AN: I would like to just apologise for the delay on updating, I've been in hospital for a while but I'm back and ready to finish the story for all you lovely people. So, I'm a little unsure about this chapter and I think my writing and storytelling isn't as good as usual but I've posted anyway. Please let me know what you think.

Who's Afraid?

Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?

Chapter Eleven

Bella ran straight into someone, fear washed over her. Oh God, Carlisle's found me, he knows, I'm dead she thought frantically as she hammered her fists against the unknown person before her. Bella's tears still fell as her heart hammered frantically against her rib cage. Fear and sadness were the only two emotions she could feel as she weakly fought against what she thought was the man that would deliver her death.

"Bella...Bella stop, it's me."

Bella gasped, looking up and letting her fists fall to her sides. She wasn't horrified of the sight of Carlisle before her but greeted with Philip instead. Relief washed over her.

Philip held on to Bella, his hands either side of her shoulders stopping her from collapsing to the floor. She looked pale, ghostlike and insane, her eyes wide with fear.

"I... Carlisle... the rogue... Edward..." Bella mumbled, saying words but unable to form sentences or sense of the situation.

"I know Bella, I saw. I saw what he just did." Philip said gripping her a little tighter.

She looked into his eyes, saw the confusion, the fear she understood those emotions but not the other. Philip eyes also held determination; Bella couldn't understand that emotion. Not one bit.

"Bella, look at me." Philip whispered glancing in the direction his daughter had stumbled from. "I need you to go. Go to La Push, tell them everything."

Bella nodded dumbly.

"Go, you'll be safe there." He whispered, bringing his palm to her cheek. Sadness settle upon his features as he stared at Bella, he watched as the fear played in her eyes and the tears rolled down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry I didn't believe you Bella, I'm sorry this, all of this has happened." He bit back the tears, he had to stay strong but Bella could see his walls crumbling. She could see the father she had longed for her entire life, one that cared for her.

Bella found her voice. "Come with me, we can go to La Push and we can tell them everything then they can fix it. They can stop him, now we know its Carlisle they can get him." She was almost pleading, willing her father to run away from the madness with her.

But Philip shook his head. "This isn't their mess to fix Bella. Go; tell them everything that you've seen."

Philip let her go giving her his keys "Take this, my car is out the front" he said pushing her lightly in the right direction nodding his head for her to start running again.

"What about Edward?"

Philip faltered; he knew there was no hope of saving Edward. But he didn't tell his daughter that. "I'll find him. I'll make sure he's safe."

Bella knew he was lying but she nodded, taking some comfort in the fact that he was trying to keep some pain from her.

"Go, I'll make things right Bella but I need you to be safe."

Bella didn't say anything but instead she wrapped her arms around him, hugging him for the first time. He wrapped his arms around her to, knowing of the things in her life he had missed and the things he was going to miss.

He felt her tears as they seeped into his shirt, he held her close before he let go. "You have to go now Bella."

She nodded stumbling backwards and in the direction of her barn and La Push. She kept looking back at Philip who hadn't taken his eyes off her.

She knew what would happen, she knew how this would all end or at least how part of it would end. She wouldn't get a father because she could see it, in his eyes. She finally understood the determination he possessed. He would try and stop Carlisle.

Deep down she knew he wouldn't win.

...many sacrifices will be made. You just have to work out which ones are worth it and which ones you're willing to make.

Bella remembered Abigail's words. They had haunted her for so long. Now they would haunt her forever.

Am I willing to make this sacrifice? She thought. My own father?

Who's Afraid?

Bella ran into Sam's house without knocking, she was sweating; her face was red and her whole body was shaking with fear and exhaustion. She barrelled into the small home, screaming for Sam in a hysterical manner that would have scared the most fearless person.

It was Paul Bella found first, or Paul who found Bella. He was about to make a witty remark but then he saw her, dishevelled and petrified and rushed to her side.

"Bella whats going on, what's wrong?"

She collapsed into his arms, sobbing and clutching his chest. Paul stood holding her, scared that something had happened to her yet not wanting to ask because if something had it would break Sam, himself and the Pack. They looked after their own and if they had failed it would hit them all, hard.

He guided her to the sofa that sat in Sam's living room; he sat down pulling her down with him. She didn't let go nor did her sobs or tears slow down. He was panicking, Paul didn't know what to do or say; he didn't know how to handle the situation he was in and so was eternally grateful when Jacob and Jared walked through the door, followed by Sam whose eyes widened when he took in the scene.

All three of them rushed over to Paul and Bella, Sam pulled Bella away from Paul frantically holding her to his chest. She noticed the change and looked up to see Sam looking down at her worriedly.

I need you to go. Go to La Push, tell them everything.

Philips words broke through all her emotions. Her sobs slowed but the tears never stopped. She knew she had to tell them but she knew that they would all go and try and stop Carlisle as Philip had. She couldn't bare the thought of that, losing any of them.

I have to tell them she said to herself...they'll be fine, they have to be.

Who's Afraid?

The whole Pack had arrived at Sam's and was getting ready to leave. They were going to Cullen Keep, to stop Carlisle and find Edward and her father. Bella knew the chances of finding them both alive were slim but she held onto the tiny part of her that dared to hope.

She felt the sofa dip and she looked to see Jacob beside her; his expression sad and exhausted.

"It'll be ok" he whispered.

"Will it?"

He sighed, "It has to be."

"He got bit Jacob" she whispered. "He was bitten."

"I know."

"He'll die, wont he."

He sighed, "I don't know Bella, I hope not."

"My dad's out there too, trying to stop Carlisle." She whispered sadly.

"I now he is, that's a brave thing he's doing."

"It's stupid, he can't stop Carlisle. He can't win. He'll die too."

Jacob wrapped an arm around Bella's shoulders, pulling her closer. "You can't think like that. You have to have some hope Bella, hold on to that little piece of hope."

"Is that what you're doing?"

"It's what I do everyday Bella. I hope that one day my life will make sense, that I'll understand the world I along with the Pack and you have been plunged into but until then we have to go on." He said softly, squeezing her gently to reassure her as much as he could.

"Jacob, its time" Paul said poking his head around the door.

Jacob nodded and untangled himself from Bella.

"Be careful" she whispered.

"I always am" he said as he exited the room while nodding at Sam who was entering it.

They hadn't spoken much; Bella could barely look at him because if she did she knew she would break down again. Looking at him made her realise how much she could lose; him. Her forever, her soul-mate: her Sam.

"Look at me" he whispered, kneeling before her cupping her cheeks in his large warm hands.

She complied, knowing how vulnerable she must have looked too him. Her eyes wide and red from crying, her cheeks flushed and her whole body shaking slightly out of exhaustion.

"It's going to be ok Bella, I promise." He whispered to her, he knew he shouldn't have promised it but he had to do something, seeing her so scared and upset was freighting him and his wolf was in a state of turmoil not knowing what to do.

"You can't promise that Sam, you can't promise me that everyone I care about will be ok because you can't possible make that happen unless you put your own life at risk, and you're the one I care about most." She whispered. Bella felt ashamed and guilty at admitting what she had just admitted, she cared about Sam above her own father and she knew she did. She would always care about Sam more; it would always be him.

"I'll come back to you Bella, we're tied together. If I die you die, I won't let that happen." He said brushing away the tears that fell with his thumb, before he pressed his lips to her forehead.

Bella wanted more.

She tilted her head up so their lips connected for a mere second before he pulled away shocked, but she didn't give him time to think. She wrapped her hands around his neck pulling him forwards, the kiss was spine tingling, million butterfly's in the stomach worthy and she couldn't get enough. Neither could Sam.

She let her slightly chapped red lips part, causing Sam to groan in appreciation. There was a desperate passion in their kiss, almost as if they were saying goodbye without actually saying the words. It scared them both but neither said anything.

If it was goodbye then they didn't want to acknowledge it.

Who's Afraid?

Bella paced the length of the living room. It had been five minutes as she was already restless. Images of Carlisle as the wolf staring at her hungrily, Sam's lifeless body his fur matted with his own blood. Edward withering in pain as the bite, the werewolf gene corrupted his system making him one of them and her father, Philip, laying there motionless his eye wide as he gasped his final breathes.

It was all too much.

Philip had said that it wasn't the Pack's job to fix the mess Carlisle was creating. He was right, it wasn't. But it wasn't his either. It's mine Bella thought. Abigail came to me for a reason told me it had to be me that stopped the hunt she thought. It has to be me to stop this.

She ran, leaving Sam's house behind her as she jumped in Philips truck and started the engine.

I'm the only one that can put an end to this. It'll be my decision, mine, and no one else Bella thought, her mind strong, she would be the one to stop the hunt. Stop anymore innocent people getting hurt. I won't stay hidden, I can't hide.

The drive to Cullen Keep didn't seem so long and she was quickly jumping out the truck that she had parked outside her barn at Cullen Keep. Bella didn't know where to begin, where to go or what to do so she made her way towards the main house.

Adrenaline had kicked in, Bella wasn't shaking anymore. She knew what she had to do she just didn't know how to do it, but she would find a way, her mind was made up.

As she made her way towards the main building a door opened, Bella tensed and turned quickly, unsure of whom she would see.

"Bella, what are you doing dear?"

Bella sighed in relief, Miss Cope stood before her. Her hair in curlers and a dressing gown pulled tightly around herself trying to keep out the biting cold.

"Miss Cope go back inside, lock all the doors and don't come back out until I come back." Bella whispered frantically to Miss Cope, if I come back Bella mentally added.

"What is going on?"

Bella shook her head and gentle guided the old lady back inside. "There is no time to explain but it isn't safe. This place isn't safe. Please, go back inside and don't open the door to anyone else except me or one of the boys from La Push."

Miss Cope nodded slowly, taking in the urgency of Bella's facial expressions. "Stay safe Bella, don't do anything stupid."

Bella's eyes widened and for a moment she thought Miss Cope might know something but then the old lady had already shut the door and Bella could hear the soft click of her locking it before she heard the bolt also slide shut.

She sighed in relief. At least Miss Cope would be safe.

Bella stood; she didn't know what to do or where to go but then she heard the unmistakable sound of snarling and snapping of jaws she started running... but as soon as she started she stopped.

Like a bucket of ice had just been poured over her, Bella's body froze. Instead of blood running through her veins it felt like ice cold water. Go to the stables, Morgan will guide you and I'll be close by, hearing Abigail gave Bella a new sense of strength.

So she started running again, her body still cold but she knew why. Abigail was with her. She barged into the stables unsettling several horses who made a few noises of protest at the disturbance but she had no time. She ran to Morgan who stood ear's pricked and almost like he was waiting.

There is no time for a saddle, we must hurry

Bella nodded in agreement and swung Morgan's stable door open, the horse didn't jump at the sound or even looked surprised, instead it merely turned slightly as if inviting Bella to ride.

She jumped, unsteadily, upon the horse before it seemed to take matters into its own hands. Morgan flew out the stables, its legs pushing it to spine chilling speeds while Bella hung onto the horses black mane for dear life. They sped through the trees, dodging and weaving at an impressive speed that had Bella petrified.

Morgan knows where to go Abigail whispered.

"How?"

Because I'm leading the way was Abigail's reply that left Bella with a lot more questions than answers.

The horrific snarls got closer as they rode through the dense forest separating Forks from La Push and Bella could only imagine what she would see when she finally got to where they were. She imagined blood, snarling giant wolves and one rabid wolf hell bent on nothing but killing; Bella imagined the horrific scene of her father's lifeless body at the feet of Carlisle and Edward withering in pain blood pouring from the wound that his own father inflicted... she hoped that she was wrong.

But she wasn't.

Morgan broke through the woods and stopped suddenly in a small clearing made smaller by the many giant wolves squeezed into it. She was aware that some of the Pack had seen her but all she was looking for was the one rabid wolf that she somehow had to stop. She found him but in human form, his arms wrapped around a man... her father.

Who's Afraid?

"Isabella, how good of you to join us." Carlisle's voice echoed and bounced of the trees around them. Bella stiffened as he addressed her but she never took her eyes off her father.

She slide of Morgan who she expected to run but the loyal steed stayed, its ears back and body tense as though it knew something was wrong. Bella stepped forwards and a few snarls erupted from the Pack which made Carlisle chuckle, a disturbing sound if ever Bella heard one.

"I knew you couldn't stay away, not with the Pack, Edward and your father here. I knew you'd try and be a hero, foolish really."

Bella looked away from her father whose eyes were closed and his body still, Bella knew the only thing keeping him upright was Carlisle hold on him.

She met his stare straight on, "I don't want to be a hero and whatever happens tonight I sure I won't be one by the end, but at least I'll know I tried; I tried to stop you becoming even more of a monster than you already are."

He threw his head back and laughed again this time it sounded a lot more menacing. "You call me a monster yet you're in love with one yourself. A little hypocritical don't you think?"

Bella shook her head from side to side, "Sam isn't a monster he's here trying to stop you. He doesn't kill innocent people like you and he would never hurt a member of his own family." With that she looked to Edward, who sat leaning against a tree holding a piece of ripped material to his neck.

"You've condemned your own son to a life like yours or death. How does it feel to have no heart or feelings Carlisle, because you can't have either if you can do that to your own son?"

A strange snarl erupted from Carlisle and a pain filled whimper left Philip. "Be careful what you say little girl, your father is at my mercy. He's as foolish as you; he thought he could stop me. He can't and neither can you."

Get your father away from Carlisle and then the wolves will be able to get at him Abigail whispered urgently to Bella.

"What do you want Carlisle? Why are you doing this?" Bella asked her voice filled with a strength that she knew Abigail was behind. She could feel the chill spreading down her spine, Abigail was close and she would help Bella, she knew she wasn't alone and she knew that with Abigail's help that she could maybe save her father.

"There are so many things I want but first I want the problems out the way" Carlisle said smoothly, his eyes flickering down to Philip and then to Bella and finally to the Pack.

"Which are?" Bella knew but she was stalling, she need more time.

"Your beloved Pack" snarls erupted form said Pack but she didn't dare glance at any of them, "though they'll have to wait. Then there is Edward, he might be a problem in the coming month of the change. Did you know it takes a bitten wolf a full month till the first phase, it can get rather excruciating at times." Carlisle glanced to his son who laid semi awake, eyes fluttering open and closed. "Oh and of course there's you; the nosey little girl who thinks' she can save everyone and your father. You two can't wait"

Things happened quickly after that. If you asked any one that was in that clearing what happened everyone would have a different story. Some would say that Bella let out a cry and leapt forwards to try and free her father from Carlisle grasp, some would say that Carlisle snapped Philips neck which caused Bella to scream out and leap forwards to her father's falling lifeless body and some would say that as the wolves descended upon the rogue wolf -carefully missing Bella clutching her father- they didn't see as Carlisle phased to close to the fragile broken Bella and they didn't see the rogue wolfs teeth sink into Bella's arm before he was taken out, killed by a Pack hell bent on revenge for killing so many innocent people.

Everyone had a different story, but the facts remained the same...

...Philip was dead and Bella lost her father...

...The Pack attacked, killing Carlisle; the rogue wolf who had caused so much death...

...Edward sank into unconsciousness as his hand and cloth fell away from the bite as Bella ignored the stinging in her arm, a bite lay hidden beneath her clothing almost identical to the one Edward wore.

Who's Afraid?

Confusion followed; the night had been filled with bloody endings of two very different men but also the beginnings of two tales which would be filled with determination love and fight for a survival.

A werewolf bite can kill, and it would claim one of them.

AN: So, yeah there will be maybe one or two more chapters for this story and then a Sequel if people want one, do you? I know there may be a lot of questions after this chapter, please ask but hopefully the next chapter will hold some answers as well.