Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

The Rabbit Meets The Magic Stick

By Mama4Dukes

Chapter 06:

It was decided that the kids would stay in a hunting cabin located in the woods between Forks and La Push, which was owned by Quil the Wolf. It was secluded, but still accessible by a rarely used road, and the kids would be able to remain out of the public eye, which was deemed best.

Old Quil dropped them off for the night with the promise that he would return in the morning.

“I have no idea what’s going on, but the elders will get to the bottom of this.”

“It’s so weird that you’re not an elder yet. For as long as I could remember, you’ve been an elder,” Jake informed him.

“Boy, what did my father say? Don’t give us information about the future. You could jeopardize it.”

“Sorry, sir.”

“Now, you kids get some rest. You’ve had a long day. You boys can take the living room and my niece can take the bedroom. There are extra cots and bedding in the closet and the kitchen is fully stocked. Help yourself to anything. The bathroom is in the corner there. You can take showers if you want to.”

“Old Quil, sir. This is really nice. How come you never told us about this place?” Paul asked.

“That’s another mystery that I truly don’t want to delve into. Get some rest. We’ll see you tomorrow morning.”

“Yes, sir. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight,” he replied before closing the door.

After Old Quil left, the kids stared awkwardly around the cabin. Bella was the first to speak up. “I guess we should go to sleep. Um… goodnight.”

“Yeah, goodnight,” Paul replied.

“Sweet dreams, Bells,” Jake called as she entered the bedroom.

She shuddered at the statement. She was worried. She was still waking from nightmares ever since Edward’s departure. Jake and Paul would probably think she was insane. Sighing, she crawled into bed and tried to conjure up happy thoughts, hoping that they would stave off the nightmares.

Two hours later…

Paul bolted awake at the sound. Someone was screaming. He looked at the cot next to him where Jake was snoring away. How anyone could sleep through that noise, he had no idea.

“Aaaaaaaah!” There it was again. It was a high-pitched, terror filled keening noise and it was coming from the bedroom.

Paul realized Bella must be in trouble and rushed into the room to help her. She was thrashing in bed, clutching the blanket to her, terrified. She was having a nightmare. He went to her side. “Bella… Bella. Shh… it’s only a nightmare,” he soothed while holding her hand. He continued whispering to her and she calmed down after a few minutes. When her breathing became stable, Paul released her hand and stood up.

“Don’t… don’t leave me. Please,” she begged. “Edward, please. I know I’m not good enough for you. I’ll change. I’ll do whatever you want me to.”

Paul looked at her. Her eyes were closed and she was still sleeping. He wasn’t sure how to deal with this.

“Don’t go!” she cried forcefully before she started thrashing from the nightmare again.

“Bella? Bella?” he called, worried. “Wake up. You’re having a nightmare.”

He was upset. He was upset that the bloodsucker had the nerve to cut her self-confidence to pieces. What right had he to do such a cruel thing to so nice a girl?

“You’re better than that vampire,” he whispered in her ear. “Way better!”

Her nightmare continued so he decided to climb into the bed with her and hold her in hopes of the action calming her down. It worked. She soon relaxed against him and fell asleep. Exhausted from the day’s events, Paul quickly joined her in a deep slumber.

The next morning…

Paul woke up early to the sound of howling-wolf howling. He was about to bolt up and answer the call when he realized that Bella was still in his arms. He softly caressed her cheek before gently slipping out of bed without waking her. He took a long look at her. He cared about her. He had no idea why, but he cared about her wellbeing and he just couldn’t stand the fact that Cullen had hurt her in such a callous way.

Another howl was heard in the distance. He was clearly being summoned. With one last look, Paul stepped outside, phased, and took off to meet with the elder wolves. As soon as they saw him approaching, they returned to human form as did Paul.

“How did you sleep?” Ephraim Black asked.

“I slept well, thanks.”

“Good, good. We asked you to come because we want to go over some of what we learned from the shared mental bond last night. Have you had any contact with anyone other than our group yesterday.”

“Um, yeah, we ran into my father and grandfather.”

Ephraim sighed. “That is quite unfortunate. Can you tell us what happened?”

“Sure. We walked into their house, thinking it was Sam Uley’s house. It turned out to be my grandfather’s house. I realized that after my father walked into the house. I recognized him from when… when I was younger.” Paul wanted to say that his father looked like he remembered him from happier days before his father became a drunkard, but he didn’t. “I had never met my grandfather before. He died before I was born.”

The three elders looked at each other with concern. Paul fidgeted, unsure of what else to say.

“Bella and Jake were with you as well?”

“Yes, sir.”

“And did you identify yourselves to Gene and Adam?”

“No, sir, but we asked where Sam Uley lived.”

“When he told us where the Uley’s lived, was the moment we realized that something was seriously wrong. You see four doors down is where the Clearwater house is in my time.”

“Geez, I wonder what the hell happened,” Levi Uley muttered before changing the topic. “Last night, we read in your mind that you were transported here with a car. Where is that car?”

“Uh, it’s pretty deep in the forest. I can lead you there.”

“No, it should be safe there.”

“Okay, kid, we need to gather up your friends. We’re taking you to Molly’s salon. She needs to update your hair so you look more with the times. Jacob and Bella, especially, stick out like sore thumbs with their weird hair. At least your hair is cropped short, but that Jacob boy with his straight, long hair. He looks as ridiculous as his grandfather does.”

“Hey, I don’t look ridiculous!” Ephraim Black protested. “I see nothing wrong with my great-grandson’s hair. We Blacks pride ourselves on our hair.”

“Yeah, that’s why you keep tripping over your own fur whenever you’re phased, you klutz!”

“Alright, alright. That’s enough about my fur. Let’s go and pick my great-grandson and Charlie’s kid up. We’ve got things to do today.”

The three elders and Paul phased into wolves and ran back to the cabin. Well, Paul ran. The three old men kind of trotted.

“ Oomph! ” Ephraim Black groaned as he tripped over his own fur and collided into Paul.

“ Are you alright, sir?”

“ What the hell are they feeding you boy? You feel like a concrete wall.”

“ You really should consider cutting your hair, sir,” Paul suggested.

“ Boy, you stay out of business that doesn’t concern you! Phase out!”

And with that command all the wolves returned to human form. Levi and Quil were sniggering at Ephraim about his fur. Paul dared not say anything more. It was bad enough that Bella had called him a bozo.

They walked into the cabin and woke Jake and Bella, both of whom got ready quickly, before they were driven to Molly Ateara’s beauty salon in Forks.