Title: Legendary Travesty
Fandom: Twilight
Pairing: Leah/Esme, established Bella/Alice (Bellice)
Author: Mirandyscrow
Rating: R
Summary: AU Leah imprints in Eclipse. We follow her as she deals with the consequences that this extraordinary event causes. This story take place about a month before the beginning of Eclipse and will be a femslash pairing. If you don't like it then don't read it. Thanks!
Spoilers: Let's say everything up until Eclipse is fair game, but I'm twisting a lot of facts and timelines to suit my story.
Archive: Sure if you really want it. Lol, it would be a surprise to me, just ask my permission first. (It's nice when people ask)
Disclaimer: Did Bella and Alice hook up in New Moon? No? Well I guess that means Twilight isn't mine. Twilight belongs to Stephanie Meyer. Any and all other brand names belong to their respective owners. I do not make any money on this story. Please don't sue; I only have a box of Easy Mac as collateral. BTW Easy Mac is the property of Kraft. :P
Author's Note: I don't have a clue where this idea came from. I was actually focusing on going to sleep and this plus five other prompts popped into my head and played around in my skull until I wrote them down and attempted to give them a fair shot at being written. Now here we are.
Author's Note #2: I am aware that some of the events don't exactly travel the exact same timeline of the book and/or movie. Please know that it is entirely on purpose to fit the story. So please no comments about, 'how it didn't happen that way' because I'm sure I've messed up the timeline by simply having one of the pairing(s) Bella and Alice, lol.
Big thanks to faithlessfate for being an awesome beta and making this story worth reading! All careless mistakes are my own.
Chapter 6: Game Changer
Being awake at ten o'clock on a Saturday was not exactly Leah's ideal but the choice had been taken from her. A smash woke her up before she heard a moan and deep grunting. She sat up, looking at the walls around her in disbelief and a tiny bit of horror until a high speed soft, rhythmic squeaking confirmed her suspicions.
"You have got to be kidding me," she groaned, pitifully slamming her pillow tight over her head and burying her head under the blanket.
"After a few decades, you become very adept at ignoring it," Esme said gently, coming into the room.
Leah poked head over the blanket. "I suppose it would take me that long to get comfortable with hearing someone else having sex so loudly just up the hall."
Esme closed the door behind her muffling the sounds once more with an apologetic smile. "Are you hungry?"
"No, just tired," Leah responded with a yawn to punctuate her statement.
"You should eat something," said Esme. The vampire's voice was riddled with concern.
"Maybe later I'll feel more up to it. I am a little thirsty and… I have to go." She nodded her head toward the door she assumed to be the bathroom.
"Do you need any help?" the vampire asked.
"As much as it's killing me to admit it, yeah I do." Leah fought off the frail state that threatened to claim her and got out of the bed.
Esme was at her side in an instant. She took her arm, helping the younger woman stand, moving along with her as the wolf gingerly moved forward toward the bathroom.
The walk to the bathroom was taking an embarrassingly long time to complete in Leah's opinion. She pushed herself to go faster only to result in stumbling. Esme turned, catching her around the waist firmly with both hands. Leah looked down, fastening her eyes to the intense gold ones of her imprint.
A particularly loud moan came through the wall and they averted their eyes at the same time, while Leah slowly moved further into the bathroom away from Esme. She closed the door to the bathroom, resting her head against the wood. On the other side of the door, Esme did the same.
Leah exited the bathroom a little while later, disappointed when Esme wasn't waiting just on the other side of the door. She was able to make it to the bed much quicker than before and just climbed into it when Esme returned with her juice. The vampire held out the large glass and Leah accepted the juice, finishing it in three big gulps. She sighed in pleasure, placing the glass on the bed side table and glanced up to meet the amused stare of Esme. "I guess I was a bit thirstier than I realized," Leah said, willing the blush to leave her cheeks.
"Apparently so," Esme said with a grin.
Leah felt her pulse race at the sight. She resigned to find a way to get the vampire to smile as often as life would allow it. She yawned with a grin of her own. Her eyes drooped when Esme covered her with the blanket. She was vaguely aware of a feather light icy sensation at the corner of her mouth before the last threads of consciousness slipped from her grasp.
-x-
The crisp and salty smell of frying bacon traveled throughout the house, up the stairs, down the hall, through a crack in the master bedroom door, coaxing Leah awake for a second time that day. It was a much more welcomed intrusion to her dreams than the previous vampire escapades. Leah cautiously rose from bed, padding out the door toward the kitchen.
"You really should be in bed," Esme said without turning around. She flipped the bacon with ease and checked on the hashbrowns.
"I'm hungry," Leah said simply, her stomach gurgled in agreement. She found it odd that she didn't meet anyone on the way to the kitchen and noted the faded scents. "Where is everyone?" she blurted, curious.
"They decided to enjoy the day outside," Esme said lightly, preparing a plate of food.
Leah glanced outside at misty, windy weather and back at Esme with a raised eyebrow. "You mean they wanted to get some fresh air," she corrected, assuming her wolf scent sent everyone out of the house. It wasn't like they smelled any better to her. As a whole they smelled of death and varying levels of potent stale sugar. Not Esme, of course. Her scent Leah could drown in for the rest of her days. She breathed in slowly, letting her mate's smell wash over heart and a tiny sigh escaped. Of course Esme heard her. She looked at Leah for a few seconds, questioning.
"The food smells really good," Leah stumbled out quickly, hoping a blush or the slight skip of her heart wouldn't give her away.
Esme smiled, seemingly accepting Leah's response as she set a plate and a tall glass and pitcher of orange juice in front of Leah. "They couldn't handle the various smells of your breakfast," she explained, refusing to confirm Leah's suspicions. The rest of the family needed an impromptu break from what Carlisle politely called 'the lingering wolf scent.' She volunteered to stay behind in case Leah needed anything, grateful that no one seemed to know that scent was completely intoxicating to her.
Leah nodded absently, looking at the plate piled high with food, barely suppressing the urge to drool as she picked up her fork and started eating like there was no tomorrow.
"That was delicious." She patted her belly an hour later, groaning contently. She'd eaten almost every bite of the huge breakfast Esme fixed. The last mental count she had was five huge waffles, about a pound of scrambled eggs and hashbrowns, twenty strips of bacon and an entire pitcher of orange juice. She picked up her plate moving around the counter to the sink.
"I'll take that," Esme said, holding out her hand.
"No," Leah said, twisting to keep the plate out of Esme's grip. "I may be a 'mutt' but I do have manners." she couldn't have her mate thinking she was lazy.
"I would never call you that and I'm happy to do it," Esme said, grabbing the plate from Leah's hands before Leah could blink.
"That's just not right. You're using your vampire speed to take advantage of the injured," Leah grumped. "I'm not at one hundred percent yet."
"And if you were?" Esme asked, turning to the entrance of the kitchen.
"Then I'd-" Leah snatched the plate back from Esme, jogging around the counter to the sink, "Do that," she finished, dipping the plate into the soapy water below.
Esme blurred around Leah, took the plate, washed it, rinsed it, dried it, placed it in the rack and disappeared. Leah looked for Esme only to find her casually leaning against the refrigerator with a single eyebrow raised.
Leah glanced at the dinner table, her eyes drifted to the lone, empty orange juice pitcher. They locked eyes, each feeling the itch to continue this small game that started between them.
Esme blew past Leah, heading for the table. Once she had the container in hand, Leah tackled the vampire to the floor, trying to wrestle the pitcher from her hands. Esme pushed Leah away, running into the kitchen when her back hit the refrigerator. Leah's arms were on either side of her head, effectively trapping her.
"You're not acting very injured," Esme remarked quietly, staring deeply into Leah's eyes. She thought she saw them flash but assumed it was a trick of the light when she became suddenly aware of their bodies pressed tightly against each other.
"I'm starting to think it's a sickness that comes and goes," Leah whispered. Right on cue, fatigue washed over her as she crumbled. Esme caught her an inch from the ground. She carried the unconscious Leah back to the master bedroom and deposited her on the bed, carefully tucking her in.
"Please get better, I've only just found you," Esme said, her voice thick with emotion, wondering idly if the wrestling she and Leah engaged in had zapped all the younger woman's energy. Guilt began to bubble in her stomach and she reached out to brush back the dark hair that had fallen into the wolf's face.
Leah leaned into Esme's cool touch instinctively. "My Esme," the sleeping girl breathed, her lips just barely brushed the vampire's palm.
"Yours," Esme whispered with conviction. She slowly stroked Leah's hair while she watched the tension leave the girl's brow. She felt the unique presence of her family closing in and mournfully left Leah behind.
"We're back!" Alice chirped, jumping from the tree branch right beside the kitchen window into the house.
Rosalie rolled her eyes as she walked through the open back door. "She sensed us coming a mile away Alice. I'm sure she knows we're back."
"Aww, don't be a grumpy Gus, Rose." the Fae-like vampire pouted lightheartedly.
"I can be grumpy all I want, that smell immediately puts me on edge," Rosalie huffed, walking to her usual spot in Emmett's lap on the couch. "It almost makes me want to take our forty-first honeymoon just for the constant fresh air." she smiled at him, snuggling into his arms.
"As opposed to the honeymoon you didn't take this morning?" Edward deadpanned.
Alice glanced at Jasper slyly. "Did Edward just make a joke?"
"I do believe he did," Jasper drawled lightly.
Edward and Rosalie began to bicker and Esme only smiled at the scene. She wondered what would happen to her family once they found about her and Leah, whatever their connection was. It killed her to think that there may not be anymore moments like this one.
"And how was Leah?" Carlisle gave her chaste kiss, pulling her into his arms slightly and effectively breaking through her thoughts.
"She ate a huge portion of the breakfast I prepared for her. She seemed fine for awhile but fainted just a few moments after breakfast," Esme stated, trying to get comfortable in his embrace as she rested against him.
"I'll go check on her," Carlisle declared, seeing the worry clearly painted on her features. He blurred into the bedroom and approached the bed, cautiously watching Leah's sleeping form for any indications to her mood. She was incredibly raucous in her sleep for an ill young woman. She often growled and snapped at him in her sleep. It was completely baffling behavior to him. He did a few quick vital checks without having to disturb Leah much but when he reached for her arm to test her blood pressure he found his own being seized firmly.
The hold she had on Carlisle's wasn't yet painful, just uncomfortably tight. He refused to show his apprehension. "I thought it was only my younger patients that I have to coax with a parent at their bedside," he stated. He spoke lightly but Leah knew he meant it as a threat. She gave him a glare that could melt steel, let go of his wrist, and held out her arm, waiting for him to finish his checkup.
Carlisle looked at her with a smile once he finished. "See, now that wasn't so bad," he said in a pacifying tone that made Leah want to reach out and slap him.
She just settled for sneering. "If you offer me a lollipop. I may just have to hit you."
"I only give candy to the good patients," he said with a wry grin. Emmett's booming laugh was heard from downstairs.
She snorted not at all amused to his quick comeback. "So, what's the diagnosis?"
"You are mostly healthy and it's nearly time for you to have those stitches out. Your body is still exhibiting intense moments of what I could attribute to stress given the high spikes of blood pressure and the like." He studied her with a mild curious expression. "I'm told wolves don't get sick. Have you done anything different lately to bring about this illness?"
She didn't appreciate the way he was looking at her. It was like she could almost feel him looking through her. It was terribly unnerving but she refused to back down from his gaze. "No," was all she said.
He inclined his head, looking away and gathering the instruments he'd taken out of his medicine bag. "I'll leave you to rest." He said before closing the door behind him. He still felt the hostile gaze of the young woman on the other side as he began to descend the stairs.
"I'm sure you all heard the check up…" Carlisle started when he entered the living room.
"I heard how ungrateful she is," Rosalie snapped from her perch in Emmett's lap. "Why are we still taking care of that mutt?"
"Rosalie!" Esme hissed but she was ignored by the angry blonde.
"This is crazy! Carlisle's playing veterinarian when she could be part of a ploy for the wolves to infiltrate and execute us," she continued.
Alice glanced at the irate blonde. "I'd think she'd be a little nicer as she'd be trying to earn our trust if it was a ploy, Rose."
Rosalie stared back angrily, unable to bring herself to admit that Alice had a point.
"From what I could get from Jacob's mind. Leah is a loner. She wouldn't do anything unless it benefited herself or her brother, so I doubt she's faking this illness," Edward informed the family.
"Then that's all that matters," Carlisle stated.
"Car-"
He held up a hand to cut off the rest of Rosalie's reply. "I know you aren't the wolves' biggest fan but if Leah isn't an immediate threat to this family then we will take no action to delve deeper into her illness or its causes, especially since we have bigger obstacles to worry about."
"What's going on?" Esme asked, already feeling the concern for her family blossom in her chest.
"Alice had a few visions while we were out. It seems Victoria's decided to return to Forks yet again." Carlisle nodded to his daughter in question.
"She's been changing her decisions rapidly, making her extremely unpredictable," Edward said before Alice got a chance to.
"Well, she usually is," Emmett declared, his first real contribution to the conversation. He was much more interested in just being able to end the crazy redhead before she tried to hurt his family again.
"Not completely," Alice reminded everyone with a wry grin, tapping her temple unnecessarily.
"What are we going to do?" Jasper asked the obvious question.
Carlisle turned to Alice in silent question.
Alice allowed her eyes to cloud up as she stiffened, trying to concentrate on the remnants of the vision she saw earlier. She hoped to squeeze out any important detail she may have missed from before. "She'll be here tomorrow night," she announced to the room gravelly.
"What's our best option?" Jasper asked his former lover.
"We try to cut her off at the pass," Emmett answered with devious glee in his eyes.
-x-
The next day at dusk found six vampires standing in the cluster of trees, each facing a different direction while they waited for Alice to come out of her vision and let them know their next move.
"She's made the decision to go back into hiding," Alice finally said frustrated.
"So what now?" Rosalie asked impatiently. There were better things to do with her time than wait for little miss ginger vamp to show up.
"We go back," Carlisle answered.
As soon as he finished his statement, Alice stiffened and was pulled into another vision.
-x-
Leah shot up in bed with a gasp. She woke up with a burning need, clutching at the blanket beneath her fingers and clenched her thighs together to soothe her ache with no avail. Since she'd been a guest in the Cullen's home, her dreams had become more and more graphic than the next. They started as a simple walk in the park with Esme to taking vampire in the bathroom of a nightclub. It was like her subconscious had decided to spend a lot of its time torturing her to no end. So far the dreams were cut off before she could attempt to ravish her vampire, leaving her able to keep her composure around Esme. Now she was stuck craving so much more than the dreams provided. She groaned in frustration and bit her lip. She had to curb this hormone surge before it forced her to find Esme and reenact the dream.
The wolf stilled her breath, listening for any sound in the house. She lifted her hand hesitantly moving it into the waistband of her shorts. She was not at all surprised to feel wetness seep onto her fingertips.
Light footsteps barely perceptible to the average human's eardrums pounded against Leah's eardrums and she ripped her hand away from her shorts. She quickly rolled over on her side so that her back now faced the door. Her face burned in embarrassment as her imprint's scent wafted to her nose from just outside the door.
Leah heard the knob turn impossibly slow as Esme let the door open just wide enough for her to slip through. She heard no other sounds in the room until Esme placed the tray on a small side table. The tiny clatter of dishes was deafening in the large room.
It seemed as though several lifetimes had passed until Leah finally sensed Esme standing over the bed. It was really only mere seconds. She kept her eyes shut and deepened her breathing, hoping to discourage the vampire to disturb her.
She was still turned on but the utter mortification eclipsed the immense arousal she felt. Chilled air to her heated flesh made Leah open her eyes. Esme stood before her with blackened eyes, her chest heaving with unnecessary breaths. Her eyes zeroed in on Leah's right hand before grabbing it in a nearly crushing grip.
"What are you..." Leah didn't get a chance to finish as Esme's mouth descended on her middle and ring fingers, pulling the digits deep into her mouth.
Esme's eyes rolled back in her head as if she'd just tasted the finest ambrosia. She pulled Leah's fingers from her mouth with a small pop. The vampire's tongue bathed the rest of the younger girl's hand, gathering any other hint of her essence.
Leah jerked her wrist once, bringing the vampire on top of her body. The kiss was a harsh and heated meeting of soft lips and sharp teeth. Leah shivered slightly at the coolness of Esme's lips and sank her hands deep into the thick auburn locks, as the kiss turned softer and more loving. Leah broke the kiss for air and licked her lips, surprised to find how much she enjoyed the taste of herself on Esme's lips. Esme remained on top of Leah, soaking up the comforting heat from her body. Her eyes had slowly returned to their normal rich shade.
They looked at each other in silence just feeling the love and contentment wash over them through each end of the bond. "What are we doing?" Esme said, breaking the tender silence between them.
"Following our destiny," Leah said dreamily, still lost in pools of liquid gold.
Esme smiled widely as Leah felt her face heat up while she wished for a hole to crawl into. She let her head cradle into the curtain of hair to her right. "Please let that slide." she mumbled.
"I can't," Esme said.
Leah huffed. "I know it wasn't exactly the classic Greek love poems you're used to but it was the first thing that came to mind."
"That doesn't mean I didn't enjoy it," Esme said, giving Leah a light kiss. "But you can try again if you like?"
"I don't want to try again. I stick by my remark," Leah said, flipping them over with the rest of her strength. "I want us to finish-"
Esme's eyes twinkled. "Following our dest-?" she was cut off as Leah captured her lips once more.
-x-
"Alice? Alice? What is it? What did you see?" Carlisle looked back and forth between the distraught Alice and an equally upset Jasper.
"We can't go back." Alice touched her cheeks lightly, a little stunned to find venom on her fingertips.
Carlisle became alarmed, stepping closer to his daughter. "What? What do you mean?"
"I-I don't know but something happens if we go back now. Something really bad. I heard screams and crashes." Alice looked frightened. "It was kind of blurry in some parts but we just can't...we can't go back yet."
"So we don't go back, darling. It's okay." Jasper pulled his ex-wife and best friend into a reassuring hug while everyone else looked on.
Alice shifted in the hug enough to tap her fingers rhythmically against the pocket that held her phone, away from the ever observant eyes of her family. She hoped this last second decision wouldn't be all for naught.
-x-
Leah had Esme pinned beneath her, reveling in the slow open-mouth kisses they were sharing. Esme's cell phone chimed and vibrated in her pocket and they broke apart. She reached into Esme's pocket and handed her the phone.
The vampire glanced over the device quickly. "Alice says they will be here in exactly four minutes and twenty-three seconds," she said with a sigh, sitting up when Leah got off the bed slowly. "Can we talk before you go to bed?"
It was a completely valid question but for Leah it completely shattered the good mood she was enjoying.
"Not today," she replied shortly. She wasn't ready to talk about her imprinting so soon. She was beginning to feel the emotional drain from confiding in her mother just yesterday come back and all she wanted to do was take a shower and think.
"I think we really should-" Esme started, disregarding Leah's tone.
Leah knew Esme deserved the truth and she didn't deserve to be subject to her misplaced anger. "Please," she pleaded, pulling the vampire close and kissing her soundly. She poured all her love and lust into their connection smirking when she could practically feel the vampire's heart drum lightly in her chest.
"I promise that I'll tell you everything you want before I leave but right now I'd kill for a hot shower." She finished and stood making her way to the bathroom, feeling as if she could conquer the world.
"Okay," Esme said smiling softly. She was placated if only for the moment. She sighed happily only to pause when she realized the entire room was scented with a thick layer of lust.
The vampire became a pearl and caramel colored blur as she stripped the bed, put the sheets in the washing machine, and redressed the bed before her family made it back in the house. She cracked the window, closed the bedroom door, and went to meet her family.
-x-
Leah knew the exact moment that the coven made it back home. Esme's subtle scent was soon overpowered by the repugnant cloud of rot and honey. She squeezed a large dollop of cranberry scented body wash on her mesh sponge and worked it into a quick lather to drown out the smell as best as she could. She grinned widely, humming quietly to herself while she played back the events that happened just mere moments before. It was a particularly large step between she and Esme and it made her feel better than she had in days. Suddenly, Rosalie's near screech broke the bubble of solitude she had unconsciously built around herself.
"…psycho vamp!"
Leah paused and tried to listen in on the vampire's conversation. The two words bringing a hurried shush from most of the coven and a stern 'Rosalie' from Carlisle. She soon gave up because now all she could hear was a dull murmur between them. It must be pretty important if they were taking such big precautions to keep her from overhearing. She shook off her annoyance and finished showering. She stepped out of the shower and realized she never got any clothes to put on for afterward. She was debating how long before someone would check up on her when a knock came from the bathroom door.
"Just a minute," She called out.
"Here's some clothing, Lassie," Rosalie's voice said through the door then Leah heard fabric hitting the floor.
Leah marched to the door and hurled it open, not bothering to grab a towel. She was ready to bitch at Rosalie but another body was on the other side, holding out her clothes.
"I apologize for Rosalie, that was not what I asked her to do," Esme said, addressing Leah's toned abdomen as her eyes tracked a water droplet that had started a course towards Leah's belly button. She tossed Leah her clothes and closed the door before her resolve crumbled and she finished what they'd started earlier.
-End of Chapter Six-
Well, that was Lesme's second coherent meeting and their third meeting all together. I promised more interaction in this chapter, did I deliver? What'd you think of the first kiss I kind of sprung up there on you? Hate or loved it? Were you expecting something different? Tell me in a review or PM! :D
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Until next time
~MC