Well, I am alive. I'm currently studying for my master's and my summer and Fall is just full of headaches. Hopefully I'll get back to a regular schedule soon.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight in any way.

Angel's POV

My body shook out of its slumber, my top half almost catapulting itself out of the bed itself; as if I had just had the worst dream of my life.

After Siena finally got out of the shower, Dad pretty much rushed us to get all our stuff into the traveling van; or as he fondly called it, the Mystery Machine. Yes, he's a huge fan of that cartoon with the talking dog.

Our bandmates, Kevin and Nick, had arrived alongside him. Not only were they my band mates, but they were also my sisters' boyfriends. It was awkward at first…. oh, who am I kidding? It's still awkward.

Whenever we travel, Siena and Kevin claim the very back seat while Raina and Nick get the middle. I'm always stuck in the front with my dad. Now don't get me wrong, I love my dad a lot. It's just…. I guess I'm frustrated that they have significant others and I don't.

I've tried to get a girlfriend countless time, but none of them really stick around.

Oh right, back to my original question that was in my head: Where the hell am I?

Looking around, I saw that I wasn't in the same hotel room that I remember falling asleep in. Instead of the standard jointed rooms with 2 queen size beds, I was now inside a room that could best be described as a King's chamber.

It was huge!

The walls were painted a pure white, the curtains and furniture giving the room it's only spark of color: dark mahogany. A few feet in front of the King size bed was a brick-built fireplace, a pile of wood laid off on the side. There was a ledge on top of the fireplace, placed on top of the ledge was various pictures and a single urn smack in the middle.

I pushed the thick comforter off my body, rolled over and placed my bare feet down on the cold wooden floor. From this new position, I'm able to see that there is also a bathroom and a huge walk in closet; I was only able to notice this due to both doors being wide open.

I got up and walked over to the fireplace to look over the pictures. I let out a loud gasp when I saw that they were all pictures of me and my family, when I was a baby and toddler.

There was one that was in the style of a newborn photo shoot, my sisters and I all laying in a circle, surrounded by fake clouds and covered in color coded blankets that identified our genders, me blue and them pink.

The others were just me, playing catch with my dad, playing in a sandbox, building a pretend town made from scratch sheets of paper.

I was hesitant to look at the urn in the middle, probably scared that It might have my name on it or something; since it seemed that everything on this ledge was like a shrine dedicated to me.

Thankfully, I was proven wrong when the name on the urn wasn't mine, but it spelled out 'Didyme'.

"Didyme….Why does that name sound familiar?" I mumbled to myself. Before I could continue to think any further, I was brought out of my own thoughts when a pair of bare muscular arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me back up against an equally muscular chest.

If that wasn't shocking enough, there was something poking into my lower back.

"Angel, words can not express my gratitude for this wonderful gift." The deep sensual voice vibrated into my right ear, my shoulder tingled when I felt long silky hair brush against it. What really shocked me was my groin began to burn slightly before hardening a bit.

Ok, what kind of dream is this?!

"I…I…" Great, now I can't get words to form.

"Is something the matter?" His hands that were once hooked together began to roam across my naked chest…..Oh shit, I'm naked?!

The back of my neck was now being peppered with small kisses, wow, his lips were soft. It was hard to contain the series of moans that began to seep out of my mouth. Especially when his fingers began to flick and pinch my nipples.

"Mio caro, I've heard countless symphonies composed by the best: Mozart, Beethoven, Copland, Bruckner- they all fail in comparison to your melodious sounds."

My breath got caught in my throat when I felt his hand wrap around the base of my cock. When did his hand get down there? My knees almost gave out, his free arm wrapped around my waist to hold me up against him.

Swiftly, with skilled hands, he began to pump me.

"Keep making that music, my sweet." He groaned out from his own pleasure.

"Shit!" I screamed out loud, the body next to me jumped from shock before falling off the other side of the bed.

My eyes shifted side to side, up and down, taking in my old surroundings. I was back in the hotel room, but when I looked down, I saw that I still had a 'tent' sticking up from my boxers.

"Angel, are you…" I jumped up before running off the mattress, making a loud thump as I landed on the floor. I continued to rush into the bathroom, slamming the door shut and locking it. The shower door was still open from when my dad used it last, so I reached in and turned the knob slightly, keeping the temperature on the cold setting.

I practically tore off my boxers before stepping into the cold stream, letting out a painful hiss at it my erect cock.

"Go down go down, come on. Think disgusting thoughts….uh…..Shit, I can't think of any!" I slammed my first against the wall. All I could keep thinking of was that man's deep voice that made shivers run up and down my body. The way his smooth hands played with my nipples. The feel of his hair flowing over my shoulder.

Man, I really need to get a girlfriend.

Enzo's POV

It's very rare for someone to scare me; but Angel's outburst was enough to make me want to jump out of my skin. When I saw him run into the bathroom, I chased after him, only to have the door slammed in my face.

To know that your own child is suffering, that's a pain that all parents share. It wasn't the first time I've see him act this way; I've seen the same kind of behavior from my girls also. It happens anytime they have those 'dreams'.

Now how is it that I know about these dreams when it's clear that my kids wouldn't tell me; simple, Alice keeps me in the loop.

Yes, Alice Cullen.

It's interesting how my children's success as a band has put me into contact with some great friends.

It was a while ago when Alice informed me about these dreams my kids have been having. According to her vision, these dreams get stronger as the possibility of us running into the Three Kings increases.

"The dreams still occur." I looked over my shoulder to Kevin and Nick, both of whom were standing right behind me. One made sure to stand up against the door that connected our room with my girls' room, this was just an added precaution to be sure that they wouldn't barge in from hearing Angel scream.

They may be dating but no way in hell would I let them share a room.

"But you changed the location." Kevin ran his fingers through his shaggy eye length brown hair. His bright red eyes were shining so bright in the dark.

Oh yes, Did I forget to mention that Kevin and Nick were vampires? Due to my own children having bright red eyes, they fit into the band quite well. Angel, Raina, and Siena just thought it was them using contact lens to blend in.

"It's not safe here." Nick turned and placed his face up against the door. "Their heart beats are calm. Both are fast asleep."

"There's no way I can change the location now, the concert is in just a few hours." The shower was still running at full force; I also heard a few bangs, no doubt Angel punching the wall.

"Cancel it. Say that Siena lost her voice. The band can't perform if the singer…."

"It won't work." Nick cut off Kevin. "Heart beats just increased, they're having similar dreams."

"I need to get a hold of Alice." As if I'm cue, my cell phone rang out loud. I already knew who it was. Kevin took my place by the door and I dove onto my bed to reach for my phone on the night stand. The screen showed the name of the person I just mentioned.

"Alice." I had pressed the answer button and held the phone to my ear. "Anything?"

"We will be there, Enzo. Nothing will happen." Her high-pitched voice tried hard to reassure me. But it wasn't what I asked her.

"That's not what I meant Alice. Tell me the truth, did you have a vision? Are they close?"

"Enzo, my visions can be changed, they are not set in stone."

"Alice, stop dancing around the subject. Answer me, will they be there?!" From the background, I heard Jasper growl out, not liking the way I had spoken to his mate. I don't blame him, if anyone had spoken to Selena that way, I probably would have ripped their head off.

"No. They won't be there. But someone they know might."

"Might?"

"Like I said, not set in stone. I will be there, so will Jasper. And Emmett and Rosalie and Edward and Bella and…"

"I get it. I get it. No need to mention all of the names."

"Well, you asked. Oh! And Jacob's pack will be there too. Well, see you later tonight Enzo. Please calm yourself, we will protect them, as we always have." With that, she hung up the phone.

Yes, I'm sorry that the chapter is short but I wanted to get something out before I get back to my clinicals and my school work this week.

So who do you guys think that special visitor will be? Send me a review with a guess. Until then my readers.