Inevitability

6


Jacob's Point of View


This was driving me absolutely insane. First of all, there hadn't been enough room on one plane, so I was now stuck surrounded by a vampire who knew everything I was thinking, one who was trying to practically glue himself to the chair because everyone smelled good, a vampire who looked ready to kill someone at the theft of her child and a tiny pixie who only wanted to go on this flight was because I was some super-effective headache medicine.

Great.

Edward chuckled from beside me, but I pointedly ignored him, trying to focus my eyes on the television screens in the back of the headrest of the person in front of me. Some really stupid movie playing…in fact…one of the characters looked a lot like Edward…

Haha. He just died.

Edward rolled his eyes and said nothing, his own focus being on the book he had brought. I couldn't understand how he could act so freaking calm. I was trying very hard not to faze and tear the plane apart in my attempt to get to Wren sooner. I missed her touch, her warmth. I had no idea what the foreign bloodsuckers were doing to her. Were they even feeding her? Did they know about the unborn child? What would they do to it if they found out? Anger flashed through my mind, and my barely-restrained growl was mimicked by one of Jasper's, two seats over.

"Careful," Alice warned, leaning forward in her seat between us and placing a calming hand on Jasper's shoulder. He immediately relaxed under her touch, and went back to feigning sleep. Alice turned back to me, speaking too quickly for any human ears. "He's trying not to use his power, but it's difficult. If you emote strongly then he will have no defense against it, or a channel for it. You'll catch him unawares and he will be as angry as you, though he doesn't know why. And…" She turned to look back at him, smiling a little. "He's finding the blood hard to resist, so I'd like to not make it harder than it has to be."

"I'd bless the fact that I don't have his power, only for the fact that some people are joining the Mile High club and I can hear every detail," Edward chimed in, wincing a little.

Okay, so maybe not the psychic's calm, nor the empathy, but for the humor that came with me for knowing Edward was in discomfort…that made me relax. For now, at least. I would probably regain my edginess as soon as we landed in the leech city.

"Five…Four…Three…Two…"

"Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We have just begun our decent into Volterra -."

Yep, there were the nerves again. I wanted to faze, run, howl, and fight. The animal's instincts were already starting to take me over and, in the sensed presence of thousands of vampires, it was becoming harder and harder to keep them down.

Damn.

To distract myself, I focused on trying to find Wren. Going through our plans again.

Wren…

Nessie…

Please be okay.


Wren's Point of View


Where were they?

How long had it been?

All time had merged into one continuous chain of events. I ate, drank, slept, and all the while I pined for Jacob, and for my family. I would kill to have the cold stone arms of my father and mother surrounding me, and the heavy thumping of my love's heart.

But all I had was these chilling walls, and my ever increasing stomach.

Aro had been delighted once my pregnancy became apparent, and he wouldn't let any other vampires near me, except himself. He visited every few hours, unless I was asleep - which I was quite often - but there were only so many hours that a person really needed before sleeping just made them even more tired.

I sighed as my door opened ever-so-slightly and a covered plate was pushed in. Yay, meal time. Thanks zookeeper.

Regardless of my bitter thoughts, I crept towards the plate, letting the tantalizing fragrance of raw meat engulf me. Slowly, I had sunk into the levels of an animal. There were no windows here, no scents that were not either stale, or the sickeningly sweet scents of the castle's residents. I devoured the meat hungrily, letting it settle the nudges at my stomach, which had grown more insistent. Should babies be able to be felt at this time in pregnancy? I had to admit I hadn't really paid much attention in biology or sex Ed. I had absolutely no idea for the timeline of a regular pregnancy, let alone the timeline of a vampire-werewolf hybrid fetus.

I hated not knowing things. When I was younger, people told me stuff. If I asked, I was answered. They edited, of course, but I still got a freaking answer.

No one answered me this time.

And I hated it.

I hated not knowing my future.

I hated this thing inside me that had brought me this fate.

I hated being a vampire.

Damn Bella and Edward. Damn Jacob. Damn them all.


Jacob's Point of View


We were speeding towards Volterra in what I suspected was an illegally acquired car. Alice was driving, with Edward in the passenger seat and me trying very hard to be comfortable in the back with Bella. Jasper had stayed at the airport, to wait for the rest of the Cullens to arrive.

Edward suddenly sat up rigid, from where he had been staring absently out of the window. His expression was one of pain and anger.

"Alice! Step on it!"

Alice obeyed without question, but I had to ask; "What's wrong?"

He didn't answer, so I asked, more insistently. "What did you hear?" Bella was looking worriedly at Edward too.

"I…" He shook his head. "Nothing that concerns you, Jacob. It's not going to happen."

He sounded agitated, and held his head in his hands. I knew that it was wise not to pursue, but I was curious. And on edge. I needed to know what had him so afraid…and angry.

"If it won't happen, then there's no harm in telling me, right?"

Then, he roared. It was loud and sudden. I flinched back into the seat. He hadn't actually moved, but I suddenly knew. Even without seeing his eyes, I recognized the posture of the burning man. He was back, and he was doing more harm than before, if that was possible. What the hell had he seen?

I guess that I wouldn't know right now.

"Jacob…" he hissed.

Huh. Maybe I would get to know.

Did I want to?

"Aro..." The name sent anger through me, along with a small tremor, but I repressed it. "He…he wants to…"

"Wants to what? Fucking hell Edward, just tell me!"

"Breed her." He hissed the words, silent as a shadow, but I heard.

And I was stunned.

Then it hit me.

"No!" I roared, making Alice swerve the car a little wider than usual. I was very close to fazing now. There was nothing to help it. My mortal enemies who had wanted to kill her before were now going to force her to…breed? The wolf in me was growling, ripping at the mental and physical bonds that held it in an attempt to break free and kill the leeches, but I forced it back. I would not become the monster when she needed me most.

Protect my mate.

Follow through with the plan.

Don't bring the Volturi to the pack. Don't provoke them.

Get Wren back. Save her.

And my child.

"I don't think that they intend for your child to live, Jacob."

"What?!" The animal once again leapt forward, and once again I pushed it back. Bella hissed beside me, her eyes going flat black with rage. Looking in the rear view mirror I could see Alice's eyes as an identical hue.

"They're going to terminate the pregnancy Jacob. We haven't much time."

In response, Alice stepped on the pedal, and the car sped forward, down the crowded roads as if we were the only car on it, the honking of mortal horns the chorus to our rush.


Wren's Point of View


My dreams were pleasant. At least, I think they were meant to be. They were constantly haunted by shadows. Hissing shadows draped in black cloaks of darkness, leaping forward to grab me, only to be thrown back by some unknown force. I had no idea what to do. I didn't know what to think, or feel. I was numb, and that thought terrified me most of all.

I woke up at the sound of my door opening. I tensed automatically, listening to the tiny heartbeat in my abdomen speed up in response to my anxiety. I forced myself to roll over and face the intruder, though I feared what I would see.

It was Aro. Figures. Why was I so surprised then?

No…something wasn't right…I watched like a caged animal as Alec followed in behind him, as well as Felix. Were they taking me somewhere else? I looked between the three of them, their eyes matching in the red wine I found so terrifying. Aro was smiling in his usual 'reassuring' way, but I refused to let myself calm down. I was tight as a bowstring.

Something wasn't right.

Something was very, very wrong.

I stood up as Aro started to approach me, Alec and Felix fanning out but staying a little behind him. With dismay I watched Felix position himself between me and the door. There was no way I would be able to get past him. I was faster, yes, but I was weak with the strain of taking care of another life, and he was stronger than I could ever strive to be.

"Good evening, my dear," Aro said, breaking me out of my assessment of the situation.

"Is it? I'll have to take your word for it," I snapped before I could stop myself. In Forks, the sun had always meant time with Jacob. Deprived of it here, where it was almost always sunny in Italy, I missed him all the more. It was like the vampire in me had completely left with the true appearance of Jacob in my life, and now my child. The werewolf was dominant, and the vampire side that lived in darkness had been subdued.

I missed the sun. I missed warmth. I wanted out.

Aro chuckled after my little quip. "Don't worry, my dear. You shall soon be able to leave here." I let hope rise in me a little. Really? He would let me go free?

But…why?

"After our little meeting here, I'd like you to meet Chelsea, a friend of mine. I think you two shall get along famously."

I heard a distant clinking, and Aro suddenly snapped his head towards the wall, where the door was closed, but the hall stretched out in front of it for an endless stretch. He frowned, and then sent a look to Felix, who nodded and left. Muscles had left. My chances looked higher.

"Now…" Aro continued, and I knew he kept speaking. His lips moved, words came out, but I understood none of it.

Down the hill, there was a shriek of anger.

Aro's form was becoming blurry. I looked over at Alec. His serene face was crumpled a little in concentration.

Was this Alec's power that I had heard about?

No.

No!

Fight it Renesmee!

But I couldn't.

The fog was crushing me.

Colors leaked out of the picture. I couldn't see faces anymore.

I smelt the scent of fire, burning pitch.

Breathing was becoming difficult. The heartbeat felt like it was in my throat. I couldn't concentrate. I was gasping for air; something I hadn't needed to do for a few years. I fell to my knees, clutching at anything I could to keep myself upright. I felt nothing, not the cold stone of the floor nor the carved wood of my bed.

I saw and felt nothing more. Slowly, accompanied by the familiar roar of a well-loved russet wolf crashing through the door, I slipped into the blackness.

And just as razor teeth bit into my stomach.


Jacob's Point of View


No!

We had been so close!

I let out an agonized howl as I burst into the room, taking in the scene before me. The head leech I recognized was bent over the unconscious form of Wren, ripping into her skin. I growled and launched myself at him, ready to tear him limb from limb, only to be stopped as I felt myself slipping into blackness. What the hell was happening?

"Bella! Shield us; Alec's here!"

Immediately the blackness was gone. I thought a thank you to Edward for the help, and then leapt for the leader again. Blood was pooling around the two bodies at an alarming rate. We couldn't be too late! I couldn't accept it. There was no way.

I sank my teeth into his shoulder and threw him away, into Bella's awaiting arms. Edward was busying himself with Alec, but I knew that we had to move quickly if we were to escape. Enforcements would have heard the destruction of Emmett-rival leech.

I whimpered and pushed my nose to Wren's forehead. There wasn't much else I could do. I dared not faze back in case more leeches came and I was caught unawares. And I wouldn't be helpless to protect her. Not again.

Luckily, I didn't face such a predicament. Her eyes fluttered open a little as Alec's power wore off her in the presence of Bella's impenetrable shield. She gasped, her beautiful brown eyes filling with tears as she saw me, and I yapped softly and pushed my nose against her again. To my surprise, she giggled a little, weakly pushing my muzzle away. I lowered my head for her to climb up, but when she didn't move anger flared in me again. What had they done to her?

I whined and Edward looked up, hearing my thoughts. He quickly finished Alec off and headed over. I realized just now that Edward had simply been playing with him; drawing out his enemy's demise. I smirked a little – wolf style. Nice. I'd have to get some action in later.

Edward picked his daughter up gently and set her on my back, wrapping her arms around my neck. She tightened her grip in reflex and at that I had to smile; I was glad that her ordeal hadn't affected her view of me that much. I knew that some people went through this sort of situation…minus the werewolves and vampires…and can't out the other end different.

Not that she wasn't different; I could hear the heartbeat that I knew was my child's fading slowly. It was weakening. We needed to escape now, before we lost it.

I barked at Bella and Edward to get their attention, though Edward already knew. We all did. We had been too late to stop Aro, but hopefully not too late to save Wren.

And my child.

Both of them.

Bella was snarling, crouched in front of Aro with teeth bared, eyes black and fingers curled into claws. Aro was wearing an equally ferocious expression. This was unusual – from what I had heard of him he usually had a very calm manner. I flickered an ear towards the ceiling, where I could hear the running steps of aid for the Volturi leader. I growled low; I wanted nothing more than to kill him, but we were running out of time.

Edward nodded in response to my thoughts, and pulled Bella, still snarling, out of the room. I followed, running ahead of them and meeting Alice by the elevator. We ran out of the castle. Luckily, there weren't many people to notice us go by, and if they did they paid us no heed. I could hear angry hisses behind us of pursuing vampires, and I pushed myself faster.

We jumped into the car, me fazing on the way. I ignored the clothing problem while I made sure Wren was okay. She felt cold, really cold. I wrapped my arms around her, hugging her close to my chest to warm her up. Alice jumped into the driver's seat and sped away. I had no idea if the chase was still on, but I honestly didn't care. She was here, she was with me.

And she was covered in blood.

Was it her own?

That of a meal?

What had happened to her?

"Jacob…" My name came out as a sigh from her, and she turned towards my chest, curling up into a ball. I wanted to cry for joy. She would be alright. She would be fine.

Then her expression turned to one of pain, and she whimpered, clutching her stomach.

Edward turned around to look at us, his eyes widening, then his eyes flickered out of the back window.

"Alice, pull over."

"What?"

"Just do it! Jacob, get Nessie out of the car quickly."

I nodded, in no mood to disobey, and pulled her onto the curb when Alice had stopped. I lay her down, and quickly pulled on some jeans before kneeling down by Wren's head, stroking her hair back.

"What's wrong, Edward?" Bella's worried voice came from over my shoulder. The scent of blood was maddening. It wasn't going away or fading.

There was an open wound somewhere. Something that Wren couldn't heal herself.

Edward whipped out his phone, speed dialing two and holding the device to his ear, pinching his nose with his thumb and forefinger. We could all hear the voice answer on the other side.

"Edward?"

"Carlisle. I need your help."

"Of course. What's wrong? Did you make it out? Is someone injured?"

"Only one. Carlisle, I need to know what to do." He looked up, meeting my eyes. Burning man was there. His expression was one of undeniable sorrow. I saw so many emotions in his flickering eyes.

Sadness.

Anger.

Fear.

Worry.

Regret.

Guilt.

"Renesmee's having a miscarriage."

The wolf was back.


Author's Note: I know that someone didn't want me to write from Jacob's point of view anymore, but I kind of can't help it; he's as much a part of this story as Renesmee, and I can't just not write him in.

And I actually love Harry Potter Four, if only because Robert Pattinson is in it. Purrs. So don't hate me for that! I just thought it was funny. And I know I said that Edward wouldn't go crazy, but I didn't really have much say in what I wrote; Edward and Jacob were standing behind me the whole time making sure I did it exactly right, so blame them.

And if anyone kills me then no one will write the next chapter. The story does not end here, I promise! There are twists, turns, and fights! Yay!

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