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Chapter 10 - back in Forks

Renesmee's POV

I looked at Jacob, while he was sitting on one side of a big rock in the middle of the woods. On the opposite side, Emmett was flexing his fingers, making the joints crunch with a disgusting sound. Emmett was looking very confident, but I knew the game wasn't over just yet. Jacob was very focused. I tried to convince him so many times already that life just was one big game for Emmett, daring someone to a game every 5 minutes or so. Jacob didn't listen, of course. Life, for him, seemed to be taking up every dare that was posed on him, and doing his best to win. He hated loosing. I hated it when he lost too. He would get so cranky, really no fun at all.

Emmett looked ready, finally. He sat down facing Jacob, and placed his elbow on the rock. Jacob mirrored his move. They peered in eachother's eyes, with narrow eyes and lips tight together.

Previous games had revealed Emmett and Jacob were almost even in strength. It all got down to tactics, making the right move at just the right moment.

I leaned forward on the branch I was sitting on, a bit excited now. Jacob locked his big fist in Emmett's, palms tight together. Emmett raised an eyebrow in a silent question: ready? Jacob nodded, jaws clenched together.

I cleared my throat. 'One! Two! ..'

'Hey guys!' There came the silvery voice of Alice, dancing through the trees, into the little clearing we were sitting. She stopped right in front of Emmett and Jacob, who were looking disturbed, and a little pissed at her sudden intervention. Alice shrugged at seeing their angry faces, and turned to me.

'Hey, your dad called, Nessie.'

I examined Alice's face. She didn't look as happy as I would have thought at delivering this news. Normally, she would be jumping up and down, bright sparkly smile on her face, just dying to tell me all the news about my parents. I frowned. Alice noticed, and quickly turned around again, an apologetic look on her face. She nodded at Jacob and Emmett.

'Carlisle needs to speak with us all, as in right now.' Jacob and Emmett also noticed her mood, and stood up quickly, their interrupted match as good as forgotten.

I got up too. 'I'm coming too.'

Alice turned to face me again, looking a little anxious. 'Uhm, yeah, I guess. You need to know what's going on anyway.' Jacob raised an eyebrow and looked at me. Probably as curious about the call as I was. I skipped over to his side and took his hand, which Emmett was holding only moments before, and together we ran back to the house, where Carlisle was waiting with the others.

Alice's POV

Carlisle was sitting in the living room on one of the couches, Esme right next to him on the armrest. Rosalie appeared from upstairs just when we came in. I glanced at Carlisle. He nodded at me, glad I was able to assemble everyone so fast.

I sank down in the loveseat opposite of Carlisle and pulled up my knees to my chest. I always preferred to sit like this. Jasper came through the door of the library, and sat himself down beside me.
Loveseat or not, he always sat right beside me, arm around my shoulder. Grateful for his support, I looked up at him smiling, and he smiled back at me, suddenly overfloating me with a feeling of serenity. Thankful, I playfully elbowed him in the ribs.

Renesmee was still standing in the doorway, next to Jacob, a little unsure what to do or say. Carlisle followed my eyes and when he saw her, he simply gestured at Renesmee to take a seat. He probably thought she needed to know, too.

I fidgeted in my chair. I wondered how Carlisle was going to break the news. He had just gotten off the phone with Edward, when I'd come in with Jasper after a little run. I hadn't heard from Edward and Bella since they'd left for Italy.

I had seen them, though, in a vision. Bella had mastered a new power: mindreading. I had laughed until my stomach started to hurt, when I saw her realize Edward had bought her that island. The look on her face! Priceless.

That was all, though. I hadn't foreseen anything about what Carlisle was going to tell the group now, and it depressed me.

Everyone had taken a seat now, and Carlisle cleared his throat, a serious expression on his face. 'Well, as you all have heard, I just got a call from Edward.' Everyone kept silent, waiting for what Edward had said.

'It seems that Bella dreamt this afternoon.'

A few gasps of air were audible, and everyone had a confused look on their faces. Emmett was the first to speak. 'You mean, like seriously falling asleep and suddenly seeing purple trees or flying on a broomstick or kissing Oprah Winfrey kind of thing?' He didn't sound very convinced by the whole story.

Carlisle shook his head. 'No, not like that. But she clearly was somewhere else in her mind, and Edward was especially worried about this: he couldn't get her to wake up.'

Esme had a pained look on her face, and she was clutching onto Carlisle's arm. Bella was a real daughter for her now, as much as I was, and this whole situation had to be very difficult for her. I elbowed Jasper again, and he immediately began to channel feelings of calmness and confidence to all of us. Esme seemed to relax a bit. Rosalie, on the other hand, looked like she wanted to get something of her chest, and just as I thought this she opened her mouth.

'So the reason you called us all out here is what, exactly? So what, Bella's mind isn't all straight sometimes and she dreamt. Big deal.' By the looks of it, Carlisle's call for assembling had probably interrupted her manicure or something. Jeez.

'Sorry to involve you,' I snarled, 'But if you haven't noticed yet, I didn't foresee anything about this, which is kind of strange since Edward was totally freaking out when he called Carlisle after Bella finally woke up. And that's not all,' I continued, 'because Bella dreamt of some strange vampire guy who knew her name, and that she's a Cullen. Try to swallow that.'

Carlisle looked at me with a severe face. Yeah, so I was a little harsh.

Rosalie pouted her lip, but my words had convinced her to stick around a little longer.

Carlisle took the lead again, turning to Jasper. 'Jasper, did you find anything already in the library about some of our kind having dreams?' Jasper shook his head. 'Absolutely nothing, just some chapters on vamps having visions and stuff, but nothing like this, because they'd still have a sense of reality. This sounds more like a coma-like state of mind.'

Esme and Renesmee gasped for air, and I looked at Jasper furiously. 'Jeez, that helps.' Jasper made an apologetic face toward Renesmee, and calmed us down again.

Carlisle made a hushing sound. 'Now, to the point. Edward needs us to investigate on this matter, and I want to ask you all to inform me if you find out anything about this.' Everyone nodded in agreement. We would get to the bottom of this.

All seemed to have been said, and Rosalie and Emmett got up and left the room. Renesmee leaned against Jacob, looking pretty worried, and was probably showing him images of her worrying in his head, pressing her hand against his cheek. He tried to calm her down by stroking her hair.
I got up, pulling Jasper with me. 'I'll help you search in the library.' Jasper thankfully kissed my forehead.

The next few days, Carlisle constantly was on the phone with friends someplace far away, and Jasper had locked himself in the library. As I had promised Edward, I kept out an eye for Bella, but the only visions I had were blurry, and meaningless. Nothing about dreams or strange vampire guys, in any case. Slowly, everybody relaxed a little more. Perhaps it was just a strange twitch of Bella's mind, as Rosalie had pointed out.

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Jasper's POV

The green haze of the forest had been passing before my eyes for the last ten minutes, but finally Alice and I caught up to a strong scent of animals. I paused, waiting for Alice, who had stopped a little time before to pick some red flowers.
She now came skipping through the trees, the red flowers on top of her head woven into a crown. She rippled her nose, smelling the animals too.

'They're old.' She complained, referring to the deer we were smelling. She was right, there were no young ones in the group. I stroked her cheek with the back of my hand, smiling apologetic. 'You know what Carlisle said, we have to stay near the house in case Edward calls.'

Alice shrugged. 'I know, and I'm pretty thirsty so let's just take a few and get back there.' I chuckled, and leaned forward to kiss her on her soft lips. She tilted her head backwards, and leaned forwards on the tip of her toes, so she could reach better.

Our lips met for one second, when suddenly Alice gasped for air and fell back on her feet, her face turning white. She was having a vision. At first I didn't think much of it; this was a typical having-a-vision reaction, but then I noticed the panic in her eyes, as she snapped out of it. I also felt her anxiety, hitting me in large waves, mixed with fear.

I grabbed her shoulders and forced her to look at me. 'What did you see, Alice?' She didn't respond, and was instead patting her pockets, in search for something. Her cell phone. In a flash, she had dialed the number, Edwards number, and pressed the device against her ear. She gestured to me to be silent, waving her hands frantically and pacing back and forth between the trees.

'Pick up, pick up!!!'

I heard a click as Edward answered his phone. 'Alice, I..' But Alice interrupted him, looking impatient and still bouncing around.

'Edward! Where is Bella?'

'She went for a swim, why?' Edward didn't seem to notice Alice's condition, instead, he sounded a little irritated.

Alice started breathing wildly, making a fist of her free hand, which turned white by the force at which she squeezed it together. Her voice was even higher than normal as she shouted: 'Get her out, now!' I started to panic too. What the hell did she see? I tried to get hold of her and stop her from jumping around, but she pushed me away. I heard Edward on the other side getting even more annoyed.

'Why? It's just a dress, Alice, don't get so fired up.'

Alice looked like she was about to boil. 'What do you mean, I'm not talking about the bloody dress! Get her out! Edward, you don't understand. I had a vision, just now, and there was someone in the water, he grabbed her!'

I stopped dead in my chasing of her. This was bad. Really bad. Edward didn't respond to Alice's shouting anymore. I heard the phone crash to the ground, it sounded like it hit a wooden floor. Clearly, he was inside during the conversation.

Alice heard Edward run off, too, and she started to shout into her phone again. 'Hurry up! Hurry up!'

Knowing Edward couldn't hear her, she turned to me. 'What do we do? We'll never get there in time! We have to tell Carlisle..' her voice broke, and she started to sob. 'Why didn't I foresee this any sooner? She's already in the water, Jaz.' I frowned, pulling Alice against me. 'Let's just wait 'till Edward contacts us first.'

Together, we heard the soft breeze of the beach on Isola Bella and the rumbling of the sea on the shore. Nothing else. No voices. Alice was shaking violently as she held the phone between our ears, and I tried sending some calming emotions toward her. It didn't help much.

We had been standing there for a good fifteen minutes, and were just about to run to the house to inform Carlisle and get a plane to Italy, when suddenly we heard someone picking up the phone. There was heavy breathing on the other side of the line.

Alice whispered. 'Edward? What happened?' And she held in her breath as Edwards voice came through. He sounded broken, desperate, all the life sucked out of him, as he said one simple but crucial sentence.

'Bella.' He finished in a whisper: 'She's .. gone.'

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