Text Size Large SizeMedium SizeSmall Size    Color Scheme Black SchemeWhite SchemeGrey SchemePaper Scheme        


Edward and Bella have been married for two months now. Bella still hasn't reconciled with Jacob, and her transformation is only one week away. Then...Bella becomes pregnant. Choices will have to be made. Choices that could change Edward and Bella's lives forever. ^^ This beautiful banner was made by the talented Vatina!CHAPTER FIFTEEN: SHADOWS IS UP! (THE LAST ONE, GUYS!) :(BUT LOOK OUT FOR THE SEQUEL...SUNRISE!

This story is based on a theory that my wonderful friend, Maria, and I had. Hope it works! I don't own any of it. All belongs to the wonderful Stephenie Meyer! © Edwards Rose 2007

12. Chapter 12: Drifting

Rating 5/5   Word Count 1241   Review this Chapter

Chapter Twelve: Drifting

“No…don’t move her. Her arm’s broken.”

“It’s alright…she’s coming around.”

Was I hearing angels…? No, I wasn’t! I felt the hard ground beneath my back…smelt the damp grass. I let out a stifled groan and struggled to open my aching eyelids. They wouldn’t move. With every ounce of strength left in my body, I managed to open them. My vision was blurred, only then to focus on my angel…

“Bella!” he whispered, pulling me into a cold embrace…my injured arm at a slightly awkward angle.

I felt the tears spill over onto my cheeks…mixing with the gentle rain still falling. “They hurt you,” I whimpered, clutching his jacket tighter.

“Shh, Bella. It’s alright…everyone’s fine. You, me, the family…our baby.”

I pulled away to stare into his eyes, now flickering with some emotion. “Something happened, Edward. There was a flash of bright light and…”

Edward cradled my head in his arms, stroking his thumb against my cheek. “Love, you need to sleep. We’ll think about that later.”

I fought to keep my eyes open, replaying all the events in my mind.

He saw this and gave a soft smile. “Sleep, Bella…sleep,” he whispered into my ear. I heard the beginning strains of my lullaby and went back…back into my mind where dreams were my only place of refuge.


I stood on the edge of the clearing, watching Edward and Bella. My brother was kneeling on the ground, cradling her in his arms. If I could cry, the tears would’ve come now. I ran a hand through my tousled hair, repressing the images that flashed through my mind. Alec, Demetri and Felix had cut us off…giving Jane time. Carlisle had tried to reason with them, but they wouldn’t listen. A fight had ensued…Jasper making the first move.

Then, quick as they came, they were gone…following Jane who was running through the trees. We had found Edward with Bella in the clearing…already fearing her dead. Once Jane left, she’d broken the connection with Edward…freeing him. I gritted my teeth and inwardly berated myself. Why hadn’t I seen this coming before it was too late…? The family relied on me, trusted me to see things. I couldn’t even help them.

Suddenly, I felt arms circle around my waist…Jasper putting his head on my shoulder.

“It’s not your fault,” he said soothingly. He always knew what I was really thinking…

“How can it not be?” I whispered back, clutching at his arms.

He kissed the side of my face, letting soothing energy roll through me. “They would’ve come anyway, Alice. No one was hurt, and Carlisle’s fixing Bella’s arm now,” he gestured towards the clearing, “and someday, that baby will be asking Aunt Alice all about what happened tonight.”

I smiled. “I hope it’ll be extremely well dressed.”

Jasper laughed. “With you as its aunt…there’s hardly a doubt.”

I looked back towards Edward and Bella and a short vision flashed before my eyes. A girl of about fourteen, with long, dark hair, set afire by bronze tendrils…large, smoldering golden eyes…

My eyes flashed open and I gave a smile.

Edward and Bella’s daughter.


I woke up with a start, taking in my surroundings. I was curled up in Edward’s lap, his stone arms holding me tight. I glanced at my arm, secure in a makeshift cast Carlisle had fashioned. Then, I looked up into Edward’s liquid-topaz eyes.

“How long was I out?” I mumbled, stretching slightly.

“About ten hours,” he whispered, pushing the hair away from my face.

“Wonderful,” I said sarcastically.

Edward gave me that crooked smile, and then his face became twisted in pain.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, tracing the curve of his lips.

“Bella, yesterday, I thought I’d lost you again. Not just you, though, our child as well. All that I loved torn away in a heartbeat…while I was powerless to stop it.”

“Stop,” I commanded firmly, “everything’s okay, Edward. You didn’t lose us.”

We fell into silence for a moment, content just being with each other. Then Edward began, “Bella, you said there was a flash of light when Jane came for you?”

I nodded vigorously. “Yes.”

Edward’s face was thoughtful. “While you were asleep, Carlisle, Esme and I were discussing it.”

“And?” I prompted.

“Well, Esme, having been a mother herself, believes that some kind of maternal instinct came over you…”

I shook my head. “No, that can’t be it. Of course I was terrified and concerned for the baby, but I have no sort of “power.” It came from somewhere else…”

Edward smiled, hearing the frustration creep into my tone. “Then there’s Carlisle’s theory. He thinks that it was the baby who repelled Jane.”

I blinked. My baby had super powers…?

He smiled again. “Yes…I was a bit surprised, too. Think about it, Bella. The baby is half-vampire…it’s bound to have some sort of strength. I think it also sensed that you were in danger.”

I frowned. “But it had enough power to scare Jane off.”

Edward shrugged. “Babies, or children in general, are miraculous creatures.”

“And you would know this how…?” I teased. I regretted my words the minute they came out, though, they sounded cruel and insensitive. Edward had always distanced himself from children…afraid of his true nature.

Edward screwed up his angelic face in consternation. “I-I think I had a baby cousin once. Carlisle said that she and her mother came to visit my father at the hospital…before the influenza reached its peak.”

“What was her name?” I asked softly.

Edward closed his eyes for a moment, as if to reconnect with his past. “Meg,” he said suddenly, “I believe her name was Meg.”

“That’s pretty,” I offered. It really was…it was almost like a link between us and a bygone era.

Suddenly, I saw the rest of the family silently glide towards us. They all smiled warmly, but I could see the exhaustion clear in their eyes.

“Well…it looks like your child is going to be quite a handful,” Carlisle said, smiling.

Esme laughed warmly, as well as Jasper.

“Think what it’s going to be like during adolescence,” Alice mused, her voice light.

Edward grimaced, but I smiled.

“Let’s go home,” I said.

The Volturi were gone, for now. We’d all been saved by a child. This was only temporary, though. Together, we turned away from the clearing…leaving only the trampled grass as a reminder of all the pain inflicted here.

Somewhere, a lone bird sang its mournful tune…amidst a sea of grasses christened from the rain.