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This World

After seven months of healing, Bella starts to notice some changes. She is taller than before, warmer, and stronger. She figures it's a fever and brushes it off. But when a strange visit from Renee reveals interesting family scandals, Bella undergoes a monstrous change. Then, a vengeance crazed vampire comes to town with one intent-kill Isabella Swan. When Bella is changed even further, what will happen? After things settle, she lives quite happily for forty more years, until her past comes back to haunt her. When old love is revived and new love arises, who will Bella choose?

Hi, this is my first story. I expect it to be quite long, but I'm unsure. I do guarantee twists! As it said on my profile, none of the charactes nor settings belong to me. Sadly. :( Anyway, enjoy!!!

6. Chapter 6. Babies

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I spent a lot of time that day comforting hysterical men, and calming them when they had small bursts of anger. I was growing weary of Charlie's and Billy's sporadic silences, only broken by a nasty argument, and Sam noticed. "Belly, we got this. It's been stressful for you lately...for the last few months, actually. Go get you a good night sleep, we'll drop off Charlie. Love ya, now go."

I turned to him with half lidded eyes, the prospect of sleep making me yawn. For a moment I was about to insist that I was needed, but I was honestly too tired to argue, so I nodded tiredly before shuffling in the general direction of the door.

I waved to them all, and everyone nodded or waved back, excluding Billy and Charlie, who were staring each other down. I laughed, thinking about the way they had both reacted earlier compared to this "macho" competition they were having now. They had both blubbered like babies while holding onto either me or Jacob. We had decided that I was still Charlie's daughter, being that he raised me...some.

I ran home, deciding to leave the truck for Charlie, preferring my wolf-enhanced speed anyway. I quickly stripped and phased, before lithely jumping into the woods. I took off into a sprint, eager to get home, thinking just of falling onto my bed. I grinned at the idea of being able to sleep somewhat peacefully; the secrets were all out now. They all even knew about the Cullens, being that I turning into a wolf made them a part of the entire supernatural world.


Hey Jared, what's up?

Nothin' much. Just running around the border, I'm at the south end now. You?

I get to go home...thank the lord!

Lucky...He continued grumbling and I just chuckled in my same odd way. My house was within five miles now; I'd be there within seven minutes at my slow pace, what with being as tired as I was. Suddenly, I smelt something horrible. It was sickly sweet, like the taste of...I wasn't sure what to compare it to. It oozed false innocence, so much so that my nose burned.

One word came to mind then, causing me to growl loudly. Enemy.


What the hell is that, and why is it here...I...I hate it...

Oh god...I'll be right there...hold on.


I waited a few moments, just delving into Jared's mind as he ran. I felt the thrill, and I felt the cool wind whipping past my fur with a slight whistle, or the soft thumps my feet made as I ran. It was so odd, I concentrated solely on his mind until it was hard to distinguish whose thought was whose; we were one in the mind, more so than normal.

I began to separate myself from him as he drew nearer, and he laughed at my confusion.

What the hell was that?

You melded our minds...and energy. We do that if someone is hurt. I imagine it this way; our minds are connected with a telephone cord like thing. So we transfer energy over that cord, giving it to whoever is on the receiving end. This way they heal faster, or become stronger. But you get weaker.

There's just more surprises to this whole wolf and vampire thing every day, isn't there?

He laughed again.

Trust me on this one Bell; you don't know the half of it.

We discovered that it was an older vampire from the army, and I instantly became worried. They were really close now, but there was something else. Even though it made me physically sick, there was something familiar about that scent.

Then it hit me. Victoria! Though I had disregarded it as non-important information at the time, I had smelled her before. In the clearing, when the nomads tried to attack, they had spread out like a pack of hungry lions, and in a lot of ways, they were. They had circled, but gave up due to clearly being out-numbered.

Though while they had circled, I was at one point downwind from Victoria, and the wind had blown harshly. I had smelled her, the recent rain and constant moisture in the air intensifying her aroma. Even my weak human nose had picked up on the once intoxicating fragrance. It was her!

I quickly relayed my message to Jared, now that he was about a mile away. He burst through the trees, and I told him of Victoria's appearance while he sniffed around the area. He thought about it for a moment, but ultimately just shook his head.

We should probably discuss this with the rest of the pack before jumping to conclusions.

You're right...but what now?

You go get your rest, I'll keep watching.

To be perfectly honest, protesting didn't even cross my mind at that point. I was still really tired, and I planned on satiating my body's thirst for sleep as soon as possible. I thanked him quickly before setting off for home. My new sanctuary.

When I got home, I sent a thankful prayer toward the sky, and was asleep before my head hit the pillow.

I awoke the following morning to loud snoring. My back hurt, I was still tired, and my hips ached from my jean shorts digging into them with the awkward angle I slept at. I groaned before rolling over and covering my once again pounding head with my pillow. The cool fabric on the back of my neck sent a chill through my body, and my sensitive hearing kept the snoring crystal clear. I huffed angrily; I guess I was awake now.

I heaved myself up from my bed, and continued to grumble angrily while throwing on a different outfit. I hopped down the stairs and headed straight for the kitchen. I opened the old fridge and soon found myself scarfing down a large bowl of cereal.

After my quick meal, I went upstairs again to find the source of my annoyance. I walked toward the loud noise, and there was Charlie, who looked terrible. His eyes were red and puffy, and his breathing would catch every once in a while, and he would sniffle. I shook my head sadly, silently cursing Renee. I knew I would forgive her, but not quite yet. I also imagined Billy was close to as bad as Charlie was.

I left the room to allow Charlie his sleep, and headed for Jake's house. I had nowhere else to go, and it was Saturday, which meant that I was off work. After the quick journey through the woods, I phased back and changed before walking briskly out into the open. Jake and the pack were gathered on his porch, and they waved me over. I nodded, guessing this was about my revelation the day before.

"...so I'm guessing that it is either a very lucky coincidence, or this is personal." Sam had just finished saying when I got to the group. They quickly greeted me, and then demanded that I explain the complete situation about Victoria.

I began, explaining the meeting, the hunt that dragged out, leaving Charlie, escaping from Jasper and Alice, the ballet studio. After recounting my complicated past, here, I was mentally worn out from resisting breaking down from the wonderful yet so horrible memories.

I looked up after my speech, and found sympathetic and soothing eyes covering me. I looked away, I hated sympathy. To me, it seemed to double the pain back on you. I wasn't sure why, but I guess it seemed to remind me of the pain that I was trying to avoid.

"Well...leeches have been known to show strong emotion...maybe...I dunno...she's coming to grieve? Can leeches even do that?" I glared at Jake. "Yes, they can." But then I began to think about his actual question. "Grieve with an army of newborns? I'm not so sure..."

Everyone began to get lost in their own thoughts, and it all seemed to be connecting slowly in my head. And then suddenly, click.

My eyes widened as I thought it over. It definitely made sense. Hell, I would have to admit that I'd do the same thing. Though not to her degree, but still.

"Revenge..." I whispered. The pack looked at me expectantly. "Well...she might think I'm still...with...him...and she might be angry, and bringing an army to kill me and the Cullens, the people who, ultimately, killed her James." Their eyes widened also.

"That makes so much sense!" Seth, a new member of the pack, exclaimed.

The others were about to respond, when Billy opened the door with a phone in hand. "For you...Bella." He grunted. He still wouldn't look me in the eye after the day before, and I figured I would just let him take his time on accepting this.

I smiled his way, but he didn't see it. I grabbed the phone and said thank-you, before walking away from the pack so they weren't eavesdropping.


"Bella, oh god! Hurry, come, now, fast! Jesus Christ! Drive you idiots!" I heard frantic honking and heavy breathing on the other end, followed by a moan. "Phil?"

"Bella, God dammit! Sorry, sweetie, that wasn't at you, but you need to get to the hospital, Renee's having the baby!" His voice was an odd mixture of fear and glee. One word flitted through my mind.


"Got it." And with that eloquent response, I hung up the phone before tossing it to Jacob. He caught it, obviously, and I just waved before sprinting to the forest. I phased and took off.

When I arrived at the hospital, I rushed to the reception desk. "Renee Dwyer, she's my mom, she's having a baby. I need to find her!" By now I was really worked up and worried, especially since I was more like a mother than a daughter to Renee.

"She is here, but I'm afraid only the father..." I wasn't about to have that. It was nothing personal, but I needed to see my mother, and I knew that I could be intimidating if I wanted to.

I picked the poor girl up by the collar with one hand, and brought her face close to mine. She was frightened, but I had a feeling that this would work, and that was all that mattered in that moment.

"Where. Is. She." I said each word separately. She shivered in fear, but blurted out a number with directions. I set her down, straightened her blouse, thanked her, and rushed away. I continued to repeat the directions in my head.

Right, pass two hallways, left. Straight to the end, right, then find room number one forty-six. Got it.

My flip flops slapped the white linoleum loudly as I practically ran down the hall. When I got to the door, I took a deep breath before pulling it open. A few doctors protested, but I ignored them as I pushed open the curtain. And there was a screaming and crying Renee giving birth.

After three long hours of soothing both Mom and Phil, the doctor crouched by my mom's feet finally shouted, "It's a beautiful baby boy!" I sighed with relief along with everyone else.

The doctors washed the baby, and Phil smiled lovingly at my mother as she whispered deliriously, "We did it...we really did it..."

The doctor came back with my baby brother, and approached Phil with a little blue bundle. He shook his head and nodded to me, smiling. My eyes watered at the honor he was giving me. I really studied his kind features for a moment. His tanned skin, warm chocolate eyes that contrasted sharply with my mother's own pools of green-which, were drooping by the second-and his messy brown hair so much like my mother's and my own mahogany colored locks.

I then took the bundle and smiled at it lovingly. My little brother, I sighed happily. He might be late-about ten or so years too late-but he was here at last. I opened the little flap covering his face and gasped.

Looking up at me was a pair of ice blue eyes, framed inside a chubby pink face, surrounded by a tuft of white blonde hair.