Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Venom

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 38:

Dave’s POV

“Nothing? No leads at all?” I asked the vampire sitting in front of me and Agent Levoi.

“No Dave. We have nothing.” Garrett responded. Out of the six vampires that were the official protectors of the United States against other vampires of this world, Garrett was the one I trusted the most. He fought for my Country at the beginning. He ran from Irkalla when the chance presented itself. Plus he seemed to be the calmest, most reasonable and most strategic. Six months ago, Jake and Bella agreed that making a deal with these six would be in the nation’s best interest. They had performed admirably. The young ones never talked. They were creepy. Very creepy. They stayed away from the Whitehouse.

Demetri was a bit reserved. Charlotte… it was hard to believe someone as sweet as her could be a vampire.

Peter Whitlock was scary.

Intense would probably be a better word. Scarily intense. But they lived up to their bargain. When I introduced them to the world, officially, apparently the vampire population was shocked according to Garrett that the Volturi had sided with the US. At least the three most powerful members of their guard. Mass feedings by rogue groups of vampires had come to a halt. Our six vampires had found and destroyed only four such groups over the past 6 months, including one in Mexico led by a notorious vampire warlord named Maria. Peter was especially gung ho about that one.

Despite those successes shared with the world on every news outlet, we could not find one vampire we desperately wanted to kill. Not even Demetri could find the bastard.

“You know what we know Mr. President. Latest victim is Tyler Crowley. Forks High graduate, same class as Bella Swan. Note left at the scene taunting Bella. No demands. Bodies mutilated, organs pulled out. Handwriting matches Jack the Ripper and another serial killer in America who was listed as a probable Jack the Ripper suspect due his presence in London at the time of the Ripper killings. H.H. Holmes. Widely recognized as the first recognizable American Serial Killer. Arrested and hung in 1896. Also most likely, he was a vampire at the time and was easily able to fake his death.” Levoi rehashed.

“The scent left on scene identifies the killer as the same vampire responsible for Missouri, Dave.” Garrett added on.

“But how do we find him gentlemen? I thought Demetri was able to find anyone?”

“He can. Except for Irkalla. No vampire powers work on her. He gets glimpse of Holmes but they are gone before we can react.” Levoi stated more calmly than I felt.

“So that means Holmes is with Irkalla.” I concluded.

“Yes. We believe so. So even if we do find him, we can’t do anything.” Garrett pointed out the obvious.

“But Bella could have another shot at her.” Levoi added on.

“But, without that box all she can do…”

“We are looking for the box.” I told them before the conversation went down a road I didn’t want it to. I wanted a focus on finding this Holmes.

“Bella could at least put her in pieces. This time we could keep the pieces separated. Burn them and monitor the venom. Watch it…” Levoi tried.

“Where is Bella, Dave? What have the Wolves been doing?” Garrett asked.

I took a deep breath. How much to tell him?

I either trusted him or I didn’t.

“Nothing. Bella has done nothing. She and the Pack have been in Wyoming. They are training. They patrol the Northwest but so far have found no vampires. Bella is… safe.”

“Bella is not meant to be safe. She is meant to be finding and fighting Irkalla.” Garrett told me.

“She doesn’t know where Irkalla is. She is in no condition to be fighting right now in any case. She is seven months pregnant. She is doing what she needs to do. Tomorrow she will be back in La Push. The Pack is moving back. I tried to talk them out of it but Tribe members are slowly returning so the Pack will be there to protect them. She is also getting married tomorrow, so I will have satellites all over the area looking out for hostiles. I don’t want your team there Garrett but I want you close. Oregon perhaps. Ready in the event Irkalla pulls something.

“Of course. I’m just surprised Jake has been able to keep Bella from becoming involved. With the murder of her former classmates, the Crowley kid, Newton, Cheney, Stanley, The Mallory family, the letters to her, then…”

“Bella doesn’t know. Graham hasn’t told her under my instructions Garrett.”

This seemed to surprise Garrett. I knew Graham was not happy about this.

“She doesn’t know her mother is missing? Has been missing for months?” Garrett whispered.

“No. My call. It is our job to stop these murders. She will be informed after her baby is born and she is recovered. Until then…”

“Others could die Dave!”

“That’s why we are going to stop it Garrett. So find me leads. I want this son of a bitch.”

“She has a right to know. At least about her mother. How does she not know?” Garrett asked.

“Bella and her mother had a falling out and her mother left the Ranch.” I explained. “Her mother was taken a week later and her step father murdered. Vampire. Simple draining. No note left on the scene.”

“Dave are you seriously telling me that she does not have a right to know about this?” Garrett asked, anger beginning to surface in his eyes.

“Use your fucking super vampire brain Garrett. Why do you think this is happening?”

“Irkalla is targeting Bella.” He said stating the obvious.

“Exactly. But why old classmates? Her mother? Psychological warfare Garrett. Irkalla is not trying to offer a trade, Bella’s life for her mother or friends. Irkalla is slaughtering them and laughing about it. Bella would not be able to stop it because she can’t find Irkalla any better than we can. But Bella would be devastated. Irkalla is fucking with her head. At least she would be if Bella knew about it.”

“Bella will find out eventually.” Levoi told me. I understood he was upset about this but I appreciated his loyalty.

“I know. She will be upset with me. It is not my job to be liked. She can hate me later if it means she is happy now and focused on what is important. Irkalla will come back. We all have to be ready. Bella has to be mentally focused. Her babies have to be born. The Box has to be found. When that happens we act. If I have to be the bad guy to keep her happy then I will be the bad guy. But she will not find out about these murders. Not now. You two have the job of stopping these murders. Find this fucker and tear him to pieces.”

“Did you say babies? How many is she having?” Garrett asked.

“Yes. Twins. A boy and a girl. Apparently twins run in the Black family. So please, work with me here Garrett. Keep working to find this Holmes guy. If Irkalla is with him run. Graham, continue to track down Bella’s old associates.”

“I spoke to Charlie the other night and casually asked about Bella in school. He didn’t know if she had many friends in Phoenix. She wasn’t close to anyone in Forks. He did mention a classmate named Angela Weber, Bella spoke to on the phone a couple times. She apparently went on the road to find herself after graduation. We are looking but it’s limited. Nationwide APBs would set her up as a target if she isn’t one already.”

“Keep looking gentleman. Anything you need. I have to get rest. My daughter and I are going to La Push incognito tomorrow to attend a beach wedding in the damn snow. You have no idea how hard it is for the President of the United States to go anywhere in secret. We have to leave at 4 AM so I am hitting the bunk. Good night.”

Garrett and Levoi stood, shook my hand and left. I didn’t exactly go to bed. I doubted I would get any more than my usual 4 hours of sleep tonight anyway.

Walking to the Oval Office window I stared into space and thought about girls. Two girls actually. One was my 16 year old daughter upstairs. What kind of world would she grow up in? The world was bad enough before. So many problems. So many ways for the Human race to kill itself. Now we were throwing vampires on top of it. What else was out there that I didn’t know about? I honestly thought health care and the deficit would be the biggest issues I faced when I became president. Now…

The second girl wasn’t really a girl. Bella could not be called a girl despite her age. She had seen as much combat as I had. I saw her when I visited Casper to speak with Jake, Charlie and Bella about the six vampires. To their credit their eyes remained gold. Of course no one would be checking them for contacts.

Bella looked so happy at that visit. She had been going to therapy. Her hair and eyes… she looked like the girl in the High School Yearbook I had seen before I met her. She was glowing. Not literally but she had a glow about her.

I desperately wanted to keep it from her for as long as possible. If I thought Bella could save any lives I would tell her everything. But she can’t. She would not get involved to protect her babies. The Pack would. They may be injured or killed. She would feel guilty. I realized I had no right to keep this from her. I had no right to make this decision.

I did it anyway.

I hoped one day she will forgive me.

Bella POV

The sun was barely breaking and I was already struck by the beauty. Today I would waddle over the cold sand and marry the love of my life, the father of my unborn but very present children. Life had been peaceful for the past 5 or so months.

That frightened me. I was waiting for the hammer to drop. Irkalla was out there. Old Quil pointed out that she waited thousands of years before making a move and could wait another thousand. I hoped not. I wanted her dead. I would never feel true peace until she was dead and gone and that damn venom was locked away.

Until then I was taking Theresa’s advice and trying to live my life as normally as possibly. Be happy.

And I was.

Not to say everything was perfect. It wasn’t. But things were better. We were better.

The new wolves had months to patrol and train. Sam finally married Emily by a small creek that ran through the back hundred acres of the ranch. Leah was happier. Rachel and Paul were inseparable. He had changed so much from loving her. Claire was happy. She still missed her parents and a part of her heart always would, no matter how old she became. But it was getting better.

Rebecca, Rachel, Leah and I went camping a few times. It was nice. We caught up. Rebecca wasn’t as frightened of me. She even shared a laugh at Jacob with me two days ago.

All in all the time allowed us to regroup. To take a break. To heal our wounds. Not our physical but at least our emotional ones. Not to say the scars would ever go away completely. I would never forget Missouri. But I have learned that hard decisions will have to be made and I will have to make them. Sometimes there is no right or wrong. Sometimes you have to make the call and live with it.

I could do that. I had to.

Not to say things were perfect. Jared asked Kim to marry him. Kim’s Dad said no. Not until she is eighteen. Old Quil became involved. Arguments ensued. Billy became involved to keep the peace. I tried to help and probably made it worse. Kim’s parents were a bit freaked out by me. Her Mom asked if I would turn them into pigs if they didn’t let Jared marry their daughter.

Eventually a truce was reached. Jared and Kim were engaged and she would marry Jared when she turned eighteen. In the meantime her parents would do nothing to keep Jared away from Kim. If they did I would turn them into pigs.

I was just kidding.

They didn’t find it funny. Like I said, I may have made it worse. Humor never really has been my thing.

Then there was my Jacob. My strong Alpha who I knew enjoyed this time of peace. We had become so close. I thought I was close to him before. But now… what we shared was beautiful. He knew everything. Every fear I ever had, every desire, every embarrassment. Every hope I had. I knew his as well.

Like me though, Jake was nervous. Things were too good.

And now we were back in La Push. Families had begun moving in. It was debated whether we should stay away. Would our presence make the tribe a target again? But it was our tribe. We were sworn to protect out tribe. So that is what we would do. I really didn’t think Irkalla would want a rematch in this area anyway. She would take a different approach. I expected a follow up to Missouri. But nothing. Nothing had happened.

Jake was helping Charlie move into his house. Charlie had a house built next to Billy’s. I had no idea where Jake and I would be staying. I suppose one or the other. We needed to make a decision so I could get a nursery together. Jake said we could make one in Charlie and Billy’s house. I didn’t want that. I wanted one in my damn house.

I hadn’t looked around yet as we just arrived but the brand new houses littering La Push were noticeable. The Pack members had their own house. Rebecca was staying with Billy. Rachel decided to move in with Paul. Sam and Emily’s house was torn down. Sam had another house built on a different plot of land. He said he didn’t want me reminded of what happened in that house when I came over. A house stood there but another family had bought it from Sam.

Hell even Quil and Embry had their own house. Leah would be moving into hers this morning. Seth was staying with his mother along with Ricky. Brian was staying with Charlie to my great annoyance. He was a great kid but apparently since Jake had not gotten us a house it would be one less room for us.

This was ridiculous. I was the damn billionaire. I wanted a house and I would buy a damn house. Jake said there was only so much land. I didn’t need a damn mansion.

But I would be patient.

Speaking of houses since I was the size of one no one really wanted my help moving in. So I decided to take a stroll. Jake offered to come. I told him to build me a house.

I walked by the place Chris died. I kept moving. He wasn’t there.

I nearly slipped on the frozen pavement. Enough that my armor slid under my giant maternity clothes. I no longer burned my clothes when I armored up. Wasn’t very sexy any longer. I actually no longer armored up. Only my glove. It was all I needed.

I did take my boots off and let armor slide under my toes and over my feet. Spikes on the bottom would help me navigate. My balance wasn’t what it used to be.

Actually it was what it used to be, before the bracelet. Walking around with two babies in my seventh month was difficult.

At 4:00 PM today I would be married by a very special piece of driftwood on First Beach. We brought everything with us. No plans to return to the ranch to stay for a long period.

This morning was my time to say hi to Chris.

The sun was fully up when I reached the graveyard.

I was a bit shocked. I knew that other families had started moving back. Around two hundred or so people resided in La Push.

Chris’s grave was covered in fresh flowers. I wondered briefly if Charlie had arranged something but a closer inspection showed the headstone covered in cards from locals.

They knew nothing of Chris. I wonder why…

His breath gave him away. A wolf’s snort is not the most subtle thing.

I turned slowly so not to fall and saw him in the trees.

“Go help unpack, Jake. I will be there soon. I’m fine.”

He rolled his big eyes and ran off.

I had to chuckle. The last time I flew he was so stressed I haven’t done it since. That was 3 months ago.

I looke rock at the edge of the cemetery. It floated over to me and I sat next to his head stone.

“Hi Chris.”

He didn’t answer back. I knew he was in paradise. Heaven. The Highest plane. But being close to his remains made me feel closer to him.

“I guess I’ll do all the talking. Like normal. I wanted you to know that I’m doing okay. Jake and I are getting married later. Nothing big. Just us on the Beach. I wish you could be here.

As you can see I’m huge. Twins. Can you believe that? A boy and a girl. They are going to be named Christopher and Serena Black.

Irkalla, I guess Serena has told you we didn’t get her. If you could give me any hints as to where that box might be. I don’t even know for sure if it will work. But she has to go down.

The problem is Chris, I haven’t fought in a long time. I think I got rid of the darkness in me. Most of it anyway. I… uh… nearly killed Mom but I’ve gotten past that. Seriously. I mean I want nothing to do with her but… I know what you are going to say. I will only have one mother. I get that. But I have had enough mothering I think. I’m going to be doing my own mothering for a while and I hope I can do a better job that she did.

The problem is I don’t know if I can defeat Irkalla without… I don’t know. But I will find her. I will take her out.

I guess Serena told you vampires are working for the government. Ironic huh? I set out to kill them all and wound up making some superheroes. Go figure. Like you said, no one is all good. But the ones I got aren’t all evil.

I also suppose that you know I have been talking to Jasper Whitlock. That was his real name when he was alive. We have been talking. He has made me relive every moment of my fight with Irkalla. He is a big believer in studying an opponent. Jasper told me not many have a chance for rematches with vampires. I will be better prepared this time. I know her moves, how she strikes, how strong she is. She won’t catch me by surprise this time according to Jasper. I on the other hand, have learned some new tricks. I am close to opening portals. Serena said no witch has ever mastered it. I found it in her spell book in your closet. If I can do that… anyway I almost had it. I’m close Chris. I’ve also gotten better at glamouring. I wish you could see me fly. I haven’t done it in a while but I am a lot better. I think. I was when I stopped. Jake worried about a crosswind knocking me down. It was ridiculous but I love him so I indulge him.

I hear the Third plane is beautiful. Indescribable. I’m glad. Serena says you are really happy.

I wish I could talk to you. I miss the sound of your voice. I miss your smile. I know I will probably never see you again. Unless I die maybe. I don’t know. But I won’t complain. Because of the bracelet I have gotten to love Jacob. I am going to have his children. That alone makes this all worth it. Even if Irkalla kills me one day she can never take that from me.

But don’t worry. I’m not planning on dying. I plan to kick the shit out of her this time. I will end this. I don’t know what will happen afterward. But it doesn’t matter. She comes first. I have to go. Jake will be freaking out if I am gone too long. Probably thinks I tripped or something. I’m home to stay now. I will be here close to you. I love you Chris.”

Wiping the tear from my eye I began the slow trudge through the ice and snow back to the homes of the Pack. Before I could find Jacob, Rachel had my arm. We weren’t having a traditional wedding but she would stand by my side along with Leah and Rebecca. I was a bit surprised about Rebecca but she said she was family now and she would attend me even if I did scare the hell out of her.

“Time to get you ready.” She told me sternly, throwing a blanket over my shoulders.

“I need to figure out where to put me and Jake’s clothes, Rach. I need to get Thunder to Old Quils stable. I need to…”

“Relax. Jake has it all under control. We have it all under control. I’ve never seen this house your money bought. Look at it with me. Then the girls are coming over to help get you ready.”

“It’s our money Rach.”

“Okay. Come look at what our money bought. Then we are getting you dolled up doll.”

The day went by quickly. An hour was wasted when the baby’s began kicking. One started and the other followed suit and soon none of us could stop staring at the sparring match in my belly. Anya stopped by and gave me a once over, threatened me for walking in the snow this morning without a large coat and then left. My gown was ready at 2:00. Emily had made it. It was a ceremonial dress made of tan leather. It wrapped around my neck by cords and left my shoulders bare. Emily made a shawl to go over my shoulders. She was concerned about the cold and rain but Quil said he had a feeling the weather would be perfect. I also had a ceremonial headdress that was given to me by Old Quil. It was worn by his wife at her wedding. I cried for an hour when he told me.

At 3:30 I was prepared and ready to meet the love of my life at the spot that was special to the two of us. The most beautiful place I had ever laid eyes on, no matter the season. I walked outside and saw two surprises. The first was Thunder. Charlie had her there waiting for me. The second was the crowd of women I had never met waiting for me.

“Rach? What is this?”

It was Charlie who answered with a smile.

“They came to see the Pack earlier today bringing gifts in thanks to the Spirit Warriors who saved their lives. They wouldn’t leave until Jake told them where the Angel of La Push was.”

The women began walking up to me. Everyone handed a gift to Rachel and Rebecca who were by my side. Each one kissed me on the cheek and said something in Quileute. A few were crying. I recognized the word Angel occasionally.

After ten minutes they had all blessed me but they did not leave.

Thunder sat down.

I sat down on her back and she lifted up. Charlie walked in front of her and we began moving slowly to the beach. The women walked ahead of us. All of them.

When we reached the beach I saw him standing by the water. He had on a tan leather vest and pants. His arms were adorned in tribal bands. He was gorgeous. As we got closer the wind died down and the water became still. It was surreal. Even the light snow that fell stopped. I looked and saw the population of La Push, those that had returned and were not with me already, had arrived. I saw men in the tree line in camo. They did their best to hide but they couldn’t hide from me. I was momentarily concerned until I saw him. I had never met his daughter but he had shown me a picture. She looked very confused, probably wondering why she was here. I don’t imagine Dave had told her much. Graham was here. Raymond Tesler was here.

Everyone was important to me was here.

Not everyone actually but Chris’s final resting place was nearby. And even though you cannot leave the third plane to visit Earth I felt him in my heart.

Thunder sat down in front of Old Quil and Charlie helped me off. He took my hand and gave it to Jacob.

“I give my daughter to you because you are worthy.” Charlie told Jake and then walked away, Thunder following.

I took Jake’s hand and smiled. I was no longer nervous. The babies began kicking. Somehow at some level they must have known and were happy. Their Daddy was here.

The wind never blew while Quil spoke in his own tongue. The wind never blew while he wrapped mine and Jacob’s hand together in a leather binding. There was no need in this ceremony to ask us to say I do. We were past that point. It just had to be done. A symbol of our unity.

He kissed me so gently. I tried to melt into him as much as my large belly would allow.

It was done. We were already one. Now it was cemented. Come what may I would be his wife forever. Nothing would ever break it.

He lifted me in his arms and the crowd followed us to the tribal center. The celebration began.

I passed out awkward hugs. Charlie wouldn’t stop crying. Neither would Billy. I may have become emotional at times. Jake strutted around like a King. I suppose he was. My King.

After two hours my feet were killing me. The President had to leave but not before I got to meet his daughter.

“Are you my sister?”

“Excuse me?”

“Are you my sister? I mean my Dad pulled me away to the other side of the country at considerable trouble to keep this trip silent for me to wind up on a frozen beach watching a white girl marry an Indian in an Indian ceremony. Only reason I can come up with is you must be my sister. Who is your mother? How old are you?”

“I… I’m not your sister.”

“Uh huh.”

“Dani I am old friends with Bella’s father. We served together.” Dave offered.

“Sure.” Dani rolled her eyes and turned to walk away. Straight in Seth Clearwater’s chest.

She looked up as he looked down and it was done.

“Shit.” Jake whispered.

“What?” Dave asked.

“Uh… Billy, you can handle this. Jake and I have to leave.” I offered quickly.

“Wait…”

“Sorry Dad. Bella’s feet are hurting.”

Jake scooped me up and we walked out quickly, barely giving the guests time to throw rice at us.

“Did that just happen Jake?” I asked as we walked quickly away. I didn’t want to deal with that on my wedding day. Billy is the chief. Have fun.

“Yeah. Seth imprinted on her. We should probably…”

“No! Take me… somewhere. They can deal with it. Please?” I really didn’t want that drama. Besides it was obvious what would happen. Dave wouldn’t let her stay here. That meant Seth would be leaving to be with her. Shit. Damn it! Fucking Taha Aki. I’m going to have a talk with him about this shit.

Jacob walked me into a house that was not Billy or Charlie’s.

What the hell? This house was beautiful. There were photos on the wall of my childhood. Jake’s childhood. His mother… I recognized the furniture I told Jake I would like one day. The house was a large two story log cabin. The interior was rustic yet modern. It was everything I had talked to him about.

“Jake where are we?”

“Home Bells. I hope you like it. I would love to show you the nursery and the other bedroom but right now I really want to show you our bedroom.”

“You had this built?” I asked, still in his arms, looking around the spacious living room.

“Yeah. What….what do you think?”

“I think it is beautiful. It’s perfect.” I whispered.

“Welcome home Bella.”

“Jake take me to the bedroom and make love to your wife.”

He didn’t need further encouragement. I gasped when I saw the large beautiful bedroom, but my eyes quickly set on the large bed.

Yes. I was finally home.