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impossible: chapter nineteen

Title: Impossible: Chapter Nineteen
Author: gracekwithwings
Rating: M
Fandom: Twilight
Characters/Pairings: Seth Clearwater/OC
Short summary: Liz is forced to move in with her aunt in Forks after her father's death and is determined to not like it until she meets Seth Clearwater. Suddenly, she's pulled into a world of supernatural myths and when a group of super-powered vampires called The Volturi show up, she doesn't think she can make it to her seventeenth birthday alive.

A/N: I know there's really no excuse for this. I actually finished this story a long time ago but never go around to typing it all up. I've had work, school and just life in general keeping me extremely busy for the past year or so. Plus, well, I honestly lost a lot of interest in Twilight. And then I finally got around to seeing Breaking Dawn: Part 1 and it made me kind of love Seth Clearwater again, to be honest. And then I remembered this story and the fact that I left everyone hanging for so long even though I had finished it for myself. I really will have the rest up soon, I've already got everything except the last chapter typed up but I understand if you don't believe me. And a huge thank you goes out to everyone that has kept reviewing and messaging me. You guys are great.

Chapter 19
Emma called me into the kitchen when I got back. She must have been listening for me and I was a little worried that she somehow knew that I had lied to her. But she smiled at me when I walked into the room and I tentatively smiled back. “Did you finish your project?” she asked.
My smiled faltered slightly. I looked away quickly, hoping she wouldn’t notice, and said, “Yeah, almost. I’ve just got a little more research to do but I’m sure I can do that online.”
“Oh,” she said. She was looking at me strangely and it was starting to make me feel uncomfortable so I decided to change the subject.
“What are you cooking?” I asked, trying to dispel the awkward silence.
“Spaghetti and meatballs,” she answered as she turned to the stove and started to stir one of the pots. When she spoke again, her voice was small and unsure. “Is it true, what that boy said earlier?”
My mind started to race. Did she know we didn’t go to the library? Had she known this whole time? If she did, I wished she would just say it instead of making me squirm like this. I tried to keep a straight face as I asked, “What do you mean?”
“Were you scared to ask me if you could go to the library?” I nodded and she sighed. “I don’t want you to be scared of me, Lizzie. I’m here to help you.”
“I know,” I said, a little confused. “It was just… I’m grounded so I didn’t think –”
She interrupted me. “Schoolwork always comes first, you should know that. And you shouldn’t be scared to talk to me, Liz. The whole reason why I grounded you was because you wouldn’t tell me where you were going or what you were doing.”
“Oh,” I said, looking down at my hands. My cheeks were growing hot and I hoped she thought I was blushing because I felt ashamed, not because I was suddenly feeling very guilty for sneaking out to La Push earlier.
She frowned. “I know it’s hard getting used to because of the way things were with your father but that is not how families are supposed to work! I made the same mistakes with Ben… there were so many secrets and –” her voice got caught in her throat. Her eyes were watering up and I walked over and put my hand on her shoulder. I didn’t like seeing her like this and I wanted to help her, comfort her in some way, but I wasn’t sure how. She pulled me into a hug and I fought the urge to instantly pull away from her.
We stood like that for what felt like hours, she didn’t let me go until the water started to boil over. Once she was paying attention to the food on the stove, I said, “I’m sorry about Sunday. I wasn’t sneaking out to see anyone, you know.” She raised an eyebrow at me, confirming what Seth had said earlier; she had flipped out like that because she thought I snuck out to see him. I realized then that it was time to let Emma in on a little bit of the truth. “I keep having these awful nightmares and I just had to get out of the house, get some fresh air.”
She looked shocked. “You shouldn’t go walking around alone that late at night!”
I snorted. “Oh please, what’s going to happen to me? This place makes Mayberry look like South Central.”  Besides, the only things that could actually hurt me were just as likely to come out in the day, although she had no idea about any of that.
She rolled her eyes at me and asked, “What kind of nightmares?”
I shook my head. “I don’t… it’s hard enough living through them at night, I don’t want to think about them during the day.”
“Is that why you’ve been so upset lately?” she asked curiously.
“Part of it,” I muttered.
“Do you want to see someone about them?” she asked.
“What, like a shrink?” I had almost been expecting her to suggest that earlier in the week, when I had been acting to so depressed, but not in response to my dreams.
“Yeah,” she replied. “There are a few really good ones at the hospital but I think Dr Reid is the most –”
I stopped her before she could list all of Dr Reid’s qualifications and accomplishments. “I don’t think so,” I said. It would be an awful idea. I mean, what would I say? It’s not like I could let him know that I was having trouble sleeping because I was having prophetic dreams about a rumble that was about to go down between my werewolf boyfriend’s pack and a group of vampire royalty. I may not be well versed in the DSM-IV but I’m pretty sure that would get me a one-way ticket to a padded room. Although it might be nice to have someone, anyone, that I could talk to about all of this.
“Are you sure?” she asked. I nodded and she turned back to the stove. It was a few minutes before she spoke again. “What was the other part of it?”
“What do you mean?” I asked, confused.
“You said the nightmares were only part of the reason why you’ve been so down lately,” she reminded me. “Now, either there’s another reason why you were acting that way or I might have to take you to Dr. Reid after all.”
I rolled my eyes. I couldn’t believe she was threatening me with a psychiatrist just so I would be more open with her. “It’s just… something happened with Seth and I haven’t been able to talk to him to clear it all up.”
She frowned. “You really care about him, don’t you?”
“I guess,” I said, feeling a little uncomfortable discussing this with her.
“And you don’t think that you might be moving a little too fast?”
I shrugged. “I can’t really control the way I feel about him.” She didn’t say anything to that, just continued to tend to the food on the stove. The silence was comfortable, much different from the long, tense silences we had endured for most of the week. And as relieved as I was that things were finally back to normal, or as normal as they could be, there was still something weighing on me. This whole ‘open and honest’ thing could be nice. I didn’t like hiding things and I hated lying to Emma. Just because I had been thrown into this whole supernatural world of lies didn’t give me free reign to keep things from her, especially when she was trying so hard to have a normal relationship with me. I knew I was going to regret this as soon as I said it, but I also knew she should have the truth. “Aunt Emma, I have to tell you something.”
“What is it?” she asked, her eyebrows raised at the guilty tone of my voice.
“I didn’t go to the library today.” I cringed and looked down at my hands as I waited for her to explode so I was more than a little surprised when she started to laugh. “What’s so funny?” I asked.
“I knew you were lying,” she answered. “Come on, Liz, give me a little credit here. I’ve been around enough lying teenagers at the hospital to be able to spot one from a mile away.”
“Then why didn’t you say anything earlier?” I asked, my stomach felt like it was doing flips as I waited for her to calm down and start doling out punishments.
“Honestly, I wanted to see if you would tell me the truth,” she said once she finally stopped laughing. I frowned, not really knowing what to say. I didn’t really appreciate the game she had just played with me but I hoped I had at least passed her little test. “So where did you go?”
I bit my lip. If she had been that upset when she thought I had snuck out to see Seth before, she was bound to pissed off now. “La Push,” I said, my voice meek as I prepared myself for more screaming.
She pursed her lips. “So did you work everything out with Seth?” I nodded. There was an edge to her voice and I could tell the screaming was coming. I didn’t want to say anything to piss her off more. “Well, that’s good,” she said, “considering you won’t be seeing him for a while.”
“Oh, come on!” I said, my voice taking on an annoying whiney quality. “You can’t just ban me from seeing him! Don’t you think that would only cause me to sneak out more?”
I could tell I had said the wrong thing the second it left my mouth. She turned to face me, her eyes blazing. “Is that a threat?”
“No, of course not!” I backpedaled. “But it’s not like I can see him at school. And I’m sure it’s become obvious how it affects me when I can’t see him.”
She sighed. “And what am I supposed to do, let you off the hook for sneaking off and lying to me?”
“No, but maybe I could get designated visiting hours or phone calls… I mean, you can’t just lock me in my room with no kind of human contact or else I would definitely need to see this Dr. Reid!”
She frowned. “I’ll have to think about it.” She turned back to the stove and turned one of the burners off before bringing the pot of noodles to the sink. “Come on, dinner’s ready.”
Time passed quickly after that. Despite the fact that Emma was mad at me for continually sneaking out, she did let up a little on my grounding. And things got so much better between the two of us. This whole being honest thing seemed to be working out well. She was a lot happier with me and I found that I actually enjoyed being able to tell her things. It was… nice, having someone who actually wanted to hear about my day, someone that kept my best interests in mind. It was getting easier to see her as a parent.
She had given me designated visiting hours, so I was able to see Seth much more than before. They were all supervised, of course, so we never really got to continue what we had started in his bedroom, but that didn’t matter. I was happy enough to just be around him. It was kind of sad, I had fought so hard against being this girl, the one whose happiness could be measured by her proximity to her boyfriend, but I was perfectly content in that role now. My nightmares had only been getting worse, the vampires getting more brutal as they fought for their lives, and being with Seth was the only thing that calmed me down. And seeing him, touching him, was the only way I could be absolutely sure that he was safe.  We were still having problems with Sam, though. He didn’t like Seth crossing over into Cullen territory, even though the Cullens didn’t mind in the slightest, and he tried everything he could to make Seth stay on the reservation. Luckily for me, he hadn’t decided to use his Alpha power yet.
I didn’t see Alice much in the two weeks that passed. She had checked in a couple times to see if anything had changed, but she spent most of her time at home. From what she had told me the few times she stopped by, the Cullens were playing host to few guests. According to her, a family of vampires had come down from Alaska and another two had shown up to help as well. She said they were discretely reaching out, trying to find others that would help them fight the Italians. I was actually worried about her, which was odd considering how much she still frightened me. I knew that the vampire royalty wouldn’t be too happy if they found out she was planning an uprising.
I was more than a little surprised when I found her and Edward in my room one night after coming upstairs from one of my supervised visits with Seth. Alice was sitting in the armchair across from my bed, her knuckles white as she gripped the armrest, while her brother stood still as a statute behind her. “What’s going on?” I asked, confused. My dreams hadn’t changed recently but the two of them being there could only mean that things were finally starting to happen.
“They disappeared,” Alice said, her voice low in fright.
“What?” I asked, confused. “Who?”
“The guard,” she explained in a whisper. “I can’t see them anymore.”
I asked, “Does that mean they’ve decided to come here?” She nodded silently. I walked over to my bed and sat down, placing my head in my hands. I knew this day would come but I didn’t want it to be now. Things in Forks were only starting to get normal, or as normal as they could be anyways. “What are we going to do?”
Edward finally moved, sitting down next to me on the bed. “We need you to have another dream, Liz.”
“They haven’t changed in weeks,” I pointed out. I didn’t want to admit that I was terrified to fall asleep now, not knowing what I would see the next time I slipped into my nightmares.
“It could change now that they’ve made their decision,” Alice countered. “That’s why I brought Edward along. He’ll be able to read your dream in your thoughts, to see if there are any clues as to where and when this battle will take place.”
“Right,” I said softly, frowning at the reminder that Edward could read my thoughts. It still felt like a terrible violation, even if he was only doing it with good intentions. Besides, what would happen if I didn’t dream about the battle? I had been having other dreams lately as well, more pleasant ones that involved Seth that I definitely did not want Edward to listen in on. I noticed him smirking and I couldn’t stop myself from blushing. I had to get out there before I made a total fool out of myself. I quickly grabbed my pajamas from the bottom drawer of my bureau and ran to the bathroom to change into them.
I spent more time than usual getting ready for bed but it was so much easier to freak out when there weren’t a couple of vampires watching my every move. I kept having to splash water on my face so I wouldn’t completely go to pieces. I was a little surprised that Alice didn’t come in and grab me, especially when I found her tapping her foot impatiently once I went back to my room.
“Sorry,” I muttered, flinching under her glare as I hurried past her.
She stopped fidgeting then, and they both sat there completely still as I got into bed. It was so creepy, and I couldn’t deny how awkward it was trying to sleep while they stood there and watched me.
Edward must have been listening to me because he said, “I’m sorry, Liz. Would you prefer it if I listened from outside?”
I rolled over to face the wall and muttered, “No.” I doubted the wall between us would have made much of a difference. I would still feel the pressure to fall asleep even if they went home and waited. And of course, because it was suddenly so important to fall asleep, it was impossible to do. That’s not saying I didn’t try, either. I did everything you were supposed to do when you couldn’t sleep. I kept my eyes closed tight, breathing deeply, as I focused on relaxing different muscles. But it still wasn’t working. The neon green numbers of my alarm clock seemed to blur together as it got later and later until my eyelids, heavy with exhaustion, finally closed.
Alice had been right, something about their decision to come back to Forks had definitely changed it. I could tell the difference right away. There was a light dusting of snow on the ground, and even more was falling around me. My breath rose in front of me in small clouds of hot air and I was freezing.  No one else seemed to be affected by the cold, however. It looked like there was a small bit of steam rising off the werewolves and the vampires practically blended in with the snow. And there were so many of them that it took me by surprise, I had never seen this many vampires in one place before. Around half of them were wearing dark cloaks, which probably wasn’t a good thing.
My eyes immediately sought out the tan wolf. He was in the same position as before, standing next to Edward and the girl I could only assume was Bella. They were facing those creepy vampire children, who were glaring at the three of them. A panic was starting to come into their crimson eyes as they realized that their powers weren’t working. Well, I knew the girl’s weren’t working because no one was writhing on the ground in pain, so I could only assume that her male counterpart’s abilities were proving just as useless. I wondered if Bella was the one doing that, if this was the blocking that Alice had talked about. There was another vampire nearby, a new one with red eyes and giant muscles, who was so shocked that he was watching the evil twins instead of focusing on the black werewolf he was fighting with. His face held a mixture of shock and horror, which lead me to believe that whatever was blocking their powers was a good thing. The black werewolf was able to use the burly vampire’s distraction to his advantage by tearing his right arm off. I tried to block out the vampire’s howl of rage as I turned away.
I couldn’t place the position of the sun or if it was even out. The snow-filled clouds were too dark, they made it look like dusk no matter the actual time of day. The old man caught my eye again. He had disappeared from my dreams after I saw him last time, but I knew it was the same guy as before. He had the same white hair, chalky white skin, and he was wearing the same long black cloak as before.  What had Edward said his name was, Caius? His position had changed, however. He was no longer watching the fight from the sidelines; instead, he was right in the middle of the action. Two vampires, one the long-haired Italian I had met on the deserted road and the other a beautiful woman with long brown hair, were holding another vampire in front of him. I never seen this vampire before but I could tell she was on our side from the color of her eyes. She said something to Caius, I was too far away to hear it and her lips moved much too fast to even guess at her words, and it only seemed to enrage him. He pulled something out of his cloak and in the next second, the golden-eyed vampire had gone up in flames. The old man looked right at me as he did it, his eyes conveying one simple message. I was next.
I covered my eyes but I could still hear her screams. I started shaking, much in the same way Seth did before he exploded into a wolf. For one brief second, I thought I was about to turn into a werewolf too and then suddenly I was back in my bedroom, staring at my aunt’s alarmed face. It took me a second to realize that the screaming was coming from me.
“Are you alright?” she asked, her eyes wide in shock.
I couldn’t speak, I was breathing so hard, so I nodded. I put my hand on my chest and I could literally feel my heart pounding.
“Another nightmare?”
“Yes,” I whispered. “I’m sorry.”
“Why are you apologizing?” She sounded a little exasperated.
I shrugged. “I woke you up. I didn’t mean to, I just –” I cut myself off, shivering as I remembered how easily the girl had gone up in flames. It was only made worse by the look on the Italians faces, as if they had enjoyed watching her burn.
She looked at me in sympathy. “Are you sure you don’t want to see somebody about this?”
I shook my head. “What’s the point? It’s not like there’s much they can do besides tell me not to sleep.”
“I don’t know,” she sighed. “They might be able to give you some pills for them.”
For some reason, I didn’t think a good dose of sleeping pills would stop my horrific nightmares. “No,” I said, rubbing my eyes and faking a yawn. “I’m sure I’ll be fine.”
“Alright,” she said, still looking at me strangely as she got up to leave. “I’m right down the hall if you need me, okay?”
“Thanks, Aunt Emma,” I said. I waited until I heard her bedroom door click shut before I called out, “Alice?” She opened my closet door and stepped out slowly, probably trying not to scare me.  “Did Edward leave?”
She nodded. “He went to tell Carlisle what he learned from your dream.”
“So it worked?” I asked, hoping at least some good could come out of it.
“Yes,” she replied. “It’s taking place in a field that’s pretty far outside of town, which is good. Hopefully we’ll be able to keep them completely out of Forks. And he thinks it might be taking place during the first snow fall of the season.”
“And when’s that?” I asked, curiously. It had never really occurred to me before but I’m sure Alice was much better at predicting the weather than any weatherman on television. I wondered if it still worked now, with so many people blocking her vision lately. Her eyes went blank and her muscles suddenly tensed. It almost looked like she was having a seizure. I wasn’t sure what the protocol for this was but I definitely wasn’t going to stick any parts of my body near her mouth to make sure she didn’t swallow her tongue. I grabbed her shoulder and shook it. “Alice? Are you alright?”
She exhaled loudly, going back to normal in an instant. “The first snow fall is next Sunday.”
I frowned. “That’s only eight days away.”
“I know,” she said, sitting down next to me. “It doesn’t give us that much time to find anyone else to help.” We sat in silence for a few minutes. I had my head in my hands, trying to erase the dream from my mind. She was patting my back lightly, and I didn’t have the heart to tell her that her ice-cold hand was not much comfort. “Does the pack know what’s going on?”
“Carlisle’s informed Sam about them disappearing from my visions,” she said. “He’s probably calling him right now to tell him what we’ve learned from your dream.”
I sighed.  With this fight taking place in just over a week, I doubted I would be able to see Seth at all. Sam would want to have all of the wolves out there, making sure no vampires got on the reservation.
“Alice, do you remember that school dance that I told you about?” I could feel her eyes on me but I couldn’t look at her. “It’s two days before that Sunday. Do you think Seth would go to it with me if I asked?”  It was a little embarrassing and I could feel my face getting hot. With what I had learned tonight, I knew I wouldn’t be able to see Seth nearly as much as I wanted to, and I just wanted to set up one day where he would have to see me. Even if it involved dancing.
“Why wouldn’t he?” she asked. I could hear excitement in her voice and I immediately regretted asking her. If she tried to give me a makeover of any kind, even if it was just to paint my nails, I was so staking her. “Aren’t wolves supposed to do anything they can to make their imprint happy?” I shrugged in response and she got this mischievous smile on her face, one that made me feel very uncomfortable, and said, “Well, then, you’ll just have to make it impossible for him to say no.”
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