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EPOV
Chapter 9
We scoured the woods for hours, still no sign of Renessmee. The sun would be coming up soon, which was fine because nobody would see us out here, and besides, it was Forks, how sunny could it get? Bella looked exhausted, if that were possible, I figured we should head back to the house and regroup.
Alice went back to the main house to meet up with Emmett and Jasper and Rose and change her clothes. Bella and I wearily walked back to the cabin at a human pace. All of the optimism and levity that she had been inciting me with all day and night had drained from her face and now she looked distracted and apprehensive.
She headed slowly down the hallway to our bedroom and laid on the bed in a fetal position. I walked over to the closet and hung my track jacket on a hanger, glancing over at a picture Renessmee had drawn for me when she was two that I had tacked up on the wall. I stepped back out of the closet and curled up behind Bella on the bed.
"Do you want me to get you anything?" I asked her softly as I rubbed her hip gently.
"No thank you." She whispered.
"At least she's with Jacob." I said, doing the best I could to turn around our bad situation.
"Yes, there's that." She agreed glumly. "She's not coming back is she?" Bella asked me, her voice shaking.
"There's no need to jump to conclusions." I said quietly, trying to keep my voice even. "Maybe she just needs some time. If Alice saw her leaving she would have said something by now, which means she's still in Washington. She's probably just at La Push."
"I suppose."
"Bella, love," I started gently, when my phone rang in the other room. I patted her side and got up, "I'll be right back,"
"Ok."
I hurried out to the living room and grabbed my phone, "hello?" It was Esme on the other line, I was immediately happy to hear from her. Maybe her and Carlisle were coming home early, I hoped that were the case. I suddenly felt a little more at ease at the prospect of seeing them again.
And then, I realized, something about her didn't sound right, I looked up and saw Bella standing in the doorway. "What?" I whispered as Esme spoke the words.
I sank down in the chair and lowered the phone to my chest slowly; I stared up at Bella sadly, closing my phone with a snap. "Carlisle…" I whispered, "Carlisle's dead."
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