My Lost Life

One Week Later:

"Why are we here again?" Emmett asked.

Carlisle sighed. "I’ve explained this already, son."

"I just don’t understand why." Emmett said.

"Because Alice believed we are needed. That we were the only ones who could help." Carlisle thought back to that phone call a week ago.
He answered the phone knowing it was about to tear his family apart. He knew what Rosalie had told Edward. He answered even when his head screamed at him not to.

"Carlisle. Edward has gone to Italy. I am on my way. None of you should follow. It will be too late. Tell Jasper I am Sorry and I love him." Alice said through her tears, her voice full of regret.

He had tried to deny it but knew when her sobs quieted and she told him what she needed him to do, that she wouldn’t be doing this if she could see another way.

"You, Emmett, and Jasper MUST go to back to Forks. You have to get Bella. She will be in La Push. You have to talk Charlie into letting her go with you. You need to leave now. The dogs will fight you on it but you have to convince them that it's best for Bella to be with you." He heard the sob she held back. "I am sorry, I didn't see this soon enough to stop it." Then she said. "I love you all. I will miss you. It's too late for Edward and I. Do NOT FOLLOW!" Then the phone cut off.

So here they were back in Forks. They were standing at the treaty line waiting for the werewolves.

When Carlisle had called round to Charlie’s house, he found Charlie in a bad way. Charlie opened the door with red rimmed eyes and practically snarled ”What do you want? Hasn’t your family done enough?”

“Where’s Bella?” Carlisle asked?

“She’s gone. Completely gone. It’s your boys’ fault.” Then he slammed the door in Carlisle’s face.

Carlisle then went to the hospital and heard the news there. Bella had a nervous breakdown. All she did was scream and throw her body around. Drugs didn’t work, they weren’t sure why. Then Charlie came to get her from the ward one day with Jacob Black and that was the last they knew of her.

When Carlisle called the Black residence he could hear her screaming in the background. It had been five days since Alice had left her in the living room with Jacob.

“This is Dr. Cullen. I am calling to ask about Bella.” “What the hell do you want, bloodsucker?” Jacob asked. “I heard what has been going on, I think I can help.” “How do you think you can help? There is nothing that can be done. Your bastard son abandoned her. Now he thinks he can just walk back in and all’s forgiven?” Jacob was practically yelling into the phone. “Edward’s dead.” Carlisle said quietly. “GOOD!” then the phone went dead.

That night the alpha werewolf showed up at the treaty line. “Do you really think you can help her?” Sam sounded doubtful. “She is inconsolable. I don’t think that we can keep doing this.”

“I honestly don’t know. My daughter Alice thought we could. She was usually right on the money.”

“Thought?” “Was?”

“She died with Edward.”

“Sorry.” “Look if we let you take her, what guarantees you won’t just kill her?” Sam asked.

“She was like a daughter to me. I love her. I do not know if I can help her but I can try. And Since this all comes back to me and my family being responsible, we HAVE to help. I have already lost two children. I will… WE will protect her with our lives. We owe that much to both her and Edward. He can't make amends so we will. I give you my word.” Carlisle’s face held such anguish that Sam believed him.

“ Does her father agree to letting you take her?” Sam queried.

“ I doubt it. I wouldn’t be bringing her back. I doubt he would like that.” Carlisle said sadly.

“ You may take her. Get her away from here. We will take care of her father. Meet us here tomorrow night”

“Thank you.”

So here they were.

Emmett growled ”Here come the dogs.”

Carlisle squared his shoulders. He could hear her even though the wolves were still about a mile out. “Son. Stop breathing.” He told Jasper. Then they waited not knowing what they would do when the had her beyond getting out of Forks as quickly and quietly as possible.