A Light in the Storm
IF YOU HAVEN'T FINISHED BREAKING DAWN, READ NO FURTHER!!!!!!!!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!!!! ***** **** *** ** * The Volturi are gone, Bella and Edward are together, Bella has been changed, everything is perfect, right? Wrong. When Alice has a vision and sees that Nessie is pregnant, things take a turn for the worst once more. No one knows what the baby will be like, because this time, Alice can't just disappear and find half shape shifter, half vampire people again. Or can she?
I got the idea for this story from one of my best friends. So I just wanted to thank her! Thank you Keleigh! I love you girl!
4. Chapter 4
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The next day, my mom and Alice and I went looking for my dad. Jake wanted to come, because he thought it was his fault that my dad had run away in the first place, but Alice saw that my dad would be angry to see Jake again, so we set off without him.
Alice had seen dad decide to go into the woods behind Carlisle and Esme's house. She had also seen a glimpse of where he was going, and it was snowy, so he had to be headed towards Canada.
We had run along for about an hour when Alice suddenly stopped. My mom and didn't realize she had stopped at first, so we ran back to her. She looked confused, she whirled around and around, her eyes absorbing and analyzing every bit of the landscape. She eventually stopped with a look of anguish on her face.
"He's gone." Two words that caused a scene of panic, my mother began running around, checking every nook and cranny in the snow-covered cliff face. I stood, absolutely still, hoping that it was a dream, and I would wake up in bed in my parent's house, safe and sound. My mom and dad would be in the other room, Jake would be waiting for me outside, and, most importantly, I wouldn't be pregnant. I slowly sank to the ground, tears beginning to well up in my eyes for probably the hundredth time in the last two days.
Alice saw me sitting in the ground, crying, and sat down next to me. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, and cooed comforting words in my ear. My mom yelled down to us from the top of the cliff.
"It's his scent, he tried to hide it, but it's still here, he went this way!" Alice stood up and suddenly scooped me up and threw me over her shoulder. When we reached my mom and she set me down. I was breathing deeply; she had scared me nearly to death.
She smiled slyly. "Sorry, but I didn't see you getting up any time soon." Then, she tore off down my dad's trail, "Race you!" She cried over her shoulder. I ran to try and catch up. Rolling my eyes, I snorted. Pixies, I thought.
After running for a few minutes, Alice suddenly took off in another direction. I followed her closely, not wanting to get lost, since I had no idea where I was. I was lost in my thoughts and almost didn't notice Alice do a 180 turn and start back where we had come from, that's when I knew something was wrong.
We retraced our steps, back and forth, back and forth on the river bed. We ran the ground on both sides of the river, swam through the river, and climbed through the trees in a thirty mile radius. Nothing. No scent, no trails, my dad had simply, disappeared.
We searched for hours. Hours turned into days. Days turned into weeks. And weeks turned into months. We never found him. We eventually gave up the search. If he had wanted us to find him, we would have. And yet, we hadn't. I never gave up the hope he would one day come back. He had to, didn't he? But eventually, even that hope died.
I was hunting in the woods, closer to Canada, since they were over populated with elk. I was finishing a buck when I heard a noise. The snap of the twig some hundred yards behind me. I tuned to see the hem of a coat disappearing through the trees. I made to follow the mysterious person, but something stopped me in my tracks.
On the ground was a pale white body. I turned it over to see my father. He was white even for a vampire. His lips moved, but no sound came out. Something was deathly wrong with him. I picked up his body and ran home as fast as I could, I needed Carlisle. Somebody had to fix him. I needed my dad, he couldn't leave, he just couldn't. I had to tell myself that he would be alright; it was the only way I could keep one foot going in front of the other. I couldn't get my legs to move fast enough. I was like running through molasses, slow, agonizingly slow. Eventually, I saw the top of Carlisle and Esme's house over the trees.
The glass doors at the back of the house tore open and Alice, my mom, Rosalie, Emmett, Jasper, and Esme came running out. I knew Alice would have seen us coming, and told everyone else. I heard a clatter and knew that Carlisle was setting up his hospital equipment. I didn't know what could be done to help my dad, I wasn't even sure what was wrong with him.
I looked down into my dad's eyes, and gasped. They were jet black with a tint of red. What had happened to him?