If You Only Knew…
A/N: Hey everyone! I'm so incredibly sorry for not updating sooner. Crazy busy! I hope everyone had a fantastic holiday, and Happy New Year!
Again, thank you to all those that reviewed!
I hope you enjoy this chapter. This chapter might suck, but I hope that it doesn't!
I've been having a blast writing this! I've also been playing around with two possible endings, and I have yet to decide how to end it….maybe I'll post both? Who knows? But the ending will not happen for a few more chapters…I'm thinking that this story will be roughly 15-20 chapters, so it will be a while yet.
Enough of my blabbering…..On with the chapter!
Disclaimer: Still only own Winter….SM owns everything else.
Previously:
"…Winter…"
My head snapped towards where I thought the voice was coming from and listened intently. "Do you hear that?" I asked Alice quietly.
"Hear what?"
"That voice. You don't hear it?" I questioned straining my ears again trying to pinpoint the sound.
"I don't hear anything. Are you sure you're alright? You did hit your head pretty hard." She replied jumping of the counter soundlessly, crossing the room to me.
"I'm alright." I assured.
"I can go get Carlisle if you don't feel right." She offered, hesitantly placing a hand on my shoulder.
I was about to insist that I was alright, when a fresh stronger wave of dizzyness washed over me, causing me to sway and nearly collapse had it not been for Alice keeping me upright. I felt my hands close around Alice's arms tightly trying to fight off unconciousness.
"Carlisle!" I could vaguely hear Alice's yell, as my vision was overtaken by spots of darkness, and I knew I was just moments away from passing out. I barely heard Carlisle asking me what was wrong when the darkness overtook me, and I collapsed into a set of stone cold arms.
********* Chapter 5 *************
Voices.
I could hear them all around me, but I couldn't grasp a single word that was said. I strained my ears through the darkness trying to listen but the voices were muffled, like if you've got a pillow over your head, and I couldn't quite make them out. Regardless, the voices had an air of familiarity, but I couldn't understand why. A single voice rang out through the darkness.
"Winter…Can you hear me?"
This voice was slightly clearer than the rest, and I could hardly make it out. I felt the urge to respond to this voice, although I had no idea why, but the darkness surrounding me gripped me so tightly that I couldn't respond. No matter how hard I tried, my muscles refused to move. I was left scared and helpless, trying to listen to what was going on around me, yet unable to understand what was happening.
Slowly the muffled voices began to fade, and I was thrust into complete silence. Even though it was only a moment, I was frightened and confused. 'What was going on?'
A moment later, relief flooded through me as I began to hear different voices, much clearer than I had just heard and I recognized these voices easily. As their voices became stronger, the weight that had made me immobile began to fade and lift completely.
"She's waking up." I heard next to me, the voice sounding like bells.
"Winter…Can you hear me?" A different more firm voice called to me from my right.
"Carlisle?" My voice was hoarse as I attempted to open my eyes, the light blinding me for a slight moment. "What happened?"
My eyes opened to see various people surrounding me. Carlisle's worried face came into focus on my right, as Alice peered over me from my left. From where I was, I could see Edward and Jasper hung back near the kitchen door, watching.
"You fainted, Winter." Carlisle answered, " Can you sit up?"
With the help of Alice and Carlisle, I pushed myself into a sitting position, my back being supported by the kitchen cabinet. I pushed the last of my dizziness away from the sudden movement, as I tried to explain what happened.
"I heard voices, Carlisle." I started my eyes locking with his light golden eyes.
"Then that would mean you're crazy." A different voice responded. I turned to glare at Rosalie, who had somehow edged her way behind Edward and Jasper.
"I'm not crazy." I defended.
"No, I don't think you're crazy." Carlisle assured me. "What else happened?"
"Like I said, I heard voices when I fainted." I tried again.
"That would have been us." Alice confessed.
"No, Alice. It wasn't any of you. It was someone else." I turned my gaze to my lap where my fingers were fiddling with the hem of my shirt.
"Are you sure?"
I nodded. "Yeah. But it was hard to hear them. And I couldn't move." I remembered. I turned to look at Carlisle. "What does that mean?"
For once, he didn't know how to respond, I could see it in his face. He paused and hesitated.
"It's probably a side effect from your accident. I'm sure you'll be fine."
I wasn't convinced, but didn't push the matter and with their help, I was lifted up off the floor and guided to the living room, where I was placed on the couch, a blanket surrounding my shoulders. Carlisle insisted on checking on me frequently, even though I had Jasper as a babysitter. I didn't mind being babysat by Jasper, he entertained himself with a book or notepad, as I got lost in my own thoughts. It wasn't long before I began to get tired,(whether it was my own frustrations or Jasper's influence that made me exhausted I don't know) and I made myself more comfortable on the couch.
I was just about to fall asleep when Jasper's voice shattered the silence.
"What else do you know?"
My eyes flew open as I stared at the honey haired vampire. The notepad he had been writing on was still in his lap, but his pen was resting on the pad and not in his hand. He sat up and leant forward in his seat, his dark golden eyes assessing me.
"About what?" I questioned, tired.
"Everything." He responded. "What's going to happen? You seem like you know more about what's going on than we do. Even more than Alice."
I chuckled. I guess I would know more than Alice would. I knew she hated being 'blind' when it came to the future.
"You should know better than anyone that the future can always change, Jazz." I explained, a slight tinge of hurt flitted across his face. I sighed, "I have an idea of what's about to happen, but it's complicated."
That was all he was going to get out of me. I sighed, and snuggled closer into the pillow, yawning. I began closing my eyes. "I'll need to borrow a car later. It's important."
And with one final yawn I drifted into dreamland.
It seemed like I had only been asleep for a moment, but when I opened my eyes, over an hour had passed, and it was beginning to get darker. I knew that I had to get up and go talk to the wolves as soon as possible. I pushed myself into a sitting position, pushing aside the soft blanket that had been positioned over my body as I slept.
My eyes landed on the bronze haired figure that had taken up residence where Jasper had previously been. His eyes narrowed slightly as he studied me.
"You know…" He started, "You're very difficult for me to read. Why can't I figure you out?"
"I don't know, Edward." My muscles tensed as soon as I realized that he was sitting there. "But I need to borrow your car."
His lips pressed together into a tight line, as he hesitated for one second, his eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Why?"
"I can't tell you why, But I need to borrow it." I countered. "Can I borrow your car?"
"No." Edward answered. " Not unless I go with you."
"I'm sorry, Edward, but you can't come with me." I couldn't risk it. I would not be the cause of their war. "Where I'm going…You can't come."
It only took him a second to realize what I meant and his gaze dropped from mine. His voice was quiet when he spoke again. "You're going to La Push."
"Yes." I confirmed, I refused to say anything else about WHY I was going to La Push. They didn't need to know…at least not yet. It was a tense minute, as I watched Edward's face become more distant, as I would imagine he was concentrating on his families thoughts…wherever they might be. And soon, my fingers wrapped around the set of car keys belonging to Edward's precious Volvo.
"Thank you, Edward." I thanked, standing up and exiting the house. Within minutes, I was on my way to La Push, looking for the familiar cabin belonging to Sam Uley and his wife, Emily. It took a couple tries, but eventually the small cabin finally came into view.
My eyes roamed over the magnificent structure built out of cedar, a leaf covered overhang protecting the small porch leading up to the wooded door. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves as to what I was about to do next.
As I exited the car a few moments later, I realized there was a figure leaning up against one of the support beams holding up the overhang. He was shirtless, only wearing a pair of black shoes and a pair of jean shorts, his tanned arms crossed over his chest casually as I approached. His hair was cut short, his brown eyes studying my every move.
"Can I help you with something?" He asked, still not moving from his position.
"Actually, yeah. At least I'm hoping you can." I responded, tossing my hair over my shoulder. "I'm actually looking for Sam. Is he here?"
"That depends." He answered, pushing himself away from the beam, "Who wants to know?"
I hesitated. I was about to take a huge risk here. How much should I tell him? Should I tell him that I'm with the Cullens? Knowing about the treaty, I couldn't really risk them thinking I was actually a Cullen trespassing on their land, but given the circumstances since I wasn't actually a Cullen, I figured I was safe.
"I'm a friend of the Cullens."
His eyes narrowed at the mention of the Cullen's, his jaw going rigid. "The Cullen's are not welcome here." He stated through clenched teeth.
"Well, I guess it's a good thing I'm not a Cullen now, isn't it." I retorted. His tense demeanor seemed to relax slightly at my comment, "Please. I really need to see Sam, Is he here or not?"
I followed his gaze and turned around to see a man standing ten feet behind me, another few feet behind him, stood Jacob along with three others, all shirtless.
"I'm Sam." He stated, "I believe that you were looking for me?"
"Yes." I stated, taking a breath. "My name is Winter, and I believe that we can help each other."
Sam crossed his arms over his chest, "Oh, really. And what exactly do you mean by that?"
" You see, Sam, I'm a friend of the Cullens-"
"The Cullens aren't welcome here." Sam growled, I could see the hate in his eyes, and for a spilt second I was scared. Sam easily towered over me, and his anger was causing him to clench his fists at his side.
"I know. But as I told Embry here, I'm not a Cullen. Just a friend who happens to be living with them for the moment." I explained, motioning to Embry who was still standing on the porch of Emily's place. Sam's eyes narrowed at my comment, his anger turning to confusion. I took his confusion as a good sign and continued.
"Like I said, I'm a friend of the Cullens and I believe that the city of Forks, and the Cullens, along with myself are in danger."
"What kind of danger?" A different voice called from next to Sam. My eyes flicked to the voice which happened to belong to Jacob, clearly interested in what I had to say.
"I think you know." I responded evilly, moving my attention back to Sam.
"How many?"
I searched my memory as to try and remember how many the books had mentioned, before responding the best that I could.
"Twenty, or somewhere around there. I don't know the exact number. It keeps changing."
Sam looked surprised by the number, but continued nonetheless. "How do you know all this?"
I decided to stick with the same story that I told the Cullen's, "I'm psychic…..sort of." I didn't know if my answer was good enough or not, but I just needed them to believe it. "It's complicated."
A flash of red out of the corner of my eye to my left, pulled my attention away from Sam and the other wolves, and from their expressions, they saw it too. I froze as her blood red eyes connected with mine for a moment, and she smirked before disappearing into the moss covered trees, the wolves following seconds later.
Why was Victoria following me? I didn't know, but I needed to find out as soon as possible.
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