Chapter 11

A/N: Hey, so here's chapter 11! :D I'm currently in the exam period, which seriously just sucks, but... I just couldn't get this chapter out of my head! So here I am, typing this out on a late night. Love me? Yes. :P I'm apparently becoming more of a narcissist... Oh wait, I've to check the mirror to look at my - nah, I'm just kidding!

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So now... I've got to find a mirror!
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The Irish Coven. Alec's pencil hovers in circles over the name as he sits in his room. It's a small coven, comprising of only three members; but the members in it have gifts, and of them all, he wants- no, needs, Siobhan's. The gift of will. To will things to go right. With her around, the plan will proceed even more smoothly. His lips quirk by the tiniest bit. However, to get her to help him, to ally with him… that would be complicated.

Ah… Who knew a memory of one human, would be the biggest key to bringing her over to their side? He shakes his head, a dark smirk on his face as he stands. He will have to bring Bella along; convince Bella to help him beforehand- he knows she has a soft spot for humans, and surely, seeing him with one unharmed, will help him in his defence.

It will work.

He nods his head, pleased with the plan as he scans over the name once more, before tearing it into pieces.

"Bella." The raspy voice calls out from the bed. Bella trembles almost violently, her knuckles pressing against her pale lips in horror.

Jacob. Wrapped up so much in bandages that she can only see his face.

"I'm so, so sorry, Jake," she whispers, sitting on the bed as gently as she can. "I'm so sorry. It was my fault."

The tanned arm reaches out for hers, squeezing it weakly as he manages a small smile. "Don't worry, Bells-" he breaks into a series of violent coughs, his face working to another smile.

Bella's hands presses gently over his lips. "Stop it, Jake."

He closes his eyes, murmuring softly against her palm, "I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have been so rash in my actions and now, to bring you so much trouble."

"You didn't. Don't ever think that. Really."

"But-"

She blows out an exhausted sigh, stopping his words as he waits for her words; her fringe flipping on her forehead. "I'm leaving this evening. With them."

A pregnant pause.

"What?" He exclaims, spluttering as he fights against the tight bounds on his body. Bella presses him down gently, her eyes brimming with tears as she pats his arm in an act of assurance.

Opening her mouth, she tries to explain,"I didn't have a choice, they-"

"Sure, you didn't have a choice." A bitter chuckle escapes his lips as he turns his face away from Bella. Her fingers move away from him, her stomach icy as she attempts to make him understand her choice.

"After seeing what they did to you, Jake, I realised that they would stop at nothing, nothing, to achieve their aims."

He angles his face, his hard eyes completely impenetrable, with an expression she has never seen before on his face, squeezing out the word between his gritted teeth,

"Leave."

She feels her windpipe closing up, her breath coming out in staggers, as her mouth opens to a silent protest. Nothing comes out.

"Please, leave now."

"Jake… I am not betraying you by doing this, please let me…"

He remains obdurate, unmoved by her words.

She relents to his unyielding, silent pleas for her to leave.

"I'm sorry, Jake." The familiar feeling of her throat constricting, the stinging tears welling in her eyes… it is her last farewell - why can't he make it simpler? Her fingers curl around the haversack she laid when she came as she prepares to leave. She had thought that he would be happy to see her here. She is too contemptuous, it seems. Cold, icy fingers suddenly grip her wrist.

Bella's head snaps back to meet his eyes, her heart leaping as her expectations soar high; however for what she's hoping for, she's unsure.

"Please don't come see me again," he spits, his words cutting and cold.

Gathering the remains of her dignity, she pulls her hand out of his grasp harshly as she stalks out of the room, hurt and upset.

Jake's hand stills, holding the thin air for a moment, before his hand drops back by the side, a tear escaping from the corner of his eye.

A cold smirk forms on the face of a certain red-eyed vampire outside Jacob's house.

"I've no idea how I agreed to this, Bells," Charlie mutters as he pulls his daughter in for a last hug.

Bella's eyes light up. "You can back out now."

"No, Bells. My signature is already on an official document- no backing out now, it seems. Alec is a smart kid; smarter than he should be." He shakes his head, an exasperated sigh escaping between his lips.

"Are you that unwilling to go? If you are, then…" Her father trails off at the silent suggestion, and her eyes travel to meet Alec's: A thoughtless move.

The side of his lips curl up slightly as his eyes flicker once to Charlie, before he makes a slashing motion over his neck. She watches as Jane tilts her head up superciliously, a smug look on her face, and with anger boiling in her chest, her eyes avert back to meet the face of her concerned father.

"Are you quite alright, Bells?"

"Yeah, Dad. It's just that… I would miss you and everyone here in Forks."

Her father breaks into a happy grin. "Come visit us over your breaks."

If she only she can. "Sure, Dad."

"I'll miss you, Bells," her father whispers, wrapping her in a swift hug, his face seeming aged with worry. "Do maintain contact with me and everyone here."

Bella nods, the leaden feeling getting heavier, suddenly feeling more fatigued then angry. "I will, Dad. Don't worry. I love you."

Her father forces a smile, patting her hair affectionately. "I love you too."

"Alec, don't you dare do anything more than inappropriate towards my daughter. And do keep her safe," he says sternly.

Alec gives a polite smile as he takes Bella's luggage in a gentlemanly move. "Of course, Charlie. I will."

A female's voice breaks into his mental defences, and Charlie's smile grows wider, his eyes glazing over for a few moments. "Good. I trust you."

"Alec, we should do something about her temperament," Jane hisses, suddenly standing beside the latter, who is lazing on the plane seat - a rare picture - stretching out as he lies down. Her eyes blaze with displeasure as she shoots the oblivious Bella in the next compartment a disdainful glare.

"Jane," he warns lightly, a slight grin contrasting his usually phlegmatic personality. "Do not extenuate her abilities. She would be of much use to us."

Her lips thin at his response before she settles back to her seat, deciding to discuss the matter later. She turns to Demetri. "Aren't you being too collected about this matter?"

He shrugs, replying simply, "Well, what can I say - I adapt fast."

"Remember to lock that part of memory away," she warns, "Alec wouldn't be pleased if you blow his cover."

A roguish smile tugs on his face as he leans over to Jane's seat, his thumb reaching over to touch her chin when he catches Alec's questioning, prying eyes. He stops, saluting her brother who got appeased for the moment, flipping a book open as he lifts one of his legs up to 45 degrees, still lying down with one of his arms propped behind his head and begins to read. He chuckles, turning his eyes back to Jane. "Are you concerned about me?"

She keeps her face impassive as she angles the other way. "No. He's my brother; he'd get into trouble if you mess up. I care only for Alec."

Demetri taps his chin thoughtfully, before he moves forward by one seat, sitting next to Jane who directs him an irritated glare, before looking away. His voice drops down to a rough whisper, his lips pressing against the shell of her ear, "You're gorgeous you know."

Jane stands up in a second, slapping the side of his face hard, making shock flash across the male's face before his lips curve up. "You're kinky. I like it."

She grits her teeth, solely tempted to use her gift on him at the moment, but decides not to. Alec merely peers over his book, his face painted with amusement at the scene before his red eyes trail back to the sleeping girl in the next compartment.

"One more chance for you, Demetri," she mutters, slamming her hands on his seat, her face close to him as her eyes darken to a shade of black. "Or you'll be writhing in agony."

Demetri freezes in his seat, his eyes never leaving hers as he manages to murmur out an answer, his eyes travelling south to her full lips, before he licks his. "Alright. For now."

She throws her hands up in frustration as he leaves the grinning Demetri, stalking towards the seat furthest from him after snatching the book Alec was reading, cutting off his amused deprecation. Alec quirks an eyebrow up at her childish antics before he stands up gracefully, grabbing his black cloak that was hung over his seat.

"Well, then. I can see that you two are enjoying each other's company-"

"We're not!" Jane bursts out from the end of the room, her calm composure broken.

He continues, undeterred by his sister as he reaches for the sliding door, a slight grin on his face."-so I shall go entertain myself with the human next door."

The door slams close and there is a blur of movement as the two stunned vampires watch him slide beside Bella quietly, picking one of the earpiece out from her ear gently before placing it into his ear and closes his eyes, seeming relaxed.

"What is wrong with him?" Demetri asks, his eyes wide.

Jane stares, before a cold mask slips back on her face. "Considering his personality... Something must be up."

When Bella opens her eyes, she knows something is wrong. She can feel cold breath touching her open, exposed neck, making goosebumps prickle.

"Alec!" She shrieks out his name, making a freezing palm clamp over her lips.

She glares up at his amused red eyes, before he presses a finger to his lips. "Be quiet, Bella."

She attempts to throw all of her anger through her eyes, and his hand slides from her mouth. "I need your help."

"I knew it."

He arches a brow. "What?"

Bella flashes him a disdainful look, and he presses down the urge to harm her. You're asking for a favour here, Alec. Be patient. "When would you ever find a human without reason?"

"Why do you think that?"

"Well," she mutters, shrugging her shoulders. "I can only say that... The day you do that will be the day you fall in love."

"That certainly isn't going to happen," he says quietly, his eyes intent on her chocolate brown ones.

A small smile flits over her face. "Exactly my point."

"I'm certainly not here to discuss the virtues of love," he says crisply. "I know what you've got."

Now it is Bella's turn to raise an eyebrow. "Me? What have I got?"

He purses his lips as he looks at her seriously, his eyes suddenly smoldering as his finger dances over the curve of her face. Her breath catches at his movements, making no action to stop his touch. "I know your illness, Bella."

A/N: So um- yeah! Here it is! Hope you enjoy! :D If any of you does read HP fanfic, please do check out my new story. Hehe. Thank you for all the reviews last chapter! I love them! Constructive critisicm is always welcome.

~WY