Kind of a filler, I used this chapter to make Nessie a littel bit more important, and to bring some new(or old) blood into the mix.
Chapter 5
Didn't See That One Coming
"Daddy, someone's at the door!" Renesmée cried out, alerting nearly every living being in the house. Edward appeared behind his daughter and stared at the screen, taking in the three people standing at the door. He took in the haggard appearance of the two women and the man, wondering who they were. Sam walked into the room just then saying, "Did she say someone's at the door?"
"Yeah. Do you know them? They look human, but none of us have ever seen them before." Sam stared long and hard at the screen, trying to make something of the bags under their eyes, the torn and worn clothing, the disheveled dark hair…"It's Lenore." Sam said, shocked. He had expected to never see the vampire woman again. "She's a vampire? The weak, almost-human vampires?" Edward asked, taking Sam's answer from his head as he nodded anyways. "I guess that you could call them 'vegetarians' as well. They try to only hunt cows."
"Well, that's boring. Perhaps we can teach them the error of their ways." Sam chuckled at Edward's sneaky tone. "I'll go let them in." Sam turned to make the fairly long walk to the main door while Edward pressed a button on the remote, calling up a speaker screen. "Wait a moment, Sam is coming." The three vampires all jerked their heads up to the hidden speaker, trying to decide if they should trust the disembodied voice that seemed to know Sam.
Sam unbolted the heavy door and slid it open, calling the three vampires' attention to him. "Sam." Lenore breathed, allowing her body to relax. "We're sorry for barging in, but we got word that you had built a safe-house…"
"Yeah. Come in, Lenore, Amber, Eli. It's…good to see you all again." Sam stood aside so the three could stumble tiredly into the house. Sam quickly but securely bolted the door back into place, and then turned to lead the vampires into the Living Room. All three of them froze when they took in Edward's relaxed but cautious form standing in the entry hall. "Lenore, Amber, Eli, this is Edward. He's a…different type of vampire."
"We can tell…he has no blood running through his veins; he would not bleed if you cut him." Eli had closed off, backing in on himself protectively. "It's a pleasure to meet you all, and I guarantee that, as long as you cause no harm to any of the residents here, no harm will come to you within these walls."
"Hi! I'm Renesmée, but you can call me Nessie!" The little girl bound past Edward and stood next to Sam, resting her hand against his thigh. She took in Lenore and looked at her curiously, sniffing the air. "You smell…funny. What are you?"
"I could ask you the same thing, Renesmée. I'm a vampire, but I'm different than your daddy. What are you?" Lenore knelt down to Nessie's level, making eye contact with the curious little girl.
"I'm half-vampire, half-human. My mommy had me while she was human, and my daddy is Edward." She pointed back towards the vampire in question who had dashed forward to stand immediately behind Sam. Nessie suddenly turned to Sam, jumping up and down. "Ooh, Sammy! Sammy, do you think?" she slipped her hand up and under his shirt, touching the skin of his stomach to show him something. "Yeah, go ahead and try it, Nessie." The little girl pulled her hand away and turned to look at Lenore. "Tell me if you see something, okay?" She then closed her eyes tightly, her little fists clenching in concentration.
Lenore watched the little girl in fascination as she concentrated extremely hard on something. She watched as the girl's blood pooled in her face, making it glow red from the effort she was exhibiting. Lenore could smell the blood just beneath the surface of her cheeks, and never wanted to stop smelling. Renesmée smelled like the best kind of spring day, layered with several different tropical scents. A deep musk like one would find deep in a forest clung to her like a second skin, but was not part of her natural scent, and it emphasized the beautiful sweetness that was her own. When Lenore focused in on the blood running beneath her skin, she could smell a sharp tang that she could tell would feel extremely unpleasant going down; the smell was purely on her skin.
She was then distracted from any thoughts of scent as a picture flashed briefly in her mind. She tried to remember the picture, pulling up the image of a very tall, good looking, and shirtless man with deeply tanned skin. The image flashed again and remained for an entire second, and this time she felt a name link to the image; Jacob. Nessie suddenly huffed and slouched, resting against Sam's leg for support. "Did you see it? Did you see my Jacob?" Lenore nodded dumbly, not having expected that.
Sam flew onto his haunches to give the little girl a tight hug, praising her to no end. "Nice job, Nessie! You did it!" Edward flew down next to her as well, ruffling his hand through her hair and singing the same praises. A heavy banging on the door followed by "Yo, Eddie! Open up!" distracted them long enough to give Nessie room to breathe. Sam flung his hand out towards the three vampires and, closing his hand slightly, he drew it to the side. Lenore turned as she saw heavy bolts sliding themselves into the door, one at a time, allowing it to be opened. The tall man from her vision stepped through the door, flanked by four other equally god-like and equally shirtless men.
Nessie flew past her, creating a small gust of wind in her wake, towards the gorgeous creatures that had walked in. "Jake, Jake! I did it! I showed Lenore a picture without touching her!" Jake turned from glaring at the newcomers to stare adoringly at the little girl who had climbed into his arms. "That's great Nessie! What did you show her?"
"I showed her you! You're the easiest thing for me to see, so you were the easiest thing to make her see! I did it, I really did it! Sammy is so smart!" Sam chuckled lightly at the little girl's praise while Lenore turned to look at Sam. "We obviously have much to catch up on, Sam."
"You have no idea." He replied, his eyes closing with all of the memories.
"Hey, hate to interrupt this love fest," one of the tall men groused, "But who are these guys, and why do they smell in-human? We caught their scent outside, so we decided to come into check. Sam, care to tell us why there are other mythical creatures in a place that's supposed to keep them out?" Sam turned towards the grumpy-but-gorgeous man, looking past the glaring vampires. Amber and Eli had all-but ignored Nessie from the minute the men came in, bringing with them the musky forest-smell that clung to the little girl. "Sam, this is Lenore, Eli, and Amber. They're vampires, but they're different than the Cullen's. They still don't feed off of humans…right?" He interrupted himself to pose the question to the coven leader. Lenore turned back to the human Sam, taking her mind from the fact that there were now two 'Sam's. "Right. We haven't fed off of humans since the last time I told you."
"Yeah, so they're different than the Cullen's, but they are still 'vegetarian'. We sort of helped each other out the last time we met. They are probably going to be staying with us for a while; you know the whole, 'end of the world' and all. They can be trusted."
"Besides, you can just rip 'em apart if they break the rules." Edward chuckled from behind them, causing the five wolves to relax a bit more. "Hey, we should probably get the rest of the group to meet them, just so that they know who's who." He added, looking towards the stairs.
"Ooh! I'm going to get grandpa Carlisle!" Nessie crowed, pulling a small silver cross from her pocket. Carlisle had given her the cross as a present, and Sam had consecrated it. Nessie could contact both of them with it because they had done the most with it. Her eyes screwed together tightly as she focused. She focused on the part of the cross that her Grandpa had touched, using it to focus her attention on his mind upstairs. She found him sitting at his desk, Esme in a chair nearby. She closed in on his mind and sent an image of the downstairs door, followed by the three newcomers. Nessie huffed out as she felt the images pass into Carlisle's mind, allowing herself to retreat back downstairs. "Did you get him, Nessie?" Jake asked, shifting her so that she could rest against his shoulder. "Yeah. He saw them." She closed her eyes and quickly drifted off to sleep, the effort of mind-casting drawing out her young energy.
Carlisle suddenly appeared at the foot of the stairs, followed by Esme, Jasper, Alice and Bella. "Emmett and Rosalie will be here soon; they were…busy, when I got them." Carlisle said before turning his attention to the three vampires. He sniffed lightly as he stepped forward, attempting to identify them. "Hello, I am Carlisle. This is my wife, Esme, and two of my other children, Alice and Jasper." Lenore reached forward to shake Carlisle extended hand, when a muffled thud and a quiet 'ouch' could be heard from beneath Jasper's feet. He jumped to the side, allowing a trap door to open.
Dean walked up the stairs from the basement, rubbing his head. "Hello, again, Dean. It's been a long time." She said, smiling lightly at his still oblivious form. He turned at the voice, taking in three new humans. No, not humans, vampires. He turned to Sam quickly, snapping the question silently. "It's Lenore and her coven. Remember, Dean, the vampire that Gordon kidnapped?" The memory slowly came back to Dean, the image of a vampire in a chair, hissing at Sam's arm dripping blood while Gordon flaunted Sam's inhumanity to Dean.
"Oh yeah, Lenore. I remember you. Quite a lot of trouble you caused with Gordon. Just so you know, he's dead; he won't be going after any more vampires." Dean stepped forward to shake her hand, instantly growing friendlier at the familiar face. He remained guarded though, not trusting them because of the brief time that they had met; she had kidnapped Sam.
Rosalie and Emmett filed down the stairs, followed by the remaining eleven wolves. Lenore stared at them all, forgetting how to breathe as the eleven, six-foot-plus, golden-tanned men walked down the stairs. An entire herd of normal people followed behind them, adding close to ten more to the already-packed room. Nearly fifteen minutes was made with all of the introductions and explanations, letting everyone know who they were and why they were allowed to stay.
After the introductions were over, Dean and Sam showed the three vampires around the complex, leaving the sublevels out of the tour. The three chose separate rooms on the fourth floor; rooms that were all within a few feet of each other. Lenore and Sam settled down in her room, while Dean led the other two around, so that they could talk about what had happened in the last few years. "So, I noticed that you now have telekinesis; when did you discover that?"
"It actually kind of just grew on me. I discovered the power just a few months after we met, but I didn't develop it until fairly recently. I can also exorcise or kill demons, and exercise tiny amounts of mind control. I had a friend, Andy, who could do things with the mind; that is how I taught Nessie her projections. I took what he told me, and tried to adapt it to her abilities."
Lenore had become unbelievably curious about the vampires that Sam now lived with, and they spent close to an hour discussing everything about them. "So, grizzly bears, huh? I think that I'll try that.
"Sam?" she asked after a short pause in the conversation. Sam looked over at her, recognizing the slight tightening of her tone, a nervous form of protection. "What Edward said…about the wolves tearing us apart…"
"He was speaking the truth. If any of you even bite one of the humans here, then that person will be killed immediately, with no warning. No exceptions, either. If either of the other two tries to defend the drinker, then they will be killed as well. The Quileutes were made to take down the Cullen-type vampires, and they would find it incredibly easy to dispatch you three. Even one of them would likely be able to destroy an entire coven of you normal vampires." Lenore shivered as Sam spoke, realizing now just how weak they were in comparison to other creatures of the supernatural.
Nessie walked in at that moment, bouncing as she stepped through the door, followed closely by Jake. "Hi Sammy, hi Lenore."
"Well, I can see that you're doing much better after your short little nap." Sam said, toning his voice to the one that he used for talking to kids. Even though Nessie was amazingly advanced, she was still a little girl, and enjoyed being talked to like one occasionally. "Hey, Jake. Find anything else interesting on your run?" Sam asked, putting Jake back almost an hour and a half.
"Nah, nothing but the usual nothing. Ed says that there have been over a hundred more murders in the last few hours though; they've all made breaking news, what with their magnitude and all."
"Jacob, I have been wondering something ever since you walked in the door." Lenore said, addressing the huge man in front of her. His reply was calm and easy, but she could feel the tension in his body; the reflexes that would crush Lenore into dust if she pulled one wrong move. "How are you related to Renesmée? You gravitate around each other far more than normal, I can't help wonder why. If it's too personal, then you don't have to answer." She added the last part quickly, feeling out of place as she delved into the personal lives of her new house-mates. "Nah, it's nothing secret. We wolves do something called Imprinting, which is essentially the same as you vamps finding your mates. For us, it's more absolute, more certain. We don't have to get to know the person, we just have to see them, and we know. I imprinted on Nessie the day she was born. We won't get into anything remotely 'mate-like' for hopefully a good three or four more years, but she is a half-vamp; who knows how things will progress."
"I know that I'm going to marry my Jacob someday. I have pictures all over my walls of what our wedding will look like!" Lenore laughed at the mental image of the huge Quileute and the tiny girl, holding hands at the altar in wedding clothes. "And does Jacob know about this wedding, Nessie?" she asked, hiding her smile in mock seriousness for the little girl's benefit. "Of course he does! He gave me this, since I'm too young to have a ring!" She held out her wrist then, showing off the Quileute promise bracelet that adorned her arm. Lenore gently took Nessie's hand and examined the bracelet, turning to look at Jacob in wonderment. "So, you truly do intend to marry her, once she's older?"
"Of course. All of the other imprints are married; all of the ones that are old enough, that is. You saw that other little girl that was holding onto Kim? That was Quil's imprint."
"Ah, yes. Claire looked like such a sweetheart. She is going to grow up to be quite the looker, I think. Quil will definitely be a good boy-repellent." Lenore spoke with a smile, causing Jake to laugh at the words. "I like you. You make Nessie smile, and you make me laugh; you're okay in my book." He said, patting her on the shoulder. "Carlisle, Esme, Edward, Bella, Nessie and me, are all going out hunting tonight. Do you want to join us? We're all pretty sure that you won't try to eat me or Nessie because of how we smell. The Cullen's will show you how to hunt some real food, not that nasty cattle crap that you said you've been living off of."
"Sure, I'll join you. I will ask the others, and see what they think." Lenore got up to leave, heading towards the rooms of the other two vampires.
"Sammy? Will you help teach me more things with my mind?" Nessie asked, turning her hopeful gaze on the youngest Winchester. He huffed in mock annoyance, pulling his face and mouth wide to look comical. "O-kay. I'll help you." He exaggerated the words immensely, causing Nessie to giggle and jump at him, enjoying the funny way that Sam's face looked. "I'll be downstairs. We're leaving in twenty minutes, Nessie, so don't work too hard." Jake warned, leaving the two laughing kids alone as they stood to go to Sam's room.
Jake really liked Sam; he was the best human that he had ever known. Jake couldn't find it in himself to even think about the guy's past, let alone care about what he had done. He was better with Nessie than anyone else, short of himself and her parents. And Blondie. He grudgingly admitted, huffing as he thought of Rosalie and her protective claim over the girl. Speaking of whom, I've got another joke for the vampire. So, a blond walks into a bar…
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