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Chapter 9: Control
There were so many new things to take in, I was a bit overwhelmed. I almost didn't realize it when Edward briefly left my side to speak with Carlisle.
"Carlisle," said Edward, "I want to talk to you. About Bella."
Carlisle nodded and Edward followed him to his office on the second floor. I was suddenly nervous about what he wanted to say about me that he hadn't told me already. I dashed up behind them, unwilling to be left out of a conversation that so obviously included me.
I looked from Carlisle's face to Edward's, trying to figure out what this could mean. Carlisle raised an eyebrow at Edward.
"When we were out today hunting the elk, Bella quit mid-hunt because she didn't want to."
"Really?" Carlisle asked in disbelief.
"Well, I was distracted by someone," I said accusingly to Edward.
"I just brought her down for a moment. She didn't even fight to get away."
"What happened? Didn't you smell the elk?" Carlisle asked me.
"Well, yeah, but I ignored it. There were other things I wanted to do." I was slightly embarrassed, not only because of my obvious desire for Edward, but because there seemed to be something wrong with my instincts.
"Carlisle, she's only hours old… we might have been wrong about her," said Edward.
"What do you mean?" I demanded. "What's wrong with me?"
"There's nothing wrong with you, Bella," said Carlisle. "You're just extremely controlled for a newborn. Any vampire really, but especially a newborn. Now tell me what you mean about being wrong about her."
"About her mind I mean," began Edward. "We always said she had a very private mind. Now I think it might be extraordinarily controlled. No one can get inside her head because she doesn't want them inside her head."
"So you think that if she wanted someone to be able to get inside her head they could?" Carlisle asked.
"Maybe. Bella's pretty good at getting what she wants," Edward smiled at me.
"So what else does this mean?" I asked.
"I don't know," Edward admitted. "It's just a theory."
"Well all theories can be tested," I challenged, recalling the hazy human memories of Biology class.
"Then maybe we should try to test it then," Edward smiled at me. Then he turned to Carlisle. "I'm going to take her up to the cabin and we'll work on this."
"Alright," Carlisle responded. "I'm going to see if I can find anything like this in my research. Take the cell phone. I'll give you a call if I find out anything. And that way I won't have to ask Alice to make sure everything is alright." He smiled Edward and left the office.
"Where's the cabin?" I asked Edward.
"It's up in Canada. It's very basic, but it has a few amenities. Things like a fireplace. A table and a couple chairs too. It's nice. It's… rustic. There's plenty of deer and elk around there. It used to be used by hunters, but the bridge to it washed out so no human has been up there in decades."
"No human?"
"Esme fixed it up a little. You know how she likes doing that. We use it sometimes," he gave me my favorite smile, "to have a little bit of privacy for a while. It has a really big bed now."
"So what's the real purpose of going up there? Is it really just to test your theory?" I asked slyly.
"There's also plenty of room for you to run," he whispered in my ear. "Not that I'll ever let you get far."
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