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An Ocean Away

Summary:
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.


Notes:
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20. Ansel: Camping

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An hour later, at Athena's house...

About ten minutes after Allegra and I described what was happening to us in Italy, Allegra told us she had to go home and talk to Demetri. She told me to say, though, because she knew I wanted to.

“So what is all this competing stuff about?” asked Athena about an hour after Allegra left.

“Well, it's werewolves against vampires. My mom and my Uncle Emmett have been best friends since my mom was five-years-old. Rosalie, his wife, is almost never around. It really is like he's more of an uncle than a husband, actually,” I admitted.

“Athena, I know you're probably having ten kinds of fun up there, but it's time for Ansel to go home,” called her dad.

She frowned. “Sorry.”

I smiled. “Don't worry. Keep your window open.” I leaned in close enough so my lips were at her ear. “I'll be back when your dad is asleep.”

I kissed her on the cheek and left the room before she could say anything else.

While I waited, I decided to run as a werewolf for a bit. The feeling of running around, completely free of any of my problems, was priceless. It was the best sensation in the world, and I wouldn't trade it for anything. The speed, the exhilaration, it was all great.

After only a minute of running, I heard another voice in my head.

Hi, Dad, I greeted.

Hey, Ansel. Axelle and Emmett are off doing something together, like always, he replied. So I thought I'd run a bit. What are you doing?

Waiting to sneak through Athena's window. There were no secrets when the person you were talking to knew everything you were thinking.

What is it with this family? We are always sneaking into windows... it's almost ridiculous. Countless examples flowed from his mind to mine, and he was right... we were kind of creepy.

So when are we leaving?

Carlisle says we should leave as soon as possible... hopefully tomorrow, actually.

Athena is coming. I couldn't stop myself, and I knew he wouldn't approve.

She can't, Ansel. That would be a huge risk.

I ran faster. I am not leaving her here, dad.

You're being stupid.

No, I'm being selfish. I don't want to leave her here because then I will not see her for days, dad. She wants to come, too. She will be my responsibility, and I think you know how protective I am of her. What if someone told you that you had to leave mom home?

There was a pause as he thought about not being with my mom for a few days. Fine, Ansel, but she is your responsibility and no one else's.

I phased back after passing Athena's house and checking that the rest of her family was still asleep. I made sure the tree by her window was sturdy and then quickly climbed my way to the top. It was almost effortless, really. The gap from the tree to her window was only a few feet, so getting in would be a snap. I launched into her room and landed silently on my feet.

When I looked at the bed, Athena was gaping at me.

“Are you crazy?” she whispered. “You could have killed yourself out there!”

I laughed. “Nobody dies from falling two stories,” I scoffed.

I sat on her bed, and she reached out to grab my hand. She pulled me towards her. I put my arm around her, and the two of us relaxed there, looking at each other.

“So you can come to Italy,” I murmured. “And we're leaving tomorrow... so you have to tell your dad you're leaving.”

She smiled. “Great.” I could tell she was exhausted, even after staying in bed all day.

I put my hand on her face. “I think you should go to sleep,” I suggested.

She shook her head. “No way.”

She always had her spirit, even when she was exceptionally tired.

“And why not?”

“Because... because then you'll leave,” she breathed.

I grinned. “I won't leave until very early in the morning, just so your dad doesn't find out.”

She smiled. “Okay.”

It seemed like only seconds later that she was asleep. I wasn't the least bit tired. It didn't matter that I hadn't slept in what seemed like forever. I was content to lie there, my arm wound safely around her waist, and my eyes trained on her face. She whispered little unintelligible words every once in awhile, and sighed often, but never woke up. I didn't move until five in the morning. It didn't feel like hours had passed, not at all. But I knew I had to get up and leave... her dad would be awake soon.

I wasn't away long, though. After going home, showering, and then eating, it was time for me to pick her up anyway.

The door flung open as soon as I pulled into the driveway. Athena was there with an overnight bag slung over her shoulder and Natalia in her arms. She gave Natalia a quick kiss on the nose, set her down, and then almost ran to the car. I waved at Natalia and she beamed at me before she closed the door.

She flung the bag in the backseat and then hopped in.

“We are driving straight to Seattle right now,” I said, backing out of the driveway. “What did you tell your dad?”

She laughed. “We are going camping with your family until Sunday!” she exclaimed.

“Great! Did you tell him this camping was going to be an ocean away?”

She bit her lip and tried not to smile. “Not exactly.”

“Fair enough.” I was going to continue the conversation, but my phone rang.

“Hello?” I answered.

“Yeah, Ansel? It's coach.” His voice sounded strange when is wasn't barking orders.

“Oh, hey...” I didn't exactly know what to say.

“Ansel, this is a hard thing for me to do. You know you're our best player, but you just haven't been showing up lately. It's like you've disappeared. I'm afraid... I'm afraid I have to remove you from the team.” He sounded much more broken up about it than I was.

“That's too bad,” I said, trying my best to sound sad. There was a time when being kicked off the team would mean my world would come crashing down at my feet. Sports used to be my life... before Athena.

“Yeah, just thought you ought to know, sport. It was great having you.” He hung up on me.

“I'm kicked off the team,” I sighed, tossing my phone in the cup holder.

“Oh my God, I'm sorry!” she exclaimed.

I grinned. “It's not big deal... it was taking up most of my life anyway.”

On the way to Seattle, Athena told me more about her mom. Apparently she was an author who wrote about virtually every exotic place on the planet. She flew all around the world, doing new and exciting things. She was hardly ever home, and sometimes didn't call for days. It sounded like it would be horrible, not talking to your mother for days, but Athena shrugged it off. She had grown up that way, and it didn't seem strange to her at all.

When we got to the Seattle airport, we met the rest of the family inside. We looked like a massive group of very pale supermodels, with the exception of my dad and my grandpa. Edward and Alice flew in from Denali, so all of us were ready to go.

By the time we were seated, Emmett could hardly contain his excitement. We sat in a row of five. Athena sat on the end, I sat next to her, Emmett sat next to me, Axelle sat next to him, and Jack sat next to her.

“We're going to kick ass,” said Emmett as quietly as he could manage... which wasn't very quiet at all.

Athena laughed, which made him want to be more ridiculous.

After take-off though, I was out like a light. After staying up for more than twenty-four hours, I was ready for a nice nap. I would be rested and ready for the battle to come.