Bella and Edward's story after Eclipse. A new chapter in their relationship, Bella's change, a new treaty with the wolves. A conflict in the Volturi coven will make them choose a side. Canon. Not OOC "Bella" he called.I turned to glare at him. "What do you want Edward?He was in front of me in a flash. His eyes were on fire, they smoldered. One of his hands pressed on the small of my back and the other tangled in my hair. "You". His voice was low and husky. "All of you. Every part. Right now".
This is my first story. It's sort of how I expected Breaking Dawn to be. I hope you enjoy it.
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"There is magic in the memory of schoolboy friendships; it softens the heart, and even affects the nervous system of those who have no heart."
- Benjamin Disraeli -
I stood as still as a rock facing the front door. My whole family gathered around me trying to comfort me.
"It will be alright love, please don't be anxious," Edward said, placing his hands gently on my shoulders.
I heard the engine of the bike cut offand the sound of fast approaching foot steps. My mouth filled with venom as I heard the soft sloshing of a pounding heart. I tensed and swallowedhard, pushing the venom down, searing my throat. A sudden feeling of calmness spread over me. I looked at Jasper and he smiled.
"Thank you" I whispered. Normally, I objected when he used his powers on me, but I felt very grateful for them now. I needed all the help I could get.
Carlisle moved to open the door. A beam of sunlight peered through the gap, and reflected off our skin, sending a million tiny sparkles that bounced back in Jacob's face. There he was, my best friend. Those words resonated true and unwavering within my mind - ‘my best friend.' Because no matter how long we are apart, no matter the distance or our disagreements, whenever I look into those eyes I know in the very core of my existence that I am welcomed. I am home. Even if my body has changed to an inhuman form, my feelings are the same; I will always be his friend, and he will forever be the boy with the bikes - the one who rescued me from myself, my friend, my Jacob.
We both stood there in silence, studying each other. His eyes, partially covered by his dark hair, looked guarded, but not scared. He seemed to have aged somehow, but not in the normal sense of the word. He didn't look old, but his features emanated a sense of wisdom and knowledge characteristic of a very old man. He reminded me of Billy, when he told us the tribe legends so long ago.
"Bella?" he spoke wearily.
He was still standing a few feet away, and as elated as I was to see him, I still didn't want to move any closer.
"Hello, Jacob." I tried to sound calm and reassure him, but my voice broke when I spoke his name.
He smiled back like the rising sun, and although I couldn't cry a lump rose in my throat.
"Wow, Bells. You're a freak show," he murmured, trying to lighten the mood of the moment. Edward hissed at him.
That was my Jacob through and through. He always knew the wrong thing to say at just the right time; I couldn't help the smile that crept across my face.
"No, its ok," I patted Edward's hand reassuringly before returning my gaze to Jake. "It's the eyes, right?"
"Among other things..." He took a step closer causing me to reflexively back up into Edward.
"Oh, for crying out loud! If you were going to go all newborn crazy on me, you would've done it already. Come on Bells, show me your fangs," he said, obviously annoyed by my reaction.
I couldn't believe he wasn't taking this seriously. "That's not funny Jake! Could you try and not be such a jerk?"
"You say that like you actually believe it's plausible," he chuckled in response.
"It's fine Bella. We're here," Edward reassured me. "You won't hurt him."
"Hold on to me," I pleaded, still unwilling to trust myself.
"Oh, please!" Jacob said rolling his eyes, and closed the distance between us in two long strides he scooped me up in a hug.
A very strong woodsy smell hit me like a wrecking ball. His skin was so hot! It was like standing close to a fire.
"There, now. Was that so terrible?" he said setting me down.
"Um, no," I hesitated, wrinkling my nose.
"What?" Jacob asked. He looked confused.
"No, it's just that....wow Jake you reek!" I replied hastily, embarrassed.
All of a sudden everyone was laughing, including Jacob. Oh, that felt so nice, seeing him laugh like this; I hadn't seen that in a long time.
"Look who's talking," he said giving me a little wink. "At least I don't glitter like a Christmas ornament."
"Oh Jake, I'm so happy to see you. I've missed you!" I really hoped he could hear the truth in my words.
He smiled. "Yeah well, I understand, I am kind of unforgettable."
Edward rolled his eyes, but the smile didn't disappear from his face. When he looked at Jacob it was not with the usual dislike I was used to seeing, but with a brotherly kindness. It was amazing, I couldn't stop looking at their reactions to each other - they seemed so comfortable now.
"Bella," Edward said. "Why don't you and Jacob go out for a walk? I know you have a lot of catching up to do," he added. It was his way of letting me know he was approving of the idea.
Out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw Jacob tense up a bit, or maybe I just imagined it. Perhaps he was worried about being alone with a newborn.
"Um...well," I said unsure, looking back at Jacob. I didn't want him to feel obligated to spend time with me.
"I think that would be great. What do you say Bells? Feel up for a walk or are you still coordinately challenged?"
I smiled. "Ha, ha funny. Come on, maybe we'll find a stick and play fetch."
Emmett snorted in response to my comment.
"Ouch!" Jake said mockingly. "That one hurt!"
"Let's go," I said rolling my eyes as I turned to Edward.
He game me a little kiss on my forehead. "Have fun, I'll be waiting for you.. I'm leaving you in good hands." He turned to Jacob. "Thanks again, Jacob. I owe you my whole existence."
Jacob didn't respond, but he did roll his eyes, and for once Edward didn't look annoyed with Jake's lack of manners - he just laughed, apparently amused by Jake's thoughts.
With that, I took Jacob's hand and headed out the front door.
We didn't go far. We crossed the river and walked a few miles north. It wasn't the beach, but being beside the water as I talked to Jacob gave me a sense of peace. We didn't speak as we walked, but the silence between us wasn't uncomfortable.
I glanced over at Jacob curiously. "What was that about? I mean, before, when we were leaving. What were you thinking that made Edward laugh?"
"Nothing. It's just that your leech has gone all soft and mushy... I sort of miss his Count Darko days."
My laughter startled a bird from its perch high above in a tree. It felt like before, when our relationship was as easy as breathing - natural, without any complications. I sat down on a huge boulder by the water's edge and patted the space next to me, encouraging him to sit.
I had so many questions to ask him, so many things I wanted to say, but since none of them would be easy to put into words, I decided to go for the most obvious one first.
"How are you Jacob, really? I heard about your dad. I'm so sorry." His eyes tightened, but he looked under control. His gaze never left mine as he took a deep breath and answered.
"I miss him. I think about him everyday. I wish he was here to talk to me and tell me that I made the right choice. That he's proud of me for standing up to Sam... You know, I sort of feel his approval; he always did tell me that one day I would have to make that choice. I just never really believed him." He looked down, and seemed to be concentrating very hard on the ground.
"Oh Jake," I couldn't help putting my arm around his shoulder. Goose bumps rose on his arms, but he didn't flinch away from my touch. "I'm so sorry. I feel terrible for all you've gone through. It's all my fault and I know I'll never be able to repay you." Will I ever stop hurting him?
His snort took me off guard. "You think this is only about you? Please Bella. Sam and I would've eventually butted heads one way or the other. This only made it faster."
"Jake...I'm so grateful for all you've done. I just can't even begin to express it. I don't know how -" I broke off; I couldn't find words strong enough for my gratitude.
"You know how you can repay me?" he said with intensity. "By being happy, Bells. I know I made a lot of mistakes, and I know I hurt you."
"Jake, don't," I interrupted, but he pressed his fingers to my lips and didn't let me finish.
"No, Bella. It's true, I did hurt you too. But you have to understand that all I ever wanted was for you to be happy - I just didn't understand how you could feel that way about him. I thought that I would lose you forever, and that fear made me irrational and stupid. But I understand now." He gave my arm a little squeeze.
"Yeah, I heard about that. How's that working for you?" I took the opportunity to change the direction our conversation was taking. I knew I wouldn't be able to convince him that he had it backwards.
He chuckled loudly and his entire face lit up. "It's going great, Doctor Phil. Her name is Lizzie, and she's amazing," he said full of adulation.
I was thrilled for him - Jake deserved to be happy. "How'd you meet her?" I asked.
"Down in Tacoma - I was just walking around aimlessly through the park, feeling sorry for myself and moping. I had run all day, and I was tired and hungry. I phased back and stole some clothes that hung from a line in someone's backyard. I looked terrible. I walked through the park looking at all the people eating and playing, thinking of how I could steal some of their food without them noticing. I decided to wait for some of them to go play something and leave their tables unattended. As I waited, I slumped down by a tree, and as I was looking through the crowd...well, that's when I saw her." His face transformed as he relived the memory, his eyes glazing like he was far away.
"Her eyes...so green, so beautiful..." He paused and looked at me, suddenly realizing I was still there. I smiled encouragingly.
"Well, I knew I was a goner. I smiled like an idiot, and surprisingly enough, she smiled back. She came over to sit with me - she didn't even look afraid of me! And trust me, after months of running around as a wolf, not showering, eating raw meat... I made a Yeti look like a stud. She brought me food, and we ended up talking all afternoon. She's really smart and funny. Turns out she lives in Portland with her brother and his wife. Her brother's a mechanic, so she knows her way around an engine. Her parents got divorced when she was 12. Her mom died a year later and no one knows where her dad is. Scum bag," he muttered.
My eyes were wide with curiosity. "How did she take it? When you told her that you're a werewolf? And about...imprinting." I knew how she must've felt, being thrown head first into a world full of mythological creatures. It's not for the faint of heart; Lizzie must have a backbone. I liked her already.
"That part sort of happened by accident, really. I was hanging around outside the house in Tacoma where she was staying with her cousin. I guess some people would call it stalking, but I didn't mean anything bad by it - I just needed to be close to her, to know that she was ok," he said defensively, like he was trying to excuse some unpardonable behavior.
I laughed. "Believe me, I know what you mean." Someone else I knew had taken to similar activities when we'd begun dating.
"Anyway, I had phased into my wolf form and was curled up under a tree. Their backyard was circled by forest, so I had no worries about being discovered. I guess I was distracted, and I heard a noise and went to look. She was standing right there, her fingers interlaced in the chain link fence that separated us. Our eyes met, and for a second I thought she was going to scream. But after a few moments, she whispered my name. I can't tell you how surprised I was that she could recognize me!" he exclaimed, the disbelief still evident on his face.
"Sounds like Lizzie is a very special girl," I murmured. I could see it all happening in my mind - the love, seeping through the wolf's eyes, the understanding coming from the young girl, and finally the acceptance of each other. Magic resides everywhere, especially in our hearts.
"She is," he said simply, grinning happily.
Suddenly his stomach made a very angry sound, reminding me that although I had no need for human food, my best friend still needed to eat. The sun was starting to set. Wow - I didn't even notice how long we'd been talking. It felt like mere minutes. I took his rumbling stomach as my cue and we started heading back, talking all the way, holding hands like we used to.
As soon as we walked through the door I knew something was wrong. Everyone was standing still, stress evident in their expressions. I ran to Edward and hugged him, leaving Jacob by the door looking very confused.
"What's wrong?" I whispered into his chest.
"The Volturi," he answered in a hiss, and as I took in the two simple words, a huge weight landed in my stomach.