*Zoey's P.O.V*
The next few weeks were very important. I had to play it cool, and be sneaky. Not setting anything into stone, in case Alice was watching my choices. I felt bad about lying and deceiving my family, but I needed to know why Derek Loy was so important to me and this voice in my head.
The night before I flew out, I packed my bag. Nothing much, a few pair of pants, shirts, and my picture of my mom. I made sure my money I had saved up from Christmas was place safely in the front pocket. I already knew a flight from Gatlinburg, to Seattle took off at five in the morning, I would purchase my ticket in the morning. So, by the time Alice saw I was flying to Seattle, she couldn't notify my family in time to stop me. It was a non-stop flight, that would take five hours, but with the time change it would put me landing in Seattle around eight in the morning. Giving me just enough time to get to Mr. Loy's office before our schedule appointment.
I told Esme and Carlisle I didn't feel well and was going to go to bed early. Rosalie and Emmett were out hunting, and Esme mentioned she might go join them since I didn't want dinner. Once, Carlisle and Esme check on me, they went hunting. It was almost mid-night, and they probably thought I was fast asleep. I quickly changed out of my pajamas into a pair of jeans and a hoodie. Knowing the weather would be cooler in Seattle. I jogged to my car. It would take me almost three hours to get to the airport, so I sped off in that direction. Hoping for once in my life Alice was watching my every move.
I arrived at the airport, and parked my jeep. Not knowing how long I would leave it there. I left the key in the middle console. I knew one of my family members would find it and bring it back, but by the time they got here I would be long gone. Walking up to the lady, who sold the tickets. I check my bag, making sure I had my photo I.D. and money.
"Hi, I would like to buy a ticket to the five am flight to Seattle." I held my breath, knowing how suspicious it looked to buy a plane ticker two hours before the flight took off. "My grandmother is really sick so this is an emergency flight." I quickly said.
The lady nodded as she began to type away, "That will be eight-hundred dollars, do you have a luggage you'd like to check in?" She asked me. I shook my head no, handing her cash to pay for my ticket. Last minute flights weren't cheap. Once I had my ticket, I went through security, and waited for my flight to board. Finally, I heard my boarding number called over the speakers. I found my way to my seat, luckily by a window, and buckled myself in. I sat there watching other people get on, an older man sat across from me. Probably traveling on business. A young couple sat in front of me, holding hands and giggling. I looked down at my phone, that has been on silent the whole time since I left my house. I had nine missed calls from my dad, twenty text messages from Alice and almost thirty miss calls from Rose, Esme, Emmett and Carlisle. I looked at my messages from Alice.
From: Alice
12:34 am
I'm not sure what you're doing but you better tell me.
From: Alice
1:19 am
I will call your dad, and he will come and stop you
I scrolled through more of her threatening to call my family, or my dad. The last one is what caught my eye.
From: Alice
4:37 am
I know why you're going to Seattle, and I understand you have many questions. Hopefully, you find the answers. I will keep your secret safe, if you don't go back to Forks.
I sighed in relief, she wouldn't tell my dad, or anyone else where I was going. I knew I could count on her. I didn't even think about going back to Forks. As much as I wanted to see Carter, and Bella I knew it would just bring more pain to all of us. The flight attendant came on giving the basic safety instructions. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the window, I knew it was about to be a long flight.
I was awoken but a sudden stop, I sat up to see the plane had touched down in Seattle. I can't believe I slept through the whole flight. I grabbed my bag, impatiently waiting to get off the plane. I checked my phone for the time, 8:12, I needed to hurry. I pushed my way through the crowd as I made it outside. I track down a taxi, "1001 4th Avenue, please" I commanded as he pulled out into the traffic. Time was ticking by, and I was getting nervous. I haven't really thought about what I was going to say, I knew it would be a lot of questions. Hopefully, he wasn't too mad I lied.
The cab pulled up to a tall building, I paid the man and slowly walked through the front doors. There was younger lady, sitting at a desk.
"Hello." She spoke in a professional voice, "Do you have an appointment?"
I nodded, "Yes, 9am with Mr. Loy. My name is Ms. Franks" I replied as she began to type.
Picking up her phone, "Mr. Loy, your 9 am is here to see you." I couldn't hear what he said back, but she was nodding her head. She hung up and looked at me. "Go through those doors, his office is the last door on the left." Pointing to the doors. I smiled at her as I walked towards them.
The hall way was fall of pictures of beautiful homes, that looked like they were designed for someone famous. I walked to the end of the hall, and knocked softly. "Come in," the deep voice from the phone call flooded into my ears. I turned the knob as I walked in. Mr. Loy looked exactly like the man in the photo I found. Tall, with dark black hair, pale skin and burgundy eyes. "You must be Ms. Frank," He stood walking towards me, "I must saw, you're a lot younger than I was thinking, but I can never judge a book by its cover." He chuckled. "Please sit." He motioned towards the empty chair.
I did as I was told, "Sorry to come bother you Mr. Loy." I started off saying, "I'm not actually here for a house remodeling." I looked up at him as I saw his head nod as if he already knew that.
"I assumed since you look like you're a young lady, who isn't old enough for a home." He retorted.
"Yes, I am here because someone, I'm not sure who told me to come find you." I knew how dumb that sounded. I looked down at my hands.
"Was it Grace?" He asked me, and my head shot up.
"Grace?" I repeated her name.
"I just figured since you look so much like her, that you were a relative or something." He sat back down in his chair. I looked like Grace? So, maybe she was my mother.
"Well unless Grace goes by a different name such as Lillian, then no it wasn't Grace." I uttered.
"What did you say?" He was glaring at me now, making me feel uncomfortable.
"Uh, unless Grace goes by Lillian than no." I was too scared to look up.
"How do you know Lillian?" He stood back up, walking towards me. I began to panic.
"She is," he got closer to me, "She is my mother." I almost shouted but controlled myself. He froze.
"Impossible, she is a vampire, she can't have a child." He stood there in disbelief. So, he does know my mother, and she was alive. I swiftly grabbed the picture of my mother out of my book bag and handed it to him with trembling hands.
"This is my mother," He took it, staring at it in amazement. "She told me to come find you, I think in a dream. She led me to you, and I thought you would have some answers for me. I've been living with the Cullen's for years. Carlisle is my grandfather, my dad is Edward, his adopted son, and Lillian's first love." I spoke so rapid that I had to catch my breath.
He didn't say anything at first trying to process the information, finally he spoke, "Lillian was changing when I found her 1919 on Lake Michigan. There was so much blood. She woke up and all she did was cry for her lost child. I didn't know what to do or who to go help me find her missing baby. She was devastated, but she soon moved on and quit mourning. We lived happily together for over decades, until the 90's when she just disappeared. I haven't see or even heard about her since." He didn't look up from the photo. My heart broke for him, he really loved her and she just left him.
"So, my mother is alive?" I whispered. He looks up finally, and gave me a small smile.
"I have no idea, she has been gone for so long, I couldn't even tell you where to find her or start looking." He handed me back the photo, "I wish I was more help." I took the photo, placing it safely back in my bag.
"No, you've been so much help." I nodded.
"How did you grow up? I mean, how are you so young and alive?" He was confused, I could feel it.
"I was raised by a coven of vampires, James and Victoria. They are the ones who bit my mother, while I was inside her. Causing some of the venom to get into my body, forcing me to never age. I left them when they found a new member, Laurent. I ran away and the Cullen's found me." I stated, throwing my bag over my shoulder.
"Yes, the Cullen's such a wonderful coven, and Laurent. An amazing friend, he was just here a few hours ago, heading up to Forks to visit his friend." He shook his head while sitting back down, "Such a strange man."
"His friend?" I asked, my heart was racing. Laurent only knew of us and Bella in Forks. We weren't there, and Bella was alone.
"Yes, her name was I think Bella." He started to type away, before looking at me. "Are you alright?" He asked, very concerned. I nodded and I ran out. I need to get to Forks, I had to save Bella.
