Chapter Eighteen

Title: Flash Fire

Pairing: Garrett/Bella

Summary: She sacrificed a lot for her brother so he could escape hell. Now in isolation, will she find her own happiness or will war come knocking once more?

Author Note: this is going to be a drabble, so chapters will be anywhere between 100-600 words.

Chapter Seventeen

Isabella wrapped her shield tightly around her as a familiar scent reached her senses. Leather, Magnolias and gunpowder, it was her brother’s scent. A smile graced her face for the first time since her fusing; she had been looking for years for her brother and coven.

Though the smile soon turned to a confused frown as an unknown scent mingled in, it was not Charlotte’s and Peter didn’t have a scent… So who owned the underlying mixture of chemicals, lemons and lime?

“Odd, perhaps a new coven member?” She muttered to herself before slowly and quietly making her way forward, following the strange scent and her brothers.

… I can’t see.” A voice shrilly cried out.

Bella came to a complete stop and waited, she could see clearly through the trees a coven and with them, her brother. Thankfully her shield blocked him and any gift they might have had, she’d see what and where this went first before making herself known.

“Darlin’ calm down; it could be a number of things that are blocking your vision.” Jasper drawled out, sending a wave of calm with it.

“Is there anyone from your past that could cause this?” A blonde male asked and Bella frowned, she could tell he was the coven leader.

Jasper shook his head while pulling the sprite closer. “Once, she’s dead.”

She’s heard enough, she could see that her brother was happy, that he had found a companion in the pixie at his side. She would not stay here a moment longer, she would not risk his new life and causing fear in his new coven.

“I had hoped you would know I was not gone, foolish man. But my years of absence and fall of Enyo seems to drive in the fact. Goodbye my brother, may you live in peace.” The words were no louder than a whisper, silent to those outside her shield.

With a sad smile, Isabella turned and left. There was nothing here for her.

Author Note: Oh I am evil…