The Reveal

"It's not that easy." I heard Gabriel said. "As far as she knows, I am her only living family. Don't make me take that away from her." He begged. Gabriel is known for his softness. He is known for his manners, but for him to beg like that, it was just plain wrong.

I woke up in a bed unfamiliar to me, yet I felt so at home. Still a little dazed from losing too much blood, I still tried to get up from the bed. I reached for the red liquid-filled bag and slowly walked toward the the loud voices. Still a little wobbly, I held on to anything I could reach for support.

"Ma chérie. What are you doing?" Gabriel said alarmed. In a swift movement I was already in his arms. "Don't scare me like that." He whispered.

"Don't leave me." I muffled a reply as I buried my face in his chest. Gently he stroked my hair as he sat back where he was. I could feel five other pairs of vampire eyes focused on me. I did not care, well, at least I don't think I did. All I know is that I never wanted to be parted from Gabriel. Not ever.

"Are you feeling any better my dear?" a fatherly voice said. I turned to look at him before answering him. His face was calm and passionate, I just nodded in response.

"Ou sont vos manières ma chere?" Gabriel said. I just frowned. "Pardon her manners today, Carlisle. I have no idea what has gotten into her." He said sarcastically. The man just smiled nodding, as if he understood.

"Gabe, why are we here?" I asked him. "What aren't you telling me? What is wrong with me?" I questioned him. He hesitated for an answer. " I want to know. I need to know, Gabriel. You may have an eternity to delay, but I don't have that luxury. So please, if you will..."

"Jasper is your grandfather." Gabriel finally spoke. As if that was a cue, the Cullens rose up from their seats and left us alone in the big room. "Well, not grandfather per se, he's more like your great grandfather's grandfather." He continued. I straighten up my body on him. "I don't know the whole story. I wasn't sure at first. But everything about you checked out. The smell of your blood, your family history, even your visions."

"But you?" I said suddenly.

"I swore to Jasper when we met a long time ago, I would never taste a drop of his descendant. I swore to protect them if they ever stepped into my territory. When I heard that your mother were going to marry Angelo Alfero, I was afraid they'd come and settle where you lived. Alfero has a history that makes many people never want to even get near him. Your mother, perhaps, is the only one that even wanted to be friends with him. Jasmine Whitlock. That was her name. She was to me what Alice is to Jasper, but I never got the chance. Even if I would, I couldn't." Gabriel explained.

"I know I never asked this. How old are you?" I questioned.

"Physically 25. I was born in 1603. I was changed in 1628. I was fighting in the thirty years war at the time. I was badly injured but I refused to die. A man, an angel, came and made me who I am." He answered patiently as if he knew that more was coming.

"What's my real name?" I asked.

"Catherine Conti Alfero. Born on 31st October 1993. The only child of Jasmine Jasper Whitlock and Angelo Conti Alfero. Your father is an Italian aristocrat with numerous religious enemies. You had half brothers, Edoardo and Vittorio. That night as always I was watching over you and your mother. The fire was so great. Edoardo and Vittorio were killed before the fire even started." He said.

"Stop. I don't want to hear anymore. Please." I begged.

"I didn't know how to tell you." Gabriel admitted. "I was scared you would run from me." He said. My mind could not come up with an argument to what he had said. "Carlisle was an old friend of mine. I came here once and I met Jasper." Gabriel continued despite having me ignoring him.

"I just joined the Cullens when he first saw me." A strong yet velvety voice said from the door startled me. I look up and saw his face. The face in my visions, in my dreams, the face in the picture in my locket. Immediately I knew who he was.

"Jasper." Gabriel uttered his name. It sounded so perfect.

"I brought Gabriel back to Texas. I wanted to see my fiancée again. When we got there, Mary Anne was dead. She killed herself when she got to know that I died in the war. I had a baby boy, Adam."Jasper said telling his story as he neared me and sat opposite me and Gabriel. "When the village folks recognize me, they accuse of me being a witch. That is why I came back here and settled down. Those people were so determined, that they wanted to kill all of my brothers and sisters by burning them."

"Witches." I said quite fascinated. "Could the fire be…?" I tried to ask Gabriel the questioned. I did not need to complete my question. He knew perfectly what I was going to ask. He just nodded in response.

I was puzzled yet again. Why did I not bleed at the presence of Jasper. Many questions were playing in my mind. Yet none I hold the answer to. Gabriel continued to play with my hair as I laid my head back on his chest.

"Catherine, what's wrong?" Gabriel questioned.

"You were going to leave me here with them." I suddenly accused him, my voice low but accusing. He was shocked. Jasper was shocked. "You were going to leave me and go back to being alone." Gabriel just shook his head. Not in disapproval of the statement but as disappointment towards my open-ness today.

"Not right now." A chirpy voice chipped in as a small figure happily came towards us and sat beside Jasper. "He too is constantly changing his mind on whether or not to leave you." Alice said, she had a smile that could light up a very dark room.

"Which means you have thought about it. Which means there is a possibility." I said. "I don't care what happened to my family. I never cared, I never remembered." I spoke the unexpected. My voice trembled with pain. Jasper looked away. I stood up in front of Gabriel, he was looking down as well. I could feel his disappointment. I cupped his face up so that he would be facing me. "You are my family." I said softly. "You promise me that."

Gabriel's eyes turned glassy. The golden flakes in his eyes froze still. "Don't say that. I am nothing." Gabriel said.

"You're not nothing." I screamed. I ran as fast as I could towards the front door. There was no way I could outrun them but I just ran until my chest felt tight. The rain did not stop me either. Nothing did until I bumped into something so beautiful, so strong and yet so compassionate.

"You're not the only one." He spoke quietly. He swung me behind his back and held to my hands just in his one hand. He was fast. He ran faster than Gabriel. Now I was sure I did outrun them. He sat me down on the grass at a clearing. Looked up at him questioning.

"I don't read minds. I can't see the future and I can't control people's emotion. One thing I can do, is deal with little sisters." He spoke. "I had a sister about your age, when I was turned." He said smiling as he wiped the tears at the corner of my eyes. His eyes were filled with sadness and hope.

"Who are you?" I asked, my voice cracked.

"I was Emmett McCarthy, now I'm Emmett Cullen." He answered smiling. "Who are you and why did you run away from my house?" He questioned.

"I was Catherine Lécuyer, now I'm Catherine Conti Alfero." I answered him. His eyes went almost flat black. It was the kind Gabriel had when he had to hunt and stay away from home for a few weeks. The kind that scares me to my core.

"Don't be afraid Kitty. I'm not that hungry yet." He said, realizing my fear. He looked so strong, like he could break me into pieces even if he wasn't a vampire. "So why did you run away?" He asked interested.

"I don't know." I said quietly. "My Gabriel was thinking to leave me with you guys." I said. I never called Gabriel my Gabriel. Am I getting too close with him? Why do I need him so much?

"Gabriel Lécuyer?" He asked in disbelief. I nodded. "There, there, come on now, it can't be that bad to live here." He teased. I narrowed my eyes at him in disbelief. "I mean if you go back with Gabriel, you're alone with him and you will always move. Here you could stay with all of us and we could play baseball sometimes." Emmett said trying to coax me.

"I was in the hospital for five weeks and no one came to claim me. Gabriel picked me up and took care of me. He saved me." I said in vain trying to reason.

"Then why did you run away from him?" He asked patiently. I just kept as quiet as possible. I had no answer for it. There was be no answer for it. Slowly he rose to a standing position. He must be standing at least a foot or more taller than when I'm standing. He extended his muscular arms towards me. "Let's go. He must be worried about you."

I took his hand but I shook my head. "If he is worried, he wouldn't be leaving me." I said.

"If you didn't want to go back there, you would not be standing now." He replied with a smile. I have heard the stories of the Cullens. Gabriel always described Edward as the most striking amongst all and Emmett as the most frightening. But when I see them, Emmett is far more gentle than Edward. "Climb on my back." Emmett said. I stepped on a rock and jumped on his back. He ran swiftly between the trees. I could feel the wind rushing by my side, I felt as if I was flying.

"Thank you." I whispered as he put me back on the ground. He just nodded. He smiled his brilliant smile again as he saw Rosalie approaching him.

"Shall we?" He asked. Rosalie went to his side and they disappear through the woods together in a blur. A cold smooth hand touched my shoulder gently. I looked up at him.

"I'm sorry for thinking such things." He said as he scooped me up. I nodded. "Ne fuir jamais, ma cherie." He whispered to my ears. I leaned my head on his shoulder as I nodded. "Let's get you warmed up before you catch a cold." He said.

I was changing when Alice came in through the door. "He's scared he'll hurt you." She said suddenly. I looked at her questioningly. "He's also scared he'll lose you." She continued as she sat on the long black sofa. This used to be her room. But since Edward married Bella and moved to their new house, Alice took his.

"But I am not going anywhere. He's the one who wants to leave." I argued.

"Sit." She instructed. I sat on the bed they had put in just for me. Alice was at least nine feet away from where I was. "Catherine, it's not that Gabe doesn't want you to be with him, it's that he thinks it's too dangerous to ask you to be with him." She defended Gabriel.

"I've been with him for years. What haven't I seen?" I said.

"You might have seen what kind of monsters we could be, but you have never seen how we kill our kind. That is the kind of thing he wants to protect you from." Alice said. "You are a rare case, like what Bella was to us. Family, but a human."

"The only difference between us is that I eat food and you drink blood." I argued. "Gabe might not be as civilized as you are but he tries to be when he's with me."

"Have you seen him drinking human blood?" She questioned.

"Just don't tell him." I nodded a replied.

"That is why you are a danger to be with him." She said shaking her head. "Like us, Gabe is in control of his lust for blood. But you have no idea of the strength it takes for him to resist your blood. The strength for him just to be with you. He still feeds off humans, that makes you that much vulnerable to him." Alice said.

I turned my face from her. Quietly a cold hand touched my shoulder. I look up and saw a face of an angel. "You wouldn't do that, would you?" I questioned Gabriel. He just shook his head.

"That is why I have to be away from you. That is why I need to know you're safe." He said softly. "Catherine, I'm sorry to have to leave you. Maybe you can think of it as me going for a long hunt. Like I used to be away for a week."

"Gabe, then I knew you were coming back, this time I don't know when will I will see you again." I reasoned.

"You will be fine, Ma chérie." He whispered in my ears as he hugged me. I buried my face in his chest, soaking his white shirt with my tears. "I love you, always."

"Don't leave me." I tried again.

"I'm sorry. I don't have the right to make that decision." He said. "Think of it this way. You have eight angels to look over you now. You don't have to move that much and you can dance again." He said pulling away from me to look down in my eyes. I just nodded. "I'll always be in here." He said as he touched my heart.

He took out his linen and folded it into the shape of a heart and put it in my hand. In the blink of an eye, he was gone. Alice, Bella, Esme and Rosalie surrounded me in his place. My throat tightened. I want to be strong, I don't want to cry any more.

"Everything is going to be fine,." I heard Jasper's voice say. I wanted to scream at him. Why does he have to exist? Why does he have to ask Gabriel to take me to him? Anger and frustration swelled inside of me, I wanted to explode. Jasper winced. I know he sensed what I felt. At that moment I want him to feel what I felt. All the hurt and the frustration in me.

"Leave me alone." I whispered. They all rose except Alice. I know she truly cared. But I needed to be alone. "Please." I said. Esme said something to them quickly that I could not catch. They all just nodded and went out of the room.

"I'll be down stairs if you need me." Esme said as she stroked my hair gently. Suddenly I could not contain my tears anymore, I broke into tears and she hold me lovingly in her maternal embrace. "Let it out. It will soon be fine." She said whispering in my ears. I cried myself to sleep in her arms that night.

Translation:

"Ou sont vos manières ma chere?" Gabriel said. I just frowned. "Pardon her manners today, Carlisle. I have no idea what has gotten into her." He said sarcastically. The man just smiled nodding, as if he understood.

Translation: "Where are you manners, my dear?" Gabriel said. I just frowned. "Pardon her manners today, Carlisle. I have no idea what has gotten into her." He said sarcastically. The man just smiled nodding, as if he understood.

"I'm sorry for thinking such things." He said as he scooped me up. I nodded. "Ne fuir jamais, ma cherie." He whispered to my ears. I leaned my head on his shoulder as I nodded. "Let's get you warmed up before you catch a cold." He said.

Translation: "I'm sorry for thinking such things." He said as he scooped me up. I nodded. "Don't run away, my dear.." He whispered to my ears. I leaned my head on his shoulder as I nodded. "Let's get you warmed up before you catch a cold." He said.