And Then Came You

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A/N: I really hope that you enjoy this chapter. It's a little dark. Please review and give me suggestions on where to lead this story. Happy Readings!

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Fury

I was brought back to consciousness by the sound of steps approaching the area where I was. I heard screams and yelling around me. The cold lips, that not so long ago were against the skin of my arm were gone, replaces by the pain that followed.

I slowly opened my eyes, lifting my head slightly, trying to analyze my surroundings. The most horrific view that displayed before me was worse than the pain.

Papa Edward was standing behind Maria, holding her; she was hissing and growling trying to pull away from his clutch. His face was seriously somber.

Uncle Emmett and Uncle Jasper walked up to them, each grabbing one of her arm. Their eyes held fury. Anger was seething inside them, pouring through their perfect skin.

"Kill her! Jacob, kill her!" my mother yelled in anger. She was kneeling beside me; her voice was strange and unknown to me. Her features were darkened. I tried to follow her line of vision.

I found my father trembling. His whole body shook ferociously, until he became a blur and in his place a giant hairy beast, a russet colored wolf, appeared.

It slowly approached them. Its steps were meticulous and calculating. It growled, snarling at Maria. It was furious and I knew what it was thinking. It wanted revenge; revenge for hurting his daughter. I heard its thoughts, they were my father's.

The beast, my father, leaped, launching at Maria, biting her pale neck and beheading her in an instant. Her arms were moving and so was her body. It jerked in all directions with invisible force. Emmett smiled as he pulled her arm, ripping it with such force off her body. Jasper followed, throwing the other severed arm into the floor beside, Bella.

The beast proceeded to bite off a chunk of Maria's torso, continuously detaching large portions of her body. The metallic sound that came whenever he bit off a piece of her body was deafening. I wanted to place my hands over my ears to cover them. Maria was still screaming, profanities escaping her mouth.

I looked at the pile of pale flesh moving, as if trying to assemble themselves. Edward reached inside his pocket and pulled a lighter in his hands.

"Gather the pieces." he ordered.

I saw Bella, Alice and Rosalie collecting the pieces and placing them in a stack. Edward walked to it and placed fire on Maria's shattered pieces.

A satisfied growl escaped the giant wolf as he sauntered to where my mother and I were. I was afraid. I wanted to run. I was scared for my life. My family was not my family. They were demons that walked among the humans, pretending to be part of their humanity. I was probably a part of this family, a freak amongst freaks.

What was I? What am I?

**

Carlisle ran to where I laid and proceeded to examine me. His eyebrows knitted together worriedly. He looked around the familiar faces. His face contorted as if he wanted to cry, but no tear came out of his eyes.

I closed my eyes. The need to turn back into time remained in my heart. The hope for the 'normalcy' that was my life before all this madness occurred, burned brightly in my heart.

"She's bleeding heavily. Her heartbeat isn't beating strong. It might stop." Carlisle said his cold hand on my arm. He placed his hand over my chest and began to press over my heart. "Maria's poison must be running through her bloodstream. Killing her the way it does to a werewolf. We need to stop it."

Carlisle stared at my father. There was pain in his face.

"Nessie, she's your only daughter. You're going to have to try to suck the poison out." Edward said, sounding miserable.

I felt warm hands holding my arm, and then warm lips pressed against my skin where Maria had bit me. I felt the heat inside me begin to return. I felt drained and exhausted. I couldn't move my arms or leg. My mouth didn't follow the command my brain was sending. All I could do was lie on the floor, waiting for death to call my door.

"Nessie, we've to take her to the hospital immediately." Carlisle said, the tone of his voice was strained. "We can't treat her here with a house full of vampires. It's not safe."

I heard my mother shifting. "D-daddy, you drive. I c-cant…" she stuttered. She pressed her face against mine, her long bronze locks tickling my skin.

At least, she still felt the same, warm and safe. She was crying against my ears. "Baby, I love you. Don't leave me. Don't leave me, please!" she mumbled over and over again. I felt sad for her. I wanted to caress her pale warm skin. She was always so soft, so sweet and loving.

I felt Carlisle's hand on my forearm; he was tightening something around it.

"Emmett, you carry her. Don't move her too much. I have placed a tourniquet around her forearm to stop the bleeding." Carlisle ordered, removing his cold, firm hold from my arm.

"No," my father's voice commanded, "I'll carry her. I'll take her." he said somberly. His warm arms carried me in a gentle embrace. I stiffened, remembering the events that occur earlier. He walked steadily, not once letting go of me. He only stopped to get me into Edward's car.

I opened my eyes, staring at his black orbs, they were no longer filled with hatred and frustration, and there was only love. Only pure love for his daughter!

"Daddy, you're crying." I whispered, reaching my hand to touch his russet skin. I felt his hot tears in my hand and I too began to cry. "Don't-" The darkness surrounded me, engulfing me in its hot hold. I was literally in hell.

**

"Mama Bella," I whispered, as I opened my eyes, "where are my Jacob and Nessie? I want to see them." I said trying to sit up on my bed.

"I want my Edward, Alice, Rose, Emmett, Jazz, Grandpa and Grandmother. I want to see them all, too." I begged, reaching for her pale, cold hand.

I watched as she moved gracefully towards me. A relieved smile was on her beautiful face. "You're awake!" she cried, hugging me tightly. "You had us scare, young lady." she said in a mock tone, shaking her head and pointing at me.

"Where am I?" I looked around and found myself in a strange room, full of machines and cold yellow walls. I was in a hospital.

"How did I get here?" I asked, lying for the first time. I knew what had happened. I knew everything that had transpired.

"Ali, you don't remember?" Bella said, staring at me strangely. She sat beside me and held me tight against her chest.

"You really don't remember, sweetie?" she asked softly, placing her chin over my head. She wasn't breathing, there was no heart beat to indicate that she was alive. I swallowed hard and went rigid.

She softly turned me to face her. "Ali, you do remember, don't you?" she asked concerned.

I shook my head. "I remember some things, a snake, screams and pain." I fibbed shamelessly. It was Bella's turned to stiff.

She stroked my face with her cold hands and gave me a sad smile. Her mind began to display images of the terrifying event.

**

Bella stayed near me until the rest of our family appeared through the door. Aunt Alice was the first one to hover over me. She had a giant pink bunny on her hands. A bright smile displayed on her face.

"Ali! You're awake. Auntie Alice brought you a gift. I hope you like it." she said excitedly. She placed the stuffed animal on my lap and gave me a tight hug. "You've grown since you been in the hospital. We have to buy you more clothes." she said, clapping her hand as she moved away from me.

"Any excuse to go shopping!" Emmett teased, walking next to my bed and handing me a bunch of balloons. "How are you, kid?" his face filled with concern.

"I'm fine. I missed you!"

"I definitely missed you!" he said, patting my head and sitting next to me in the bed. I leaned my head against his chest, smiling at them. I was going to hide my memories of the eventful evening. They were still my caring family; nothing was ever going to change that.

Rosalie sauntered to the bed. She was sad; for once she wasn't worried about her appearance or looks. She was sincerely concerned about my welfare. She saw me as her own child.

"I'm glad you are OK. You scared me to death, Rosalice. Don't ever wander around like that." she cried, except there were no tears in her eyes.

"I promise. I won't go anywhere alone." I smiled. She was beautiful and even though she rarely showed it, she cared for her family. I watched her sit on Emmett's lap. She reached for my arm and smiled down at me.

I grinned at her. I wanted to bawl and just cry out my frustration. I hated being in this body. I hated my thoughts and I hated hearing other people's thought. It was overwhelming, tremendously overwhelming. This people in the room had no privacy of their thoughts. They were all replaying the same event, different points of view, but nonetheless, the same.

Jazz leaned against the doorframe. His eyes were on me. He could sense my desperation, because suddenly a wave of calmness washed over me. I was thankful for the tranquility that overcame me.

I smiled at him, extending my arms in front of me. He walked passed Alice and Bella, stopping only when Rose and Emmett got off from my bed. He sat next to me and reciprocated the hug. I inhaled his sweet scent and buried my face in his muscular chest.

"Thank you." I whispered and silently cried.

"Thank you for loving me!" I said, scanning the room, searching each face, each emotion.

A few minutes later, Esme, Carlisle and Edward walked into the room. They brought me presents and hugged me. I was feeling happy and elated. Every time Jasper noticed that I was getting sad, he sent a powerful wave of happiness upon me.

Edward gave me an iPod shuffle filled with classical songs that he knew I enjoyed. It also had my lullaby. I smiled at him, when I heard his rich voice pouring through the headphones; the melody was soft and alluring.

"Papa, thank you so much." I said excitedly.

He placed a hand on my shoulder and smiled. I removed the headphones and placed them next to the iPod on my lap. "Thank you. I don't deserve this." I said, shyness overcoming me.

I scratched my forehead and smiled sheepishly. Everyone laughed.

"You remind us so much of Bella. She never wanted presents unless they were made." Edward said, walking up to my grandmother. He touched her mahogany colored hair and held it in his hand. She smiled lovingly at him. There was no word to describe it; it was a strong bond that united our family: it was love.

Esme gave me a hug. "My baby girl, you don't know how empty the house has been without you." she sighed, giving my hand a gentle squeeze. "Grandpa and I bought you a gift, but it's too big to bring here. We left it in the house. You can have it as soon as you get better."

I'd part of my family with me. I was somewhat complete. There was something missing. I missed my father's warm hands, his thick voice calling me Jacobina. I missed my mother's sweet kisses and her tender hugs. But still, there was a large void in the center of my heart that made me ache.

There was emptiness in the room. Something was amiss. There was grief in their eyes. Sorrow filled the stale air of the room.

I seized Esme's hand and brought it to my face. I caressed it and without her noticing began to see her memories.

They were blurry, a little too hazy. I saw her standing in our large living room near my mother, her hand over her heart. My mother's voice was shaken and hurt.

"We can't raise her around people like us. She's not strong enough to know what her family is. Did you see the face she made, when she saw Jacob phase? I know she saw how we killed Maria. I can't put her through this again. I can't." she cried, her voice filled with desperation.

My mother paced every angle of the room. Her hand was covering her mouth.

"We've decided to leave. We're taking her back to La Push. She's not safe here." my mother said with finality. "We've already decided to tell her that Jacob got a job in Washington and that we're moving." she said determined.

She turned to face the rest of the family. "When she asks about you all, we are going to tell her that her family died in a car accident. She'll never see you again. I don't want what's left of her life to be lived in our shadows. Ali will never know that her Mama Bella is her mother's age. She won't know that Papa Edward is over a hundred and twenty years old. She won't ever know that we're immortals, vampires. Never!" she began to cry as she exited the room, without looking back.

I cried. I cried until there were no tears left in me. I cried until I became a walking corpse. Until this day, I regret my disobedience. I regret not paying attention to Uncle Jasper, when he told me to not wander the house alone the day of my birthday. I regret that my waywardness destroyed this beautiful family. For once, I regretted my existence.

A/N: I did this chapter six times. I wasn't satisfied with it. I rewrote it, reread it, and rewrote it again. I hope that you enjoy reading it. In the next chapter Ali will be away from her beloved family. I hope I get reviews regarding what to do next. I am always open to suggestions. Have a sweet day! Heed the bunny's advice: REVIEW!

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