Chapter forty-three: Chloe

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"There's just one thing I have to do." Alice spoke as we entered the house that we were all staying in for the next two days. Alice continued through the house, and I looked around. It was old. Possibly built in the early 1900's. "Ness, why don't you go to the second room to the right. Someone's been waiting to see you." Mum instructed and she placed the healing vampire on the couch. I followed her instructions opening the door. Sitting in a portable cot was a little girl, looking no more than four weeks old. "Chloe." I gasped, sweeping her into my arms. She began cooing, reaching up to me. I began softly crying. I had missed her so much.

But where was her brother? I looked around the room, but he wasn't found. "Mum!" I screamed, thinking the worst. He had been taken. My little J.J was taken from me. "Ness. It's ok. What's wrong?" Mum hushed, wrapping me in her arms. "J.J." I sobbed. "He's with your father. We only brought Chloe. He's safe." "He's w-with dad?" I asked again, and she nodded. Knowing he was safe calmed me, but I held Chloe closer to my chest. "I'm going to go see what Alice is doing." She whispered, kissing my hairline before leaving.

"I missed you baby girl." I spoke, cradling my daughter in my arms. "I kept thinking about you. If you were growing up like me. Are you special too?" she smiled up at me, as if she understood, before I tickled her tummy. She squealed, giggling. "You know I love you Chloe. I won't ever leave you. We'll be home soon and everything will be alright." I told her, looking up at the room, seeing it for the first time. It was dark, the curtain drawn. The room was covered with white paper stuck to the walls, drawings overlapping them self's. I didn't want to get too close, I could see they weren't meant to be shared publicly. "Why don't we go see Aunt Alice?" I asked nobody, the room giving off bad vibes. I exited, and I knew I had to ask mum to move my daughter out of there.

Who had been looking after her anyway? There was nobody here? I walked back into the living room, sitting down with my little girl. Looking around, it was an old house. Photo's littered the walls and shelves, and I began scanning them all from my seat. There were a few of a very old couple, then older photo's of when they were younger. There were many photos of a young woman, the period old. The owners mother maybe? There was one photo of a woman with Alice, the woman in a wedding dress while my aunt hadn't changed at all in the years. Did this woman know about us? Is this why Alice brought us here?

"Hey." Alice smiled, walking in. She smiled softly, seeing my daughter in my arms. "You know the person living here?" I asked her. "I knew her, yes. She was my niece." "Oh. I'm so sorry." I explained, realising what she was saying. This house was a family members. Alice looked into the distance, a glassy stare. A vision. I waited, curious as to what she saw. She quickly blinked, looking at me. "They're home. They are all home." She told me, shocked. "Why?" I asked. "I mean, why is that a surprise? Wouldn't they return if they lost hope of me?"

"But we'll still be there." Mum spoke, entering. "Well, our scents." She corrected. "I was hoping they wouldn't. That Jacob or Edward would want to see that the building was burnt." Alice spoke quickly, and I could see she was looking into the future, finding anything helpful. "They'll be home at sunrise tomorrow." She stated, and I saw mum look at Alec. "They'll think someone lived. That the voltori has survived. If anyone knows Alec-" "Bella." Alice spoke. "We just have to wait. We'll wait until Alec wakes up. He shouldn't be long now." 

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