Rated M for Mature Content. 18 and older only please!
Tap. Tap. Tap.
The white gossamer curtains fluttered in the breeze through the open windows around the dining room, sending the scent of hyacinth and huckleberry through the house. The chat with Emily had been going very well aside from the constant interruptions.
Tap. Tap. Tap-tap-tap.
Rosalie's nails clicked on the shiny surface of the dining room table as Sam Uley's growl almost drowned out Emily's husky voice. She was currently playing mediator between Carlisle and Sam. Sam wanted to come hunt us all down and tear us apart -me included- while Emily was pleading my case. Not only was Sam aware of everything that went down but he was deliberately ignoring it, citing that they Cullens broke the treaty by biting a human. Rose had been getting more and more impatient and when her eyes met mine, I knew her patience had finally run out. We'd been having this discussion for over 45 minutes.
Standing from her seat and pressing her palms into the table's surface, she growled as she glared at the phone. "Listen mutt. If Bella hadn't been changed, a lot more damage would have been done to your precious towns than 8 vampires leaving! James was going to create an army and Chief Swan would have perished. The vampire law enforcement would have come to town and decimated the remaining people. You all. Would have. Died!" She rolled her eyes even knowing Sam couldn't see her. "I'm not sure what you don't understand about all of this, Uley but you need to get your shit together and worry about your own territory. Not something that is over and done with. This isn't about protecting our own hides, this is about protecting the entire Olympic Peninsula!" She snapped exasperatedly before sitting back into her chair gracefully.
Emmett wrapped his bulky arm around her slender shoulders and kissed her temple as Sam's growl finally tapered off over the phone line. We could hear Emily pleading with him and tiny footsteps across wooden floors. I assumed Sam had taken the phone and his little imprint was trailing after him. Edward was leaning back in his chair with the two front legs off the ground, his hands laced behind his head as he stared at the ceiling. Esme worried her fingers together and Carlisle kept his face indifferent. Samuel Uley was being a child.
I'd had enough of this. Emily wasn't getting through to her imprint and the Cullens weren't getting through to him either. I couldn't have this hanging over our heads for the next century or however long this wolfpack decided to phase in order to hunt us. They needed to protect themselves, not come after us. I was getting worried that if Sam lead his team on this mission that it would come down to a fight with lives lost and he would be leaving the reservation and Forks completely unprotected for the duration and my dad would end up dead anyway.
As those thoughts and worries went through my head, I suddenly could see the situation at hand. Sam is pacing his small wooden home, a large 12 seater table with a thickly scuffed top sat in the center of a small dining room just off the kitchen. His face is set into a deep scowl, his features still quite handsome in his ire. Emily's small form trailed after him, a tiny brown hand extended as she followed him with pleading eyes and softly spoken words, her slippered feet tapping on the wooden floor.
"Sam, please. Just leave it be!" She asked him gently, placing a hand on his large bicep.
Pausing slightly, his eyes softened as he looked down on his love. He didn't want to pursue this but he felt that it was his duty to uphold the treaty that Ephraim Black set forth years ago. The Cullens directly broke the treaty by biting a human. He knew the technicalities of it, he was very aware that Bella Swan's life was in imminent danger and that of the town and tribe could have been as well but they didn't even consult the wolves first. They just did what they thought was best and didn't think to include their judgement.
My eyes focused back on the moment at hand, here in Wisconsin instead of in Washington and I felt Alice's hand in mine. Looking down on it, I realized that I had completely blocked out everything around me as I was transported to Sam in my mind. That could be very dangerous and I'm hoping that there's a way to control this gift.
Clearing my throat unnecessarily, I looked at the family while I addressed Sam over the phone. "Sam, listen. I realize you're worried about upholding the treaty and that this is a matter of pride for you." His strangled reply was cut off as I continued, a little louder to make my point clear and to address to the family what I gleaned from his mind. "Carlisle did not consult you before I was changed, I realize this now and I apologize on his behalf. There wasn't much time to work with as James was a direct threat and making his move very soon. We had been told the Volturi would be coming and we had to make a decision immediately. Do you understand the weight of that statement?" I paused while I waited for his answer. When his silence spoke for him, I started speaking but in a softer tone. "Sam, the Volturi would have wiped us all out. I was a human being hunted by a sadistic vampire. I was surrounded by the supernatural and they would not have waited to find out why or what of anything. We all would have died and there would have been nothing we could do about it. No fight, no nothing."
Alice had explained the gravity of the situation to me the day after my change and I had been scared, even though that threat was now null.
"They have two small vampires, about Jake's age, who go by the title 'Witch Twins'. They are the epitome of coveted in the Volturi stronghold...Almost overly worshipped simply for the power the law enforcers can utilize at their discretion. Jane can make you feel immeasurable pain with just her mind. It makes you feel as if you're burning from the inside out even though there are no residual effects after. Alec, her biologically twin brother, can numb you completely. When his gift affects you, all of your senses disappear. No more sight, scent, hearing...Nothing." By this time, my voice was a shaky whisper. Rosalie's fingers tightened around my hand and Edward was standing behind me as Alice's fingers smoothed over the knuckles of my other hand.
"All of the Olympic Peninsula would have been wiped clean of all human life. Explained away by some crazy phenomenon." I chuckled. "Emmett says I'm like Xavier using Cerebro, okay? We can't think of another name for it. In times of great danger or stress or whatever, I can actually see you, hear you, and I know exactly what you're feeling and thinking. It's weird but handy." I blew out a breath. "Either way though, I'd rather hope that you would want to protect your lands and your people than run after us for something that in the end saved every last person over there. If you pursue that path, we all run the risk of the past becoming the future and I'm not prepared to take that risk."
I could tell that he was mulling the information over and he could see the gravity of the situation now, clear as day.
He sighed deeply, I heard the scrape of his callused hand run down his smooth face. "I owe you all an apology. Bella is right, I let my pride get in the way. Come here, Em." I heard the shift of fabric and imagined that he was wrapping his little woman into his massive arms. The light smack of lips let me know that he had pressed a kiss onto her. "I'll overlook the breach and hope that you'll accept my apology. No one wants anyone else to die. The break in treaty will go down in our books but so will your reasonings and declarations." There was a slight pause. "Thank you for calling us, Bella, I'm glad to hear that you're not a psycho blood demon. We will talk to you later." His voice moved away from the receiver but before he hung up, we all heard, "Em, we need to rent the X-Men."
Chuckles flew around the room and I sighed, basking in relief and leaning back in my seat. "Thank fuck that's over with."
Carlisle and Jasper nodded while Esme darted a reproving look my way. Emmett scowled and I knew it was because he'd been looking forward to a fight. He loved showing off his bulky biceps. I smiled sheepishly at my new matriarch and apologized for my bad mouth. She smiled back at me softly, "Time to call your father."
A wide smile spread across my face. I couldn't wait to talk to Dad. I only hoped that he was still okay with me being gone...Granted, it wouldn't really matter. He never tended to do it much since he'd only seen me sparsely as I grew up, but it would make things much more difficult if he suddenly decided to pull the father card. I sent a silent prayer up to whatever Gods I should be praying to now and dialed the all too familiar number, thankful that I was still surrounded by my new family.