Gone

Alice fell back slightly as Jasper opened his mouth for the third time, screaming and yelling at the top of his voice. Emmett had also moved back, he was no longer holding Jasper down and so Jasper was rolling around on the lawn, pummelling his fists into the mud and ripping at his tousled golden hair. Alice stood up and hovered over him like an anxious cat near water, "Jazz?" she held out her hand as if to touch him but quickly pulled it back when he screamed again, "Carlisle? What's happening?!"

Carlisle was standing next to Jasper, as were Edward, Rose, Emmett and I and he knelt down to inspect Jasper as he spoke, "I – I think its leaving his system"

Edward spoke up, "The venom?"

"Yes. I think, that by killing Claire, the venom has somehow decreased in strength"

Alice knelt beside Carlisle and grasped Jasper's hand in hers. She turned it over and gasped when she saw his forearm. The blue ooze was nowhere to be seen and his arm looked almost healed, in fact it looked too healthy, almost… alive.

"My God", Carlisle was whispering as Jasper had now stopped screaming and was just lying there; now and then he would twitch and his muscles would contract, causing his breathing to increase and causing Alice to flinch. Carlisle lifted Jasper's arm to inspect it closer and, as he did so, I could smell the rich blood that was coursing through it, I could see the full veins beneath his skin and I could hear the fluent, heavy pulse beating inside. The veins continued up his forearm all the way to his elbow, but, above his elbow, his skin remained the pale, stone-like way it had always been, the way it was supposed to be. Alice traced the veins beneath his skin and the scars across his forearm. The scars looked different to how they normally looked, they looked… fresh; some were deep red, others looked like open tears in his flesh. Jasper sucked in a quick intake of breath as Alice touched one of the more fresh-looking scars and she immediately stopped touching him. His eyes seemed to have come into focus and he started to get up; he sat up, resting himself on his elbows in the grass.

"Jasper?" Carlisle looked concerned and wary, as though Jasper were a bomb that would explode at any moment, "How do you feel?"

Jasper cleared his throat and I had to strain to understand him through his disjointed Texan accent, "I-I'm okay I think", he looked towards Alice and he quickly embraced her, perching her on his lap, I could almost hear Alice relax into his arms as he spoke, "Why aren't I dead?"

"She didn't have long enough to bite you", Alice's voice was getting chirpier by the minute.

"And this?" Jasper raised his 'living' forearm, "Is this permanent?"

Carlisle answered him, "I don't know. But what I do know is that when Alice killed Claire the venom in your body became weaker, somehow the venom is attached to whoever injected it and once they are destroyed it leaves the victim's body"

Alice's voice was muffled against Jasper's chest when she spoke, "But his arm will be okay right Carlisle?"

"I think so. It could be taking longer because that's where she bit him; I think it will heal in time"

"Good", Jasper touched one of the open wounds on his pink arm and flinched, "Because it hurts like hell"

Emmett's booming laugh made me jump as he slapped Jasper on the back, almost making him fall on top of Alice, "Poor Jazzy, beaten by a girl". Alice growled quietly and Jasper leapt to his feet and started to chase Emmett round the garden.

I sighed and entwined my fingers with Edward's. We sat on the grass beside Alice and Rose joined us, laughing now and then when Jasper leapt on Emmett's back like a cat catching a really big field mouse. Emmett managed to get Jasper off each time though; he simply grabbed both of Jasper's arms (causing Jasper to holler like he'd caught his foot in a bear trap) and threw Jasper to the ground. Alice finally broke up the tousle by dragging Jasper by his good arm into the woods, probably for some recreational hunting. Carlisle also went into the woods but I knew that he wasn't going for recreational purposes; he was going to bury Claire's body, he was too humane to simply leave it lying in the grass, staring blindly into space.

Rose moved to her feet and she and Emmett darted across the stream in the same direction as Alice and Jasper, leaving Edward and I to lie in the grass and watch the sun move across the sky and finally sink below the horizon.

We'd been lying there, staring into each other's eyes for an unimaginable amount of time. It was strange; I couldn't remember exactly how long we'd been there, time seemed to have disappeared altogether after the huge silver moon had emerged from behind the clouds. Edward suddenly bolted to his feet, pulling me with him. His eyebrows were knitted together in the middle of his eyes and his lips were in a tight line across his face. I clasped his face in my hands and whispered to him,

"What's wrong?"

"I can't hear Renesmee"

"Maybe she's just asleep"

"No Bella, I can't hear her! Her thoughts aren't there!"

I dropped my hands from his face and darted into the huge white house. I immediately smelt blood; it wasn't the usual tempting aroma of humans but it was close enough to it that I knew who it belonged to. Jacob. I flew into the dining room and almost tripped over one of the upturned chairs. The dining table looked as though it had been torn in half like a giant piece of paper and most of the chairs were either lying in splinters on the floor or lying on their sides. I scanned the room for Renesmee but couldn't see her anywhere, I did, however, spot Jake. He was lying under the smashed table; his arms were splayed out in front of him and one of his legs was bleeding, his shin bone was jutting out of his flesh. I picked up one half of the table and tossed it aside and then lifted Jake up and lay him on the snow-white couch in the lounge. Edward dashed upstairs to look for Renesmee whilst I shook Jake furiously to wake him up.

Jake finally began to open his eyes after three agonising minutes, by which time Edward had come to the conclusion that Renesmee was nowhere to be seen and Esme had leapt out of her bedroom window and headed south. Jake propped himself up on his elbow and shook his head a few times. He then looked as though he suddenly remembered something and started to get up before realising his leg was in no fit state to be walked on.

"Where is she?" his deep brown eyes flicked about the room manically, "Where is she?!"

Edward answered, "She's not here Jake. Where did she go?"

"She-she, I don't know", Jake's head flopped forward and he began to shake furiously. I put my hand on his to calm him down and forced my voice to remain even,

"Jake", I lifted his chin with my hand, "What happened?"

"They came, the werewolves. The leader, Adam, he held me back with his gift thing and all of the furniture started flying about. He broke my leg and knocked me out"

I spoke again, more urgent this time, "Why didn't we hear any of this Jake?" I looked to Edward who looked just as confused as I felt, "We were just in the garden"

"That Elliot kid, he said he'd 'take care of you two', that you 'wouldn't even know they were here'"

"So Renesmee ran right? She got away?" I was becoming hysterical but I didn't care. I needed to know where Renesmee was, "Where is Renesmee Jacob?!"

"She's gone. They took her"

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