Title: Another Place in Another Time
Summary: Set after Italy when Bella asks the family to vote, Alice see’s something she never thought could happen. When Edward attacks in a rage Bella is hurt and is forced to be changed. But nothing goes as expected, going to sleep in one time and waking in another.
Author Note: rah, rah, rarahrahh, ohhh laa, oohhh lala
Disclaimer: I own nothing of the sorts related to Twilight. I also thank thee IDreamofEddy for Peter’s all-knowing gift.
Bella POV – 1885
The first thing I noticed when my eyes shot open was that I was still in pain yes, but nowhere near the pain I was and two I was in a ditch. Yet, I felt as though I was chucked from a moving thing than being thrown through a window and changed. In fact, I was cold and I could still feel the familiar thu-thump in my chest; indicating obviously I was still alive.
“What the…?” I trail off as I sat up and looked down at the clothing I now wore.
It seemed I stepped out of a Jane Austin book, I was in a burgundy silk and velvet ruffled dress. It was beautiful emphasis on the word was… it was now torn, frayed and dirty as if I had been living in it or as if I was thrown from something slightly fast. With a grunt I managed to get to my knees, wincing as little rocks dug into my flesh.
“Oh my goodness, are you alright there dear? Henry, go help the poor woman up!” I whip my head around quickly, relaxing slightly as I see a woman sitting in a horse drawn carriage and a man moving closer to myself.
“Where am I?” I ask confused as the man gently helped me off the ground and towards the woman whom now stood on the ground. Her golden spun hair was in ringlets down her face and her grey eyes casting concern. She was dressed in the same fashion as I, yet slightly more proper.
The woman seemed to soften more as she pulled me closer to her. “Oh sweetheart, what happened to you? And to answer your question you are in Houston, Texas.”
My brows furrowed as her words registered, Texas? How the fuck did I get to Texas? Better yet, what year am I in?
I didn’t have quite the same upbringing as my adopted siblings… I was born and bred in Houston… Jasper’s words rung through my mind. In fact, he had told me all about his life the few days before my birthday when everyone but he had to hunt; he was on Bella Duty. It was a tragic story, one that I admired him greatly for; he overcame many things to be where he was now.
“I… I don’t remember how I got here… I remember being thrown, pain and waking up here.” I utter out still confused on how the fuck I got here.
“No matter, come, you can stay with us until you are all better. My name is Lilly Bennet and this is my husband Henry.” She introduces, I give them both smiles before Henry helps me up into the wagon.
“Thank you so much for your hospitality.” I thank, causing the woman – Lilly – to wave her hand as if to say it’s nothing.
“We were lucky to spot you Miss. We were on our way back from Lilly’s family ranch a little earlier than expected and saw you lying in the dirt. It wouldn’t be gentlemanlike not to help you out, my mother would also roll over in her grave if she knew I were to ignore a lady in need.” Henry drawls out as he looked over his shoulder at us.
“Well I thank you, I am gracious.” I reply before looking out and around. I knew when the houses came into view that I was no longer in the twenty first century; in fact I would say that I am nowhere near it.
“May I inquire to what date it is? I seem to have lost my bearings.” I inquire.
“Oh goodness, it is the 15th of May, 1885.” Lilly states concerned, I blinked and shook my head.
1885? I wracked my brain for all the information I could about this timeline and the war. The war finished in 1865 that was twenty years ago. I felt the disappointment well in me realising that Jasper was already changed and within Maria’s grasps, the fact that I wouldn’t be able to help him.
We rode along the bumpy path a little further and came to a stop in front of a beautiful home- no mansion. It was two stories with large entry columns and timber walls, it was astounding, it was even better that it had large willow trees as an entry arch.
“It’s beautiful isn’t it?” Lilly states with a smile as she looks up at the home.
“It is.” I reply causing her to laugh.
“I came from a farmer family, we lived in a small house but we were happy and when Henry asked my father for my hand in marriage I couldn’t believe it. Henry had been my childhood crush; we were friends in secret you see. He came from a wealthy family and his father looked down upon mine like servants.” She sighed out while Henry helped her and then I down from the carriage.
“But that didn’t matter to me. My mother taught me to not judge people by their worth but by their hearts. I knew I loved Lilly the first day I ever laid my eyes upon her, she was beautiful, her hair wild as she rode across my back paddock. She was stunning; even now she takes my breath away.” Henry admits twirling his wife around.
I couldn’t help but smile even though the ache in my heart tore open, letting the bitter pain seep in. Edward never was so carefree with me, never so loving… I had hoped at one point in time we would be together forever and he was my true love, but I had yanked those childish rose coloured glasses from my face with force and saw the truth. Now I just hope I found a love like theirs, like Alice and Jasper; Rosalie and Emmett.
“Ma’am, Sir. You are home, the children are all in their beds and Master Bennett is still in his chambers.” A woman spoke from the hallway as we stepped into the large home.
“Thank you Hermosa, you have been wonderful. Please give your husband our thanks for tending to the garden; you may both have the rest of the week off.” Lilly states, causing the woman to smile and bow her head in thanks before leaving.
“Oh goodness, let me show you to your room. Then I can tend to your wounds and get you bathed, I shall fix that dress of yours in no time as well.” She rushes out, ushering me up the staircase and to the left. I could hear Henry laughing as he walked into the pallor I assumed at his wife’s antics.
“Now, may I ask where you are from? I know you are not from here with that accent. I don’t mean to be rude, I’m a curious woman, always have been always will.” Lilly asks as I stood awkwardly in the room while she gathered things from the closet and what I assumed was the bathroom.
“From the north, Washington.” I blurt out causing her brows to go up.
“You are from the Washington Territory? What is it like?” She asks no judgment in her voice.
“Rainy- cold. Where I live is mainly forest area.” I reply as I look around the room in wonder, it was a nice burgundy colour with white accents and redwood furniture.
She hummed as she looked up from the clothes in her hands, “that must be nice, I had always wanted to travel north and see the forests but with the war…” she trailed off a haunted look in her eyes.
“Are you okay?” I ask concerned as a tear slipped from her eyes. Her head whipped up as she furiously wiped away the tears and turned away from me.
“Oh… Oh yes. Sorry, I lost a brother in the war. Today was his birthday, I… Here, here are some nightclothes for you to sleep in; I will find a dress for you in the morning. Please excuse me.” She rushes out handing me the clothing, unable to hold her tears back anymore.
“What was his name?” I ask as she opened the door, a sob escaped her throat before turning to me.
“His name was Jasper, Major Jasper Whitlock.” With that she closed the door, leaving me in stunned silence.
Author note: *LOUD GASP*