Author's Note: I blame college for my lack of updates. But here you all go! An update for the sequel! And hopefully I will get lots of updates done for almost all of my fanfics. So keep an eye open.
Truth of Lies
Edward Cullen and Jacob Black
La Push
Chapter 3
Edward's head rested in Jacob's lap, the werewolf's fingers stroking his hair. Never before had he been so worried, or it felt like that. Of course there had been times before that when he had been worried, but right then he had other people to worry about such as Conan and Xander, his two precious baby boys. He and Jacob had to keep them safe, no matter what. No matter who threatened their children they would defend them even if it ended with someone's death.
His eyes were closed, the wolf's stroking soothing, calming, and gentle. Edward slipped his hand into Jacob's free one and held it. There were times when he desperately wished that he could sleep, then maybe time would move faster and he could relax and escape to the world of dreams. But for him, there were only daydreams. The babies were lucky that they could sleep, and looked like tiny angels as they did. What wonders and worlds and fantasies did they imagine in their minds as they slept? Edward hoped that they were good ones.
Yet there was someone else he needed to worry about, not himself, not Jacob (the werewolf could take care of himself and always reminded Edward of that), but his father, Carlisle. The older vampire's eyes always appeared to be distant, sad, stressed. It wasn't fair to Carlisle that he now had to worry about not only him, but also his grandsons. Everyone could see that Carlisle's strength was slowly fading. He was tired, and seemed even paler than normal if that was possible. As much as Edward resented Aro, he hoped that he got there soon. Maybe he would know what was wrong with Carlisle or at least know how to help him.
Right then was not the time to think about that. The atmosphere in the house was calm and relaxed; everyone was just sitting around reading or talking quietly. The silence was suddenly broken by a sharp gasp from Alice. Everyone's eyes instantly turned to her, her eyes wide and fearful. Without saying a word, she leapt from her seat and bolted upstairs. A horrible feeling came over Edward and he followed her upstairs and froze.
Xander was growling beside a small puddle of blood. The window to the nursery was wide open. And Conan was gone. "Conan!" Edward cried and made to jump out the window and hunt down the son of a bitch that took his baby, but Jacob's strong arms held him back. "No! Let me go!" Still, Edward struggled against the one who held him, tears falling down his face.
"Edward calm down. We'll find him. I promise," Jacob whispered to him and let him go. "But right now Xander needs his mom." With those words, Jacob leapt out the window and shifted into his wolf form. Edward scooped up Xander rocking him softly and glanced out the window. As he watched, the whole werewolf pack ran after Jacob. They had to find Conan. They just had to…Edward didn't want to think about what might happen to the baby if they didn't.
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And yes I really did do that to sweet little Conan. Don't kill me!