I know people might be getting bored of this story (it is getting quite long) but I promise things are picking up soon with things like the battle. Fair warning, there's gonna be a whole lot of fluff at the end of the chapter.

Eclipse, Chapter 19

"Right. So." Carys adjusted herself on the countertop again. "In March of last year, Carlisle and Edward invited Bella and myself to a baseball game with the family.

"It's really exciting to watch 'cause they're so strong and fast. You guys would probably have fun if... Anyway. The game was interrupted by James, Victoria, and Laurent.

"Laurent was the one you took down in the clearing before he could kill Bella," she added, in case they didn't know his name. "To cut a long story short, they caught our scents on the wind - Bella's first because it's so potent, and then after they'd seen me, they found mine too. James was the leader. He wanted to kill Bella, and change me."

No one seemed surprised by the news of Bella, but Carys caught Leah's confused frown when she mentioned James' intentions towards herself.

"It's because he saw something in me," Carys explained. "Vampires can kind of tell when there's something about a human, but-" She threw a hand up and dismissed the thought. There was no point bringing Eleazar into it. "Laurent wanted nothing to do with it all. He wanted to leave, but he was interested in the way the Cullens lived, so he told us a bit about the other two and sodded off sharpish.

"James had started the hunt, and he wasn't going to stop. He was, as Laurent said, 'absolutely lethal' and almost unmatched in his tracking abilities. Well. He hadn't come up against the Cullens before, had he?

"We all split up. Switched clothes to mask the scent. A few of the Cullens cast a false trail. It took a while for James and Victoria to realise what was happening, and by that time Alice and Jasper had almost driven Bella and me down south. When we got there, the four of us split again. Bella had suggested Phoenix, and so Alice and Jasper stayed with her there and I went with some... Friends of ours."

It almost hurt Carys to say that. They had saved her once, but things had changed so much since then. Irina had been so much fun. What would she be like now?

"Other bloodsuckers?" Sam asked, leaning forward in his chair to punctuate his interest. "They trusted them with you?"

Paul muttered something under his breath.

"Other vegetarians," Carys corrected. "They're... Well, they're like cousins of the Cullens."

"What's happened to them?" Jacob asked. "Why aren't they helping now?"

"That's... Well.. I guess it was part of the story anyway, but later on. Laurent ended up going to stay with them for a while after the dust settled. While he was there, he started up a relationship with one of the coven. They were getting to know each other, but... Well, the mating thing happens when you're in love. It's possible to be with someone and not be mates, or to love someone and not be in love.

"We won't really know whether Laurent was going to be her mate, because, as he told Bella in the clearing that day, Victoria came to him and convinced him to help her. He could have asked Irina, I suppose, but instead he came down to scout it out for himself.

"He said he found their way of life difficult, so that might have been part of it. He could hunt the way he was used to when he was away. Thanks to you, he ended up dead before he could tell Victoria about the Cullens. But because of that, the cousins aren't willing to help us."

Quil sat up straight. "Because he-? But that makes no sense."

"Sorry, maybe I said it wrong," Carys said quietly. "You killed Laurent. He wasn't her mate, but Irina cared for him and thought they could go that way. She wants revenge for his death, and Carlisle refused to give his blessing."

"Was this before or after we said we'd help?" he asked.

"Before."

Sam picked up the thread. "Carlisle was willing to leave you outnumbered instead of letting this vampire get her own back on us?" He was clearly impressed by the notion.

"Of course he was," Carys said. "It wasn't something he'd consider for a moment. But we're getting ahead of ourselves.

"Circling back...

"James wasn't going to be thwarted this time, as he was with his own blood-singer. He'd recognised Alice, and her presence made it all the sweeter for him, but it was predominantly about the sport of the hunt. The sweetness of Bella's blood, his interest in me, and what provoking a large coven could do spurred him on.

"Victoria found me, though it was harder than Bella because her info was up to date in the school records, whereas mine wasn't at the hospital. I hadn't updated my mum's address when she moved to California, and I wasn't employed under my full name. And I hadn't gone home, either."

"What do you mean your full name?" Jared asked suspiciously.

"The name I go by is Carys Vale, but I traveled on my English passport, not my American one."

He crossed his arms at his chest. "What's the difference?"

"Vale is my step-dad's surname. My English passport was renewed before I got citizenship by parent here, so it's Thornton-Vale." Carys waited until they all seemed to accept the brief explanation. "So Victoria was watching me, waiting for James to deal with Bella before he came to join her.

"They were confident - and in some ways they were right to be.

"Victoria gave Bella's details to James. The records included her old address. When Bella called her home phone in case her mum came back early from Florida, it meant James got the number of the cell phone they were using. He called her. He used an old video tape to make it seem like he had her mum, and so she went to meet him - to exchange herself for her mum."

"That was so clearly a trap! How could she be so-!"

"It's very Bella-like," Carys cut across Jacob's outburst diplomatically. He must have known that by now. "Watch out for that, Seth. I personally like to stay as safe as possible, so I'll be right there, possibly plastered to your side, but Bella might try to get away."

Seth nodded seriously. "Noted."

"Bella was attacked by James. They got to her just in time, but if it weren't for Edward, she would have been turned into a vampire; James bit her, and Edward sucked the venom from the wound."

"He didn't want her to be turned?" Sam asked, darting Jacob a glance.

"Nope. He'd be happier if she was a human forever," Carys said, which cast a thoughtful expression over Jacob's face. "But yeah, so... Carlisle stabilised Bella, Edward saved her from the change, Alice helped them, and Jasper and Emmett finished off James."

"Where were the other two?" Leah asked.

"Protecting Forks from Victoria, and following her," Carys answered easily. "Victoria went to the airport and disappeared to find me. When James died, she felt it. This, I can say first hand from having watched her. She came out of the trees and..."

She closed her eyes and shuddered against the memory. It lanced through her chest. When she opened her eyes, her vision was blurred.

"She was ready to die from the pain of it, but then something changed. She ran at the last moment." Carys blinked a few times to rid her eyes of the tears. There was no room for empathy. "This is where the binder comes in."

Locking her hands around it, she hopped down from the countertop, and landed hard on her heels. The sharp pain faded quickly as she crossed the space to the table and placed the binder down, opening it to the first page.

"Riley was changed less than a month later," she said as she turned it so that it faced the wolves and Emily.

Sam and Emily stood up, crowding behind Jared and Quil to get a better look. Leah did the same with Seth. The page Carys showed them included a print out of the entry about Riley from the missing persons' website.

"This was Riley as a human. He's six-foot-three and athletic. As a vampire, he's pretty commanding, but he's past his first year. Victoria's using him as her second in command. He makes the decisions and focuses on the newborns so that Alice can't see her pulling the strings.

"I reckon she probably took him for protection at first, because it doesn't look like she started taking other people until later. When I say later, I mean months later."

"After the Cullens left Forks?" Jacob asked.

"Right." Carys nodded. "Edward started tracking her in November, but she has this power of self-preservation. She knew he was coming after her and evaded him. That's probably how she got away from you all so many times.

"We think it was while he was chasing her that she found out about making newborns into armies. It's not something you usually see outside the southern states and northern Mexico. Literally, nowhere else in the world. After seeing them, she must have come back because the disappearances and murders in Seattle upticked like crazy in January...

"And... Well..." Carys took a deep breath and caught the edge of the next page, lifting it less than a centimetre. She lowered it a moment later and glanced at Leah. "Do you remember when I was in Seattle searching for them in March?" Leah nodded. "And, as Jared remembered, it was because I recognised one of them?"

Carys looked at each of them in turn. They all nodded, and she slowly turned the page.

"It was because of Richard."

"Forks, Richard?" Seth asked in a disbelieving tone as he threw himself forward in his seat to better see the page. "But he's in Florida! He can't be dead!?"

"No," Carys said slowly as they all crowded around. "He's part of the newborn army."

Gasps lifted the air, but no one interrupted, and no further questions were asked about it. Instead, they removed their attention from the binder and returned it to her.

"I went for a long weekend in Seattle to get my head together," she said carefully, "and saw him with Riley the night I was leaving. At first, I thought he'd come back, but then I caught sight of the changes in him. He was a vampire already.

"I still don't know if Victoria forced him, or if he chose to be changed, but I looked into his disappearance."

Carys turned the page again. The two pages she revealed were covered with notes and clippings.

"After talking to his concierge and a few people at the pub he was last seen at, I think Victoria came to find him right before he went on a business trip in January. She chose him specifically. One of them had the forethought to cover his disappearance by sending emails and texts.

"They might have done that for others too, but not many. By the time I'd seen him, the last doubter, Monica, was already fully convinced he had gone to Florida of his own volition. There were things he took with him that she said he wouldn't leave behind if he'd chosen to go."

"Are you telling us this and showing us these pictures to get us to see them as humans, and change our minds?" Sam queried with a deepening frown.

Carys leaned against the table. "No, I'm showing you so you know what you're dealing with," she said smoothly.

"Alright," he accepted as he shifted his weight. "Please, continue."

Carys adjusted her long ponytail.

Flipping through the binder, she ran them through images of a few of the vampires, and then showed him what she'd found that night in the alley. They knew about how she'd narrowed down the search area. True to his word, Seth looked away for the graphic images and only turned back when Carys moved on.

When they asked how she managed to survive, Carys told them about the mirror, explaining that she was far enough away and the newborns were too distracted by each other and the body to notice. Then she told them more of what she'd skipped over before - that two men had chased her, and she'd followed her instincts to get away.

She described how she felt as she ran through the streets and heard the snarls rip through the air above them.

"I couldn't turn back, because then they'd've caught me and we'd all be dead," Carys explained in a dull tone, "but running with Leah meant I could race ahead. I could never keep up with her; it made me faster."

Interestingly, that comment garnered the biggest reaction yet. As they rushed to tell her, Leah was the fastest of the wolves now. She was unbeatable in a race. They weren't the least surprised that she had pushed Carys to her limits.

After grinning briefly at the news, Carys continued, "Knowing about bear attacks 'cause of the sightings of you guys meant I also knew outrunning them could give me a chance. Still, one of the newborns came after me. I turned a corner and bam!"

Carys clapped her hands together, making Emily, Paul, Seth and Embry jump. They tried to play off their reactions. Leah and Sam smirked. As soon as the former noticed the latter doing so, her lips straightened.

"Carlisle caught you?" Seth asked excitedly, bouncing in his seat once he'd recovered.

Carys spared him a smile as she shook her head. "One of his friends, Garrett did. The two men weren't so lucky."

Expecting that they would judge her for having caused two deaths, Carys paused. She was surprised to find none of them reacted in the slightest.

She continued rather than work out why. "Garrett recognised Carlisle's scent on my jumper, and my face from photos."

"No wonder Carlisle was so pissed when he picked you up," Leah concluded. "I was on his side before, but this is just fucked."

Carys sighed. "Yep. I effed up, like I told you. Garrett had been looking for Edward with Carlisle. He came back with him because he wanted to meet me. Carlisle thought I was in Forks; if not for Garrett, I'd be dead... I've never seen Carlisle like that - before or since."

"He didn't hurt you, did he?" gasped a concerned Emily.

Carys started. "Oh god, no! No, he was angry but he'd never hurt anyone unless he had no other choice." The notion was as shocking to her as it was utterly laughable. "Least of all me. He drove us to Port Angeles. When we got to the room, he shouted, we argued, and he stormed off."

"He left you alone!?" cried Quil. "When you could have bloodsuckers after you?"

"No, no-" Carys pointed over her shoulder "-he went to have a shower. To think."

"That's how he gets when he's angry?" Paul chuckled and leaned back in his chair, stretching his hands above his head. "That's nothing. It sounds like you're going out with Seth. Or Embry."

Both teenagers blushed.

"Yes, well. Sounds like they'll make excellent partners one day," Carys defended.

Leah grinned. "Exactly," she agreed. "Now hurry this up. Some of us have things to do this year."

Carys rolled her eyes at her teasing. "The next morning, I... Well, I... I got the call from Seth, and we headed back to Forks. That's when I found out from Bella about you guys and Laurent, and that Victoria was planning on killing one or both of us."

Jacob was confused. "Bella didn't tell you when it happened?"

"No."

"Huh."

"This Laurent was right on our doorstep; so was Victoria," Jared mused aloud. "We thought you didn't care."

"No, I..." Carys mulled it over for a few seconds.

Was that one of the reasons they hadn't come round to her? She shook herself free of her thoughts.

"This binder gives as much of an idea as I can manage about the newborn army," she said, patting the object. "It's got observations, confirmed and non-confirmed information, movements, and such. Their numbers might go down, but Alice has confirmed these pictures. With this, you can kind of guess what you'll be up against at least.

"If you see Riley and you have an opening, you should take him down just as quickly as you would Victoria. Not that you wouldn't, but I just mean as their commander, he's a good one to take down fast. It'll freak them out a bit. Eff with their focus for a few seconds maybe.

"Remember that Richard is not the person he used to be. Don't be shocked to see him, or hesitate. As much as I remember who he was, he's a newborn now. I hope he's cut and run because Alice hasn't seen him for a while, but she doesn't always get all of them in her visions, so don't think that means he's not going to be there."

"May I?" Jared asked, indicating the binder. Carys nodded, and so he pulled it to him and flicked through the various pages. "This has so much stuff," he enthused.

"Thanks. It took a while. I think it's what the vampire in my house was looking for."

"You said they didn't take anything, so far as you could tell. Any ideas why?" Sam asked as he looked up from the binder. Standing behind Jared with one hand on the back of his chair, he had the perfect view over his shoulder.

Carys rolled her shoulders back and launched into an explanation. "The vampire took Bella's scent because it's so distinctive. Newborns usually can't tell the differences in humans' blood until they've had time to learn that there are any.

"It's really subtle in most of us, and they usually can't tell until after their first year t'be honest. But Bella's blood smells way better to all vampires; it just appeals to Edward more.

"It's like this - I can blend in with a crowd. With Bella, they'll catch her trail immediately. But. Victoria, Richard and Riley know what I look like, and Victoria knows my scent. It's not like I can just go anywhere.

"She's tricky and we need the numbers, so I'd be a sitting duck if I ran alone."

A couple of hours later, Leah and Carys left the house. Though they didn't need as much sleep as humans, some of the wolves were tired after patrols, and some wanted to rest before their turn came up.

Carys was near dead on her feet. If Jared hadn't asked to borrow the binder when she was texting Carlisle to say she was leaving, she would probably have forgotten to tell them they could borrow it.

Leah waited until she was driving them back to ask, "Why didn't you tell me about Richard?"

"I... I don't know," Carys said a little sluggishly. "I guess I didn't want to upset you."

"In case I phased?"

"No, because... The thing is, we both knew him."

"I didn't know him as well as you," Leah observed.

Carys shifted in her seat to wake herself up. "True, but it brings it home, doesn't it? It's one thing to know there are vampires in Seattle, and another to find out that you know one of them," she said.

Leah tightened her grip on the steering wheel. "You should have told me."

"I know."

"I could have taken it."

"I don't doubt that. I'm sorry Leah."

"Yeah, well..."

They lapsed into an uneasy silence. It was so uncomfortable that more of the fog cleared from Carys' head.

She glanced at Leah and away. Leah glanced at her. And away.

They were saved by Carys' phone ringing. She didn't recognise the number, but it began with +44, and so she instantly recognised it as a UK number.

Carys was now wide awake.

"Hello?" she answered with polite confusion, "Carys speaking."

A chuckling, overly-friendly male voice Carys vaguely recognised but couldn't immediately place announced, in a London accent, "Good. I've the right number. Why'd I hear from one of your mother's friends you're getting married, Sh-"

Carys, who had recognised both the voice and the man's distinctive way of speaking an instant before he began to teasingly call her Shortbread, ended the call and returned the phone to her lap.

Clapping her hands, she took a deep breath and tucked a couple of stray frizzy curls behind her ear.

Leah glanced at her and back to the road. "Who was that?"

"Who was what?" Carys asked with an air of false cheer.

"On your cell?"

"Oh. No one."

Leah raised an eyebrow in the mirror as she spoke. "It didn't sound like no one."

Carys sighed. "It was my father."

"Ah. It really was no one, then," Leah allowed, earning a chuckle from Carys. She reached across and grabbed Carys' hand. "So he knows you're getting married then?"

"Yeah... He probably thought he should find out about me after he saw me or something."

"Are you okay with that?"

"I don't know... I've got too much to think about to bother worrying about it right now, I guess."

The battle, the wedding, Alice's graduation party, whatever was going on with her body (whether it was the pill, or something else), a wedding dress... The list went on. Big or small, it all came above her father in her list of priorities.

"He's your dad...," Leah commented gently.

"He's my father; Findlay's my dad," Carys replied softly. It felt wrong talking to Leah about it months after she'd lost her dad. "He's probably only calling because-" Carys' phone had begun to ring again. It was the same number, and so she put it on silent and returned to their conversation. "He probably wants an invite."

"You think so?" Leah asked doubtfully.

"He's not my dad, not really. If he was, I promise you I wouldn't hesitate. From what I remember, and what I know from my family... Hold on, I'll show you." Carys answered the phone this time. "Hello?"

"Carys. It's Dad again. I think we got cut off."

"Probably."

The fifth word she'd said to him in almost sixteen years. It was strange to think of.

"Could you hear me clear enough before?" he asked.

"I could, yes," Carys said, turning the phone as she leaned closer to Leah.

The move was both so that Leah could hear, and so that she didn't feel quite so alone on the call. Her palms and scalp itched, her heart beat faster in her chest.

"Good. Good! When I saw you in the park, I thought you were living nearby."

"Yes, well, I-"

"I hear you're in America now instead, marrying yourself off."

"I-um-"

He laughed and tutted. "What's his name now? Cullen, was it? Rich and handsome or not, you can tell him he's going about things all wrong; he should have come to me for permission first!"

"No, he-"

"Yes, he should; I'm the father of the bride. Oh, unless he went to your mother... I hear it's in July, is it? You won't have my address, but let's fix that. D'you have a pen and paper?"

"No, I-" Carys' hand trembled and Leah took one hand off the wheel to steady it.

"That's fine. That's fine. I'll send it to you. I've got one handy here, so why don't you give me the details and I'll wait for the invite?"

Leah glanced at Carys from the corner of her eye.

"What invite?" Carys asked shakily.

"To the wedding, of course! There are four of us, but we understand if you only have space for one on the top table."

Carys stared at Leah's profile. "We?"

"Me, your step-mum, Maya, and Dan. Maya's fifteen, and Dan's thirteen." He chuckled. "You're going to love them. Well? Don't leave me guessing. What are the details? Is there a colour scheme for the family? We'll come a few days early to get settled in, meet the groom, practice the walk, that sort of thing."

"The walk?" Carys asked in a drawling, dry tone. The two words oozed disbelief.

"You have to have your father give you away, Shortbread! It's tradition. I'll need to make sure this man you're marrying is up to snuff, of-"

Carys hung up, and immediately battled with herself. Hanging up was unbelievably rude, but she decided it was well within her rights.

"Ya see?" she asked, trying to calm her shaking hands as Leah drew the car to a stop.

Carlisle was waiting by the side of his Mercedes. One look in Carys' eyes across the distance, and his smile dropped. He looked about ready to literally cross the line.

"I see..." Leah allowed. She unbuckled both their seatbelts and pushed onto her knees to hug Carys, who gave herself over to the comforting warmth. "I'm sorry," she said into her ear. "He sounds like a dick."

"It's fine. I'm the one who's sorry," Carys whispered. She didn't trust herself to speak at a normal level.

"You gonna tell your mom now?" Leah asked, drawing away and dropping back into her seat.

"Maybe... But," Carys slapped her thigh and grabbed her bag of pastries and phone, "I know I need to explain what's going on to Carlisle. Call me tomorrow?"

"As long as you don't hang up on me."

"Oh," Carys joked as she opened the door, "I reserve that for people I've not spoken to for most of my life."

Leah's laughter spilled out of the car as Carys got out, and was muffled when she closed the door behind her. Fifteen steps away, Carys learned exactly where the border was when Carlisle enveloped her in a tight embrace.

"Did it not go well?" he asked, lifting his head to watch Leah's car draw away.

"It did," Carys whispered as she tried to quell her tremors against his shoulder, "but my father called on the way back, so that sort of freaked me out a bit."

Carlisle moved just far enough away to tilt her head up and search her face. "What on earth could Findlay have said to upset-"

"No." Carys shook her head. "Not Findlay."

"Your father, father?" he asked incredulously.

"Yup. He says you should have asked him for my hand," she informed him as she patted his chest through his cashmere jumper. "Oh, and I have two siblings. And a step-mum. And they want to come to the wedding. Oh, and he's walking me down the aisle."

"Like hell he is," Carlisle said fiercely while he stroked her back. "I don't mean to suggest they won't be welcome if you want your siblings there, my love."

"Oh no, I don't want them there... Unless you do?"

"No, not at all."

"Just... The absolute audacity of the man," Carys complained as Carlisle guided her back to the car and they got in. He'd cranked the heat. "He hasn't said two words to me in sixteen years, and now he's walking me down my aisle? Who does he think he is? You should have heard him. He was saying he heard you were rich."

Carlisle answered once he'd set off. "I can't say he's wrong about that last part," he ground out, "but I can't say I like that he's right."

"I know. Gah." Carys shook her head. There was nothing for it. She needed comfort. "Sorry, lovely."

"For what?"

"I'm gonna need that face, if you can spare it?"

Carlisle melted instantly, keeping his eyes on the road as he chuckled quietly and offered her his cheek.

Carys pressed up and occupied herself by scattering kisses, little smacks of her lips, and light smooches all over the parts of his hard cheek, jaw, and neck that she could reach.

By the time she'd counted out eighty, she wasn't feeling so bad and they were almost home. Carlisle executed a one handed turn onto the winding drive just as Carys finally released him.

"Better?" he asked.

"Much," Carys said as she relaxed against her seat.

"Good."

"You?"

Carlisle smirked. "Oh, I felt better the instant I had you in my arms. Those kisses were an added bonus."

Carys grinned and sank in on herself, giddy from a lack of sleep. "Oh Carlisle," she teased, "you old charmer, you."

He laughed.

For a few moments Carys joined in, but then she thought about what she'd put off before.

Her siblings.

Was she wrong not to want to begin a relationship with them before she changed? Or would it be worse to suddenly come into their lives by having them at her wedding, and then to disappear all over again months later?

They were strangers. That was the truth of it. They were her brother and sister, but she'd not so much as known they existed before. Carys hadn't even realised she might have more than one secret sibling. Now she had a brother as well.

And she hadn't recognised her father's voice at first. If that didn't say it all, she didn't know what did. He wasn't someone she wanted to reignite a relationship with.

That evening, while she held Carlisle to her after her nap, stroking his hair through his peaceful daydreams, Carys found herself doing something she never thought she would: hoping her transformation came sooner rather than later.

"At least it would sort one thing out," she whispered to herself.

"Hmm?" Carlisle lifted his head, blinking himself back to life. "What would be sorted out?"

"My change," she whispered, "it would save me from having to decide about what to do with my family, for one."

Carlisle spluttered.

Rearing up, he grabbed a pillow from his side of the bed and punctuated his words by hitting her over the legs, arms, and torso with it while she squealed with laughter and covered herself as best she could. "You. Did. Not. Just. Suggest you use. The single most painful thing. In. Existence. To get out of talking to your father!"

"I said," Carys shrieked, rolling over to grab a pillow of her own, "for one!"

Carlisle dodged her first attack with a laugh, but let her second land. "What would the others be?" he asked as she hit him over the head.

"You could at least pretend it made a difference," Carys told him. Panting lightly, she paused to think. "Erm..."

Carlisle raised his eyebrows. Carys avoided his gaze and looked around the room. After a few seconds, he lifted his right wrist and made a point of checking his watch.

Carys dropped onto her back and spread her arms. "Watch the face," she sighed in defeat as he raised the pillow.

He dropped it to the bed and copied her position instead. When she looked at him, he blithely explained, "It's not as much fun with you looking so adorably pathetic."

"At least I got an adorable," Carys grumbled, though she couldn't quite contain her smile. Groaning, she rolled onto him and tucked herself against his chest. His arms closed around her. "What do I do?" she asked. "There's so much going on, I can't even think of it all. Is it wrong to shut them out before I've so much as met them?"

Carlisle sighed and adjusted his hold, but he said nothing. Carys knew him well enough to know that he had absolutely no idea how to respond.

Her eyes grew heavy again. She resolved to wait until after the battle. Then she would bring it up again. When they had both had some time to think about it.

Carys was woken by Carlisle disengaging from her a few hours later. Kissing her forehead, he bade her sleep as he rose to return his book to his office and go to the second training session.

She snuggled deeper into the covers.

At least the wolves and vampires would be prepared, she thought the instant before sleep reclaimed her. That was far more important than her family woes.

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