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Chapter
16 Paris (excerpt from New Moon.)
It was very dark when I turned off the headlights. Charlie had left in such a hurry that he'd forgotten to leave the porch lamp on. I felt a pang of doubt, staring at the house, deep in shadow. What if it was a trick?
I looked back at the black car, almost invisible in the night. No I knew that car.
Still, my hands were shaking even worse than before as I reached for the key above the door. When I grabbed the doorknob to unlock it, it twisted easily under my hand. I let the door fall open. The hallway was black.
I wanted to call out a greeting, but my throat was too dry. I couldn't quite seem to catch my breath.
I took a step inside and fumbled for the light switch. It was so black—like the black water… Where was that switch?
Just like the black water, with the orange flame flickering impossibly on top of it. Flame that couldn't be a fire, but what then…? My fingers traced the wall, still searching, still shaking.—
Suddenly, something Jacob had told me this afternoon echoed in my head, finally sinking in…She took off into the water, he'd said. The bloodsuckers have the advantage there. that's why I raced back home—I was afraid she was going to double back swimming
My hand froze in its searching, my whole body froze into place, as I realized why I recognized the strange orange color on the water.
Victoria's hair, blowing wild in the wind, the color of fire…
She'd been right there. Right there in the harbor with me and Jacob. If Sam hadn't been there, if it had been just the two of us…? I couldn't breathe or move.
The light flickered on, though my frozen hand had still not found the switch.
I blinked in the sudden light, and saw that someone was there, waiting for me.
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last bit was from the book the rest is me
Chapter 1 Bella's
POV
I stood there in the light, staring up at the kind, smiling face of Carlisle Cullen.
I couldn't control myself. I jolted, still half in shock, into his arms. As he hugged me, I felt the tears begin to pour out of me.
He pulled me to the couch, as I was still crying too hard to really control my legs.
I couldn't believe this. Carlisle was back.
I took a deep breath, trying desperately to calm myself. "I'm sorry… I'm just so happy right now. I missed you so much."
"I know, Bella, I missed you too." As he said this I calmed down quite a bit.
I noticed him wrinkle his nose at something. "What is it?"
"Do you smell something funny?"
"No."
"Hmm… I can swear I smell something like…" but here he trailed off, looking a little awkward.
I realized then that he didn't know that I knew about the werewolves. "I was spending the day in La Push; with Jake and his werewolf friends." I realized that I could tell him about the wolves because he was here last time; he was responsible for the treaty that kept him and his family safe from the Quileutes.
"What were you doing with a pack of werewolves?" his voice sounded worried.
"I've been hanging around Jake and his friends a lot since…" I couldn't finish the sentence, but he knew what I meant.
He looked out toward the window. "Bella I need to ask you to do something for me."
I looked up at his face, "what do you need, Carlisle?"
"I need you to come back with me. I need your help."
