His Little Mystery

24

A few weeks later.
I stand on the balcony with Bree, Bella's ribs keep breaking. I would have hated to see my mother during this.

I see Jacob's bike pull up and I flash down. "Jake."

"It's true," Jacob growls. "They're back early." He shoves past me.

I flash up and stop in front of him before e goes closer to Bella. "Back up, dog."

"Es, it's okay." Bella says weakly. "Rose, helps me up."

I hesitantly move out of Jacob's way, and Rosalie carefully helps Bella stand. Bella pulls her shirt over her huge stomach, and rage fills Jacob's eyes.

He storms up to Edward and yells, "YOU DID THIS TO HER!"

I flash over and shove him back. "Easy."

Jacob glares at us all before storming out. I flash into the balcony, and see him kick his dirt bike and he phases. Sam's about to figure it out now. I narrow my eyes at the trees.

"Mom," I hear Bree. "Go hunt. We will watch Bella."

I jump off the balcony, doing my catwoman landing again before flashing into the trees. U freeze at the treaty line, and see Sam growling viciously at me. He knows.

My eyes widen when he narrows his brown eyes into my red ones. I gasp before flashing up.

"Sam knows." I mumble. "He was just growling viciously at me." I see Jacob with the Cullen's, in a room away from Bella. "Jacob?"

He nods towards me, and faces Carlisle again. "Sam has lost the element of surprise, and he doesn't want to take you on out numbered. So( he's not gonna come at you head on. He's got this place surrounded, and he'll wait for his opportunity."

"Lucky he didn't kill me," I sigh.

"He won't." Jacobs says. "Because is who your father is.."

"He won't get through without a fight," Emmett says from behind me~ Bree is beside him, eager.

"No fights," Carlisle speaks up. "We won't be the ones to break the treaty."

"The treaty is void," Jacob sighs. "At least, in Sam's mind."

"Not in ours," Esme coos.

"Carlisle," Emmett speaks up, "nobody's hunted in weeks."

"We'll make due." Esme Dad, looking at my dark red hungry eyes.

"Jacob," Carlisle says, "you've done ya a great service, thank you."
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Bella has fallen asleep on the couch, her head on my lap. Bree is sitting on the arm hair, Edward and Emmett are behind us. Esme is in the chair beside Bree, and Rosalie beside Maverick.

Jacob walks in, the tension in the room shows.

"Rosalie, go and get something for Jacob from the kitchen." Esme says.

Jacob sits at Bella's feet. "No thanks. I don't want anything with blondie's spit in it."

"She wouldn't embarrass me with such poor hospitality." Esme coos.

"Of course," Rosalie says with a smirk before going to the kitchen.

"It just broke another rib." Edward sighs.

Rosalie comes back with a metal bowl, and a sandwich in it. I close my mouth to keep from laughing at Jacob's scrunched up face.

"Oh, and don't make a big deal out of it." Rosalie says. "Even normal, human babies have been known to break a rib."

Jacob takes a bite of the sandwich. He stands, and throws the bowl at Rosalie's head. I burst into a fit of giggles as Edward chuckles.

Rosalie turns around with a scowl. "You got. FOOD in my hair!"

Jacob smirks with his mouth still fool, and poor Esme looks so embarrassed. I look down at Bella and I sigh. Why did this have to happen to this family?

I sigh at the thought and l grab Bella's hand. I close my eyes and I frown- seeing her thoughts, unlike Aro.

"She is slowly dying." I say with a sad frown. "I don't know if I can take this."

"You have to," Bree coos, takin me hand. "You have all of us, mom."

Bella slowly wakes up, and Edward helps her sit.

"I think Jacob's right." Edward says with a sigh.

"What?" i question.

"Jacob had an idea." Edward sighs.

"It wasn't an idea, it was a snide comment." Jacob snickers.

"Well, spit it out." I hiss.

"That it might be looking for something to sink it's teeth into," Jacob replies.

"I'll try anything." Bella gasps as another rib breaks.

"Come on, mom." Bree says as my eyes darken in hunger. "Let's get you out of here."

Bree flashes me outside, and I play my shaky hands against a tree. Emmett flashes out here, and places a strong hand on my back.

"Just breathe, Es." Emmett coos. "Just breath. Her pulse went up, the blood is working."

I cannot hear anything through the venom pulsing in my ears. A whimper leaves my throat as I sit down, and my family all hold onto me. I haven't gotten ahold of the animal diet. I can't hunt because Sam might kill me.

"Screw it." I growl. "I'm hunting. If I don't come back, protect Nessie." With that, I flash away.