Like I Never Existed Book II
Chapter 4: Breaking me down
LET IT GO
How far will a falling star take me
How far can I go can I go
Gotta be what the nightmare made me
Gotta be gotta be what I see
Jump clear of the falling parts from me
How far will they go will they go
Can't give what you need from me baby
Just let it go
Bringing me down break me down sweet sugar
Bringing me down break me down
Breaking me down to the ground sweet baby
Breaking me down to the ground
Too much is made of what's in me
Not enough about how I strive
Keep an eye on your world it's cheating
Keep an eye keep an eye on me
Deep inside there's a little place for me
A little place for me
Can't give what you want from me baby
Just leave it be
Sweet razor wound
Deep down slice my groove
Sweet razor wound
Deep down C'mon and slice it
How far did the falling star take me
How far did it go did it go
Had to be what the nightmare made me
Fuck,..Just had to be
Jump clear of the falling parts form me
How far did they go did they go
Can't give what you want from me baby
Hell,..Just let it go
Breaking me down by Soil
August 21st 2011:
BPOV:
It had been almost a month since I graduated. I had decided to stay home for a while, spend time with Sarah and Mary as much as I could. Before I was forced to get a job that took me away more then just their nights. Dean and I had become even more serious since our graduation romp, and he himself was going to graduate with the class of 2012 next June. I didn't know what he planed to do, or how it involved me, but I hoped it would all turn out ok in the end.
He had moved in with me and the girls the beginning of August. It was a huge step for us, usually it was the females who moved in with their boyfriends but we always were sort of backwards anyways. We were now setting up to spend the weekend alone, the twins were going to spend a week in La Push with Emily and Sam, and then another week with Leah and Paul. So we would have two full weeks together without having to worry about being quiet for the twins or loosing a tender moment. I love my girls, I do, but if they interrupt quiet time one more time I'm sending them to boarding school – ok so that is a empty threat, but they don't know that.
"Baby, you ready?" Dean asked from the door. I blink and look over. I had on a simple blue sweater and black jeans, a pare of worn leather boots and a pair of arm warmers. He wore a army green tank top and pants, combat boots, his dog tags and a army jacket was slung over his arm. After dropping off the twins in Forks, a long drive that it was, we had went back home to change and now we were headed to a reunion of Deans – at least we would be. It wasn't exactly a high school reunion, but a Army reunion. I had no idea they did those kind of things but he had asked me to be his date.
"Not quiet, will you excuse me for a moment?" I asked. I usually wasn't a polite but then again I was always polite when nervous or thinking about something. Dean nodded, obviously he noticed my tone of voice as well. I charged up the stairs and quickly changed into a wonderful dark gray/brown fenella buttoned dress and matching strapy pumps. I slipped on a diamond encrusted cross pendent and two rings, both with diamonds, though one had pink sapphire and opal on it as well. It had amazed me how my fashion since had grown since Alice had left. I was sure she would be proud. I was fast to run back down the stairs, the dress went nicely with what he wore, I hadn't wanted to ware the blue dress I had been saving - even if he wanted me to - because it was so bright and would clash horribly with his army gear. I had told him those exact words and for moment I had to look around and make sure Alice wasn't in the room speaking through me.
"Darlin', you look Beautiful," he said, offering his arm. I grabbed my tan trench coat and purse as we left. It was the same coat and coach purse as the day we had first sort of date months before. I gladly took his arm and let him lead me to the car, once on the road it took us about three hours to get to the airport. The last hour because we stopped at a dinner in Boston to eat, the reason for me wearing such a extravagant outfit to board a plane. We would have to travel to Houston, luggage was simply to strainius so we had decided to simply buy a small wardrobe while staying in his family home in Texas. As we settled into our plane seats, first class, a present from Crystal who knew money was tight at the moment and wanted us to fly in comfort. I breathed in, I had never been a great flier, but as Dean took my hand and gave it squeeze, I turned to him and smiled.
"I love you," Dean said, bringing my hand up to his lips to place a gentle kiss.
"I love you too," I said, my voice full of emotion. This was the first time in years I had said those words and really meant them, at least to another man.
-TIME SKIP
30 Hours latter: Houston, Texas,
We arrived almost 31 hours latter, after one pit-stop after nearly 21 hours and then we were on another plane onto our destination. I was dreading the plane ride home. The good thing was we had arrived a day before the reunion, which was something we had worried about after the first 24 hours. Who would have known Texas was so far away from Massachusetts?
"Baby, you hungry?" Dean asked, as he drove our rental car. I looked to him before shaking my head, I wasn't hungry but I sure as hell was queasy.
"No, I'm fine. How much longer until we get to your family home?" I asked.
"Not long, Whitlock Plantation is sort of located in a more wooded area, lots of land but it's not that far from civilization. At least not anymore, back when it was built it was most likely miles and miles away from the nearest town," he answered. I nodded, though I knew almost everything about him, there was something I had begun to wounder about. His parents, I knew their names were Jasper and Katherine, but I had no idea what had happened to them.
"Dean, what happened to your parents? I don't think you've ever really said much about them." Dean sighed. I almost felt bad for speaking until he looked at me and with a almost haunted look he smiled.
"My parents died years ago. My father was in Vietnam back in the day, a war hero. Jasper Dante Whitlock. He died when I was 5 years old from some kind of soldier remorse or something or other. I was to young to understand and my mother was a wreak. She wouldn't talk about it if her life depended on it," he began. I felt my eyes water with tears. His poor mother and father, I felt bad for them but not pity. I knew how much pity hurt, but I couldn't help though but wonder if Dean would suffer the same fate as his father, they were both in wars, even if Dean was retired.
"My mother was another case. She moved to Texas when she was 16, only her mother and a few bags and the cloths on her back. Katherine Cynthia Yule was the daughter of my grandma, Mary Allison Brandon and her mother Cynthia Brandon. My mom met my dad and fell in love, and married at 17, though he was 23 himself. With the war going on I don't know how he found time for all this. Grandma died after Crystal turned a year old. Grandma seemed to just know Crystal would survive unlike my other sisters. She always had though, known things," he laughed, as if remembering something.
"Mom died when I was 15, from broken heart syndrome. Crystal raised me after that, along with my Uncle. I stayed with Uncle David when Crystal wanted out of Phoenix, I never liked the cold of Alaska or other places. So there you have it, my life story," Dean finished. I looked to him as we pulled up a old fashioned drive towards the plantation. A large tree was in front of the house with a tire swing and the house itself looked more like a mansion, possibly three stories, if not four, and seemed to have been refurbished recently.
"It's lovely," I breathed.
"It gets a new paint job every twenty years, it was repainted last year."
"Thank you, for telling me, it means a lot you can trust me," I said, smiling. Dean's face tightened for a split moment before he to smiled and turned the car off.
"Your welcome Darlin' Belle."
-TIME SKIP:
August 24th, 2011:
Houston, Texas ; Whitlock Plantation,
I smiled at my reflection as Dean stood behind me, his arms wrapped around my waist. He was dressed in his army uniform, with his metals on his chest. I didn't really know a lot of about what they meant and I was just happy to know he had gotten them for his loyalty to the unite and saving other lives at the expense of his own, assuming he would have not survived of course. Thankfully he was here today. I myself had found a beautiful ravens black dress that in the right light looked almost dark midnight blue. All my jewelry was a deep sapphire blue to match and I had high heels on. I was placing my earrings in when he kiss my neck and turned me around, kissing me softly.
"What was that?" I asked after he pulled back. He smiled and back up before dropping to a knee. I looked at him in wonder, what the hell was he doing? I felt butterfly in my stomach as he pulled out a deep red velvet box. He couldn't be? I mean really, was he really that serious about me? Did he love me that much, he said he did, but so had Jacob and Edward.
"I'm just trying to show you how much you mean to me, darlin'," he whispered to me before turning the lid of the box up. Inside was the most gorgeous, expensive ring I had ever seen. It was cut to perfection with diamonds and a large sapphire in the middle. I looked from the ring to Dean and he smirked, that lovely little smirk that I adored.
"Isabella Marie Swan, since the moment I met you I knew I was lost. I told myself this was to soon but I would be a fool to wait to long. Bella, will you be my wife?" he asked. I gasped, my hands came to my mouth and fought back a sobs. My first reaction was to scream to jump back, scream no, and leave. I couldn't do this again, what if he left me like Edward, like Jake? I sighed, shook my head and then as I opened them I saw his saddened eyes and I blinked before gasping and shaking my head again.
"No, Dean I was just clearing my head...of course I'll marry you," I clarified. He snapped his head up and his grin returned he stared at me in shock and wonder before chuckling.
"Really?" he asked.
"Really really, silly cowboy," I said, chuckling. He took the ring and I sighed happily as I gave him my left hand and he slipped the ring on. I through myself into his arm as he stood up and then a searing kiss. We broke apart after a moment and I slipped my purse on my shoulder and grabbed his arm.
"We should be going cowboy," I told him and he smiled and we left the house. It took us almost a hour to get the center where the function was being held and I was introduced to his friend and old comrades. They all greeted me with enthusiasm.
"We are all glad for Whitlock, he was such a emo guy after his...well I'm sure you know about that," one of his comrades, Patrick Ames said as he threaded his arm around a beautiful blonde with a very swollen stomach. She was looked at me in happiness but she kept glancing at my stomach as well. I felt sort of odd when she did that and shifted my champagne glass in hand. Unsuspectingly she walked forward with a smile and took the glass from me. Shocking both her husband and my fiance.
"You really shouldn't drink in your condition," she said, I think her name was Marisol. I blinked, my condition. She chuckled and put her hand on my slightly pooched out stomach. I knew had gained a little wait in the last month but I did not think it was that noticeable.
"You don't know do you?" Marisol asked. I shook my head as she sat my glass on a tray passing by.
"Your pregnant honey, I can tell. I've always had a sixth sense about these things," she said laughing. I gasped, looking at her in shock.
"Preg..that's not possible!" I cried. She smiled and just nodded.
"When was your last period? Just take a test, I could be wrong," Marisol suggested and I thought back, I was late but sometimes that happened. I bit my lip, could I really be pregnant, I looked behind me to Dean and saw he was in shock but I also saw happiness in his eyes, the thought of a child. I put a hand on my stomach where Marisol once was and nodded.
"Thank you, for telling me your thoughts." Marisol nodded and she and Patrick left talking to other people. I turned to Dean and walked into his arms, hugging him.
"We'll leave now, to get that test. It will be ok Bella, I'll be here for you the whole time," he whispered to me and I nodded and we said our goodbyes and I hugged Marisol once and we left. The car ride was silent, it was of course dark but I didn't mind, Dean was a great driver. I looked at his face and sighed, before looking back to the rode but I screamed as something red flashed and jumped onto the hood of our car. He swerved and then swerved again, I screamed, my hands going to my stomach as if to protect it, though I had no idea if I was really expecting or not I still felt I needed to worry, I had already lost one baby, I couldn't lose another. As we came to a stop my my door was torn open and cold hands grabbed me and tossed me to the ground, it was gently I knew from being experienced with vampires throwing me. I landed on my back and gripped my stomach, hopping that wouldn't hurt my possible baby.
"I told you I'd be back Bella," a sweet, bubblegum voice said above me but I heard Dean yell.
"Get away from her!" I sat up as Victoria looked towards Dean, he held a old gun, in his hands, a colt maybe? He was walking forward with little fear on his face and what he did have was directed to me.
"Who is this, your new lover boy? I'll just have to take care of him now wont I?" Victoria taunted. I cried out as I tried to stand, my arm was bruised and so was my back, it hurt to move.
"I said move it bloodsucker!" he called again and I gasped looking to Dean. He had a furious look on his face and Victoria laughed and began walking towards him he chuckled and fired the gun five times. I expected them to bounce off, but they all impacted and she dropped to the ground.
"Dead mans blood is really something huh, now If I was you I'd get my evil son of a bitch ass out of my sight!" he roared. I had never seen him made before, it didn't scare me I simply found it sexy. Victoria snarled but in a flash slower then what I thought she'd go she was gone. Dean was quick to run to my side and he picked me up bridal side, tears were running down my face.
"Hospital Dean, I need a hospital," I whispered. He nodded, tears coming to his eyes, he was expecting the worse and so was I, after we were in the car, which somehow survived I black out.
-TIME SKIP:
August 25th 2011:
Houston General hospital:
I awoke a day latter with a slight headache, I was hooked to monitors and Dean was beside me holding my hand. I turned to look at him and I placed my other hand over my pooched stomach, it wasn't flat like it had been two months ago so maybe? If Marisol had been right, had I lost the baby, was it ok?
"Babe, you ok?" I heard Dean ask as he moved closer, kissing me softly. I nodded, then I looked at our intertwined hands.
"What...how...what did the doctor say?" I asked him. He smiled, his eyes lighting up.
"They did some test, your pregnant baby," he said, and I smiled, but then I bit my lip.
"The baby, he or she is ok, right?" Dean's eyes widened and he nodded.
"Yes, the Doctor said you were lucky. There was some major bruising on your back and arms, you sprung your left wrist as well. He was actually shocked you..you didn't loose the baby," he said and I burst into tears, sobs racked my body.
"Bella, darlin everything is ok. Our baby is ok!" he cried and I nodded.
"I know, these are happy tears. I'm happy." He chuckled and kissed me softly running a hand through my hair.
"What did you tell them?" I asked. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"That we had a accident, some bear was on the road, and it tore the car door off and threw you. You had a few claw like marks on your arms so they believed it," I nodded. I still didn't know how he knew about vampires, cause it was obvious he did.
"How?" He sighed and took my hands in his.
"My father's grandmother was a hunter, it runs in the family. My Mother was one but she never really took it seriously, after I got out of the military I started taking it more seriously. I hunted none stop for about a year before going back to college were I met you. I always keep the colt on me, its a family gun which is dipped in dead mans blood, as are all the bullets." I nodded.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked.
"I didn't realize you would know about the supernatural and I was afraid you'd run away from me." I sighed, why was this every guys fear?
"I've known for years now. My mother's family was a long line of Hunters. I'm shocked though, I thought they were usually female?" I asked, and he laughed.
"It is, but I guess I am a exception." I laughed with him and we both looked up as a doctor came in.
"Good afternoon Ms. Swan. I'm Dr. Rowan, I was the one who looked after you when Mr. Whitlock brought you in yesterday," he said. The doctor was middle aged, black hair with gray around the edges and slate gray eyes. I smiled at him and groaned as my back protested to my moving.
"I see, you had quit the fall. I'm very happy to say your baby is healthy, I was shocked but your a very strong woman it seems. I would like for you to take it easy for the next two months to be on the safe side. No heavy lifting, no running, pretty much I'd request bed-rest." He was looking to Dean for most of this, letting him know how imperitive this was. I swallowed and nodded.
"Two months, but we don't live in Texas. My twins are with a friend in Washington," I said. He sighed and pulled up a chair.
"If it was possible to get them brought here, or maybe your friend can take care of them for the time you remain in Texas? I can't allow a plane trip at the moment, it would be to risky, the drop in pressure could induce a miscarriage with your injuries at present. As it is I'd like to keep you here for a week or two until your healed a bit more," he said. I nodded, maybe it would be possible. Seth would love to get to spend more time with Sarah. I looked to Dean and then nodded. I wouldn't put my baby in more danger then it was already in.
"I think I can work something out, I'm sure they will understand." Dr. Rowan nodded and stood up.
"I'll go get the nurse to bring you lunch and the first of your prenatal vitamins. Have a good day Mr. Whitlock, Ms. Swan." then he left and I was left alone with Dean who placed his forehead on mine.
"Everything will be fine, Bella," he said, and I believed him.