3 eclipse月食-第58部分

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at　the　end　of　the　school　year；　sort　of　a　celebration；　but　this　year　I　decided　I’d　rather　shop　than　hike；　and　not　
one　of　them　will　stay　behind　with　me。　I’m　abandoned。”　
Her　face　puckered；　the　expression　so　devastated　that　Charlie　leaned　toward　her　automatically；　one　hand　
reaching　out；　looking　for　some　way　to　help。　I　glared　at　her　suspiciously。　What　was　she　doing？　
“Alice；　honey；　why　don’t　you　e　stay　with　us；”　Charlie　offered。　“I　hate　to　think　of　you　all　alone　in　that　
big　house。”　
She　sighed。　Something　squashed　my　foot　under　the　table。　
“Ow！”　I　protested。　
Charlie　turned　to　me。　“What？”　
Alice　shot　me　a　frustrated　look。　I　could　tell　she　thought　that　I　was　very　slow　tonight。　
“Stubbed　my　toe；”　I　muttered。　
“Oh。”　He　looked　back　at　Alice。　“So；　how　’bout　it？”　
She　stepped　on　my　foot　again；　not　quite　so　hard　this　time。　
“Er；　Dad；　you　know；　we　don’t　really　have　the　best　acmodations　here。　I　bet　Alice　doesn’t　want　to　
sleep　on　my　floor。　。　。　。”　
Charlie　pursed　his　lips。　Alice　pulled　out　the　devastated　expression　again。　
“Maybe　Bella　should　stay　up　there　with　you；”　he　suggested。　“Just　until　your　folks　get　back。”　
“Oh；　would　you；　Bella？”　Alice　smiled　at　me　radiantly。　“You　don’t　mind　shopping　with　me；　right？”　
“Sure；”　I　agreed。　“Shopping。　Okay。”　
“When　are　they　leaving？”　Charlie　asked。　
Alice　made　another　face。　“Tomorrow。”　
“When　do　you　want　me？”　I　asked。　
“After　dinner；　I　guess；”　she　said；　and　then　put　one　finger　to　her　chin；　thoughtful。　“You　don’t　have　anything　
going　on　Saturday；　do　you？　I　want　to　get　out　of　town　to　shop；　and　it　will　be　an　allday　thing。”　
“Not　Seattle；”　Charlie　interjected；　his　eyebrows　pulling　together。　

“Of　course　not；”　Alice　agreed　at　once；　though　we　both　knew　Seattle　would　be　plenty　safe　on　Saturday。　“I　
was　thinking　Olympia；　maybe。　。　。　。”　
“You’ll　like　that；　Bella。”　Charlie　was　cheerful　with　relief。　“Go　get　your　fill　of　the　city。”　
“Yeah；　Dad。　It’ll　be　great。”　
With　one　easy　conversation；　Alice　had　cleared　my　schedule　for　the　battle。　
Edward　returned　not　much　later。　He　accepted　Charlie’s　wishes　for　a　nice　trip　without　surprise。　He　claimed　
they　were　leaving　early　in　the　morning；　and　said　goodnight　before　the　usual　time。　Alice　left　with　him。　
I　excused　myself　soon　after　they　left。　
“You　can’t　be　tired；”　Charlie　protested。　
“A　little；”　I　lied。　
“No　wonder　you　like　to　skip　the　parties；”　he　muttered。　“It　takes　you　so　long　to　recover。”　
Upstairs；　Edward　was　lying　across　my　bed。　
“What　time　are　we　meeting　with　the　wolves？”　I　murmured　as　I　went　to　join　him。　
“In　an　hour。”　
“That’s　good。　Jake　and　his　friends　need　to　get　some　sleep。”　
“They　don’t　need　as　much　as　you　do；”　he　pointed　out。　
I　moved　to　another　topic；　assuming　he　was　about　to　try　to　talk　me　into　staying　home。　“Did　Alice　tell　you　
that　she’s　kidnapping　me　again？”　
He　grinned。　“Actually；　she’s　not。”　
I　stared　at　him；　confused；　and　he　laughed　quietly　at　my　expression。　
“I’m　the　only　one　who　has　permission　to　hold　you　hostage；　remember？”　he　said。　“Alice　is　going　hunting　
with　the　rest　of　them。”　He　sighed。　“I　guess　I　don’t　need　to　do　that　now。”　
“You’re　kidnapping　me？”　
He　nodded。　
I　thought　about　that　briefly。　No　Charlie　listening　downstairs；　checking　on　me　every　so　often。　And　no　
houseful　of　wideawake　vampires　with　their　intrusively　sensitive　hearing。　。　。　。　Just　him　and　me　—　really　alone。　
“Is　that　all　right？”　he　asked；　concerned　by　my　silence。　
“Well　。　。　。　sure；　except　for　one　thing。”　
“What　thing？”　His　eyes　were　anxious。　It　was　mindboggling；　but；　somehow；　he　still　seemed　unsure　of　his　
hold　on　me。　Maybe　I　needed　to　make　myself　more　clear。　
“Why　didn’t　Alice　tell　Charlie　you　were　leaving　tonight？”　I　asked。　
He　laughed；　relieved。　
I　enjoyed　the　trip　to　the　clearing　more　than　I　had　last　night。　I　still　felt　guilty；　still　afraid；　but　I　wasn’t　terrified　
anymore。　I　could　function。　I　could　see　past　what　was　ing；　and　almost　believe　that　maybe　it　would　be　
okay。　Edward　was　apparently　fine　with　the　idea　of　missing　the　fight　。　。　。　and　that　made　it　very　hard　not　to　
believe　him　when　he　said　this　would　be　easy。　He　wouldn’t　leave　his　family　if　he　didn’t　believe　it　himself。　Maybe　
Alice　was　right；　and　I　did　worry　too　much。　
We　got　to　the　clearing　last。　
Jasper　and　Emmett　were　already　wrestling　—　just　warming　up　from　the　sounds　of　their　laughter。　Alice　and　
Rosalie　lounged　on　the　hard　ground；　watching。　Esme　and　Carlisle　were　talking　a　few　yards　away；　heads　close　
together；　fingers　linked；　not　paying　attention。　
It　was　much　brighter　tonight；　the　moon　shining　through　the　thin　clouds；　and　I　could　easily　see　the　three　
wolves　that　sat　around　the　edge　of　the　practice　ring；　spaced　far　apart　to　watch　from　different　angles。　
It　was　also　easy　to　recognize　Jacob；　I　would　have　known　him　at　once；　even　if　he　hadn’t　looked　up　and　
stared　at　the　sound　of　our　approach。　
“Where　are　the　rest　of　the　wolves？”　I　wondered。　
“They　don’t　all　need　to　be　here。　One　would　do　the　job；　but　Sam　didn’t　trust　us　enough　to　just　send　Jacob；　
though　Jacob　was　willing。　Quil　and　Embry　are　his　usual　。　。　。　I　guess　you　could　call　them　his　wingmen。”　
“Jacob　trusts　you。”　
Edward　nodded。　“He　trusts　us　not　to　try　to　kill　him。　That’s　about　it；　though。”　
“Are　you　participating　tonight？”　I　asked；　hesitant。　I　knew　this　was　going　to　be　almost　as　hard　for　him　as　
being　left　behind　would　have　been　for　me。　Maybe　harder。　

　“I’ll　help　Jasper　when　he　needs　it。　He　wants　to　try　some　unequal　groupings；　teach　them　how　to　deal　with　
multiple　attackers。”　
　He　shrugged。　
　And　a　fresh　wave　of　panic　shattered　my　brief　sense　of　confidence。　
　They　were　still　outnumbered。　I　was　making　that　worse。　
　I　stared　at　the　field；　trying　to　hide　my　reaction。　
　It　was　the　wrong　place　to　look；　struggling　as　I　was　to　lie　to　myself；　to　convince　myself　that　everything　
would　work　out　as　I　needed　it　to。　Because　when　I　forced　my　eyes　away　from　the　Cullens　—　away　from　the　
image　of　their　playfighting　that　would　be　real　and　deadly　in　just　a　few　days　—　Jacob　caught　my　eyes　and　
smiled。　
　It　was　the　same　wolfy　grin　as　before；　his　eyes　scrunching　the　way　they　did　when　he　was　human。　
　It　was　hard　to　believe　that；　not　so　long　ago；　I’d　found　the　werewolves　frightening　—　lost　sleep　to　
nightmares　about　them。　
　I　knew；　without　asking；　which　of　the　others　was　Embry　and　which　was　Quil。　Because　Embry　was　clearly　
the　thinner　gray　wolf　with　the　dark　spots　on　his　back；　who　sat　so　patiently　watching；　while　Quil　—　deep　
chocolate　brown；　lighter　over　his　face　—　twitched　constantly；　looking　like　he　was　dying　to　join　in　the　mock　
fight。　They　weren’t　monsters；　even　like　this。　They　were　friends。　
　Friends　who　didn’t　look　nearly　as　indestructible　as　Emmett　and　Jasper　did；　moving　faster　than　cobra　
strikes　while　the　moonlight　glinted　off　their　granitehard　skin。　Friends　who　didn’t　seem　to　understand　the　
danger　involved　here。　Friends　who　were　still　somewhat　mortal；　friends　who　could　bleed；　friends　who　could　
die。　。　。　。　
　Edward’s　confidence　was　reassuring；　because　it　was　plain　that　he　wasn’t　truly　worried　about　his　family。　
But　would　it　hurt　him　if　something　happened　to　the　wolves？　Was　there　any　reason　for　him　to　be　anxious；　if　that　
possibility　didn’t　bother　him？　Edward’s　confidence　only　applied　to　one　set　of　my　fears。　
　I　tried　to　smile　back　at　Jacob；　swallowing　against　the　lump　in　my　throat。　I　didn’t　seem　to　get　it　right。　
　Jacob　sprang　lightly　to　his　feet；　his　agility　at　odds　with　his　sheer　mass；　and　trotted　over　to　where　Edward　
and　I　stood　on　the　fringe　of　things。　
　“Jacob；”　Edward　greeted　him　politely。　
　Jacob　ignored　him；　his　dark　eyes　on　me。　He　put　his　head　down　to　my　level；　as　he　had　yesterday；　cocking　
it　to　one　side。　A　low　whimper　escaped　his　muzzle。　
　“I’m　fine；”　I　answered；　not　needing　the　translation　that　Edward　was　about　to　give。　“Just　worried；　you　
know。”　
　Jacob　continued　to　stare　at　me。　
　“He　wants　to　know　why；”　Edward　murmured。　
　Jacob　growled　—　not　a　threatening　sound；　an　annoyed　sound　—　and　Edward’s　lips　twitched。　
　“What？”　I　asked。　
　“He　thinks　my　translations　leave　something　to　be　desired。　What　he　actually　thought　was；　‘That’s　really　
stupid。　What　is　there　to　be　worried　about？’　I　edited；　because　I　thought　it　was　rude。”　
　I　halfway　smiled；　too　anxious　to　really　feel　amused。　“There’s　plenty　to　be　worried　about；”　I　told　Jacob。　
“Like　a　bunch　of　really　stupid　wolves　getting　themselves　hurt。”　
　Jacob　laughed　his　coughing　bark。　
　Edward　sighed。　“Jasper　wants　help。　You’ll　be　okay　without　a　translator？”　
　“I’ll　manage。”　
　Edward　looked　at　me　wistfully　for　one　minute；　his　expression　hard　to　understand；　then　turned　his　back　and　
strode　over　to　where　Jasper　waited。　
　I　sat　down　where　I　was。　The　ground　was　cold　and　unfortable。　
　Jacob　took　a　step　forward；　then　looked　back　at　me；　and　a　low　whine　rose　in　his　throat。　He　took　another　
halfstep。　
　“Go　on　without　me；”　I　told　him。　“I　don’t　want　to　watch。”　
　Jacob　leaned　his　head　to　the　side　again　for　a　moment；　and　then　folded　himself　on　to　the　ground　beside　me　
with　a　rumbling　sigh。　
　“Really；　you　can　go　ahead；”　I　assured　him。　He　didn’t　respond；　he　just　put　his　head　down　on　his　paws。　

I　stared　up　at　the　bright　silver　clouds；　not　wanting　to　see　the　fight。　My　imagination　had　more　than　enough　
fuel。　A　breeze　blew　through　the　clearing；　and　I　shivered。　
Jacob　scooted　himself　closer　to　me；　pressing　his　warm　fur　against　my　left　side。　
“Er；　thanks；”　I　muttered。　
After　a　few　minutes；　I　leaned　against　his　wide　shoulder。　It　was　much　more　fortable　that　way。　
The　clouds　moved　slowly　across　the　sky；　dimming　and　brightening　as　thick　patches　crossed　the　moon　and　
passed　on。　
Absently；　I　began　pulling　my　fingers　through　the　fur　on　his　neck。　That　same　strange　humming　sound　that　
he’d　made　yesterday　rumbled　in　his　throat。　It　was　a　homey　kind　of　sound。　Rougher；　wilder　than　a　cat’s　purr；　
but　conveying　the　same　sense　of　contentment。　
“You　know；　I　never　had　a　dog；”　I　mused。　“I　always　wanted　one；　but　Renée’s　allergic。”　
Jacob　laughed；　his　body　shook　under　me。　
“Aren’t　you　worried　about　Saturday　at　all？”　I　asked。　
He　turned　his　eno