Author's Note: WOW! It has been a long time. For that, I apologize, again. I seem to be doing that a lot. For those of you who read Found, you know how bad my day has been, but oh well. Anyway, here is the long-awaited chapter!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight
"Billy Black, are you sure?" Please tell me no...this might not turn out so well if this was the same man that I thought he was. My breathing was close to hyperventilating. What on earth would he think? I was practically a third daughter to him.... Edward's eyes creased, looking concerned at how worried I was. My eyes were wide; I could feel my heart rate increasing considerably. "Bella, are you alright?" Carlisle, too looked concerned for my well-being. "Are you sure?" I asked again; I needed answers. And fast. "Yes, I am certain." Carlisle said, not a trace of hesitation could be found in his expression. So there was no doubt...none at all. So Billy Black, Charlie's best friend, was head of the tribe. The tribe to which a pack of wolves belonged. This could not go over well. Phone Call
"Billy Black, are you sure?" Please tell me no...this might not turn out so well if this was the same man that I thought he was. My breathing was close to hyperventilating. What on earth would he think? I was practically a third daughter to him....
Edward's eyes creased, looking concerned at how worried I was. My eyes were wide; I could feel my heart rate increasing considerably. "Bella, are you alright?" Carlisle, too looked concerned for my well-being.
"Are you sure?" I asked again; I needed answers. And fast.
"Yes, I am certain." Carlisle said, not a trace of hesitation could be found in his expression. So there was no doubt...none at all.
So Billy Black, Charlie's best friend, was head of the tribe. The tribe to which a pack of wolves belonged. This could not go over well.
"Bella, whats wrong?" Edward asked, hearing the hysteria in my voice as I double checked Billy Black's identity as head of the Quillettes. I however, was too busy with my unending thoughts spiralling downhill. Would Billy tell Charlie? No, Billy had some type of common sense.. but what could happen? Would he hate me? Would he hate Charlie for being my father? Too many questions..
"Billy and Charlie are good friends.." I whispered to the two vampires in the room. How many complications would this cause?
"And that is a problem why?" Carlisle asked, confused, as he shared a glance with Edward. Yep, they still were wondering if I was mental.
"I am like Billy's third daughter! What is he going to think if he finds out a part of me is his mortal enemy!" I exploded at the two of them...oh no that shaking was beginning again. Think, Bella, I told myself. You must stay in control.
Instantly, I closed my eyes, though my skin began to ripple, and flashes of pain could be felt through my back. I felt like screaming, just to do something to relieve the pain consuming me.
Faintly, I could hear voices in the background, soothing me, asking me to take deep breaths. I took their advice.
Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. I desperately hoped this worked, I was not ready to phase without help yet! What if I killed one of the vampires in the house?!
"Easy, Bella, its okay." Next to me, I heard Edward's calming tones to which my body responded. Slowly, the pain stopped, my skin ceased quivering, and I went back to normal.
For a few minutes, there was silence, other than my gasps of air and speeding heart. When I began to realize my surroundings, I noticed I was on the floor; I was clenching the rug in my hands. Even still, I kept my eyes tight shut, afraid that if I opened them I would go back into the fit.
"Bella, can you hear me?" Carlisle asked, concern etched in his voice. When I didn't respond, he spoke again. "Bella, we need to know if you are alright, just nod your head if you can."
Barely, I was able to move my head up and down fractionally. "Very good, Bella. Alright, I think you are fine. When you are ready, open your eyes."
Though it took a second, I was finally able to pull my eyelids open to see the lights of the study. However, when I tried to push myself up off the ground, I would have collapsed, had Edward's hands not caught me.
"Thanks." I mumbled out as he led me to a green plush chair in the closest corner. No one said a word as I hobbled; I then realized the entire family was in the room, minus Rosalie.
Putting my head in my hands, I gained control of the dizziness before I looked up to meet Edward's caring eyes not far from my face.
"Call Billy." I told them, knowing now I had no choice. Earlier, I had been worried what he would think of me, but now people's lives were at stake. The lives of the Cullens. Surely, they would be able to defend themselves while I was just a werewolf, but soon I knew other traits would start arriving, if the werewolves already had.
I could hear Carlisle's footsteps down the hall as he picked up a phone. Although he was rooms away, my hearing was already advanced enough to pick up on what he was saying.
"Hello." A gruff voice I recognized answered the phone.
"Hello, this is Carlisle Cullen." Carlisle said amiably. Silence was his only answer; for a moment I thought Billy was going to hang up, and I very-well didn't want to have to explain everything to Billy by myself.
"Cullen did you say?" Billy asked, though he knew exactly what Carlisle had said. Like always, Carlisle remained very friendly, though his tone suggested authority in every inch.
"Yes, that is correct." Dr. Cullen said coolly.
"Well, what do you want, bloodsucker?" Billy said harshly, beyond the terms of politeness.
"I..my family and I would like to request a meeting with you and your pack?" Carlisle asked, still politely, but it seemed like he was trying his hardest to remain friendly.
It took a few moments, but he finally spoke again. I waited with bated breath for the verdict Billy was about to present. In my mind flashed pictures of me heading down to La Push alone; it wasn't a happy prospect.
"When. Where." Were the words of hope Billy spoke.
"Tonight, at midnight, by the treaty line." Carlisle answer Billy's scratchy voice.
The dial tone told us that Billy had hung up; moments later Carlisle walked into the room.
"Alright, you heard Billy." As he spoke, I realized Dr. Cullen was speaking almost solely to me. "Tonight we will meet by the treaty line, in order to discuss Bella here." And cue the blush; I didn't like it when a big fus was made about me.
"Go get some sleep, Bella, honey. We will wake you up when it is time to go." Esme said. "I think Alice.."
"I have clothes for her!!" Alice all but shouted as she finished Esme's sentence. With that, the little vampire grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room.
It took a only a couple seconds to reach the next floor, and the mall. Or Alice's room, one of the two.
The place was huge, and stuffed to the brim with clothes, makeup, and tuns of pink. How Jasper did it, I have no idea. From amidst all of the clothes, Alice pulled down a single outfit.. a much too revealing outfit for pajamas.
"Alice, what is that?" I asked her, worry creeping into my voice as I eyed the excuse for clothes in front of me.
"Your pajamas silly." Alice said, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.
I simply looked at her with an incredulous look on my face. She had to be kidding.
"Um, yeah, I will sleep in my clothes, thanks." I told her before turning around and marching straight out the way I came, not wanting to see the pout I imagined Alice was now wearing.
Upon exiting Alice's room, I realized I had absolutely no idea where I was supposed to go. Where did Esme say I was sleeping? I didn't think she had mentioned where...
"Need some help?" Edward suddenly asked. I jumped, startled by his sudden appearance.
Wide eyed and panting I gasped, "Don't do that to me!" He had knocked the wind out of me by his sudden appearance.
Of course, he just laughed. "Ha, just wait until Emmett tries to scare you. I wasn't even trying." I was barely focusing on the words Edward was saying, I was too lost in his eyes. Wait, what was I saying?
I shook my head to rid myself of those thoughts. Now was definitely not the time. "Um yeah, anyway, where am I sleeping?" I asked him, looking down the hallway as though there might be some type of sign to direct me.
"Here, come on, I will show you." Edward said, beckoning me to follow him. It was actually only a few doors down from where we were standing. "This is the guest room." he said, pushing the wood door open for me.
Inside was a simple bed, with a light blue comforter on it. It was perfect. "Thanks," I told Edward sincerely, before turning to climb in the bed.
"Well," Edward said, rubbing the back of his neck as he spoke. Clearly, he was uncomfortable in this situation. "I will just let you get to sleep....ah yeah. Good night Bella."
I however, was almost too much asleep to hear him as he left. For the moment my head had hit the pillow, I was off to sleep.
As the protector, I never needed to sleep for very long, it was almost like an internal mechanism. The book had never told me on whether I would sleep after my change, but it didn't really matter to me.
As such, I was only out for a few hours before I began to wake up again, only this time someone was talking.
"This is going to be the best prank of all time!" A voice said, instantly I identified it as Emmett's. Hmm, I wonder...
"Emmett! Don't!!" This time it was Edward speaking, or hissing, at his brother.
"Aww come on Eddie!" Eddie? That was new. "I never get to play this kind of joke! No one hear ever sleeps!" The pout was evident in his voice; it took everything I had not to burst out laughing.
"No Emmett. What will Carlisle and Esme think?" Edward spoke, trying to reason with his brother.
"They aren't here! That's what is so brilliant!" Yeah, trying and failing to reason with his brother.
Instantly, I devised a plan. There were a couple tricks up my sleeve.
Opening my mind up, I reached for Emmett's consciousness, listening to his thoughts. From his point of view, there was a can of whipped cream in one hand and a feather in his other. Across from him stood Edward, with a frown on his face.
Quickly I thought to Edward, "Its Bella, just play along." Though he was startled by my sudden thoughts, I could hear the agreement in his mind. Internally, I smiled, this would be fun.
Using my thoughts, I jerked the feather out of Emmett's hand and levitated it up in front of his face. His reaction was priceless.
"HUH? What? GHOST!!!" As Emmett screamed he ran out of the room, throwing the whipped cream straight on Edward's face. The moment Emmett shut the door behind him, I sat up, laughing at the sight.
Edward's face was coated with the white whipped cream, a scowl on his face. I couldn't help myself; I doubled over laughing.
"Say cheese!" I heard another, pixie-like voice say as Alice danced into the room, bearing a camera.
Edward tried to move out of the picture, but it was too late. It was caught on film for the rest of his life... or eternity.
"Okay, well now that everyone has had their laughs," Edward began, glaring at us all. "We have to meet the wolves in less than ten minutes so I suggest we all get ready."
He glanced at me before leaving the room, Alice right behind him. This was going to be an interesting meeting, that was for sure.
Author's Note: So I hope you liked it! I promise the wolves will be in the next chapter! I just wanted to have a little snippet of the Cullens just being themselves.. and that phone call needed to take place :D Review Please!!! Until next time...
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