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Chapter 10

Jasper Hale

To say the atmosphere in the room was tense was an understatement. I sent waves of calm to everyone.

"Carlisle, I know we're not getting any older here. But could you spill? Please?" Emmett was being his normal impatient self.

Rose elbowed him in the ribs.

"What was that for?" he asked.

"Like you don't already know, idiot." Came her quick response. "Carlisle, do I need to apologise for my husband again?" She asked.

"No, Rose. Emmett is understandably worried about Bree. He meant no offence." Carlisle told her.

"Grandpa," Bree started. "Do you know what happened to me? Why it happened?"

"I'm sorry, little one." Carlisle was sincere. "I can't promise that I have the answer you're looking for. All I can tell you is what I know. Like I said, I've only came across something like this once before."

"Please, Carlisle, continue." Rose was almost begging by this point.

"You have to understand." He began. "For most of our kind, when we are turned, we leave our human lives behind. In most cases family members are already dead, either having been drained of life by the vampire who has fed or, in my case, for example, I knew what I'd become and wanted to get as far away from my father as was possible."

"I can understand that." Rose said.

Carlisle continued.

"Rosalie. Once I had turned you, you wanted revenge against those who had wronged you. But for one instant did you ever consider going anywhere near your parents or your little brother?"

"No, not once, never." She replied. "I loved my mother and father and doted on my brother. I never once thought of going back there. What are you getting at Carlisle?"

"Bella, that first time, when Charlie visited. Did you breathe at all?" Carlisle asked.

It was a strange question and I wasn't sure where he was going with this.

"Yes, I didn't want to, but I had to." She replied.

"Did you, for one moment, consider drinking Charlie's blood?"

"For fuck's sake, Carlisle. What kind of question is that?" Edward was way beyond annoyed by our father's questioning of his wife. I sent some more calm in his direction.

"Bella?" Carlisle continued, ignoring Edward.

"Nope, not for a second. Wasn't that just down to my amazing self control though?" She asked.

"Bella. I need you to think back. Are you sure that you didn't find Charlie's blood appealing to you?"

It was almost painful to me to watch Bella trying to recall everything about that day. It was one of the hardest days of her newborn life. She had been so determined not to kill her father.

"Now that you mention it, I suppose I didn't find Charlie very appealing. It was easier for me than I thought it would be." Bella admitted.

"But his blood wasn't abhorrent to you?" Carlisle asked.

"No, just not what I'd expected. There was something not right. I guess I didn't realise it at the time. I was so absorbed by Renesmee and his reaction to her. I wasn't really thinking straight."

"But you weren't repulsed by his scent?" Carlisle asked.

"No, I can't say that I was." I sensed irritation from Edward at Carlisle's questioning.

"That's what makes this whole situation unusual." Carlisle stated.

"Can you get to the point please, Carlisle?" Edward almost demanded.

"I'm getting there." Carlisle said. "It was shortly after I left the Volturi. I had made my way to the United States and was roaming alone through the Northern States when I happened across a newborn vampire. He was alone and frightened. He was in pain due to his thirst and could only have been a few days old."

"Where was his maker?" Esme asked, clearly this story was as new to her as it was to the rest of us.

"No-where to be seen. I caught a scent, but it wasn't one that I recognised. There didn't seem to be any point in trying to track him, I was more intent on helping the newborn."

We all nodded. Of course Carlisle's caring side would take priority over any need to track the newborn's creator.

Carlisle continued.

"His name was Caleb. He was completely wild, not having any idea of what had happened to him. I tried to explain it to him, taking him to hunt some deer that were grazing nearby. He wasn't impressed by the taste of the blood at all but at least it seemed to calm him somewhat. I asked him what had happened. He told me that he was a farmer, working on his father's farm, when a stranger had appeared out of nowhere. A man he'd never seen before. They spoke briefly before the stranger attacked him. His father who had been close by heard him scream and came to help. His creator couldn't have been very thirsty, because instead of draining both of them, he fled, leaving Caleb as I had been left all those years ago, changing, in agony."

Carlisle looked pained as he recalled his change.

"What happened to his father, darling?" Esme asked.

"That's where it all gets a little strange." Carlisle answered. "Caleb told me that he stayed with him, trying to calm him. Nothing worked, obviously. When the change was complete, instead of killing his father, he sent him away. He didn't understand what had happened to him, but even though his thirst was at it's strongest, he felt repelled by his father. He had no wish to drain him."

"He didn't want him?" Emmett asked. "Why?"

"I don't really know." Carlisle replied. "I found it difficult to understand. Once Caleb had fed and we talked, he said that it would have been incestuous or cannibalistic to drink from his father."

"So what are you saying, Carlisle?" Rose asked. I felt a sudden panic from her. "Who was the person in the diner? Bree's father is dead, right?" She was confused.

"I honestly don't know." Carlisle said. "My best guess is that, unlikely as it would seem, Bree encountered her mother."

"Oh Fuck, that is all we need."

Rosalie's selfish side showed itself once again. I sent her some calm. I was feeling the angst from Bree at Carlisle's news. I knew she'd need some help and sent her happiness. Rosalie needed to get a handle on her feelings.

"Emmett." I said. "Please take Rose to hunt. She needs to calm down."

"On it, Rose?" His response was instant. Both of them headed out.

Bree was visibly shaken. She snuggled up to Seth, who was doing his best to soothe her.

My pixie was first to ask.

"Bree, sweetie, do you think that maybe you picked up on your mom's scent?" she asked.

"Leave her alone, Alice." Seth demanded. "This is too hard for her right now."

I wanted to rip his head from his shoulders. How dare he speak to my wife like that.

"Sorry." Alice offered.

I pulled her close. Alice would never intentionally hurt anyone.

"Seth," Bree chastised him. "Don't speak to aunt Alice like that please. She's only trying to help." Then turning to her aunt, continued. "I don't know. I wish I did, but it's not like I'm likely to bump into her again, so it's a mute point."

"Sorry, Alice." Seth apologised sincerely.

She nodded her acceptance.

At this point, I noticed a kind of nervousness coming from Edward. It was so unlike him to be nervous. Since the Volturi left, he was completely relaxed and happy in his little family bubble. I couldn't help but worry about what could possibly be troubling him. For once I wished I had his gift and could read his mind.

He clearly heard my thoughts. He motioned for me to excuse myself and join him outside.

The girls didn't seem to notice us leaving. They were too wrapped up in soothing a very subdued Bree.

We ran for a bit, just to get far enough away for us not to be overheard.

"Something's troubling you Edward. It's obvious. Do you want to talk about it?" I offered a friendly ear.

Edward proceeded to tell me about what he'd heard in the thoughts of the two people back at the diner.

"What if it was Bree's mom?" He asked. "She seemed so certain, like her mind was already made up. What if she kills herself and we could have stopped her? How would I explain that to Bree?"

"Edward. If and it's a big if, that lady was Bree's mom. What do you think you could do to stop her? If, like you say, her mind is made up, what could any of us do to change her path? It's not like Bree would ever be likely to find out, is it?"

"Are you kidding me Jasper? With our luck? Of course she'd find out, somehow or another."

He was probably right. Even I had to admit it.

"I could go back, try to track her? Find out if it really is Nadie? Try to keep her safe until we decide what's best to do?" Edward's suggestion made sense.

"I think we should talk to Carlisle first. Ask for his suggestions?" None of us were comfortable doing anything without our father's input first. "I really don't think we should mention this to Emmett or Rose though. They'd probably want Nadie to carry out her plan, help her along even."

"I agree," Edward said. "They can be blind to common sense when it comes to their daughter."

"They're not bad, Edward. They just don't want anything to rock the boat."

"I know. We're probably underestimating them. Emmett especially."

We headed back to the house then. It went without saying that Edward would talk to his Bella about this, as I would to Alice. If Edward was successful in tracking this strange, desperate human, we'd need help in keeping an eye on her so that Bree wouldn't become suspicious. Edward was going to speak to Bella. They'd then go to Carlisle, before heading back to Seattle.

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