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Fallen Angel Broken Song

Banner by Marauder by Midnight Banner 1 What if... Edward wasn't as strong as we thought he was? ***Eclipse References***


12. My Fledgling

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Edward’s POV

Bella crumpled, and my knees gave out so that I followed her down. Placing my hands on her shoulders, I tried to sit her up, but she was hunched over, her arms wrapped tightly around her abdomen.

“Bella, Bella,” I murmured. “Come on, get up. You need to hunt.”

As gently as possible, I hauled her to her feet. Flying snow slowed, then stopped, as the others saw me practically dragging her to my Volvo. Opening the door with one hand, I stuffed her into the passenger seat, shutting the door after her.

“Edward?” Alice called as I sprinted around the front of the car.

“She’ll be okay,” I called.

Shutting the door behind me, I started the engine and pulled out the drive. I could hear her moaning softly, but I kept my eyes ahead of me, flying down the back roads. I didn’t let myself wonder at the anxiety, the angst that had me tapping my fingers against the steering wheel.

“Where are we going,” she breathed, so softly I thought I had imagined it.

“You need to hunt,” I replied simply. “We’ll be there soon.”

Minutes passed and she said nothing. Finally, when the trees were thick and the snow heavy, I slowed, then stopped the car. I got out and crossed to open Bella’s door, but she didn’t move, just sat in the seat, so I took her in my arms and pulled her out.

“Come on, on your feet,” I said, standing her up.

She wobbled, so I took her hand. Trudging through the snow, her walk smoothed out, but I didn’t let go. The warmth I found in her palm was pleasant, even if I denied its intrigue. Slipping through the trees, we followed the deer paths to a thicket, where a herd grazed. Pulling away from me, Bella crept towards them. I admired the way she moved, cutting around the animals before moving in. If I was a cougar on the prowl, she was for all her fierce beauty a wolf.

I waited until she had pulled one down, scattering the rest, before approaching her. Quickly finishing off the doe, she leapt up to go after the rest, but I stepped in front of her.

“Wait,” I said. “Come with me.”

“Why?” she asked distractedly, looking after the herd.

“I want to show you something.”

She wasn’t listening, and I could hear the growling in her throat as the thirst simmered in her belly.

“Bella, please? Come with me.”

Tearing her eyes away from the trees, she brought them up to mine. They were a pale amber, unlike any other color I had seen in my hundred years, framed with long, thick, chocolate lashes.


Taking her hand again, I started running. I was fast, but she was too. Faster maybe, but I didn’t care. I watched the wind whip her hair, felt the adrenaline pump through me, and I was happy. For only a second I let myself wonder how I could be happy in her presence, but then I just gave myself to the moment.

I knew where to go. I’d been there many times before, when I needed to be reminded of the beauty of the world. The land grew rocky, and the slope grew steep, but it was nothing for us. We scaled the rocks until we came to a snowy ledge, just wide enough for the two of us to stand. The night sky spread out in front of us like spilled ink, dark and deep and endless, and our breath fogged in the chill air.

She was silent for a moment before she spoke. “Why did you bring me here?”

“You’ll see,” I said, praying that she wouldn’t leave to hunt again. I wanted to share this with her.

She didn’t move, so I relaxed, knowing that she chose to stand next to me, when she could have moved away. It took only moments for the aurora borealis to appear, dancing and flashing in brilliant pinks, greens, and yellows. I heard her breath catch, and when I was sure it was safe, I turned my head just slightly so that I could watch her.

She was beautiful in her astonishment, her lips parted somewhat, her eyes sparkling. I watched as the colors of the sky lit her skin, a play of shadow and light. Perhaps that was just it. We were both shadow and light; a flighty, ethereal moment of perfect flaws.

“It’s gorgeous,” she whispered watching the lights.

“So are you,” I replied, barely a sound. Her hair whipped as she turned to look at me, but I put out a hand and traced my finger over one curling lock. “My fledgling,” I whispered.

Turning away, I started back down the slope. “Let’s see if we can jump some more deer,” I called over my shoulder. I kept my eyes ahead of me, but my ears told me that it was a few moments before she followed.

Alice’s POV

“Bella,” I called as I slammed the door behind me with a hip. “Bella, you’ve got to come see this stuff!”

Hefting the cumbersome shopping bags that filled my arms, I struggled to the foot of the stairs. Most everyone was sprawled out in the living room, and when Jasper saw how burdened I was, he was relieving me of the bags in seconds.

“Where’s Bella?” I asked, readjusting a shoe box under my arm.

“She’s not here,” Jasper said, heading up the stairs.

“She’s not? Where’d she go?”

“Well, we don’t really know.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Pushing open Bella’s bedroom door, Japer deposited his half of the load on her bed. Taking mine from me, he placed them there too, before facing me again.

“She’s with Edward.”

“What!” I cried. “She’ll kill him. Why’d he go with her?”

“Alice, calm down.”

I didn’t need to, as he was already channeling it to me. Taking a deep breath, I put my hands on my hips.

“Thanks,” I mumbled. “What happened?”

“Well, we were all going to go out hunting. I guess, well… Bella nailed him in the back of the head with a snowball.”

I felt my jaw drop. “She what?”

“Then everyone got in on it, and we just went crazy. Then all of a sudden, she collapsed, and Edward crammed her into his Volvo and took off.”

“When was this?”

“About three hours ago.”

I was silent a minute, wondering why I hadn’t been paying enough attention to see this. A Milano shoe box on the bed caught my eye, and I sighed heavily, knowing exactly what had distracted me. I could only pray that they would both show up with all limbs intact. Settling into a chair, I let the visions come.