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The Lure of Esme

All Human....Carlisle and Esme get pregnant against all odds - what callenges will they face, especially when someone from the past pays them a visit? *CURRENTLY NOMINATED AT THE TWILIGHT AWARDS*

I don't own twilight - Stephenie Meyer does.

10. Chapter 10

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Yelling. Someone near me was yelling, but I couldn't understand the words. I was versed in a few languages, but this one I didn't recognize. I could tell, however, that the person yelling was a man. I opened my eyes and realized I wasn't in my room. I was, however, in a bed. I looked around a bit, to try to figure out where I was, and came to the sudden realization I wasn't even in my house. Where the hell was I? I sat up and looked around. I was in a bedroom. How the hell did I get here?

From the hallway, I heard footsteps approaching, and the man's voice grew softer. A moment later, the door opened.

"Esme, my love, you're finally awake," he said. "I was beginning to think you were my real life Sleeping Beauty."

"Where am I?"

"This is our home - at least until my driver arrives."

He came into view and panic hit me full force.

"Aro? Where is Carlisle? Emmett?"

"I'm sure by now Emmett has returned and realized you are gone. I'm sorry, but I did not leave a note for him, as I was in quite a rush," he added, sounding as if his explanation was rational.

He sat on the bed next to me and brushed my hair from my face. Almost immediately, his touch brought back what happened:

Emmett had just left to get our sundaes and I settled back in bed, looking for a new movie to watch. Nothing good was on, so I turned the television off and picked up my book. I opened it to my book mark, which was a picture of Carlisle, and began reading.

I was so into it that I didn't even hear my bedroom door open until he spoke.

"Esme, my love," he said.

I had jumped, completely surprised. "What are you doing here?" I'd asked. Remembering Carlisle's phone call, terror had begun to coarse through my veins.

"I've come to set you free, of course." Aro had smiled at me, as though I would be happy with his words. Suddenly, he'd made his way to my closet, removed a bag, and started tossing various items of mine in.

"What? What on earth are you talking about?" I was really beginning to panic now. He wasn't making sense.

"Esme," he said as he approached, "I know this is not the life you intended to have. Five children with two on the way is a burden on you. You've been destined for much, much more than merely serving your ungrateful family...and I think they know as much. Why else would they leave you here alone, providing me with the perfect time to come by and pick you up? They want to make your leaving easy on everyone, including themselves. I've seen it in their eyes - they knew the second you and I met that we were meant to be together. They don't want you to feel guilty for leaving them."

Oh my god. He is completely delusional...how do I handle this? How long until Emmett would come back? I tried to think of something to say, but I couldn't think of anything - it was too bizarre of a situation.

"Speechless, love? I knew you'd be happy,” he murmured, tossing the bag with my belongings over his shoulder. "Now, I'm not taking too many of your things, as we really should be going, but don't worry, Esme - you will want for nothing with me. We will buy whatever you like," he added. He began moving closer to me, and the panic turned to adrenaline. Quickly, I reached for the phone - I had to call the police.

Aro was faster than I was, and within a second he was at my side, ripping the phone from my hands. "What are you doing? It's time to go - my driver is waiting for us," he said, the annoyance and surprise clear in his voice.

"I'm not going anywhere with you!" I screamed, trying to move across the bed, to get to the opposite side of the room. Unfortunately, I was way too big to allow for any quick movements. Aro reached over, and secured both of my wrists with one of his hands.

"Esme," he said sitting next to me, "Why are you fighting this? Don't you want to come with me? I have a beautiful home with servants and personal drivers. Once your twins arrive, we'll hire the best nannies for them. With everything we've been through this weekend, I realized how much I love you, and how much you love me. Our romantic dinner the other night, our endless conversations, our comfortable moments of silence...why put off the inevitable? It's easier to just go now - yes, I'm sure your family will miss you a little at first, but now is not the time to feel guilty about such matters, love. They will get over it...I'm sure they want you to be happy, after all..." he trailed off, his eyes blazing into mine.

"Aro. Listen to me. I am not leaving this house with you...you'll have to kill me first. Surely you must realize that my life is here...I love my family," I mumbled, tears streaming down my face. I was going to die here, alone with this crazy man.

Aro shook his head, and for a moment, looked remorseful. "Esme, I could never kill you...that's not the way. You're too special, too pure...I like to think I've learned something from my past... You just need time alone with me, and you'll see reason," he was speaking almost to himself now, as if he were trying to convince himself. I made one more attempt to break free; I pulled my knee up, hitting him squarely in the back. Caught by surprise, he released my hands for a second, but before I could move, he was already struggling with me. My arms flailed out, knocking a lamp backwards. Quickly, he shoved one of his hands into his pocket, and removed a cloth and bottle. Securing my wrists like before, he used his other hand to slosh some liquid onto the cloth - Chloroform. Shit.

"Please, Aro, please, don't -" I began. It was too late...as the cloth reached my nose and mouth, I stared helplessly into the eyes of a madman.

"Yes...you'll see reason once we're alone together," I could hear Aro murmur as I drifted unwillingly into unconsciousness.


Shaking my head from the memories, I brought myself back to the present. "Aro what have you done?" I asked terrified.

"I've simply set you free, Esme," he sighed impatiently.

"What happened to Emmett?"

"I'm sure he is fine - as I said, we left before he returned. I must admit, he's not as smart as some of your other children...doesn't he know to check his cell phone? I was hoping you'd send him on an errand of some sort, so I made a point to turn it off the other day when I was over - he had left it so conveniently on the kitchen counter, after all. I didn't need Carlisle foiling my plan."

Trying to remain calm, I asked my next question, of which I was terrified to hear the answer. "Exactly what plan is that?"

Aro smiled at me, as if everything was fine. "Once my driver arrives, he will bring us to my private jet. From there, we'll start our new lives in Italy. You'll never have to lift a finger. You won't even need to bother yourself with the twins. I've already called ahead and my family is anxiously awaiting our arrival."

More panic - if he took me that far away, how would Carlisle even know where to look? "Aro, please! Please don't do this! I'm not allowed to travel this close to my due date." Perhaps appealing to the well-being of my babies would work.

"Don't worry...of course I would never put you in danger, Esme. I have a doctor on the plane should anything happen. I've thought of everything for you; I will give you nothing but the best. You'll see, this is the life you were meant to have," he said with certainty, staring into my fearful eyes. He held his gaze for a few moments before turning to leave the room. As he left, I heard him murmuring something I couldn't understand under his breath.

The panic was full-fledged now. I could tell by the look in his eyes that he meant it when he said he was taking me to Italy. And I knew, in the state I was in, that there was nothing I could do. I couldn't run; I didn't have my cell phone, and I figured screaming wouldn't do any good. The thought of never seeing Carlisle again sent me into a downward spiral. I could feel the tears rolling down my cheeks. When I closed my eyes, I saw Emmett having to tell Carlisle that he failed. I realized now why Carlisle was so hesitant around this man - this man was extremely dangerous. My babies were kicking inside me; I placed my hands on my swollen belly. How could I deny Carlisle his children? Especially these children? The ones we thought we'd never have? The ones I worked so hard to keep safe. Whatever happened now, I knew I needed to stay alive - not for me, but for them. They deserved to be returned to Carlisle somehow, even if it was without me.


There was nothing I could do but wait. Wait for my children to get home to calm me. Wait for Charlie and his team to arrive to begin the search. And the waiting was killing me. Was she okay? Were the babies okay? Where was she? What if something was wrong? Would she know what to do? Would she be able to do anything?

"We're going to find her, Dad. I know we will," Emmett said quietly.

I couldn't answer him. I didn't know if we would in all honesty, and if we didn't, it would kill me.

It would take Jasper and the others another hour or so before they would be home. Jasper was stopping at a friends house to see if anyone else had found further information on Aro. He'd been searching relentlessly on his laptop for the entire drive while Alice drove as fast as she could. I could hear a car approaching and I knew it was Charlie and his team. A few minutes later my home was crawling with people, and there were police dogs walking on the property trying to pick up the scent.

A couple hours later Jasper and the others returned, along with a few of his friends. Alice, Rose and Bella came rushing to me.

"Any word yet?" Alice asked frantically.

"No. Nothing," I replied irritably.

"Where's Emmett?" Rose asked.

"He's talking with Charlie."

"Is there anything we can do?" Bella asked.

"I don't know," I said. It was the truth - I couldn't even focus my own mind, let alone tell anyone else what to do.

Another hour passed with no word. Jasper and his friends were working away in one of the upstairs rooms.

"Hey Carlisle," Jasper yelled down the stairs. "Didn't Esme say Aro purchased a new house somewhere?"

"Yeah, why?" I asked walking over to him.

"I found a purchase agreement for a house about ten miles from here - the dates are within the correct time period," he yelled back. He then printed off the information, and ran down the stairs with it.

"Lets go," Charlie said.

"We'll take Emmett's jeep," I said, already running to the door.

"No. You need to stay here. Let us do our job, Carlisle. I know you want to be there, but it will only make things worse," Charlie said. "I'll call you if we find her. I promise."

"Charlie, if she's hurt,-" I interrupted.

"We'll have an ambulance on standby. Please, just stay here."


Aro was still out of the room. I was standing by the window trying to see if I could pick out anything familiar, but all I saw were trees. The babies started kicking again and I knew I needed to move around. I walked to the door and opened it, listening for him, but it was silent. I walked down the stairs and made my way to the front door. Surely it couldn't be this easy? I was right - just as I had started to open it, it was slammed shut.

"Where do you think you're going, my love?” Aro asked.

"I..I need to get home," I said quietly.

"We'll be home soon enough. You should not be on your feet," Aro replied. He was sounding irritated again.

"Please, Aro, just let me leave. I won't say anything. I'll make up some story," I pleaded.

"Why would I let you leave? We love each other."

"I love Carlisle, not you, Aro...you must know that..."

He yelled and slammed his hand against the door, causing me to jump back.


He grabbed me by my arm and pulled me into the living room and forced me down on the couch. This was not the Aro I was used to. Nor was it the same Aro from earlier today. This was a darker person, and he scared me. I would have to just play along if I was going to live. He frantically started pacing and started yelling into his cell phone. I needed to buy some time. If we stayed, maybe Carlisle would find me. I knew if we left I wouldn't be coming home.

"Aro," I said. "Before we leave, would it be possible to eat something?" I whispered - I was trying to keep my tone quiet, perhaps to calm him down. Anything to buy me some more time before we left for the next destination.

"What?" He asked closing his phone. His calm demeanor was back in place.

"I need to eat something, please. If it's not too much trouble..." I trailed off, unsure of what to expect in response.

"No trouble at all my love. Come, lets go into the kitchen," he smiled brilliantly, offering my his hand. Best to play along.

While sitting in the kitchen I started hearing the faint sound of a car pulling up. Damn it. It was his driver, I knew it. Why did I tell Emmett to leave me? Maybe if I hadn't, I would still be in bed, safe and sound.

"Who could that be?" Aro said, confused. He stood warily, looking toward the front of the house.

As he walked back into the living room and looked out the window, I wondered what he meant - weren't we waiting on his driver? So why did he sound confused about who it would be? Suddenly, he came back, clearly upset, mumbling something in a foreign language. A few moments later, there was a knock at the door.

"Mr. Volterra, police department. Could you open the door please?"

Oh my god...was it possible? Had they found me?

"Mr. Volterra, open the door please!" another voice pieced through the silence.

"What do you want?" Aro asked.

"We're looking for Esme Cullen. We have reason to believe she's with you. Please, sir, just open the door," the voice replied.

Aro turned back to me, his expression one of fury and anguish. What was he going to do now?