Thunder Strikes

A year later, Edward and Melody are trying to keep their quite new relationship last. Unfortunately a few somebody's are getting in their way, tensing them up. In times of stress, fear, Joy and promises, the young couple needs to raise two toddlers and learn to be honest to themselves and each other.
And while Edward is distant for reasons Melody is not aware of a new attacker who is waiting for the right time to bite.

Will their bond be strong enough to survive? Or will the someone be able to break it?

Thunder Strikes is a sequel to Starless Sky and Moon Girl.

Get bitten and tag along!

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This story is RATED 18+ / NC-17 which means the following:

- sex
- violence
- angst
- cursing

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50. Thunder 49

“Adam, you’re absolutely sure that they’re gone? No scratch?’ I ask hopefully. Please tell me it’s true! Then Edward would get a little less of my fury when I meet him later. Behind me Adam chuckles, ’Yes, dear. I can’t see anything. Look for yourself.’
I do as he requests and look through his mind. nothing. No blood, no wound. No scar.
the wide grin that spreads over my face must look like the one of the Cheshire cat.

That evening, my beautiful boys arrive home, jumping up and down, telling me stories in extreme detail and wanting to cuddle up against me on the couch as we watch some Disney movie.
in that moment I couldn’t ask for more.
‘Mom?’ Raven then starts, his head laying at my side, his younger brother yawning at my other side.
‘Yes?’
‘Why were you gone? Daddy says you were a bit sick,’ he goes on, his golden eyes fixated on mine, ’Are you feeling better now?’
I sigh, smile lightly and brush a bit of his dark unruly hair aside,’ Yes, I was. but I do feel better now.’
the smile that lights his face makes me go emotional somehow. I missed them. Their strange intelligence. How they’ve grown mentally in my lost five days.
‘Great! can we go to the beach then tomorrow? Papa Carlisle said the weather should be nice!’
my face falls into a scowl, unwillingly as they both cheer. The only beach close here is La Push. And I don’t feel like meeting up with Bella and Jacob. Or the others. And they sure will be in the area.
And the sunlight does affect my boys. Not like it does with Edward, but there is something different about their skin. It glows like plastic. It looks unreal.
Raven notices my expression and his own falls.
‘it’s the sunlight isn’t it?’ his round eyes question. I sigh again and nod.

‘I’m sorry baby,’ my hand goes through his springy hair, ’But you have to understand that you’re different than other humans. Humans can’t know how we live and what we look like.’
Once I’ve spoken the words, I realize that I’ve never spoken about this with them. And maybe nobody has….but somehow he knows that he is different than Charlie. And Charlie is as human as he can be.
The curiosity rises in the now brightening golden gems and at my other side, it also raises questions. I’ve recently found out that Raven wants to learn a lot, . So now I’ve cut this topic, I’ll have to finish it as well…
I hold up my finger at them just before they can go insane with asking tons of question I’ll have to try to answer as easy as possible. Raven is still a toddler after all. And Blaze is getting closer to that mental age. At least….that’s what they looks like.
‘Wait a second – let me get something to drink first. Then I’ll explain.’
I see two grins like they’ve gotten a hold of the canary, being the cat themself. I chuckle and get up, my nerves getting out my mind. I go to the kitchen where my sisters are talking about…me.
opening the door I frown, searching their faces, even as their minds.

‘What’s up?’
Skye shrugs casually and Layla’s mind closes within a nanosecond. This is seriously not funny. I hate it when they do that.
‘Well?’ I put my hands at my sides, arching an eyebrow,’ You guys have to know that I can hear you. So if there’s something I’m not to know – please go somewhere else…’
Scarlett gets up from her chair, going to the coffee machine,’ Well, it’s not something you can’t really know. I don’t think you want to,’ she says, shrugging ,’And besides, we can talk all we want since you were busy with your children. And I know that your mind isn’t so focused on what happens around you at those times.’
I roll my eyes as they all giggle and confirm what Scarlett just said.
‘Alright whatever. Talk all you want but I might be having a bit of a struggle here…’
that gets their attention as three heads turn at once.
‘They want to know.’
Layla frowns, as does Skye. But Scarlett knows what I’m hinting at and she scowls. Here voice drops to a lower level ’They’re too young Melody. They won’t understand.’
I shake my head and swallow, ’Well I think they will. Ok – Raven will. He already got that we couldn’t visit la push because of the sunlight,’ I explain and Skye gasps about that it’s soon.
‘I think that he’s smarter than he lets on.’
‘Possibly,’ Skye and Layla discuss. I rub my forehead out of nerves. Damn, how am i going to do this? I start pacing through the kitchen and try to find the easiest way which is a difficult thing – it ain’t easy at all. Our whole existence isn’t easy to explain. Even I have difficulties with understanding it at times. Let alone a two year old with an obviously older mind.
‘Just do it,’ Scarlett then exclaims. Simply,’ Try to make it easy, not everything at once. Just that they’re not….human.’
‘But make sure that they can’t let anyone besides his own family know that they’re like they are.’ Skye drops in. I snort and my eyes roll their usual round, ’Off course not.’

sisters wish me luck and then it’s time to do this thing. I quickly grab three glasses of lemonade and re-enter the living room, where the TV has been put on standby, and go to sit next to Raven on the couch. Blaze curls up against my side again his hands under my arm, warming up the cold skin. It won’t ever warm up like he wishes, though.
‘Alright buddies – what do you already know?’
Raven leans back, his head touching the cream-colored cushions. He shrugs and then drops the first thing that comes to his mind.
‘Grandpa Charlie isn’t like Papa Carlisle.’
I swallow. Yep – he’s damn smart alright. Nothing goes past this boy and that kind of frightens me.

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