Chapter 7
La Push
Vivian's POV
"I was expecting the Rabbit, not that." I smiled pointing to the motorcycle.
"Yeah sorry about that I didn't actually expect you to have papers with you. Why do you have papers if this is just a make up story." Jacob asked pointing to my folder, "that stuff is just going to get wet. And look don't run stories you looked up on the internet to my dad either I really do not want to see him get his hopes up and then you squish them."
I unzipped my jacket stuffing my folder into the cocoon and zipped it back up, "I need them because I really do not know where I come from precisely. I know my birth date and the area where I was born but that is it. I really shouldn't be doing this either I mean there is a lot of stuff to take care of."
"Nah I think the warrior princess has it taken care of besides if you ask me she would rather be cozying up to Emmett." Jacob said. "I would pay to see her and blondie get into a fight."
I smiled, "if Jacob only knew about that situation. I could not fathom why I was the only one who remembered our time spent in Tennessee while on the run. It was just before Domenica's big black out and Emmett was still human neither would have the memory of the other." I grinned a little bigger as I climbed onto the back of the motorcycle.
Jacob raised a curious eyebrow at me, "no helmet?"
"I trust you not to kill me." I declared.
"You can die?" Jacob asked looking very worried.
I shrugged, "I suppose we could just like I assume that you can also. We have beating hearts what happens if it stops? Will I turn completely into a vampire, will you turn completely into a wolf? Who knows."
"No I will die otherwise we would have a butt load of old wolves roaming around." Jacob explained mounting the motorcycle.
He pressed the foot petal down bring the machine to life, I loved the sound of a good motorcycle. "What do you mean?"
"Billy will tell you the story I am sure and he knows the whole story about you by the way." Jacob explained as we headed off.
I gasped, partly because of the frigged air on my bare face, felt good my skin was burning. I was warmer than usual, my papers may get wet after all if I do not get this jacket off soon. It did not take us long to arrive at the reservation, it was quite beautiful to me it seemed welcoming and familiar.
We came to a stop at a small house, it was quite lovely very simple. My sisters and I had developed a craving for simpler things while we stayed hidden in Tennessee that final time we had ran from father.
I placed a hand upon Jacob's shoulder, lifting myself from the back of the motorcycle putting my feet on solid ground. I did not move right away, I took in scenery around me absorbing more of the lush forest and clear air. It had the smell of rain mixed into it, it was tantalizing to me and I really dislike rain.
"I think she has gone insane." I heard Jacob whisper proceeded by a tap on my shoulder.
I turning around to an older man in a wheelchair landing square in my vision. I grinned brightly at him not thinking of how he may receive me. I had completely forgotten about any treaty, about being half vampire while in the land of wolves where I could be torn to pieces at any moment.
"You must be Vivian." the man stated.
"You must be Billy." I replied kindly.
"I am and your story is very interesting to me but I must tell you that I seriously doubt you will find what you are looking for here. Jacob only told me the brief version I would like to hear the entire version from you." Billy answered.
I nodded, "to be truthful I thought the same thing as we came in, regardless of how comfortable La Push seems to feel. I would love to share my entire story any insight or theories that I can receive is helpful."
"Very well let's step inside shall we?" Billy motioned turning himself into the direction of the house.
"Allow me?" I suggested taking the handles of his wheelchair.
"Thank you." Billy answered.
The three of us silently made our way into the small house settling in the very small living room. I had sat on the sofa with Jacob beside me already looking bored I wondered how long it would take him to fall asleep. I unzipped my jacket removing my folder of information.
"Do you mind?" I proposed before removing the sweltering jacket.
"You okay?" Jacob asked looking down at me.
"Yes I am just a little warmer than usual, I am sure it is just from not being use to this weather." I said fanning myself.
Billy was staring at me curiously I didn't know if I should be freaked out or not. I did not wait for a response from Jacob instead I shed the black zip up hoodie thankful that Amelia had thought to pack a few t-shirts for me.
"Do you usually run this warm?" Billy questioned.
I nodded, "my sister Amelia and I have yet to figure out why I suppose we all just run differently."
"Where was it you said you believe you were born or created or which one?" He asked.
"Born in this country apparently in the northwest in August of 1873 that is all that I really have. Apparently my father has all of the information on me and my sisters but I cannot get to it the less educated we are about our past…"
"The less humanistic you are." Billy finished.
I nodded, "exactly he likes to keep things on a need to know level. My sister Amelia is closed to the paper work you could say, she had a moment to look at my file a few years ago. I went off of what she gave to me.""And your sister didn't see what state you were born in?" Jacob asked even he seemed a little intrigued.
"Correct she said she scanned what she could and remembered it was the northwestern US. She could not remember the state but she did remember that my mother was Native American. That really narrowed it down for me, I just had to research when I could on missing native american women in August of 1873 in the north west of the United States. I wasted a number of sleepless nights with my search, it was fruitless. I even attempted to acquire my own file at home but I was caught before I made it into his office." I shrugged.
"I see." Billy stared at me, "can I take your information, can read it over tonight and get back to you?"
"Sure." I nodded handing him the folder.
Billy began flipping through it nodding a few times, mumbling to himself.
"You look pretty good to be 137 years old by the way." Jacob stated.
I laughed, "thank you. If it's okay I am going to grab some air."
"No problem it gets a little toasty with me in a small room." Jacob grinned proudly.
I stood with a smile shaking my head, I made my way to the door almost tripping over Jacob's big feet before walking outside. It had taken me quite a while to piece what little information I had on my past together. I suppose that it could be possible my mother came from here but I was certainly not getting my hopes up. A fine mist was falling, I stepped from under the small porch allowing the cold to embrace my tingling skin. I sat on the side of the small ramp that was obviously for Billy's benefit biting on my left thumb nail dissecting the various ideas in my head.
"You okay?" Jacob asked as he joined me.
"I suppose I am not getting my hopes up that is for sure." I shook my head sticking my legs out crossing my ankles, resting my hands on my thighs.
"I'm sorry. But look on the bright side we have a huge fight on the way right?" Jacob said changing the subject.
"We do I am confident that with the planning we will be ready for them." I stated looking up to the porch, Jacob was leaning on the railing.
"Well I get what Demonica's job is, I think I get what your job is but what is the other one's job? I forgot her name sorry." Jacob asked, "and aren't you cold?"
I shook my head, "feels good. I know Domenica is vocal but she is pretty awesome and Amelia is just very quiet and sweet. She doesn't really have a job other than to help father when she can."
"Really." Jacob pondered aloud.
I looked up at him again, "what are you insinuating?"
"You track them down, Domenica kills them and Amelia pushes papers? You don't find that just a little bit odd." Jacob blinked.
"No I do not find that odd and you would feel the same if you knew Amelia. She does not have it in her to hurt a soul let alone track down anything. I have my own sins, Domenica has her sins and I am thankful Amelia 'pushes papers.' That means she is farther away from that evil." I defended.
"No that means she is in direct contact with the evil." Jacob corrected.
I took a breath, I was about to set the record straight with Jacob in regard to Amelia but Billy joined us outside. His eyes were focused on me.
"Yes?" I asked standing up quickly.
"I believe I know who your mother was but I may need more that this evening to research are you sure that I can keep this?" he asked sternly.
I stood frozen in the misty afternoon staring back to Billy, I looked up at Jacob and then back to Billy. I corrected my posture, taking a deep breath it was now or never again.
"Absolutely." I spoke looking to him.
Author's Note : Dun dun dun. Left a little cliffhanger for you, who is Vivian's mother? Will Domenica and Emmett remember?
Updates coming soon!
Chapter 8
Still Vivian's POV
Billy, Jacob and myself found our way back into the small living room as the mist had turned into a light snow. I would give anything to be in Domenica's head right now, we rarely see snow which she loves. It makes since to me for her to enjoy this weather, it happened to snow a lot that winter in Tennessee and that was the happiest I had seen her. I wish more than anything that Domenica could remember and Emmett too not so they could try to rekindle anything just so they could have that memory. I firmly believe that the powers of the universe have brought us all together to this beautiful place for a reason. Not only to reclaim our own lives, help to save our new friends but maybe unravel the past.
I must have been staring into space fairly hard because Jacob's colossal paw of a hand waved in front of my face. I blinked a few times before coming back to reality.
"Whatever caused you to have such a strong hallucination I want some of it." Jacob said.
I smiled, I liked Jacob there was a familiarity to him, "just thinking about things. Listen I should probably go I am probably wearing out my welcome here. Shouldn't the pack be guarding your house by now?" I asked looking to Jacob.
"No they are running perimeter so that if the unexpected happens, which around here it typically does, we will be ready. Besides I'm here." Jacob explained flashing his grin.
"I see." I nodded, "sorry to bring all of this down on you especially after the last ordeal with the Volturi."
"S'okay we needed something fun to happen around here anyway we were getting bored." Jacob shifted in his seat.
Billy came back into the room with a very old leather bound book, small strings were fringing in the creases of the spine. I did not recognize it at first but I soon noticed that it was the Black family history book.
"Ah Vivian you are still here, good." Billy smiled.
My eyebrows wrinkled in slight confusion, "did you find something?"
"Yes, it just drives my suspicions farther, I believe you are the daughter of Nina Black everything in your folder fits the facts that I have." Billy explained, flipping the book open.
"Daughter of." I thought, the words that I had longed to hear. I knew not to get my hopes up with any of it, it wasn't one hundred percent. Wait…Black…
I shook my head, "but it's impossible right? I mean let's assume this Nina Black is my mother, she belonged to a tribe with werewolves that detest my very existence. And since she is a Black that would make her your family that has an alpha sitting beside me. What she related by marriage, by blood, adoption? And if it turned out to be true what would happen?"
"A very interesting Thanksgiving." Jacob said, "I can see it all unfolding now. Hey Auntie Vivvie could you pass the me the gravy? Oh sure nephew just pass me the blood."
"Well my son has already imprinted on a half vampire so that sort of defeats your point also. The more the merrier." Billy laughed a little.
"Ah ha ha." Jacob sarcastically laughed.
I grinned turning to him unable to control my laughter, "he has a point."
"Whatever….Auntie Vivvie." Jacob grinned lightly punching my arm.
My smile disappeared, "I wouldn't be. Would I?" I turned to Billy.
"Yes to both of us actually would you like to hear the story?" Billy asked.
"Yes I would but just so we are all clear there is zero proof that I am her daughter." I said shaking my head.
"Dude whatever, this is the closest you have ever gotten to an answer right?" Jacob rolled his eyes.
"Well yes but that….."I began.
"It does mean something it means you may have found your answer." Jacob said, "it may not be what everyone wants but not all of us get exactly what we want. If a half vampire were actually blood related to this tribe it could turn everything upside down."
"The shape shifting?" I asked.
"Yup." he accentuated the P, "have you ever shifted?"
I shook my head, "never I couldn't anyway right? I think it would be pretty cool though."
"Well it is cool minus the voices in your head." Jacob explained.
"Voice?" I asked.
"When we phase we can speak to each other in thought, we can see each others memories and thoughts." he said.
"But it would allow you to coordinate." I said looking over to him.
"Yes it does but not when the memories of the night before come parading into the mix." Jacob stated making a disguisted face.
I bit on my lower lip trying hide a smile.
"Not funny! I do not want to see what someone did with their imprint." he shook his head at me.
I could not longer hold in my humor and began laughing I could only imagine the look on the faces as those images crept in somewhere between who would be attacking where and who would lead.
"Ugh! I hope you DO phase then you will not be laughing so much!" he grimaced which made me laugh a little harder.
"Okay, okay kids do you still want to hear the story Vivian?" Billy asked attempting not to laugh himself.
I could no longer breathe I was still laughing at Jacob but I shook my head wiping away the tears that had formed in my brown eyes.
"Isn't it kind of redundant to call her a kid when she is one hundred and some odd years old? I bet all of the little old ladies would love to know your secret."
"Oh yes, my father took my hypothetical mother from her home and family, had sex with her, conceived me and then I brutally murdered her. Lovely beauty advice, Jacob." I nodded.
Jacob shrugged, "you could make a killing off of that idea."
I cut my eyes to him only for him to point to my cheek, "your bruise is gone."
"I heal quickly you should have seen it ten minutes after the hit." I looked to my fingers, fidgeting with the string from my hoodie that now rested in my lap.
"You will have revenge in a few days." Jacob reminded.
I shook my head, "I do not want revenge for myself, it will not erase the past. I have made my own choices throughout this life and I only want to ensure that no other child has to live the life of a mere weapon. Which is exactly why I have to kill him."