Chapter 4; Food and phone calls

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Briar POV
"Okay, first things first what has she been eating?" "Nothing really. She's unable to hold any food down, if this continues she will need an IV" I nodded "Do you vamps have any leaders?" "We have the Volturi" "Okay, call them and inform them of the situation. Maybe they know something, or can help us"

Carlisle nodded and turned to leave, but I grabbed his jacket sleeve. Carlisle turned to me confused "Yes, Briar? What is it?" "Do you have any blood bags?" He looked confused, but nodded then he disappeared. Only to reappear with a cold blood bag in his hands.

I quickly took it then began looking for oatmeal and eggs. "What are you doing?" He asked "Testing a theory" I then began making oatmeal and scrambled eggs with half a pint of blood each I also mixed in salt and pepper with the eggs, and cinnamon and brown sugar with the oatmeal. Carlisle watched me in curiosity. When the food finished I began serving it.

I walked into the living room with Carlisle to see everyone else had left while Jacob was trying to talk Bella out of the pregnant. I glared at him and clears my throat "Please leaves, Jacob. Bella needs to eat" he stood up and stormed out. Carlisle gave him a disapproving look before turning back to me.

"I don't know why you're even trying. I immediately throw up every thing that I eat" Bella muttered "You just haven't had my cooking yet" I set it up in front of her then grabbed a spoon and scooped up a bite of oatmeal. Bella gave me a 'really?' Look while Carlisle got a bucket ready. I shrugged and held the spoon up to her lips. Her nose twitched, and she looked at the spoon curiously. She took the bite, chewed and swallowed.

Her eyes widened and she lunged towards the bowl. "Calm down, calm down!" I quickly began feeding her. Carlisle looked surprised but quickly exited the room. Most likely to write down notes, and call the Volturi. I continued feeding her until all the food was gone. Bella sighed in contentment "Thanks Brooke" I winced at the mention of my dead name, but nodded nonetheless.

"Get some rest. I'll be in the kitchen doing dishes if you need anything" I stood up and gathered the dishes and walked into the kitchen. I scrubbed all the dishes and loaded them in the dishwasher. Then I wiped down the counters, and threw away the empty blood bag.

Once done my phone started to ring and I looked down to see the caller ID. My eyes widened and I quickly answered "Hello...?" "Hey little sib. How's it going?" "Amber?!"

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