Reservations: A Twilight Fanfiction
Disclaimer: I do not own Stephanie Meyers 'Twilight'. If I did, I'd've written the Cullen Coven off as the Villains. They would make an awesome force of evil. I reckon they'd almost be able to take over the world. For sure they'd be able to overthrow the Volturi if they put their minds to it.
"Shut up! It's two in the bloody morning for crying out loud." Carter groaned as she read the time on her mobile. She begrudgingly hit the 'call' button. "What do you want?" She practically snarled into the receiver.
"Jesus Carter, what the hell's up your ass? Wait, don't answer that." Her right eye twitched.
"Quil?"
"Yes?"
"I'd like to inform you that it's two in the morning and I was sleeping."
"Sleeping? Sorry." There was a pause. "What are you wearing?" She could hear the perverted grin on the teen's face.
"I'm hitting you with George, in the face, and with full force next time I see you." She threatened, knowing that her beautiful titanium steel baseball bat would do the damage she wanted.
"That's alright with me. It's not like you'll hurt me all that much seeing as I'm a werewolf who heals fast."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever you sa….. Did you just say 'werewolf'?"
"I did." Was the smug reply.
"Am I needed up there?"
"I'm running down to you baby. Sit tight and don't put out anything on."
"Quil, you're a sick little-" She looked at the phone, glared more like it, and again her eye twitched. "I'm going to hurt that kid when he gets here." She promised before slamming her phone down on the counter.
''
"No fucking way!" Quil exclaimed. "Uh-uh. I don't believe that for a second."
"You will when Paul's beating the living shit out of you for insinuating that you'd be seeing his Imprint naked." Embry said, shaking his head.
"He'll beat him for waking me up at two in the morning."
"Look, we're sorry, okay?"
"Fine. I forgive you, you and you." She said, pointing to Sam, Embry and Jared.
"Okay, Quil, you've told her over the phone and in person: I want you to follow these two back to the Rez, now." Quil pouted.
"Can I show her just one more thing, please?" The second his answer was out of his mouth, Sam knew he was going to regret it.
"Yes, fine. Hurry up."
"Hey Carter! Hey! You won't like me when I'm angry." Quil did a surprisingly good impression of the Hulk before shifting on the spot. Carter was left standing with her mouth hanging open and then she laughed, clapping her hands together like an enthusiastic child.
"Oh my goodness! Quil! You can shift on command already!"
"Out of all of us Shifters, he was the first one to be able to control the transition effortlessly." Sam said, his voice clearly displaying frustration and disbelief. "Him!"
"Do it again! Do it again!" Carter would regret those words mere seconds later as she saw more of Quil than she ever wanted to. Eventually the younger Shifters left; Sam opting to stay behind.
"What's on your mind Sammy? You're looking a little concerned." Sam made his way to her.
"It's Jacob."
"What about him? Has he shifted already?" Sam shook his head.
"No. He's been spending time with Swan."
"Okay?"
"He thinks he might be in love." She remained quiet, waiting for Sam to continue. When he didn't, she spoke up.
"Look, I don't like her, in fact, I think I may actually hate the girl." She sighed. "It's his life though. I love the kid and if he wants to hang out with her: fine."
"But?"
"I know you're worried about him phasing, and you should be. She was with the Veggie Vamps at school before, you know. I'm almost certain she's using the poor boy. If you get Billy to try and keep him away from her: there's gonna be trouble. If he keeps hanging out with her: there's gonna be trouble."
"You've known about all of this from the beginning." She nodded, now knowing that the Elder's had informed Sam of her 'visions'. "What's the end result?" He said, levelling her with a stern look.
"Sam, things have strayed from the vision I had. I can't give you an answer."
"We'll have to stay vigilant then."
"You boys are always vigilant." Sam nodded, embracing her before he ran off into the woods.
''
She was, as usual, at her spot at the shop. Restocking was a bitch; even more so when people came in and put books on the wrong shelves. Having said that, she didn't mind all that much though: it gave her something to do while waiting for customers or for closing time. She was startled out of her musings by the chiming of the bells above the front door. "Hello Major. What's up?" She asked, addressing the Vampire. Jasper quirked an eyebrow at the popular phrase before sitting down in the back room of the bookstore. Carter watched him as he passed by. "I'll be there in a minute; I'll just close up."
"No problem Darlin'. I brought you a snack."
"There's still someone here. Did you want a snack as well?" Carter called back to him, laughing at her own joke. She closed up shop and made her way to the room at the back of the store. "You didn't." She said, spotting the box on the coffee table. Jasper just smirked. She walked up to the box and opened it, letting out a small squeal of delight.
"You just goin' to look at it Darlin'?" At his words, she picked up the spoon that was on the table and took her first bite. Jasper watched her, his eyes never wavering from her form.
"Oh my God." She said, her voice but a breathless whisper as she let out a moan, savouring the divine treat. "Jasper, don't take this the wrong way, but, I think I love you." Jasper let out a chuckle at her reaction. "I'm completely serious. Marry me Major Whitlock."
"There ain't much for me to say to that Darlin', except 'I do'." Carter smiled, letting out a laugh. She placed the spoon into the box with the supreme chocolate cake that the Vampire had travelled a good three states to purchase.
"Thank you Jasper." The Vampire stood up from his seat, allowing the girl to embrace him. His arms wound around her, returning the gesture. He discreetly breathed her in, enjoying the closeness. She eventually stepped back. "Now, what can I do for you today my sweet Major?" Jasper smirked at that, a feeling of possessiveness and a need to bring her to him overwhelming him at her words. He'd be her anything.
"I thought maybe you'd join me for a walk. I wish to share my past with you; all of it. There's many a thing I've been keeping to myself and I feel as though there's no one else that I could trust." Carter gently smiled at him.
"I'm honoured that you feel that way Major. I accept to accompanying you on a stroll through the woods of Forks." Jasper chuckled at her.
"Knew it would be in the forests?"
"Just had an inkling. We heading off now?"
"I'll have you back before sundown Artie." Carter raised an eyebrow at the new nickname.
"'Artie'?" She questioned. "It's got my approval." The Major smirked and stood, offering his arm to the Human.
''
"Sorry, I know you said you wanted to tell me your past but that's the version I saw." Jasper nodded.
"Well there are definitely differences to my past. The army: it wasn't led by someone named Maria." Carter looked at him surprised. What he was about to tell her would decide the course of action he was going to take. "I was the Commander; the Maker." Her eyebrows furrowed together and she nodded slowly, processing the information.
"Out of curiosity, why did you decide to join the Vampire Wars?"
"It was my home; it was all I knew. At the time, it was the right thing to do."
"So you don't regret it?"
"No, and I never will." She nodded her head again.
"Good. If you did regret it then it wouldn't have been the best decision." Jasper tilted his head.
"You're not disgusted, shocked; angry." He stated. She sent him a look.
"Seriously? Come on Major, what do you take me for? Did you not listen to a word I said the other day? Anyway," she said dismissively, "what else was different?"
"My transformation lasted a day and a half." He smirked as he saw the expression on her face. She was looking at him in awe and he absolutely loved it. There was a clear admiration in her eyes, and though it wasn't exactly what he wanted, it was getting there. Admiration would soon turn to adoration and eventually into a look of love. He relished in the attentions bestowed by her.
"Jasper?" He quirked an eyebrow as he looked down at her, coming to a halt.
"Yes?"
"You're my favourite; no if's or but's about it."
"Why thank you Darlin'." He tilted an imaginary hat and was rewarded with her laughter.
"I shouldn't be so surprised though. You are Major Jasper Whitlock after all."
"And that means something, does it?" He wondered if she caught on to the fact that they were flirting at the moment.
"Everything." She said simply, as if it was the most casual way to reply. This may be easier than he thought.
''
"The Cullen's have moved from their dwelling in the woods." Billy informed the Elders and the Pack. "There is only One Cold one now living in Forks." Sam spoke next.
"Which one is it?"
"The blonde male known as Jasper." There was a growl which caused the attention of all to fall upon Paul. Carter pressed herself closer to the Shifter and looked up at him.
"What's wrong?" Paul ignored her and grunted. Carter looked back to the rest of those attending the meeting, confusion plainly written on her face.
"Are they going to return?" Sam asked.
"Once they have dealt with the Seer."
"And you're going to allow them to?" Paul asked, his anger palpable. Carter again looked up at Paul.
"Yes." Well that was a simple, straightforward answer if ever they'd heard one.
"Why isn't Jasper joining them?" Carter questioned. Billy shifted, before his eyes strayed to Paul. He was reluctant to voice aloud the reason that the Vampire had given in regards to why he should be allowed to stay in Forks, and although Billy saw no harm in having another Supernatural being protecting Carter, he knew that Paul would not appreciate the sentiment. "Billy?"
"Our recent Shifters have been kept in the dark about the events that transpired and the reasons behind many things that have happened as a result of them. Carter, we ask permission to inform young Embry and Quil Junior."
"It'll cause more problems than it would anything else Billy. Your son has been talking to Isabella; he's friends with her and as much as I dislike the girl, I can't punish Jacob indirectly because of her stupid decisions. Leave it be. The younger ones don't need to know and I'd prefer they didn't."
"Very well." Billy said solemnly. "I call this meeting to a close then. You are all dismissed. Carter, can you please stay: I have something I need to discuss with you." The Pack members nodded their heads in the direction of each Elder and slowly filed away.
''
Carter was pacing around their living room when Paul arrived home from patrol.
"What is it?" He asked her but was promptly ignored as she kept pacing. He reached his arms out and placed them on her shoulders. "Car? What's wrong?" The concern, the worry, the love, was evident in his eyes and voice. She broke eye contact with him as the words 'Not for much longer' filtered through her head. "Carter, baby, tell me what's wrong." There was an element of fear in that sentence.
"Nothing." She leaned into him, nuzzling his chest as bit as she let out a sigh. "I'm just confused. There's so many things that are different and I don't know how it's going to end." Paul was just as confused, seeing that whatever she knew was messing with her. He just wanted to help his Imprint; his soulmate.
"What happened?" She shook her head, moving back slightly and out of his embrace.
"It hasn't." She didn't elaborate but Paul could see just how much this was weighing on her mind.
"Carter, what hasn't?" She didn't answer him. She walked up to him, placed a hand on his cheek and a kiss on his lips before saying 'goodnight' and heading to bed.
"What the fuck?" Paul whispered aloud. He'd talk to Billy tomorrow and find out what the two had talked about that night.
''
"So Jacob will be shifting soon then?" Billy nodded in conformation. "But the Cullen's have cleared out. He shouldn't need to." Carter had shown up the next morning, a mere hour after Paul had stopped by and was genuinely stumped when Billy informed her that the Quileute boys were still shifting. "I'm assuming that's why Paul was around here earlier."
"He was here about you. He was worried." He informed her. "I told him what we talked about and I told him why."
"What's wrong Billy?" He wasn't entirely sure how to go about this so he handed her a journal. Her eyes widened as they came to rest upon the embossed cover of the book.
"I completely forgot about that." She breathed. "Why on Earth have you bothered talking with me when you and the Elders could get your answers from here?"
"Things change, Carter. The future you saw wasn't set in stone." She looked at him puzzled.
"Then why keep it?" The older man sighed.
"There are things written in these pages that have not come to pass, as are there things written that have. The timelines have gone astray and some of the events escalated in directions I wasn't prepared for." He paused for a moment, opening the pages and skimming through the contents. "You had a column in here titled 'Undisputed Facts of the World'. In this list were the names of the older Shifters." She was trying her best to remember what she had written down. After all, she was twelve at the time and that was long enough ago. "Next to the names of the Shifters, you wrote down the name of the Imprints." He could see the understanding as her face fell.
"Paul." She said.
"My daughter called to tell me that she would be coming to the Reservation for a week." She nodded.
"Well it's about time she visits her old man." She gave a laugh, nudging Billy in the arm. "That's great news. Uh, I need to go home now. It's getting late and all that. Goodnight Billy." Billy shook his head as he watched her walk away, her pace becoming faster the further she walked.
"Why?" She asked him.
"Because I've known you since you were twelve and I know exactly what you'll do. You're going to do something reckless and unnecessary." Billy's gaze was stern.
"No I won't. Look, Billy, it's as you said: things were never set in stone and, obviously, this is one of those things."
"You honestly forgot all about that aspect of your vision."
"No I didn't." She immediately denied.
"Then why are you headed off the Reservation with your bike and your emergency go-bag?" She bit her tongue, refraining from making a smart-ass comment to the Elder. "What are you planning on doing?" She was quiet, her head down, staring at the porch. Billy tugged at her hand and brought her into a hug. "The Tribal Spirits chose you for him."
"No they didn't. It's an undisputed fact." She said.
"You know," he began, holding her at arms length, "you're a daughter to me. I don't want to see you sad and I don't want to see you ruin a happy ending by holding on to your vision."
"Then why bring it up? Why show me the journal? Why remind me?"
"Because there's going to be a Bonfire and she'll be introduced to everyone."
"You'd rather I have my freak out in private."
"No." He sent her a look. "I'd rather you prepare and get used to the idea that not everything you've seen has come true. Can you do that? Can you leave your 'vision' behind?"
"I can try." Billy nodded his head. "Thanks Billy." She hugged him, lingering a bit. "You know, you're a father to me. So is Charlie. I don't know what I'd do without either of you."
"You make it sound a little suspicious Carter." He said jokingly.
"What? Guess I shouldn't mention your weekly dates then?"
"Carter."
"I know, I know: it's just football. Is that what they called it back in your day?"
"Carter!"
''
"Billy, I'm sure she's fine. Don't worry." Okay, so maybe she wasn't handling things all that well. "She booked a flight and headed off to Kate's. This afternoon. How do I know? She was on her way back to the Rez when she got the call. They need her up there; Tilly needs her. She's known the woman since I found her. Paul will understand. Yeah, yeah. I'll get her to call you when she arrives." Charlie had a hand on his forehead and a hand on his hip. "Mind telling me why I just lied to my oldest friend?" Carter fidgeted under his gaze. "I'm waiting."
"Paul imprints on Racheal Black." She blurted out.
"What?" He hadn't expected that.
"I told you. I told you time and time again Charlie that I'm not supposed to be here; not supposed to exist. Imprinting was the reason I was banned from the Rez: the Elders didn't want me messing up the will of the Tribal Spirits." He closed his eyes. It was never easy, was it?
"And I've told you time and time again: you're where you're supposed to be, and that's here Carter. What brought this on?" She was struggling: how could everyone be so stupid? Imprinting was a one of the things that she shouldn't have changed. Even more so: it was never confirmed that Paul had actually, technically, imprinted on her. She let out a frustrated groan.
"Charlie, do you know why the Shifter's imprint? It's to better the next generation; to ensure that the magic is passed on. I'm not a Native, I'm not from around here; Hell, I'm not even from this world! Do you know what that means? That means that everything is about to hit the fan and I'm going to be the only one standing underneath it when it crashes to the ground. This, this is Fate, not Destiny: she's his one."
"Then what the Hell do you call what happened when he first met you? Carter, you're not a stupid girl but right now you're being an idiot."
"It was a mistake! Obviously Paul hoped to imprint and tricked himself into thinking that he did. I don't know!" Charlie was starting to get frustrated himself at the moment.
"How can you trick yourself into loving someone Carter? Have you seen the way he looks at you? The way he is with you? I see it every time I pass him." Charlie could see the frustration, confusion and exasperation that flickered over Carter's face. "Have you even talked with Paul about this?" Silence was the answer. "Go back to the Rez tomorrow, apologise for being an idiot and talk with Paul."
"Charlie, it's not that simp-"
"You had a vision and not everything's come true. You're overreacting." Her jaw clenched.
"I'm taking a walk. Fresh air might do me some good aye? I need to clear my head." Charlie nodded, hoping that she'd calm down and start thinking properly.
"Don't be out too late." He told her. "And be careful!"
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Authors Note: …Hello? Yes, I know: I haven't updated in yonkers. I have no excuses, only reasons, and frankly they're really not good enough for the amount of time you've all been waiting for updates so I apologise profusely. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I hope to actually start updating a bit more regularly. Thank you for persevering!