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Chapter 37 – Interception

EPOV

"Bella!" I cried out again.

But her thoughts were absorbed around her burning throat and almost unbearable desire for blood, and not just any blood. Charlie's blood.

In one unhumanly fast motion she rose to her feet.

I tried to lung for her, but to my horror found I could not move. She was holding me in place with her shield, like she had done when I had proposed to her. My heart sank even deeper when I found that the others could not move either. Through their thoughts I could tell that like me they could barely even breathe, which would soon be problem for Charlie if she didn't get to him first.

"Bella please!" I yelled, grateful she had yet to find a way to paralyze my voice.

The others were calling out her name as well, but she wouldn't listen.

Her thoughts all too clearly stated she wanted nothing more than to fling herself across the room to satisfy her savage craving for his blood. But something inside her held her back. It tugged at her and pled for her to obey its will, pled for her to ignore this new found fire inside.

She growled and pushed it away, taking a step toward Charlie.

He stared at her wide eyed. He didn't understand what was going on. His thoughts were confused and jumbled. But mostly he was afraid. His body had ceased to obey his will and he was forced to watch as his daughter came toward him with a viscous glare upon her face, her lip curling into a snarl, and her eyes… were they red? He wanted to cry out but couldn't seem to find his voice. What had happened to her? This wasn't his Bella. She was changed, he had noticed her beauty before, but now he saw it more clearly. It was a fierce beauty, a foreign beauty, as if she weren't… human…

"Bella no, not like this!" my voice cracked in my desperation.

She simply took another step in reply, her throat a raging inferno as his scent became more potent.

"Bella! Listen to me!"

Her head slightly turned in my directed as if a part of her wanted to, but then her eye's whipped back to Charlie and she took another step.

I helplessly watched Charlie's thoughts as his vision went fuzzy and flickered. He could no longer ignore his lungs that were screaming for air. 'Am I dying?' his terrified question range surprisingly clear and vivid through his thoughts.

"You're not a monster!" I yelled, "Fight it Bella!"

Another growl emanated from her and she took another step forward. The only thing keeping her from running straight to him was that opposing force inside her that she had tried in vain to keep away.

Her vampire instinct was strong but so was this other force… this revulsion to the blood. Yet, even now I could see that it wasn't strong enough to conquer her undying need to drink. It was only slowing her down.

"Bella!" I screamed at her. It was only then that I noticed Jacob was back in the house. He tried to run at her but slammed into the invisible wall of her shield and was now held there mid stride.

She was only 2 feet from Charlie now, any second it would be over, and he would be dead.

"Bella don't!" I cried. "You love him!"

Everything inside her stopped at that moment. 'Love' the word echoed through her thoughts, and that opposing force inside her strengthened to where both of us now understood what it was. It was her desire to control herself, it was her love for him and the rest of her family, and it was mixed with a strange sense that his blood seemed to make her sick, almost queasy.

A moment later, though, the fire that her vampire nature fueled into her ordered her to kill. It overcame the ground she had just gained and left her even more vulnerable than before. 'I can't fight this,' she cried within herself.

"Yes you can," I roared.

And then I felt her retreat within herself. Not giving up, but not trying either. The result could only mean one thing, her body would take over and that would mean…

Right then an explosion sounded like a sonic boom throughout the room, and in that instant I was released from my unseen prison. The momentum from straining against her shield carried me forward, but not before the massive wolf form of Jacob Black flew through the air and collided with Bella. Wrapping his feral jaws around her waist he threw her hard against the floor, pinning her there in place.

In the next moment I was by her side, my hands around her wrists holding her to the floor with Jacob. She did not struggle against us.

The rest of my family had also run to her. They now stood around us; Carlisle took Charlie in his arms and carried him out of the house. He was unconscious, whether by the shock of events or by not being able to breathe I did not know. Alice followed Carlisle, grabbing a hold of Mandy and leading her out as she went, before shutting the door behind.

"Bella?" I whispered.

She blinked a few times and her eyes refocused on me.

"Edward?" she said hoarsely.

I released her wrists; I could no longer hear her thoughts which most likely meant she had returned to her normal self.

"Jacob," I said, making it clear in my voice that he could now let her go.

He growled and didn't release her.

"Edward," she repeated, pain and longing in her voice.

"Let her go Jacob," I said firmly.

He reluctantly obeyed and once she was out of his grasp I pulled her to me. She clung to me, shaking and scared.

"I didn't mean to," she whimpered, and I could tell that if she were still human she would have been crying.

"Shhh," I told her. "It's okay Bella."

"No it isn't," she choked. "I could have killed him. I… I about…" She let out a tearless sob and I held her tighter.

I wanted to tell her that it wasn't her fault, that she was a new borne and this is how they normally acted. In fact, she had been stronger than a new borne, she had hesitated and pulled herself back in the middle of the hunt, which I had previously deemed impossible for any new borne to do. I wanted to tell her how strong she had been, but words would not comfort her now. She just needed to be held, and we needed to be alone.

I gathered her legs in one arm and cradled her with the other, rising to my feet while she buried her head into my chest.

"Don't follow," I stated, getting a sense of déjà vu as I remembered a similar scene when Victoria had just bitten her. She had been in the utmost physical pain then, and now she was in the utmost mental and emotional pain.

I turned from the others and strode out the door. Once outside I ran full out with her in my arms, heading again to the only place we had ever considered ours. The meadow.

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