A/N: Woohoo! I've officially got a beta! What's more… I have two! A big thank you to Edwardjustproposed and Smileazf for their beta work! And this A/N might be a bit long because I have got a few things to address.
I would like to begin a new Twilight Fanfic. (Don't worry though; this one is still my baby and will continue on for a while.) I would love, love, love some suggestions! Anything you think of is great! I may even do more than one fanfic. I'll accept any plot whatsoever. A few New Moon AU ideas would be interesting, too.
I am officially open for beta business!! Yep, you heard me right! I am now beta-certified! So if anyone is in need of a beta, or knows someone who needs a beta, or knows somebody's brother's girlfriend's hairdresser's poodle-walker needs a beta ― let them know I'm TOTALLY available! D (Please forgive my shameless self-promotion. XD)
I noticed I made a mistake in an earlier chapter: Apart from blood and saliva, Nessie also has tears. I'm terribly sorry for forgetting to include this!
As for what moremoo pointed out about killing the boy for his blood: If you recall, in the previous chapter Carlisle mentioned that the blood MUST be fresh and from the body for it to help Nessie. And no one is too thrilled about what they have to do, (Even Emmett wouldn't do this if he didn't find it necessary.) but they want to cure Renesme.
Thank you all for all your great reviews. I desperately wish I could respond to all of them, but with school and homework and everything, I barely have time to do anything else. I really appreciate all my fans and I hope you've enjoyed the story so far.
And finally, because this A/N has gotten WAY to long, I'd like to conclude with this: If you go to my profile page and look at my favorites, there are some great fanfics. From romance to humor to sadness to lemons (teehee) to AU to all human to randomness, you'll find some amazing works of literature. So check it out, and don't forget to review their stories, too! (and by too I'm implying that you should be reviewing mine also XD )
So, on with the chapter!!
Disclaimer: I am not Stephenie Meyer. Though I do frequently dream about her characters. XD
Emmett's POV:
It hadn't taken me even a half of a second to decide where I stood on the matter. My decision had been made far before the options were even offered. I most likely would have gotten back at that perv eventually somehow ― though probably not in this way.
Admittedly, the thought of taking a life disturbed me; it had been so long since I had tasted human blood and I honestly didn't like harming people. Despite my intimidating appearance and love for a good-natured fight, I truly didn't enjoy harming others.
But when family was on the line… it was a different story. You know what they say: Blood is thicker than water. And trust me, my family knew a thing or too about blood.
My niece held a special place in my heart; perhaps this was because when I was a human, I had had a very large family and my nieces had been quite special to me then, too. I had loved being an uncle to all my siblings' children, and I had quickly welcomed back the task after Nessie was born.
And after all that, there was no way I was going to sit back and watch her die.
I tried to calm myself by staring at my wife as she drove furiously through the night, the road slipping beneath her tires at a speed that would scare any human. I was having difficultly relaxing; every breath was forced between my clenched teeth.
I felt Jasper lay a reassuring hand upon my shoulder, and felt the wave of calm rush over me. I nodded my head to let him know his actions were well-received, though I didn't dare speak aloud and shatter the silence that had fell upon the car.
Alice had seen a vision of his house and Rose hadn't needed directions to get there. We were pulling up towards the turn-off onto his street when I suddenly had a thought. I wanted to slap myself for not having thought of this earlier.
"Rose. Jasper, Alice. I just realized something," I breathed, knowing full well they could hear me. Jasper murmured his acknowledgment and I continued.
"What are we going to do when we get there? We can't very well drive our car through his kitchen and dart upstairs and drag him from his bedroom." I looked around at all of their faces and could tell they were just as surprised as me when they grasped what I was saying.
"Oh, crap! You're right. We didn't come up with a plan." Alice's exclaim was followed by a short string of words you wouldn't expect to come out of the mouth of a lady like herself. Her eyes unfocused for a fraction of a second and I could tell she was having a vision. Jasper placed his arm around her shoulders protectively.
She reached into her purse and pulled out a syringe filled with a sickly sweet smelling clear liquid. "I saw that we would need this earlier today― but I wasn't sure what for ― so I thought to stick it in my bag."
"What is it?" Rosalie's lips parted out of their tight, determined line for a brief second as she questioned Alice.
"It's an anesthetic. It'll put him to sleep so we can bring him back to the house. We don't want to cause him pain," but she quickly mumbled darkly under her breath, "Though he probably deserves it."
We were pulling up to his house now and we could tell that people were definitely home; almost all the lights were on in the home and we could hear the sound of a T.V. There was also some loud music coming from the open windows of what I could only assume was Mark's room ― the lyrics were derogatorily directed towards women. I let my sense of smell wander out just to make sure that it was, indeed, Mark's bedroom.
"Figures," muttered Alice when she heard the song, "I'm beginning to wonder if I shouldn't just toss the meds into the bushes and drag him out screaming.
We drove a few houses passed Mark's and parked across the street.
"I'll stay here," Rose began. "The rest of you jump the eastern wall to his room on the second floor." We climbed out noiselessly and made our way towards his house.
Jasper sighed. I didn't need his gift to know he was feeing a bit guilty. All of us were. But if we had to get to Nessie immediately with fresh human blood, this was our only option.
I jumped first, coming down silently in the shadows of his room. He wasn't in there, but I could hear the toilet flushing and I knew we would only have a few more seconds until he returned.
"Jump now, Jasper," I said under my breath, "And Alice, you go immediately after him."
Even as I said this, Jasper was flying through the window. He came up next to me in the shadows. Alice followed him right away.
"Now," I muttered darkly, "we wait."
It wasn't three seconds later that Mark walked back into his room. He didn't even look towards us as he went to turn up his stereo. We waited till he had sat back in front of his computer screen before we made our move.
Jasper ran up behind him and smacked a hand over his mouth. I got a good look at the bruise over his left eye ―evidence of his earlier encounter with my family. In the same second, Alice had jammed the needle into the side of his leg.
He was asleep instantly and I threw him over my shoulder. With one more glance back at his computer screen ― it was a chat window with a younger girl he was planning on meeting up with; when would he ever learn? ― I had flown back out through the window. I raced back to the car, Jasper and Alice hot on my heels.
I handed Mark's unconscious body off to Jasper, who got into the back seat and slid Mark in next to him.
Rosalie slammed her foot down on the gas pedal and we were off ― doing two hundred miles per hour ― towards home and towards Nessie.
Alice said the words that were seemingly on all of our minds: "I hope it's not too late."
A/N: I know this chapter is a bit short, but it is just a filler chapter so you guys could know what happened with the "Get Mark" team. I had so much fun writing from Emmett's POV, maybe I'll try Jasper or Alice next.
Again, thank you so much to Edwardjustproposed and Smileazf for their beta work.
Don't forget about those suggestions for another fanfic.
I love you all!
―Michelle
