Somewhere Out There

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Author's Note: Hey, welcome back! It's xColor-My-World, back for more action. Are you in or are you out? Ha-ha. Hopefully you'll remember me from my last infamous story, or probably not. If you haven't read Something to Believe In, please click the back button and start doing so! Because reading this first will result into the dangers of confusion and major spoilers of STBI. Beware! And if you're a first-timer and you're still here, CLICK BACK NOW and begin reading my previous work! But if you're familiar with the story, continue on… please. I insist. Also, please leave a review when you've finished. It'll only take a minute of your time, you have my word.

Summary: The sequel to Something to Believe In. It's about time Jacob and Renesmee got back from their honeymoon. Meanwhile, Melanie has moved into the Clearwater household, much to Leah's disapproval of course. Carlisle runs some tests on Melanie, despite of Seth's protests. And with that mysterious mail coming from the woman who remains anonymous, what could possibly go wrong? I mean, it's all a joke… Or is it?

And you thought that chapter fourteen of Something to Believe In was the end—THINK AGAIN! It's only the beginning, folks! Prepare for the story of a lifetime… (Or not.)

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Melanie's POV

I sat on the stool at the counter of the Cullens' kitchen. My light-skinned arm lay turned over so that my palm was facing upright. I pulled my sleeve up above my elbow and slipped my free hand into Seth's, who watched me carefully searching for any signs of discomfort. I sighed, shaking my head as I turned to face him. I smiled at him reassuringly, "It's all right, and it's not going to hurt. Jasper's not here anyway, so there's no chance at my life being at risk." Seth frowned at me, and I obviously wasn't helping. I leaned in to kiss his cheek, "Sorry that was a bad joke."

Carlisle came in with gloves and a syringe in his right hand. In the other were a silver tray and two alcohol packets and also a band aid. He sat down in the other stool, the opposite direction of us. He set the tray and the syringe down. He then ripped open one of the packets and pulled out an alcohol tissue and wiped an area of skin on my arm. He then pushed down on the plunger and looked at me. "Ready?" I nodded and Seth's grip on my hand only increased.

"Tell me, why you're doing this again?" he said, biting his lip.

"Because he wants to know what kind of effect my blood has on their venom." I reminded him, sticking my tongue out at him. He shrugged, trying to keep his mind off of everything. "You know, you can leave if you want."

"No, I'll stay." He sighed. "But then, doesn't it have the same effect than a regular human's? I mean, she can't be that different."

"You really never know until you find out." Carlisle said. Closer… Closer… Then the needle hit. It went through my skin then into my vein. I watched as Carlisle pulled on the plunger, as slowly as he could, careful of what he was doing. I could tell that he was clearly a professional doctor. I was also surprised about how much control he had. He didn't seem tempted to drink my blood, and showed no signs of it.

"Don't take too much…" Seth said quietly. He winced at the sight of my blood being drawn. I know how much pain it caused him while he saw me being hurt or endangered in any way. But we both knew for a fact that it was for my benefit, as Carlisle said. I also understood that the reason he disapproved of my current actions was because he didn't want me to become a test subject like the real Melanie.

But this time, it was my choice.

"Okay, it's over." Carlisle said. He pulled out the needle and placed the syringe onto the silver tray. He ripped open the other packet of alcohol and wiped my arm clean. He then tore open a band aid packet and placed it onto my arm, where the shot had taken its place. "Thanks again for coming."

Carlisle took his items and walked away to his office, leaving us alone in the kitchen. I pulled my sleeve back down and Seth's grip loosened itself. I grinned at him, "Told you so."

"Yeah, yeah." Seth laughed nervously. He seemed to be glad the whole scene was over. He leaned in and kissed me lightly, "Shouldn't we pick up Jacob and Nessie by now?" I looked at the clock, realizing it was 4:47 PM. The plane was going to land at 5:10, leaving us with only twenty-three minutes to get there.

"Shoot, we gotta run!" I said, pulling Seth behind me.

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We were lucky. There was no traffic so we had no trouble getting there. It only took us about twenty minutes, so we had three minutes to spare. We waited… waited… and waited… while Seth growled occasionally at other men who've dared to look at me for more than five seconds. I sighed, and then leaned in to whisper into his ear. "Calm down! There's no need to be upset." I smiled at him and kissed him lightly on his cheek. Then I regained my original posture, only to see a girl eyeing him from afar. "Wait, I'll be right back…" I mumbled, releasing my hand from his. "Do they sell baseball bats here?"

"And you tell me to calm down?" he chuckled at me. I shot the female a glare and she saw me doing so. Suddenly, she ignored me and started waving flirtatiously at Seth, who saw that I was losing my temper.

"That's it!" I said. I began to walk straight up to the curly blonde freak who'd dared to take one good look at my fiancée, who followed me from behind, calling my name repeatedly. She stood there and grinned at me, just waiting for trouble to erupt. I smiled sweetly at her, "You know what? If I could be one person for a day, it sure as hell wouldn't be you."

"Hah! Nice threat."

"Shouldn't you be flirting with your own man or whatever he is?"

"That's why I'm here—"

"So he can tell you you're ugly? Great!"

"For your information, little girl, I just came back from the beauty parlor."

"Aw, too bad it was closed."

"Excuse me? What's your problem?"

"I don't have one, you're just a sissy."

"Everyone is entitled to be stupid, but you abuse the privilege."

"Oh, I'm sorry… Out of curiosity however, how many times exactly did your parents drop you as a baby?"

"She laughed. "Don't hate me because I'm beautiful; hate me because your boyfriend thinks so." Then she turned to Seth, winked, and he denied it in a whisper.

Then I jumped reaching for her skinny little neck.

But someone pulled on the hood of my sweater, causing me to lose my balance quite a bit.

And it wasn't Seth.

"Hey, why'd you—"I turned and suddenly all my problems vanished in a flash of light. I smiled, my face lit up with such joy and happiness that it was impossible to contain. "Renesmee!"

"Melanie!" she giggled and she hugged me quickly. "I heard you were going to have dinner and I was thinking we'd double?" she looked at the blonde curly haired freak and I realized that she was talking about her…except I wasn't sure if she was being serious or not. "My, what do we have here?"

The blonde laughed at us. "You brought back up? So very mature!"

"Listen, blondie. Didn't you read that sign that says 'No Dogs Allowed' Oh, that's right. Dogs can't read… but seriously, I've had steaks with more meat than you. Run along now, because if you do decide to come back and mess with this girl and her boyfriendeven more… I will hunt you down. Yeah, you better be afraid! RUN WHILE YOU STILL CAN!"

And trust me; I've never seen someone run so fast in all my life, especially with her "tail" between her legs. Well… besides the vampires and werewolves of course. I grinned and we exchanged a high five. "Good work, Mrs. Black!" I laughed. "I hope no offense was taken." We both looked innocently at the boys, with our best puppy dog expressions.

"None taken." They grinned, both agreeing. But I could tell they both looked uncomfortable, afraid really, of what was going to happen next. Renesmee and I both laughed, all of us heading to the garage. Jacob and Seth walked behind us, updating each other in the latest news.

"Fiancée is an understatement though." I stuck my tongue out at her.

She mimicked me. "Hey, just trying to make you look good!"

I sighed, chuckling softly as I hung my arm over her shoulder. "I'm really glad you're back in Forks, Nessie." She did the same, hanging her arm over my shoulder.

"It's good to be back, Mel." She whispered. She looked to see at how much Forks changed. Her eyes traveled everywhere, from car to car, even thought it wasn't much. But I could tell she missed it, she missed me, and most importantly the family who brought her here in the first place. "It's good to be back…"

Watch out people of Forks, I thought. The girls are back and ready for action.

And let the games begin.