AUTHORS NOTE: ONCE AGAIN. I AM SO FREAKING SORRY it took meso long to get this out. Sadly, it only took like forty minutes to write I was just too lazy previously and busy with my new boarding school and all that jazz. Excuses, excuses, I know. I honely just lost inspiration. Don't worry thugh, I'm edging the end of this story and that'll encourge me to hurry up and finish it, for lack of a better discription.
I'm just going to cut this short and let you get along with it then. Not that any of you actually read this anyway! Haha. Thanks so much for all the EXTREMELY kind and encouraging reviews. You guys rock my socks.
Falling Through: Chapter11 - Setting "The Plan" in Motion
Edward had reluctantly agreed to "The Plan," as it was being called, after arguing out a few details with Carlisle. Apparently, Nessie was to be hidden somewhere. The location was still being decided upon but it was not going to be anywhere nearby. When she was safely in hiding, we would then spread out in all directions on a search.
I couldn't help but thinking "The Plan" was pretty lame. It wasn't bad but I would have expected something a bit more complex from these guys.
Edward, hearing my thoughts, shot a stern glare my way. I just flashed a teeth bearing grin back in response and called it a day.
Nessie was upstairs, getting some necessities together in a bag she was to take with her. I sat awkwardly while Carlisle, Alice, and Edward argued about where to send her. Alice suggested splitting up and taking her down south somewhere where she knew a clan. Edward suggested having her on the next flight to Europe. Carlisle was explaining something about the importance of strategy.
And that's when it hit me.
Edward stopped his European rant, mid-sentence, to look at me, eyes wide. His attention quickly refocused to Alice though, as she looked wrapped up in a new vision. Her eyes were blank, her mind somewhere else. Edward watched her thoughts intently, and Carlisle and I expectantly observed. I took this as my opportunity to stand up and move into their close knit argument group.
"Jake!" Alice exclaimed, coming out of her trance. "You've got it."
"I've got what?" I asked, confused.
"Your idea," Edward filled in. "Your idea being Isle Esme. It just might work."
Yeah, so I had heard a bit about this Isle Esme place. Some island off the coast of somewhere in South America owned by Carlisle and given to Esme. If it was as remote as they made it seem, and just as hidden, then why wouldn't it work?
Just then, Nessie emerged from upstairs, gripping a backpack and a duffel bag.
"Isle Esme?" Nessie repeated.
Carlisle spoke up, "Precisely. We'll need to leave immediately. Naturally, we will be splitting up. Alice, Jasper, Rosalie, and Emmet, remain here. Watch for Charlie, Billy and the wolves. You'll need to be keeping an eye on the other members of the Russians. They are not to be trusted anymore.
Edward and Bella should relocate down south and try to block all borders to South America. Esme and I will accompany Renesmee to the Isle, but whether we should stay or remain in the outlining region is undecided."
"What about Jake?" Ness asked, stepping towards me and slipping her arm around mine. I squeezed her hand.
"I'm not leaving her," I told Carlisle and Edward.
Edward pinched the bridge of his nose, looking more than stressed. Carlisle sighed, "Yes I assumed you'd suggest that, and we couldn't possibly separate you, for that could potentially be more dangerous."
Edward shot Carlisle a disagreeing glare, but the doctor must have thought something reassuring because Edward slumped his shoulders in defeat.
"When should we leave?" Bella questioned from behind her husband.
"As soon as possible," Edward replied.
"So now?" Emmet said, speaking up.
That was all it took to set "The Plan" into motion. Edward and Bella said there heartfelt goodbye to their daughter, promising her nothing but safety.
"We wouldn't let you leave our sight if we didn't trust you'd be fine," Edward told his daughter, in a hug.
When they were done, Carlisle and Esme shepherded us into their car. Carlise and Esme took the front seat, Carlisle behind the wheel. Nessie and I were in the back, our hands clasped in the middle seat.
"Where are we heading?" I asked.
"The airport," Esme replied, calmly. I would never doubt Esmes motherly abilities. Even in all this panic and chaos she still retained her motherly charm and reassurance. If it wasn't for Renesmees life being in danger, I would probably actually be soothed by that woman.
The drive to the airport was gravely quiet.
We dropped the car off at the valet up front and moved quickly—but at a human pace—towards the counter. Esme and Carlisle spoke in hushed tones with the man there, discussing I'm sure private planes or first class options. Damn rich vampires.
Ness and I waited with the bags off to the side. I was making circles on her arm, an attempt at calming her. Or me. Or maybe both.
"Jake," Nessie breathed. "Should I be scared?"
"Are you scared?" I asked, brushing her curls reassuringly.
"I'm not sure," she responded.
My strong girl, never faltering in the face of hell and whatever else waits behind that. I wish I was that strong.
Carlisle and Esme came back towards us, dawning official looking—and I'm sure very expensive—tickets. "Hurry, the flight leaves in twenty minutes."
Never doubt the power of the Cullen credit card. We were currently sitting in first class seats of the smallest, yet most impressive looking plane I have ever seen in my life. Though that isn't saying much. I haven't done much travelling in my time. Or at least not by air.
Nessie and I were in the row behind Carlisle and Esme. The rows, being separated by enough legroom even for a giant such as myself, provided quite a bit of privacy. There wasn't anybody probing on the opposite aisle either, just some balding man palming through a newspaper, and at the rate he was downing the whisky it didn't look like he was going to be conscious for much of the flight.
Ness was looking out the window, so I took the time to study her face. Her perfect features, her perfect eyes, her perfect everything. She caught me looking. "What?"
"Nothing," I replied, looking away sheepishly.
She pushed up the armrest between us and slid closer to me. Instinctively I wrapped my oversized arm around her small frame, pulling her even farther into my side. I brushed a perfect bronze curl out of the way and kissed her forehead.
The flight was a long one, and since it was so late when we left originally, we ended up spending the night on the plane. It was a comfortable ride, I'd say. Nessie slept curled into my side. Nothing better than that. I'm never flying economy class again, man, best breakfast I've ever had a plane ever. And the first, seeing as I never before so much as ate a meal on a plane.
When we got off the plane, there was a man standing there waiting for us dawning a "Cullen" sign. Somebody must have already had this arranged in advance. Talk about service. There was a car waiting for us outside. We loaded in the bags and took off towards the port. Another car ride spent in silence. Well silence until Carlisle's phone began to buzz in his pocket.
"Edward?" he said into the speaker.
"Yes, we're in Brazil…Any update?" Carlisle continued. He was the only side of the conversation we were able to hear. "They've what?"
The sudden change in Carlisle's voice caught me off guard.
"Okay…keep me updated, Edward…we'll do what we can…" He hung up the phone.
"What's going on?" I questioned, loudly, angry at being so uninformed.
"Well, it seems Alice had another vision."
"And?" I pushed further.
"And he's changed course."
AUTHORS NOTE CONTINUED:Thanks again for all your support. I'm doing the best I can will what little attention span I appear to have to get the rest of this story out. Bare with me.
Chapter Playlist: "Project Well" by Beattraax, "I Just Wanna Run" by The Downtown Fiction, "Fidelity" by Regina Spektor, and "Pretty Rave Girl" by I Am X-Ray.
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