Chapter 11

When Edward and his family showed up, Grandma Rose and I were already half way done with the spell. All we had to do was add in a few more ingredients, and then we would see exactly where Bella was. I put all my concentration into the spell, doing exactly as my Grandmother did. So when Edward spoke, I very nearly knocked over the cauldron with my jump of surprise.

"How much longer?" His eyes were hard and angry, but through them, I saw despair and anxiety.

"A few more ingredients and then we'll have the picture," I said, and poured the last of the garlic cloves I had into the mix. Grandma Rose stirred the potion a few times, and the mist began to rise, departing so a clear picture came in.

"I don't understand, why can't I see them?" Alice mumbled in the corner. Her face was distraught.

"He's smart, I'll give him that, but we will find him," Jasper comforted her.

"Look," I pointed into the liquid. There was a darkened room with an entire wall that was a mirror. A faint glow from a TV came from one corner. Bella appeared, worried and frightened. The picture began to vanish.

"No!" Edward cried.

"It's alright, I know where she is," I said meekly, afraid of whatever anger was held inside him.

"Where?" They all waited impatiently.

"It's a ballet studio, has she said anything to you about one?"

"Yes, when I first had a vision...she talked about one down the street from her old home. But, I couldn't see it entirely clearly...and then things got fuzzy and..." She looked like she would have cried if she could have.

"That's where she is, then," I nodded.

"Oh, thank you Angela. For all of your help." Edward's eyes sparkled. Then he did something I would have never thought Edward Cullen would do to anyone but Bella. He hugged me. Short, and tightly, but it was a hug nonetheless. And with one quick goodbye, they left.

I had bitten all of my nails off the previous night, waiting to hear if Bella was alright. I got a call from Jessica saying how Bella was in an accident, and how she was down at the hospital. I didn't even say goodbye to Jess, I was off in a sprint, plowing my car through streetlights and stop signs, until the hospital was in my view. I parked and ran some more, only stopping to find out what room Bella was in. When I reached the door, I sprung it open and sighed. She was alright.

"Angela," She smiled. Edward was beside her.

"How are you feeling?" I approached the bed.

"Great. I hardly even feel all the needles poking into my skin." We both laughed.

I visited for a few more minutes, and then left, giving Edward and Bella their privacy. I was at my car when Edward showed up. He wanted to thank me again.

"And don't worry, I haven't told her about your secret. That's yours and yours alone to tell," He smiled.

"It's alright, I decided I'm not going to be a witch after all," I sighed. "I know, it's part of who I am, but I don't have to practice it. The world of vampires and witches is too..." I didn't know what to say without making myself sound stupid.

"I understand, and I thank you for your help once again," He nodded. "I should probably get back to Bella. She'll be wondering where I am." With that, he disappeared.

I chuckled to myself and rolled my eyes.