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An Ocean Away

Twins Ansel and Allegra live very different lives. Ansel lives in Forks, eagerly anticipating the day he will become a werewolf. Allegra lives in Volterra, loving the life of a Volturi guard member. The problem is, they have no idea they're related. Part four in the Twist of Fate series.

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11. Ansel: Bear

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Meanwhile, a mile away...

I was haunted by the memory. What Athena told me, it was just infuriating.

Carlisle flew down the road with one hand on the road, and another hand on Athena's wrist. He could hear her heartbeat fine, but I was happy he had it there anyway. He didn't say a word. Athena's shallow breathing and weak heartbeat were the only noises in the car. I pulled her closer. I couldn't stop remembering.

Why did you hate me so much?” I asked, chuckling. It was hilarious to think that just hours ago we were uncivil to each other. I knew now that I wanted to spend as much time as I could around her. I would spend my entire life with her, even... I just knew I was going to have her forever.

She fell quiet, and I knew something was wrong. She had been chatting up a storm just moments before. My heart fell, and I pulled her close to me.

You were kind of a man floozy,” she murmured.

I frowned. “Well...”

Back in California, where I lived before I moved here, I had a very serious boyfriend.” She laughed bitterly. “I even thought we were going to get married. Just when I thought things couldn't get any better, rumors started going around. Apparently, I wasn't the only one he was seeing.”

She bit her lip, and I kissed her forehead. She was hurting, and I would have done anything to make it better.

I didn't believe it at all. He was so nice, so honest when it was just the two of us. When I brought it up, I didn't mean it to sound accusing. I just thought I'd tell him how silly I thought the whole thing was... he didn't think that's what I mean, though.”

She stopped talking and a tear ran down her cheek. If there was one thing I never expected to see, it was Athena crying. She was so tough. It was disconcerting, and also very infuriating. Whatever her old boyfriend did, I knew I could hunt him down and kill him. He made my Athena cry.

When she spoke, it was barely a whisper. “When I left his house that night, it was in an ambulance. He broke some of my ribs, and crushed my arm completely. I had a black eye, and-” She stopped, and buried her face in her hands.

My entire body shook. The absolute fury I felt was incomprehensible, and I couldn't control myself. Right there, with Athena in my arms, I burst into a giant wolf...

I was jolted out of my memory when Athena gasped into consciousness.

“Ansel?” she breathed.

My heart flew into overdrive. “Athena, I am so sorry.”

She had fainted again, though, and didn't hear me respond. I swallowed the lump in my throat, and squeezed her limp hand.

“We're here,” murmured Carlisle.

A very long time ago, Carlisle worked at the hospital in Forks. He had to leave, though, when people became suspicious of his age. He then would commute to Seattle everyday, which didn't take very long considering he drove at the speed of light. That's why I wasn't at all surprised when he knew exactly where to go once we were inside. He didn't even wait for a resident doctor. He just took Athena from my arms, and set her on the nearest gurney.

“Excuse me, sir? Don't touch that,” said one of the nurses, tapping him on the shoulder. She didn't see Athena, or Carlisle's face.

When he turned around, she gasped. “Right this way,” she said, her eyes lingering on Athena's exposed torso, which was exposed and caked with blood.

Just a few seconds later, Athena was surrounded by doctors and nurses. I kept a hand on her at all times, though. I felt like I had to be touching her at all times. It felt like almost as soon as I saw her earlier that day, I had the overwhelming urge to protect her.

“What happened?” asked one of the nurses. She had a clipboard in her hand, and was tapping her foot impatiently.

I couldn't think of anything to say. I knew that telling her that I morphed into a wolf and accidentally clawed Athena wouldn't go over well...

“He and Athena were out on a late night picnic. A bear came out of the woods, attacked Athena, but left the boy alone,” said Carlisle. He said it so matter-of-factly, I couldn't help but believe him, even though it sounded totally ridiculous.

“Well, it is bear season,” said the nurse, nodding. She shoved a stack of papers into his hands, and then strode away.

The wheeled Athena down so many halls, I couldn't even think straight by the time they told me I wasn't allowed to follow anymore. The only thing that kept me from going along anyway was Carlisle's restraining hand on my shoulder.

“Perhaps you should call Athena's parents and tell them what happened,” he suggested.

I nodded, but kept my eyes on the doors that they had taken Athena through. I didn't actually understand what he was saying until he pressed his cell phone into my hand.

I remembered that Athena had given me her address and phone number on a piece of paper earlier that day, and that the paper was in my pocket. I dialed the number, and held my breath while it rang.

“Hello?” It was a man with a very deep voice. I assumed that it would be safest to call him Mr. Reynolds.

“Hello, Mr. Reynolds. I'm Ansel Black, the one your daughter had a date with tonight...” I paused. I didn't know how to say what came next.

“And?” he asked. He sounded worried.

“I took her on a night picnic, a bear came... you need to get to the hospital as soon as you possibly can,” I said quickly.

He didn't even reply. The line went dead.

It was then, standing there with the phone in my hand, and not Athena in my hand, that I really started to panic.

“Oh my God, Carlisle. Will she be okay?” I asked quickly. I sank into one of the chairs in the small waiting area, and put my head in my hands. “I'm never going to forgive myself. This is all my fault,” I groaned.

He sat in the chair next to mine. “Just based on what I observed in the car, her wounds are not fatal. She's just banged up. She's lost quite a bit of blood... but we got her here in time,” he explained.

I sighed. “When can I see her? I mean, is five minutes enough? I'm pretty sure that's enough,” I said, jumping out of the chair. I started pacing in front of the door. I was incredibly nervous... and not to mention guilty. It was all my fault!

A few minutes later, a tall man in his early forties strode into the room. “Are you Ansel?” he asked, his voice booming.

“Yes, sir,” I said, extending my hand. He looked very, very intimidating.

He grasped my hand and shook it firmly. “I cannot thank you enough for getting her here as soon as you did,” he said.

“Oh, of course,” I said quickly.

“I need to see my Athena.” He looked around for a second. “Nurse!” he called. His deep voice echoed in the hallway.

Instantly, a nurse came bustling into the room. “Yes?” she asked, looking distracted, busy, and tired.

“I need to see my daughter. Her name is Athena Reynolds. This young man brought her in,” he said, gesturing to me. He seemed very calm, despite the fact that his daughter had been “mauled by a bear.” He was much more calm than I was. I was all but tearing my hair out.

“I'm sorry, sir. You cannot see her right now,” said the nurse.

He smiled. “No, no, no. I don't think you understand. I need to see my daughter now.” He sure knew how to use his intimidating stature to his benefit, too.

The nurse sighed a huge sigh, and then motioned for us to follow. Carlisle told me he'd wait there. The nurse pushed through the doors, and after maneuvering through a whole new set of hallways, pulled us into a rather large hospital room.

Mr. Reynolds frowned as soon as he entered the room. He picked up Athena's hand and kissed it. “Thena, honey,” he whispered.

I saw her eyelids flutter. “Dad?” she whispered. She was covered entirely by her blanket. I knew that her entire stomach was riddled with long gashes.

The relief on his face was tangible. “Oh, thank God,” he breathed. “That bear... that damn bear got you,” he said, smiling sadly.

“Bear?” she asked weakly.

He nodded. “I have to go find that snotty nurse, okay? I'll be back in a minute,” he said. He kissed her forehead, and then left the room.

“Ansel, a bear?” she asked.

I stepped forward quickly and gathered her hands in mine. I was just so, so happy that I hadn't... I couldn't even think it.

“It wasn't a bear,” she said, her voice gaining strength.

“Athena, please. Don't get all worked up,” I said, pressing my lips to her hands.

She ignored me. “It wasn't a bear at all... it was you.”