** Updated as of 12-30-10 **

~Lucky number 13 is up :P lol. At least you didn't have to wait long … just a couple of minutes :P This was the last one posted before BD … so everything after, if there are similarities, are intentional :P I love this chapter because we get a little more Jacob :P Jake, regardless of how you feel about him and Bella together -(I for one, am a total Edward/Bella shipper, if you couldn't tell) - is an awesome character. And I heart him! Lol. Please R&R.

Enjoy!~

Chapter Thirteen - Wolves with Big Mouths

By the flurry of movement around me, I could tell I'd only been out for a minute or so. Edward was holding me to his chest with one arm, and holding a phone to his ear with the other.

"Pick up dammit," he cursed violently. He was silent for a few moments before breathing a sigh of relief. "Renee, It's Edward . . . yes I know . . . I just do, you'll have to trust me . . . please, I know it's hard, but you need to calm down and listen to me . . . there's not much time . . . run, drive, it doesn't matter.

Just get to an airport as quickly as you can, and jump on a plane here. Esme and Carlisle will pick you up and take you someplace safe . . . yes, don't worry, Bella will be there. We'll explain everything when you get here; I promise . . . alright just hurry."

He hung up quickly and immediately bent his head down and kissed me softly on the forehead.

"Are you alright, love? You gave me quite a scare," he whispered, solemnly.

"I'm fine, but what's going on Edward?" I was scared beyond belief. Was this really happening?

"Esme and Carlisle are driving to the airport. They will wait and make sure they're there the moment your mother arrives. Alice and Jasper went with them as well. We won't let anything happen to your parents," he replied, reassuringly rubbing little patterns on my lower back.

"Where are we taking them? What are we going to tell them? Oh my god, what are we going to tell them . . ." I was becoming hysterical.

I couldn't look at his face as the horror of what was happening completely soaked in. My gaze wandered aimlessly around the field trying to find a distraction, anything to take my mind away from my mother, and Phil.

"Where are Rose and Emmett . . . and the pack?" I was surprised. I could've sworn they were there when I woke up.

"My sister and brother, and Jacob actually, are going to pick up your father, and then head over to the house to pick up clothes for everyone, and then they're meeting us at Sam's."

"They're meeting us at Sam's?"

"Yes."

"But why?" Flabbergasted was not a strong enough word.

"Because of the severity of the situation, Sam has decided to over look the treaty for now. We are all apart of this, and when a fight does happen, we have everyone in the same place so we know they're safe, and to defend."

"When did you all decide this? I was only out for a little bit, right?" My head was spinning so terribly that that's all I could manage to reply to.

"You know us vampires; we work very quickly, plus, being able to hear people's minds and not have to sit there and explain, makes action a lot quicker."

I nodded, not being able to speak. Before I could comprehend the movement, Edward already had us running through the forest heading straight to La Push.

We were at Sam's in minutes, and without bothering to knock, we rolled right on through the house into the kitchen. No one but Seth was there, pacing around the room.

"Thank God you guys are here. Are you alright Bells?"

"I'm fine Seth. What about you?"

He blew out an exasperated puff of air. "I'm fine. I just wish I was out there patrolling right now. I hate being the one stuck here."

"Why they'd do that," I asked in curiosity.

"Well, I'm supposed to make sure that your dad and mom arrive, and once they do, then they'll all come here and we'll discuss what's going to happen. We need to make sure everyone is safe first. If something happens here, I can change in an instant, and inform them. I just wish I could help if something happens out there."

"I'm sorry." I hated seeing that sad pout of his.

"Don't sweat it Bells, I shouldn't be complaining at a time like this. I'm sorry. I'm sorry about Phil."

"Thank you." The break in my voice was clear. I wasn't really close to Phil, but I did know him, and no one should have to go like that . . . my poor mother. .. It was entirely my fault.

I wasn't looking at him, but Edward must have sensed the regret in my voice. He hugged me from behind while nestling his head in the crook of my neck.

"Please sweetheart, don't cry," he pleaded with me.

"Edward," I turned around and sobbed into his chest. "My mother, my family, it's all my f-fault!"

"Do not say that again." His eyes were blazing as he made me face him. "None of this is your fault. This is their fault. The Volturi. They have no right to take lives like this, and they will pay for it, believe me."

It was plain to see that he had more to say, but the overwhelming stress of the situation, caused him to lapse into silence. It didn't matter; I knew what he was thinking. This baby was our doing, but this death was not.

Who did they think they were anyway? Just because they assumed the position of leaders, didn't mean that they were. They'd become powerful through fear and trickery, and had gotten away with it for too long. We would never do anything that might expose their race, and they knew that. We should be able to deal with our family problems as we see fit. It was none of their concern.

Could no one in the vampire world just sit down and have a discussion? They all went into battle mode right away without even discussing any options? Not that I would give up this baby if they asked, but still. How about a little civility?

None of the reasons mattered, all that did, was that Phil was gone. They had ripped a hole into our family, and would pay a dear price. Too many things were running through my mind it was giving me a headache. I made do with staring at the clock and waiting.

So many hours passed waiting for them to arrive, that Edward took me into the living room, sat me down in his lap, and held me gently, willing me to fall asleep. I couldn't, but laid there with my eyes closed trying to calm my nerves.

Carlisle and Esme arrived late in the evening, each holding one of my unconscious parents in their arms. Rose, Emmett, Jasper, Alice, and Jake shuffled in right after them. I jumped up and ran to them in an almost vampire-like instant.

"Oh my God, what happened," I choked out in panic. What would I do if they . . . I couldn't even finish the thought.

"They're fine Bella," Carlisle answered soothing my worries away. "I gave them each a sedative so they could rest. It's been one hell of night. Let us put them upstairs to bed, and we'll be right down."

I felt everyone watching me, and wearily turned around.

"I'm fine," I answered their wordless questions. I hated that they were worried about me, especially when they should be worried about themselves. I know was. I was always bringing danger to the people around me, and it was getting tiring. I wish I could protect them all.

"What took you guys so long," I asked to fill the silence. Charlie should've been brought here much sooner than my mom. What had they been doing for so long?

"Well Bella," Esme's voice floated to me from the bottom of the stairs. "We thought since you already have so much going on with the baby and everything . . . we thought we'd tell them for you."

"Tell them?"

"Yes."

"Tell them . . . what?" How much did they give away about my baby, about our secret?

"Everything," Jacob finally spoke to me, in a tone sounding strained, but also, rather amused.

"Yes," Carlisle began. "Obviously we needed to tell them why they were being forced to come with us. We waited until Renee got off the plane, and took her to the house with us, where we met up with the kids and Charlie."

I opened and closed my mouth, struggling to find the right words, the right question.

"How . . . did that . . . conversation go," I asked, in no more than a whisper. I didn't think I wanted to know.

"We sat them down and explained to them very bluntly what was going on. We told them what we were, what you are going to become, the baby, and what I can guess about its growth. We told them everything that has happened since you moved here.

What really happened in the ballet studio, Victoria's vendetta, the Volturi, everything . . . we even clued them in on the werewolves. Honesty is the best policy in this situation. It is not good to be left in the dark, and I figured you'd agree. You're not mad are you," he asked me, clearly nervous.

How could I ever be mad at my father-in-law? "Of course not Carlisle, thank you so much for doing that." I was truly grateful for all of them.

"How did they take it?"

"Well," Emmett was the one to answer this time, and turned to face me. "Your mom sat there and listened very quietly. I would've figured she thought we were nuts, that we would have to really convince her, but like you, she just seemed to accept it. The women in your family are weird by the way . . . After we were done talking she started crying hysterically and eventually Carlisle offered her a sleeping pill which she took right away."

He paused for moment, looking even more amused as he continued clueing me in. "Your dad . . . well he yelled a lot . . . And then paced around without saying anything . . . he's very back and forth you know . . . he did think were nuts, but wolf-boy over here made him change his mind."

"How," Edward asked, for my benefit. I couldn't seem to find the words.

I watched as a slow smirk spread across Jacob's face. "I changed in front of him," he replied simply.

"You what," I breathed out in utter shock.

"It was awesome," Emmett said giving Jacob a high five. I never thought I'd see the day.

Jake barked out a laugh before continuing. "Your dad got really green . . . like he was going to hurl, but he just sank onto the couch staring off into space. All he said was 'Okay,' and then took the pill that the good doc offered."

"Did my mom see this too?"

"Yeah," he chuckled, again. "She kind of just looked at me with this odd expression, and beckoned me with her hand to come over to her. Once I did, she finally spoke up, and she thanked the Cullens and me for taking care of you before she fell asleep."

My mouth dropped open in further shock.

"She patted me on the head," he finished, looking so amused I couldn't help but smile in response.

"Yeah?"

"She even scratched me behind the ears." His laughter was barely contained now.

"Oh stop." He couldn't be serious.

"No . . . joke . . . Bells," He gasped out in between his throaty laughs. He was using my nickname? The thought that maybe our friendship wasn't lost after all, filled me with such hope I wanted to cry.

All of us, Edward included, began laughing as well. I was the first one to sober up as the worries starting flittering through my mind once again.

The last time I saw my parents they wanted nothing to do with me. Surely that wouldn't change now would it? What would they say to me once they woke up?

I didn't have very long to dwell or speculate. Apparently Seth had told his family we were all here, because Sam, with some of the pack following him, entered the house only minutes later. They all stood around in a huddled group for a moment before Sam let out a huff of tiredness.

"Well," he began sinking to the floor, the others following suit. "What the hell are we going to do now?"

~What the hell are they going to do? Will Charlie make up with Bella? Will Renee … especially after what happened with Phil? What do you think? Did you like it? Please let me know. Thanks so much for reading!~