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Chapter 21

Embry's POV

Is sit on the chair feeling useless. A waste. I haven't gotten a good night sleep. Every time I close my eyes her face, her scared face comes to my mind as she cries for me pleading me to run faster. I stand abruptly and run out of Sam's house. My legs couldn't carry me fast enough. They knock me down to the ground for the fifth time today. "Embry, he said she wasn't ready yet," Seth struggles saying this as I fight him off.

"Who said?!" I push him off. Standing I look at him straight in the eye. "I don't know who that is! I finally know where she is and you stop me?!" I growl. "We're supposed to be like family!"

"Embry," Jacob comes rushing in the scene. The wind softly blowing around us. The leaves being carried away by it.

"No, I am going with or without your permission." I begin walking away.

"Embry, you cannot go," I close my eyes in defeat. "You won't go," he says again in his alpha voice.

I look at him in disbelief. "How could you,"

"We don't know what is really going on. We need to go in ready, not completely blind. We have patrolled the area." He says like that's good. But it isn't.

"Patrol the area," I repeat in disgust. "I don't want to patrol the area! I want her safe, in my arms. It's been a week. I can't hold any longer." I walk to him. Standing right in front of him, our eyes leveled. "Let me go, let me bring her back."

"No," He says in a breath.

I back away slowly fearing I might harm my Alpha and that is against my nature. I growl and I run away. It is impossible to go against Alpha rules, it hurts to do so. I run aimlessly around the forest. The hurt in me grows, the dark hole consumes me. Why? She is so near. Is like I'm failing her all over again. I'm sorry Annie I howl in pain.

Renesmee's POV

I come out from behind the trees. "Jake?" I call him. I can see the devastation in his eyes as he turns to look at me.

"I'll go check Embry," Seth says and phases, running in the same direction that Embry disappeared in.

"Jake, it was the right thing to do," I walk up to him.

He rubs the back of his head then moves his hands to rub his face in frustration. "I know but…" He sighs.

"You should tell him the plan," I softly say. "You don't tell me because you say it's dangerous but he deserves to know,"

"As Alpha I need to keep everybody safe. I fear that if he comes with us then he'll do something impulsive and get hurt." He looks at me with his amazing black eyes. "He's my best friend and it hurts to see him like that but I need him safe. He's suffered too much already,"

"Will the plan work?" I already lost someone I cared about I couldn't lose another.

"I don't know." He groans frustrated. "I feel hopeless. I let my beta, my friend down at letting that piece of shit take Annie away."

"It wasn't your fault," I feel like a broken record, repeating that same line over and over again.

"I hope the plan works. It has too," His eyes seems as lost as mine. "We've been patrolling around the area, keeping watch. Finding a way to get in unnoticed." He sighs closing his eyes.
He then looks at me. "I think we finally did,"

"When?" I ask urgently.

"When I say the go," It frustrates me he lets me out of the loop.

"Jake,"

"Nessie, I said no. I need you safe; the feeling of protecting you is more than the need to breathe. You understand that?"

I nod. I let my palm caress his cheek. He leans towards my touch. "Please be careful," I whisper.

His eyes soften, "I will Nessie. But you need to know that I would rather get hurt a billion times then have someone from my pack suffer,"

"The Alpha thing," I nod understanding.

"It's not just the Alpha thing. Every member of the pack is my family and I will always protect my family… No matter what." He kisses my forehead and runs off phasing. Setting the plan in motion.

With every word he says I fall deeper in love. The care he has for his pack and everybody around him is incredible. The problem is that he doesn't know of how I feel. I felt selfish to live on when my baby cousin was out there suffering every day. It also didn't feel the same without Annie. Nothing is. Every time I walked in the forest, had one time of laughter or a small smile you feel a great void that can't heal. The first months without her was spent inside the four walls of my room looking outside the window, replaying over and over and over again the words of that creep, the feeling of his hands on me. His repulsive tongue on my neck. What also hunts me is that Annie could've gone away, saved herself but she went with him to save me. It's my fault. Throwing myself off the cliff and never coming out for air seems like the most selfish thing to do. I saw what happened to Aunt Rosalie I couldn't do the same to Momma. So I've learned to live with it, making myself useful with something. Going to school and graduating early; I know Annie would be proud.

But I will never forget the dark months. Slowly as the weeks passed Jake, Daddy and Momma helped me to get out more but the outside was just as depressing as the inside of the cottage. Aunt Rosalie was forced fed all the time because her eyes were completely black for months. She became violent. She never fixed her hair, didn't bother to change her clothes and was locked in her dark room all day every day. The only one she would let come by was me. I guess she felt I was the last string attached to Annie, I was more than happy to help. The months she refused blood her body was fragile, then out of nowhere she'd growl at me like if she was ready to eat me. Daddy then forbade me to visit. I was devastated but I understood. Then one day Aunt Rosalie escaped. We found her in California with a trail of dead bodies leading to her. She was once proud that she never tasted a drop of blood. But when she saw the young women in her arms, lifeless, it struck what she had done. Aunt Rose respected the human life and knowing she had ended a couple dozen struck her even harder.

Uncle Emmett, the one that was called the jokester, the life of the house, soulless like everybody in the family carried Aunt Rose back to forks. She cried tearlessly on his shoulder and he held her hard against his chest. He held her all the time telling her that they both needed to be strong to find their baby girl and bring her back safely. Grandpa Carlisle was the one who knocked sense into her. He told her to think about Annie and asked her if she thought that Annie would want to see her like that. She now eats, hunts with everybody but, like I said, it's not the same. The elders of the tribe wanted to kill her for hurting humans but Embry stood up for her; something that Aunt Rosalie would never forget.

Daddy, my uncles and Grandpa would go and try to find anything that would tell us where they could've taken her. Every night they did that. They would even travel, asked Grandpa's friends around the world. Even the Volturi. All they said was that they'd contact Grandpa if they hear or see anything. Nothing has come back. Our hopes have been dying until that day a week ago. I stood there as Quill repeated the words; telling us that he'd found the scent in Canada.

As the Wolves left I went running back to the main house to yell out the good news but I couldn't. I didn't know if that was it. It seemed too surreal to be true. I couldn't march in saying I found out where she is and at the end could come out as a dead end. Aunt Rosalie would come out dead. Uncle Emmett committing a crime and the Volturi killing him. I stood still by the door frame watching my Aunt Rosalie painfully keep living on without her baby. I would stay in the background, in the shadows keeping this away. As I grew into the mature Half-Vampire it was easier to keep secrets from Daddy. I could transfer thoughts to people, without touching them, and hear their thoughts back. I could also mix my thoughts confusing Daddy, he'd give up and walk away. It almost seemed impossible to keep this away. I wanted to tell him, everybody. Jake said it was for the better; he's right.

I walk back to the main house in human pace. "Nessie, honey. You know the rules," Grandma gentle voice says. She had stop her cooking and just sat in the living room with her daughter, Aunt Rosalie.

"I know. I was just with Jacob," I sigh and walk inside.

"No-one has come back," She informs me. Everybody, except Aunt Rose, Grandma and I, went across the globe to see if they find something. I know it was a waste of time but they felt like they needed too and since I can't tell them anything I let them go. Aunt Rose said she'd stay just in case her baby returned, that someone needed to be here to hug her. It broke my heart to hear her so broken; no longer the strong women she once was.

I nod my head as I walk up the stairs to find everything the way I left it. I saunter inside the living room to find Aunt Rose in the same position. Looking outside the window lost. She looks like a polished statue her back complete straight. She doesn't move a muscle. "Hi Aunt Rose," I hug her.

"Hello Sweetie," She gives me a small smile. She looks like she's in pain. All I see is agony in her eyes as she turns to look at me. "How was your day sweetie?" She asks me a series of questions all the time to have some normalcy in her day.

"I was just with Jake." I try to say as cheery as I can.

"That's good," She looks back outside, lost in her thoughts. I sit next to her gently. After a few minutes she looks at me confused. "What day is it today?"

"Monday," I answer. Then I see the real question in her eyes. "You've been sitting here for five days,"

"Five days," she repeats softly and looks outside the window again. This was the same routine for the past week since everybody left. Uncle Emmett made me swear I'd never leave her if I do I'd make sure she was alright. He worries; he had already lost his baby he didn't want to lose his wife the love his life. That's way he doesn't stop; he said he'd never stop.

A few hours pass. I see the sun hide behind the trees and then is gone. "Aunt Rose I will go now, to sleep,"

"Yes, sweetie." She says without lifting her gaze from the forest. "Good night,"

I rise form my sitting position. Leaning in I plant a soft kiss on her forehead. "Call me if you need anything," I whisper and begin walking away.

"Don't worry I'll keep an eye on her." Grandma usurers me. She kisses my cheek. "Goodnight honey,"

"Night Grandma,"

I walk slowly towards my room they made me here in the main house. I do my usual retinue at a slow pace. I'm about to walk outside the bathroom when something catches my eye. On the far right corner. I pick it up with tears running down uncontrollably.

I begin remembering:

"Nessie look," Her small hand lifts up a bracelet to my face. It has an orange and light blue ribbons on the side, and a gray-ish looking braid at the middle.

"What is this?" I ask smiling.

"What does it look like?" She rolls her eyes. I laugh. For somebody who looks like a five year old she is impressively witty.

"A bracelet," I laugh more. "What I meant is what for?"

"For you. I made it," She says proudly. Her wavy light brown hair bouncing in the air.

"By yourself?" I raise my eyebrow.

"Maybe," She giggles. "Ok, ok, you got me. Embry helped."

"I still love it,"

"Look I have one that looks the same," she raises her wrist to me. "I made them because I'm leaving for another vacation with Daddy and Momma. With this we'll be close even if we are miles away. Like if I never left." Her big round gray eyes look at me.

I put on mine. "There. We are close forever,"

"Forever!" She hugs me.

I took it off after two years she was gone. I was angry and just threw it. I regretted it immediately because that was all I had left of her. It felt like that. I cried when I couldn't find it anywhere. It was gift from her how could I just throw it away?

I hold it in tight fist placing it over my heart. "We're almost there Annie," I whisper.