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The Cullen’s are surprised to find out that Bella comes to Forks already knowing about the world of vampires. Not only that, but there is a deep connection to their kind. Will they be able to keep Bella safe when nomads put her into even more danger?
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1. Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

(Bella's POV)

It was the weekend before Christmas and I was so glad that my stepdad, Phil, had been able to come home early. It took a bit work to arrange it, but he really wanted to surprise my Mom by showing up a couple of days earlier then she was expecting. Wanting to give them an early Christmas gift by letting them have the weekend alone I decided to go over to Thomas's house, like I usually did when my Mom went out of town to visit Phil.

You see, Phil is a minor league baseball player. It keeps him on the road a lot, something that has always made my mother very sad. It wasn't that she didn't want him to have a chance to get on a team; it's just the fact that she misses him terribly when he is gone. I knew that the only thing that kept her from going out of town with him was her need to stay home with me.

A few months ago, I talked her into letting me stay over at Thomas's house on as many weekends as possible so that she would have the chance to see Phil a little more frequently. I knew that this time with Phil meant a lot to her, but what I had hoped would help her out of her depression only ended up making it worse. Even five days apart seemed to be too much for her to be able to not feel so lonely for Phil. This was one of the main reasons why I made the decision to go move in with my dad up in Forks, Washington.

Although my moving in with my dad gave my mom the ability to travel with Phil on a full-time basis, it wasn't the only reason why I wanted to do this. My moving to Forks would also give Thomas the excuse he needed to move away from the Arizona sun; something that he couldn't go out in. That is at least something that he couldn't do without getting too much attention.

Thomas was, without a doubt, one of my favorite people in this world, and though everyone else believed he was just my adopted uncle, I knew just how special he was. Most people knew him as the teenager my Grandmother adopted a few years before she passed away who then came to live with us until he was a legal adult.

I loved my weekends with Thomas; we were so much alike. We would spend our time either reading books – mainly the classics but every once in a while we would branch out on the genre – or storytelling. Without a doubt, one of my most favorite things to do was to hear Thomas tell me stories about our family. He was such a good story teller and I didn't even care if I was classified as being too old to enjoy a good story.

Since it was Sunday night, we were on our way back to my house. But for some reason the closer we got to my house the more agitated Thomas seemed to be getting. By the time we reached my driveway he quickly stopped the car and pulled out his cell phone. "Bella stay in the car and call 911. I'll be right back." With those words he ran into the already open front door.

I soon as I saw that opened front door I could feel fear and dread wash over me. It took all of my concentration to try and dial the phone, but before I could even press send on the phone, Thomas was back and taking the phone out of my hand. Taking my hand in his, he pressed send and waited for the other line to answer. I could just tell by the look on his face that whatever had happened, it was really bad news.

Thomas sensed my growing panic and let go of my hand so that he could start rubbing my cheek in a way to try to soothe my anxiety. It felt like a lifetime before someone answered the phone, but as soon as someone answered, Thomas started to confirm my worst nightmares were now my reality.

"Yes. I need you to send the police right away. I just got to my sister's home to find the door forced open and both my sister and her husband are dead in the living room." I just couldn't believe what he was saying. I had a feeling that there was more that he wasn't saying. Whether it was to protect me or to not say too much to the operator, I wasn't sure.

As I heard him give the operator my address, I could feel myself start to lose it; I was shaking and I could feel the sobs start to make their way out. By the time he was hanging up the phone I was unable to hold it in anymore. I started sobbing, I could feel the hot tears leave my eyes and run quickly down my face.

The next thing I knew Thomas was suddenly opening my car door and pulling me into a tender embrace, rubbing my back very gently. "Shhh, Bella, please don't cry, sweetheart. I know it's not enough, but I'm here for you. I will help you get through this. You know that, don't you?" I couldn't speak so I just.

Within minutes, I could hear sirens making their way to my house and a new feeling of panic started to creep into me. I couldn't take the time to try and figure it out right now, but I knew something was going to break me down even more.

When the cops got out of their squad car, they quickly made their way into the house to confirm what they had heard on the radio. As they came back out I could see one of the officers look in our direction. He said something to the other officer and started to make his way towards us. I really didn't want to talk and I was hoping that it would be okay for Thomas to do all of the talking.

"My name is Officer Lindell. May I ask which of you called 911?" Officer Lindell seemed like a man probably around my dad's age. He was not much taller than me, but seemed solidly built; a definite candidate as a good bouncer to any dance club in the area.

"I called 911," Thomas said very quietly. "I was bringing my niece home and noticed the door wide open when we pulled into the driveway. I made Bella stay in the car while I went inside real quick to see what was going on. That is when I found Renee and Phil." Thomas's voice got choked up then and it took him a minute to keep going. "That is when I ran back out here and called 911 on my cell phone."

Officer Lindell looked at both of us with compassionate eyes and asked his first question. "So, this is where you live Miss?" He looked at me waiting to answer but all I could do was nod. "When was the last time you were at home?"

It took me a few more minutes to get my crying under control enough to speak but I finally found my voice. "Thomas picked me up late Friday evening, so that I could stay with him for the weekend." I started.

Thomas continued on with the story, "Bella's mom is usually out of town on the weekends to visit her husband who is always on the road. The normal plan is that Bella comes and stays with me on the weekends."

Officer Lindell continued on with his questions so that he could continue on getting the full story. "And even though your mom and stepdad were in town this weekend you decided to still stay over at your.." His voice started to trail off.

"My uncle's home…Yes sir. I thought that I would give them a quiet weekend at home." I looked over at my home and could feel tears start back up again. "Maybe it would have been better if I had been home; maybe I could have done something to stop this."

Thomas quickly took hold of my face,forcing me to look at him. "Bella, don't ever think that. If you had been home I would have lost more than just Renee; I would have lost you, too. I don't know if I could have handled that." He quickly took me into his arms and hugged me tightly.

"Miss, you said that this was your mother and stepfather's home, is your dad around?"

The mention of my dad started a new wave of tears and I couldn't find the strength to say anything. Finally Thomas answered the question for me. "Her dad is the Chief of Police up in Forks, Washington." From the feel of Thomas's chin on the top of my head I could tell he was trying to look down at me. "Bella, would you like me to call your dad and explain what has happened."

"I don't know. I feel as though I should be the one to call him." I started crying even harder. "He is going to take this so hard. You know he has never stopped loving her, even after all these years. How can I do this to him?" I couldn't imagine the pain this was going to cause and I could feel the dread getting even worse.

Thomas then took his cell phone out of his pocket, found Charlie's phone number in his directory and passed the phone over to me. It only took a few rings before I heard my dad's voice answer, "Hello?"

"Dad!" Was the only word I was able to get out for a while and even that one word came out choked.

"Bella is that you, what's wrong? Are you okay?" My dad's panicked voice came over the phone.

After several deep breaths I finally found my voice again. "Dad. It's so bad; I don't want to have to tell you this."

"Bells, you can tell me anything. Please tell me what's wrong. Are you hurt?"

"No, I'm not hurt." I took a deep breath, "Phil was able to come home this weekend as a special surprise to Mom. To allow them a quiet weekend at home, I went over to Thomas's house like I usually do. When he brought me home tonight," I let out another sob before I could get out, "Dad we got home to find the door kicked in and Mom and Phil murdered."

I could hear my dad's breath catch at the news, I could only imagine what he was feeling. "I'm so sorry, Dad."

My dad cut me off, "Bells stop. You have absolutely nothing to be sorry about."

"I know," I cried, "But I can't help it. I feel like I need to apologize."

Just then Officer Lindell got my attention, only half listening to my dad, I listened to what the officer had to say. "Miss if you would like I can talk to him. It may be easier for me to answer any questions he may have."

I nodded my head. "Dad, would you mind talking to the police officer? You probably have questions and I think he may be able to give you more answers then I could."

I could hear tears in my Dad's voice. "That's probably a good idea Bells. Don't worry about anything, I will find a way down there to be with you as soon as possible."

"I know Dad, I love you." It was a rare thing to actually say to my dad, but I really needed to say those words to him right now.

"I love you too honey," he said and I handed the phone to Officer Lindell.

When Officer Lindell took the phone and walked over to his squad car, Thomas turned me around to face him. "Bella, honey, what do you need from me?"

"I just need you by my side." I kept taking deep breaths in hopes that this would help me get control. "You'll still move up to Washington won't you?" I asked.

"Yes, honey, there is nothing else now holding me to Arizona. You know the only reason I even lived here was because it was where you and your mom were located. It may take some time, though, before that can happen, I will stay down here to help handle the estate, but I will try my hardest to get to you as soon as possible."

I nodded my head. I knew he would do whatever he had to so that we could still be close together. I was the only family he had left and I wasn't going to abandon him, especially now.

A moment later Officer Lindell came back over, I could tell that he was still on the phone. He handed me the phone. "Your dad would like to talk to you again, if that's okay."

I put the phone back to my ear, "Hi, Dad."

In the background I could hear someone talking to Charlie. "Bella, can you hold on a second?"


I couldn't hear who or what Charlie was talking about but within a couple of minutes he was back on the phone. "Thank you, Dr. Cullen, I truly appreciate this. Bells, sorry about that."

"That's okay Dad, where are you?"

"I'm actually down at the hospital here in Forks right now for some Police business and was talking to Dr. Cullen when your phone call came through. While talking to Officer Lindell, Dr. Cullen overheard what had happened and instantly got on his computer to try and help me find the next flight out of here so I can get down to you." He answered one more question that Dr. Cullen must have asked him before continuing, "It appears that I can catch a flight out of here at midnight. Is that okay with you?"

"That would be great Dad. Would you mind if I told Dr. Cullen thank you?"

"Not at all honey, just a minute. Let me put him on for you."

I could hear Charlie talking to somebody and a moment later I could hear a very nice male voice come over the line. "Hello."

"Dr. Cullen, my dad said that you were helping him find a way to Arizona. I just wanted to thank you so much for your kindness." My voice broke a little bit but I forced myself on. "I appreciate this more than you will ever know and I know my dad appreciates it also."

Before I could say anything else, I could hear Dr. Cullen saying, "It is no trouble at all, I just wish I could be helping out for happier circumstances. I'm very sorry about what has happened. I will make sure your father has my phone number. If there is anything at all that you or your father need, please feel free to let myself or my wife, Esme, know and we would be more than happy to help."

With his kindness I could feel my resolve start to break once again. "Your kindness means a lot to me, thank you again."

"You're welcome Bella."

I could hear him give the phone back to my Dad. "Bells, Dr. Cullen is going to follow me home so that I can quickly pack. He will then be driving me to the airport. I will probably call you or Thomas when my plane gets in. I'm assuming you will be with Thomas?"

I looked at Thomas and he nodded saying, "Feel free to invite your Dad to stay with us also."

I answered my Dad, "Yes I will be going back to Thomas's. He wanted me to let you know that he has more than enough room if you wanted to stay with him also. That way we can be close to each other."

It took a second for Charlie to get back on the phone, "That sounds like a good plan. Thank Thomas for me and I will call when my flight gets in so that I can get directions to his home. I'll see you as soon as possible Bells. I love you."

"I love you too Dad. Bye"


(Carlisle – POV)

Today had been a very upsetting day to say the least. The fact that I was a doctor, able to treat the sick and injured didn't really help out when somebody you respect gets hurt emotionally. Days like this, when something is clearly out of my control always leave me with a feeling of helplessness.

As soon as I walked into the door, I could feel Jasper sending me a strong sense of calm. I looked at him with a small smile, "Thank you, son. You have no idea how much that helps." If only he could send this calmness out to Chief Swan right now, he could definitely use it.

"Why are you feeling so bad for Chief Swan? Did something happen to him?" My son, Edward, asked after he heard my thoughts.

It appeared that most of my family stopped whatever they were doing so that they could hear the answer to his question. I figured that I should at least mention this to them, so I went and sat next to Esme. She could always calm me by just the slightest touch. "While I was at work today I ran into Chief Swan. He was at the hospital so that he could take down some interviews regarding an accident that had occurred this afternoon. After he was done I invited him into my office so that we could talk for a little while. I could tell by looking at him that he seemed happier then I had ever seen him. Eventually he told me that his daughter called him earlier this week to ask him if she could move in with him." I grinned as I remember this happier part of our time together, "He was so excited, it doesn't sound like they have ever spent more than a week or two together every year since she was a baby."

"Well that's great, Carlisle, but I don't understand why that would cause you to feel so bad for Chief Swan." Emmett said.

"Well it's what happened a few minutes later that has me feeling bad for Chief Swan. You see it was only a few minutes later that his daughter, Bella, called him."

But before I could continue on, I was being interrupted again by Emmett, "What? She decided to change her mind about moving up here?"

"No, that's not it. You see I could tell right away that she was clearly distraught about something, sobbing for several minutes before she could finally tell Charlie the news."

"Carlisle honey, what news did she have to give him?" Esme said as she put her arm around my back.

"Apparently her stepdad, Phil, is a minor league baseball player who is on the road all of the time. On weekends Bella stays with her mom's adopted brother, Thomas, so that Renee can go be with him. Apparently Phil was able to come home early for Christmas and as a way to give them a quiet night alone, Bella went over to Thomas's house. When Bella got home this evening, she and Thomas found her mom and stepdad murdered." I could hear my wife give a small gasp at what I said; she was so caring. I knew her heart went out to both Chief Swan and Bella. "It sounds like the cops are classifying the murders as the result of a home invasion. The most disturbing thing is that while they killed Phil right away evidence shows that Renee was probably tortured for several hours before they finally killed her."

Just then Alice spoke up, "Actually, Carlisle, there is a lot more to the story then what the Police know about."

I looked at Alice, surprised by her insinuation about what happened. She must have seen something in her visions, which is a bit odd considering that she didn't usually have visions about humans. "What do you mean, Alice, did you see something?"

"Yes, I did. Though I didn't understand who anybody was or even why I was seeing it until now. To be completely honest, I couldn't even hear what was being said in my vision." At this I heard Edward gasp; apparently he now knew what Alice's vision was and it did not appear that I would like the story.

"Please tell us, Alice." Esme begged.

"I had a vision last night while I was hunting. In this vision three nomadic vampires were making their way through the Phoenix area. Finally they came upon the house that they must have been looking for. When they got inside they surprised a couple just clearing the table after dinner. The redheaded vampire made quick work at killing the man; once he was dead she threw his dead body against the wall. They then circled the woman, who seemed scared but at the same time resigned about something.

"The strangest thing was that though I couldn't hear anything going on in this vision, I could tell that they were pumping her for information."

"Why would you say that?" Jasper asked curiously. He looked just as confused as the rest of us, as to why these vampires would be trying to interrogate a human.

"It was in their actions, Jazz. Who I would classify as the leader of the coven would get right in the woman's face and say something, probably asking a question due to the reaction the human would give." When I nodded for Alice to go on with what she saw, she continued, "It looked as though some of the things he would say would trigger a flash of understanding, but after each thing the leader said I could clearly see that she would respond with a very firm no.

"Each time she would answer in the negative, he would get angry and would break another bone. It looked like this went on for hours, him asking her something, she refusing to say anything to him and then him breaking another bone. The sickest part was that I think he was enjoying himself too much, like a person finally getting revenge."

That last part bothered me. "What on earth would a vampire need revenge against a human for?"

"I'm not sure, Carlisle, I don't even know if I'm correct in my opinion, but that's what it seemed like." Alice shuddered. "Finally he got so angry that instead of breaking her collarbone he actually broke her neck."

I stopped her at this point to ask a question, "Did you see any clues that may have told you what they wanted?" I couldn't make sense of any of this.

"No, just from what I saw they were clearly determined to get something out of her. I'm assuming that it must have been Chief Swan's ex-wife, due to your description of what happened to her and her husband."

Jasper cut in then, "Do you see them taking any interest in the Chief or his daughter?"

"I really don't know. I'm feeling a bit helpless at the moment; when I had the vision last night, all I know is that a sudden surge of hatred came over me. I wanted nothing more than to protect this woman. The need to protect her came over me so strongly I couldn't make sense of it. It was the same kind of feeling I would have if I found out any of you were in danger."

"Is this why I have felt such a wide range of emotions coming from you Alice?" Jasper asked her pulling her into his arms.

"It could be; a part of me feels as though I have lost a family member, I can't explain it. Maybe it is due to the vision I had, it really was truly awful." She looked at me and then asked, "How was Chief Swan when he heard the news?"

"Chief Swan was beside himself. I don't think he ever stopped loving his ex-wife, even after all these years. He was also very worried about his daughter. Since I overheard the phone conversation, I started making travel arrangements for him, but had to get him to tell me what was going on so he wouldn't be suspicious about how I knew he needed to leave town. Once the travel arrangements were made, I talked him into allowing me to follow him home so that I could then drive him immediately to the airport for his flight."

Edward then turned to Alice. "Alice under the circumstances I think it would be a good idea to keep a look out for the location of these nomads."

Alice nodded. "I agree. The way they looked, I can imagine that if they didn't get the information they wanted out of Chief Swan's ex-wife. They may think that her daughter may know something."

I looked at my family one by one. "Will everyone please keep a look out for Chief Swan and Bella? I have a feeling they may be in need of protection. I also worry about Bella's emotional well-being. From the description Charlie provided me with on the way to the airport, Bella was the one who always took care of her mom instead of the other way around. When she was talking to him on the phone, it seemed like she was blaming herself for not being there when this happened. She even tried apologizing to her Dad."

"That poor girl, do you know whether or not she is for sure moving in with her Dad? Under the circumstances could she decide to stay with her uncle?" Esme asked me.

"I believe the plan is that she will still move in with Charlie. It also sounds like her uncle had already looked into moving up to Washington also. He apparently has some health issues that force him to stay inside a lot." Looking around at my family I could tell that they would comply with my request regardless of what their feelings may be about this.