Reservations: A Twilight Fanfiction
Disclaimer: I do not own Stephanie Meyers 'Twilight'. If I did, Isabella would have been crushed by Tyler's van. I think it would have been an epic plot twist. Edward would then end up with Tyler, comforting him after such a tragic incident; bonding over the fact that they both thought they were monsters who deserved nothing less than a slow and painful death.
Isabella Swan was not all that impressed with Washington. She'd much rather stay with Renee and Phillip but her mother was insistent that she move in with her father, Charles Swan, for reasons of stability.
"Are you looking forward to school tomorrow Bells?" Charlie asked.
"Yeah, sure, I suppose so." She answered as they pulled up into the driveway.
Charlie turned to his daughter and sent her a smile.
"Welcome home!" He said. "I've got a surprise for you. It'll be here in a minute."
Bella smiled and thanked Charlie with as much enthusiasm as she could muster before her face fell as she walked towards the Chevy. School wouldn't be so bad, she thought to herself.
Her outlook in regards to living in Forks changed drastically when she laid eyes upon Edward Cullen, an Adonis reincarnation with bronze hair and topaz eyes.
"So who are they?" She'd asked Jessica during the lunch break. She'd been immediately accepted by the group of people she sat with and was content to hang with them for the moment.
"The beautiful people? They're the Cullen's. Aren't they gorgeous?"Bella nodded at Jessica Stanely's assessment. They most certainly were, especially the bronze-haired boy. "The blondes are the Hale twins, Jasper and Rosalie; they're Esme Cullen's niece and nephew. She took them in after their parents died. The big one is Emmett Cullen; he has such a gorgeous smile. The little pixie-like girl is Alice; she's weird. That God that's looking over here is Edward Cullen. They're all, like, together. Well, except for Edward. He doesn't date. Apparently no one in Forks is good enough for him. Well no one normal anyway."
Nearly everyone in the entire cafeteria gasped and looked towards the Cullen table in shock when a high pitched squeak emanated from their direction. The population of Forks High had just witnessed Edward Cullen, the most eligible bachelor, grab the Killer Carter by the waist, pushing her up against him as he seemingly nuzzled her neck.
"What the hell is that?" Jessica almost shouted.
"It shouldn't really surprise us. Killer Carter is the only girl he willingly speaks to. It's disgusting. She's going to lure him into the woods and that'll be last we ever see of that gorgeous boy."
"Don't be so mean. Carter's a lovely person." Angela defended the girl.
"How would you know? She helped you, like, one time. She might have planned to kill you in the library that day."
"That boy could do so much better than that thing."
"Carter seems alright." Mike said. "I don't get why you are so afraid of her. She hasn't gone and killed your family."
"Yet, Mike. Yet." Jessica said, Lauren voicing her agreement.
"Wait, that's Carter?" Bella asked, taking in the sight of a short girl. "My father's mentioned her a lot; I just didn't know she was only slightly older than me.
"Weird. You know he tried to adopt her the year he found her?"
"What do you mean tried to adopt?"
"Chief Swan saved her life. He was on call. Nobody knows what actually happened out there. It was only just within his jurisdiction or something like that so he took the job and she was there. Anyway, he wasn't able to find anything about her. There were no missing person's reports by family members; she had nothing that could help locate the next of kin, not even a last name. People say that she was found in a pool of blood; she'd killed a whole bunch of people but they couldn't prosecute a ghost, you know, someone who can't be identified. Long story short, she got away with it on that legal technicality. You're father thought he could help her, make her fight the need to kill. He grew fond of her and treated her like she was his daughter; he still does to this very day." Lauren supplied.
"I know right? Insane." Jessica said.
"I didn't see her at my house yesterday."
"She moved into a place of her own. People don't like going up too far past Forks because she has a house there."
"How old is she?"
"She's a senior." Lauren answered with a noncommittal shrug. "Eighteen."
"I didn't know that my father tried adopting her." Bella then said, feeling a little out of the loop.
"Well you'll be seeing her often. Be careful Bella. She may seem all sweet and innocent but she will not hesitate to kill you."
''
"Charlie?" Bella called out as she walked into the house. She walked to the kitchen, hearing movement.
"Oh, hi Isabella, I'm Carter."
Bella looked at her in surprise.
"What are you doing in my house?"
Carter gave her a polite smile; a fake one, but this girl would never know the difference. She could not stand the personality of Bella Swan in the Twilight books and she knew, just from that one sentence alone, that she was not going to like Bella Swan in real life either.
"Charlie said I could stay the night. I broke my key off in my front door this morning and the lock smith isn't going to be able to drop by until tomorrow so I'll be staying here. Sorry about the inconvenience."
"No, that's, that's alright. You just surprised me. I thought you were Charlie."
"My moustache isn't that impressive." She said jokingly, hoping to dispel some of the uncomfortable atmosphere. "So am I right in believing that today was your first day at Forks High?"
"Yeah. You're a senior, aren't you?"
"I most certainly am. I apologise for not introducing myself earlier; I just thought that meeting your classmates and starting a new school may be slightly overwhelming and I didn't want to interrupt your time with your new friends."
"Thanks, I guess. You don't need to apologise."
"Would you mind just setting out some plates? Sorry, that sounded bossy. I can't stop stirring this sauce until I'm ready to plate everything up; it's quite temperamental." Bella nodded her head and hesitantly went towards the cupboard that Carter had gestured towards. "So how was your first day?"
"It was fine. It's school, you know? I think I'll like English classes though."
"Oh, what are you studying?"
"Wuthering Heights; it's my all-time favourite book."
"Interesting. Any classes that you think you might not like?"
Bella was feeling uncomfortable talking to this girl. There was just something about her that made her wary. Right, the rumours, she remembered.
"I think I might like to drop biology."
"Why is that? Is it the teacher?"
"No, no. I've, uh, done the lab before so, uh, I guess it'll just get boring." She stood there awkwardly as Carter busied herself with various tasks in the kitchen. "I'm going to go upstairs."
"Sure, this is your house: do what you got to do. I'll call you when the food's ready. Your Dad should be home in ten minutes."
"Cool. Thanks." Bella disappeared.
Needless to say dinner was about as awkward as their introductions. Charlie was a little disappointed that the two girls didn't hit it off right away. He had harboured the secret want of seeing these two become best friends instantly but it didn't look like that would be happening.
''
"I need to go and give a spare key to the lock smith then I'll head on down to school. I'll get a lift from Sam." Carter said, a subtle wink was sent to Charlie, telling him to play along. Breaking her key in the door was the first excuse she could think of when she was told to just stay at Charlie's that night. She was going to kill Edward for this, well, if they ever found out she knew. She tried to cut the kid some slack, having met his blood singer and all. She just wasn't impressed that he needed to be so close to her in order to drown out Bella's scent.
"Right, the lock smith." Charlie replied. "Are you sure you'll get to school on time?"
"Positive." She said with a large smile, almost laughing at Charlie's attempts at being serious about the lock smith.
"Okay then. When are you going to stop by?"
"Not too sure. Soon though, I promise. Thanks for letting me crash here Charlie."
"You don't need to thank me Carter. How many years must I tell you this?"
"At least once more, kind Sir." She said with bow. "Anyway, I better get going. See you. Have a great day at work." She hugged Charlie and the man pressed a kiss to her forehead, waving goodbye as she walked off.
Bella watched the scene in front of her. Since when was her Dad affectionate? How could he be awkward with his own daughter but so at ease with some strange girl?
''
"We're going to talk about it Car."
"I'm not saying that we won't, I just need to get to school right now. It was just an unexpected hug. The kid found out that Isabella is his singer; her blood calls to him and it was proving to be a little too much. You know I'm a breath of fresh air."
"That doesn't give the leech any excuse to grope you in the middle of the cafeteria." Sam retorted. Carter shook her head.
"Sam, really? This is what I'd expect from Jared, not you. A hug, Sam. If he did grope me he'd be dead so cool your jets Alpha-boy. What did Paul say?"
"He's going to speak with you when you get home this afternoon."
"Brilliant. Tell him I look forward to it. I'll see you later."
"Oh, Car, whatever you do, don't come back home smelling like a leech okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, no problem Sammy." She said aloud before muttering under her breath. "It's not like I just waltzed up and rubbed myself against him on purpose."
"Don't be a smartass either! I heard that."
When Carter arrived at school she pretened to be confused when she spotted the Hale twins approaching. Poor things probably thought her Pack had a freak out and almost killed her. Show time, she thought, getting herself prepared to sell the 'I don't know a thing about the supernatural' act.
"Good morning?"
"Are you hurt?" Jasper asked her, tone serious and eyes scanning her.
"No. Why would I be? Did you lot send a hit-man out to bash my kneecaps in or something?"
"We were just worried about you. You left early yesterday and there were rumours that you had been injured." Rosalie replied. She almost cringed at her lie. She could smell the bullshit she had said.
"Completely injury free." She said, rolling up her sleeves and showing off the unblemished skin. "Thanks for the concern, and for checking up on me."
"We better head to class. The bell rang two minutes ago." Jasper said, patiently waiting, arm extended towards Carter. "Shall we go, my Lady?"
"What an excellent suggestion good Sir. Will the lovely blonde lady be joining us?"
Rosalie exaggeratingly flicked her hair back at Carter's words before sending her a smile.
"I'll walk with the both of you." She agreed, looping her arm through Carter's and the three made their way into the school; Carter throwing a quick 'Hi Emmett, Edward and Alice. Bye Emmett, Edward and Alice'.
''
Carter was truly impressed with just how much of a walking disaster Charlie's daughter was. The book did the girl's affinity for injuries no justice. The girl had been sent to the First Aid station of the school on no less than seventeen occasions. It had been two weeks since the first snow fell upon the small town of Forks and Carter had been on edge for the first few days but was more than shocked when Tyler continuously drove his van to and from the school parking lot without any incident. Suffice to say, she became complacent, coming to the conclusion that her presence here in the Twilight World must have altered the plot slightly. I wonder what'll happen instead, she thought to herself, thinking up various scenarios varying from a near miss in the cafeteria to almost getting crushed by an overhanging light in the gymnasium. We'll just have to wait and see, she thought.
''
Bella Swan was walking towards her truck, headphones in and looking appreciatively at the snow chains her father had cleaned and adjusted that morning. That was when she heard it: a high-pitched screeching. Her head whipped around to face the direction the noise was coming from and she stood, frozen in horror as she watched Tyler's van come careening towards her. She closed her eyes, knowing that her body wouldn't co-operate with her brain at this point in time. Students watched on, surprise and worry on their faces. Bella Swan would be no more by tonight.
Carter had steeled herself to be but an innocent bystander during the weeks leading up to the original incident but the new timing had thrown her off and being there in person, and not all that far behind Bella, she sprang into action. She threw her side-bag to the ground and started running towards the girl. She could make this, just barely, but she was sure she could. She threw herself at Bella, pushing the girl out of the way. She let out a yelp of surprise when she felt pain shoot up her leg. The van hit the back of Bella's truck with a loud, metallic crunch. People ran to help Tyler out of the car; the boy was bleeding from his forehead and was currently fading in and out of consciousness. The students of Forks High were in hysterics at this point.
"Are you alright Isabella?" Carter asked the girl. "Isabella?" The girl looked at her, eyes wide and unable to form a coherent thought. "Come on." Carter went to stand up but promptly let out a hiss of pain and fell back down. Cold hands helped her to her feet.
"You should have joined the football team with a tackle like that." Emmett said, trying to lighten the mood. Bella stood up on her own, clutching her arms to her chest. "Are you alright Bella?" He asked the girl.
"Y-yeah, I'm….I'm fine; just a little sore." She said. "You saved my life." She then said, looking Carter in the eyes. "Thank you."
"Don't thank me, it was no problem." Carter tried her best to hide the grimace but it was a little more than obvious that she was in pain.
"You think you can walk? Your leg looks a little messed up."
"'Course I can. Just give me a moment. The snow's numbed me a little."
"Back up." Emmett told the surrounding students as he helped Carter to his family. "Nosey aren't they? Want a lift to your place?"
"I don't want to ruin your car." She said.
Rosalie, along with Jasper, Emmett and Edward looked to her like she was an idiot.
"Okay, fine. But only if it's not too much trouble." She was then picked up by Emmett and placed gently into the back of Rosalie's convertible. "Jesus Emmett. I knew you were strong but holy fudge muffins." Emmett sent her a wink as he went to sit upfront, Jasper joining her in the back.
"Carter!" A teacher had run up to the car before they could get out of there. "You need to wait here for the ambulance."
"I'm fine Sir. There's a stack of witnesses here and I can always give Chief Swan a statement if need be at a later tonight." As she finished the sentence, the sounds of sirens could be heard and an ambulance was in the parking lot of Forks High. "Look, it's just a little scrape from the asphalt, honest Sir."
"My Uncle's a doctor." Jasper then spoke up. "If it's any worse than what Carter says, we can get him to take a look at her tonight. She's in safe hands Sir."
The teacher eventually consented and the group made a quick escape. As they left, Charlie had just arrived and was absolutely frantic.
"Bella? Isabella Marie Swan you answer me this instant!"
"I'm here Charlie." She said. "I'm okay. I can't say the same for the truck though."
Charlie let out a sigh of relief and held his daughter close to him.
"I better go and get statements off of the students. I'll get one off of you after I deal with this lot."
"No. I mean, there are enough witnesses already."
"Bells, I'll have one of the other Officers get a statement from you. You have to; your car was involved, you were involved so no getting out of this.."
"But, okay fine. You better go, you've got your work cut out for you."
"Have you called for a tow-truck?"
"Not yet. I'll do that now."
''
"They're ruined aren't they?"
"I distinctly remember you once saying that you could blood out of clothing." Jasper said, a small smirk on his face as he cleaned Carter's leg.
"That was ages ago! How the hell do you even remember?"
"We're geniuses; enough said." Emmett supplied. She let out another hiss of pain as Jasper squeezed her leg, trying to get a piece of gravel out of her knee.
"Would you like something to eat?" Rosalie asked, getting restless.
"That would be wonderful. Thanks Rose."
"Nearly done Little Lady." Jasper said, finally getting that one little rock from the wound.
"Better wrap this up Jazz-man." Emmett said, laughing at his own little pun.
After her wound was bandaged, she stood, experimentally putting some weight on her leg before switching her weight back to the other foot. The three Vampires stayed for a while longer, intent on making sure that Carter wouldn't go falling down her stairs.
"Are you sure you're goin-" The sentence was never completed as all three Cullen's froze, looking towards the back of the house, towards the woods and then to Carter, trying to retain their normal façade.
The front door swung open with a bang and in marched Sam and Paul, both men looking livid.
"There was a car accident at school and I got a little hurt. Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie helped me back here because I didn't need an ambulance and they live with a doctor so they know what they're doing when it comes to fixing up people." Carter said, her words fast and flowing as she tried to avoid a fight between the supernatural beings. "Uh, this is Sam Uley and Paul Lahote. Boys, this is Jasper and Rosalie Hale and that weird looking guy over there is Emmett Cullen." There was an obvious tension in the room. "Normal people shake hands." She then said, watching with a malicious sort of glee as the Vampires shook the hands of the Shifters.
"We best be going." Jasper said, nodding courteously towards the wolves. "Edward," both Shifters bristled at the name, "has your bag. He'll bring it with him tomorrow. Be careful, Carter."
The Vampires left the room; a 'Goodbye CarterI', 'See you to tomorrow' and 'Be careful' were said.
"Thank you! I'll see you tomorrow!" She shouted after them. There was silence as the two Shifters waited until they could no longer hear the car the vampires were travelling in.
Paul strode over to Carter, pushing her back into the armchair she was standing in front of and taking her leg in his hands. He undid the bandages and let out a sigh of relief when he realised it wasn't all that bad.
"It's literally just a scrape. I banged it up when I tackled someone out of the way of the van."
Sam was watching Paul. The amount of control this young man had over his abilities was astounding. He was, in a sense, bombproof; unless Carter was in real danger, he didn't lose his composure or control, unlike Sam who almost phased because a cookie cutter scratched his imprint.
"They didn't hurt you." He stated.
"No. They never would either. Not those three. Jasper," Paul bristled a little at the name of the blonde Vampire, "is the most trustworthy of all of the Coven. His control is unwavering and he would never hurt me. Rosalie and Emmett are pretty much the same. They're good beings."
"We'll take your word for it." Sam said. Paul was now rewrapping the wound. Once he was finished he remained kneeled in front of Carter.
"I'm fine Paul, honestly." She said, answering Paul's silent question. Sam wouldn't deny it: he was always amazed when these two were together, if not a little jealous because the connection between Paul and Carter seemed to be something stronger, something deeper, than Tribal Magic. "Would you mind checking the oven Sam? Rosalie put something on for me to eat but I have no idea what it was or if she's followed the instructions right." She said to the Alpha.
"Sure. Do you want a drink?"
"Yeah, there should be some cans of soft drink on the bottom shelf in the fridge."
Paul stood up once Sam had disappeared into the kitchen. He scooped the young woman up in his arms and sat them both down on the armchair, Carter burrowing into Paul's chest as he stroked her hair, kissing her forehead.
"You're going to make me fall asleep." Carter said, yawning in the process.
"You need some sleep." He said.
"Isabella Swan was nearly killed today."
"You pushed her out of the way of an out-of-control vehicle and put yourself in harm's way."
"I guess you could look at it like that." Carter replied.
"Charlie's here." Paul said. Sam was walking back in with some mini pies, sausages rolls and drinks.
"Carter?" Charlie called out as he opened the door.
"In the living room Charlie." She called back to him.
"Thank God for that." He said as he walked in. "You weren't hurt too badly were you? Some kids were saying that they saw you get dragged under the van."
"Just a scrapped knee. Is Isabella alright? I sort of tackled her into the pavement."
"She's fine. A little shocked still, but other than that, she's in perfect health, and it's because of you. You saved my daughter's life Carter." Paul stood up, bringing Carter with him and Charlie took that as his queue. He reached forward and embraced the girl. "Thank you."
''
The next few months proved to be rather dull. Carter spent her time at school, work, with Paul or with the Troublesome Trio, who she was currently with at the moment.
"We don't need a babysitter. This is ridiculous."
"I'm not a babysitter Jacob; I'm acting as a chaperon. Wouldn't want you to catch anything while you're down at the beach. Your father would kill me if you came back with crabs." Quil laughed hard at that, gasping for air and begging for mercy. Jacob had flushed a faint pink but maintained an unimpressed look.
"That wasn't funny Car. Never speak of such things again." He said. Embry chuckled along with her as she snickered at the youngest boy.
"What? He'd kill me if you ever brought those little, eight-legged critters home again!" She laughed aloud. "Aw, did I embarrass you Jakey-boo?" She asked in a baby-voice, cooing at him as she attempted to pinch his cheeks. He swatted at her hands.
"Why?" He asked, looking up at the ceiling of the garage. "What did I do to deserve this kind of torture?"
"Hey, don't be complaining Jake." Quil said, leaning towards where Carter was sitting. "I wouldn't be if I was lucky enough to have this angel in my life." He said with a wink.
"Oh Quil, if only I was a few years younger." Carter said, a hand to her forehead and the other over her heart.
"Age is just a number, baby. I'm game if you are." He said, wiggling his eyebrows.
Jacob just looked on, a slight hint of disgust on his face.
"Quil, quit it; it's getting sad. You're pathetic." He told his friend.
"What did I ever do to you?" Quil asked. "Try to show someone a little appreciation-"
"That's not the kind of appreciation you should be showing. You're sick! She's like our sister."
"Like your sister." Quil replied.
"Oh my God, Quil. Too far; way too far. Be quiet." Carter said.
"What do you think Uley would do to Quil if he found out he was flirting with his little sister?" Embry asked, stopping Quil before the boy could utter another stupid sentence. The boy in question paled. Embry, Jacob and Carter laughed at his reaction.
"Shut up! You're not going to tell him are you?" He then asked, panicking slightly.
"You'll be fine Quil. But I would suggest you never say something like that again. I am completely uncomfortable being anywhere near you at the moment."
"I was just joking! Come on, I was. Really!"
Jacob put down the various tools he was using and stood up, wiping his oily hands on an old dish cloth.
"Let's head off now."
"Good idea Jakey." Carter said, reaching up to clap him on the shoulder. "Let's go. Oh, and children," she said looking back at them as she exited the garage first, "one foot out of line and we will be coming back home. Understand?"
The three boys rolled their eyes and followed after the young woman. They made it to First Beach and Carter was not at all surprised to see that there was a small group of Forks High students. Right, she thought, I'll let Jacob tell her the story of the Cold Ones. She won't find out about Edward otherwise.
Unbeknownst to her, Bella did have her suspicions about Edward Cullen and his family. She had witnessed the boy run at an inhuman speed and swore she saw him in a tree by her house one night, not that she'd ever confront the boy about it.
"Go on boys, have your fun."
Embry stayed behind, opting to talk with Carter as she strolled along the beach and made her way to a hidden alcove.
"What's up Embry? You've been even more quiet than usual."
Embry wasn't sure how to say it without sounding crazy but he was worried about turning into a wolf at any given moment in time. He'd been feeling off these last couple of weeks and, growing up listening to the legends of the Quileute Tribe, had connected some of the signs of shifting to those that he was displaying. If anyone was going to believe him, or at least humour him, it was Carter.
"I've been feeling weird lately; feeling off."
"Are you feeling sick?" He shook his head.
"No, no it's just…." He paused for a moment. "I think the Tribal Legends are true and that I'm turning into a Werewolf." He blurted out in one go.
Carter just looked at him, grabbing his hand and pulling him down to her level. She knew he'd be shifting soon but she had no idea that the boy was smart enough to connect the dots. He had grown taller, was developing some muscle and had aged a bit. She placed a hand to his forehead. His hands did feel much warmer than they should have but his forehead, that was almost on fire.
"Embry, I need you to come with me now. We need to go and see Sam."
"I was right." He then said. "About them: They're not a cult; they're werewolves."
"Hush, now, they're down on the beach and can probably hear you. They've been keeping an eye out for you." They exited the cave and climbed their way back to the beach. Carter looked towards the group on the beach. Sam stood before the Forks students, flanked by Paul and Jared. Jacob looked as if he might try and start a fight.
"Remind me to hit that boy later." Embry made a small noise in agreement and followed along. "Come on Embry. There's no time for dilly-dallying along the beach." She reached for his hand and started to pull him along, walking at a fast pace. "Oi bro!" She yelled. "We need to speak with you right now. Top of the hill Sammy!"
Everyone just stared after her as she continued to pull a slightly scared looking Embry along.
"Was that-" Mike began to say but was cut off by Jessica and Lauren.
"Killer Carter? Yes." The said in unison.
Paul shot them both a look that had them taking a few steps back, almost cowering away from the man. Sam sent him a look.
"Come on. We better go and see what she wants." He subtly commanded. The Shifters took off after Carter.
"Wait!" Jacob yelled after them but they ignored him. He turned to Quil. "What the hell is she doing?"
"I've got no idea. We'll ask Embry on our way back."
Jacob seriously considered going up to the top of the hill to see what they were talking about but a soft voice stopped him.
"Jake? Do you want to go for a little walk with me?" Bella asked.
Meanwhile, on top of the hill, Sam was looking at Embry with some newfound respect.
"You think you're going to turn into a wolf because you've grown taller and have a constant fever?" He asked the boy. Embry looked to Carter, who gave him a thumbs-up. He was nervous as hell. He was taller, he was taller than Jacob now, but the height of the three men in front of him did unnerve him.
"Y-yes."
Sam looked to Carter as well before looking back at Embry. Paul remained standing behind Sam, as did Jared, with his arms crossed over his chest, his face betraying no emotions.
"We'll take him back to mine. Are you going to join us Car?" Sam asked.
"I'll be there soon. I'm going to make sure Jacob and Quil get back to Billy's." Sam nodded and turned to walk away, Jared following him. Embry stood there, not knowing what to do and watched as Paul came over and gathered Carter up in his arms. The man dwarfed the girl and it was an odd sight to see. Embry knew she would hang out with the infamous 'Protectors' but he knew what their relationships were with her.
"Save you some?"
"Please? Emily usually hides a plate but Jared's a pig. I should be there in two hours, three at the most." Paul raised an eyebrow. "They're going to ask questions so I'll make up something." She leant forward, standing on her toes to place a kiss on Paul's lips. "Look after Embry, okay?"
"We will. Off you go then; the quicker you take those boys home the quicker you'll be back with me." Carter turned to Embry.
"Go with them Bree. They won't hurt you; you can trust them. Oh, by the way, just play along with whatever I end up telling Jake and Quil alright?" He nodded and began to walk towards Paul.
"Let's go." Paul said to him. "See you later love."
"Bye love." She sang back to him, smiling at Embry's obvious shock. The boy was looking back and forth between the two. "See you later Bree!" She chuckled at the confusion and slight disbelief on the face of her friend. Oh she could not wait until Quil shifted; she was certain the boy would have a hilarious reaction to her being with Paul.
Carter made her way back down to the beach, waiting patiently for the boys to finish up whatever they were doing. One epic sand castle later, complete with a mote and driftwood bridge of course, Jacob and Quil walked back towards her.
"Where's Embry?" Jacob asked.
"What did Sam and his crazy cult want?" Quil questioned.
"They wanted to exchange contracts. I sold Embry to them. He'll fetch a good price in the slave trade market. They know a guy who knows a guy so I won't be cheated. I think they said I'd get a good $50,000. If they kill him and harvest the organs, which they won't because it's not part of the deal, I'd get $400,000." She then shrugged. "I really should get into the organ harvesting market but my moral compass won't allow me to go that far."
Quil went to speak but nothing came out. He tried again but the result was the same. He'd leave it to Jacob to do the speaking.
"Where is Embry?" Jacob asked again, a hard tone to his voice.
"He's running a fever like nobody's business. He felt a little funny when we got to the cave so I felt his forehead and it was on fire."
"Why'd you call Sam over?"
"This'll surprise you but Sam and Paul both have qualifications in First Aid." Jacob looked at her weirdly. "Park Rangers need to know what to do in medical emergencies." She explained. "So, did you have fun? Didn't catch anything while you were on your, walk, with Isabella?" She asked, successfully changing the subject and causing Jacob to once again turn red.
"He saved her from a piece of seaweed. It was soooo romantic." Quil said, imitating a stereotypical, romance obsessed girl. "Ouch! Carter, Jacob hit me!" He whined.
"Pull up your big boy pants Quil or hit him back." Carter said, smirking at the boy.
"You never choose my side!"
"Because your side always loses sweetie." She said, reaching up to pat his head. "We heading back or chilling for a while longer?"
"Heading back." Jacob answered.
"Okay then. Wait a moment; I need to take a picture of this awesome piece of art."
"Does the drawbridge work?" Quil asked.
"Pull that piece of seaweed."
"Holy shit! That's cool!"
"Language Quil." Carter reprimanded, hitting the boy in the arm.
Jacob took the camera from Carter's hand and snapped a few pictures of her 'Awesome' castle, a few pictures of the three of them and then a picture of Carter's face when Quil stacked it, flattening her castle.
"Now that Quil's gone and destroyed my beautiful creation, I suppose we should head back. Billy will run me down if you're not there when he gets back."
''
Authors Note: And so ends the third instalment of this alternative Paul/OC story. I tend to do this with everything I write. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed.