Bella’s happily ever after lasted two days. This is Bella’s own account of what happened after Breaking Dawn, her growing understanding of her powers, her battle to remain with the man she loves, finding her place in her new family, and the ever-present threat of the Volturi.
New posting Chapter 55 - Postscript
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From the moment I walked through the door I could feel his eyes on me. Boring into me, owning me, watching even the minutest move I made.
I thought that I’d lose this intuition when I became a vampire. But in reality it had just got stronger along with everything else.
I thought for a moment about the one big change that my transformation had made, my thirst. Although I was still young, and the thirst for blood should be overwhelming, I had been able to handle it from the first moment I awoke in my new life. No one knew why that was. I could cope with human scents even up close, when I should have wanted to drink them dry. The scent caused me physical pain, an intense burning from my nostrils all down my throat, and feeling my throat squeezing tight with the dryness. But it was bearable. This was unusual for a new born. My kind usual manage this much control after a few years. But even with my self control the thirst was still there, the longing for something to put out the dryness.
My mind churned again. My mind could think of so many things at once. The dryness was always one of my thoughts, sometimes near the surface, then moving back into the background. I could keep all the thoughts in my mind -- juggling two, five, ten thoughts in parallel -- but never mixing them. Like watching ten TV channels at once. Another vampire trait.
Maybe I was just being paranoid. Maybe there was no one looking at me. I still hated attention just as I’d done as a human, I still shied away from it. I was just letting my imagination run away with me again. No one was looking at me. But I could hear his heartbeat six feet to my left, slightly behind where I was standing. He was sitting on a chair next to the loveseat. He was close enough to feel the warmth of his skin in the cool of the morning air. I could smell the strong scent of the skin pouch he wore round his neck. A smell that forced out every lesser smell from that part of the room, like a car headlamp blinding out a flashlight. It was not just the animal fur with its heavy notes that I could smell, but what was inside it. The herbs and berries that it contained, each type giving a new harmony to the smell. Some sharp, some sweet. Some I knew -- citrus, juniper, cinnamon -- some I had no words for.
Maybe he was just looking at Nessie like everyone else in the room. My four month old daughter was reciting a poem for her audience in her beautiful childish voice, complete with dramatic pauses and carefully characterized accents for the speeches. She was a very advanced four month old. She looked more like a small four year old, but she would have been counted as a genius in any preschool. This was because she was half vampire and half human, and of course could never be allowed in preschool. Her brown hair, with a tinge of bronze that came from Edward, fell down her back in beautiful curls. Her eyes were a warm milk chocolate color that had been mine when I was human, and were now excited by the attention she was receiving. Her complexion was pale with a healthy pink glow of excitement. We knew now that her rate of growth and progress would slow and she would be fully mature in another 6 and half years, and then live forever. We’d learned this from Nahuel only two days before. My dark worries of losing Nessie had vanished. We’d thought we would have to watch our daughter grow old and die in fifteen short years, and we would mourn her for ever.
I didn’t look to check if I was right about Nahuel and his staring. I had caught his eye only once that morning, when we came in and gave the usual greeting to our family and their two remaining guests.
I still didn’t understand why these guest were still here. Yes, I was grateful to them, especially him. So grateful it hurt. He had saved us all: my daughter, my husband, my vampire family, my wolf friends, and me. And he put himself and his father and his sisters in danger. How could I not be grateful to him. We all were.
I’d asked Edward twice why they had not left with the other guests after the standoff with the Volturi. The first time was after the celebrations when all the other guests had left and we had taken Nessie back to our cottage to sleep in her own bed. This was the first day that we’d met them, the first day of the stares. Edward had given his answer, saying Nahuel was so glad to know that a family like ours could exist. A family with a half vampire child, the only one Nahuel knew of that was not related to him, and a surviving mother. Nahuel’s mother died in child birth and so did the mothers of his half sisters.
It is rare to find a vampire who would want a physical relationship with a human woman, even rarer to find a women who survived such an encounter. Her life could end at any moment if he did not concentrate fully on keeping her alive. And what about the outcome of such an encounter? Mortals are not compatible with half vampire babies, the babies are so much stronger than the women. I had only survived thanks to the care given to me by my vampire family and because Edward changed me into a vampire as soon as the baby was out. The memories of this violent birth were now dimming for me. The vampire venom had mended the terrible damage and left me whole, strong, and beautiful.
According to Edward, Nahuel had spent his long life, over 150 years, thinking he must be evil to the core to have killed his mother. But seeing me set him free from his guilt. He now blamed his father for not caring for his mother as Edward had for me, and for not changing her when Nahuel ripped his way out of her.
The second time I’d asked Edward why Nahuel and his aunt (a full vampire) were still with us, Edward said that they wanted to learn more about our vegetarian lifestyle. This was how we liked to describe our abnormal hunting habits in the Cullen family. Unlike other vampires we only hunted animals, not humans. This gave us distinctive golden eyes which intrigued the normal red-eyed vampires. When I asked this second time, it was not what Edward had said that set me thinking but the way he said it. If I wasn’t his wife and didn’t know him so well I would not have noticed the slight tightening of his straight shoulders under his tan colored jumper, and that he was holding his perfect jaw a eighth of an inch higher than normal. He was lying to me.
Edward lied a lot. He had to. When you can read the minds of everyone in a mile radius then you have to lie to appear normal. You have to learn to ignore the thoughts most of the time. You have to answer only the questions people say out loud and not all the far-reaching ones they think in their heads but don’t dare ask. Edward also felt he must not betray confidences of those around him. It was not as though he could stop hearing thoughts if he wanted to, and not as if people could stop thinking when he was around, so he just didn’t pass these thoughts on. I was a shield which meant that he could not read my mind, not even when I was only human. Now that I was a vampire I had learned to remove my shield if I wanted, but I could only do so for a few moments at a time and even then it was exhausting work.
But why would he lie to me about why Nahuel and Huilen were still here? We had just made it through the worst danger imaginable: the whole of the Volturi forces lined up against us, the judges, jury and executioners of the vampire world. We had survived that, so what now? What was he covering up? Surely we had to have a break from peril sometime.
Maybe bad luck was something that I’d brought with me into this life. Since I met Edward as a human I had always had bad luck. My life before Edward, before my return to Forks to live with my Dad, Charlie, was a quiet life in the big city of Phoenix with my Mom, Renée. The memory of this former life was becoming hazy, almost a pre life to my human life, as if I was now in my third life, not my second. I’d had too much on my mind to sit down and think about it, though that was the only way my family said that I would remember it for the future. As I remembered it now, it was a happy but lonely time of looking after my hair-brained mother and being the adult in the relationship even though I was the child. She didn’t need to be looked after in a physical way but in an emotional one, helping her to organize and control her life. I was the one who made sure we went to the store when we needed groceries and that we went to the bank when the bills needed to be paid. In many ways you could say I was her keeper rather than her daughter. This role was taken by Phil, her husband of nearly three years.
I argued with myself that I had already brought my shield through to my vampire life along with my strange ability for self control. I was sure that I could not have brought anything else. I had left my clumsiness behind, which was a truly good thing. I now moved so fast and was so strong that if I was clumsy lots of things would get broken. Not just inanimate objects, but living things. Even people.
I looked over at Edward, to keep my eye from straying to Nahuel. His beauty never failed to amaze me. He was stunning. His eyes were a warm amber color. But this morning more like stone than liquid. Something was bugging him. No doubt he was hearing things he didn’t like. His face muscles twitched slightly and his teeth locked together noiselessly. His smile remained, a facade to keep the others away from his upset within. I had no idea what he had heard or who it was that was having these thoughts, but my mind turned to Nahuel again, though I didn’t let my eyes follow. Edward would tell me when it was right and certainly not in the middle of this gathering.
Edward applauded when Nessie came to the end of her poem, pride now on his face. I felt a jolt of joy at his pride. I was proud of her, naturally, and applauded loudly too. But to have him so in awe of her gave me such a feeling of belonging. I had, in the end, been able to give him something so worthwhile. A daughter, our miracle. It made up for the lack of balance in our relationship. He had given me everything: his love, his life, my new life, money, possessions, a home, a car, a family. But the one thing that that he had never imagined, that none of our vampire family had thought possible, came from me. She was a delight to them all, and especially Edward.
It was only as I turned away from Nessie’s performance that I noticed Alice was staring into thin air, her eyes out of focus, completely still. I knew she was seeing something. My sister’s ability to see into the future was enviable. It had made her top of the Volturi’s list for acquisitions. It was this ability that had saved the family and herself many times over. The future she saw was only one of the possible outcomes. If decisions that had been made were changed then what she saw would change.
“Demetri is coming,” she said simply in a clear chiming voice, not altering her stance at all. “Aro has decided. He will follow Carlisle to us.”
Carlisle was at her side in an instant. “But why?” he whispered. “Why now?”.
The image of the the Volturi tracker was instantly in my mind. It was not possible for anyone normal to run from Demetri. He had a gift for finding them. But this gift needed access to someone’s mind, and it was something I could block with my shield. As well as being a tracker, Demetri was a warrior, with centuries of experience working with the Volturi.
“But why, Alice?” he asked again.
Alice had gone back into her trance. This time it took her over a minute to come round. “He comes only to observe,” she said with a little relief in her voice. “Aro will order him to stay with us and just observe. He is to watch Nessie grow for Aro and to find out more about the wolves for Caius. He is to cause us no trouble. He will be ordered to hunt like us. Aro wants to see how this will change his character. He is report back regularly by letter. This order will be made at full council the day after tomorrow. He will arrive three days after that.”
She looked around the stunned room.
“Please look for more,” Carlisle urged her.
“Demetri will bring a note with him from Aro but they know that I can see what it says so you will be forewarned. Aro is staring at it so that I can read it...
My Dearest Friend Carlisle,
I am sending my dear one Demetri to visit you as an emissary. I feel that our last meeting left a rift between us which I want to close. I have asked Demetri to learn about your life style and your beloved granddaughter so that we may better understand each other in future.
I ask you to take Demetri into your hearts and your home, and to this end I will ask him to make himself useful to you and cause you no trouble. Please use him as a son.
Yours in friendship,
Carlisle looked aghast. “Is there more?” he said, shaking his head.
Her face returned to the distant mask, but seconds later disgust was clear on it. She came back to the present again shaking her head. “Uh, that is so gross”.
“I saw part of the inner council meeting that was only the family, no guard. It is so gross.” she said, hardly able to speak for revulsion. “Aro says he wishes to watch a half vampire child develop first hand. He says that he will order Demetri to try to father a child when he has returned from his visit. He laughs and says that he may have learned some restraint from us. The mother is to be the only human they trust, their administrator Gina. They will promise her immortality if she successfully gives birth, but she has no choice. If she says no, she’s lunch. He says it will be a great honor for Demetri to father a child to be brought up and studied in Volterra. Caius is against the idea, the decision will be put off until a later date... I can’t see further than that, I’m not attuned to them, I can’t see so far ahead into their futures, I can’t see if she will become pregnant or if they will kill her, it is many months away, it may change.”
There was stunned silence.
All the joy after the last successful encounter with the Volturi was gone.
Then the speculation started. Alice could see the event but not the motivation behind it. It boiled down to three simple questions: why this? why now? and why Demetri? A dozen answers to each question came from the gathered family. The most likely answer was that they wanted to catch us doing something against the rules as soon as possible, and Demetri can stand up for himself.
The others gave little thought to the planned baby. It was beyond the immediate worry and didn’t affect us personally. But my mind was on Gina and how I could help her. I had only just survived my own pregnancy and I had had good medical care and love from all my family. I felt cold, cold to the heart.
Had I started some new vampire fashion? Would lots of vampire males want to father children? And what of the vampire females, would they want to become stepmothers? I thought of the loss of human life. I thought of Gina.
I found myself a spot on the floor and sat there still, shocked, horrified.
The discussion went on for nearly an hour, until Carlisle looked at the clock and said that he had to go for his shift at the hospital.
He turned to our guests, “Nahuel, Huilen. It may be best if you were not here when Demetri comes to call. I do not wish to ask you to leave but for your own safety I must ask you to think about what you want to do. You know you have our thanks for what you have done for us, and I owe you for the safety of all my family. You are welcome here at any normal time.”
It was Huilen who spoke this time. She spoke simply in her heavy accent. “We will leave before he arrives.”
Carlisle smiled warmly at her. “That is for the best. We can visit you before long, and maybe meet Nahuel’s sisters if that is possible.”
The others continued to speculate after Carlisle had gone, Emmett debating with Jasper the possibility of beating Demetri in a fight. Jasper thought that if there were several of us it may be possible, but it would only bring the rest of the guard down on us, a battle which we would not win this time.
Alice touched me lightly on the arm, tutting at my pants and jumper combination. My favorite sister was never happy with my lack of fashion sense. But she could see the future, and would have known the day before about this particular lapse of mine. I thought to myself that I would suggest to her that she warns me in advance next time, so that I don’t disappoint her again.
“You know, I thought you would have learned a little by now Bella,” she chided quietly. “I will just have to take you back to your cottage and show you how to match up those pants myself. I didn’t spend weeks putting together your wardrobe for you to use it like this.”
That morning I must have really gotten under her skin. How could she care so much about fashion when she’d just given us the news about Demetri? Really. It made no sense.
I looked down at my outfit. It didn’t look that bad to me. I’d made sure that some of the threads in the jumper were exactly the same tone as the pants, but if it made her happy we could be home and back in a very short time. A few minutes out of the house would do me some good.
“Edward,” she chimed. “I’m taking Bella back to your cottage, can you look after Nessie by yourself?” The look on her face one of great effort.
He smiled warmly at her. “By myself? I don’t think that I will ever be allowed to look after Nessie by myself. She has too many fans for that.” He looked quizzically at her while he made his answer, as if they were having another inaudible conversation but failing to understand each other.
It was true. Most of the room were watching Nessie again, just waiting to see what she would do next, fascinated by her. Her Aunt Rose and Grandma Esme sat on the floor with her.
“We’ll see you soon,” Alice chimed again, wincing with effort, like a small child trying to remember a really difficult times table sum.
As soon as she said this I looked around the gathering to smile a normal goodbye. Then I saw him, Nahuel. He was staring at me. Staring at me with total adoration in his eyes as if I were the only thing he could see in the world. The only thing he had ever seen. Like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time.
Oh no... no please no, I screamed inside my head. My face turned from a smile to sheer dread, his calm face turning from adoration to puzzlement at my expression.
Edward stiffened beside me, but said nothing.
Alice tugged my sleeve and we were off through the patio doors at the rear of the house, running back to my cottage hand in hand. I was only too glad to go, and Alice's excuse was perfect.
As soon as we were over the river she said in a very hushed voice, “Shield me, stop him reading my mind.”
New posting Chapter 55 - Postscript
great chapter, can't wait to read your next one to find out more about what is going on with bella and the voices
The voices - how many do you think there are - The cullens don't know. Do you think they are bad or good.
Have what they have said to Bella so far been good advice or bad advice?
And what can she do about all thoes boys/men that are after her? We all like affection but this much must be very hard to cope with.
wow I loved the chapter :) so worth the wait, I wonder what will happen now
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I do have a place I'm trying to get to it's just taking me a while to get there. I've put far too much into one story - but one lives and learns!
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Bella's hearing voices in her head and they think it's a spirit?!!
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Jasper was in front of me in an instant, “Bella, please! I can’t stand it. You have no idea how that makes me feel.”
“I hear the way it makes you think! Get away from her Jasper. She is my wife.” Edward growled.
I quickly shielded Jasper again.
He turned to Edward, “What I think is nothing to what I feel, do you think I want to feel like this? I hate it.”
“OK, time for cool heads.” Carlisle was on his feet standing between Jasper and Edward. “Sit down you two, immediately, this is no way to behave inside a family. We need to talk to sort this issue out, not fight.”
They sat down again. I was desperately thankful that Carlisle was there – at least they both listened to him.
“Better. Now Bella, do you have Jasper covered? I think it would be better if Edward didn’t have to listen to his thoughts right now.” I nodded in confirmation.
“Bella, I do not want you to take your shield away when Jasper or any of the other males of the family are close to you again.”
“Yes, I will only do it when Edward and I are alone. I had no idea it made things worse.”
“Jasper, can you describe what happened, what you felt?”
“I felt as if my whole world had turned upside down, as if the only thing that mattered was being with Bella. In that instant part of me was prepared to do anything to make that happen, no matter who it hurt. But I still knew it was so wrong. I still love Alice but I can’t help it.”
“Yes, I heard that,” Edward hissed.
“Edward, Jasper can’t help this. There is no need to get upset, nothing is going to happen. We need to find a way around the issue not make it worse.”
Edward looked furious; the thoughts in Jasper’s mind must have been very dark to bring on this reaction.
“Jasper, I want you to go to Alice in a minute, I’m sure she will have seen what just happened and will want to talk with you however painful that is. But before you go would you please spare us a few minutes to tell us what you know about cuculus.” Carlisle's voice of reason was a tonic. This is what we needed, someone to help us through this crisis. Our leader, our father.
“This all happened when I was with Maria back in the newborn wars in the South. She said that she had been in a coven with a very ancient vampire, she didn’t even know how many millenniums he’d seen. He had told her about the cuculus.
“They have great powers. They are the only thing that can kill a vampire, other than fire. They have the ability to take away life at will. She said that they took on different forms and you need to kill them when they were still human or it would be too late.
“Maria would make sure that when we moved to a new area one of our first tasks was to hunt down any humans who were cuculus. She and I would detect their scent and find their home and take them. In all the time I was with her we found only three. Maria would always allow me the blood, but always checked that they were properly dead when I’d finished. She would make sure there was no sign of life at all. The taste was extraordinary, the very best wine, or drug as high as you could have, there was nothing better. They made an ordinary human taste like weak beer in comparison. But it was drinking the cuculus that first set off my depression about human blood. The high was followed by such a low, as if something in me had died. In the end I saw that Maria allowing me the blood was not a kindness on her part but a defense of her mind.”
This description made me feel cold. I could see how easily Jasper could have disposed of me when I was human. I would have had no defense from him when Edward was not with me. I though back. Is that why Alice babysat me when Edward went to hunt? I thought Edward was over-protective and just too controlling at the time, but had he heard plans in Jasper’s mind to do away with me as a human?
Although I wanted to ask them, I didn’t want to interrupt Jasper’s story .
“She told me we had to be careful to destroy them as humans because if they turn to vampires they are powerful. They could make you do things without you realizing it. She got me to check each newborn after feeding to make sure they had no trace of green in their eyes. Just in case we’d missed the scent when she turned them.
“I found one once. I took her on her first hunt and the green was there, at the outer edge of her iris, just for a split second as she finished feeding, but I saw it.”
“Maria destroyed the girl and ashed her. She said that I shouldn’t, that it would hurt me too much because of my talent. I never told Maria at that point I lost my hope in the future, and it wasn’t until I met Alice that it returned.
“Maria said that I should remember the face of the newborn and if I ever saw it again in any form I should run. I don’t know what she meant, the girl was ash, how could I see the face again?
“She told me about the three types of cuculus, the way they can make you feel, faith, hope and love. She said the Volturi had one still in vampire form. I didn’t know what she meant by still in vampire form, and she wouldn’t elaborate. They must have been human first, then vampire. But what do you become after being a vampire? I thought there was only ash, for our bodies at least.
“Anyway the one the Volturi have is a love type, she binds them together, she is the power behind the throne. Without her the others would not last – they would fight amongst themselves and fall. “Maria wasn’t sure if the family knew what she was or just thought that it was a vampire talent. She probably doesn’t even know herself.”
Carlisle interjected, “That would be Chelsea as she calls herself now. She makes them all love the family. Demetri is tied by her so tightly he couldn’t leave Volterra forever without a lot of pain. But her method is to tie people to Aro and the others. She does not have the guard all falling in love with her. In that way she is unlike Bella.”
“I’m not trying to tie anyone to anything,” I said defensively, “and I am certainly not trying to get them to fall in love with me.”
“Bella, I’m not accusing you of doing anything knowingly. We need to explore the issues and what we know so we can find a way around the problem.”
I was relieved by his remark, it made sense.
“We do need to tell the rest of the family about you talent as well. Jasper, you say that Emmett is in the same predicament?” Jasper nodded. “Well, I will talk to him about this privately as soon as I get back, it’s only fair. Rose and Esme also need to know. I’m not at all sure how Rose will take this news. Alice will already know, I assume, as she will be watching us.”
Carlisle's phone hummed, a text message. “Alice has requested that I let you go back to her now. Thank for your time Jasper, we know that it has been difficult for you.”
Jasper looked relived to be dismissed and left without a word. My thoughts were with Alice. How much had she seen? How did she feel about Jasper now? How did she feel about me?
We sat for a minute in silence, each in our own thoughts. The quiet shattered by Edward answering one of Carlisle’s thoughts.
“I don’t cope, I can’t cope, it drives me insane hearing them all. I nearly killed Nahuel when I found him in the woods, it was a very dark day. I nearly killed another man for doing what I do, loving Bella.”
“Edward, jealousy is a sin, my son, but in your case it may have been far more justified than many. But you have the love of your wife and her vows at your wedding to help you. You must use the knowledge of both those things as a shield to ward away those feeling of Jealousy. Pity is what you need to feel for these others.”
Edward’s jaw nearly feel open when Carlisle said this, but Carlisle continued.
“Bella is your wife, no one else’s, she is going no where, she will be your wife forever and it is obvious for all to see that she loves you so much.
“The others are either alone with no one or are torn with guilt because they are betraying another love.
“You will be able to overcome this son.”
“Father, I hope that I can be as strong as you think I can be. The thoughts that they have are so… base, I feel that it would be hard for any man not to react.”
Carlisle was thoughtful and after a minute said, “I even felt Bella’s power when she was unshielded, but to me it made me love her as a daughter. I felt the need to protect her more strongly than ever before. It must be hard for those who do not see her as a daughter.”
At this point I considered it prudent to shield Carlisle just in case this revelation was hiding something in his mind that Edward might find disturbing.
Carlisle smiled at me, obviously feeling my shield over him. “There is no need to shield me Bella, I have nothing to hide from Edward.” But I was taking no chances, I was not having Edward more upset than he was already.
“Do you have any idea how Demetri is fairing?” Carlisle asked Edward.
“Demetri is working hard to contain all his emotions. He was warned by Aro that there would be things here that would tempt him and he is to protect himself as best he can from them. I think Aro’s comments were probably more to do with family life and lack of guard duties rather than falling in love. Demetri is trying so hard not to feel anything that he hasn’t fallen yet, as far as I know, other than for Nessie of course, and that is because she is a child and reminds him of his own. He thinks of himself as her great uncle.”
“I do try to keep away from them all,” I said defensively. “I try to only go to the house when the women are home. I try to keep out of the way, but that is hard when I’m expected to be there with Nessie and now I have to babysit Fred.”
Carlisle took charge. “Right, as a practical step we will try to limit your exposure to them. You have to spend time with Fred but I will ask Jasper and Emmett not to be near you at all.”
Carlisle made an exasperated gesture tapping his forehead with his left hand. “Oh no, that’s not going to work, you’ll want to practice, train, work out tactics. The others will need you to shield Fred while they train.”
“Carlisle, I don’t understand. I can’t read your mind, Bella has you shielded,” Edward said in a slightly frustrated tone.
“The match, it’s arranged with the wolves for 18 days time, I forgot to tell you earlier. Well, we will limit exposure to just any required training sessions, it’s the best we can do for now.”
I couldn’t get my head around it. Were we supposed to play soccer with the wolves with all this going on? I tried to put my best spin on my reactions. “Do you think it might be wise to delay the match a little until some of these issues are resolved?”
“I thought that myself until Alice said she had a vision of Demetri leaving us a few days after the match, and as much as I like Demetri on a personal level I would like to be finished with his knowledge-gathering task. I’m sorry Bella, we need to see this through. I think it will be better for all in the end.”
Carlisle’s statement took away all my arguments. I could see from his posture that he wasn’t comfortable with the idea but was resigned to it.
“Try to relax and enjoy the sport Bella, you could do with a little fun.”
Carlisle had no idea how little fun I though such an event would be. Dread would be the best word for how I felt about it. Dread about what could happen to any of the participants, the thought of a wolf getting hurt or angry. The dread of my own personal lack of sporting prowess (the second was minor, but still niggling).
“Sam and Jacob met me in town today when I was on my lunch break from my hospital shift and they seem very pleased at the idea. I really think Demetri may have this right. They were keen to foster good relations. Alice suggests two weeks on Tuesday would be a good day weather wise, a storm will rumble further towards town but the clearing will only have a light shower. I’ll finalize all the arrangements with the wolves in the morning.”
Carlisle looked at me, my face a picture of worry. “Relax Bella, try to enjoy this or at least put on a good act. I understand your concerns and we will be very careful.”
“I’m just surprised it will be so soon, I was imagining in a month or two.”
“I’m sure that we can get some training in beforehand so don’t worry about the date, the sooner it’s done the sooner Demetri may go back to Volterra.”
“He’s about a mile away now, I think he’s coming back here,” Edward said. “What line shall we take with him?”
“We will say exactly what you heard and saw. We don’t need to mention the information that Jasper gave us, it is not directly related to what you were following.”
“Yes, but do we tell him that Bella can unshield herself?”
“Well, we mustn’t lie but we don’t need to volunteer that information. I think he may just believe that the spirit or whatever it was you thought you were following was disturbing his gift. Did you see anything left in Bella by the way, before Jasper need her to stop?”
“No, just Bella, I mean she always has a great many thought patterns, more than your average vampire, but it was nothing like before.”
Far off in the distance we could hear the sound of feet running at a slow pace through the wood.
“What’s he thinking?”
“He is wondering if he should disturb the two of us. He want’s to know how I knew something was there.”
“Bella, please unshield me. And then I’m sure he will join us. I can understand that he would not want to impose on a newly married couple at night but if he knows I’m here that will not be a problem.”
I did as he asked and within three minutes there was a quiet knock at our door. Edward answered and invited Demetri in.
He took the chair that Jasper had vacated. He looked tired just as Edward had done.
“I don’t understand it. I can feel someone but they are not there. They appear from nowhere and that time I even managed to follow, but it was too quick and was gone. No scent, no visible appearance, nothing but just my feeling.
“But you felt it too?” He turned to Edward, “is that why you followed?”
“I heard thoughts, well at least I thought I did. I saw nothing, felt nothing, but heard. I followed but they went too quick for me. I lost it much sooner than you did.”
“What did you hear? What thoughts were there? Were they normal vampire thoughts?”
Edward explained again what he heard. He missed out the bit about me unshielding myself but all the rest was as he had explained to us already. Demetri sat listening carefully. When Edward had finished he sat in silence for a minute before speaking.
“I don’t know what we are dealing with, this is not something I have come across before. I don’t want to report this back to Aro until I have more information. I will monitor more closely your position if you don’t mind Bella. I’m going to have to use human techniques – do you carry a cell phone? I will source one and we can set up a link so that I will know where you are. It is so unsatisfactory, they are so clumsy and unreliable, but I think it is the best I can do in your case. I hope you don’t mind this. I realize it may sound intrusive but really I will know no more about you than I know about everyone else in the world. This thing, whatever it is, seems to be associated with you. It was in the cottage. I only felt it for a couple of seconds, and that was odd. I thought I saw you at the same time too but that must be something to do with the presence, whatever it is. And then it appeared outside the cottage and went off into the forest and I lost it as if it went under the sea. My talent doesn’t work once a person is under water. I can see them as soon as they put a hair out, but nothing when they are fully submerged.
And the oddest thing is that this presence still has aspects of your mother about it. But your mother is in Jacksonville, I feel her there. She is with her husband just as one would expect. It is very perplexing.
“At least it doesn’t seem to be of any kind of a threat, I wouldn’t want you to worry Bella.”
I thought to myself, No, why would I worry? A Volturi guard thinks my mother is a disembodied presence and my husband hears her in my mind, why would I worry about that? But I managed to stay poker-faced and returned his concern. “Demetri, I just want to find an answer to this that will satisfy your curiosity. I don’t feel afraid of something that I can’t feel and can’t see. And I will be happy to link our phones if you think that will help.” I though that at least I can leave my phone somewhere, or turn it off if I feel like it.
He seemed satisfied with my answer. He turned to Carlisle, “Do you know why one of the wolves was following me? Have they been assigned to escort us or something?”
“Ah, which wolf was following you Demetri?”
“The older female, Leah?”
“I think I should talk to you privately about this, is she still about?”
“No, she seems to have run in the direction La Plush now.”
“That’s good, a perfect opportunity. Shall we leave Bella and Edward for the rest of the night and walk back to the main house?”
“Certainly, I’d like to understand her motivation for following.”
They said goodnight and set off.
I looked at Edward. I was exhausted; it had been a long, emotional night.
“Time for you to rest, Love, we’ll talk again in the morning.” And with that he swept me into his arms, carried me to the bedroom, tucked me under the covers and just as he did sometimes when I was human, he sang me to sleep.
End of Chapter 45 - Spirit
this is interesting :) Carlisle is right thought, at least he is there to keep Jasper and Edward and the others from killing each other when it comes to Bella and her powers of making them fall in love with her. I wonder who the spirit/voice is still, can't wait to find out
I am still curious about Leah/Demetri and how things will unravel between them two
There was a lot going on in that chapter - rather too much really but it needed to be written.
Carlisle is a really leader this is why they respect him.
Leah and Demetri - a difficult match I think given her dislike of vampires and his position as a member of the Volturi. It would have been so much easier if she had imprinted on Fred but where would the fun in that be?
Carlisle really is a good mediator who could put things into perspective when all that information came out. Now Bella and Edward can help each other through this difficult time. Did Bella get some of her talents from her mother? Is that why Demetri keeps sensing her around Bella and far away? And how will he react to the news about Leah? That could be very interesting! Can't wait to see what comes next!
thank you for your comment.
You have lots of very good questions and I'm sorry I can't answer them just yet but I will.
Demetri and Leah and really just a sub plot - a problem created by Bella.
Can't wait to read Demetri's reaction to the news about Leah!!!
Please update soon!!