---Author's Note---
Hello my fellow readers, I am so terribly sorry for not updating but I've been busy recently as well as dealing with writer's block. I want to thank all of you for being patient and sticking around even though I haven't been around. Thank you all so much. Now, with much overdue, let's begin the story once again!

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Ali-Rose's POV

We were waiting just for one more witness to come and aid us in this soon to be war. They were trying to hide the truth from Renesmee and I but we knew. I didn't like that losing my family could be an outcome. Currently I was laying on the couch in Alice and Jasper's room as their scents helped calm me. I missed them and wished they were here with us. I still couldn't wrap my mind around the thought that they had left us. It still pained me to think about it but I couldn't help myself.  I was in my own world when I heard my name being called. It seemed the last of the witnesses have arrived and my family wishes for me to see them.

I dragged myself from the bed and made my way downstairs to meet the remaining of our friends that are willing to risk their lives for my family and I.  When I made it to the final step, I suddenly felt a beating against my head, or more like in my head. I didn't know what was happening as we never truly got sick thanks to the vampire side of my twin and I. Placing my hands on the side of my head, I squeezed my eyes shut as tight as I could. The pounding only grew and grew, I could feel my body shaking but I didn't know that the objects around me were beginning to float around in the air.

During my panic, I could hear voices but my ears couldn't pick up anyone's voices. "Are...are they coming from my...from my head?"   I thought to myself in a panicked voice. "What's wrong with me?!"   I screamed. It was too over whelming and I could feel my heart beating even faster in my chest. Before I knew it, I was being shook and my eyes widened with tears streaming down my cheeks. Before me was my family, Grampa Carlisle kneeling in front of me, his hands gripping my arms though gently. They all had wide eyes as they stared at me, our friends scattered in the house but nonetheless listening.

"Ali-Rose." Carlisle spoke softly as he looked into my tear filled eyes. "Sweetheart, take slow, calming breaths. Breath in...out. There you go. Copy my breathing." He instructed me, I copying him till I began to calm down.

"W-what happened?" I asked with a shaky voice as my eyes drifted over my family.

"We were hoping you could tell us, sweetie." Grandma Esme spoke gently as she looked at me with worry and concern. They all were.

"I...I don't know. I was on my way downstairs when I suddenly felt a pounding in my head.  It only grew worse and I began to panic." I began to explain as I looked down. "My body began shaking and...and then I heard voices." I looked up at Grandpa Carlisle with a frown. "You weren't talking out loud. None of you were. The voices, they were in my head." I muttered softly.

They all looked at me with wide eyes and shocked faces. Even I was having a hard time believing it. "What does this mean?" I thought to myself. "Am I hearing things? Am I getting sicker?" I didn't understand what was happening to me and we didn't need this to happen when we had to worry about the Volutri.

"No, I don't believe you are getting sicker, Ali-Rose. I actually believe you may have developed a gift. Or two." Daddy said as he read my thoughts. "The voices in your head, means you're a telepath like me. Though I don't know how to explain what was happening in the living room." Daddy said softly, more to himself but we all heard him.

"If I remember correctly, she has the ability to manipulate and control objects with the mind. It's called telekinesis." Carlisle clarified for all of us. "It's amazing actually though I wonder why she hasn't shown signs of having a gift, pardon, gifts,  before. Why now?" He questioned as he picked me up into his arms and brought us to the living room.

All of our guests were spread out in the living room and I had no doubt that they had heard what had happened and were just as curious, if not cautious. Eleazar, one of our cousins from the Denali coven, stepped up to Grandpa Carlisle and I, showing quite a puzzled look on his face.

"I don't understand why I have not sensed this before. It's like her gifts were being locked away somehow. Maybe they weren't to their best ability till now or she was too weak. You did say she has a weak heart but she has been getting stronger." Eleazar began to explain, trying to calculate what could have triggered my gifts to finally activate.

This was all confusing to me and I could really use Uncle Jasper right now but he wasn't here. No, he and Aunt Alice left us...right when we needed them the most. I didn't understand, they should be here with us, with their family. I didn't realize that while having my thoughts that objects were beginning to float into the air once more. I didn't come out of my daze till daddy touched my cheek. I instantly looked up and into his golden eyes.

"You need to calm down, sweetie. Your emotions are linked with your gifts. You're making things float and crash. Take calming breaths like Carlisle taught you. All right?" Daddy said, speaking calming and softly to me.

I nodded my head as I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in then out. In and out. I did that for about a minute or so before I reopened my eyes to see daddy smiling at me. I smiled back while I snuggled into Grandpa Carlisle. 

"Maybe we should try and help her get a grip on her abilities?" Kate suggested from beside her sister, Tanya. "It could help her in the future."

"That doesn't sound like a bad idea." Emmett said from beside Rosalie against the wall. "I mean, we could even use that time to help Bella try and project her shield to others too."

"Let's take this outside in the back. That way we have more room and we don't cause anything to break." Carlisle said as he carried me outside, mommy, daddy, Uncle Emmett, Kate, Garrett, Renesmee and Jake, following behind us. This was actually making a little nervous, having this many people watch me.

First it would be mommy practicing projecting her shield to protect daddy from Kate. Kate has the gift to create psychic electrical shock and it can be very painful. It was taking a few tries for mommy to project her shield onto daddy and the longer it took, the more worried I became that daddy would get hurt. One was so bad it made daddy fall to the ground. That one made me wince and bite down on my lower lip.

"Come on man, you're not motivating her." Uncle Emmett said with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Would you like to try?" Daddy said with a pained expression on his face as he waved his arm towards mommy. That caused Uncle Emmett to hold his hands up in surrender and back away a little bit.

Mommy, daddy and Kate tried again though this time, Mommy wasn't ready and the shock really scent daddy to ground. That one really seemed to worry me and before I even knew what I was doing, Kate was thrown into a tree. Everyone's eyes widened as they looked at Kate then towards me. I was still in Grandpa Carlisle's arms so I hadn't move which meant one thing...I had used one of my gifts to send her into the tree.

I looked at Kate with wide eyes as panic crossed over my face. "I-I'm so sorry! I-I didn't me-mean to do that!" I said in a panic as I wrapped my arms around Grandpa Carlisle, hiding my face in the crook of his neck.

"It's all right, Ali-Rose. We all know you didn't mean to do it. You have no control over your gifts yet, it's all right." Daddy said as he walked over and took me into his arms from Grandpa Carlisle's arms.

I buried my face in his neck as I released a few tears. I was a frightened of what could really happen. Especially when I am able to gain control of my gifts. I could hear the others whispering at vampire speed, though I was able to catch bits and bits of what they were saying. It seemed that even at my age and size, I was able to show off a great amount of power. I then felt a hand rest on my back but the feeling wasn't that of mommy, daddy or grandpa Carlisle. For some reason this hand gave off a different feeling. It was making me calm down, only in a way that my family and Seth was able to do.

When I peeked from daddy's neck, I noticed a pair of crimson eyes staring at me gently. That was when I felt something yet again, a certain pull that was drawing me to him. My green eyes stared into his crimson colored iris, a bond forming at just a single look.

"It'll be okay, little one." He spoke, his voice sounding like music. It was calming.

I couldn't help but nod my head as I tightened my grip around daddy and buried my face into his neck once again. Hopefully the man was right, that it would be okay.