Author: twi-ction PM
We all know that Jacob is pretty desperate to prevent Bella from turning into a vampire, but what lengths will he go to to make sure that it doesn't happen. What will happen when Bella's mortality and existence rests in the hands of Jacob Black? AU, PERated: Fiction T - English - Chapters: 6 - Words: 11,414 - Reviews: 58 - Favs: 22 - Follows: 24 - Updated: 08-22-08 - Published: 08-05-08 - Status: Complete - id: 4451370
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Intervention: Chapter 1
"I'll be over later." I promised him. "I need to shower and pack an overnight bag first."
"So, Charlie is alright with Alice stealing you for the night?" Edwards glassy voice sounded just as appealing over the phone as it did in person.
"I haven't exactly asked him yet, but he has never held any opposition in the past. If he needs any more convincing, I'll just call for Alice to come get me."
"Alright, sweetheart." Edward's smile was audible through the phone, "I'll see you tonight. Put some use to that cell phone I gave you and call me if anything happens, okay?"
"Kay." I agreed, "I love you."
"I love you too, Bella." He responded. I waited a moment more until I heard the dial tone before hanging the phone back on the wall.
"Bells! Come down here a minute, I want to talk to you." Charlie's voice sounded impatiently from the floor below. Something in his tone alerted me to two possibilities. He either sounded like he was about to yell at me for something, or he was up to something that he knew I wouldn't like. My first fear was that he was about to jump into another well intended list of all of the reasons I shouldn't marry Edward, a scenario in which, if I was right, would make convincing him to let me go to the Cullen's tonight all that much more difficult.
Edward and I had only just broken the news to Charlie two weeks ago that we would be getting married. His face had cycled through nearly every color of the rainbow twice before he managed to sputter his firm forbiddance on the matter. Since then, I had been struggling with him day by day, slowly making progress, but not nearly enough for me to be comfortable living under his roof. I was afraid he was going to ship me away and not tell Edward where I was going in order to prevent this marriage. Of course, such actions would be completely moot considering the family he was trying to hide me from. Alice would be able to find me in no time, although, it was a concern that lately her visions of my future had been unclear. The haziness of my future annoyed her more than it should due to the fact that the wedding loomed only days ahead and she was desperate to know everything she could about the long awaited day before it arrived.
My mind was still racing through all of the potential new reasons that Charlie had organized to convince me not to marry Edward when I realized that the reason for his tone was not because he was about to yell at me, but he was up to something. Something terrible, in fact.
The first thing I saw when I walked into the kitchen was Jacob, towering a whole foot and then some over Charlie. Charlie was grinning stupidly, and I suddenly had the urge to run back up to my room. Whatever this was, it bode no well for me.
Charlie read the hesitation in my eyes and offered me a seat at the table before I could act on it. That was another bad sign, Charlie offering me the seat that I had come to know as "my seat" as if I needed an invitation to sit in it. This was too formal and I knew that nothing good could possibly come of this.
Jacob was just as against the wedding as Charlie was, a fact which had brought them closer through the past two weeks. Jacob's reasoning for his opposition were slightly different from Charlie's. Jacob didn't want me to marry Edward because: 1. For some ridiculous reason that I was still to wrap my head around, he was in love with me. And 2. Because he knew what Charlie didn't. He knew that after the wedding would come the moment when I would be changed into Edward's equal and leave him and Forks behind forever.
"What is it, dad?" I tried to throw as much impatience into my voice as possible as I reluctantly took a seat.
"You're going on a little trip with Jacob." He wasted no time in getting to the point.
"No, I'm not." I rebuked.
"Yeah, you are. You still haven't told Renee about the wedding, kiddo, and it's only 10 days away. Jake is going to escort you to Jacksonville so that you can tell her in person. Plus, I think that it would be a good idea for you to get away from here for a while… you know, clear your head."
My jaw dropped as I read the seriousness in his face.
"Plus," he added quietly, "Renee has more of a chance than I do to talk you out of this."
"Charlie Swan!" My voice mirrored my actions as I rose violently out of my chair, knocking it back onto the floor with a loud clattering noise. "You are not sending me with a babysitter to have Renee convince me not to get married! Do you even have any idea how absurd that is!? God, Charlie, what are you thinking!"
That was a mistake on my part. One thing he hated the most was when I addressed him as Charlie instead of Dad. His face revisited the different unnatural colors as his jaw visibly clenched.
"Isabella Marie Swan, you do not get to take that tone with me. You still reside under my roof and you will still abide by my rules, do you understand me?"
"Fine then, I'll just call Alice right now and move in with them if that's your only justificati-"
"My justification is the pure and simple fact that I am your father and you will do exactly what I tell you to!"
I may have been pushing my luck up until then, but I knew that now was the time to shut my mouth. It was rare for Charlie to ever be this angry, and when he was, nothing good could possibly result.
Jake chuckled lightly from his position across the table and both Charlie and I shot him a warning glance.
"Come on, Bells." Jake urged. "Just do what your father says."
My glare intensified as I regarded the twisted animal that used to be my best friend. I couldn't believe how cruel he was being. I knew that he didn't want me to marry Edward, but I had no idea that he would have gone to such lengths. I didn't know whether it was Charlie's idea or Jacob's, but something about Jake's smirk led me to believe that he had the biggest hand in it. What was truly the most annoying part about this was that Charlie had been blatantly opposed to me going to visit Renee with Edward months ago, and now, suddenly, he was so absorbed in the idea of endorsing Jacob as my travel buddy. He made no mystery who his ideal choice of companion was for his daughter, and I entertained no notion of hiding my anger. "Shut up, Jake." I growled.
"Isabella, go pack. Jake is leaving in ten minutes and you will be accompanying him."
I looked for a moment between Jake's cocky smirk and Charlie's set jaw before throwing my arms up and stomping out of the room, making it a point to kick the already over turned chair out of my way and slam my bedroom door before whipping out the cell phone that I was suddenly very thankful for.
"What's wrong?" Edward answered the phone breathlessly.
"Jake's convinced Charlie to let him take me to tell Renee about the wedding in person. I can't get out of it. I've never seen Charlie so angry. They're both hoping that Renee will talk me out of this."
"I'll be right over."
"No, Edward you can't. It's only supposed to be Alice at the house right now. If you show up, Charlie will know you weren't hunting and then I will definitely be in trouble. It should only take a day or two, and no matter what she says, I will not change my mind."
"Edward, it will be fine, alright? So we don't get to spend tonight together, you can kidnap me in a couple of days. Hell, in 10 days you will never have to kidnap me again."
"I don't like this, Bella." His voice was hushed.
"I know, I'm sorry. I'll call you when I get the-"
My promise was cut off by a pounding on the door. "Bella, come on, let's go! Who are you talking to?" Jacob interjected impatiently.
"Edward, I have to go. I love you, goodbye." I couldn't wait for a response, I snapped the phone shut and threw it into my backpack, followed closely by two sets of clothes. I figured that the less clothing I packed, the more obvious it would be that I was not intending on being away from Forks for long.
I zipped up my backpack and interrupted Jake's additional knock on the door by swinging the door open violently.
"You're an asshole, Jake." I spat at him as I stomped down the stairs.
I could almost feel the smugness radiating off of him as he followed me downstairs. I walked right past Charlie without issuing him a farewell and slammed the front door shut as I exited. Charlie and Jacob began conversing in hushed tones inside the kitchen, so I threw down my backpack and folded myself onto the porch. I fumed in silence as I rested my chin on my clenched fist, waiting.
Ten minutes later, speeding down the one oh one, I still hadn't spoken to Jacob again.
"Oh, come on, Bells. It's not that bad." He muttered.
"Why are you doing this, Jake? Do you honestly believe that I am going to change my mind about marrying the man that I am in love with just because you drag me to see my mother?"
"We aren't going to Jacksonville, Bella." His eyes burned into my own with sincere regret and anxiety.
"What do you mean we aren't going to….you said, Charlie said…"
I trailed off, staring at him wide eyed.
"Where are we going, Jacob?" I hissed through clenched teeth.
He returned his eyes to the road for a moment before shaking his head like a madman repeatedly. His brow furrowed and he suddenly looked much older.
"Jake, where are we going!" I repeated more urgently this time.
"I can't let him take you from me, Bella. I can't let him take your life…"