OK, I know it's short, don't yell at me, I just wanted to get it out, this took me forever to write as I am sick again, I swear I am sick like, all the time! Ugh, I hate it, but love you guys, and byeeee!
Chapter Eleven
No, No, NO!
No. No. No. No. No.
I stare at the letter, my whole tiny frame shaking, Quinn snuggles into me, but I can't even find comfort in that. Please, no. The Volturi crest clearly marked the sender, and that was enough to scare my half to death, but the text in the letter scared me even more. How did they know? How did they know I was pregnant, how did they know I had given birth to my beautiful baby girl, my Quinn Hope. I couldn't have her taken away from me, I couldn't! She was too precious, she was just given to me and I couldn't have her snatched away from me so harshly. I had only had her for a couple of months and yet I couldn't imagine immortal life without my baby girl.
"Jasper!" I call out hysterically to my husband in a manic tone. "Jasper! Jasper, get in her now, please! I need you!"
"Oh, my god! Is it Quinn? Alice, is she OK? Oh, god, please tell me she isn't hurt, please, please..." Jasper comes running into the room and stops and sighs when he sees me, Quinn perfectly quiet and safe in her cradle in my arms. "What's wrong?" He asks me, but I just gesture to the letter, tears in my golden eyes. I can hardly speak. Jasper runs over immediately and looks to the letter, he scans it for a moment before he slumps and collapses into a chair, tears running down his cheeks too. "No...Just, god, no!"
Quinn sees us distressed and begins to cry herself, the sound is so unbearably confused and upset, that I cry harder, hugging Quinn to my chest and rocking her, stroking her soft feathery ice blonde hair, that was so soft I could run my fingers through it already. "It's OK, Quinnie. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I sob, and collapse next to Jasper where he wraps his arms around us protectively as if he can never let us go, afraid of us leaving him.
Edward comes running in, shock clearly registered in his eyes, he sees our distraught faces and shakes his head at us, "It'll be fine...it'll be fine...we'll fight, Alice, I promise we won't let them take Quinn." I'm so overwhelmed by his promise that I get up and fly into my brother's arms, I cry into his shoulder, and he rubs my back like the protective older brother he always is to me.
"She's mine, Edward. I can't have her taken away simply because of the stupid, stupid, stupid Volturi! I hate them! I hate them! I HATE THEM!" I find myself screaming, though the sound is muffled into his shoulder.
"I know, I know." Edward soothes, "Hush, hush, Alice, it's going to be OK." I find it so, so hard to believe his words. He looks over to my husband who is murmuring softly into Quinn's hair, he looks as though he's whispering promises to her. "We got through this once with Renesmee, Alice. We'll do it again with Quinn. We will protect her, we will keep her safe, I promise, its' our action as her family. We all love her so much already."
I look over to my small infant child, and it breaks my heart to see her so small, so defenseless against everything in the world, the world came crashing down on me as it dawned on me that I was the person in this cruel world who had to protect her, it was my duty to take care of this child, and it hurt me mentally that I might not be able to do that, I might not be strong enough, I couldn't bear to see her get hurt, it would kill me, I know it would.
I reach out, and Jasper walks up to me and hands me Quinn, I take her in my arms and hug her so tightly to my chest it's a wonder she can actually breathe. "I will always take care of you, always, Quinn. I will never let anyone hurt you, you are my daughter, my baby, and I will kill anybody who succeeds or even tries to harm a hair on your pretty head, you are all me and your daddy could have hoped for, you have made every single one of our dreams come true. At only six months old you just never cease to amaze me, Quinn Hope Cullen." I murmur to her so softly not even Jasper and Edward could hear. She looks up at me with those big memorizing ice blue eyes that I knew could stare right into my soul and gave me a meaningful nod.
Jasper turns to us both, "We'll call in Laila. She told us to call her if ever we needed her help, now is that time." I nod at him and he warps his arms around us both tenderly. "I love you both so much, you know. You are my whole life, and I couldn't live without you." He looks deep into my eyes, "Especially you, Alice. None of this would have been made possible without you." He kisses me on the lips and our foreheads touch, both our cheeks are wet with crying but we're too caught up in each other we don't even notice.
"We aren't going to die." I promise, "I can't let that happen. But, Jasper, you listen to me. I die before anybody else in here. I die before you, or Renesmee or Quinn...Carlisle or Esme...Bella and Edward...Emmett...Rosalie. I am the one who caused this, it's me before anyone else."
"No." Edward and Jasper growl at the same time. "It takes two, Alice." Jasper says through harshly gritted teeth, "And I am not letting Quinn grow up without a mother, and I am not raising her alone. I will NOT live without you, so stop making stupid comments and promises that I will NOT let you keep."
"But we have to make a promise that we go before Quinn and Renesmee." Edward says, "Because they are the children here, and-"
"Those kids can't grow up without their parents." Rosalie says, coming in, and I jump, I take her in, and realize she got even more beautiful from the last time I saw her, it's been a grand total of six months. "It is actually going to be ME before you or Jasper, or Edward and Bella. I have no one to protect except Emmett."
"Rosalie." I whisper, and without thinking I thrust Quinn into Jasper's arms, and throw myself at Rosalie, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" I sob, "I'm sorry I argued, I'm sorry I was mean to you, please just don't EVER go away again, Rosalie!"
Rosalie seems startled, and for one terrible moment I'm afraid she'll push me away, and take off, but no, she wraps her arms around me and hugs me, "No." She says firmly, "Don't say sorry." Emotion is thick in her bell like voice. "I was the one who said you'd be an awful mother, and I'm sorry I didn't come home sooner. You are not a bad mother, from what I've just listened to I know you are an amazing mother because you would sacrifice yourself for your own child. I'm sorry I wasn't your sister, Alice, I'm sorry I acted like a horrible person throughout your pregnancy."
A sob escapes my throat, fresh, but this one full of joy. "I forgive you." I cry, "Of course I do, just be my sister again, Rose, please!"
"Of course I will." She laughs, "Can I see her? I'd like to meet my niece." I nod eagerly, bouncing over to Quinn and taking her from Jasper, she was slender and small for a sixth month year old and you already knew she was going to have my structure. Rosalie smiles as she sees her, and I lift my daughter into Rosalie's arms. Rosalie holds her properly, I don't have to correct her, or anxiously hover because Rosalie does it like she's been trained for it all her life. "This is Quinn Hope Cullen." I whisper.
"She's beautiful." Rosalie murmurs, stroking Quinn's cheek, "You're so lucky, Alice. She's the most...beautiful thing I have ever seen."
Edward clears his throat in the background. I roll my eyes, "Oh, Edward, shut up."
"Does she have a gift at all?" Rosalie asks, examining Quinn carefully.
"Not that we know of." I say, "But she's a gift to us, as cliché and cheesy as that sounds." I can't take my eyes off of my sister and my daughter. Aunt and Niece. I already knew she was going to be a great Aunt to Quinn. Quinn adored her already from the looks of it, she snuggled into Rosalie, but it pleased me just a little bit to know it wasn't with the same tenderness that she did it with me.
"We'll never let anything hurt you." Rosalie whispers, "I'm sorry I missed out on six months of your life, little Quinnie. I'm sorry I wasn't a good Aunt to you. We'll fight for you, Quinn. I promise."
I smile at my sister, and Jasper comes to wrap his arms around me, "Reunion you wanted?" I smile at my husband, who is looking down at me as if I'm his own personal angel, which of course I am. I wrap my small slender arms around his neck and just stare intently into his beautiful face. I can't imagine living without him. The vision that I used to save my family still haunted me, I still remember the cry of his pain, the look of sheer agony on his face, and the loud snap as his neck was cracked. My scream of pain and agony and heartbreak will still haunt me forever.
"Reunion I wanted." I say and kiss him passionately. "I love you, Jasper, ever forget that." Jasper looks surprised but happy as I lean towards him.
"I love you more than my own life, Ali Cat. You never forget that." He says, "Ever."
"I won't." I promise. I lean closer so our eyes are in synchronized position, "Ever. Ever. Ever." I kiss him, "Ever."
We put Quinn down to bed in her room, where she sits in her crib, an excited smile playing on her lips, she made me so happy, and Jasper too, he sat by her, holding her tiny hand through the crib bars as I read to her, I didn't know if she took any of it in but it still amused her for me to read to her. She was growing at a normal rate, and this surprised me, she had the same look and mental development as a six month year old and it pleased me to know I would have her for the full 18 years. Maybe then I wouldn't even let her go.
"Night, night, Quinnie." I whisper, and kiss Quinn's head. Me and Jasper get up and walk out of the room, but three minutes after we do so, we hear her screaming her head off upstairs, we run up and slam open her door and I am shocked to what I see. Her floor is an ice skating rink...Ice is spiraling up her walls like vines...snow is falling from the ceiling in delicate swirling patterns, and Quinn herself is standing up, using her crib bars for support as she smiles that mischievous smile. Ice climbs around her crib bras, and as we stare at her in utter amazement she lisps her first word in a bell like, ringing voice that is quite possibly the most wonderful sound in the world.
"Ice."
And there we are! Yes, her gift is kind of inspired from Frozen, but what can I say? I love it! Sorry if I am off with the first word thing, I wouldn't really know, but I needed to update, because I need to get moving with this, so yeah, PLEASE REVIEW AND YOU GUYS ROCK! :D :D :D
