I had been spending a lot of time with Nahuel since he arrived. It helped give me something to do and it helped ease the pain I was feeling at Fred for ignoring me.
Nahuel had showed up. The second he saw me he ignored everyone else and went straight to me, demanding answers and wanting to know exactly what happened.
We managed to calm him down with his aunt's help. I and Fred told him what happened and that had been the only time Fred had talked around me. I have not seen him around since. Edward told me he has been diligently practicing how to fight with him; Jasper and Emmett were helping, too.
I asked why he would need to learn to fight when he has his power and Edward said Fred needed to find a way to preoccupy himself.
I wished he would use some of that energy to come talk to me.
Nahuel was angry and happy, more angry than happy. Happy his sisters were alive, but angry they had almost killed me and snatched Matthew.
He wanted to find Matthew, but like the rest of us he had to wait for some miracle to happen to help us find him.
As we sat at the creek, I told him of Matthew and what it had been like raising him.
“He ate your neighbor’s dog?” he asked with a smile.
“Yeah, he was hunting and poor killer was at the wrong place at the wrong time,” I said.
“Killer?”
“Hey, better then spot,” I said.
He touched the side that had been burned. I was fully healed now. It took five days for me to fully heal. Most people would have died from infection or shock and if they had been lucky they would have been horribly scared. They would have had to go through many months of recovery. But that's the power of super wolf healing for you.
“I am so sorry what they did to you Leah,” he said.
“I told you, it is not your fault.”
“Yes it is. I should have been there. I should have gone with you when you asked me to when you left. But...I would have been more of a burden then help. My aunt would have wanted to come and I do not think you would approve of me and her killing humans. I am sorry Leah. I have tried doing it the Cullen way. I really have tried. But I have spent to long drinking human blood. I would have given in to temptation sooner or later and-”
“I understand Nahuel,” I said, “I can't just expect you to flip a switch...you’re not Bella.”
We laughed. That's what I liked to call Bella's self-control. Her switch. One minute she can be all human like and composed then with a flip of a switch she is super vampire bad ass ready to rip her enemies to shreds.
“But still if I had been there, maybe they would have left.”
“Or maybe they would have taken you too,” I said.
He shook his head. “I made my feelings for my father very clear when we last me. Besides, I don't think he valued me as much as he did my sisters.”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Well when first we met he asked if I was gifted. When I told him no, he was very disappointed. I think had if I had a gift he might have tried harder to get me to join him.”
“Then be thankful your just a plain old hybrid,” I joked.
He smiled and it was a smile a man gave a woman when he was about to be a little naughty.
“There is nothing plain about me Leah. Or have you forgotten?”
I blushed and glared at him. “I doubt being a great fuck is a talent,” I said dryly.
“Wow, two years and you still call me a great fuck. I must have made quit the impression,” he said sounding giddy.
I hit him on the shoulder. “Don't get to full of yourself; I am sure over a century of practice gives you an edge others lack.”
A rather fine edge if I do say so myself.
“What does he look like now? I imagine he must have grown quite a bit.”
“Well he looks like he is ten or eleven. Maybe twelve. He still has tan skin and dark hair. His eyes are still coffee brown and they are always filled with warmth. He looks a lot like you. He is going through that phase go through when they grow tall and you know in a few more years they will fill out and grow new muscles to fill out that skinniness. I am sure when he does he will be quit tall and buff. He likes his hair long but I keep it cut short. He's a wild little thing, always running around in his shorts. Only wearing a shirt and shoes when I tell him to. He hates having his hair cut, he always pouts, but I refuse to let it go past his ears. He eats human food but still prefers blood; he has a strong liking for chocolate though. His favorite book is Harry Potter, he likes that Harry always pulls through and never loses his cool even though people are always trying to kill him and his friends and family are always dying. I remember reading him the seventh book, when Hedwig the owl died he cried so hard. He cried harder for Hedwig than any other character. He asked me if there is a heaven for animals, he asked me if he sent them to heaven when he ate them...”
I was unable to go on, my heart ached. I felt like some invisible hand was gripping it and squeezing it. I wiped my face, removing the tears before they had the chance to fall down.
Nahuel placed a hand around my shoulder and comforted me.
“Do not cry Leah, we will get him back, I promise.” he leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. It was gentle and sweet. But I pulled back. “What is wrong?” he asked confused.
“It's....I am sorry, but it's just....complicated.”
I was thinking of Fred. Thinking how I wished it was his arm around my shoulders and his lips I was feeling against mine.
“Is it something I did?” he asked.
“No, not you. Things have changed these last two years Nahuel. I have......someone else.”
He paused; he looked at me with those beautiful eyes, like he was seeing something I could not.
“It is the Fred person, right?”
“Now you sound like Matthew,” I muttered.
“Should have figured. Living with another man for two years.....” he drew back away from me.
I sighed. “Nahuel, I am sorry bu-”
He held up a hand. “I know Leah. We promised each other no complications. I guess I was just...It's not a big deal.”
“Yes it is. Things are complicated between us right now. And it has more to do with personal issues on my part.”
“What issues?”
“Immortality. Fred is going to live until someone or something comes along and tears him to pieces. I don't want to live forever but Fred doesn't have a choice.”
“Neither do I.”
“I know. You are a good guy Nahuel. You’re a good person and a good brother. But what I feel for Fred is different then what I feel for you, more personal, more complex. I would like to think it can work out, but the idea of watching mom, Seth, my family and friends age and die, having to leave La Push for decades until everyone who knows me is dead then leave again when people notice I am not aging. Only to repeat the process decades later.....I just can't do it. It's bad enough I can't have kids but the thought of spending the rest of my life unchanging actually scares me.”
“Why? When you have someone to spend it with.”
“Yeah, I would have Matthew, Fred, you, Jake and the Cullens. But mom, Seth and my pack brothers. The idea of watching them die and not being able to stop it, having to watch them grow old and die and live forever without them. I can't do it Nahuel. I want to grow old and die. What meaning will my life have in like a century? Matthew will be grown up and able to take care of himself and there will be a new generation of wolves will be protecting La Push.”
“Would it be so bad to live a few extra centuries?”
“I would die sooner or later Nahuel, were very tough to kill but were not invincible.”
We were quit for a while. I moved my legs through the water of the creek, enjoying the feel of the cool water against my skin.
“Do you love him?” Nahuel asked.
“Fred? I can't say its love, at least not yet. There is something growing between us, something strong. To be honest I am a little afraid of it. I don't have a good track with love. Sure there was only Sam, but when you’re burned like that you tend to avoid the L word. At all costs. I can't ignore it though; I am not that blind nor that cold.”
“Then you should talk to him.”
“Hard to talk to someone who can make you repulsed by them. I don't know why he doesn't want to talk. I am hurt he has ignored me.”
“I am sure he has his reasons. Men are complicated, Leah.”
“I know, just once I wish I could find a guy that was simple and easy to understand,” I said rolling my eyes.
“Where is the fun in that?” a voice said.
Nahuel let out an angry hiss and jumped up and spun around, I was close to phasing until I saw it was Fred.
“Jesus Fred, how long where you there?” I asked.
“Not long.”
“Why didn't we sense you?” Nahuel asked looking unsettled.
“Sorry. I was going for a walk. I was using my power to keep from being disturbed. I caught your scents and decided to see what you were up to. So sorry, my fault, I forgot to take the shield down,” he said sounding sorry.
I said nothing. I was ticked off at him, he spent all this time ignoring me well I was going to give him some of the same treatment, see how he likes it.
“Actually, I was wondering if I could speak to you Leah. Alone,” he said glancing over at Nahuel.
“Why?” I asked trying to sound cold and indifferent.
He flinched like I had struck him. “Well, there was something I wanted to say.”
“What could you have to say that is so important?” I asked.
He fidgeted. He hated drama and I was starting to make some for him. I didn't care though, I wanted him to feel uncomfortable, and I wanted him to feel something after two weeks of silence.
“I will leave the two of you alone,” Nahuel said.
“You don't have to leave,” I said.
He gave me a smirk. “You two need to talk, and I should go see if Carlisle has found any new leads.”
He leaned forward and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I saw Fred's eyes flash with something like anger but then it was gone. Nahuel left, leaving us alone.
It was quit at first; only the sound of the birds in the trees and the water in the creek could be heard.
“Leah,” he began but I turned my back to him. “Leah please, I am sorry. I know you are angry at me and you have every right to be.”
“Damn right,” I said.
“Leah I was confused, I was upset and angry. I was mad at myself and I handled myself poorly, I am sorry for ignoring you. But I was afraid.”
“Afraid?” I turned around to face him, “what were you afraid of?”
“You.”
“What?”
“I was afraid you were mad at me. For not being there to protect you.”
I growled. I walked right up to him and began to slap him so hard it would have sent a normal human into a coma. “You stupid, self-important, egotistical, selfish, self-loving, narcissistic, MAN!” I screamed as I hit him.
He did nothing to stop the blows. But my hands were really starting to hurt now. Finally he grabbed my arms when the smell of blood hit the air.
My hands were bruised and slightly bleeding from hitting him. Damn vampires and their freaky super hard skin.
“Leah, you’re hurting yourself!”
“So, it will heal,” I said. Even as I spoke I could feel my hands heal, the pain was slowly turning into a dull ache and in a few moments they would be healed.
“All this time I wondered why you were ignoring me and I find out it was because you were having an Edward episode?”
“A what?”
“A fucking emo thing! Blaming yourself for shit that you could not have stopped or controlled.” I shouted at him. “Why the fuck would I be mad at you?”
“Because I wasn't there Leah, because of me Matthew was stolen and you were almost killed. I saw you Leah, I thought you were dead, half your body was black and cracked.” a look of sorrow and pain creased his face. “If I had been there, if I hadn't run away from my feelings, I could have made them leave, we could have run and I could have kept us safe, we could have come back and the Cullen's and wolves could have protected us.”
His hand caressed the part of my face that had been burned. “You have every right to be angry with me Leah, I failed you. I promised I would keep you safe and I failed miserably. I avoided you because I was mad at myself and I was afraid to hear the words fall from your lips. So I tried to distance myself from you, but I only felt worse because a part of me wanted to go to you. I finally broke, I have been missing you so much I had to find you and talk to you. I found your scent and his. I wasn't going to interrupt but-”
“Were you eavesdropping on us?” I asked.
“A little,” he said.
“How much did you hear?”
“The part how immortality scares you and there is something between us but you don't want to call it love yet.”
I felt the blood rush to my face. “Were you spying on us?” I asked.
“Not exactly. I knew you were with Nahuel and I didn't want to interrupt anything.”
“There was nothing to interrupt; besides, I don't think I can think about romance right now.”
“I know what you mean. I am going crazy now. I want to be out there doing something but what can I do?”
“I hear you have been training with Jasper.”
“Yeah. We don't know what we will face when we find Matthew and I want to be ready.”
“I am glad someone is confident we will be finding him. It's like with everyday people get more and more discouraged.”
Fred took my hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze. “We will find him Leah. I promise, we will find him no matter what. We will find our boy and bring him back home.”
I didn't say anything when he said our boy. Matthew was as much his as he was mine, he had nurtured Matthew as much as I had.
“Fred. If anything happens to me.....promise me you will take care of Matthew.”
“Nothing will happen to you Leah,” Fred said firmly. His face was set in a hard, serious pose, putting power into his words.
“Let’s be honest Fred. There is no telling what we will be facing, that bitch Seraphina almost fried me. I want you to promise me that if anything happens to me you will look after Matthew.”
“Leah-”
I held up a hand. Stopping him. “Please Fred. Promise me.”
He sighed and held my hand close to his hand. “I promise Leah, I will look after him like he was my own son, because he already is.”
His free hand rubbed my hand. He looked at me with such a tender look. Maybe it was the moment, maybe it was the feeling of him touching me, maybe it was the need for comfort, but before I knew it we were both leaning forward and before I knew it we were kissing one another.
It wasn't rough, or passionate or explosive. It was sweet, gentle, light and tender. His lips were cold as ice but still felt good against mine. I brought my hand up and touched his hair. It felt like silk between my fingers. I had wanted to touch his hair for years now. I admit to having a few fantasies of me running my fingers over his head. Now with us kissing it seemed even better then imagined.
We pulled back and looked at one another. My hand was still touching his hair and he smiled. It made my stomach feel warm and a familiar feeling washed over me. A feeling I hadn't felt since Sam and I were together, a feeling that felt so right and proper, a feeling that made the world seem to make since.
Being apart from Fred while he was in his little mood made me realize how much I missed him as well.
I let go of him and turned to walk to the creek.
“Leah?” Fred asked.
“I want to go for a swim,” I said.
I lifted my shirt over my head. I heard Fred gasp in surprise. I wasn't wearing a bra. I unbuttoned my paints and pulled them down. I turned my head and saw he was looking at me with eyes the size of plates and his mouth hanging open.
I laughed and jumped into the creek. The cool water rushed over me, I broke the surface of the water and saw Fred was still looking at me shocked.
“You coming in?” I asked him.
He closed his mouth. Emotions flashed through those amber colored eyes of his. I wished I had Matthew's power, so I could see what he was feeling right now. First he took off his shirt. Then his shoes and socks and finally his paints.
My breathing hitched. He was still as perfect as he was when I caught him naked in the shower. I let my eyes roam his body, drinking in every single inch. He smiled when he saw my eyes roaming his body. He gather my pants and shirt and folded them neatly with his and set them besides the creek.
I giggled, even now he was still so neat and proper.
The sunlight broke through the clouds and I stopped giggling. Fred sparkled like vampires did when sunlight touched their skin. I had only seen a few sparkle. I always thought it was kind of girly, but it did make them look a lot more beautiful than they already were.
But now seeing Fred sparkle and he seemed… I don't know why I was having such a reaction to him now. I had seen him in the sun many times before. I had always enjoyed the view, but not like this. Maybe it was because I was seeing him in a different light, maybe it was because I was seeing him naked or maybe it was because we had crossed the line between friends and something more.
He stepped into the creek. He was tall enough that the water only came up to his nipples. He walked slowly to me, his face serious, yet gentle. The light from his skin reflected off the water, making the water around him seem to glow with light.
He wrapped his arms around me and I had to squint my eyes as the light from the sparkles hit my eye. I had to wonder if vampires helped inspire the appearance of angels. If some human saw a vampire in the sun and somehow lived to tell the tale they might assume they saw an angel.
With their beauty and the sparkling skin it was easy to see how some human could make such a mistake.
I shivered when he touched me, he was colder then the water was and the water was the perfect temperature for a nice swim. We kissed and it was like before, gentle, sweet, tender. I could feel his reaction to the kiss though.
But this was not about sex. Although it sounded like a good idea, this was about something more. Connection, affection, courtship.
Most people see a movie or go grab something to eat. I go skinny dipping in a creek. Then again, I think me and Fred have already gone beyond the boundaries of the first date thing.
We spent the next few hours just swimming. Not talking much, but then again there wasn't much to say. We played a little, splashing one another. Although Fred's splashes were like tidal waves on a stormy day compared to mine. Sometimes we would stop and kiss some more. Then we would swim after one another playfully then kiss some more.
Sometimes we would break apart and drift apart and swim around, then we would swim close to one another and bump shoulders or touch one another, maybe have a quick kiss. Then we would break apart and do the process again. We were like two great wolves. Circling one another, dancing with one another.
It was like something else was telling us what to do, something deep inside us that drove us to do this bizarre ritual.
Fred swam to a boulder at the edge of the creek and sat down on it. He cocked his finger at me in a come hither motion. I swam over to him and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He moved me so I was sitting on his lap. I kept my arms wrapped around him and we made out a bit.
We didn't have sex, though there were times I was tempted to give in and give it a try. But I was not ready. We weren't ready. Hypocritical I know, seeing how I didn't wait long to jump Nahuel's bones. But Nahuel was different. Fred meant more to me and I didn't want to rush into it with Fred......okay, maybe I did.
We watched the sky; it was a beautiful, sunny day. A rare day in Washington.
“I wish Matthew was here,” Fred said.
“What?” I asked looking at him like he was nuts.
“What? No, no, no. I mean I wish he was here with us.”
I raised a brow at him.
“I mean I wish he was with us and we were all playing in the water and having fun and watching the sun together. Not the naked bits of course.”
I laughed seeing the flustered and irritated look on his face. “I know what you mean. He would probably make some comment on how warm and fuzzy our colors are.”
“Or dive under water and hunt for fish,” Fred said.
I laughed. “Yeah, I can so imagine him popping out of the water with a fish in his mouth and going 'Look Leah I caught a fish, aren't I the best?'.”
We laughed. The image was so clear in my head. Soon my laughter turned into small sobs. Pain washed over me then, the ach of his absence was more pronounced than ever and I could not help but cry.
Fred held me close and let me cry. “I miss him so much Fred,” I cried.
“I know,” he said. His face was a mix of sorrow and pain.
“We'll get him back right? We'll get him back and everything can go back to normal right?” I asked.
“Of course. Nothing will stop us from finding him,” Fred said.
We sat there in the creek. If some person had stumbled upon us they would think they would have walked into something very private and intimate. We may have looked like we should be on the cover of some romantic novel, but below the surface our souls ached for the loss of our boy. Our chile. Our son.

Matthew P.O.V
I sat in my room.
It had been a week since daddy told me what he planned. It had been a bad week.
I had become withdrawn and isolated from my family. Knowing what daddy had planned for us darkened my mood considerably.
How could I play with my nephews and nieces knowing what they would soon partake in?
I hadn't been eating much either. Neither blood nor food could fill this hole I was now feeling. I felt cold and sick. I felt disgusted. I felt like someone had reached into my heart and tore open a hole.
A hole that had once been the idea of what I had of my father. My daddy. I had thought him as a hero, as something godly. Someone who was never wrong. He was my father and he could do no wrong.
But now the idea I had of him was gone. Destroyed, obliterated. The idea was gone and only a hole remained where it had been.
I was confused. A part of me refused to believe he was anything but the daddy I knew and loved, but after what he told me he planned to do I could not ignore that something was fundamentally wrong with my family.
I started thinking things, dark thing, forbidden things.
I was starting to question everything about my family. What they did, how they lived, everything. And as of late questions that had been lost in the rapture I felt to be reunited with them.
Once I remembered an image of my mother Adora bloody and looking like a victim of a horrific murder. Daddy told me mommy didn't love me, she only kept me because he convinced her to keep me.
But this other memory showed me a mommy who loved me, who wanted me, who didn't die as a result of me killing her. She died as a result of daddy's refusal to save her.
I tried to remember more of my past. But the problem was every time I tried to remember past the fire the more it hurt. Sometimes I would remember something. But when next I recalled it much later it was different from how I remembered.
It didn't make sense. Either the pain stopped me or the confusion of the memories did. Maybe when Jane hurt me it did something to my head? Maybe when Rosemary's was using her power on me so we could hide her power did something.
Maybe her memories she created was what I was seeing. But why would she make me remember mommy hating me?
Nothing made sense! I wish Leah was here. She would hold me and pet my head and tell me everything was okay and she would make things make sense.
I had to find a way to call Leah. I had to find a way to escape. Without me daddy's plane won't work and people won't die.
But how can I contact Leah? Daddy has no phones and I know how to use a Canadian phone but not how to use a Romanian phone. Even if I contacted Leah or the Cullen's where would I run? I don't know the landscape and Mia would find me. Her power is having a sense of smell stronger then even a vampires.
I could wrap myself in an aura like Fred's. No one would find me then. But....what would daddy do then? What would happen to my nephews and nieces? What would daddy do with them? I know he won't change his mind, I am remembering the resolve I am seeing in him when he told me his plan.
I don't want any more people hurt. But it seems like no matter what I chose to do people will be hurt.
I sense Rosemary approaching. I had learned the taste of her aura before. She opened my door and closed it behind her.
“Matthew?” she asked.
“Yes?”
She sat down on my bed. I could see worry and concern in her aura. “Matthew, are you okay? You haven't been right since father told you his plane.”
I sat up and faced her. Rosemary had been my sister and nursemaid for years. I could trust her.
“Rosemary. Do you remember your mommy?” I asked.
“Yes, why?”
“Do you ever miss her?”
“No. Why?”
“But why not? She was your mother; she bore you into this world. She died for you.”
“Matthew she was a human. I have small affection for her but remember, humans are our inferiors. She served her purpose. Nothing more, nothing less.”
“But don't you think she deserved more?”
“More what? How many humans can say they helped birth a god?”
“But we're not gods, Rosemary.”
“Compared to them we are.”
She touched my cheek soothingly. “Matthew what is wrong?”
“Well it's just.....I understand why we have to kill humans to survive. But don't you think what we are doing is over kill? We kill a small handful to sustain ourselves. But thousands will die if we do this. Mommies and their babies too. Daddy says humans are stupid because they kill one another so much. But aren't we doing the same thing? Mass murder just doesn't seem right, no matter the reason.”
“Matthew, I know it seems extreme. But this is the only way we can avenge our sisters. Don't they deserve retribution? If we are to be safe, if we are to protect the children we must do this. Just remember it will be quick and painless, they will not suffer at all.”
I was not feeling any better by her words. In fact seeing how her aura showed indifference and belief in what we were doing was right.
“Yeah, I guess,” I said.
“You should come play outside. You need some fresh air. I swear you and Morphia are alike. She spends almost all her time in dream land.”
Just then I had an idea. An idea so crazy.....it could work.
“Hey Rosemary. Morphia...how does her power work?”
“Well, she could explain it better than I can. See Imagine the dream world made up of bubbles. Each bubble is a person’s dream world. Their own world so to speak. Morphia is capable of entering those bubbles. She can interact with people in their bubbles, their dreams.”
“So, she could find anyone she wanted?”
“Well, yeah sure. But they have to be asleep and it is really tough. There are billions of dreamers Matthew. We were lucky to have found you.”
“How does she find people?”
“Well she found you because we told her all about you. She knew what to look for, a mind like hers. She said your mind stood out. Our minds are superior to humans so our dreams are more vivid. More real.”
“Has she ever....taken someone with her for a ride?”
“No. She might be able to do it, I am not sure she has never tried.”
I got up and took her hand. “Okay let’s go play with everyone!”
I ran down the halls with Rosemary. We passed some humans and like usual they bowed in respect. Soon we were outside back in the garden where everyone was playing. They were happy to see me. I paid little attention to them; I sought out Morphia and found her with Hypnia. She was older now; she was growing so quick her mother was always having to buy her new clothes to fit her rapidly growing body.
I walked over to Hypnia who was watching over her sleeping daughter. “Hello Matthew, I am glad to see you are out and about,” she said.
“Hello Hypnia, how are you and Morphia?” I asked with a smile.
I tried to keep my excitement and nervousness from leaking out and infecting the others. Sometimes my power did that, sometimes my mind wonders and I forget I have to keep my power in check and it starts making people feel what I feel like when I accidentally made the Cullens turn weird that time.
“Is she sleeping?” I asked.
“Yes, lazy girl. Spends too much time in dream land.”
I sat next to Morphia. I used my power to rouse her from sleep. Her eyes fluttered open, she rubbed her eyes. “Hello Morphia,” I said.
“Uncle Matthew?” she asked with a yawn.
“I was wondering, could we play in dreams again? We had a lot of fun last time.”
I wove strands of agreement and wanting to participate into her aura. “Sure, that sounds like fun.”
I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and her head fell on my chest. “Hypnia, could you help me?” I asked her.
“Sure thing Matthew, sweet dreams.”
A wave of sleep washed over me.
You got that right.

Leah P.O.V
Fred and I headed for the Cullen's, we did not speak, but our mood was so much better than it had been in weeks. You didn't have to be Jasper to see we were feeling good.
It was a bit dampened when we arrived and found no new news. It was the same dead end we had been chasing.
We were all sitting in a circle, talking. Nessie was with us. She had grown. She was three years old but she looked seven or eight. She had grown her hair out. Like Charlies it was curly, but her eyes were still brown like Bella's had been and she still had Edward's hair color.
“Well I am sorry to say we have no clue as to his whereabouts,” Carlisle said.
“We have contacted all our contacts and asked they keep an eye out for him,” Edward said.
“Let me guess Alice has had no visions either?” I asked, already knowing the answer.
“No, I haven't,” Alice said looking disappointed.
“Maybe we are looking in the wrong place,” Emmett said.
“Where would you suggest?” Alice asked.
“Volterra,” he said.
“What do the Volturi have to do with this?” I asked.
“Think of it. What if they let Joham live?”
“Why would they do that?” Jasper asked.
“Well what if before they got to him Joham told them about Matthew? A way to keep himself alive you know. What if they brought him to Aro. Aro reads his mind and sees what Matthew can do. I mean Jane was attacked by his power in self-defense so she can prove how strong he is. Aro decides to keep Joham alive so he can use him to control Matthew.”
“Then why didn't they come for him themselves?” I asked.
“Well, because Aro knows Alice would be watching them closely after they came to kill us right? So he has Joham look for Matthew. Makes him make the decisions so Aro isn't seen making them. Like when Victoria was using that newborn to raise her army and we couldn't see it was her.”
“But how would Aro know we would be responding to any threat to Matthew or Leah?” Fred asked.
“Matthew said he met a girl in his dreams called Morphia. His sister Hypnia said it was her daughter,” I said recalling what was said that night. “Apparently she can find you in your dreams like Freddy Kruger or something.”
“Exactly. See what if Matthew tells her about you and us, she goes back to wakey-wakey world and Aro reads her mind.”
“They also hinted there were more of them too,” I said.
“But who could be fathering these children?” Esme asked.
“You don't think Joham...” Bella trailed off unable to finish. I admit the thought made me ill to think about it, too.
“No. My father may be a lot of things but he would not procreate with his own daughters. Also he wants to make a super race. Having my sisters mate with mortal men would weaken the vampire part,” Nahuel said.
“Exactly! What if Aro is using his guard to supply Joahm with what he needs to make hybrids who are more vampire then human. Think about it, we see how quick Nessie grows and she is only half, imagine how quick a hybrid could grow if it was more pure vampire.”
“They could be easier to control then the immortal children or newborns and Aro would have enough time to fill their heads with all kinds of crap and with Chelsea it would be easy as pie,” Rose said.
Carlisle got an intense look on his face like he just had an idea that helped connect the dots.
“What is it?” I asked him.
“It is possible,” Edward said to Carlisle.
“What? What is it?” I asked impatiently.
“Tell her about Eleazar's research,” Edward said.
“You know how Eleazar from the Denali coven was once a member of the Volturi right?” Carlisle asked.
“Yeah, the one who could figure out what kind of freaky power you have right?” I asked.
“Yes. See years ago he had a theory that our gifts are hereditary. He noticed that many vampires with gifts who had vampiric relatives who they were related to as humans shared gifts. He began to research the idea for years.”
“It makes sense. I mean look at Bella, Nessie and me,” Edward said. “I have difficulty reading Charlie; he could be the one that Bella got her gift from. Also when you look at others like Jane and Alec or Aro and Didyme-”
“Who?” Jake asked.
“Didyme, Aro's sister,” Carlisle said.
“Aro has a sister?” I asked. God, I can't even begin to imagine what his sister is like.
“Think again Leah, Didyme was the opposite of Aro in every way,” Edward said.
“When you say “was”…?”
“She died, long before I met the Volturi,” Carlisle said. “She was Marcus's mate. Her death turned him into what he is today. I have seen many pictures of her, she was really beautiful. Aro turned her a decade after he became a vampire. He hoped she would have a power useful to his cause. Unlike Aro she could project an aura of pure happiness. Similar to what Fred can do. Only she made you happy. Simple as that. Even the guard who knew her spoke of her like she was the virgin Mary incarnate. She was the light in the dark, the warm feeling that warms the heart. To be in her presence was to know true peace of mind and release from all the pain in the world. Her image helped inspire many deities.”
“Sounds like she was a nice woman,” I said.
“She was. I would have liked to meet her.”
“But what does Elezar's research have to do with Emmett's theory?” Fred asked.
“Well he left before he could complete his research. But his notes are still there. And I think Joham may have also had the same thoughts as Eleazar. When Matthew increased his power, Eleazar saw that Matthew's blood was too refined, too perfect. And many of Joham's children have special abilities.”
“Hot damn that’s it!” Emmett said excitedly. “Joham and Aro are working together to make an army of vampire human hybrids with special gifts. I mean we all know Aro is a freak when it comes to collecting stuff right, he would love having his own private army of hybrids with gifts! Think of man, they could go out in daylight and help the Volturi interact with humans more easily and they could hunt vampires or collect humans for them to eat in daylight!”
“And Aro is keeping Joham alive so he can control Matthew! With Chelsea it wouldn't be too hard to make Joham loyal to Aro. Especially if Aro would help him make more super hybrids!” Jake said.
“Wow, you’re smarted than I thought Emmett,” I said impressed by how Emmett pieced it all together.
“My god! What will we do when the Volturi return with an army of super hybrids and Matthew on their side. That Seraphina girl could fry us where we stood!” Rose said.
We were all becoming restless. Emmett's theory had us on a role and it was the only lead we had to go on.
“We should have Aunt Alice check first,” Nessie said. “I mean we can't go to Volterra unless we know for sure. I don't think they would like us popping up and accusing them of such stuff.”
“Nessie is right,” Esme said.
“Alice?” Jasper asked.
“In all the excitement I have not thought to look into the Volturi,” Alice said.
She took a deep breath in and out. Her face became blank and slack. For a moment all was quiet. If she could not see the Volturi then it would confirm Emmett's theory. With all the hybrids running around they would be safe from Alice and her power.
Then her eyes flew open and she started to scream.
“Alice!?” Jasper yelled grabbing onto her.
“My god! Volterra is on fire!” Edward said looking horrified.
Alice screamed some more and Carlisle and Jasper tried to snap her out of it.
“What do you mean Volterra is on fire!” Rose asked Edward.
“I mean the whole damn city is burning to the ground. There are people dying in the fire, burning alive!”
“All of it burning, the whole city, the people, even the Volturi are burning!” Alice said, her face in pain. Esme was holding her face soothingly. “It was like the second I began to search for them the vision appeared. It has already been decided. Someone is going to kill the Volturi and they are going to destroy the city to do it!”
“But who could have such power?” Bella asked.
She was holding Nessie away from Alice. I don't blame her; I would do the same if it was Matthew. I would not want him anywhere near such a scene.
“Seraphina,” I said, “she can start fires with her mind. Imagine what she could do it Matthew jump started her power?”
“So much for my theory,” Emmett said.
“I am sorry, it was just so horrible, and I saw so many humans dying. But it was like they were already asleep,” Alice said.
I felt a tug on my mind then, it made me wobble.
“Leah?” Fred asked seeing me shake.
“Sorry, it's just...I feel funny,” I said.
“What do you mean?”
“It's like.....”
“Leah,” a voice whispered.
“Matthew?”
The floor was rushing at me. I heard people shouting my name. The last thing I saw was Fred hovering over me. Then the darkness began to creep into my awareness and I fell asleep.

I woke up in a vast forest.
The air was hot and muggy, the trees were tall and exotic, I could hear the sound of many animals in the night and I knew I was not in La Push, or even Washington.
I stood up and I saw I was not alone. Matthew stood in front of me.
“Matthew?” I asked.
“Leah!” he shouted.
He ran at me and wrapped his arms around me. He felt so real.
“Oh Leah, I am so happy I found you. I tapped into Morphia's power and amplified it and I tried finding you but you were not sleeping so me is making you dream so I am finding you!”
“Wait, this is real? Matthew is this really you?” I asked.
He looked at me his face streaked with tears.
“Yes Leah it is being me!”
A sound of an animal shrieking close by could be heard. It sounded like a little girl shrieking in primal rage.
Matthew's head jerked to the side.
“Leah you must be listening now, me not have time! Daddy has me and he has planes for me and us all, Leah Daddy is going to burn down Volterra.”
“Alice had a vision of it burning!” I said.
I could hear something running through the woods, coming for us.
“It is me Leah, daddy is going to use me to kill people an-”
“ENOUGH!”
A figure broke through the shadows. The animals stopped their chatter and it was silent as the grave.
The girl was about the same age as Matthew. And she looked pissed.
Her hair is black and curly, it goes past her waist. Her skin is a bit lighter then Matthew's, a sort of Latin color. Her eyes are black and full of anger.
“That is quite enough Uncle Matthew.”
“Morphia-”
“No!” she waved her hand in the air, silencing Matthew. “You were about to reveal everything uncle, I won't let you ruin everything!”
“This can't happen Morphia!”
“Oh but it will uncle, when I tell grandpa he will be very cross with you. You used me!”
“I had to,” Matthew said desperately.
“I trusted you!”
“People will die!” Matthew screamed at her.
“So what? They’re just humans!”
“Your too late bitch, we already know you plan,” I said to her.
She sneered at me. “Half-thing, you may be a vicious monster in the real world, but here I am god.”
The wind began to blow strongly. The shadows became thicker, blacker, colder. I could hear things moving in the darkness. Glowing eyes blinked at us from the shadows. Matthew held onto me tight.
“You will not leave this world, beast. I will trap you in a thousand nightmares from which you will never awake!”

Fusedtwilight: Uh oh. Morphia is about to go Nightmare on elm street on Leah and Matthew. Next chapter, Matthew has warned Leah but what will be the consequences? Left with no other choice Joham decides the time has come to ensure Matthew never betray him again, but for that to happen Matthew.....will have to die. Please review.
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