The Stars and the Sun
Disclaimer: Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, Breaking Dawn, and Midnight Sun all belong to Stephenie Meyer. And I am not her.
Summary: What is someone from our universe entered the Twilight universe? What would she think? Do? Feel? And what if our universe was the fictional one?
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Shooting Stars
Chapter Ten
Almost the second I stepped back into the house, I found myself in Gabriel's arms again. I found out that Gabriel and Carlisle had been discussing something about me. I wasn't sure what exactly but I wasn't too pre-occupied with it. Carlisle wanted me to come over to the hospital on Wednesday to take some blood samples and run routine tests. Fun. But he did need the DNA so I wasn't really going to argue about it.
By the time Edward and I had gotten back to the house, it was already getting dark. The rest of the Saturday was spent sitting around and watching movies. I personally love the Italian Job and found it even more fun watching it with the vampires. They were discussing how the weight of the gold bars would make it impossible for the Mini Coopers to navigate like that through any sewer system.
Sunday morning I found myself sprawled across the bed and slowly waking up. I practically had to force my eyes open even though I couldn't sleep a second longer. I could feel the soft white fur of Miss Ginsie, lying right next to my shoulder now which meant it must be late. Ginsie liked to scoot up, starting from my feet to my head, before finally nudging me awake when she wanted to get up and play. Combining the fact it was late –if Miss Ginsie was an indication- and the fact my body was starting to hurt from trying to go back to sleep when I really didn't need it, I pulled myself up. I was about to stumble out of bed when I felt a familiar cool hand grab my arm.
"Perhaps you should sleep a bit more, tesorina," Gabriel's operatic like voice whispered softly into my ear. I shook my head and yawned as I stood up. Ginsie hopped off the bed and probably went running to go find Emmett or Jasper.
"Nuh, need ta get up," I mumbled. I could feel Gabriel supporting me by the elbow like I was a little kid and I glared at him the second my eyes were fully open. He offered a small smile but kissed my forehead before letting me go. I scowled and headed over to my closet. I needed to get dressed for church. According to the alarm clock, it was already 8:20 and mass started at 9.
Gabriel stood there, watching me as I tried to decide what to wear. I knew I must look a wreck this morning –puffy eyes and probably blochy skin- if the way I felt was any indication, so I started to feel self conscious. I didn't want my future husband to see me like this; especially since this was very temporary. Not only would I look okay in another few minutes –waking up helped a lot- but I wouldn't have that problem when I became like him. I half turned my back to him, so all he could see was my messy braid and not my face.
"Um, Gabriel? I promise I'll be ready in a few minutes. You don't have to stand there," I mumbled, my voice still clouded with sleep. Rather than hear him leave, I heard the familiar sound of him moving at vampire and felt two arms encircle me from behind and his lips upon my neck. I immediately relaxed into his embrace despite all the self-consciousness I was feeling.
"Gabriel? What's wrong?" I asked him. He normally didn't even see me until I stepped out of the bedroom. By that point, I was brushed, washed, and dressed. Right now, I was still waking up and wearing PJ's. I wasn't even close to looking anything reasonably nice.
"Nothing, amore. Why?" he asked in-between kisses along my neck and jaw. I placed my hands over his and gently tried to pull them apart so I could look at him. He wouldn't let me and I sighed.
"Normally, you don't see me until I come out of the bedroom," I whispered. It was hard to talk with him acting like this. "And well, right now…I'm probably ugly as can be," I continued. He stopped his kisses then and I was worried that my smell was too much for him all the sudden. I felt his hands loosen from around me but, just as quickly, I felt him turn me around to face him. I looked at him confused.
"You are never anything other than beautiful to me," Gabriel stated emphatically, his voice dripping with sincerity but I knew I wasn't exactly beautiful right now. I sighed and shook my head, looking down.
"Gabriel, you don't have to lie like that. It's okay. I know I'm not beautiful right now. If you let me get dressed and wash up, I'll pass for decent in a few minutes," I told him with a half smile as I looked up. His face was grim and I wondered if there was something else going on. Maybe he was worried about the meeting with the wolves tomorrow or something like that.
Slowly, he raised his hand to cup the side of my face and run his thumb across my cheekbone. All I could do is stand there blindly, looking straight into his butterscotch eyes. "You are always beautiful," Gabriel stated softly but firmly. All I could do is offer a half smile, I didn't feel like arguing anymore.
He let me get dressed and washed up. With some eye drops, lip gloss, and teeth brushed, I looked a lot better; at least in my opinion. I pulled my hair back into a simple bun with a couple of hairsticks, and then went out to the living room where Gabriel gathered me in his arms again.
"Where are you going, cucciola mia?" he asked, amused by my haste. It was 8:45 now and it would take at least ten minutes to get to the church across from the Hospital. Thankfully, Carlisle knew exactly where the local Catholic Church was since he passed it every day on his way to work. He gave me directions rather than trying to search for it on the web. I can't wait until Google Earth becomes mainstream…again. Mapquest just doesn't cut it.
"Church. I'm going to be late," I said, trying to move around him before stopping and looking back. "You want to come?" I asked, figuring he'd rather stay here and bond with the boys or something like that. He looked nervous, as he always did when the subject of churches came up, but didn't say no.
"If you would have me come…?" he began.
I sighed and started to walk up the rest of the stairs. "You don't have to come if you don't want to, Gabriel. I'm use to going alone," I told him. I made it to the top of the stairs when I felt a breeze and the door opened automatically. Rather than seeing just my beloved handsome mosquito –as he was being right now- holding the door open for me, I also saw a familiar crop of black spiky hair.
"Alice, I'm late. I need to get to church. I'll play or shop or whatever later, okay?" I asked impatiently.
Alice cocked her head to the side, a finger on her chin in thought. "Oh shopping would be fun but I want to go with you right now!" she stated. I stopped and looked at the tiny pixie with an eyebrow raised. She clasped her hands in front of her and looked down. "That is, if you want me," she said with such undeniably cute sadness that my heart wretched at the scene.
"If you want to come, you are welcome to but all it is is a bunch of reading, speaking, and singing," I told her, wondering why the heck she wanted to come to church. Alice's face lit up and she began to bounce in place on her toes before hugging me.
"Can we all come?" Alice asked with delight. I raised an eyebrow. Okay, so what was going to happen at church, normal Sunday Mass, that has got her so worked up.
"Sure…," I said with a shrug before heading towards the door. When I found out all actually meant all I was beyond curious and looked directly at Alice. She just smiled without saying anything.
"Alice had a vision," Jasper began.
"Yeah, got that part," I stated without taking my eyes off of the giggling pixie.
"She told us that if we wished to hear you sing, that we should come to church today with you," Edward said off-handedly with a slight chuckle to his voice. I shot him a surprised look before glaring at Alice who was completely unaffected by my look.
"Come on, Elizabeth! It will be fun!" She said, taking my hand and leading me out to the cars. Oh great, Catholic Mass with a bunch of mostly protestant vampires. Fun isn't quite the word I'd use.
"Perhaps sacrilegious?" Edward offered, teasingly. Gabriel even came…and Esme, and even Carlisle. I looked at the family patriarch with a questioning look.
"Alice," Carlisle said as way of explanation. I couldn't help but give into my evil side just a bit.
"Really, Carlisle. Going to a Papist ceremony? What would your father say?" I teased before getting into the passenger side of the truck. I heard Gabriel laughing as he got in to drive. Carlisle looked a bit shocked by my response but didn't have time to form one of his own before we drove off. Alice and Jasper ended up in my truck. Rose and Emmett took his Jeep with Edward, while Esme and Carlisle took the Mercedes. It looked like a freakin' procession going to the church.
Of course, like I should have known would happen, I did start to sing during mass. I normally tried to keep my voice down but I simply knew I had a far better voice than the lady next to me. I'm all for "making a joyful noise onto the Lord" and all that but when you sound like you are murdering Donald Duck, could you at least keep your voice down?
Edward let out a chuckle. I shot him a look and then started to sing louder, which only made the lady next to me sound like she had gone from strangling Donald Duck to trying to drown him. This continued until the song ended and I looked over at the lady in question, who was a pew in front of us. She seemed blissfully unaware of her lack of any singing ability whatsoever.
During the homily, like usual, I began to think on how the interpretation was wrong. Edward started smirking at me and Emmett kept looking between the two of us, curious what the joke was. "It's nothing Emmett. The priest just has it wrong. I guess he didn't read it in the original Greek or the Vulgate," I whispered.
"You've read Greek? Why?" Emmett asked, curious.
"I got extremely bored in college," I answered teasingly. It wasn't too far off the mark. Really, I had to take it for my degree but I found the ancient Greek terribly interesting.
"And Greek helped?" he asked slightly to loudly. Esme, ever the mother, looked at us misbehaving children. Carlisle looked like he was torn between joining the conversation and admonishing us for speaking during services. We were all the way in the back, it's not like any one would hear us. Still, Rose elbowed her husband which sent about half of us into giggles…and made Esme give us another look.
By the time mass was over, we were all rather giggly. It didn't help that Gabriel was encouraging me to try and over sing the lady in front of us. Not that I wasn't doing that on my own but he really didn't help. And then every time the lady hit a very high, very off key note, all the vampires would cringe. Even Carlisle who was supposed to be all compassionate and understanding. Emmett started to whisper, asking why he couldn't just ask her to stop. Wasn't it ruder for her to deafen everyone around her with her singing then it was for him to ask her to shut up? He got another look from Esme and an elbow from Rose for that.
"You should join the choir," Rose told me once mass was over. I looked up at her questioningly. "You sounded…pretty, for a human, I mean," she continued. I laughed lightly at her and smiled.
"Thanks, Rosalie," I stated before hopping down the stairs. It wasn't like I could join. I'd be married –and changed- before the Fall. A bloody thirsty newborn on the church choir wasn't exactly something that would go well together. That, and I'd probably start demanding better translations of the Latin with some the songs.
"You sounded perfect, amore," Gabriel said, wrapping his arm around my waist as he lead me towards the truck. Edward smirked and I shot him a glance.
"Did you have to translate every song you saw in Latin and in Spanish from the song book?" he teased. I grimaced. My Spanish use to be perfect, fluent even, when I got out of High School. I use to go to Sophia's house and play translator with all her family from Guatemala and all the neighbors her parents would have over. I got really good at it but then Sophia changed and…well, it was a long time ago.
"They had some of the songs translated wrong. I can't help it if I want to correct them," I answered truthfully.
"Spanish, Greek, and Latin?" Carlisle asked before getting into his car. I grimaced again.
"Latin, yes but I don't remember much of the Greek anymore and I can only remember the Spanish if I'm around it for a couple of days," I told him. I really couldn't remember more than a phrase here or there of the Greek. When I first got out of college, I would have the Greek running through my head as the reader read the Gospel. I wish I could still do that.
"What other languages have you taken?" Carlisle asked, curious. I shrugged.
"Just French, really," I told him. Maya had tried to teach me Japanese and I also picked up a few Irish phrases but that was it…I think. Oh, I was starting to understand Gabriel's muttering enough to know when to hit him and when to glare at him but that was just because of the Romance language connection.
"Hmm," Carlisle mused before getting into his car. I hopped into the truck and we headed home.
Carlisle and Gabriel both questioned me more on the language stuff when we got home. I didn't understand why it was so fascinating. Yes, I've taken a lot of languages but I've also traveled a lot. They wanted to know why I took the languages I did and I explained it was simply because it helped to understand the older texts and read the inscriptions when I was doing archeology. Eventually, Esme kidnapped me from them and made me lunch. Potato salad. Yum.
"What have you planned to do today?" Esme asked me as I took another bite of the salad.
I shrugged. Gabriel came in right then and wrapped his arms around my shoulders. "Hiking," he stated. I looked up at him. Hiking didn't sound too bad and I would love to get to see this place more.
"Would you like to go shopping with me tomorrow then, Elizabeth?" Esme asked, complete with dimples. I nodded and slid of my chair, full. I realized at church that I had all the dates wrong in my head. I guess I was thinking maybe 2009? Who knows. But today was the 7th. The full moon would be the 12th. Two days before that, I'd want to hide away from the vampires and not come out until the full moon. The problem living in a house full of vampires was being a human female that wasn't menopausal or pre-putrescent! Sigh.
"Sure, Esme. What for?" I asked. It didn't really matter. I'd be just as happy going to the grocery store with my big sister as I would going to the stores in Port Angeles. It didn't matter much to me.
"Groceries but I also wanted to go to Port Angeles to pick up a few things if you don't mind?" she asked.
"Of course not. What time did you want to leave?" I wanted to know so we could further hash out our plans. Once 9 am was decided, Gabriel lead me away by the waist and held out my pink leather coat.
"That's for below freezing temperatures, Gabriel," I said, eyeing my trench coat. That wasn't practical for hiking. "I'll just grab a sweatshirt from downstairs and wear my scarf," I told him, heading towards our little basement apartment.
"Wait here, tesorina," he said. I didn't even have a chance to really wait when I felt my purple fairy sweat shirt in my hands and my pink strawberry scarf being placed loosely around my neck. I sighed and put the sweatshirt on before following Gabriel outside.
It was overcast, of course, and wet but it was fun to go tromping around these alien woods. I've been through the woods up and down the East Coast and the Gulf. I remembered going to British Columbia when I was maybe four to go camping but I didn't remember the woods looking so odd, so off. The bark of the tress was completely different from anything I had ever known and the amount of green was disconcerting.
Once we got out of my visual range of the house, Gabriel gently took my hand. "Would you allow me to take you somewhere I found the other day?" he asked. I scrunched my eyebrows together, trying to figure out what he was planning, but nodded in response. The next thing I knew, I was on his back and he was racing far into the woods. I just held my eyes shut, not wanting to get any of the mist that was around in my eyes.
When we stopped, I quickly backed away from him and crossed my arms. Gabriel looked at me, confused. "Warning, Gabriel. You need to give me warning before you do something like that," I told him. I wasn't terribly disoriented, just upset he didn't even ask to pick me up and run. Really! Silly sparklepires just carrying around their favorite humans like we were china dolls to play with!
"Oh, my apologies, cucciola mia," he said before smiling and kissing the top of my hand. I sighed and began to look around. The place was completely foreign but beautiful. Unlike the Spanish Moss I was use to in the Carolinas or in Mississippi, the moss here looked like fur growing on the trees. It was odd to see against the reddish brown trunks of the trees. We had stopped at a small creek that curved it's way through the forest and had a tiny waterfall cascading over some moss covered stones. The area was stunning.
"I should have brought my camera," I told him as I walked closer to the waterfall. The moss on the ground was a bit slippery but I learned to walk on the Virginia mud back home while carrying a screen and a shovel for archeology digs. It didn't take long for me to remember how to walk on this type of ground.
"I'll remind you next time," Gabriel whispered as he watched me looking at everything. The trees were ridiculously tall and some of the trunks looked huge. I wasn't sure what kind was what but I knew at least one had to be a redwood. Given the hair like moss and the totally alien world I was in –and the fact I had a mythological creature right next to me- I half expected an Ent to start talking or come walking up to us!
"Do you like it?" Gabriel whispered, pulling me to him. I smiled at him, the mist slowly turning to a very light rain and hitting my face.
"It's perfect. Thank you," I replied, reaching up to kiss him. It was just a small kiss, just long enough to let him know I loved him and that this was beautiful by my estimation. He held me to his chest for a long minute after that.
"There is a lake as well. Would you wish to see it?" he asked, excitement coloring his voice. Despite being well over 500 years old –physically 35 years old-, he sounded almost like a little kid wanting to show off their latest discovery. I smiled against his dark gray shirt.
"Sure," I told him. Gabriel spun me around easily and reached to pull me to his back again before he suddenly stopped and looked at me with curious eyes.
"Do you mind if I carry you there? It will take less time," he stated. I rolled my eyes and let him pick me up again. This felt so odd but there really wasn't much of any other way to travel. I closed my eyes and buried my face in his neck because of the rain. I'd keep my eyes open next time if there isn't any water falling from the sky. Like that will happen. In Forks.
We stopped a few yards from the edge of the lake. I could just see it maybe 25 yards away. Slowly, I made my way from Gabriel. The colors and the reflection of it somehow reminded me of that scene in the Princess Bride when Wesley and Buttercup make it out of the Fire Swamp. Well, at least my "Wesley" didn't have to save me from sudden popping noises, ROUSs or sandpits!
"Wow," I breathed before turning around and smiling at my Gabriel. "I should do a photo shoot here of my gowns!" I told him happily. This place would be perfect for it. The best part would be that no one had seen my work before and it would all be perfectly new. I'd have to start up a new blog.
Gabriel laughed at me but wrapped his arms around my waist. "They will be the loveliest portraits if you pose in them," he said lightly before starting to kiss me. I felt my hands wrap their way around his neck. My right hand moved through his hair to cradle the back of his head and pull him closer to me. With only the slightest bit too much force, Gabriel pushed me up against one of the trees, his lips locked on mine. It knocked the air out of me a bit but I held him to me when he tired to pull away. Gabriel easily complied to my silent request.
So, I didn't understand, a split second later, when he jumped around and had his back to me, still pushing me against the tree. It was another second before I realized he was growling. "Gabriel?" I whispered, wondering what was wrong. Did the Guard come back?
I saw my answer before I even finished saying my fiancé's name. There, in front of him, were three wolves. I easily recognized each. The black one, who looked like he was ready to snap at my vampire, walked up to him slowly; Sam. To one side was Quil, based on his chocolate brown fur, and the other was a russet colored wolf that I almost immediately wanted to hit with a crowbar; Jacob. I had issues with the way Jacob treated Bella in the books. Granted he hadn't done anything yet but I wanted to give him a very big lecture on "No means no" and regarding sexual assault given he forced himself on Bella when she broke her hand. Yeah, crowbar.
Before I could interject into the vampire/werewolf standoff, I felt a pair of eyes almost behind me. I looked to see a very worried, rather confused sandy colored wolf; Seth. I tried to pull away from being behind my vampire but Gabriel placed his hand on my side to prevent me from leaving. I sighed.
"Gabriel, if you don't let me go, Sam, Jacob, and Quil there will probably have a conniption fit," I told him. That stopped the growling from the werewolves at least. Good, confusion was a good thing here. "And poor Seth isn't quite sure what to do, I don't think," I said, gesturing to the wolf nearly behind us and the tree. Gabriel spun his head to take a very quick look and growled in the direction of Seth. I glared at the back of my vampire's shoulder.
"Don't you growl at Seth. He's probably under orders of that lughead," I told him, point towards Sam. Sam tilted his head and looked at me quizzingly. Even if he couldn't speak, I knew what all of them were thinking.
Slowly, Gabriel released his hold on me and let me at least stand next to him. Just like on the beach –man, that felt so long ago even though it had only been a few weeks- my beloved vampire placed his arm around my shoulders in such a way that he could easily spin me right back behind him again if it came to a fight. Unfortunately, I didn't have anything with me that would be a very useful weapon against mythological creatures. I need to start carrying a lighter and a can of spray paint with me wherever I go. Maybe a sword too.
Jacob and Quil were still growling but I could see Seth out of the corner of my eye. He had trotted over closer to see what was going on. Sam just looked perplexed. I glared at the assembled wolves before us. "You will back off NOW, Sam. Got that?" I told him. Sam, shook his head and gestured, while growling, at my vampire. I think I shocked them all when I growled right back. Gabriel gently squeezed my shoulder.
"You get over your stupid idiotic testerone filled prejudices right now, you jackass," I began to spit every word at him. I heard my vampire stop growling and hold me closer.
"It is not good to anger a werewolf, amore," he whispered. I shot a look at Gabriel and watched the smile fade from his face completely.
"I don't care. I've killed one," I said defensively. That shut the werewolves up again.
"Si, amore. But that was not like these. They are not half starved creatures of the moon," he said carefully, his eyes never leaving the wolves in front of us. Seth was sitting down now, finding this an interesting conversation, apparently.
"No, these are bunch of idiotic teenage mutants," I spat in their direction. I knew what Sam wanted to do. He wanted, along with Quil and Jacob, to tear my fiancé to shreds and burn the pieces. I was not about to let that happen.
I turned towards the wolves again. Both Quil and Jacob were looking for Sam for direction. My eyes narrowed and I took a step forward much to Gabriel's chagrin. My vampire began his low growl again in warning. "Ya listen here, Sam Uley," I began, shaking my finger at him. "Ya have NO right to come bargin' in here like this. Ah don't care if ya aren't too keen on being a werewolf. Blame your genetics, not any member of my family, you stupid overgrown throw rug!" I yelled at him. Jacob let out a wolfy laugh to which my glare immediately turned to him.
"Don't ya even start, Jacob Black. Ya are lucky Ah don't have a crowbar with muh or else Ah'd knock your block off right now. Ya need to be taught some manners, boy," I said angrily. I thought on the letter he was about to write Bella in response to her own and on the forced kiss that causes Bella to break her hand. I wanted to kill him.
"If ya even think of trying to divide Bella's attentions or think it's somehow appropriate to show her how much you think you love her in that small minded brain that ya clearly never use, Ah will rip your head from your shoulders muhself. Is that clear?" I asked him sounding strangely calm but firm. Jacob gulped and looked at Sam. Sam looked from Jacob to me and then to Gabriel, who had stopped growling again and was probably trying not to laugh.
Sam, suddenly, trotted off into the woods, leaving the other three behind. Seth came a bit closer, looking at me curiously as he sat down. I would go over and pet him –it honestly was hard not too- but I didn't want to leave Gabriel open with these other two around. I think Quil could be reasoned with but Jacob needed a clue by four before he ever got any sense knocked into him. Stupid mongrel.
A tall, shirtless man came out of the forest wearing only a pair of sweatpants. So that was Sam. He looked angry. Oh well. I need to remember to carry a sword with me next time. "Do you even know what he is?" Sam asked me incredulously, pointing to Gabriel. Of course, my handsome vampire immediately returned to growling and pulled me back to him again. "And how the hell do you know our names?"
"Of course I know what my fiancé is!" I shouted at Sam, angrily. Sam began to shake when I said fiancé. I rolled my eyes. "Oh sure, believe all your legends without any research on your own part. You really are nothing more than a bunch of idiotic teenagers that need to go back to your schoolhouse until you can possible learn the difference between legend and reality!" I yelled at him.
"You! You are getting married to that leech! Is it those filthy bloodsuckers that told you who we were?" Sam yelled right back. I was angry. Extremely angry. I bent over and picked up a large stick to whack Sam with –knowing it wouldn't hurt him…much- but Gabriel stopped me.
"No, cucciola mia. Calm, remember?" he whispered, holding me back. I fumed but dropped the stick. Gabriel turned to Sam and glared right back at him for me. "She knows because she is gifted in such matters," he stated coldly. I reached for his free hand, needing Gabriel to keep me from making wooden stakes to stop the werewolves. Wooden stakes might not work on Vampires but they might on werewolves, right? I know their skin isn't impenetrable. Just one nice deep cut and I'd be very happy.
"Gifted? She's not a leech like you," Sam said, but somewhat calmer. I glared at him. Sam actually took a step back.
"Elizabetta is condemned to become one of my kind, mongrel, by the leaders of all vampires," Gabriel seethed.
"Condemned isn't the right word, Gabriel," I muttered, still angry. I squeezed Gabriel's hand to keep me from saying anything more. Gabriel kissed me gently on the cheek, despite the situation we were in, which caused the werewolves to start growling again. Well, not Seth, but Sam started to shake.
"Don't you dare," I told Sam, accenting each word perfectly. "How dare you even think he might hurt me or do anything what so ever dangerous after what you did to Emily! You vicious hypocrite!" I yelled at him. That stopped him from shaking. Did you know werewolves can pale really quickly? It's rather amusing. I felt rather smug about that actually.
It was then that the rest of the family showed up. Based to the fact that all the anger was being turned down I knew Jasper was around before I saw him. I tried to calm myself down, keeping inside of Gabriel's arms, based on Jasper's pained look. I didn't want to cause him pain.
"Sam," Carlisle said in greeting as he approached the Alpha wolf. Sam nodded in Carlisle's direction, still pale but his face a hard read now.
"This is the one that has joined your coven?" Sam asked Carlisle, gesturing to Gabriel. I wanted so badly to feel angry at Sam still, to hit him, but Jasper wouldn't let me. Okay, Gabriel wouldn't let me hit him but it's not like Gabriel could control my mouth! Well, not when it came to what I was saying, at least.
"No, Jacob, not entirely," Edward told the russet colored wolf with a slight smirk on his lips. Seth let out a little whine, titling his head to Edward. "Yes, something like that," he acknowledged the sandy colored wolf.
Carlisle looked to his son quickly before continuing his conversation with Sam…if you could call in a conversation. "Yes. I was hoping to discuss the terms of the treaty tomorrow night," Carlisle more said in question than stated.
Edward suddenly turned to me, eyebrow raised. "When did you kill a werewolf?" he asked me. I blushed and looked down as every single pair of eyes fell on to me. Gabriel gently squeezed me closer to him.
"A werewolf? Aww, man," Emmett said, actually sounding very bummed that I got to kill one.
"It wasn't one of these idiots, Emmett," I muttered. He chuckled in response. Not that I don't think Sam without his head right now would necessarily be a bad thing. I thought on New York, my pretty red dress, and the confrontation with the wolves. I squeezed Gabriel's hand again remembering how frustrated he was and how angry he was at the Guard for setting that up.
"In New York," I muttered. Carlisle's face turned slightly stern. I knew I should feel embarrassed again but Jasper must be controlling the emotional atmosphere with a fine tooth comb.
"I see," he said softly in thought before turning to Sam. I knew the look Carlisle had given me. It was the "we will talk later" look. Edward just chuckled and nodded at me. I guess I wasn't in that much trouble.
Sam looked at me, his face not regaining its coloring yet, and very slowly returned his attentions to Carlisle. He was about to say something when Edward interjected. "She's a sabbatianoi, a …vampire slayer," he smirked. I fought the urge to stick my tongue out at my younger/older cousin.
"A vampire slayer that lives with vampires?" Sam asked incredulously. "There are such creatures as a slayer?" he asked more curiously. I glared, most of the family just looked highly amused by all of this. I even heard Alice's twinkling giggles.
"Indeed," Carlisle stated, a smile on his lips. "She is the first known to any of us," he informed Sam. I wanted to be angry for them talking about me when I was right here but I couldn't. Jasper shot me a look and I sighed, relaxing into Gabriel's hold.
Sam looked at me and then back to Carlisle. "I will need to discuss this with the council before tomorrow," he informed my fatherly big brother like vampire.
"Of course," Carlisle said politely. "We shall meet tomorrow as arranged then?" he asked. Sam nodded. Carlisle held out his hand to shake goodbye but Sam pointedly ignored him. It was only Seth that lingered and let out a small yelp like sound before prancing off after his pack brothers.
Turning to myself and Gabriel, Carlisle gave us a stern look. "I would like to speak with both of you when we return home," he said. It was only another couple seconds before we were all off; myself being carried by fiancé. I was in trouble and I knew it. Slowly, a hint of an old fear began to bubble forth in the pit of my stomach but I didn't realize it until it was too late…
Author's Note: See? A really long chapter! That's why it's a couple hours late. Sorry! Like it? Hate it? Please, tell me!
Next chapter, Carlisle gets to play coven leader/dad-in-law/big brother.