Disclaimer: The Twilight Saga is owned by Stephanie Meyer. I don't happen to be her; therefore, I cannot possibly own it.

Rating: Rated 'T' for 'Teen'. May change later.

Genre: Action/Adventure, Angst, Family, Fluff, Friendship, First Time, General, High School, Horror, Humor, Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Supernatural, Vampires

Warnings: Adult Content, Blood, Discriminatory Language, Violence

Pairings: Jasper/Bella, Emmett/Rosalie, Carlisle/Esme, Peter/Charlotte

Summary: Your typical story. Boy meets girl. They fall in love. A baby is quickly made. What happens when the boy's a vampire? What happens when said vampire is killed before the baby's born? Renée doesn't know what's going to happen to her baby, but Nahuel promises to keep it safe from his father. Jasper/ Bella


Author's Notes: Give you two guesses as to who makes an appearance in this chapter.


10. Garrett


Narrator's P. O. V.

She didn't inform them of the pixie's, Alice's, ability to see the future; she didn't tell them about Peter's gift for knowing random bits of information either. Even by vampire standards, hearing voices in your head was a little bit strange. Surely there had to be an asylum for that kind of thing. Since they already knew The God of War was an empath, she couldn't keep that a secret from them. Every day, she kept at expanding her talents, and it was exhausting.

They knew from Nahuel and Huilen that hybrids were only supposed to sleep two to three hours every other day, and that was if they were knock-out drag-out tired. Bella was sleeping four to six hours every day. Plus her emotions were all over the place. She'd lose her temper over the smallest details gone wrong, become depressed over the strangest of things. At least, her parents thought so. Bella would be in the middle of eating dinner, meals that were quadruple in size of what they used to be because of her heightened metabolism since the McCarty mates met the Whitlocks, and would lash out. One of her arms would swipe off everything on the table before flipping said furniture. Within an hour the emotion would change dramatically to suicidal. She would beg and plead with Emmett to end her existence, that it was all too much, and would have to be put to bed while she was still in that emotive state. And the biting, it was getting worse. Her possessiveness took a dramatic turn in a negative direction. Every few days she felt the urge to enforce her supremacy over them, remind them that they were hers. This was her coven, her family, and she would ensure that they knew it. She was hyper aware of everything around her, everything anyone did.

No one knew what to do. Since college life was finally over, Emmett thought a change in scenery would do his daughter good. Place after place was suggested. Even as Rosalie's ideas were shot down time after time, she never gave up hope.

Texas? Bella threw a fit and part of the kitchen was destroyed; Maria was there, gathering soldiers to be loyal to her, more-so than her precious major was, so that they could lead her new army. If they went there, the future was bleak; eventually Rosalie and Emmett would be captured, her mother used as a sexual toy for the newborns while her father trained what he could to send off to the hands of the Mexican Goddess. Her parents would be used as bait for Bella to join in Maria's territory wars.

France? A screaming match was held between the two women over that location. There would be a fire-haired woman named Victoria and her disturbing blonde mate named James. Icky-Vicky had a gift for evasion, derived from having to evade her sister's pimp unless she desired to be beaten and raped, and it informed her of all possible ways to escape, the best routes to take. While it protected her, it told her nothing of her mate, and James would die. Quickly, she'd desire retribution and go to the Volturi, providing information about a mated coven housing a human who walked around freely in the public. Bella knew they'd cross paths eventually, but not until she knew how to take Victoria out first. James wasn't nearly as dangerous and not nearly as intelligent.

Spain? Ireland? England? Russia? All were a giant big fat no. Mississippi? Bella could see it, living in the marshland. They'd have a house with a swamp in the back yard. Before the month of their moving there was out, she'd find her favorite food was fried alligator tail.

So, it had been decided to leave for the muddy bayou in June. This time around there was no college. They were simply trying to get Bella back to a relative normal. After all, how average could a half-vampire/half-human who feels emotions get? She was a carnie among the circus goers.

Emmett had been right; the different area was beneficial for his little baby. Even before Christmas arrived, she was making leaps and bounds in settling down her moods. She was also becoming more and more authoritative, refusing to take orders and being down right nasty if either of her parents went against her rule. Bella was, without a doubt, the coven leader. Unfortunately for the family, she was just starting to adjust to the sensation of that power pulsing through her veins with the same electric intensity that her physical shield constantly had wrapped around her body. It was exhilarating and terrifying. There were times, over the simplest of things, that she would use that power over them when it was unnecessary, while there were other times that she hadn't when it might have been needed to avoid some particularly difficult circumstances.

She struggled greatly. Between trying to enlarge her mental radar and physical barrier to cover more than a handful of measly miles, seeing drastically changing futures that many of which she hadn't desired to see whatsoever, manipulating emotions that had a high chance of lashing back at her or causing her to feel mentally ill, the fight for dominance with Emmett over her two parental figures, and succeeding in these goals only to know how much more she could do and have to deplete her energy supplies in striving towards those goals just to repeat the process all over again, she was growing weary.

The cherry on top was being able to see Jasper. Soon after the McCarty Coven had left New York, that following January to be precise, the Cullen Family arrived in New Jersey for Carlisle to begin another career in medicine, but once they knew that there had been a coven of human drinkers residing in the area a full twelve months before their arrival, they decided to move so that they could come back in a few years. Edward had frantically urged his coven mates to abandon the Whitlocks where they found the quartet, but Esme was always game to "adopt more children," and Carlisle reveled in the knowledge that there were more animal drinkers to support his plight in getting others to transition to his vegetarian way of feeding. So, they took the Southern Soldiers and Alice to Denali, Alaska to help Jasper in adjusting by having him in a human-free environment.

When the two covens officially met for the first time, the good doctor happily introduced his venom offspring as his mate and 'son'. However Alice took the reigns in the Whitlock Coven, feigning as coven leader, and only announced her name while calling the other three her "recently made friends". It had been obvious no more identification would be given from the four, but that didn't mean Esme didn't pry as best she could or that Edward didn't try to obtain every ounce of information he could through his telepathy. Quickly, he realized who they were, and their identities were one of the main reasons he tried to persuade his sire to leave them alone; the other had been because he knew he would never be able to manipulate the two men as he did Carlisle. Jasper was an empath and would feel the deception while Peter was skeptical by nature and only trusted those his gift informed him that he could believe at face value.

Even though he had been so against the four joining them, Edward desperately tried to seduce Alice. With a seer as his companion, he would be the most informed immortal known, making him the greatest asset. Unfortunately for him, the pixie was a lesbian; in fact, the idea of her having any form of sexual relations with a man brought her physical pain. The moment Tanya laid her eyes on the seer she was spellbound. Alice had been seeing visions of the strawberry blonde since her awakening and was already in love, and Tanya had been so desperate for affection that she had been seeking Edward's when he was around, no matter how nasty her opinion of him was. So, for her to find her mate in an energetic, affectionate person was a blessing for her; little details like her being a female was overlooked since she believed the girl was as wonderful as she was beautiful.

After a few weeks passed, Peter and Charlotte left. Jasper was fine where he was; he enjoyed the solitude of the forest surrounding the Denali home. About a month afterwards, the other two Cullens found out just who was being housed. The God of War. The Denali Coven still welcomed him with open arms, although Tanya, the coven leader, was a bit more suspicious of him. Esme was a different story. She couldn't overlook his past and was terrified of him; the woman already had been, having seen his neck, hands, and wrists were all covered in the scars of vampire bites or the repairs of limbs that had been removed. Carlisle had been thrilled even more than he already had been and tried to take him under his wing, tried to show him the joys of being a service to the human public. Very quickly, he found out it wasn't that Jasper cared for sparing human life, but that he couldn't deal with the mass amounts of negative emotions from the newborns on the vampire camps. So, the Cullens left before six months hit.

Within a year of moving to Mississippi, Bella succumbed to the knowledge that they were mates, but it didn't mean she wanted to be. She didn't want to be mated, period; it had nothing to do with fate's decision of who was her equal. Regrettably, since she already knew him to be her mate and saw him through her visions continuously, the mating bond was already forged on her half of their 'relationship'. In fact, it was so strong on her part that she was in a hefty amount of physical distress from being apart from him. It also meant she had to see the intercourse he frequently participated in with the two available succubae; every time he did so, she was filled with such intense nausea that she dry heaved throughout the ordeal, and if she had been asleep when it began, she'd wake up choking on her own venom that had pooled in her mouth before she go to doing the same as she did when she was awake. Then, when a vampire named Garrett passed through the area in 1966, hunting down some child rapists that just so happened to be British, his favorite nationality in snack, Bella received an extraordinary amount of pain when she thought of meeting and seducing the fellow.

Her parents, of course, met him head on, trying to dissuade him from continuing towards their territory, stating that their coven leader was very territorial, with Bella in the distance to remove any suspicion he might've had and to give him generous amounts of trust in their words. Thankfully, before they came into contact of one another, she informed them that it would be best if they persuaded the American Revolutionary War Man into paying the Denalis a visit after he finished his meals.

A month later, their phone rang for hours, day after day. The person on the other end wouldn't give up. After snarling at Emmett and Rosalie, Bella answered, "Hello."

"I need to speak with Rosalie, is she there?" His voice was lively, almost cheery.

"She's unavailable at the moment, might I take a message?"

"Is Emmett there?" Even with this delay, he was still happier than could be.

"They're both unavailable. Would you like me to pass along a message?"

There were a few minutes of silence as the requested vampires sat worriedly on the couch, watching their daughter. "Do you know who the friend of theirs was that told them I should head to the Denali Coven?"

"That was me."

"I truly can't thank you enough for what you've done for me."

"I'm sure you'll think up a way to pay me back, but by the time you think you've found the appropriate gift, we'll have moved on. Now, tell me, just who was it that gave you our number because we haven't had any contact with the Cullens since fifty-nine and we haven't associated with anyone else." It was something they were sure the 'family' was upset over, but neither Rosalie or Emmett were bothered with this fact.

"I was asked not to say. "

"We don't like visitors and we don't like for people to know where we are. You're why we're leaving, soon. We haven't given it to anyone and nothing about our home has anything to do with anything that might've been associated with anything related to something the Cullens or Denalis would have thought to search. I'd like you to tell me who you got our number from."

There was a growl of frustration crackling through the phone line. "My coven leader's mate."

"The black haired elfish seer. My coven mates met her and her Whitlock friends a little over half a decade ago." Both of Bella's parents' eyes widened at this knowledge; she could already see the visions of their questions. "We're moving soon enough, so this number won't be active for long. I'd appreciate it if you didn't inform the mind reader when he visits next week of where it was you met us. Actually, in a few days, why don't you take your mate and go to Ireland for a few weeks. She'll be enthralled with Maggie and she'll be tickled pink not to have to deal with the Cullen Boy's arrogance. When you return, Edward will be gone and Jasper will be leaving. Tell him to stay the hell out of the south. If he goes anywhere near Texas or Mexico, Maria will know and she will send entire fleets of soldiers out to get him. They will get him Garrett, in pieces. He's been making wish-washy plans that Alice can't see, trying to cover it up with how much sex he had been having with Kate until your arrival and his sudden 'increased interest' in Irena, but I can see more than she and I know more than Peter.

"I already knew it was her that gave you our number. I know your last human meal was four days ago, and he was a used car sales man who used sawdust instead of fixing up broken down cars. I know you stole a blue car; it's a piece of junk and you know absolutely nothing about vehicles. You can't drive either. Well, neither can Kate. Tanya can, but she'll be too busy with Alice in the next couple of decades to teach you. Ask Eleazar; he has the most patience. There should be a green tarp in the garage; make sure you take out the oil because you don't want thick sludge coming out when someone works on it.

"I also know the last time Jasper and Kate had any form of sexual relations was an hour before you arrived and it had been her giving him particularly mind-blowing oral sex. She'll perform a lesser version on you tomorrow; she figures she has to keep some secrets or you might expect 'extra-special' every single time. I know and see it all, Garrett. Alice is not fool-proof, neither am I, but I am more reliable that 'decisions'. There are many ways to get around her visions, but there isn't one to get around mine. Even if I can't stand The Major, and he is someone I do not wish good will to, I'd rather he not die. That's bad etiquette. I expect you to do some favors for me in my place when I ask them. Shouldn't be too difficult. It's one of those 'Be Good to the Seer, And She'll Be Good Enough to You That She Might Warn You f Someone's Trying to Destroy Your Coven' kind of relationship we have." She listened to him stutter through a few confusing words that no one was sure even belonged within the English language and then didn't even bid him any form of a goodbye before she hung up.

Immediately, she was hounded by her parental figures, people she looked up to so that she might keep her sanity, but she still advised them more than she asked them for advice. She answered a few of their questions, no matter how irritating they were. Yes, she had known of the gift ever since they ran into the Whitlocks. No, she never planned on telling them. Yes, she knew Kate was Garrett's mate and that's why she had them tell him to go there.

And they really needed to leave Mississippi.

The following week, Thanksgiving, they moved to Illinois, two hours away from Chicago. During their stay here, Bella began telling them about every aspect of what she could do, what she knew she'd be able to do after so much time and effort. Very quickly, they understood the reason for her breakdown after their unexpected visit with the Whitlocks and before their move to Mississippi. Those three months had been trying on everyone's parts, but especially hard for Bella.

Emmett and Rosalie were, once again, willing guinea pigs to everything Bella wanted to try, even if it meant pain for them. Thankfully, towards the beginning of their stay, Bella had finally gotten a grasp on understanding how to use the pulsing power of being a coven leader. Everything was looking up. While time seemed to pass quickly for most vampires, more-so for aged ones like the Succubae Sisters, it crawled by in the near isolation they spent on an abandoned farm they bought in the middle of no where.

When Bella told them they were moving again, this time overseas, the couple was thrilled. Paris, France. The city of love. Rosalie had been especially overjoyed; she wouldn't stop talking about the fashions and the romance for the two months proceeding their move. Even as much as Alice loved the catwalk, she wouldn't leave Alaska without Tanya, and Tanya simple wanted to stay hom and further lodge their bond into their vampire psyches.

They arrived in the summer of 1975 and Bella enrolled herself in as many different 'educational encounters' as she could find time for. Her weekday began with three or four hours spend at the library reading everything she could get her hands on, then she went to her daily cooking classes which took around two hours. This was followed up by three consecutive dance classes, the first always being Ballet, but the other two depended on which day it was. Sometimes it was classical, such as the waltz, and other times it was Latin and she was learning now to Rumba. Finally, she would spend the rest of her day strolling around the city, buying whatever she pleased and eating local cuisine. Numerous times, she tried getting her mother into sharing these experiences with her, but her offers were declined for clothes shopping and spending alone time with her husband.

On Saturdays, she would spend her time playing the stock market with an investor; of course, if she ever saw any drastic change that needed her to remedy her funds quickly, she would see to it instead of letting her family take huge declines in their finances. Sometimes she would have to let it happen, just to keep away suspicion, which was why she only went to the broker once a week unless it was massively important. Quickly, she made the family millionaires many times over and started putting the 'Cullen Money' they had been relying on into a different account that would gain interest since it was no longer being touched.

Most of the time, they put the stock market earnings into the McCarty-Hale Corporation Rosalie established years ago; this was mostly due to 'inheriting' money was a huge ordeal filled with multiple tax forms that were tiresome and seeing as taxes equal credit, vampires tend to avoid credit wherever possible, this was bad. So, all of their major purchases were put into the business so that they could become co-owners of said company and everything it owned every time they moved. No one in the McCarty coven understood why the Cullens didn't do this as well, but they weren't their problem. The rest of the time they either kept it in cash to be stashed in the house in safes that were virtually indestructible or in multiple safety deposit boxes in banks. Those banks can't do anything to what's inside of the safety deposit boxes since they don't have the key to it and as long as it was being paid to be used, it was safe from thieving hands.

Sundays, days most people used to rest, was used bonding with the family she typically only saw at night when she was getting ready for bed. Emmett had Bella from lunch until bedtime; which he spent playing games, gambling with 'buddies' the man made in bars, or simply horsing around the house. Rosalie used her mornings to work on restoring different vehicles, mostly Bella's, that would be found as complete dumps, learning a new language and practicing how to say these words or the accent used as well, or reading a new book together while cuddled up on the couch.

Of these cars, there was a silver-ish 1954 Jaguar XK 120 SE that had one foot in the scrap yard due to a car crash, a red 1929 Rolls Royce. the police had been selling off since it was found in cocaine raid, a scratched up white 1954 Jaguar XK120 Fixed Head Coupe that had been abandoned in a building, an grey 1958 BMW 507 Roadster Series II Rosalie found published in the paper, a black 1965 Chevrolet Corvette Stingray Which Emmett saved from being torn apart, a yellow 1969 Ferrari Dino 246GT she heard about from one of her dance class friends, a red 1969 Jaguar XKE Roadster Rosalie saw for sale on the side of the road, a white 1955 Austin Healey 005 Bella found advertised in a restaurant, an aqua 1962 Amphicar hat belonged to an older woman whose daughter passed away a few years ago, a white and striped 1965 Shelby GT 350 Emmett gambled off of one of poker buddies, and a red 1968 Ford Mustang Shelby GT500 Convertible Bella purchased from her cooking instructor.

They had been living a great life, but eventually all good things had to come to an end. Since it was a large city, not many people really noticed how often they saw a particular person if it wasn't frequent and the visits were far apart. However, as they were pushing eleven years in one location, it was time to move on. And the next one was a long time coming.


Ending Author's Notes: A lot of time passed in this chapter and the next chapter picks up where we leave Paris and head to the McCarty's next location. Any guesses as to where they're going?

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