When the Dark and Light Collide

A/N: I am very proud of this chapter I have to say, its one of my favorites so please don't smash on it so bad :) Look how long it is!

PS- don't get your panties in a twist- i fixed the name. swrry!

Chapter 13:

Forgotten

Forever… I sighed. I wished it would be forever. But what would I do when Jacob died? My thoughts zoomed to a conversation Edward and I had twenty years ago. He said he would 'die' if I did. Go to Italy to the oldest vampire family- the vampire royalty. When Jake died would I die with him? Or would I stay in my existence with other vampires? I knew Jacob was the only thing holding me together day after day. But I also knew I'd never leave Lucy alone for long.

To try and distract myself, I turned to the kitchen counter and pulled closer a bag of potatoes. I peeled the skin and set them in a big pot on the stove. It didn't occupy my time for long as it was hard to control my super fast movements. I couldn't control myself as I pulled out a few eggs, breaking them on the side of a heated frying pan. My fingers danced over the stove as I heated up some left over gravy and turkey slices. By the time I was done, the kitchen table was filled with cooked carrots and steaming corn, soft, warm bread buns, scrabbled eggs, scalloped potatoes, a chocolate cake and many little peanut butter cookies. Jacob would be happy, and I loved to make him happy. I was glad Lucy was out of the house because she would have hated the smell that spread over the rooms.

I immediately took that back- I missed Lucy.

The house was horribly empty without Lucy. I had no one to talk to in the late night. Jake and Derrek were running around as wolves, and Sarah-Anna was peacefully sleeping. Being a vampire was so lonely. I walked into my room, angrily as my mind drifted to Edward. "I wouldn't think of him anymore", I thought, putting my hands up to my forehead, pressing hard.

"I love you… you are my life now."

I stomped my foot frustrated and heard a loud crack. The whole house shook from the blow, vibrating the furniture. I froze, scared I had woken up Sarah-Anna, but as I listened intently, I heard a soft snore. I bent down to fix the broken floorboard when I saw a small rectangle picture sticking up from the edge of the floor. I carefully pulled it out, trying not to rip the aged, yellowing paper. My stomach lurched- it was a photo. But I had seen this photo before. I had taken this photo before; I had taken this photo at Charlie's kitchen table on my eighteenth birthday. Edward's beautiful pale, sparkling face starred up at me, his face full of laugher with his ocher golden eyes.

His face was too amazing to let my eyes turn away. I remembered that day as clearly if it was yesterday… I had drove to school, been greeted by Alice and Edward, went home after school and watched Romeo and Juliet with my very own Romeo, had gone over to the Cullen house. And had an attempted attack by a vampire, which was the sole reason Edward left me. I sighed, because I knew that wasn't the reason. Edward left because he didn't love me.

I tore my eyes away from the beautiful photo and glanced down at the broken floorboard. Everything that I thought he took, everything so I wouldn't remember him… the c.d. he made for me, the plane tickets, and the other photos. I didn't dare touch them because I felt they'd disappear.

I realized how foolish it was, and reached my hand out to grab the disk. But as my fingers almost brushed against the hard plastic, a voice that was rough and strained called out.

"Bella!" Jacob yelled from downstairs. "Bella, are you here?" His voice sounded as if it was desperate, panic rising.

For a few seconds, I was stunned- scared to move as I still held the photo in my hand. Quickly, I stuffed the photo back into the broken wood and bought the chestnut dresser to cover the hole.

"Bella!" Jake cried again. Before he could finish saying my name I was by his side.

"Jacob, what's wrong?" I asked, trying to sound normal, but my voice rising with concern. "Is Derrek alright?"

Jacob nodded, but his face was still green around his cheeks. "We picked up a scent in the night. I came to warn you. Victoria's back!"

"Did you hunt her down?" My voice sounded cracked and strained as my face went still. "Did you tare her apart before she can get anyone else?"

"No, she hasn't come close enough. She won't come closer. She's just… almost waiting for something to happen."

"How close is she?"

"Not close enough. A few towns away from Folks," Jacob explained, but turned away from me and started talking to 'himself'. "Yes, yes I've told her… what do you mean don't attack? SHE'S ALONE!… no, no, - fine! We'll stay back, for now."

"Sam said you're not going after her?" I asked, understanding his conversation to the other wolves.

"We'll stay back. She seems too comfortable. Like she wants us to attack. I don't care, I want her dead!" Jacob complained, sitting on the chair angrily, making a loud crash.

"Shh! Your daughter is sleeping. And it's better if the pack doesn't go after her. She killed my father- she's mine." My feet walked to the window to stare out into the dark night even though I knew I wouldn't be able to see Victoria.

"Ha," Jake laughed with no humor. "You're not going close to her. Remember the cuts she gave you? Took them years to heal, and you still have scars!" I glanced down at my right arm where there were thin lines traced up to my shoulder. They were barely visible, like they weren't even there. Maybe drawn on or a trick of the light.

"That won't happen again," I said, turning away from examining my arms. "She'll be burned to ashes before her teeth sink into me."

Jacob sighed. "Let's have Sam decide what happens alright? I'm bound to listen to him."

"I'm not," I pointed out, heading to the door.

Jake wrapped my wrist fast as lightening and dragged me to sit on his lap. "We'll safe, that's all that matters."

I pouted, realizing he was right. "Fine, we'll stay- but I'll be very mad!" I planted my feet on the ground to get up from his knees, but he pulled me back down.

"Did you know you're very cute when you're mad?" He asked, running his hands along my back.

"I hadn't realized," I replied, frostily for his benefit. Jacob leaned into kiss my lips, when Derrek barged in from the front door.

"I smell food!" Derrek called, happily. Sam entered the house, trailing behind my son. He smiled lightly at Jacob and said curtly, "I'm glad you didn't go after her."

Jake just nodded and pushed me off his lap. I looked insulted at him, but he just smiled sheepishly and started loading his plate with food.

He was such a goody-goody around Sam.

"This is good Mom!" Derrek cried, with a mouthful of potatoes and a piece of turkey on his fork.

"At least someone appreciates me," I said, starring pointedly at Jacob, waiting for him to pick up my hint.

"It's great." Jacob smiled, flashing his trademark grin at me. I melted, he was so cute.

I realized Sam was standing quietly by the table. I swept my hand over the food, trying to smile at him. "Take some Sam, it may not be as good as Emily's, but I sure tried to remember what it was like to eat."

Jacob's expression was grim, he hated my vampire remarks. But Sam just looked content as he refused politely. "I can't stay, I have to get home to the baby." Emily and Sam had just recently had a baby boy- a future werewolf they all knew. It was the first boy from the werewolf pack.

But even as Sam went to leave, he took a bun- I knew just too seem friendly- and walked out of the house, patting Derrek on the head.

A second later, Sarah-Anna walked down the stairs with a frown on her face. I knew she was listening as her eyes shone with fear. She didn't like to be around any werewolves with the exception of Derrek and Jake.

"Sarah, you should be sleeping!" I pointed out, but let her come sit at the table.

"Do you know how much noise this house makes? I can't sleep with the bangs and clashes and whatever else goes down when I try to be human."

"You are human," Jacob said, angrily.

"You probably smelt the food," Derrek said with a secretive smile at Sarah-Anna. Sarah smiled back lightly. Derrek and Sarah had a fair relationship- but of course the human was always the jealous one.

"I'm sorry Sarah-Anna, we will be better next time," I apologized, bringing her a plate from off the counter. She took it and piled a small amount of egg onto it.

"It's alright, I couldn't sleep without Lucy near." I frowned sadly. "She came to say goodbye to you?"

Sarah-Anna nodded and bent her head over her plate as she scooped a small amount into her mouth. "Yeah, she took a bag of clothes and she turned invisible and left."

Derrek had his head bent over the table as well; I assumed Jacob had filled his son in on Lucy's absence. "Do you know where she's going?" he inquired.

"No idea." I sighed. I was already regretting letting her go for my own selfish reasons. "I think I'm going to go to bed."

Derrek, Sarah-Anna, and Jacob looked up at me with shocked eyes. I rolled my own golden ones. "Just because I'm undead does not mean I'm not allowed to use certain phrases."

"What?" Derrek questioned, his eyebrows knitting together.

I sighed. "I'm going to my bed to stare up at the ceiling, watching it crumble until the sun rises."

"Alright," Jacob said, with a small confused smile. "Have fun honey. I'll be up in a bit."

I went up into my room, sprawling out on the bed. Lucy would have laughed at my joke, it was odd being outnumbered. It was even odder that I was the only vampire in the house.

To my horror, I found myself starring up at the ceiling, looking at the chipped bits and the yellowing corners. This was what my life was… ceilings.

Then I fell into sleep.

Edward stood in the doorway, his nostrils flaring. He had been frozen in that spot for a long time- he couldn't move, he couldn't think. Edward Cullen starred at the unmade bed, the television left on, and a few bottles of water on a small wooden table. "Bella was gone," he thought. "…But that… that smell…" A shiver ran up his back, his hand clenched into a tight fist. "Werewolves."

Many things ran through his head as he breathed it in, and was hunched definitively even though he knew the smell only lingered into the oxygen around the hotel room. "Where was she? Had she been attacked?" His stomach was twisting around as he thought up all the possibilities of the surrounding. "She could be dead by now! Taken and killed. Stupid Fucking Werewolves! "

With a flash, Edward was heading to get help from the Volturi.

As Edward's face swam with a turning of smoke and cloud, a face of a brittle, and pale white appeared. His black hair fell around his cheekbones, his eyes almost as cloudy as the fog that was disappearing around him.

His voice was jolly and good-hearted as he smiled up at his guest. "Why hello! And you are young boy?"

"Edward Cullen," his guest said, his golden eyes sparkling compared to the brittle man's crimson red pupils. "And no, I am not looking to fight."

The man looked up at him with his clouded red eyes. "Funny, I was just thinking that." And the man smiled, in awe. "Another mind reader I assume!"

Edward inclined his head in a modest way. "Yes Aro."

"Fascinating, from a distance as well?" Aro said in his mind.

Again, Edward nodded his head.

Aro gave a happy laugh. "Well, ha ha- that is interesting. You know, I am also a mind reader."

Edward smiled with no emotion, his eyes hard. "So I have heard. Very powerful."

The old man smiled brightly and flicked his hand in the air, aimlessly. "Only by contact." Aro starred pointedly at Edward's hand. "May I-?" he thought, but Edward already had his hand out almost as a greeting.

Aro connected their hands and his eyes fogged over.

"Carlisle," he sighed, when he broke their hand connection. "You have gone through many struggles for such a young age."

There was an interruption from the door as a bulky vampire stepped into the brightly lit room. "We caught a girl sneaking in here. She almost got into the room if I hadn't tracked her with smell and her mind. She has requested to talk to you," the vampire said.

"Thank you Demetri," Aro said, politely. "But I'm not sure if this is the right time-"

A beautiful girl entered the room, with long flowing brown hair, sparkly golden eyes, and perfect angled features.

Edward jumped back slightly at the young girl. "It couldn't be… could it?"

Aro looked back from Edward and the approaching girl with shocked and confused clouded eyes.

The man named Demetri started to pull on the young girl's arm, dragging her back out the door. Aro cleared his throat loudly and waved the guard off the girl. "Why Bella, what do I owe this pleasure?" He asked, beckoning the girl closer.

The girl looked confused from the brittle man and the beautiful boy. "Bella?" She said, blinking a few times. "Do you mean my-"

But Edward cut her off, still not taking his eyes off the girl as he answered Eros Volturi. "That's her daughter."

The girl suddenly smiled. "You know my mother?" she asked, starring at Aro. "She has never mentioned ever coming to Italy." She only quickly glanced at Edward Cullen- her mother's early affections. "Wow, good job Mom!" she thought in her head.

"I wondered why you looked so young compared to the memories of Edward here."

The girl looked confused for a minute at Aro words, but he continued. "I am afraid to say, but Edward- do you know Edward Cullen? - helieves that your mother is in grave danger."

Edward watched very carefully at Bella's daughter's reaction. Her eyes opened as he fully looked at him. "Does she know who I am?" he asked himself.

"What happened to my mother?" she cried, as her hands strangely flew to her chest. "Is she alright?"

Aro just smiled kindly and replied, "My dear- werewolves." And as an after thought, he added. "You do realize that werewolves are our only enemies."

The girl only smiled and pressed her hand harder to her chest. "Oh, gosh! I thought you were talking about something important!"

Aro only raised an eyebrow and Edward looked at the girl as if she were mentally disabled.

"You probably think the pack went after her."

"You know a pack of werewolves?" Edward asked. "Does Bella communicate with werewolves?!"

The young teenage started to laugh. "Well of course!"

Edward was about to yell with more questions, but the brittle vampire cut him off. "Very odd… and you my dear- why are you here?"

"I felt like I needed to come. I am… searching for something." She was frowning slightly.

Aro nodded his head, itching to reach his hand out to touch the young girl's shoulder. But he restrained. "Demetri reported that you managed to get into our secret place, how were you able to get through without being seen?"

She only smiled, "I wasn't seen."

Aro reached out his hand and took hers in his without asking. His eyes were hungry as he saw all the girl's memories. His eyes were wide as he pulled away, and she looked at him, confused.

"What is your name child?" Aro asked.

"Lucy Black."

Edward gasped.