Enchanted | Jasper Hale [Completed]

|50| Peter and Charlotte

Chapter Fifty:
Peter and Charlotte

"His name is Alister, I am glad you met him little Lucie." Peter walked out from the trees to greet his old friend. He pulled her into a hug with a slight spin, "Wow, fifty years Luce, fifty. We thought you had forgotten about us."

"How could I? Speaking of us... where is Char?"

Peter smiled thinking of his wife-slash-partner-in-crime-slash-best-friend. They had started travelling together after they had left the newborn army camp, only to return to save Jasper and Lucinda.

"She is at home, Alister came to help us move in but I think you may be a bigger help," Peter smirked, obviously knowing that Luci could never deny him. They were best friends after all, although he did wonder who her choice of company was, "And who are you?"

"Nadine Volturi, but please call me Andi. Nice to make your acquaintance. I do believe we did come to find you about some urgent matters on Forks though."

Lucinda smiled grimly as she had momentarily forgotten the hardships waiting back home for her, "Yeah. Let's go back to yours and I'll help you as we explain. Alister? Are you heading back to Forks?"

"If I must." His gruff voice called from the trees where he had retreated to.

Running back to Peter's home, Lucinda forget how much she loved their company and how much she missed them both. She would have to see them soon, fifty years was far too long.

Coming to a stop, Lucinda marvelled at her friends home, with its stone walls and wooden windows; it was like stepping into a fairy tale. The garden, filled with roses, reminded her of the home in England that she owns.

"Come on," Peter called from the doorway, as the girls started to walk again, he opened the front door, "the inside is better. Charlotte, we're home!"

"Hey!" Charlotte called from the fireplace where she stood on its mantle piece, trying to hang some old art but failing, "can I have some help, Pete?"

"Let me." Swishing her hands in the direction of which would make the painting hang straight, Lucinda used her gifts to help the girl.

"Luce? Oh my, how have you been?"

"Dead."

"What?"

"Seriously, but we need to talk about more pressing matters and that is why we came."

"Yes. We have some trouble with the Volturi about a hybrid child, Renesmee."

"Wait," Peter stopped Andi in pure confusion, "I thought you were the Volturi. You said so yourself."

Andi sighed, annoyed at this coming up already, "I am more Switzerland."

"I'm surprised they let a guard leave."

"Actually, Darlings, I'm considered more of a queen."