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Say It Softly	By : Bluemoney1928 Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Het > Het Views: 1476 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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We walked to the garage and got into the M3. I realized I was in a much lighter mood then the last time I was in the car. She looked around once she sat down.
“Nice.” She smiled. I laughed.
“Yes, Edward has to do anything he can to embarrass me.” I smiled and cranked up the car. About five minutes in the ride I looked over at Claira. She was looking out the passenger side window with a pained look on her face. She seemed very deep in thought so I thought it would be a good idea to try to bring her back to a happier time.
“Edward told me you guys used to play together as children. You liked to play like pirates?” She laughed almost instantly.
“Oh, yes. It was so much fun. We didn’t grow up in the wealthiest households. Both of our families saw some hard times but Edward and I kept far from reality most of the time. “ She shook her head at the pictures in her mind and smiled.
“Can I ask you something?” I tested.
“Of course, Bella. You can ask me anything.” She turned and looked at me with curious turquoise eyes. She folded her cream white hands in her lap and waited.
“What was Edward like. As a human I mean. He’s perfect to me of course but that’s also because he’s perfect.” I laughed softly.
“It’s kind of funny. Because I only knew him as a human. You have only known him as a vampire. So we own both halves in our memory.” I smiled. I guess I sort of liked the idea. I guess I was sort of starting to really like Claira. I felt comfortable with her. Like I already knew her. “Well, what would you like to know.”

“Just about anything you can tell me.” I laughed.
“Alright, all the way through growing up he was always a perfect gentleman. Soft spoken, very gentle. I guess you could say he was clumsy.”
“Clumsy!” I nearly yelled. I startled Claira but then we both began to laugh. “I could never imagine him clumsy.”
“Oh, yeah..he always had cuts and bruises. Especially scraped up knees.” She smiled “It got better as he grew up but, he always remained sort of clumsy.” I was just shaking my head out of disbelief but still smiling. “He loved baseball, his favorite color was blue. He talked with a lisp until he was seven. He was allergic to cats. He hated bees. The list goes on” She laughed along with me. I couldn’t believe such small insignificant human things could be so fascinating to learn about him. “But, most importantly, he was the sweetest most tender boy I had ever known. I loved him so much. If anything I’m thankful for the time I did have with him. I’m thankful that we had a place in this world.” I was fully aware I should have felt uncomfortable when she spoke of him that way. For some reason however, I wasn’t. I felt like I understood her completely.

We arrived at the reservation and headed down to the bay. Sure enough I saw Jake and Nessie playing by the shore. We walked about ten steps from the car before I noticed Claira’s face twisting in disgust.
“Claira?”
“Ugh, werewolves stink!” She laughed. I was surprised by her nonchalance about being around them. I laughed in return as we neared them. I noticed Renesmee was in a small white dress with paint on it. Must have been more cloths they made for here on the reservation. Jake was in his usual jeans, no shirt.
“Hey Jacob, Ness!” I called.
“Mom!!!” Ness called running at full speed towards me. Jake not far behind her. She ran to me and jumped into my arms. “Mom we made clay animals. I made one for you and daddy. It’s a wolf for you and a bird for dad.”
“Did you!?” I smiled and leaned in to smell her hair. It smelled sweet with a hint of campfire. I looked at Jake and smiled. He was distracted by Claira. But Claira was to busy trying to get a glimpse of Renesmee’s face to notice. “Renesmee I want you to meet a good friend of daddies, and mine.” I added looking at her. She smiled and nodded. Renesmee turned around and looked at Claira. She gasped, and took two steps back. I suddenly remembered the striking resemblance between Edward and Ness. Renesmee didn’t seem to notice her reaction, she was used to people gasping at her beauty or her being such a rare being. Jake eyed me warily like he was ready to pounce. I then realized that he didn’t know that she doesn’t crave human blood. I smiled and slightly shook my head at him to signal not to worry. He seemed to relax a little.
“She looks, looks so much like him!” She whispered. She slightly raised her arms towards Nessie as if she wanted to hold her but wasn’t sure. Nessie giggled and practically jumped to her. Claira gasped again and caught her.
“Oh my god, you are precious.” She said looking deep into Nessies eyes. Jake looked at me confused again and worried so I through the idea of being discreet out the window.
“She doesn’t crave human blood Jacob.” I said slightly frustrated but smiling. Claira broke off her stare on Renesmee and laughed at Jacobs reddening face. He then looked even more intrigued with Claira.
“Why not?” He asked finally.
“I was just born that way. My eyes never changed either.” She returned her focus back to Ness who was telling her about the campfire from last night.
“Interesting.” Jacob mused.
“Claira, when I was born I didn’t like regular food much but I am starting to like it a little. I’m not all the way vampire either.” Nessie explained to Claira. I wasn’t even quite sure if Claira heard what she had said or was in a trance with her sweet face.
“Really? Well that’s interesting. Looks like we have things in common then.”
“I grew up really fast at first to. But I’m starting to slow down now.” Ness seemed very fond of Claira already.
“I wish I could have seen that.” Claira smiled.
“You can!” Ness squealed and slid her hands on Claira’s face. I took a step forward not sure if Claira was ready to see Edward whether it was through Ness’s memory or not. I was too late. Claira’s eyes shot open in surprise and then squeezed together. Her face twisted so fast with different emotions it was an ever changing expression. Surprise, shock, sadness, happiness, and it was very easy to tell when Ness lingered on Edwards face. Heartache. As Nessie let go of her face Claira stumbled back and fell to her knees. Ness crawled out of her trembling arms and stood beside Jake. She looked hurt that Claira wasn’t pleased by her pretty pictures. As we watched her huddled on the ground she seemed to be gasping for air. Human habits die hard.
“Claira?” I spoke weakly. I kneeled down beside her and rested my hand on the back of her fire red hair. It was so soft to the touch I ran my fingers through it watching the curls at the end fall off her shoulders and tumble to the sand underneath her. She finally looked up her face twisted in agony.
“Bella.” She simply squeaked and wrapped her arms around my neck. I sat with her there for what seemed like a few minutes. She finally stopped trembling and let her arms slide from around my neck. “I’m sorry.” She whispered.
“Don’t be.” I whispered back. She smiled weakly and stood up.
We all went walking through the trail that led to the jump off. There we all settled down and began to chat about lighter things while watching Ness carve little pictures into the dirt with a stick. Finally a normal kid thing to do. Jake finally loosened up enough to tell Claira a few stories about his tribe and told her a few funny stories about my dad and my motorcycle days. I laughed even though those stories were draped in bitterness. She then told us stories about her time in Alaska and meeting Shiloh there.
“He has such brilliant talents.” She was telling us. “Not anything that could be used in a fight at all but he can color the air with ribbons of light from his fingers, and he can change the color of his hair, and the way he looks. Not entirely so, but enough to fool someone. He can manipulate water, and shape it into different forms, it’s all very interesting.” Jacob and I were intrigued. I was hoping I’d get a chance to see some of this myself. “What Ness can do it, it’s amazing. What can you do?” She asked.
“Well it took me a while to find my talent. I can shelter other people from outside powers. I can sort of do what Ness does but it’s something I’m working on.”
“Plus nobody can get into that head of hers.” Jacob mused. Claira looked at me questioningly.
“Well, nobody can hear what I’m thinking or manipulate my mind. Edwards biggest talent is reading minds. He can’t read mine though. Makes him crazy.” I laughed.
“Interesting.” She said.
“What about you?” I asked.
“Well, I can’t block from my mind entirely but I can shut off my thoughts, put them on mute if you will. So he may have a problem with me as well.” She laughed “Other than that I guess I kind of missed out on the whole big talent thing. Just like the other characteristics that are missing with me. I guess I can be a little persuasive.” She smiled. Jacob and I laughed.
I realized we had been there for quite some time.
“Well I guess we should head back.” I said.
“Ooh I want to go home and read, Mom!” Ness hopped happily to me from her dirt drawings.
“Are you ready to go home?” I asked running my fingers through her soft honey hair. She paused for a moment and looked slightly confused.
“No, I want to stay here with Jacob.” She changed her mind.
“Are you sure honey?” Another pause.
“Yes.” She ran to Jake and he picked her up with a slight groan. She was getting bigger I noticed. Again.

We pulled into the garage chirping happily as we walked through the door about talking Shiloh into doing magic tricks for us, when we were drowned suddenly in a room of deafening silence. We instantly stopped talking mid-sentence and looked around the room. Carlisle, Esme, Rosalie, Shiloh and Alice were standing in the middle of the living room with faces of stone.
“What is it?” I said weakly. Their faces were intimidating.
“They are on the way home.” Alice said at a higher pitch than usual. My stomach fluttered. I looked at Claira who had frozen solid where she stood.
“How long?” I whispered.
“Minutes.” Alice almost mouthed. The nervousness that surged through me at that moment made me wonder how Claira and Carlisle hadn’t exploded at the seams.
“Guys, do me a favor.” Carlisle asked politely. We all looked at him.”Please keep your mouths and minds shut for now.”
“Yes, Carlisle” we all seemed to chime quietly. Then we waited.

The sound of their approaching seemed to cause us all to cringe. We heard them all laughing. We heard them climb the stairs. We heard the door opening. It all happened in what seemed like slow motion. Edward was in the lead as he came in still laughing turned looking behind him at Jasper. When Jasper caught the environment around him his face turned to ice. When Edward noticed the sudden change in his expression he turned to meet our faces. He looked around the room slowly. Then his eyes landed on Claira.
His eyes instantly narrowed and his brows pulled together. Then flashed to complete concentrated shock. He took one step forward. His jaw tightened his eyes more piercing than ever. Suddenly he seemed to rock on his feet like he was about to fall. He staggered forward with one more giant step.
“Claira?” He spoke so low it was barely audible. But not a whisper.
“Edward.” She simply said. He exhaled so loudly and staggered back we all seemed to jump. His face twisted into an expression that human kind had not created yet. It sent shivers down my spine because it reminded of the twisted, tortured look he had on his face when he found me at the ballet studio under the prison of James’ arms. He turned away quickly and then spun back around to meet her face again. Suddenly his face tightened like a child about to burst into tears. It was heartbreaking.
“Claira.” He repeated, his voice barely escaped in what seemed like a sob. He staggered forward again all the way across the room towards her. For a second she seemed to sink back from him but then she lurched ahead toward him. When they were finally standing inches apart. He began letting out burst of air that sounded like sharp silent sobs. She stood like stone in front of him. Like she was taking in the finest details of his face to commit to her memory forever. He reached his hand out slowly and actually sounded like he was crying at this point. As close to crying as possible. He touched her hair. He was shaking from head to toe. He pulled his other hand up and then with both hands seemed to pat the air around her as if he was afraid she would break and scatter into a million pieces if he touched her. I didn’t doubt that she would at this point.
“Edward?” Claira’s voice broke when she spoke. She stepped closer to him as if she was afraid he was about to collapse. Suddenly he jumped back causing her to flinch.
“How”?! He said loudly, his voice so raspy it sounded like he hadn’t spoken in years.
“Edward.” Was all she could say.
“No! No!!!” He began shrieking. “How did this happen!” Claira opened her mouth to speak. “HOW DID THIS HAPPEN!” His voice came out in a roar and we all jumped. “CARLISLE!!!” He roared again and turned to meet his face. Carlisle’s eyes were closed and he put his head down. When he finally raised his head back up and opened his eyes he began to speak, But suddenly Edward lurched forward towards Carlisle with his hands outstretched. Everyone standing by him instantly jumped in between Carlisle and Edward and in a flash Emmett was holding Edwards shoulders/ Edward struggled against Emmett. He was determined to get Carlisle.
“No! Stop it!” Claira screamed. It was as if Edward physically melted when he heard her voice. He turned and looked at her with his tortured face in stock.
“Let me explain, Edward.”
“Claira.” His voice squeaked. His hands still balled into fist. He shook his head violently.
“Give me a chance Edward, Just give me a chance to explain.”
He walked slowly over to her again. He was standing no more than an inch from her. He looked down into her eyes.
“Just give me a chance Edward.” She whispered again. With that he collapsed into her arms.
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