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LOST 2

Summary:
I'M BACK AFTER A LONG DELAY! THIS IS THE SEQUEL TO LOST. THESE ARE MY AWARDS FOR LOST:#1 MOST FAVORITE STORY AND HAS BEEN SINCE OCTOBER 2007! #3 MOST READ #7 MOST REVIEWED Summary: Simmons is introduced to a certain female vampire that we all know. He has been a player, but what happens when he meets her? ~~~~~~LAST CHAPTER AND EPILOGUE~~~~~~~ Chapter 15:MAGNIFICENTChapter 16:(EPILOGUE) HEADLINE


Notes:
Wow! This sequel has been a long time in coming. I want to thank everyone for keeping this story alive. I have loved reading every single one of your reviews! I have had everything from awesome people translating LOST into other languages, to yucky people plagiarizing my story and calling it theirs. No kidding! I started this just a few months after LOST, but I didn't think anyone would want to read it. It was just for me. But, I kept writing and many asked for a sequel, so . . . . . . . . If you hate it, I will understand. 3 REASONS YOU SHOULD NOT READ THIS STORY: 1. SIMMONS IS THE MAIN CHARACTER, EDWARD AND BELLA ARE ALL THE WAY THROUGH IT, BUT IT IS IN SIMMONS POV. 2. IT HAS BEEN LIKE A YEAR AND A HALF SINCE MANY OF YOU HAVE READ LOST. FOR SOME IT WAS JUST YESTERDAY, BUT FOR THE ORIGINAL READERS, YOU MAY NOT EVEN CARE ANYMORE! 3. I CAN'T THINK OF ANOTHER REASON. SO I GUESS THERE ARE JUST TWO. Lost is long, and I would never make you read it again. To help the original readers, I have given you a quick summary: Bella and Michael Simmons worked for a NYC firm called Berkshire-Hathaway. Bella was heartless and vowed to take down C-Corp Edward was C-Corp (yikes!) Bella had started to date a hot guy named Thomas Vaughn Bella ended up breaking Vaughn's heart Bella gave Edward back his company - after she put Edward through a lot Bella left to be with Edward after she quit the Firm Bella and Edward got married (yay!) E & B set Vaughn up with his first love from High School - Kristin Roberts Alice is very mad that she was not Bella's bridesmaid - it was Simmons Lola is the boutique owner who helped Bella pick out her dresses Rosalie wants Bella's awesomely expensive shoes - - - - - - - Simmons is a player, but he is also sweet and intelligent He is a 6'2 surfer boy from California He is very hotly handsome *Lucky for you this story is about 20,000 words shorter than LOST *THIS STORY IS ALREADY DONE. I WILL UPDATE EVERYDAY!


10. CONSEQUENCES

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Chapter 11 - CONSEQUENCES

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I woke up to see a man with very pale skin standing over me. I cringed, and then for some reason, I had no instinct to be frightened of him. He shined a light into my pupils and then stepped back and smiled.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Carlisle Cullen."

His voice was gentle, but I was trying to determine what to make of him. He was definitely a vampire. That much was obvious, but I knew that I was safe with him.

I went to lift my hand to greet him, but I couldn't move my arm. I looked down and was surprised to see that my arm was in a cast from my wrist to my shoulder. I saw that my other arm was also wrapped and bandaged. I tried to rise up in the bed only to find that my chest was wrapped tightly and the pain of moving sent deep, jagged spasms of pain racing through me.

The doctor gently pushed me back down on the bed and adjusted something on my I.V. tube.

"You are a lucky man, Mr. Simmons."

I raised an eyebrow and was pleased to find there was not much pain involved in that.

"You call this lucky?" I croaked out the words, and felt another jolt of pain, this one coming from my jaw.

My head was pounding. I brought my bandaged arm up to my forehead and felt another thick layer of bandages there as well. In fact, the farther I came out of unconsciousness, the more I realized that just about every part of my body was bandaged and in pain.

His face became serious. "You will heal from these injuries, it could have been much worse."

I looked around my surroundings and saw that I was not in a hospital, but in a bedroom. I was hooked up in various ways to machines that beeped and lit up, but I was definitely not in a hospital.

"Where am I?" I whispered hoarsely. I was trying to speak without actually moving my mouth.

He took a deep breath and said, "You are at a house on the outskirts of Moscow. You were at a hospital before you came here."

He checked the numbers on the machines by my bed and began writing on a clipboard. He looked up at me and smiled. "You couldn't leave the hospital until it was determined that you were stable from your internal injuries, and that you did not have a skull fracture."

"How long have I been here?" I whispered.

"We brought you here three days ago."

"We?"

"Ah, that reminds me, I was supposed to inform them as soon as you awoke." He moved swiftly to the door and closed it behind him and a moment later it opened again. Bella and Edward walked into the room. Bella looked worried until she saw me make eye contact with her and then her look turned ferocious.

"It's a good thing you're alive, Simmons, because I want to kill you myself."

I wanted to defend my actions, but all I could manage was a very dramatic eye roll.

"Don't you roll your eyes at me! Do you have any idea how stupid you are?"

I think I had a small grasp on how stupid I was. "Bella, I . . . .." I tried to talk, but my jaw was killing me.

"You promised me you would keep our secret, my secret. How could you do this?"

She was right. I had promised her that. I actually never saw my act as a betrayal. I just saw it as a means to an end. To get Tanya back.

"S. . .sorry," I pushed out.

"You truly have no idea how dangerous all of this was, do you?"

I opened my mouth to try and speak, but before I had a chance to say anything, she was at me again.

"You could be dead, right now. Dead in some alley, like a street bum. Did you even stop to think what that would do to the people who care about you?"

She wasn't done.

"I don't understand. Why did you do this? Why would you tell the police about Nikolai? I told you we would take care of it. Why did you stir this all back up again?"

This was reminding me of the first time I had a confrontation with Bella back when we first started working together. She ripped me pretty hard that day. That time, I didn't deserve it. But this time, I deserved everything she was throwing at me. This had seemed like such a good idea at the time.

Edward, who had been surprisingly silent, turned to Bella and said, "He was trying to make Tanya so angry that she would come to Moscow and see him again, just like when she came to warn Zachary Conner. He was trying to flush her out with all the publicity."

Bella's face flashed on mine. "You were doing this for Tanya? Are you nuts?" She yelled.

Yes Bella, I wanted to say. I think I did go a little nuts.

Edward turned his back to me and muttered something that only Bella could hear. When he was finished, her shoulders fell and her face changed. Instead of just rage on her face, there was rage mixed with a touch of sympathy. She came and stood by the bed and said begrudgingly, "Are you really in a lot of pain?"

I closed my eyes and nodded my head.

"Good," she said quietly, but forcefully. She shook her head as she looked me up and down.

"You look terrible," She said with a grimace.

I tried to laugh, but it hurt like crazy. I concentrated on taking short shallow breaths. It was so good to see her, even if she was mad enough to kill me. She exhaled with a frustrated sigh.

"This is partly our fault," she said angrily.

"Why?" I managed to whisper.

"We thought we had resolved the situation here, " She surveyed my broken body then looked in my eyes again. "We couldn't have been more wrong."

"Not your fault," I managed to say.

"Well, it's not our fault that you're an idiot, but we do carry some of the responsibility for the family of Nikolai. We thought they were finally at peace about the situation."

There were many questions I had regarding Nikolai and his family, and I wanted all the answers. But, there was another question much more important.

"Where's Tanya," I breathed.

Bella looked at me with confusion, and Edward stepped forward and answered for her. "I'm sorry, we don't know that. We haven't seen or spoken to her in almost a year."

My breath exhaled painfully. That couldn't be right. She had saved me. I had heard her voice. She was there, I knew she was there.

Edward shook his head slowly. "Tanya was never there that night, Michael."

I opened my mouth to protest, but Edward shook his head again.

"Michael, we saved you that night, not Tanya."

I closed my eyes and felt it again. That ripping pain that far surpassed any of the pain of my injuries. I wondered if that vampire doctor had any medication to stop me from feeling this.

Bella came and sat on the edge of the bed and gently took a hold of my hand. The cold felt good on my bruised fingers. Besides being stubborn, I now learned something else about Tanya. She was very good at keeping her word. She told me she wouldn't let me any nearer to her life, and apparently, she meant it.

"Thank you," I said hoarsely. "For saving me."

Bella didn't answer; she just smiled weakly.

"Who . . . ." I had to stop and take another shallow breath. "Who tried to kill me?"

Bella sighed hard and turned to look at Edward. He nodded slightly and stepped to the edge of the bed.

"I do feel I that I made one error where you are concerned, Michael." Edward said quietly.

"When Bella told me that you had learned the truth about us, I should have come straight over to your room and pressed upon you with absolute clarity what was really at stake here. I thought giving you as little information as possible would be a safety to you." He sighed heavily. "That was my mistake."

"But, I am a fast learner, Michael. Now that you've been attacked by a vampire, there doesn't seem to be a reason to shield you from the harsh realities of my world."

I felt that he was about to give me answers. I couldn't imagine anything I needed more right now than that. I would take any truths he would give me.

"Tell me everything," I breathed.

His eyes narrowed for a moment. "Shortly, it may not matter one way or another what secrets I ask you to keep, but I am asking for there to be trust between us on this, you cannot say anything to anyone, have you learned your lesson on this point, Michael?"

I didn't understand what he meant when he said that it may not matter one way or another, but I wanted to make sure he told me everything. I let go of Bella's hand and raised my arm. I took another shallow breath and whispered, "I swear."

He took a large breath, and began.

"Russia, has been here in one form or another for many centuries, and until just the last several decades, has mostly been ruled by royalty of some sort. Some of Russia's rulers have been despots, jealous of their power, and only interested in being control, such was the case with Alexei Grinkov.

A few centuries ago, he was a member of the ruling family. Even as a human, he was power hungry and full of contempt for the peasants he professed to love. His darker traits only worsened when on a hunting trip, he became separated from his party and was attacked by a very thirsty vampire.

For whatever reason, the vampire did drink from him, but did not completely kill him. When he was fully changed and able to understand the strength and power he now possessed, he believed that this was his destiny. That this was a gift to him from the Gods. He also wasn't able to let go of the idea that he was still royalty.

He appointed himself leader of the Russian sector of vampires and battled anyone who challenged him. He had been taught all forms of fighting, from fencing to hand to hand combat since the days of his youth, and he could not be beaten. His following became larger and larger until he truly was undefeatable. He gave himself the title "Tsar Schlyvokk," meaning, "Royal Vampire".

"Is this," I tried to say, "The same Alexei that . . . . ."

Edward nodded. "Yes, this is the same Alexei that you saw in New York.

Edward continued. "Alexei wanted to have more and more territory under his control, but the Volturi found out about him. They attacked, and within a few days killed almost half of his counsel. It scared him enough that he backed down. The Volturi planned on killing him as well, but soon learned that keeping him in power in Russia was to their advantage. He kept the smaller warring covens in control and brought stability to this very large region. They formed an alliance, with the understanding that he would not try to gain any more land or power than he already had. He was also ordered to keep this region under control. It is an arrangement that has worked well, until now."

"Who are the Volturi?" I breathed.

Bella stepped forward angrily. "They are the ones I warned you about. They are the ones who would kill you for knowing their secret, or for telling anyone else." She leaned in closer to my face. "Do you remember now? Perhaps you have forgotten since you did the exact opposite of what I told you to do."

Ah, that was the Volturi. The vampire CIA. It probably wasn't the best idea to anger them.

My mind was preoccupied though, what was Tanya doing with Alexei? Why would she be with such a power hungry, ruthless vampire?

Edward continued.

"Things have gone relatively well for centuries. For the most part, there has been peace. The reason for that is because Alexei has ruled with an iron fist. His most hard and fast rule has always been secrecy. He has not allowed any human contact into the vampire world, and if he has ever even suspected that a human was aware of our secret, they were instantly killed, along with the vampire that allowed the breach."

Edward paused and sighed for a moment. "That brings us to Nikolai."

I licked my parched lips as he stopped for a moment to gather his thoughts before continuing. He walked over and stood beside Bella. He put his hand in hers, then he went on.

"From what we were told, Nikolai, was on the University campus one night and saw Olivia. He told his family that he wanted to meet her. They laughed and told him he was crazy. They said she would be dead within the hour. They took bets on how long she would live."

Edward sighed hard and continued.

"His family now sees the error of their ways, but at the time, they joked with him and did not see the real danger. The problem was that Nikolai had lived for centuries on nothing but human blood. He had never even tried to reign in his thirst. But now, he had fallen in love with a human. Deeply in love.

They did begin dating. The family was amazed that he was able to keep seeing her. First a week, then two weeks, and after a month they were shocked to see that she was still alive.

Nikolai told his family that he was in love with her and that he wanted to stop drinking human blood and exist only on the blood of animals. He wanted to tell Olivia his secret. He wanted to become the best person he could be for her. He did not want to lose her."

Edward stopped for a moment. He swallowed hard and held tightly to Bella's hand. He looked gently at her for a moment, and then his look became hard as he lifted his face back up to me and continued.

"Nikolai had good intentions, but he was foolish, incredibly so. What he was attempting to do, takes decades to accomplish, even for the most dedicated vampire. The lure for human blood takes over all other senses, and there is never a guarantee, even after decades of discipline, that one will be able to endure the temptation."

He ran his hand so quickly over his face that it startled me. He was still angry as he went on with the story.

"One night, Olivia and Nikolai were together. He was not careful. He let things go too far with Olivia and he was not able to . . . bring himself under control. Before he knew what had really happened, he had bitten her. He told himself he just wanted a taste. Once he began to drink her blood, he couldn't stop."

There was silence in the room. All that could be heard were the beeps and clicks of the machines I was hooked up to. Edward stared out into space lost in his own thoughts. And for the first time, I really understood. I finally grasped what it must have been like for Edward and Bella. I could finally comprehend how Edward could leave her for seven years and with as much as he loved her, believe that she was better off. I was finally able to understand that this was a kind of hell, a prison, to be locked in with this thirst that would always be your master.

And finally, finally, I was able to understand a small part of Tanya.

Edward's eyes looked into mine. I felt he was penetrating deeply into my thoughts as if he were looking for something. Why? Was he testing me to see if I were really as genuine as I seemed? If I would keep their secret? Or was it something more?

I took a shallow breath and pushed out a question. "Was it Nikolai that almost killed me?"

Edward stiffened as Bella looked at me and shook her head hesitantly.

"No, it wasn't Nikolai." Edward said it quickly, his voice laced with pain. Then he finished the tale.

"Nikolai was overcome with grief over what he had done. His family tried to help him, but he was inconsolable. The day after Olivia died, he went to the Volturi and pleaded with them to kill him. They granted his request."

My eyes went wide with horror. I took shallow breaths and tried to understand this vampire world. This Volturi was twisted enough to kill a fellow vampire just because he asked them to?

And what about Nikolai? He loved Olivia enough to want to end his existence. He was all-powerful, immortal, and indestructible, yet he ended it over love. He couldn't go on without her. That, I understood.

"Wow," I breathed. That was sort of an understatement for all of this, but it was all I was capable of at the moment.

I turned to Edward. "If not Nikolai then . . . .?"

He didn't let me finish. He put out his hand to stop me and said, "It was his brother, Stefan."

Bella let go of Edward's hand, and came and stood right at the end of my bed. "Stefan was already angry about Nikolai's death, they were a very tight coven. But we had spoken to the family and they realized that this was all Nikolai's doing, and they were at peace with that."

Her voice rose as she said, "That was until he saw the posters everywhere in the city, labeling his brother as a killer!"

I cringed at Bella. I was so sorry for the all of this. I was causing a lot of grief and trouble for a woman that didn't even want to see me again.

"Where is Stefan, now?" I gasped.

Edward's voice was flat. "He's dead."

My mind went back to something else. I saw the newspaper that was on my desk, and the picture of the detective under the blanket. I opened my mouth to ask, but Edward spoke first.

"Stefan found out which detective was responsible for the wanted posters. He tortured him into disclosing the man who implicated Nikolai. That was how he found you."

This was all beginning to be too much to take.

All of the sudden, I thought of my family. My parents. Did they know something had happened to me? What about Hathaway?

I looked at Edward. It was so painful to speak. "My family?"

He took a deep breath and said, "For the moment, your family and Mr. Hathaway believe that you were in a very serious car accident. Bella has taken care of that story. I am sorry to say that your Jaguar is wrapped around a tree somewhere between Moscow and Georgia."

My head lifted off the pillow for a moment and the pain made it drop back down again. I knew I deserved to have my dream car demolished after all the trouble I'd caused.

I looked at Edward with confusion. "For the moment?"

Edward looked at me evenly. "For now, they think that you are alive, but the Volturi, Alexei, and Stefan's remaining coven have already received the news that you are dead."

"Dead!" I tried to yell, but the strain sent spasms through my jaw. My chest was screaming at the air I tried to force into my lungs.

Edward voice became softer, but somehow more menacing, "You don't understand what you've done here, Michael. You have awaken a sleeping monster." He took Bella's place at my bedside.

"Stefan's family is furious at you. They want vengeance. But that's not all. Alexei, otherwise known as Tsar Schlyvokk, is seeking out his own vengeance on the one responsible for the posters that are displayed all over the city. Posters of a vampire."

I opened my mouth to speak, but Bella interrupted me.

"There's more. The Volturi is also enraged at this breach, and that Alexei allowed this to happen. They are demanding he immediately step down as leader. They know he will not go quietly. That will start a full war between Alexei's vast following and The Volturi."

Edward spoke next. "If Stefan's coven, Alexei, and The Volturi don't believe that you are dead, they will soon begin the hunt to make sure that you are."

I was stunned into silence.

Edward said softly. "You have begun something that you will not be able to finish."

I had only one worry. If I was in danger, was Tanya somewhere safe?

"Where's Tanya," I demanded.

"We're not talking about her." Edward shook his head adamantly.

"Tell me she's safe," I gasped through the pain.

Edward pushed the button that would bring in the nurse.

"Does she think I'm dead?" I gasped.

He ignored me.

"Please, Edward. Get her somewhere safe."

The nurse came in and Edward told her that I was in a lot of pain and needed a sedative. She reached for a needle and began to insert it into my I.V.

I tried to fight it.

"No!" I said hoarsely.

"Bella, tell her I'm sorry for everything."

"Tell her, tell . . . . . her . . . . . I. . . . love . . . . . . . .her."

With that, I lost the battle and slipped away.

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