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Without You

Summary:
Bella is on her own when she finds the clearing. When Laurent finds her there, her werewolf saviors are nowhere to be found. Is Laurent a good guy, or will his bad side overcome him? Thanks a jillion to MRSBellaCullenBlack for the wonderful banner!!! :D


Notes:
So, I had this story on here for a little bit... but then I deleted it. I totally forget why, actually. So, if you've read it already, you don't have to review... until I put up new updates, that is :)


15. Spying

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The next few days were plagued with nightmares. I couldn't stop thinking about how unprotected the rest of the clan in Denali was, or how I wouldn't be nearby Jacob if Victoria happened to stumble upon him and his pack of werewolves.

Carmen and Eleazar thought my nightmares were intriguing. They had never spent anytime around people who had them, and they were fascinated when I told them what happened. Laurent was just worried. He was always there for me when I woke up.

A week after Carmen and Eleazar got to Spain, I had my scariest dream yet.

It was nighttime, and I was standing with Jacob on First Beach. He and I always used to go there before he turned into a werewolf...

"Bella, I have to tell you something," Jacob said, looking down at his feet.

"What is it?" I asked.

The wind blew slightly, blowing the smell of the salty ocean towards us. I bit my lip, and stared up into his eyes.

"I can't be here anymore. I'm leaving, Bella. Victoria is after you, and it's just... just too much of a risk for me. I can't be caught up in that," he answered.

"Oh," I breathed.

Before he could say anything else, something knocked him to the ground. I stumbled backwards.

Victoria was there, perched on Jacob's chest and grinning evilly. She lowered her mouth to his neck and bit down. Jake screamed.

My eyes shot open.

"Bella, I'm here," said Laurent. He was growing used to my nightmares.

"It was Jake this time. She was there, and he was there, and she bit him!" I gasped.

Laurent wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into his chest.

"You were dreaming, Bella. Nothing happened. You are fine," he crooned into my ear, brushing my hair out of my face.

I shook my head. "Jake isn't fine."

Laurent didn't say anything. He just held me. It felt like hours had passed before I finally drifted to sleep again.

The next morning, Laurent wasn't beside me when I woke up. I practically sprinted down the stairs to find him. No matter how long we were together, I didn't like being more than one room away from him. I had severe separation anxiety.

“In here Bella!” called Laurent from the kitchen. There was a sullen note to his tone.

On the island was a giant stack of pancakes, and the smell of syrup wafted towards me. Laurent always cooked more than I could ever hope to eat.

Carmen and Eleazar were both facing away from Laurent, their arms crossed. Something had happened while I was sleeping that wasn't making them very happy. Laurent smiled a greeting, but it seemed false somehow.

“What's wrong?” I asked cautiously.

Laurent took a deep breath. “Your nightmares have me worried, Bella. I'm going back to Denali to see what I can find out about Victoria. I might make a stop in La Push and talk to the wolves there. It'd be lovely if you could call them and tell them not to eat me right away. I'll be back as soon as I can be. A week at the most.”

My mouth fell open. “You're leaving?” I breathed.

Laurent nodded.

“And I'm not going with you?”

“Carmen and Eleazar will be here with you. I assure you, Bella, you have nothing to worry about. You will be safe here with them, I promise.” He crossed the room in three strides, and scooped me into his arms.

“It's not myself that I'm worried about,” I murmured.

He kissed my forehead. “I'll be fine, love.”

I shook my head. “Victoria... she's not good,” I groaned.

He held me out at arms length. “Bella, I swear I will be okay.”

I sighed. “Bring your cell phone.”

An hour later, Laurent and I stood in the entryway. He only had a small shoulder bag with him.

“I'll miss you,” he said, smiling sadly.

“I'll miss you, too,” I replied.

He stepped towards me, an unmistakable look in his eyes. His hands cupped my face gently, and he lowered his lips to mine. My arms slipped around his neck, and my fingers laced in his hair. His hands trailed from my cheeks to my neck, and finally stopped at my hips. He pulled me closer. My heart started to speed up in my chest.

His kissing became more urgent, and his fingers lingered at the edge of my shirt. I sensed his hesitation, and helped the situation by taking my shirt off completely. He stepped back then, and ogled at me for a split second. I didn't even feel uncomfortable. His shirt was on the floor a second later. He pushed me against the wall and put a hand on each side of my face. I ran my hands down his sculpted chest.

If it wasn't for a quiet giggle from the top of the stairway, there was no telling where Laurent and I would end up.

Laurent turned sharply and glared at Carmen and Eleazar, who were watching with an entertained look on their faces. Their irritation from earlier had completely evaporated.

“That was hot!” exclaimed Carmen, clapping her hands.

I blushed a deep scarlet, and reached for my shirt that was so carelessly thrown on the ground. I put it on as quickly as I could.

“You guys are... are,” seethed Laurent.

“Shouldn't you be going?” I asked, a little breathless. “You don't want to miss your flight.” I needed to distract him. Ripping Carmen to shreds wouldn't do anybody any good at all.

Laurent gave me a quick peck on the lips. “I love you,” he whispered.

“I love you, too,” I replied.

He was gone a second later.

“Bravo!” exclaimed Eleazar. “That was wonderful!”

I hid my face in my hands.

“Don't be like that, Bella,” laughed Carmen. “We're just teasing.”

“Sorry. I just can't seem to help but blush when people spy on my personal life,” I muttered.

Carmen descended the stairs gracefully. “Oh, we weren't spying. We were just observing,” she said.

“Oh yes, because that is so much better.”

She took one of my hands.

“Bella, you mustn't be so silly,” chuckled Eleazar, taking my other hand.

My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I ripped my hands from theirs immediately. “Hello?” I answered quickly.

“Are they being gross?” asked Laurent.

“Only a little bit,” I said, grinning slightly.

“Tell Eleazar I'm going to murder him when I get back.”

“Eleazar, Laurent is going to murder you when he gets back,” I repeated.

“Fair enough,” Eleazar replied. “I can't say I blame him.”

“I just wanted to check in,” sighed Laurent. He'd been gone only two minutes at the very most.

“I'm still here,” I said wryly.

“Can you call your wolves at some point? I really would like to return in one piece.”

“Will do,” I replied.

“I love you,” he said.

“Love you.” As soon as I closed the phone, I felt a slight emptiness in my stomach. I told myself to ignore it. I knew it'd go away if I didn't focus on it.

“Now!” exclaimed Carmen. “How about a nice hike to get your mind off things?”

I sighed. It was going to be a long week.