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Enduring Love

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Story Banner Edward leaves more then just Bella behind during New Moon. Unbeknownst to Edward, he leaves Bella pregnant and in more danger then he could have ever dreamed possible. Now three years later a reunion is possible, will they finally be a family or will a new danger stop that from ever happening. Story Banner by Pixiefanpire


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6. Chapter 6

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Chapter 6

(Bella’s POV)

There most definitely was something in the air. I felt it with every breath and every move I made. It made me itchy to get to the bottom of it all. I felt as though if I didn’t find out what it was soon, I would quite literally be driven insane, and because of that I was irritated.

It had all started the previous night when Angela came back to our room and told me that the gift shop was closed, and that she was going to go to the coffee shop around the corner for a little while. I could see it in her face that she was hiding something from me.

The very next morning, Angela’s behavior seemed even stranger when she practically pushed me out the door as soon as I was ready. Every time I tried to talk to her, she’d look in the opposite direction. That simple action right there told me she was lying to me about something. Angela was the most honest person I had ever met, and the only time she ever avoided somebody was when she felt the need to lie.

With my paranoia already on high alert before even leaving the hotel room, everything got all the more intense when I reached the underground tunnel between the hotel and the hospital. Immediately upon walking out into the tunnel I could feel it, it was so tangible that it felt like a buzz of energy was literally pulsating through every cell of my body.

I could tell that I was being watched, and even though I had no idea who it was, something told me I wasn’t in any real danger. I had learned how to recognize the difference between being watched by a friend and being watched by an enemy a couple of years ago. Something I became very used to when I was being threatened by Victoria, during that time I could sense whether I was being watched by one of the pack or by one of Victoria’s minions.

But I couldn’t understand why I would be watched now. It was one thing to be watched by a friend when I knew there was a specific reason why it needed to be done, but it was a completely different situation when they went behind my back and tried to keep an eye on me. It wasn’t a practice that I would ever let them get away with regardless of their good intentions, and I would have thought they realized the importance of keeping me informed a while ago.

It didn’t go very well the last time they attempted to watch me without keeping me in the loop. If Jake and Seth had asked me whether or not I minded them sending some of the pack over to our house as a way of making sure their imprints were safe, I would have been fine, but they didn’t. So it shouldn’t have surprised them to find out that as soon as I sensed my home being watched that I wouldn’t think twice about taking matters into my own hands. Unfortunately, Paul and Jared learned that lesson the hard way when I aimed a shotgun just over their heads and gave them a warning shot. They both knew that Charlie had taught me how to use that gun, and they knew enough from my dad’s bragging that I didn’t miss unless I wanted to.

As soon as I made it into the main lobby of the hospital, I pulled out my phone and called Seth, but it went straight to voicemail. I knew that the only time he didn’t answer his phone was when he phased. An unanswered phone from a pack member didn’t always mean something was wrong, but considering the vibes I had been getting, it didn’t mean anything good either.

I decided to try Jake next, but his phone went straight to voicemail too.

BEEP

“Jake, it’s Bella,” I began. “You need to call me when you get this message. I can tell that something is going on. First, Angela is acting weird. I know that she’s keeping something from me. Secondly, while walking to the hospital just now I could feel myself being watched. Did you guys go behind my back again and issue a protection detail on me?” My voice quickly changed from mildly irritated to flat out angry. “If you did go behind my back, again, you should know that there won’t be a warning shot this time. In fact let me just put it to you this way … this time there will be so much buckshot in your ass it will take you a week with even your healing capabilities to be able to sit down again.”

After I got off the phone I made my way to Melinda’s office.

“Hello,” I greeted Melinda’s assistant, Helen.

“Good Morning, Bella.”

“I know I’m early, but do you mind if I just wait over there until Melinda is ready for me?” I asked her while I pointed towards the little sitting area located by the aquarium on the other side of the sitting area.

“Not at all,” Helen replied. “Melinda should be back shortly. She wanted to get her rounds done before meeting with you.”

Helen left me to my own business, and I was surprised when just a short while later Melinda arrived.

“Bella, it’s so good to see you,” Melinda said with a smile on her face and pulled me into an embrace, but her happiness seemed to be forced.

It was really good to see her. Melinda had become the one person in my life who knew absolutely everything about me. I didn’t need to keep any secrets from her, and because of that I had an outlet anytime I needed to get something off my chest. I hoped that she would be comfortable letting me know what had her troubled.

“It’s good to see you too, Melinda.”

“Why don’t you come into my office and we’ll get the party started.”

She closed the door to her office after I walked in and gave me a moment to get situated.

“Now why don’t you tell me what’s troubling you,” she said after giving me the once over.

“Pardon me?”

She waved her hand at me dismissively. “I can tell just by looking at you that you’re troubled about something. What’s wrong?”

“I’ll tell you what’s troubling me if you tell me what has you so down.” That was when I saw her eyes go sad again. In that moment I knew that whatever it was it had her really upset.

She closed her eyes and sighed. “I’ve been asked to talk to you about all of it, but I need a little more time to get my thoughts in order.” She opened her eyes and gave me a hopeful look. “Do you mind going first?”

I nodded. I could give her time if that’s what she needed, so I started. “Something seems to be going on, and I can’t figure out what it is.”

When she just started at me with a confused look on her face, I knew she was waiting for me to explain.

“Last night Angela went down to the lobby to see if the gift shop was still open. When she came back, she acted strange. She told me some story about going to the coffee shop around the corner so she could get a hot chocolate, and she thought she would get some work done while she was there as well.”

“That doesn’t seem very strange to me,” Melinda commented.

“Well, it was the way she was acting that was strange. She practically raced out of the room and never once made eye contact when she told me her plans.”

“And I’m assuming that’s not normal behavior for Angela?”

“Not at all; Angela is one of the warmest, most friendly people I have ever met. The only time she ever acts like that is when she feels the need to lie about something.” One of the many things I had learned about Angela over the years is the fact that she can’t tell a lie if her life depended on it. “Any time she finds the need to lie she tries to avoid the person, which was what she’s been doing to me.”

“Did she give any other reason to believe something was wrong?”

I thought back to earlier. “This morning she acted as though she couldn’t get me out of the room fast enough. It was like my being there was keeping her from something.” I remembered the eager look on her face and couldn’t for the life of me figure out what it meant. Though I thought I may understand now.

“Have you considered the fact that your birthday is in just a couple of days,” she suggested.

“It’s possible,” I admitted quietly. To be honest, I wasn’t even thinking about my upcoming birthday. When I went over Angela’s behavior again, it still didn’t seem right. “I doubt that would cause Angela to act this way.”

“Okay, then can you think of any other reason why she would be avoiding you?”

I nodded. “At first I thought maybe she had just gotten into a fight with Jake, and wasn’t ready to talk about it. Now I think it has something to do with the wolf pack.”

“What do you mean?” she asked with a look of concern on her face.

“I called both Seth and Jake this morning, neither of them answered.” She just stared at me so I continued, “The only time they don’t answer the phone is when they are on patrol.”

“Couldn’t it just be a fluke that they were both unable to answer the phone?” She looked at her watch before adding, “If you called them early enough, couldn’t they have been sleeping? Maybe they didn’t hear the phone ringing.”

“I guess that’s possible,” I admitted. “But my gut is telling me that’s not the reason. They have always answered the phone. Even if I call them and they’ve been sleeping, they always answer. The only times they have ever ignored my phone calls have been when they are in wolf form.” You couldn’t really answer a phone when you were four-legged.

“Bella, at this point I don’t think you should jump the gun. You have no idea if there is anything to be concerned about. You could be overreacting. Wait and see if they call you back before you get too worked up.”

When I didn’t say anything Melinda added, “If you still haven’t heard anything by tomorrow, I’ll call Henry. If it’s necessary, he can take the day and drive up to Forks and check things out for himself.”

“But I wouldn’t want to put him to the trouble,” I murmured feeling a bit guilty over possibly ruining Henry’s day. “I don’t want to be a pest.”

“You wouldn’t be a pest. You know my brother would be more than happy to help you and the kids in any way he could. If you’re worried about the pack being on patrol, my brother can easily go there and find out.”

I shook my head. “No. I’ll wait and see if either of them calls me back.”

“That works for me. Just let me know if you change your mind. How about if we get down to business?” she asked, but before she could do anything her phone rang. She answered, “Dr. Lawson.”

I could see her face drop at whatever was being said to her and then I saw the hesitant look she gave me. “I’ll be up shortly … thank you.”

When she hung up the phone I couldn’t restrain my curiosity. “What’s wrong?”

I wasn’t sure what it was, but I could tell whatever it was had her worried.

“I’ll explain what that was in a moment. I want to take care of this first,” she said and proceeded to remove her tools of torture from the drawer in her desk. I cringed.

Melinda must have noticed, because she burst out into a deep belly laugh. “Oh Bella, what am I going to do with you? You would think that after everything you’ve been through, a needle wouldn’t cause that look of abject terror to overtake your face.”

I gulped. “So, sue me. I can’t help it if the sight of a needle causes this knee-jerk reaction. It’s called an irrational fear for a reason.”

She just continued to laugh as she got me ready to draw blood from my arm. “I’ll analyze your blood later today when I have the chance. As you know it’s just a precaution, I have no worries that the cancer will ever return. You and I both know that you have an impenetrable immune system now, and that your yearly treatments just help maintain the strength of it.”

While she took my blood, she distracted me with conversation. “Do you all have plans for your birthday?”

If I had been honest with myself I hadn’t even given my birthday a second thought. I dreaded the celebrating of my birthday; I only put up with anything because my children had so much fun.

“As far as I’m aware, there have been no plans made for my birthday. I don’t think Angela would have planned anything.”

She put a cotton ball over the puncture wound before removing the needle from my arm, then put my arm in the typical bent position to stop the little hole from bleeding anymore.

“Are you going to tell me what’s troubling you?” I asked her.

“It’s about Drew.”

My mind went absolutely numb at just the mention of his name. “Drew? What’s wrong with Drew? Is he here? I haven’t been able to get a hold of him or his parents for the last two months.”

I was starting to panic. Drew had been a boy I had first met when I underwent my first chemo treatment; he was only twelve years old at the time, but he brought some peace to my troubled soul. Over the last couple of years, I regarded Drew and his parents as an extension to my family.

“Drew’s parents were killed in a sudden car accident around two months ago.”

“No,” I whispered. I could feel tears start to fall from my eyes, but I didn’t care. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“I just found out a couple weeks ago, and to be honest with you, my main concern was getting him transferred to this hospital.” She looked at me with regret in her eyes. “I’m sorry, Bella, I should have told you sooner.”

My mind was refusing to absorb anything. “Why did he need to be transferred to the hospital here? Was he injured in the same accident?”

She shook her head no. “His cancer;s back.”

“How bad is it?” I asked. I was terrified of what I was going to hear.

At first I didn’t know if she had heard my question. She seemed so deep in thought, but then she started to speak. “I really thought he was going to be in the clear … he has always been so positive that I began to believe just like he did.” This can’t be good. I knew I didn’t want to hear what she was about to tell me, but I had to be strong. “Apparently, right before Will and Emily were killed in the car accident, Drew had apparently gone to their family doctor with symptoms of a bad chest cold. The doctor didn’t think anything of it, especially since there had been quite a few patients in with similar symptoms.”

“It wasn’t nothing, was it?” I asked, in that moment I felt sick.

“Not for him it wasn’t. His leukemia is back.”

I could barely find enough voice to speak, but I managed somehow. “But he can undergo treatment again. He can beat this again, can’t he?”

“Bella, it’s moved to his liver and spleen.”

I could tell that there was more to it than it moving into his organs. “What?” I asked.

“He doesn’t want any more treatments. He doesn’t want to spend his last days being sick from the chemo.”

I was shocked, he had always been such a fighter and now it sounded like he was ready to throw in the towel. “He’s giving up?”

Melinda couldn’t seem to talk, but she nodded.

“What can I do? Can I go see him? I want to help?”

“He doesn’t really have any family. I had to pull a lot of strings to arrange his transfer here so that I could be closer to him, but I’m getting pressure from my department head to move him into hospice.”

“Hospice? Is he really that close?”

“It’s hard to say. It could be a day; it could be a couple of weeks.”

My tears started to fall. “I don’t want him in hospice.”

“Neither do I, Bella, neither do I.”

“Could I take care of him? I could take care of him in my hotel room. I could try and make arrangements for a nicer suite to make him as comfortable as possible.” I had to do something.

“Bella, be reasonable here. I can’t ask you to extend your visit for an indeterminate time frame.”

“You’re not asking, I am, and I don’t care how long it takes. If I have to sell a hundred more paintings or take out a mortgage against the house I will. I want to do this.” The tears were getting the better of me and I choked out, “Please.”

She seemed to contemplate what I said for a moment before she said, “Let’s see what Drew wants to do.”

I was startled when my phone began to ring. I pulled it out of my purse as quickly as I could, though it felt like it took forever with how hard I was shaking in that moment.

“Hello.”

“Hi, Bells,” I heard Jake’s voice and couldn’t imagine for the life of me what he would be calling me about. “I got your message.”

Oh, that’s right. I had completely forgotten about my trying to find out what was going on back home. In the light of what I had just heard from Melinda, nothing seemed to be making sense at the moment.

I must not have been paying attention because I suddenly heard Jake trying to get my attention. “Bells … Bells, are you there? Hello?”

“Sorry, Jake, I was a little … distracted.”

“Hey, you okay?” Jake’s voice seemed to get worried. “Did you get bad news from the doctor?”

“No … no, I’m fine. I just got some bad news about a friend of mine.”

“I’m sorry … Do you have a minute? I need to tell you something.” When I didn’t respond to him, Jake added, “It’s about the pack.”

That single word seemed to get my mind restarted again. “Is this about why I couldn’t reach you and Seth on the phone? And why Angela was acting so weird this morning?”

Melinda came over and took my hand in hers in an attempt to give me some comfort. It was probably very obvious in that moment just how turbulent my emotions were. I was very grateful for her friendship.

“I told Angela last night that the pack was picking up patrols, but I asked her not to say anything until I could contact you. I’m sorry,” he quickly apologized.

“Whatever, Jake … could you just tell me what’s going on. I need to hurry.” Though I knew under normal circumstances I would have been really angry, I just couldn’t bother with the anger right now.

“After you all left, Seth and I discovered a fresh trail that came to your home.”

“What? Do you know who it is?”

“We aren’t a hundred percent sure. We recognize the scent from a scent we first came across when Victoria was around, but we aren’t sure who it is.”

My mind instantly went to where it could risk going in that moment. “Could it be…?”

“No, Bella. It’s not the Cullens’.”

I breathed a sigh of relief. That was when I noticed Melinda grab her cell phone and start typing something. If I had to wager a guess I would assume that she was texting her mom and brother to see if they knew anything.

“Okay. So ... what now?” I asked Jake.

“Would you mind if Seth and I flew out to Minnesota?”

“Is that what you want to do?” I know keeping Jake and Seth away from their imprints when there was a potential threat was not something that anyone wanted to get in the way of.

“Yes, please.”

“Okay.” I took in a deep breath trying to calm myself down and asked, “So when are you two getting here? Are you going to need Angela to drive up to Minneapolis and pick you up from the airport? Do I need to arrange it so that you guys have a hotel room, or are you going to take care of that?”

“We’ll take care of everything, Bells. Don’t worry about anything.” He paused for a moment and then asked, “Are you sure you’re okay, Bells? You sound really down.”

A sob I didn’t know I was holding in burst out and I choked out. “No, Jake, I’m not okay, but I don’t have the ability to get into it right now.”

“Okay, but can you tell me if it’s about your health? You’re really scaring me,” he said nervously

“My health is fine, Jake.”

I looked over at Melinda and noticed she was putting down her phone. When she looked up at me she reached out her hand in a way that told me she wanted to talk to Jacob. I couldn’t imagine how this would go. Jake knew nothing about Melinda, other than the fact that she had been my doctor. He had no idea that Melinda knew everything about the mythical world.

“Jake, hold on a second.”

I pulled the phone away from my face and started to hand it over to Melinda.

“It’s going to be okay, Bella. You go see Drew. I’ll try to talk to Jacob.”

“But—”

“It will be okay, Bella. If I need to explain about myself, I will. I’m fine with that. The important thing right now is to keep you all safe.” When she saw me start to give in she added, “Go see Drew, Bella. He’s been waiting for your visit.”

(Angela’s POV)

After Jacob called and let us know that they did in fact remember the scent they were tracking, and it was around when Victoria and the newborns had attacked, you could cut the tension with a knife.

Though the rest of the adults in the room were tense, I felt better when Jake told me that he was going to call Bella and tell her about the visitor. I didn’t like keeping this kind of thing from her, and she had a right to know if her home was in danger. I was even more relieved when he mentioned that he and Seth were thinking of coming to Minnesota for the remainder of our trip.

For the rest of the adults in the room, it was a very good thing that the children were around for some comic relief.

“Squirt, did you do that on purpose?” Emmett asked in complete shock at what his two year old niece had managed to do to him.

Renesmee saw her handy work and busted into a fit of giggles.

“Oh, so you find it funny, do you?” When Renesmee couldn’t answer due to uncontrollable laughter, Emmett started to laugh as well. “Well if you ask me, I think this deserves retaliation by the tickle monster,” he said while he started to tickle her sides making her laugh even harder.

Finally, Rose put a stop to it and pulled her husband away from Nessie. “Nessie, sweetheart, I do believe you have achieved something, not even Alice has been able to accomplish.”

When Edward laughed, I could only imagine what he had heard in her thoughts.

“Huh?” Nessie asked looking slightly confused.

“You are the only person able to get your Uncle Emmett to wear the color pink.”

It seemed, Emmett had felt left out while he watched Edward and the kids decorate Bella’s shirt, because he came over to ask Nessie if he could help right after she’d put hot pink paint all over her hand. The next thing we knew she turned to him and placed her hot pink hand onto his cheek while she kissed his other cheek and whispered, “No ‘tank you, Uncle Em.”

She didn’t even seem to realize that she’d put paint on his cheek, but the rest of us had. Jasper was on the other side of the table where he laughed the biggest belly laugh I had ever heard, while Carlisle and Esme unsuccessfully attempted to hold in their own.

“Me too, Uncle Em, me too,” Masen said quickly trying to get his uncle’s attention.

The look on Emmett’s face when he saw Masen’s bright blue hand just itching to give him a hand print as well was absolutely priceless.

“I really don’t think so, little man,” he started to say, but immediately, Masen pulled out the bottom lip and gave him his best pout. I saw Emmett have an internal fight with himself on whether or not to give in to Masen, but Masen had it in the bag as soon as he cast his eyes downward in a ‘you hurt my feelings’ look. When Masen did that, not even the big and tough Emmett Cullen had the ability to say no.

“Oh, alright, little man.”

I pulled out my camera so that I could get a picture of Emmett. When Masen took his paint covered hand and placed it against Emmett’s right cheek, the excitement just poured out of Masen.

When Masen finally took his hand off, he smiled at Emmett and said, “Tank you, Uncle Em…I love you.”

And with that, the biggest grin I had ever seen spread across Emmett’s face.

“I love you too, Masen.” And Emmett proceeded to pull Masen into a big bear hug.

*/*

After the birthday present had been completed and the kids and I had eaten our lunch, Esme asked if she could be the one to put Masen and Nessie down for their nap.

I decided to relax in the living room area when my phone rang. When I saw that it was Jake, I grinned. “Hi, Jake, so are you coming to Minnesota?”

“Ang.”

His tone terrified me. “Jake, what is it, what’s wrong?” In my peripheral vision I could tell that everyone else in the room with me had stopped moving.

“It’s … I just … I don’t know how she’s going to handle it. She’s going to be so devastated if she loses him.”

He wasn’t making any sense and I looked around to the rest of the people in the room. I think we were all equally confused by Jake’s phone call.

“Jake, honey, you’re not making any sense. What’s going on? Who’s this about?”

“Drew.”

Dear god, no. “What happened to Drew, Jake? What’s going on?”

This is so not good. I knew Bella had been trying to get in contact with Drew and his parents for a few months now, but she figured they were out of town for the summer.

“I called Bella, but before I even told her about the visitor I could tell she was really upset about something.”

“Jake, you’re killing me over here; just tell me what’s happened to Drew?” I was trying to keep my voice down so that the kids didn’t hear me mention his name.

“Bella was too broken up to talk to me about it, so Dr. Lawson got on the phone with me.”

“She was still with Dr. Lawson when you called her?”

“Yeah, and I now know why Bella has such trust in her.”

“Huh? What do you mean by that?” I started to get frustrated. I just wanted to know what was going on.

“She actually told me two stories; one about Drew and one about herself.”

“A story about Dr. Lawson? Jake you’re really confusing me. Can you just start the story?”

“It’s two stories that I need to tell you, and I think that the Cullens should hear about the second half of the story at least. Because believe me when I tell you, the conversation I just had with her was … well it was quite surprising.”