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The Chronicles of the Fallen
A/N:IMPORTANT: My coauthor, dramaqueen1917, is going to be away for the next month, so the next few chapters will be all me until she returns. I hope you enjoy them!
This story is written as a collaboration by both Xo BellaItalia oX and dramaqueen1917. We hope that you enjoy the story and look forward to reading your reviews. – Bella'Xo
Chapter 13
(Isabella's POV)
Dinner passed by rather slowly. The four of us sat in the living room with the Mariner's game on, though Jacob seemed to be paying more attention to me than the television. It was blatantly obvious that he knew that there was something different about me, but he seemed stumped on what that was.
A commercial had popped up about half way through during the game which caused the four of us to converse with each other. Charlie and Billy would laugh and talk as they went from the game to chatting about fishing, Charlie's job and the happening down at the reservation. Once in a while, one of them would turn to either Jacob or me and try to include us in the conversation, but it was more awkward than anything. I knew that the Shape Shifter's mortal enemy was the vampires and just coming from the Cullen's house before I arrived home, I knew that I reeked of Vampire and yet, I had my own unique Angelic smell and features, but looked like a human. It had to be frustrating for him and I had a gut feeling that I was going to be bombarded with questions the second that we were alone and out of ear shot from Charlie.
"So, Bella," Billy spoke, getting my attention and startling me out of my thoughts. "How do you like Forks so far?"
I shrugged and smiled politely. "I like it so far. Everyone has been so nice and welcoming and I've made some really great friends."
"Oh really? Like who?" Jacob interjected, looking at me suspiciously.
"Uh, well, Angela Webber and her boyfriend, Ben, have been really nice and welcoming. Jessica Stanley has also been great, as well as Mike Newton, Eric Yorkie and Tyler Crowley." I began.
"There's also the Cullen family, right Bells?" Charlie mentioned, interrupting my list as I skirted around the inevitable. He made a groaning sound as he stood from his Lazy-Boy chair and padded his way into the kitchen, leaving me alone with our guests.
Shit…
"The Cullen's, huh?" Billy asked.
"Uh… yeah, they go to my school." I clarified cryptically.
Billy paused for a moment, Jacob looking silently between his father and I, before he spoke. "Bella," he said, and then he hesitated.
I waited.
"Bella," he said again, "Charlie is one of my best friends."
"Yes." I knew this.
He spoke each word carefully in his rumbling voice. "You're actually spending time with the Cullen's, not just seeing them briefly at school, correct?"
"Yes," I repeated curtly.
His eyes narrowed. "Maybe it's none of my business, but I don't think that is such a good idea."
"You're right," I agreed, feeling suddenly defensive. "It is none of your business."
He raised his graying eyebrows at my tone. "You probably don't know this, but the Cullen family has an unpleasant reputation on the reservation."
"Actually, I did know that," I informed him in a hard voice without clarifying. This seemed to surprise him, though Jacob didn't even bat an eyelash. "But that reputation couldn't be deserved, could it? Because the Cullen's never set foot on the reservation, do they?"
I could see that my less than subtle reminder of the agreement that both bound and protected his tribe pulled him up short.
"That's true," he acceded, his eyes guarded. "You seem… well informed about the Cullen's; more informed than I expected."
I stared him down. "Maybe even better informed than you are, and not only about that, but about other things that you couldn't possibly imagine."
His eyebrows shot up as he pursed his thick lips as he considered that, looking me up and down before exchanging a glance with Jacob, unspoken words passing between the two of them before looking back at me.
"Maybe," He allowed, but his eyes were shrewd. "Is Charlie as well informed?"
He had found the weak chink in my armor.
"Charlie likes the Cullen's a lot," I hedged. "They have been very good to the both of us, as well as this town." He clearly understood my evasion. His expression was unhappy, but unsurprised, as well as suspicious.
"It's not my business," he said. "But it may be Charlie's."
"Though it would be my business, again, whether or not I think that it's Charlie's business, right?" I wondered if he even understood my confused question as I struggled not to say anything compromising. I knew that Charlie had a run in with the supernatural when I first met him, but he didn't seem to want to know, nor did he ask any questions regarding the strange happenings that seemed to always revolve around me. And if he didn't want to know, then I would do my best to allow him that peace and ignorance. It was probably safer this way, anyway.
Billy seemed to thankfully understand. He thought about it while the rain picked up against the roof, the only sound breaking the silence along with the sports broadcaster for the game as the third inning began on the television.
"Yes," he finally surrendered. "I guess that's your business, too."
I sighed in relief. "Thanks Billy."
"Just think about what you're doing, Bella," he urged.
"Okay," I agreed quickly as I heard Charlie in the kitchen as he cracked open another beer.
He frowned. "What I meant to say was, don't do what you're doing."
I looked into his eyes, filled with nothing but concern for me, though there was an underlying hint of suspicion, though I had a feeling that that had nothing to do with the Cullen's. I knew that sooner or later I was going to have to have this conversation with them, but I'd rather it not be when Charlie was in the other room.
Just then, Charlie strolled into the living room carrying a second helping of meat loaf, garlic mashed potatoes and a freshly opened Vitamin R before taking his seat back in his chair, looking between the three of us as we strapped on a bunch of fake smiles and continued with the game.
._.-:'~ The Chronicles of the Fallen ~':-._.
The ninth inning had just begun and the last helping of the meatloaf had just been consumed. Not being interested in the game as much as spending time with Charlie and making small talk with his friends, I began to gather the plates, stacking them on top of each other with the silver ware on top before taking them into the sink and setting them into the sink.
I started running the water with the stopper in the drain and grabbed a sponge from the ledge as I squirted a bit of soap cleaned off the first plate. I reached for the dish towel, only for Jacob to appear and pick it up before a russet colored hand halted my action as Jacob picked up the rag.
"Would you like some help?" He asked.
I looked up at gave him a small grateful smile and nodded. "Yeah, that would be great, thank you." I answered as I handed him the plate that I was just about to dry.
From there, we struck up a pattern as I washed the pots, pans, dishes and silverware before handing them over to him as he dried them and put them away. He must have been here a lot, because he seemed to know where everything went in each of their prospective places.
I had just finished my last dish, handing it over to Jacob and reaching into the pool of water before pulling the plug from the drain, causing the water to swirl into the pipes when Jake turned to me, drying the dish in his hands.
"I'm gonna cut to the chase here..." he began. "I know that you're not the person that you are pretending to be. There's something off about you. You reek of vampire and something other worldly, and yet you look like a human with the beauty of a supernatural being."
I squared off my shoulders and situated myself with my palm on the counter as I crossed one foot in front of the other as I leaned on the sink. "And what, pray tell, are you getting at?" I challenged him in a hard voice.
He sighed, attempting to take a different approach. "Look, Charlie is my dad's best friend and someone that I have known and respected my whole life. I just don't want to see anything happen to him. The supernatural world is a dangerous place for any human."
I felt my whole body sag in resignation, looking down at my feet before focusing back up at Jacob's stern face. "I know that," I told him in a much softer tone. "I even think that Charlie knows that, though he hasn't even brought up his suspicions, because I think that he is happy being ignorant of the truth. I'm not going to push anything on him and I'm not going to endanger his life with unnecessary knowledge, nor will I partake in hurting him myself, especially after everything that he has done or me."
He studied my face for a moment before giving me a small smile and holding out his hand. "Jacob Ephraim Black, wolf shifter," He properly introduced himself.
My lip quirked up in a small grin before I placed my own hand in his large one. I immediately noticed that the temperature of his skin was a polar opposite to the Cullen's and had to be around 110 degrees, though I didn't react. "Isabella Maria Whitlock Swan, Angel." (A/N: I know, her real name is Isabella Marie, but with her being an Angel, I figured that I should make her name resemble the time period that she was originally from. I know that I haven't revealed that yet, but you will find out. She is also Italian and born in old Rome in my story, so I thought that Isabella Maria sounded like it fit more than Isabella Marie.)
I could tell that Jacob wasn't expecting that as his eyebrows shot up towards his hair line.
"Angel?" He repeated with the unexpected surprise evident in his tone.
I nodded, clarifying that he had indeed heard me right. "Yes, Angel." I had not revealed that I was actually a part of the Fallen as of yet, because I knew that we had very little time and that hearing me admit that would only bring on more questions than answers for him. Not to mention, it wasn't something that I was pleased with. What Angel would be proud of being thrown out of Heaven?
"Wow," He gushed somewhat speechless as we released from our friendly embrace. "I wasn't quite expecting that. But what's with the vampire scent?"
"Oh, that's just run off from when I was at the Cullen's house earlier." I explained with a shrug.
"I guess that makes sense," He pondered. "But don't Angels dress in white robs, have wings and halos and carry around a harp?" He smirked in a teasing demeanor, though it was clear that he was honestly curious.
I snorted at the overkill and crossed my arms over my chest, shaking my head in exasperation. "Just like other mythical creatures have stereo-types, we do as well. The wings and halo's are a fact, but we can cloak them in order to blend in on earth just as you shape shift from your original form to a human." I immediately began to explain at the look I was now receiving from him. "Yes, your original form is the wolf and you transform yourself into a human to blend in. You couldn't effectively do your job in your human form, now could you?" I asked rhetorically, quirking a challenging brow. "Anyway, the harp is used because it is an old instrument, but we have evolved with the times just as any living creature has because Angels have certain abilities when it comes to the gift of song, but no, we do not carry the instruments around. And finally, the white robs were mentioned because robes are what was worn at the time when Angels integrated themselves the most in the human world. We do mostly wear white, blue and gold as a uniform color, but here on Earth, that is unnecessary."
Just as I finished, Charlie called us, causing us to pause our conversation and put a stop to any questions that he obviously had.
"Look," Jacob began. "I want – I mean, my pack is going to want to know about you, especially since you're staying with Charlie and keeping company with vampires. Would we be able to meet up later tonight?"
"Tonight's actually not that good for me, because I have a previous engagement, but tomorrow night would be acceptable." I answered.
"Do you have a cell phone number or something?" He asked, but then quickly felt the need to explain. "You know… so that I can get a hold to you to talk to you about tomorrow and where we should meet up and…yeah…"
I gave him a gently smile and picked up a post-it from the pad that was stuck on the fridge along with a pen from the drawer before I quickly scribbled down my number and handed it to him. "Let me know where to meet you guys and I would be happy to put any questions you or your pack has to rest and to ensure you guys that I am no threat to you or the humans in the area."
"Thanks," he nodded, looking down at the number on the paper before following me as I headed back towards the living room.
A/N: So, what do you think about Jacob? Do you think that he will be of any significance to Bella like he was in Twilight, or will he accept friendship? What will the wolves think of Bella and her relationship with the Cullen's? Review!
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