Bella McLeod
Healer
This is my first Twilight fic, and it is a femlash, featuring Bella and Rosalie as a couple. So, if you don't like, please head somewhere else.
As an introduction, you may want to read "Snape McLeod" since the Bella that trained Tobias there is the same one here, only a decade later. It's not a requirement for you to read it, especially since I will try and untangle things as the story progresses. I altered the timeline to fit my needs, so… she met Snape in 1997, they parted ways in 2000 and it is now 2011, when she moves to Forks with Charlie.
Bare in mind that I do not own Twilight, nor its characters, so if you recognize any of them, THEY'RE NOT MINE. I only own the idea of making Bella Swan part of Clan McLeod.
I also not own the Highlander series, characters and concepts.
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Bella McLeod
Chapter 06
Healer
"Do you want a ride to Seattle?"
"With who?" She asked, mystified.
"Myself, obviously." I enunciated every syllable. Bella seemed stunned.
"Why?"
"Well, I was planning to go to Seattle in the next few weeks, and, to be honest, I'm not sure if your truck can make it."
"My truck works just fine, thank you very much for your concern." She started to walk again.
"But can your truck make it there on one tank of gas?" I asked matching her pace again.
"I don't see how that is any of your business."
"The wasting of finite resources is everyone's business."
"Honestly, Rose." I felt a thrill go through me as she called me Rose instead of Rosalie, as she usually did. "I can't keep up with you. You ignored me, so I though you didn't want to be my friend"
"Well, I did ignore you. But there's a reason for that. And I don't want to be your friend."
"Oh, thanks, now that's all cleared up." Heavy sarcasm. She had stopped walking, we were now under the shelter of the cafeteria roof.
"Look, I don't want us to be just friends… but I can accept friendship if that is all you can offer me," I explained "The truth is I'm tired of trying to stay away from you, Bella." I looked into her eyes, trying to let her know with that gesture that I was being honest. "Will you go with me to Seattle?" I asked. She didn't speak, she just nodded her head. I smiled at her. "I'll walk you to class." I escorted her in silence to her English class. As soon as she entered the classroom I could hear Mr. Mason addressing her.
"Thank you for joining us, Miss Swan," Mr. Mason said in a displeased tone. I chuckled again and walked to the cafeteria. I sat alone at a table where I could see when Bella came in. I just sat there, thinking about this whole thing. She was different, and I couldn't figure her out. There was a lot to her there.
What did Clara mean when she said that because of her Charlie has a job? What had she done to make Bella in the need to come here? What was that accident they talked about, even with Charlie? What is Duncan's real relationship to Bella? These and many more questions went unanswered while I pondered about the mystery that Bella was.
Finally, she and her friends came in and sat at their usual table. Edward, being able to listen to my thoughts, told my siblings that I needed the space for now. I focused my attention solely on Bella. She was mesmerizing.
Jessica babbled on and on about her dance plans to Bella, and apparently the other two girls, Lauren and Angela, had asked the other boys out and they were all going together.
"Rosalie Hale is staring at you again," Jessica said. "I wonder why she's sitting alone today." Bella's head snapped up and followed Jessica's gaze to see me.
I smiled to Bella, I just couldn't help it. Once she was focused on me I raised one hand and motioned with my index finger for her to join me, while winking at her.
"Does she mean you?" Jessica asked Bella.
"Apparently we are in talking terms again. But I don't get her" Said Bella still looking at me.
"You should go and see what she wants" said Angela nudging her.
I could see them staring after her as she walked toward me. When she reached the table, she stood behind the chair across from me, unsure.
"Why don't you sit with me today?" I asked, smiling. She sat down watching me with caution.
"This is different," She finally managed.
"Well… I already told you, I decided to get to know you better. So if I'm going to hell, I might as well do it thoroughly."
"You know I don't have any idea what you mean," she eventually pointed out.
"I know." I smiled again, and then changed the subject. "I think your friends are angry with me for stealing you."
"They'll survive."
"I may not give you back, though, I don't want to." I said with a wicked grin. She gulped loudly, which made me laugh. "You look worried."
"No," She said, her voice broke. "Surprised, actually… what brought all this on?" She was telling the truth, she was surprised, not worried. Quite interesting
"I told you… you seem to not want to pay attention. I got tired of staying away from you. So I'm giving up. To hell with consequences" I was still smiling.
"Giving up?" She repeated in confusion.
"Yes… giving up trying to be good for my family. I'm just going to do what I want now, and let the chips fall where they may."
"You lost me again." She said.
"I always say too much when I'm talking to you, that's one of the problems."
"Don't worry… I don't understand any of it," she said wryly.
"I'm counting on that."
"So, in plain English, are we friends now?"
"Friends…" I mused.
"Or not," She muttered making me grin.
"Well, we can try, I suppose. But I'm warning you now, I want more than friendship." I told her still smiling.
"You said that before," She noted.
"Yes, because you're not listening to me. I'm still waiting for you to believe it. If you're smart, you'll avoid me, though."
"I think you've made your opinion on the subject of my intellect clear, too." Her eyes narrowed. "So, as long as I'm being… not smart, we'll try to be friends?" So I confuse her as much as she confuses me. Good.
"That sounds about right." She fondled with her lemonade. "What are you thinking?" I asked curiously after a minute of silence between us, she looked up into my eyes
"I'm trying to figure out what you are." My jaw tightened, I had forgotten about that. To concentrated on figuring her out myself. But I kept on the smile in place.
"Are you having any luck with that?" I asked her.
"Not too much," She admitted.
"What are your theories?" She blushed, but kept silent. "Won't you tell me?" I asked.
She shook her head. "Too embarrassing."
"That's really frustrating, you know," I complained.
"No," She disagreed quickly, her eyes narrowing, "I can't imagine why that would be frustrating at all… just because someone refuses to tell you what they're all about, even if all the while they're making cryptic little remarks specifically designed to keep you up at night wondering what they could possibly mean… now, why would that be frustrating? Or better," she continued, pent-up annoyance flowing through her words, "say that person also did a wide range of bizarre things… from saving your life under impossible circumstances one day to treating you like a crap the next, and she never explained any of that, either, even after she promised. That, also, would be very non-frustrating."
Even with the accusation, I couldn't help to smile "You've got a bit of a temper, don't you?"
"I don't like double standards." She said and we stared at each other. I could tell she was being honest, even without my gift, however it made me angry that she could say that when something was clearly being kept by her, so I snickered. "What?" she asked me.
"So says the girl who refers to her step dad as father. To her father by his pile name. Who clearly didn't want to be here at Forks and still is staying. One who seemed to be running away from something invisible at the hospital, and who somehow managed to say 'crap, not again' right before being crushed between two vans"
"You heard me? How did you hear that?" She asked clearly confused.
"I told you, I was right beside you"
"You were not. Not at that moment. And… and… whatever you think is going on with me, you have no right to be nosy about it, you're not being honest either." She said really annoyed.
"Key word there, either" I told her as calmly as I could manage.
She sighed and took a few breaths in, I suppose to calm herself down. "You're right. However I cannot explain this to you."
"I can't explain you what you want either." I told her.
"Fair enough." She paused taking a sip from her lemonade. "Can you do me a favor?" she asked after a second of hesitation.
"That depends on what you want."
"It's not much," she assured me. "I just wondered… if you could warn me beforehand the next time you decide to ignore me. Just so I'm prepared." She looked intently at me.
I smiled "Okay. But can I have one answer in return?"
"One"
"Tell me one theory."
"Not that one." She said blushing again.
"You didn't specify, you just promised one answer… and since I know you won't respond to any other of the questions roaming in my mind… "
"You've broken promises yourself," She remarked.
"Just one theory… I won't laugh." She seemed to think about this. "Please? Please tell me just one little theory."
"Um, well, bitten by a radioactive spider?"
"That's not very creative," I scoffed.
"I'm sorry, that's all I've got," She said,
"You're not even close," I teased her.
"No spiders?"
"Nope."
"And no radioactivity?" she asked playfully
"None."
"Dang," She sighed.
"Kryptonite doesn't bother me, either," I chuckled.
"You're not supposed to laugh" I struggled to compose my face. "I'll figure it out eventually," She warned me.
"I wish you wouldn't try." I confessed.
"Because…?"
"What if I'm not a superhero? What if I'm the big evil in town?" I smiled to her, trying to decipher her reaction to what I just said.
"Oh," she said. "I see."
"Do you?" I asked quite surprise by the truth on her statement.
"You think you're dangerous" she said. I looked down ashamed of that. "But not bad," She whispered, "No, I don't believe that you're bad." She said shaking her head
I smiled at that. "I hope you're not wrong." We stayed in silence, staring into each other's gaze for a few minutes. The silence lasted until she noticed that the cafeteria was almost empty. She jumped to her feet.
"We're going to be late." She told me extending her hand to me.
"I'm not going to class today," I said.
"Why not?" I could not tell her that I was going to skip class because Alice had a vision showing that today Mr. Banner would request the students to prickle their fingers to get a blood sample and since I was a vampire, that might be a big temptation for me.
"It's healthy to ditch class now and then." I smiled up at her. "Want to join me?" I asked extending now my hand for her to take.
"Well, I'm not sure," She said hesitating. I didn't retrieve my hand.
"What do you have to lose? Come on. Let's start getting to know each other better. You know, our favorites and all that"
After a few seconds which seemed quite long, she smiled up at me and took my hand. "Lead the way"
A/N: So, a new chapter and so soon! I'm awesome right? I'll try to work on longer chapters now.
Unfortunately I am still jobless so, I'll keep this up as frequently as I can while this stays like this. However, keep in mind that I am hoping to get a new job soon.
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