A/N: I'm SO SORRY! It has been way to long since my last update.I hope it was worthy the weight.
~Enjoy~
Rebekah Mikealson
Bella sat across from me on the bed staring at the photographs in the album in front of her. I sat on the edge beside her waiting.
I glanced over at our discarded breakfast on the floor. When I woke up this morning I'd decided that I had to tell her everything. She would find out eventually and it needed to be from me. I'd stalled during breakfast, filling her in on what was discussed while she slept. But soon the last of the orange juice was drunk and the last crumb devoured. She'd called me out. She knew I had been dancing around something.
I been thinking about the best way to tell her all morning and decided the best way to convince her I was telling the truth would be to show her. I'd crossed the room and pulled an album from the shelf.
It contained pictures and drawings of Katherine and Tatiana. It wasn't mine. Elijah had given it to me a long time ago and told me to burn it. He never wanted to see it again. I'd kept it in case he ever changed his mind.
As she stared at the pictures I'd explained that she was a Doppelgänger and everything that I knew about them. She hadn't said a word in response.
Slowly, she fingered one of the pictures and turned it. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"When I first met you, I was trying to help you put yourself back together. I wasn't sure if this would help you or hurt you. I couldn't take the chance that it would hurt you."
She slowly nodded her head in response and turned another page. "Who drew these?"
I sighed. If she didn't feel betrayed yet, she would after this. "Elijah did. The album is his, or was his. He didn't want it anymore."
Her hand pulled back reflexively as her eyes darted between the pages before her. "He loved them." I knew she would see it. His feeling permeated the drawings. There was no way to hide it.
"Yes."
Her shoulders slumped forward and she covered her eyes to hide her tears. I immediately moved to her side and pulled her into an embrace.
"That's not why he likes you, Bella. I swear it." I gently pulled back to find her eyes. "He might be a little reserved around you because of his past history with Doppelgängers, but he has feelings for you. I can see that."
She pulled away to look at my face. "You can?" I nodded my head and hugged her close again. After a moment or two she pulled away completely and grabbed a tissue to wipe her face.
I reached over to grab my phone, having just realized that Elena wasn't in the album."There is only one other doppelgänger that we know of." I handed my phone over to her. "Here, her name is Elena Gilbert. She lives in Mystic Falls, Virginia." Bella started to scroll through the pictures. "She was still human when I took those."
"Who's the guy with her and Damon?" She flipped the phone around to show me the picture.
"That's Stefan, Damon's brother. He's her boyfriend."
Bella nodded her head and let out a sigh. It was a lot to process, but she seemed to be alright. She shook her head and glanced up at me. I knew that gesture all to well, having employed it myself on a number of occasions. She was going to deal with it tomorrow.
"What do you wear to a battle anyway?"
I quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet. "Let's go see if you have anything that will work."
We wound up back at my house around lunch having struck out in Bella's closet. I thought she would have had a more functional wardrobe having dated a vampire, but I was wrong.
Bella ate lunch while I worked up in my closet. I'd decided to give Bella some of my old shifter hide items, but being a bit shorter than me the pants would need to be hemmed a bit. I grabbed them and made a quick estimate and opened up my sewing machine. This was only going to take a few seconds.
Bells found me a few minutes later sitting on the bed hemming the pants by hand. Stupid me forgot that the needles wouldn't go through the hide. I pulled the last stitch though, knotted it, and cut the thread.
"There. Try this on." I tossed the pants at her. I'd gotten the hide from the same place that I'd gotten the teeth for my arrows and daggers. The pride I'd met in Africa had been very smart. Most groups shied away from using its members this way, but for the pride it was considered an honor to be able to go on protecting your loved ones after you were gone. They made a sort of armor from the pelts of their fallen and used their teeth and claws for weapons. I thought it was brilliant, but I was never able to convince any other groups to take up the practice.
Bella and I were relatively the same size; I was a little taller. The pants fit and I handed her the matching jacket. I stifled a laugh.
"What? Does it look that bad?" She looked like an assassin; as long as you didn't look at her face. Those wide doe eyes weren't going to fool anyone.
"No. You look great."
"Be careful Bekka!"
I rolled my eyes and reached for the next branch. I'd never fallen from a tree.
"Are you sure about shooting from up there?"
I laughed and glanced over my shoulder at Jacob. "I thought you'd like me being this far from the action," I shouted to him as I continued my climb, " And besides, I can fly." I found the perfect perch and settled myself in. "I'm all set here. Why don't you go check on the others?"
He nodded and took off for the others. He really wasn't very happy about Bells and I being here, even with my reassurances; he couldn't care less about Edward. In the end we had won out. Bells was with Elijah at the opposite end of the clearing from where Alice said the newborns would enter. The wolves were behind them just inside the tree line. The Cullens were on each flank poised to cut off the Newborns retreat.
From my perch, I had a clear shot at the whole clearing. I checked my bow, pulling it taunt, then my quivers. I had two. One on my back and one hanging from my waist. In the quiver on my back were arrows tipped with shifter teeth and coated with vampire blood. The one on my hip carried simple arrows, the shafts sharpened to points. I glanced back at the clearing, everyone was in place. It wouldn't be long now.
I heard them before I saw them. They were loud, not trying to hide their approach. I wrapped my fingers around my bow and slid an arrow from my back. I sighted my bow just as the first of them broke the tree line.
The Newborns advanced. Once they were about halfway through the clearing the Cullens burst into the clearing and began to attack them from behind. Confusion caused them to slow, but not stop. Elijah and Damon stood on either side of Bells looking calm and disinterested, causing more confusion. When the Newborns continued their advance, the wolves launched themselves from behind the tree line landing in front of them.
My first arrow found its mark, a small newborn fell to the ground behind Emmett, the arrow protruding from her eye. I grabbed another arrow from my back and shot another mid leap as it tried to jump on a wolf's back, this time trough the heart. I shot three more Newborns before I reached for the arrows at my hip. My first victim turned human and died because she tried to pull the arrow out. She was just now coming back as one of my kind. She sat up dazed. I loosed my arrow and she was gone for good, my arrow lodged in her heart. As I ended the last of my victims, I saw her.
Flaming hair sped through the fighting and I quickly shot, but I missed my mark. I never miss. I loosed three more arrows aimed to kill Victoria, but all found themselves lodged in the grass. Before she could get close enough to do Bella any harm, Elijah flashed in front of her. She stopped moving immediately and I knew she was caught.
The battle was over unless than five minutes with no serious injuries to our side. So why did I still feel like something bad was going to happen? I tried to shake the feeling as I climbed down.
"NO!" Hearing the panic Bella's voice, I dropped to the ground and ran. Halfway to Bells, I changed directions. She was screaming for Jacob.
He lay unmoving on the ground. Damon was killing the newborn who attacked him. As I dropped down beside him, he shifted back. My hand flew to my mouth. His whole left side was crushed and there were cuts to his face and throat. He was losing blood fast, to fast. Even if he managed to survive his injuries, all the bones would have to be re-broken and set correctly. I cradled his head to my chest. I could fix this. I could.
I glanced up, the wolves hadn't made it close enough to stop me. I cursed my self for never talking about this seriously with him. Maybe he wouldn't hate me. I tore into my wrist and pressed it to his lips. As it dribbled down his throat, it began to do it's work.
"What the..." Seth paused in front of me. "That's really gross."
Sam stopped beside him, a disgusted scowl across his face. "We have to go. Alice said the Volturi are coming. Paul help me carry him." They began to move forward. I growled.
Elijah, make them leave him. Jacob looks human right now and couldn't shift even if he wanted too.
They knelt down beside the two of us and I hissed.
"Leave him. We will see that he is safe. The Volturi must not see you." Sam eyed my brother carefully before nodding and directing his pack to disappear into the woods.
Jacob's heart beat became steady and I began to relax a little. He would be out for an hour or two with injuries like his. I gently kissed his forehead, placed his head down on the ground and stood.
"Who is that?" I nodded to the girl standing with Carlisle.
"They excepted her surrender." I raid my eyebrow at my brother who just shrugged his shoulders in response. "That's really gunna suck for her."
Damon tossed me a blanket from the first aid kit. I'd laughed at the time, but Carlisle was insistent we bring it. I covered Jacob with it.
"Looks like we missed a party." A small blonde was with the Cullen's now surveying the burning pile of limbs Emmett and Jasper made with the fallen Newborns.
"Yes, you did. It's a pity Demetri couldn't find us sooner. Your tracking skills must be fading." My brother now had everyone's attention.
"Who is this human Carlisle? I hope you haven't taken on any new pets."
Carlisle didn't answer. My brother only laughed.
"Always the same mistakes. My name is Elijah Mikealson. I'm sure Aro is familiar with my brother NiKlaus. Go back to your Master and tell him to expect us soon."
"Fine, but that one-" She indicated the girl hiding behind Carlisle. I quickly shot her in the leg. She crumpled to the ground in pain.
"She is no concern of yours." I stepped forward. "Now leave before you make me angry." I'd dropped my quivers earlier. Now, I dropped my bow and drew my daggers.
When they didn't move, I attacked them. After the second guard fell prey to my dark wisp, the other three ran.
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