The world of Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer. I like to play in it. In this story, I wondered what would have happened if Bella was worried enough about Carlisle and Edward's attempt to save her by aborting the baby that she felt compelled to flee the household to save her unborn child. Who would have helped her? How about a homeless girl in Seattle and the youngest member of the wolf pack?

This story takes place during Breaking Dawn, and occurs after the honeymoon, as Edward and Bella return home early from Isle Esme after they learn she is pregnant.

Chapter 10 – pain relief a la Jasper

Bree has taken the story of the vampires and werewolves very well. I'm worried about what happened to her while she was living on the streets, as vampires and werewolves seem to sound like a good alternative to living in Seattle!

I'm finding it harder and harder to get comfortable, so I decide to try some "supernatural" medicine, something that won't impact the baby. I call Jasper.

"Darlin'", he answers in his velvety voice.

"Jasper, I need to ask you a favor," I begin cautiously.

"That's even easier in person," he purrs.

"Nice try," I retort, "but this is serious. Can you just talk to me? The baby's getting bigger, so it's almost time for us to come home, but I can't get any rest. I want you to…use your gift over the phone on us. I need help relaxing."

There is silence on the other end of the line for a few seconds before Jasper says "I don't know if it works that way, but I can certainly talk to you."

Jasper begins to talk, and he begins by telling stories about his life with Alice prior to meeting the Cullens. He tells me how they met at a diner in Philadelphia, and how they traveled for years, searching for the vegetarian coven she had seen in her visions. His voice paints pictures over the phone, and while my heart aches for the horror of his years in the Southern Wars, I am happy to hear the joy in his voice when he describes his time spent with Alice.

His gift of empathy seems to be working over the phone. I start to relax under the power of his voice. Even the baby seems enraptured by the story, as she is quiet also.

I know he is doing this in part because he is listening to all the sounds on my end. I wonder what he can hear. There are people moving into the chalet next door, as their front door slams while they unpack their car. I hear children yelling to one another as well. I can hear the sound of the speedboats on the lake, and I'm sure he can hear much, much more than I am hearing.

Maybe this is too high risk, as he might be able to deduce where we are. Not likely, unless someone mentions the name of the resort in their conversations. There must be a million parks between here and Forks, Washington. I had never heard of Bass Lake before Seth found it on the Internet.

"Thanks, Jasper," I finally interrupt. "I feel better now, I feel like I can take a nap. I'll talk to you later, 'kay?"

"All right darlin'," he answers. "But will you let Jacob take Seth's place? It's too dangerous with you there alone with Seth."

I take a deep breath, and ask, "What happened?"

"The wolves figured out you were pregnant. Sam summoned the pack and told them to destroy the baby. Only one way to do that of course…and Jacob split from the pack. He came to Edward, and told him what happened," Jasper says slowly.

I listen in horror. "How can Jacob just leave the pack?"

"I just told you that the wolf pack is searching for you in order to kill you, and you are worried about Jacob? Amazing," Jasper remarks. "But to answer your question, apparently Jacob is the true descendant of the chief, but he didn't want to lead the pack. So he let Sam Ulley take that role. But once he disagreed with Sam, he was able to split."

My heart breaks for Jacob. How am I able to continue to cause so much pain to someone I loved?

"Thanks, Jasper. I'll see you guys soon," I say, preparing to disconnect.

"We need to make that sooner," Jasper replied. "Where are you hiding, little darlin'?"

"Nope, not gonna give in that easily," I answer, hanging up the phone.

Seth goes out again that night and brings back two jugs this time. I tell him I think we should let Carlisle know that he can come to Fresno.

So I call home again. "Carlisle?" I ask, when he answers. "We want you to be closer. Can you come to Fresno?"

"Yes I can, and you certainly went far afield," he replies. "Where are you in Fresno?"

"We're not in Fresno, but it's getting closer to time to call you, and I told Seth we would get you closer to us in case the baby started to come unexpectedly early."

"A good idea," answers Carlisle. "I'm getting flight information now. I can be in Fresno in a few hours."

Sure enough, I get a text with his flight times, and of course, another request to tell him exactly where I am. I respond only to the flight time and text him my thanks.

I call Jasper again and listen to him tell me stories. His gift seems to work over the phone, since I can feel myself relax as he talks. It helps with the back pain, and once I start to relax, other pains ease as well. Now he's up to the time they have met the Cullens, and he starting to tell me about some of Emmett's pranks. I start to laugh, but that makes me choke.

"Are you ok?" he asks quietly.

"Yes, I better go. I need to eat," I tell him and say good-bye.

Seth and Bree are barbequing, Seth has both of the chalet's little Weber grills going, and also another grill he got from the store. He can barely keep himself fed. For her part, Bree sits and watches his every move. He doesn't wear a shirt, since it's hot outside. And I think he likes displaying for Bree.

We eat and watch the sunset together.

Another night has descended, and Bree has gone upstairs to get some water. I wake up groggily, and think about calling Jasper for some empath-style pain relief. To my horror, I find the hotel phone in my hand. Did I dial it? I set it back in the cradle, and collapse backwards onto the bed.

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