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The Choices We Make	By : RampageChi Category: Twilight Series > Het Views: 1703 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Choices We Make
Emmett just finished draining a bear of its life and began to head back to the cottage to check up on his niece.
Emmett stopped a few meters from the cottage…there was a strange scent. Another vampire he realized. His eyes widened and he raced towards Renesme’s room with his amazing speed.
His mouth fell open; he gripped his hair, nearly ripping it out and fell to his knees.
“No…no...No…how could I let this happen?” He whispered to himself as he looked at the empty, pink covered bed.
“Let what happen?” Called Bella’s voice from the other room. She was there before he could answer
“Where’s Renesme, Emmett?” She asks, frowning at the empty bed. Emmett just shook his head regretfully.
“Where is she?!?!” Bella was panicking now.
“EDWARD!” She screamed at the top of her lungs. He was there in an instant.
“Love?” Bella simply pointed towards Emmett sand the empty bed he was nearly before.
Quickly reading Emmett’s mind he found out what happened.
“No! How could you let someone take her?! We trusted you to look after her!” Bella’s head shot up at his words.
“What?! You let them take her?” She hissed menacingly at him. By now the other’s were there. Jasper made no attempt to calm Bella.
“I…I…I was hungry…I thought she would be okay…I…I’m sorry...I…” Emmett stuttered, still looking at the bed in horror.

Sometime later…
The Cullen’s sat in the lounge of the huge house. They were going to having a meeting, of sorts, to try and find out what happened, and who took the small toddler hybrid.
“Can we start this ‘meeting’ already?! I want to find my daughter!” To Bella’s words Carlisle replied with a smile
“We need to wait for Esme to return, she would want to know and have a hand in the decision making”
“What decision? We kill the bastards!” Rosalie hissed. She would’ve said more, but the worried look in Carlisle eye stopped her. Esme should’ve been back by now, they all knew it.
“Perhaps we should go find her?” Jasper spoke as he comforted his distort pixie wife.
“Yes, that would be best” With that Carlisle was gone. The rest followed.
The family slowed to a walk when they reached the town, they kept their speed to a fast human walk as they walked into Esme’s favorite Décor store.
Carlisle smiled pleasantly at the young teen at the Checkout; the girl was momentarily dazzled, before she gave a flirty smile and asked
“How can I help you Dr. Cullen?”
“I was just wondering if you had seen my wife today.” He emphasized the word wife, making the girl’s smile fade a bit before brightening and replying
“Oh. I saw her walk over the wooden beams about half an hour ago; she’s taking her sweet time.”
“Thank you.”
Carlisle swiftly walked over to the wooden beams, whilst the others waited at the counter. Carlisle froze at the front of the aisle, his eyes widening in much the same way Emmett’s did. He knew that the scent of the strange vampire must have been the one Emmett had smelt, he had not at the cottage due to the others been there, their own scent covering the kidnappers.
Carlisle knew this scent, from when he stayed with the Volturi. Demetri and Felix. That meant that Aro and his brother’s had taken Renesme and his beautiful wife. He scanned the aisle looking for some kind of evidence of Esme. Nothing.
Feeling deader then he had ever felt, Carlisle walked out of the aisle towards his family, who were startled by his blank expression.
“No…They took her as well?” Edward spoke regretfully after reading his father’s thoughts. He eye widen slightly when he caught Carlisle conclusion of the kidnapper’s identity.
He told the rest of the family as they followed Carlisle back to the house. Carlisle had not spoken a word or changed his expression. Jasper had said that even his emotions were blank.
When they reached the house, the youngest Cullens went back to the lounge to discuss what would be there next course of action.
Carlisle did not follow, he went upstairs to his and Esme’s bedroom. As he walked up the stairs at a slow human pace, his children shared worried glances at him and each other. His blank mind, expression and emotion was worring.
“Carlisle?” Asked Alice timidly.
Carlisle slowly turned his head towards her. They gasped when they saw his eye’s. Eyes that once held so much hope and warmth were now cold, empty and dead. The bright gold seemed to have dulled.
After a few moment, Carlisle turned his head forwards and continued up the stares, he did not stop till he was in the bedroom.
Once he closed the door, he leant back against it and slid down to a sitting positions. His knees to his chest. He let his arms fall limply to his sides and rested his chin and his knees.
He didn’t know what was wrong with him, most would assume he would be hopeful, down there with his family, planning a way to get the girls back, but he couldn’t, he just couldn’t. it was as if every hope every once of happiness had drained from his body the moment he knew the Volturi had taken his beloved. He knew exactly why they took his Esme, Aro wanted his revenge for Carlisle rejecting him. In all the time he was at Volterra he never once let Aro lay a hand upon him. Nor did he return Aro love for him.
It was because of him Esme and Reneesme were gone.
Why couldn’t he just move? Just get up and hunt Aro down!
A thought came to him. What if Esme died? He isnstantly knew the answer to that question. Without a doubt he would light himself on fire. Wait, he couldn’t do that could he? What of his children? What would become of them? No he would have to stay and live in his own person hell for all eternity.
A eternity without Esme.
What about darling Reneesme? She ment the world to Edward and Bella. He was just beganing to see the life enter Edwards eyes again.
Carlisle began to become more aware of what was around him. He realized that Bella had put her shield around him, leaving him to his thoughts. She most likely did this when he entered the Bedroom. Slowly Carlisle stood. He would not let Aro beat him. He would get his Esme back, even if it killed him.
Or Renesmee
Carlisle froze at that thought. He would let Renesmee get hurt to protect Esme, would he? No. No…of course not. He would get them both back.
Taking a deep breath, he opened the door and headed doen stairs.
When he reached the lounge room, he saw the family sitting down around the small coffee table. They all looked up when he came in, relieved to see a bit of the warmth back there Father’s eyes.
“Well then! Shall we get our girls back?” He said looking at them all.
“That is what we were discussing, how to get in the Castle without being detected.” Edward spoke, surprisingly calm.
“We won’t need to be undetected.” Carlisle sighed as he spoke.
“Err…why not?” Emmett looked at him with confusion clear on his face.
“They will let me in without a second thought. Aro will be expecting me.” Carlisle looked them all in the eye, conveying the underlining meaning to them.
“No! You can expect us to let u go alone!” Alice cried, standing up.
“I agree, it’s too dangerous.” Jasper stood with his wife, a hand on her shoulder.
“I will not risk the rest of you! That is final. End of discussion.” With that Carlisle walked back upstairs to pack for his plane trip to Volterra, of course he would not need it, nut it may look suspisous going to Italy with no luggage.
When he came back down, he children stood infront of the door. There arms were crossed, with disapproving scrowls upon there faces as if they were parents who had just caught there child sneaking out.
Carlisle did something that he had never done to them before. When they did not move, Carlisle growled menacingly, bareing his teeth looking ready to attack.
They gasped at this and immeadietly moved aside.
Carlisle raced to his black Mercedes S55 AMG, threw his luggage in the boot and hopped into the drivers seat. Without looking back, he sped off to the airport, having already ordered a ticket to Volterra online.

B13
Carlisle scanned the tabs above the seats looking for his. B10, B12, B14. He frowned when he realized he was on the wrong side, with apologetic dazzling smile’s he slipped past a couple and found his seat, B13 on the opposite side to where he had been.
Carlisle sighed, this was not the ideal way to start his Journey. He desperately hoped Aro would not hurt Renesmee and Esme, He hoped his efforts would not be in vain.
“Are you alright, sir?”
A young, red headed flight attendant put a hand on his shoulder causing him to look up, it was then he notice the wetness on his cheek. He shakily raised a hand to his cheek, feeling the cold tears there.
“I..I am fine!” His voiced was rushed but the attendant just smiled sadly and walked off.
Carlisle was astonished, he hadn’t been able to cry for centuries. He wiped his eyes again, knowing that if his love for Esme was enough to make him, after centuries of dry eyes, cry. That he would save her, he would never need to cry.
He set a smirk on his face, one that he hadn’t worn since he was human, when he was planning a way to kill the vampires. It was menacing. The smirk faded to a smile as Carlisle, lent back in his sit, relaxed. Already planning the ways he could torture Aro, if he dare hurt his Esme.
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