Alright. This is way overdue, but I finally have the final installment typed up and this is it. I'm not proud of it, now that I've improved as a writer and had a chance to look back and realize this chapter was way too far gone to even attempt to redo. And I hate the ending, but any change would only lengthen the story and this one has gone on far enough, don't you think? ^^' I'll leave it up to your imaginations *makes rainbow gesture with hands* to figure out what happens next.
So please enjoy and thank you so much for following me and/or this story. I know it has taken quite some time but the fact that you are here reading it now makes me feel happy and grateful to you.
So, like I said, please enjoy this final installment of Reincarnate.
I sat her down gently out behind the building.
"Bella" I called, she wheezed in response, "Bella, look at me."
Her eyes were closed as I ran a hand through her hair, trying to calm her.
"Let me through, Edward." Carlisle told me, "I need to help."
I moved to her side and clasped her hand tightly.
Her eyes flew open, though glazed, and her breathing kicked up.
I pulled my hand away quickly, but she protested.
"NO!" she tried to squeak out. She grabbed my hand and looked me square in the eye, "Don let go. Don't you ever let go!"
Helpless, trapped in the baby blue of her eyes, all I could do was nod.
I wasn't really aware of where I was anymore. My consciousness kept swimming in and out and I couldn't make sense of anything but the weight of Edward's hand in mine. In between my waking moments, a flood of memories came back to me… but not of this life… the previous life.
A crazy night in Port Angeles; a drive to "Seattle"; a first kiss; a first night shared; a sat out, disastrous baseball game; an eon of crushing grief; a heart-pounding rescue/escape; a proposal; a graduation; a compromise; a vicious army; an amazing escape; a wedding; a first night loved; a second; a third; a baby; a change; a clear first night loved; a second; a third; a frightening encounter where I felt positive I would be killed; the elation after I wasn't
Then I could tell I was close to waking when the memories stopped and everything went black. A figure of myself stood in front of me, only she had brown eyes.
She smiled at me, her eyes wet from crying.
I looked around.
"Am I dead?" I asked.
She shook her head, "No. Just sleeping." That was even my voice.
"Who are you?"
"I am Edward's."
The answer was so simple and matter-of-fact, but I felt the need to clarify, "The one he lost?"
"What does that mean?"
She laughed a little, "It means that while we may be different people, we share the same soul. You are Edward's too."
I paused, "I suppose that's not a bad thing."
She chuckled hard once, "You'll find it will be very beneficial."
"You still have much to learn, and I'm not allowed to tell you. What I can tell you will be confusing until you find the puzzle piece to connect it all."
I nodded her on."
"Renesmee is Edward's daughter. She is also mine, which makes her yours."
"But they look the same age."
"Tell Edward to read this." She handed me a piece of paper.
"This is a dream. How am I supposed to give it to him?"
"Remember this, Bella." She said, her form wavering, "Your souls are connected. Our souls." She turned into mist suddenly and rushed towards me.
My eyes flew open.
The room was white; the bed was hard; someone sat next to me; someone whose hand was still in mine.
I looked up at him and noticed that his eyes were black, "You stayed." I spoke in a raspy voice, "You didn't let go."
"I told you I wouldn't." He replied in a gentle voice.
I looked around, "How long was I out?"
"About a week." He frowned a bit, "When Jane ran into you, she broke a rib and punctured a lung. They had to get you a new one."
"A new lung huh? That fits."
He laughed a little, "I'm just glad you're okay."
I pulled him in for a hug. It looked as if he needed it.
A crinkle in my hand had me looking down. A piece of white paper lay there silently.
When I gave him a the note, he looked like he might cry. Then I told the whole family of my dream.
"She said there was a lot you needed to tell me?" I asked.
Edward sighed, "Bella… we're not human." He said which perplexed me, but he continued, "We're vampires. We drink blood. We're impossibly strong and fast, and our senses are far superior to yours."
"Do you… kill people?"
He shook his head, "Only animals."
"How much do you remember?" Carlisle asked me.
"Everything… but the vampire factor." I replied, "Kinda makes it all piece together."
He contemplated my words.
"Was Jane a vampire?"
Edward nodded, though his teeth were clenched, "She left the message for us too. Just to let us know that she knew there was a reincarnation; that there was you. She killed the old Bella and she wanted to kill you too. He ran off before we could catch her though."
I touched his face, then looked around. My eyes rested on Renesmee, "I never knew I had a daughter."
She smiled at me and took my free hand.
"So what does that mean? What do I do?" I asked.
"You could come back to us, Bella." Edward suggested, " I miss you. We all do."
I nodded, "Of course."
Yeah… not my best work, but it gets the job done.
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