Hey, here is Chapter 9 enjoy!
It was like someone was trying to wake me from a deep sleep. I wanted to wake up but I couldn’t move there was too much pain. That’s when I heard the voice, his beautiful voice.
“No Nessie, don’t stop breathing. Keep your heart beating, breath Nessie breathe!” Jacob sobbed over my chest.
“Jacob, you need to let me look at her, it’s the only way to save her,” Carlisle said, worry in his calm voice. Jacob didn’t say anything but leaned back and took my hand.
“Ed...Edward, she is going to be okay, isn’t she?” I heard mum sob in her wind chime voice.
“Of course,” I heard dad determinedly, the ones I loved were in pain; I had to wake up to tell them that they shouldn’t be afraid. With all my effort I pushed my eyelids open.
“J...Ja...Jake,” I spluttered.
“Nessie, its okay sweetie I have you everything’s going to be alright.” He sobbed.
“Nessie, you need to hold still for me okay?” Carlisle said. I re closed my eyes and focused on having Jake forever.
There was a strange pulling sensation on my scalp and I tried not to picture a needle and thread, it wasn’t hard the pain from my stomach was worse.
“Can I do anything to help?” I heard dad ask,
“Yes you can see if you can get that blade out of her without tearing her stomach, if you can’t then we will have to perform live surgery here.” Carlisle whispered in a concerned tone, “watch out for her ribs their broken.” Carlisle said in a disgusted voice.
“He broke all of her ribs?” my dad spat. Carlisle nodded solemnly.
“That bastard, I can’t sit here and let Emmet and Jasper get all the revenge!” he said, the words whipping out of his mouth in a flurry. Jasper and Emmet were here? Poor Jasper I know how he hated the smell of human blood but then again I didn’t smell as bad to him as I was half vampire.
My thoughts were interrupted as Jacob squeezed my hand and ran off into the darkness to where Emmet and Jasper were probably standing with Nahul. I tried to listen out for any sounds that would indicate him getting hurt but instead heard a strange high pitched screeching sound and an ear piercing scream that surly didn’t come from any human creature. Through my own pain I tried to pull my head up but it was locked in Carlisle’s stone arms.
Then my mind came back to focus and I put the two together, the scream was my own; it was me in pain, I was that awful sound.
“Nessie, Nessie, its ok you’re going to be fine!” mum cried hysterically, “Carlisle we need to get her back to Forks!” mum added her voice cracking at the end.
“I am not sure if it is feasible, she is bleeding heavily. If we moved her Emmet, Jasper and Alice will have to take Nahul in the car. I don’t like the sound of them being alone when there are still 16 newborns on the loose. “Carlisle murmured in thought.
“Let’s go now, before she gets any worse,” Jacob said in a panicked tone, I hadn’t heard him return from the darkness.
“Okay, Bella go and assist the others to get Nahul into the car and then come and ride with us.” Carlisle said more urgently now. I heard the high my scream again as I got lifted off the ground, causing a severe pain in my torso.
“Morphine, give her some morphine Edward!” mum called as she hurried into the darkness. Slowly I felt the cold sensation of the morphine spread through my body, letting me drift into unconsciousness in no pain.
It was the second time in a month that I had woken to the annoying bleeping sound. My eyelids fluttered open and they met the same sight, but this time the Denali coven was crowded in the doorway but there was a bigger difference, a difference that upset me.
“Where is he?” I stammered my voice croaky, “Jake, Jake, mum where is Jake!” I cried raising my voice as I looked around seeing that he wasn’t there.
“Nessie oh my Nessie, it’s ok my honey. Jacob is...um he is taking care of Nahul.” Mum stammered looking uneasy. As I looked around I saw that Emmet and Jasper were absent to. Then I remembered the clips from my pain, they were hazy but they were still their; Jacob had been angry, no furious that Nahul had caused me pain and I was sure he was venting some of his anger on Nahul now.
As much as I hated Nahul for putting me and my loved ones through this pain, I could understand why he did it. He thought it was the only way; he thought I loved him. If I had lost my family I would probably go mad, and that was what he was. Nahul was mad.
“I am going to see if Jacob needs a hand.” Dad muttered kissing mum’s forehead then mine. We all knew what this meant, dad wanted to give Nahul a taste of his own medicine alike Jacob. Nahul was going to be dead soon and I could concentrate on recovering. As soon as I thought about that I realised that my life would not go back to normal, there were still newborns on the loose causing havoc and with that came the Volturi. My biggest problem.
It was like someone was trying to wake me from a deep sleep. I wanted to wake up but I couldn’t move there was too much pain. That’s when I heard the voice, his beautiful voice.
“No Nessie, don’t stop breathing. Keep your heart beating, breath Nessie breathe!” Jacob sobbed over my chest.
“Jacob, you need to let me look at her, it’s the only way to save her,” Carlisle said, worry in his calm voice. Jacob didn’t say anything but leaned back and took my hand.
“Ed...Edward, she is going to be okay, isn’t she?” I heard mum sob in her wind chime voice.
“Of course,” I heard dad determinedly, the ones I loved were in pain; I had to wake up to tell them that they shouldn’t be afraid. With all my effort I pushed my eyelids open.
“J...Ja...Jake,” I spluttered.
“Nessie, its okay sweetie I have you everything’s going to be alright.” He sobbed.
“Nessie, you need to hold still for me okay?” Carlisle said. I re closed my eyes and focused on having Jake forever.
There was a strange pulling sensation on my scalp and I tried not to picture a needle and thread, it wasn’t hard the pain from my stomach was worse.
“Can I do anything to help?” I heard dad ask,
“Yes you can see if you can get that blade out of her without tearing her stomach, if you can’t then we will have to perform live surgery here.” Carlisle whispered in a concerned tone, “watch out for her ribs their broken.” Carlisle said in a disgusted voice.
“He broke all of her ribs?” my dad spat. Carlisle nodded solemnly.
“That bastard, I can’t sit here and let Emmet and Jasper get all the revenge!” he said, the words whipping out of his mouth in a flurry. Jasper and Emmet were here? Poor Jasper I know how he hated the smell of human blood but then again I didn’t smell as bad to him as I was half vampire.
My thoughts were interrupted as Jacob squeezed my hand and ran off into the darkness to where Emmet and Jasper were probably standing with Nahul. I tried to listen out for any sounds that would indicate him getting hurt but instead heard a strange high pitched screeching sound and an ear piercing scream that surly didn’t come from any human creature. Through my own pain I tried to pull my head up but it was locked in Carlisle’s stone arms.
Then my mind came back to focus and I put the two together, the scream was my own; it was me in pain, I was that awful sound.
“Nessie, Nessie, its ok you’re going to be fine!” mum cried hysterically, “Carlisle we need to get her back to Forks!” mum added her voice cracking at the end.
“I am not sure if it is feasible, she is bleeding heavily. If we moved her Emmet, Jasper and Alice will have to take Nahul in the car. I don’t like the sound of them being alone when there are still 16 newborns on the loose. “Carlisle murmured in thought.
“Let’s go now, before she gets any worse,” Jacob said in a panicked tone, I hadn’t heard him return from the darkness.
“Okay, Bella go and assist the others to get Nahul into the car and then come and ride with us.” Carlisle said more urgently now. I heard the high my scream again as I got lifted off the ground, causing a severe pain in my torso.
“Morphine, give her some morphine Edward!” mum called as she hurried into the darkness. Slowly I felt the cold sensation of the morphine spread through my body, letting me drift into unconsciousness in no pain.
It was the second time in a month that I had woken to the annoying bleeping sound. My eyelids fluttered open and they met the same sight, but this time the Denali coven was crowded in the doorway but there was a bigger difference, a difference that upset me.
“Where is he?” I stammered my voice croaky, “Jake, Jake, mum where is Jake!” I cried raising my voice as I looked around seeing that he wasn’t there.
“Nessie oh my Nessie, it’s ok my honey. Jacob is...um he is taking care of Nahul.” Mum stammered looking uneasy. As I looked around I saw that Emmet and Jasper were absent to. Then I remembered the clips from my pain, they were hazy but they were still their; Jacob had been angry, no furious that Nahul had caused me pain and I was sure he was venting some of his anger on Nahul now.
As much as I hated Nahul for putting me and my loved ones through this pain, I could understand why he did it. He thought it was the only way; he thought I loved him. If I had lost my family I would probably go mad, and that was what he was. Nahul was mad.
“I am going to see if Jacob needs a hand.” Dad muttered kissing mum’s forehead then mine. We all knew what this meant, dad wanted to give Nahul a taste of his own medicine alike Jacob. Nahul was going to be dead soon and I could concentrate on recovering. As soon as I thought about that I realised that my life would not go back to normal, there were still newborns on the loose causing havoc and with that came the Volturi. My biggest problem.
“Gerard committed suicide last night” Zoey said. “I found him hanging in our bedroom”
Daphne covered her mouth. “Oh my God, that’s…awful” she said
Daphne threw her arms around Zoey and Zoey faked a few tears and sobs. She pushed Daphne away and said she had to tell Alexia. She put her purse on the dresser, knowing Daphne would see the letter and be too curious to leave it where it is.
And indeed, a minute later, Daphne stormed outside, hysterically crying how everything was her fault.
Zoey walked back inside, trusting Daphne would need some time to calm down. She opened Daphne’s computer and connected a portable hard drive to it. The hard drive contained a fake video of Cas doing things with Alexia.
Zoey copied the video to Daphne’s files and then removed the hard drive. She closed the computer and called Alexia.
“Let’s go, Lex” she said. “We’re going to your grandparents”
Daphne covered her mouth. “Oh my God, that’s…awful” she said
Daphne threw her arms around Zoey and Zoey faked a few tears and sobs. She pushed Daphne away and said she had to tell Alexia. She put her purse on the dresser, knowing Daphne would see the letter and be too curious to leave it where it is.
And indeed, a minute later, Daphne stormed outside, hysterically crying how everything was her fault.
Zoey walked back inside, trusting Daphne would need some time to calm down. She opened Daphne’s computer and connected a portable hard drive to it. The hard drive contained a fake video of Cas doing things with Alexia.
Zoey copied the video to Daphne’s files and then removed the hard drive. She closed the computer and called Alexia.
“Let’s go, Lex” she said. “We’re going to your grandparents”
The next morning.
Zoey was talking with the mortician, while Alexia was watching cartoons. At least Zoey was under the impression Alexia was watching cartoons. Until her little girl let out a shriek.
“Mommy!”
Zoey, scared something had happened to Alexia, jumped up and ran into the sitting room. Alexia was staring at the screen.
“Lex, what’s going on? You almost gave mommy a heart attack” Zoey said and swallowed a few times to calm down.
“Mommy, come look” Alexia said breathless. “Uncle Emmanuel is on TV”
Zoey rushed to the television and increased the volume.
“Last night the police arrested a man named Castiel for the abuse of a four year old girl” the newsreader said.
“Alexia, go play outside” Zoey said trembling.
“Why do they call him Castiel, mommy? His name’s Emmanuel” Alexia said confused.
“Now!” Zoey yelled and Alexia ran outside.
Zoey was talking with the mortician, while Alexia was watching cartoons. At least Zoey was under the impression Alexia was watching cartoons. Until her little girl let out a shriek.
“Mommy!”
Zoey, scared something had happened to Alexia, jumped up and ran into the sitting room. Alexia was staring at the screen.
“Lex, what’s going on? You almost gave mommy a heart attack” Zoey said and swallowed a few times to calm down.
“Mommy, come look” Alexia said breathless. “Uncle Emmanuel is on TV”
Zoey rushed to the television and increased the volume.
“Last night the police arrested a man named Castiel for the abuse of a four year old girl” the newsreader said.
“Alexia, go play outside” Zoey said trembling.
“Why do they call him Castiel, mommy? His name’s Emmanuel” Alexia said confused.
“Now!” Zoey yelled and Alexia ran outside.
The door of Meg’s motel room opened and Meg stared at the door way. She was still stuck under the Key of Solomon.
“Anna told me you were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could you get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a safe distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless you do something. Personally, I don’t care if you killed that man or not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If you do the right thing, then I guarantee you Dean and I will never try to kill you again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do you want me to do?” she asked.
“Anna told me you were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could you get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a safe distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless you do something. Personally, I don’t care if you killed that man or not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If you do the right thing, then I guarantee you Dean and I will never try to kill you again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do you want me to do?” she asked.
