Chapter 21: Trouble

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Jacob's POV

"And why are you just now saying something about this? You've been around for weeks! You didn't think this was important information to tell us?" I yell at Edward, making my anger at him very clear. "Fucking idiot. You just wanted to keep this to yourself for the big reveal, huh? What an asshole."

"Really, Jacob. Alice saw several future outcomes for this surgery. Most of them did not include the unwinding of her 'Third Eye', as they call it. I didn't know if this would be our reality or not. The likely outcome was that she would come out of this as the same Bella that went in. There were a few other, more undesirable outcomes, but this is one of two for the talent appearing. We shall see soon, which it is."

"Well this is really something. I'm going to need to unwrap your head completely, Bella, to make sure that you didn't sustain any injuries on the Astral Plane. Do you understand?" Dr Mallier asks her, looking her in the eyes. She looks confused and scared. We are talking about her like she isn't here. She has no idea what is going on. He starts to remove the bandages on her head, unwinding them slowly and discarding them in the biohazard basket next to him. He gets down to the gauze pads that are the only bit left on her head, and lifts them.

"Is everything ok, Doc?" I ask, standing to lean over their way. Edward gasps, still sitting. He must be reading his mind. "What is going on?"

"Her skin is already knitting together. She is healing very quickly. Much quicker than any normal human should. But she wasn't like this when I closed her up. I haven't a clue how this is happening."

"I do. The Astral Plane heals her. It's her home. That's how she can harm me there. That plane of existence is not for our kind. There are few who can roam there. Taha Aki and the rest of the Spirit Warriors traveled this very same plane. How she can bring someone with her... I'm not sure about that. I've never heard of it happening before," Edward informed us.

"Holy shit." I look at Bella now, who looks weak and strong at the same time. She looks so scared, that I have to say something to her. "Bells. Are you ok? Are you understanding what is going on here? I'm so sorry that this is so confusing and scary right now. This must feel like so much to take in, after the surgery." Her eyebrows shoot up at the mention of surgery, and I forgot that we haven't even talked with her about how she did in surgery at all. "Surgery went well. They got all of the tumor, love. You did die on the table and they had to bring you back. Which is what I'm guessing brought about this change in you. Does your research match my theory, Edward?"

"It does. A traumatic or near death experience has been known to bring out psychic powers in those predestined to have them. It also explains why you Imprinted on her, Jacob. Imprinting is basically your wolf finding the best person to reproduce with, to have the strongest offspring. You and Bella will have very strong pups, indeed," Edward admitted.

"Will? Are you saying you are giving up, Eddie boy?"

"Oh, yes. I don't want her to do that to me again. Pissing her off seems like a bad idea, and I got the hint the first time. I'll just have to lick my wounds. Ha. Get it?"

"Ha ha. Good one," I reply sarcastically, trying not to actually chuckle at him. He hears this from me and raises an eyebrow. I hear a sharp slapping sound and look over to see Bella clapping her hands. When she gets my attention, she uses her hand to signify that she wants to write. "Coming right up."

"Hmmm... I wonder if it would be ok for you to try to talk, since you have healed a lot of the way, maybe your throat might not be so bad?" Dr. Mallier suggests.

She quickly shakes her head, and makes the movement that she needs to write again. I hand her the notepad and pen from her bedside table, and see her clumsily scrawl 'MUSIC' on it.

Bella's POV

This is fucking insane! I need to get out of here, but I obviously can't. I think of my only means of escape, and ask for something to write on. 'MUSIC' is what I write, and show it to Jacob, tapping the notebook twice. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out my phone, and the headphones that fold up to fit easily anywhere. He slips them over my head and hands me the phone. I thumb through my playlist, stopping right where I need it.

Oh no, I see
A spider web is tangled up with me
And I lost my head
And thought of all the stupid things I'd said

Oh no, what's this?
A spider web and I'm caught in the middle
So I turned to run
And thought of all the stupid things I'd done

I slowly tune out the men in the room talking about, and not to me. I tried to speak when they weren't looking. I tried. It's like my throat wouldn't work. I spoke just fine in the Astral Plane. The fucking ASTRAL PLANE. I don't understand what's going on. I've never heard of this Great Grandmother of mine. As much as I hate him, especially right now, I trust Edward's research. I know that he's right. The most I've ever heard about anything like this was when Jake tried to explain to me about how they started phasing- The Spirit Walkers. I'm going to have to talk to Charlie about this, ask him if he remembers his grandma at all.

I'm trying to be lost in thought, listening to music. I'm trying to relax, because I don't want to freak out and for them to have to sedate me. I feel a hand in mine. Before I open my eyes, I can feel the extreme heat, and know that it's Jake. I look over at him, wishing for all of the world that he could pull me onto his lap and hold me. I need it so badly. What the Doctor said about me being a lot more healed than I should be... Well, I felt it. When I was in the other dimension, I could feel myself kind of... knitting together, I guess. I felt better and better the longer I was there. Now, I have grown accustomed to finding out some weird information, but this is fucked up.

I let my mind wander to Jacob, about how much I love him and what I would give for a really good lay right now. I know THAT would help me relax. All of a sudden, I feel Jake jerk really hard and yell.

Jacob's POV

I'm in my room, Bella kneeling on the ground in front of me, my dick in her mouth. I honestly have no idea how in the hell I got here, but I'm above asking at the moment. Bella looks up at me, seemingly a little shocked, herself, but she keeps going. I grab the hair on the back of her head that has miraculously reappeared.

"Does that feel good?" she asks me, and I groan in appreciation.

"Fuck, yes. You are amazing, Bells. Keep doing the thing with your hand," I instruct.

"Like this?"

"No, I changed my mind. Go to the bed and bend over."

She gets up and walks over to the bed, and I watch her ass shake with each step. It's not big, but it is fantastic. I follow her, pulling her panties down as she climbs onto the bed. I get them off of her feet and toss them, licking my fingers and making sure that she is ready for me to fuck her. My fingers glide around the outside of her slit, then slide right inside her. She's ready, alright.

I bend my knees a bit and push myself into her wet cunt. We both gasp. I lift her hips with my hands and straighten my legs. She weighs next to nothing- I could do this all day. Well, I could if it were just my arms involved. We haven't had sex in so long, that this isn't going to take but a little bit to finish me off. I decide I don't want it to be over, and flip her over onto her back.

Kneeling down now, I lower my mouth to her vagina, swiping my tongue up once. I look up to her face to gauge her reaction. The look she is making right now... I love that look. I live for that look. I bury my face again, giving her clit the royal treatment. I use every trick I know, making her writhe rhythmically to keep up. I slip my fingers inside and her legs fall all the way to the sides-my cue that what I'm doing is working the way it should.

My hand finds a steady stroke, fingers moving in and out while I lick and suck at her. Her breathing is getting heavier, so I go harder, faster. She's getting pretty vocal now, and when she tightens around my fingers and screams my name, my cock throbs.

As soon as she's done, I jump up onto the bed with her and turn her the right way, easing my way into her tightness. It's hard to get in once she's came, but that can be a good thing. I moan, pushing the rest of the way in, and I can tell she's in her post-orgasm fog.

"Are you good?" I ask.

"Yes, yes! Please, don't stop. Keep going, Jake!"

I bend down and kiss her then, and start setting a pace that we can both keep up with. It doesn't take long before I can feel the slow burn coming, and I try my best to keep it at bay. My body isn't responding to my demands, and I have to let Bella know that it's time.

"I'm about to cum!" I moan, and Bella immediately climbs out from under me, wrapping her lips around my shaft. Her hand starts pumping up and down, and her mouth moves with it, making me delirious with the feel of it. I shatter into a million pieces, almost an out of body experience. Then I realize that I AM out of my body. "Oh, holy shit. Bells, how do you get us home?"

"Um, I'll work on it in a minute. Can you just... Hold me for a minute? Kiss me. Tell me you love me. I really need you right now, and I can't leave my hospital bed," she whispers in a sad voice.

"Sure, sure. No problem, babe. But, while we do that, can you think about it?" She smiles at me then, winking. What the hell does that even mean? I chuckle, lean down and kiss her, then pull her into my arms on the bed.

Edward's POV

And just like that, Jacob jerked, yelled loudly, and slumped over. Bella's eyes went dark, wide open, head relaxing to the side. I've never seen anything like this. Dr. Mallier is standing there, slack-jawed. I'm not sure what to do, but wait. Dr. Mallier starts moving toward them then, and brings out his little flashlight again. He shines it in Bella's eyes, thinking about her eye being all pupil. Checks her pulse, reflexes... Everything seems good. But she's limp. Gone. He rushes over to Jacob then, doing the same exam on him that he did on Bella. Jacob's eyes are closed, so he uses his thumb to hold open his eyelids, and he thinks that his pupils are responsive. Everything seems good with him, too.

"I'm not sure what I'm looking at, here," he says. As soon as it leaves his mouth, Bella and Jake both start making... noises. I don't know how else to describe them, than that they sound like muted sex noises.

"Dear God," I mutter, and seriously sit here thinking about staying to see what happens when they cum. My better judgment appears, and I pick myself up and walk out of the room. "Dr. Mallier, are you coming with me?" I ask, using a bit of a forceful tone. I don't want him to think that he has a choice here. He starts walking toward me, casting furtive glances back in the room as we walk down the hall.

Jacob's POV

When we get back in the room, we are the only two there. I have an idea why they left, considering I saw Edward's reaction to Bella scratching him in the Astral Plane. I'd wager that they saw our reactions here, too. I didn't even consider it in the moment. I look over at Bella, who looks so serene. She's smiling at me, and reaches over to squeeze my hand.

"You ok?" I ask her. She nods her head yes. Fuck. I should have asked her about the talking while we were there. "I'd better go find Edward and Dr. Mallier to see if they learned anything about your... episodes... while we were gone. I'll be right back." I walk out into the hallway, and to the waiting area outside of the recovery rooms. There sits Edward.

"Are you done?" he asks me snarkily.

"Why yes, we are BOTH done, thank you," I smile. He snorts. He seems to have gained a sense of humor about this. "Did Dr. Mallier observe anything while we were gone?"

"Well, yes, we both observed some rather disturbing things," he chuckles. "I can't read either of your minds while you are in the astral plane, so nothing has changed about Bella, but it seems as though when she pulls someone in, her mental shield covers them, as well. I find that fascinating. Dr Mallier did do some small exams on you two when you were Walking. Bella's eyes become all pupil, though yours stay responsive to stimuli. Both of your heart rates were normal, though he didn't check them again after the noises started..." Edward looks uncomfortable, and now it's my turn to laugh.

"Well, I haven't been able to touch her like that in a while. You can understand why she might yank me into an alternate dimension and take advantage of me, right?" It's really hard for me to keep a straight face right now. All of a sudden, Alice rushes into the waiting area.

"Guys. Tomorrow. It's happening tomorrow. Victoria and the Newborn Army are coming."

"What do you mean? I thought we had more time? Dammit, Jacob, you distracted me! I was so preoccupied with you and Bella shit, that I wasn't paying attention. Alice, look at me. Slow down your thoughts," Edward tries to calm her.

"What the fuck is going on? Someone tell me something!" I yell, but my words fall on deaf ears. No one is listening to me.

"Ok, we need to get our shit together. We're going to have to smuggle Bella out of the hospital. Thankfully, we have the Doctor on our side, and Carlisle and Sue can help care for her at your house.. There are just so many variables at play here, that we can't know for sure what exactly will happen. We just can't leave her in the hospital for any of them to track here," Edward explains. "They will be coming sometime tomorrow during the evening. Hopefully we'll be able to successfully head them off before they hit your village."

"I'm going to go check on Bella and let her know what's going on," I huff out with exasperation. I walk back to her room, preparing myself for her reaction with the little time I have. When I walk in though, her eyes are wide open and black, blood trickling from her nose. Fuck.

Bella's POV

Now that I've figured out some of the mechanics of my new gift, I decide to take it for a joy ride. I try my best to make my body feel that same tingly feeling I had the other times I went Home, concentrating hard. I squint my eyes, pushing hard against the barrier I found to be flexible in my mind. I feel it give a small pop, and find myself in the Astral Plane.

I reach up, fingering the large scar that has now formed on the side of my head. All healed up, I see. Here, I look around and notice that everything is kinda purplish, coated in shadows. It's blurry, but not to the point that it messes with your vision. Soft, almost. I'm standing in front of something that looks like a small castle fort that's drenched in purple fuzzy ivy. Before walking in, I instinctively pull my hands in front of me like a prayer, and dragging them apart, I cup them, forming a sparkling ball. It crackles in my palms, and I know for sure that it will do some serious damage. I stare at it in amazement, astonished that I can do something like this. I throw it at a nearby tree, and it shatters into a million fuzzy pieces, like blowing a dandelion in the wind.

Feeling comfortable now, I walk through the door of the fort, looking inside and around as far as I can see. There is furniture here, sparsely decorating this room. There are two other rooms. One has a bed and a large old style looking glass mirror. The other is a library, filled with books, and what looks like a chemistry set. There is a large collection of glassware here that would make Walter White jealous. On a table off to the side is a very large, leather bound book, and a smaller one beside it. I open the big book to somewhere in the middle, and thumb through the pages. It seems to be a recipe book of sorts, but not for food. I'd guess it has something to do with a cabinet next to it, that has labeled jars with things like 'Toad's Tongue' in it. Yuck. I close it and pick up the smaller book, now.

The first page inside says 'Matilda Presley, Psychic Extraordinaire' and a date, 1885. I flip through the pages, and find that she's funny. Quirky is a good word. She finds humor in her situation, even though it is dangerous to live the life that she did. She couldn't help it, just like I can't. I run across this passage and take pause:

When first I began this journey, I found time to pass at the same speed in the Aether as the real world. I would spend days here, learning new things, brewing new potions, and come back to find that I was starving, had wet myself, and was in desperate need of a bath.

I invented a clock that I put on my nightstand next to the bed, that I can turn back any time I need. It turns back time in the real world so that the naturally occurring consequences do not happen. Sometimes I stay here for weeks, just turning back the clock. I could stay here forever, but I know there are things I must do in my worldly home, namely interacting with the wolves that live nearby. I've taken one in, and called him Swift. He was the smallest of the pack, but now he has grown to an enormous size. I can't let him sleep in the bed with me anymore. He's twice the size of a man! He watches me with such intelligent eyes...

Wolves? It figures.

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