4AN: For the people too lazy to look up a timeline, this is set a month after Breaking Dawn. In fact, I'll just post the link to the timeline in my profile. Also, I know the Upper Peninsula of Michigan gets quite a bit of sun, but bear with me here, this is fiction and I can twist a few things up.
Any ideas for what to put on the blog? Anything that you want to see? I'm open to ideas, anything. Pictures? I'm going to be creating new characters once they move, and we are going to have the usual crazy fan going spastic when the Cullens accidently touch them.
And what do you all think of the Volturi? Should they meddle or not? I'm just curious to what you all think. In the end it'll be me writing the story.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer owns all. I just decided to twist things up a bit.No copyright infringement intended.
-Thursday, February 1st, 2007: 11:58-
BPOV
On average the drive to Seattle would take three hours, but with Edward's speed we were able to get there in a hour. The drive was spent talking, and with Renesmee singing along to the radio. I was amused, but her choice in music didn't seem to leave Edward satisfied.
We pulled into the local Wal-Mart, as it was the most sensible place to look for the book. If it was new, and popular, it would be the obvious way to go.
"Wal-Mart!" Nessie cheered, clapping her hands. My god, my daughter was turning into a miniature Alice. Next thing you know, Alice will have her drooling over the newest clothes.
"It was the obvious place to go," Edward admitted as he got out of the car and walked to my side, opening my door and holding his hand out. I didn't bother trying to beat him out of the car these days, it was just one of those things that he loved to do for me, and that I'd gotten used to.
Taking his hand, I climbed out of the car and walked over to Nessie's side, picking her up and settling her on my hip. She looked to the ground with a pout, obviously wanting to walk herself.
"For appearances sake Nessie, four year olds like to sit in shopping carts," I whispered into her ear, as if it was a big great secret and I'd just let her in on it. Edward chuckled at my right side as he took my hand, brushing our daughter's wild bronze curls out of her face with his other hand.
"Okay," she chimed up as we entered the store. Edward went and pulled out a shopping cart, unbuckling the safety belt.
I sat Renesmee down into the seat, and she grinned up at us. At my side Edward rolled his eyes, more than likely at Nessie's thoughts. If her grin was anything to go by, of course, then it was most definitely something in her thoughts.
We began walking through the store toward the book section, Edward's arm around my waist. Once we had gotten there, I grabbed the Twilight book and stuck it beside Nessie. She picked it up and began to flip through it curiously.
Edward looked at Renesmee before leaning in to me.
"Nessie wants to see the fish," he whispered in my ear with an amused smile. I knew why he was amused. Upon us walking up to the fish, they would scurry to the back of the tank in an attempt to get away from us.
"Okay," I agreed, pushing the cart toward the pet section. Might as well give her the chance to see them, it's not like she'll be able to do the same in a lake or ocean. They would just swim away, not having any tanks to contain them.
We paused by the fish tanks and watched as, expectedly, they scurried off. Nessie giggled, showing off her pearly white teeth.
After a few minutes, I sighed, "Come on, let's go pay."
Edward walked beside me as we began heading to the self-checkout area. I rung up the book and paid with the fancy black credit card (I still roll my eyes about it to this day) before pushing the shopping cart to the entryway. Edward picked Renesmee up and pecked my lips.
"Love you, Bella," he whispered in my ear. I smiled at my husband.
"I love you too, Edward," I responded, and Nessie covered her eyes with her hands and giggled.
We headed back out to the Volvo and got in, before driving home. I flipped through the book on the way back, and frowned as I realized it was in my point of view; and that it was my thoughts, word for word. Oh great, this is just great.
"What, love?" Edward questioned as he saw me frown.
I shrugged, sighing, "Nothing, it's just that it's in my point of view, and it follows my thoughts, word for word."
I heard Edward sigh as well, "I was hoping that wasn't the case, though it makes me wonder how Meyer knows everything you thought. Does she have an ability of some sort? I guess we'll only know by following the series."
"Yea," I agreed, nodding slightly.
Edward took his right hand off the wheel and held my hand in his.
"It'll be okay, love," he told me with a warm smile, "It'll be okay."
"What daddy said," Nessie said in her high soprano voice from the back seat, she'd been quiet ever since we'd gotten into the car.
And I smiled despite the coming chaos. Being chased by fans wasn't that bad, until you got to the whole keeping the secret part. That was the hard part, and I wasn't sure how we were going to do it. We soon enough turned onto the driveway and headed to the house.
Alice was waiting for us on the porch, a wide excited smile on her face. She bounced up to us, grinning widely.
"I found us a place to live!" she chimed, opening my car door and sweeping me into a hug.
"Alice," Edward warned, getting out of the car at vampire speed and going to Nessie's side. He pulled her out of her car seat and into his arms.
I patted Alice's back as she started in on the new place, "I couldn't find one away from tons of fans, as they seem to be everywhere. But this house is set in Upper Peninsula of Michigan, in Marquette County. It's very, very nice-" I put my hand over Alice's mouth.
"Okay, okay, I get it! It's a nice house. And the location seems nice too. Doesn't Michigan snow a lot?"
"Yes," Edward chuckled, weaving his hand through mine, "And now if you don't mind Alice, I am going to take back my wife now."
"Fine," Alice griped, putting her hands on her hips, "But I'm going to tell you all about it later Bella," She warned with a gleam in her eye. Uh-oh, I have a feeling that Bella Barbie is going to be played soon.
Edward pulled me toward the kitchen and away from Alice's overactive imagination. Esme was in there cooking lunch for Nessie. He kissed the top of Renesmee's head before sitting her in a chair to wait for lunch. She smiled at Esme.
"Smells good, Grandma Esme," Nessie chimed.
Edward pulled out a chair for me and I sat down, before he followed suit. I set the bag with the Twilight book on the table. We didn't eat human food, but we did like to accompany Nessie when she did eat. She could live off of blood or food, and she preferred blood, but she also loved eating other things.
We sat there together, the three of us, before Edward and I headed out to go pack. I didn't want to leave Charlie, but I knew it was necessary. Our secret was in danger, and therefore that meant us too.
We first stopped at his old bedroom in the main house, gathering up little knickknacks and other precious things. It didn't take us long, about an hour and a half. Once that room was done, we headed out to the cottage and began to pack there.
Once everything that we wanted to pack was packed, we headed back to the main house.
"We're going to be discussing the book in just a bit," my husband whispered in my ear. This was one of those times I was thankful for his mindreading. But just as he could read minds, I had a mental shield in which I could extend to protect people. I could also peel that shield back so that Edward could read my mind. He loved those times. But those times were very few, seeing as it was extremely difficult to do.
There were other gifts among our family. Nessie could show someone her thoughts by touching them, and no one could ever keep her out. And Alice could see the future, depending on their decisions. And last but not least, Jasper could feel and manipulate the emotions around him.
Edward and I held hands as we jumped the river, and Nessie bounded over to us and into my arms. She pressed her palm to my cheek and showed me Alice dressing her up and Rosalie brushing her hair.
I chuckled, "Had a good time?"
Nessie beamed, "Yes, Momma, I did."
Edward smiled crookedly at Nessie and ran his hand down her hair, "That's good. Just don't let Alice go overboard." He playfully winked at her.
She giggled, "I won't, Daddy!"
I felt my heart warm as I the interaction between the two of them and rolled my eyes, "Come on, you two goofballs, let's go inside."
Taking Edward's hand as we went inside, he began leading us to the living room. I had a feeling we were going to be talking about the book now.
Edward and I both sat down on the end of the couch, our arms around each other, and Nessie crawled over to his lap. She didn't need to, but she pressed her palm to his cheek anyways, silently communicating to him.
"Yes, we are talking about the book now," he said softly, brushing her hair out of her face.
Satisfied, she settled down into him. Edward leaned over and brushed his lips softly against mine, no doubt aware of our audience.
"It will be okay, love," he whispered in my ear, his velvet voice soft and loving. Usually Edward is the worrier and me the comforter, but since this time I just can't help but worry, the tables turn around on us.
The rest of the family flocks around the living room, finding a spot on the large couch or few chairs to sit on.
Carlisle and Esme sit down on the other end of the couch, Alice and Jasper on a chair, and Rosalie and Emmett also on another chair.
"Ok, everyone has packed. Alice, have you found a good house?"
"Yes, it's in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. It's cloudy a lot of times there, and there's lots of snow. The house is a little off to the side, in Marquette County, and it's very big. There are enough bedrooms for all of us in it," she beamed with her work done.
"Jasper, have you contacted Jenks?" Carlisle asked him.
"Yea, we are going to be known as the Salems. Bella, Emmett and Alice are siblings, last name is going to be Raines; Rose and I are going to be twins, with the last name Callaway, and Edward and Nessie's last name is going to be Hawks. Carlisle and Esme, your last names are of course, Salem. If the pack decides to come along, their last name will be Levitt," Jasper answered in the affirmative.
"Alright everyone, the cover story is that we adopted Bella, Emmett, and Alice when a car crash killed their parents. Edward and Nessie are Esme's nephew and niece, and we adopted them when their mom died from Cancer, and their father died from a heart attack. And Rosalie and Jasper, we adopted you two when your house caught on fire and killed your parents."
Carlisle then turned to Edward and I, "Ok, Bella, Edward, have you got the book?"
"Yes," I said and ran at vampire speed to the kitchen, grabbed the book, and curled back up into Edward's side. His arm came back around to wrap around me.
For the next hour we read the book, and all of us reviewed over it. As expected, the book met the events of our lives word for word. This couldn't be good, not at all. After we were finished, Edward had a dazed look on his face.
"Are you ok, Edward?" I questioned him, wondering why he looked why he did.
"Yes, love. I just love hearing your thoughts," he kissed my forehead and chuckled lightly.
I softly ran my hand down his cheek and kissed his lips, "Love you too, my silly vampire."
At that, everyone began to disperse, sensing that the meeting was over. Alice foresaw that the moving van would be here tomorrow, and Carlisle had already told the hospital that we were moving. All that was left to do was to tell Charlie. I decided to do so later, when Edward and I were alone.
Jake and Seth came over, and Nessie leap out of Edward's arms to play with her favorite werewolf. Even though the Quileute's are shape-shifters, it's just easier to call them werewolves. Jacob, Seth, and Leah had decided that they were coming with us. The rest of the pack just couldn't leave their imprints or just didn't want to come, not wanting to leave their family. And that was okay, of course.
"Come on, love. Let's go upstairs," Edward told me as he kissed me again passionately.
"Alright," I sighed and grabbed his hand, and we headed up to his old room.
Closing the door, we both sat down on his couch, surrounded by moving boxes and he wrapped his arms around me.
I looked up at him, my handsome, loving husband and knew I needed to get the call with my father over with. The longer I attempted to hold it off, the worst the situation would be. And we didn't want that.
"Edward, I need to call Charlie."
"You do love. He has a right to know," he agreed, and I pulled my phone out of my pocket and dialed my father's number. I just hoped that Charlie would understand. My father could be unreasonable at times, of certain subjects. This would more than likely be one of them.
"Let's just hope he'll be reasonable," I sighed, listening to the phone ringing, "I'm just not in the mood to deal with him if he is going to unreasonable."