The Carver Café [Edward/Jacob]

15

"The Chief's daughter was attacked." Mike says, in a whisper as if it would keep the entire house from hearing him. This was bad. It was the worst news they'd received so far. It meant that the public would soon start panicking. If the Chief of the Forks Police Department's daughter could become a target, anyone could be next.

Considering that Jacob's no longer on the case, he takes in the information, but there's not a lot he can do to look into it.  He's pretty sure that Uley had asked that Mike keep the information that he gave Jacob to a minimum. The information he'd been giving recently was less centered around the case and more focused on the people's reactions to what was happening. The updates are a mere courtesy at this point. He gives a low hum to show that he's at least paying attention.

Edward, on the other hand, flies forward suddenly, eyes wide and head turning so that he can get a better look at Mike. 

"Daughter?" He asks, intrigue clear in his eyes, but Jacob could tell from the sound of his voice that it was a bit more than that. There was some kind of a connection here. He finally turns over to look at Mike as well.

Mike, who seems startled to suddenly have their full attention, sits a bit straighter in his chair. He looks between the both of them nervously.

"Yeah, Isabella Swan." He says, looking over at Jacob pointedly before looking back over at Edward.

Jacob looks over at Edward as well. Bella Swan? What was so special about her? Jacob's seen her a few times in his life. She'd lived in Forks for a couple of years when they were still teenagers. It was right around the time Chief Dwyer had moved back into town. From the look in Edward's eyes, there was clearly more than just recognition, like he was flipping through old memories that Jacob didn't have access to. Jacob, against his better judgement, looked over at Mike who looked like he knew more than he was telling.

"Do you know her?" Jacob asks Mike, hoping to get them talking again.

"Yeah, we were friends in high school," He says looking at Jacob as if he should already know what he was talking about, "she ended up moving away after, though. Remember?"

Jacob wracks his memory for that name or the weirdly vague story to go along with it. He eventually catches hold of something. 

"Listen, man, I know we didn't go to the same schools, but I know you heard about how weird they are."

Jacob really didn't remember much about the public high school, let alone the students in it.

"He just gives off serial killer vibes, is all I'm sayin'." Mike hisses. He's seemed to have really worked himself up, completely forgetting about the basket of cheese in front of him.

"He even dated one of our friends." Mike was whispering now, almost as if they were gossiping. "She was in love with him, Man. One couldn't be seen without the other. I haven't seen her since graduation. Her dad lives here. Word is they broke up, but what if he -?" Mike stops in his little rant to run his pointer finger in front of his throat.

"Or maybe she avoids a town where her ex lives." He said, eyes now settling for drawing patterns on the table.

So, this was the ex and, from the look on Edward's face and his reaction to the news, their might still be some type of feelings there. Jacob feels his stomach sinking before he can even process the information fully. Just as he thought, succumbing to the imprint would give him some form of peace, at least for a little while.

"Hurt?" Edward asks, seemingly only being able to ask one-word questions.

"Yeah, she got attacked, like, right outside the hospital." Mike answers, "She's currently unconscious, no one is being let in to see her besides the Chief so I don't really know how bad it is."