Time Traveler [Marcus Volturi]

iv

Everything seemed to be covered with frost, the snow fell non-stop creating sort of a barrier between the house and the forest. Everyone except Edward, Bella, Jacob and Renesmee were in the living room. The covens seemed to talk to each other as some lonely vampires joined in their talks with stories about the past. All but me, because Alistair had decided to abandon us and neither of us were people person.

An old tune began to play, we all looked at Carlisle. He approached Esme and asked her to dance. Seconds later, almost everyone joined the improvised dance floor creating a beautiful Christmas scene.

I smiled, I hadn't danced for a couple of centuries and a couple more without celebrating Christmas.

A memory came to my mind. A tall, dark-haired, gangly-looking man was holding a younger version of me. Both were dressed in 11th century Greece as they walked around a fountain. A woman played the harp sitting on one of the stone benches in the square.

I smiled at the memory and when Carlisle stood in front of me to request a dance, I couldn't deny him. We both danced in perfect synchrony. The vampires we met during the time we lived together always told us that we would be a good couple, but there was always friendship between us, nothing more. He was meant for Esme and I, for someone else I never met.