Hi! You may want to fasten your seatbelts. This is where the story gets rough. See you at the end.
EPOV
After Bella made the decision of retiring, things got easier. One afternoon, she got in that half trance state and found Aunt Jane; she thought it was an excellent moment to retire and asked one more session to say goodbye to Alec; Bella told her she didn't feel quite capable of getting in trance like before, but agreed to have Alec present while she talked to Jane like this.
Later, we discussed it with Alice, and we agreed that in this way we could set Marcus and Esme too. Bella won't be in danger, and she would be able to ask whatever they want to say to their loved ones before giving their last goodbye.
Alice settled the sessions, and we had Alec first. The easier one.
"Come on! Just one beer!"
Right now Alec was trying to get Carlisle to give him a beer before the session. Carlisle didn't have any experience with teenagers, so he was nervous of what the beer could do to Alec. I offered him that after the session he could have one beer, to celebrate with us not only that he's going to college, but the fact that Bella is retiring and we set the date for our wedding. In four months Isabella Swan will become Isabella Cullen. I was giddy just thinking about it.
"No, go and ask Edward. I don't think prudent to have a beer before the session. What if you get drunk?" Carlisle settled his camera again, decided to film the last of Bella's sessions. He told me that the first tapes were ready and he would show us after we finished with the three lasts sessions.
"But Edward won't give me anything! He's so prude and you're so cool Carlisle."
Yeah, he was using his charm with Carlisle but to no avail. Bella came to rescue Carlisle.
"Is everything set? We only have two hours before Marcus comes. Remember Alec, it will only last fifteen minutes. Just say how much you love her and she will be happy."
Bella took her seat at the head of the table. Alice pushed Carlisle aside and seated in front of me. Jasper smiled at his eager wife, and led Carlisle to the kitchen, where they set their equipment. This session was about to begin.
Bella hummed and smiled. This time she wouldn't get lost in herself, but she would be aware of her surroundings.
"Oh, hi Jane! What do you want to say to Alec?" Her sweet voice asked to the spirit, waiting for an answer only she would hear.
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Alec offered to help Carlisle and Jasper on the kitchen, while Marcus had his session. He was delighted to had the chance to help. He told me how glad he was when Jane told him how proud she was, and sad because she said she didn't have seen his parents. But I told him we don't know how they work on the other side; maybe they will meet soon.
I settled Marcus on the table; he was apologizing again for any trouble his son and his wife caused.
Marcus was blushing, he was too embarrassed by how Didyme and Demetri behaved the last session, and he told me he felt that Bella's decision to retire was his fault. I told him it was a part of that decision, but there were more things involved.
Bella hummed again. She was decided to close this chapter on her life, and the peace we felt after Aunt Jane last goodbye, encouraged to continue with this second-to-last session.
"Oh, hi Didyme! No, you don't have to worry. Sure! He proposed and we will get married in four months, yeah could you imagine it?" Bella was beaming at whatever Didyme was telling her.
"Ok, anything you want to say to Marcus?"
Marcus was at the edge of his chair, he knew it was the moment to really say goodbye. He told me he was glad to have the chance to tell her how much he loves her one more time. And I think Didyme was also glad to let her thoughts clear before she left for the last time.
Bella turned to Marcus. "She says she loves you too much to see you fighting with your son. She hopes that her last talk helped."
Marcus had a smile on his face.
"He got it, crystal clear. Now he's caring and he's the one taking me to my doctor appointments. He even watered her garden!"
Bella repeated his words to Didyme. She had the biggest smile on her face. "Do you think it's wise to mention it to him? Ok. Marcus, she says she knows something that will keep you happy in the future. You'll have an addition to your family, a grandson. Now, it's secret until your daughter in law reaches her first trimester, but soon she'll tell you. Now, whats a better reason to take your medicine and continue with your diet, uh?"
Bella's bright eyes and beaming smile reminded me why she endured this sessions for so long. But it was time to leave this behind. Only one more and she will be done with the other world.
Esme POV
I checked again my bags and my purse. Everything was ready. I needed to gt to my last session on time.
Yesterday I got two calls that certainly changed my life.
The first one was from Alice. She explained to me that Isabella was retiring, and she wanted to give me one chance to talk to Bree before she moved to pursue another career. Just like that. All my hopes to reconnect with Bree went to the drain. I was so angry... But then Jenks called. Harry Sanders was killed in jail. Apparently he pissed off the wrong guy. Sue escaped when she found out. Jenks was worried she would come for me. He said he would call when he had more information, but asked me to lock all the doors and windows, just in case.
I took my afternoon nap, it was one of the times I heard Bree's voice. I felt like I was talking to her. It soothed me.
In my dreams, I told her about Isabella retiring and how I was worried about Sue.
In my dreams she answered me. She came with a plan so perfect... it was a wonder such a little child could think of it.
I called Jenks and told him about my decision. He thought it was a great idea and he gave me some advice. He helped me to settle my plan, well the bit I told him.
Now, I'm going to Isabella's for my last session.
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"Good evening Esme! Come and take a seat."
"Hi Edward. I brought a bottle of champagne, I heard this is a time to celebrate!"
He blushed. Sometimes I found it hard to picture him as the famous writer, and not the bashful man in front of me.
"Hmm, err, sure. Let me bring the champagne flutes."
"Did you set a date for the wedding?"
"In four months. We want a simple cozy wedding."
He brought the flutes to the room where all the session were held; I noticed a couple of blond men and a teenager apart from Alice. I hoped one bottle was enough.
"Come on, let's toast for the happy couple." I opened the bottle and poured the champagne. Isabella mentioned she didn't like to drink before one session, but I convinced her to get a couple of sips.
"To new beginnings."
Everybody said cheers. Even the boy. That one would get wasted with the champagne. His first champagne binge... it sounded so romantic.
I encouraged them to have another drink, only Isabella abstained.
"Well Esme, let's begin."
"Sure, I hope you don't have any problem reaching Bree. Children are so difficult sometimes."
"Don't worry, she was eager to have one last talk."
Sure, I knew how eager she was.
When Isabella hummed, I noticed the eyes of Edward dropping. He had three drinks. He was making an enormous effort to keep his eyes open but... Alice wasn't so far behind. She was so petite... two drinks were more than enough. I hoped the other men... Ha. Someone was snoring in the kitchen. Perfect.
Isabella kept humming, and I knew I had to help her to get in trance.
"You know Isabella, there's no greater love than the one a mother has for her child. One would sacrifice her life in order to get her child out of danger. Imagine when the price isn't her life, but other things... like the life of a worthless medium. You had what, like twenty-five years with your family. Well, I didn't get at least ten." My soft voice and the monotone tone I used got her in complete trance. I knew I could do it.
The blueish fog came from her mouth, but now, with the aid of the drug I put in the champagne, it came quickly. Forming the sweet face of my daughter.
"Mommy!"
"Bree, you have to hurry. Push your way out of that fog. I don't want to wake them."
After fifteen minutes, the plan came to fruition. Finally, my daughter was here.
"Come on Bree. We have a long way to go..."
Before you kill me for this cliff, I want to tell you that Agatha Christie's story ended here. Awful, right? I didn't like that end, so I will continue with the story. Now, I'll try to post the next chapter tomorrow, but RL is pretty demanding right now, so I don't want to promise anything. I'll do my best to keep you from this awful cliff.
See ya.
May