Made For Them

Chapter 13: Befriending the Enemy

Sorry the chapter is a few days late, it's being one of them weeks and the muse took a short break but she/he's back and ready for business. As long as y'all continue to enjoy my randomness then it will continue to be provided so here is chapter 13 - unlucky for some.

When Carlisle returned home the house was silent, for a group of seven vampires that was a rare occurence, especially with Emmett's boisterousness. The only sound he could hear was the occasional slosh of water against plastic. He could smell blood diffusing from the house and permeating the surroundings in it's usually tempting scent. But this blood wasn't tempting, in fact it was disgusting, a vampire could not vomit but this scent definitely made him want to, especially in such quantities. Unfortunately the scent was immediately recognisable as a shifter which backed up Jasper's call.

He ran a hand through his sunny blonde hair, let out a sigh and exited his car, he could only hope for Isabella's sake, his mate, that shifters were not too dissimilar to humans when it came to treatment. It saddened Carlisle if he was to be honest, he was a man who was loyal to a fault and betrayal from family, the people closest to you deeply effected him, even if it was his enemy that was being betrayed.

He grabbed his large case out the back of the car and entered the house. In seconds he assessed the situation. His family were in a corner, huddled together, watching their mate closely whilst their mate was by what could almost be described as a breathing carcass. Blood now soaked both Isabella's hands and the sofa, she would need new clothes and they would need a new sofa. He started to apprach the boy and his own mate when a low growl, clearly a warning, stopped him in his tracks. He stopped where he was, bowing his neck, in submission. He waited for permission.

"You know Carlisle you should never show your neck to a predator, it gives them the advantage they desire." He rose his head at her lilting voice, meeting onyx eyes head on. He nodded once and continued next to the boy.

"Please save him Carlilse, if it gives you incentive imagine it's Edward or..." She trailed off with a pained moan, he could guess that Jasper or Emmett's name was coming next and that was clearly something she would refuse to imagine. No, it was a bad enough to have her little boy in such a precarious position let alone one of her wonderful, handsome, strong mates. In response Carlisle nodded, he understood and he would try and help the boy but there was only so much he could do.

Carlisle knew that shifters had increased rates of recovery and he was hoping that if he stitched up Seth's wounds whilst ensuring he kept him hydrated and medicated that he would heal by himself. The fact that he was still alive was a miracle in and of itself.

While she still watched Carlisle, making sure he didn't hurt Seth she trusted him enough to give him the distance he needed to work. She moved to the corner where her mates welcomed her with open arms. There was so much love in such tiny space that it seemed to be a living breathing being, like the proverbial elephant but much more positive. She was exhausted, too much had happened in too short a time and she needed time to wind down and process it all properly. The only truly good thing that had happened since she had moved to this god forsaken town was meeting Seth and finding her mates, so quite a lot of good when you weighed it up.

Currently she was curled in Emmett's large inviting arms, for the first time in a while Emmett wasn't clowning around, he held her, sitting on the floor so she was more comfortable, as he rocked her back and forth. And when he noticed her tears, an physical expression of her fear and stress, he wiped them away with a single swipe of his paws. And slowly as she rested in her mate's arms and watched another of her mates try and save her 'son' she drifted off to sleep.

Bella jolted awake when she heard the door bang against the wall behind it. She was no longer in Emmett's arms, now she was leant against Esme who was repeatedly running a hand through her mate's brunette locks.

"Why is there a mutt in here?" A growl accompanied the young female voice, her family was back. Bella rubbed her hands over her eyes, dispelling the build up of sleep, and rose. As she stretched her muscles clicked into place, the small yet unexpected sound drew the attention of everyone in the room, a mixture of golden and crimson eyes burned into her skin.

"You're back?" Bella spoke cheerily, glad to see her family back. She had heard Jane's words but in her half asleep state she had missed the meaning.

"Yes we're back now someone tell us why the fuck there is a mutt here! Since when did we help the enemy?" Bella breathed in deeply to calm herself, she knew that Jane would react like this at first, she always did speak then think, or act then think, she rarely thought first even though she was incredibly intelligent.

"Since he was a young boy who's parents condoned abuse from his so called comrades. Seth's under my protection and if you harm him I will punish you Jane, I've done it before and I'll do it again." Jane snarled at Bella, which caused her mate's to tense, move a little closer but they didn't act.

"The last time you did that it was because of a prank I pulled on Alec, there's a big difference." Bella smirked at her adopted daughter, ready to deliver the blow that she knew would silence Jane with shock.

"Maybe to you, but to me it's exactly the same." And just as expected Jane froze as the meaning of Bella's words stumbled over her. She wished she could be surprised but she wasn't, it was just the type of person her mother was, to take a lost boy under her wing.

"He's here to stay then." Bella nodded sharply putting an end to the conversation before turning to Carlisle.

"How is he?" Her voice adopted the concerned tone that it always did when anyone she cared about was in danger.

"He'll be fine, if he was human he would already be dead but his shifter side has saved him, he'll have considerable scars in his human form but I don't know how it will effect his wolf side but we'll look after him." Bella smiled in relief and thankfulness, they may be her mates but they didn't have anything to do with Seth.

" Jane please understand." She couldn't have her daughter upset with her, they had being through too much in so many years that something as small as another child shouldn't disrupt their harmony. Well in theory it wasn't that small but still the point remained. Jane looked at Bella, the woman who had practically raised her over the past few centuries and she couldn't hold the grudge against her.

"Ok, I'll try to be nice." Bella let out a soft laugh, Jane and 'nice' was rarely something that mixed well, before opening her arms for Jane, almost on instinct Jane entered the warm hold, resting her head on Bella's shoulder. And like that the argument was over.

While they waited for the boy wolf to awaken the two families congregtaed in the kitchen where they got to know each other a little better, if there was something they all had in common in that room it was their love for one Isabella Volturi (excluding Garrett and Edward, of course.) Bella wasn't quite sure where to stand, with family or her mates? she might love them in entirely different ways but still she loved them to the same degree, so instead of making a choice she simply sat between both parties. She'd been happy before, ecstatic even, but nothing truly came close to this, she only wished that Seth was healed.

A hopeful look crossed Rosalie's face as she looked first at her mate and then her family, the people she had to share her mate with.

"Maybe, this next week, we could all take turns, taking Isabella on a date, just spend the night alone with her?" She phrased the question to everyone in the room but her gaze was fixed on Bella, golden eyes meeting chocolate, she wanted her mate alone, just for a while. In return Bella smiled, nodding slightly.

"Once Seth is healed, I would love that." The only thing left to decide would be the order it would go in, who would get to romance her first. If Rosalie was honest, even though she had suggested it she had no idea what she was going to do to woo her mate.

"Would it be okay if I took you on a date tomorrow evenin' Darlin'?" For the last twenty four hours the only thing on his mind had being his mate and he had spent quite a while planning a date for her knowing that eventually he would get his chance. This way not only would he get his mate to himself for an evening but it would also allow her other mates to plan their own evening.

"I'd like that Jasper." Though she didn't try her voice was like a caress to his mind, her tone rolling over him like the sweetest honey. He was a strong man, it was indisputable but that didn't make him necessarily harsh or without manners, he enjoyed a woman and knew how to treat them right.

For the next five hours quiet but steady conversation passed between the occupants of the room. The Cullens, bar Carlisle, had never met the Volturi before but they found them extremely hospitable and full of a plethora of information from their many years on Earth. In particular Edward and Marcus got on well, bonding as much as one could with a king, over their shared love for good literature and better music. It was discovered they were both proficient in the piano yet where Edward could also play a saxophone, Marcus had learnt how to play the harp. Between the pair there was an abundance of talent.

The two men were just contemplating a duet to entertain everyone when a piercing, blood-curdling scream rang through the room. Silence descended down from the shock of the unexpected sound. No one was quite sure what was going on, so no one did anything, they just waited to see if there would be any developments. And then again the chilling scream came again. Slowly for some, understanding fell upon the congregated. With a hand that spoke a silent order to stay Bella raced towards the other room.

Just as she reached the next room the scream rang out again. Seth was still laid on the make-shift bed, his too-large-for-his-age frame littered with too many scars, his back was arched off the soft plush as pain rolled through him. He remembered vividly the moments that had lead to this even if he was unaware as to what this was. Then there were hands pushing against his shoulder, pushing him further into the inviting warmth. He settled back even if it was only to alleviate a tad of pain. A groan slipped from him as his spine straightened out once again.

"Seth, sweetie, wake up for me." He groaned in response, thinking, let alone talking hurt entirely too much. The voice was familiar but everyone he knew had betrayed him, his pack mates had tore him flesh from flesh and left him to die. There was no one left. But then the voice came again. " I know it hurts Seth but you're stronger than this, just wake up and then Carlisle can help you with the pain." And finally the voice registered, Bella, the hybrid who was like a mother to him. He also recognised the name as one of the leeches. If he could have laughed he would have, the irony of the situation was unreal. The times his old pack had told him the leeches were monsters and then his end had almost come at the hand of his pack and his saviour was at the hands of the leeches.

Slowly, with great difficulty, Seth opened his eyes, he was met instantly with the chocolate eyes of Bella staring down at him with such concern. Why had his biological molther never looked at him like that? But it didn't matter, Bella was here, she was here for him. A lone tear ran down his cheek but before he reaslly had time to acknowledge it Bella was wiping it away, a small, sad smile on her face.

"Don't cry Sethy, I swear no one is going to hurt you here." And even though he was with the apparent enemy he believed her. Even though he had being fed poison about the leeches of Forks he had only heard good about them. Carlisle was the best doctor Forks had ever had, and more than the dreary town could have ever hoped for and Esme had a finger in every pie as far as local charities were concerned, and then the children, incredibly bright and never in trouble. Yes he would be safe here, he trusted Bella. As Bella comforted Seth everyone else moved into action. Esme started preparing a meal for the boy-wolf figuring he would be hungry after such an ordeal, whilst Jane, trying to uphold her promise to Bella, grabbed a glass of icy water. Humans had to drink right? Carlisle had left for his office to procure the tools of his trade.

Yes Seth Clearwater may now be consorting with the enemy but he had never been treated better.

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