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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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6. Chapter 6

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Chapter 6

(Bella’s POV)

When I woke up from my emotionally exhausting slumber, I was comforted with the feeling of someone lightly brushing their fingers through my hair. It was so relaxing, but at the same time, it was very confusing.

Who on earth was in my room?

I felt so foggy that it took me a couple of minutes to finally open my eyes. I was surprised to find myself staring into the kind eyes of Esme Cullen.

“Esme, what…” I must have looked scared – Esme cut me off before I could say anything else.

“I’m sorry if I startled you, Bella,” Esme began, “But I wanted to make sure that you were okay.”

I remembered my phone conversation with Edward and cringed at the memory. “Is Edward mad at me?”

That question seemed to surprise her. “Why in God’s name would Edward be mad at you, dear? You did nothing wrong.”

She must not have known how horribly I had treated him. “But I lashed out at him.”

She looked at me with her kind eyes and for some reason my panic was instantly comforted by what I saw in them. “Oh Bella, you had every reason in the world to get fed up with his behavior. Over the last couple of days his treatment of you … though it may have been unintentional, it was still horrendous. In the eyes of the rest of my family, you have been labeled a saint in how long you were able to put up with him.”

No longer wanting to lay down, I sat up against the headboard of my bed. “I just didn’t understand what I had done to have him hate me so much,” I whispered. “Then all of a sudden this afternoon, his mood was like it had been the first day I had spoken to him on the phone. I didn’t understand what was going on … and I think I just got a little overwhelmed.”

Esme moved to sit right next to me and wrapped her arms around my waist. “Edward does not hate you – not at all. He feels awful that you were under that assumption.” She sighed before continuing, “I think I should probably explain something to you about Edward.”

“What?” I was curious to find out what Esme had to say. I wanted to understand who Edward was; there was something inside me that almost craved to know more about him.

“He’s scared,” she sighed in a way that almost said the information should be obvious.

“Scared? Scared of what?” I asked, confused.

“Bella, you have no idea how much my family already cares for you, Edward included. I think that is why Edward is so desperate to overcome this weakness he seems to have with your scent. It would absolutely kill him if he somehow lost control and hurt you.”

It didn’t make sense that this family, any of them, would care for me. When it came down to it, they’d barely known me more than a few days. Were a few days really enough time for this family to care about me? I wasn’t so sure, especially when I thought about the hatred I felt coming from Rosalie. “Okay, some of what you just said may be true, I honestly wouldn’t know, but one thing I think I do know for a fact is that Rosalie hates me.”

Esme sighed, “She doesn’t hate you, she just doesn’t trust easily. Rosalie is a very private person, but I think she also worries more than. Her temper and rude behavior are defense mechanisms for her fear that something will happen to put our family in jeopardy.” Esme bent her head down and whispered, “Just give her time.”

Could I give them time? Did I want to put myself out there and risk getting hurt if somebody else I cared about wound up being taken away from me?

If I was being painfully honest with myself, I knew that I already cared for them more than I ever thought possible. When you considered the fact that I had just met them earlier that week, it didn’t seem probable that I could already care for them this much. I already felt extremely close to Alice and Emmett; it was as though I had always known them, but something inside of me also wanted to be close to Edward. I wondered if that may be why I was so hurt by his behavior this week. Deep down inside, I knew that if I followed through with my promise to Edward to stay away from his, I would hurt my already broken heart.

“I spoke to Thomas while you were sleeping,” I heard Esme say, which quickly got my attention focused back on her.

“You did?” I was nervous to find out what Thomas said. In my heart I hoped he didn’t see my breakdown.

“I hope you don’t mind. When you fell asleep, I wondered if there was more to your tears than finally having enough of Edward’s behavior. I saw the locket in your hand and the packaging on your bed and thought that I could maybe help you in some way if I understood what was going on.” She looked a bit nervous when she told me this, like I would be angry – maybe I would have been if I hadn’t seen the concern in her eyes. “Thomas told me the significance of the locket, and he felt so bad that you hadn’t called him before you opened it. He had hoped to help you through the sadness of receiving this today.”

“I know I should have called him, but when I got off the phone with Edward, I was just so angry. I wasn’t thinking straight, and I just ripped into the package. Then when I saw what it was, I totally lost it.” Thinking back to my breakdown, I also remembered the cold arms that had wrapped me up in their arms. That must have been Esme, which gave my chest a feeling of warmth to know that she dropped everything to come and comfort me.

I leaned over and gave her a peck on the cheek. “Thank you, Esme. Thank you for coming over and making sure I was okay.” I looked down and whispered, “It felt nice to be held.”

“Oh Bella, you don’t need to thank me for anything,” she explained. “I will be here to give you a hug anytime you are in need; you just have to ask.”


“Because the truth of the matter is, Bella, my family has already changed for the better. This may only be my second time around you, but I already think of you as one of my children.” She confessed, and at those words, I felt both comforted and little bit guilty all at the same time.

I felt comforted knowing that she considered me, another one of her children. But at the same time I felt guilty because my mom had just died the month before and I was already finding a replacement. Was my mom looking down on me in that moment feeling like I had betrayed her memory, or was she happy that I had found someone I could take comfort in? I had no idea what to do with this information; I was so confused.

Esme gave me a knowing look. “I know you may not be ready to think of me in that way – and you may never be quite ready for something like that, but I’m okay with that.” She looked me in the eye and brushed a few stray hairs away from my face. “I’ll be here whenever you need, in whatever capacity you need me. It doesn’t matter if you’re in the need of a hug, an ear to talk to, or you find yourself in the need of some company on one of your more difficult days. I’ll be here. All you have to do is call. Okay?” she asked.

“Okay.” I felt the sting of more tears trying to break free, but I fought them back. “I honestly don’t know what it would have been like to be here if I hadn’t met your family. I was planning on just trying to pretend that I was okay; try to get through each day as it came, but then I saw your family and I knew I wasn’t alone anymore.”

“You’re never alone, sweetheart. You have your dad, Thomas and my family here for you whenever you need us.”

“Can you tell Edward that I’m sorry?” I asked sheepishly. I knew she had said that my reaction was to be expected, but I still felt bad for the way I had reacted.

Esme sighed, whether in frustration or resignation at my request, I wasn’t sure. “Yes, I will tell him. If that is what you truly want me to do.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, dear. When you fell asleep I put the locket on your dresser, so that it wouldn’t get lost or broken.” She walked over to my dresser and picked up the delicate necklace so that she could hand it to me; I noticed that while she did this, she also studied the locket. “This locket is very pretty,” she stated. “Thomas did a very good job when he picked it out for your Great-Great Grandmother.”

“Yeah, he did. He told me that he saved for months to have enough money to buy her something special. He even helped build some new shelves for the General Store in their town they had moved to after they got married. He had wanted to be able to give her a gift when their child was born, something that could be passed throughout the generations.”

Esme smiled at me. “He did a very good job in his selection. Is there a photo inside?”

I nodded. “You can look if you want to. Inside are pictures of my Great-Great Grandparents.”

When she looked inside, I could see her smile grow wider on her face. “What a lovely couple,” she said, before looking up into my eyes. “You resemble her.”

“Yeah, I know … my mom and I both did. According to Thomas, my mom even had the same hair and eye color that Great-Great Grandma Ruth had. I always wondered if it sometimes hurts Thomas to see that resemblance in us,” I wondered aloud.

“I don’t think it would. In fact, I think the similarities you share with her probably comforts him in the simple fact that a piece of her still lives on in you.”

I couldn’t help the grin that formed on my face. Esme was so good at making me feel good; she was a born mother.

“Would you help me put it on?” I asked. I wanted to feel that connection to my mom and the rest of the family, and I figured the weight of it against my chest would help.

“Of course I will.”

When she finished clasping the necklace, I whispered, “Thank you.”

“You’re very welcome, dear. Now, I think I should probably get home.” She started to stand up from the bed. “I think Thomas is eager to talk to you.”

“I’ll call him in a minute.” I looked over at the clock and noticed that I had been sleeping for a couple of hours. “Is my dad home?”

“He came home a little bit ago.”

“Did you talk to him?” I asked, curious as to what she may have told Charlie.

“No, I hid in your closet when he came upstairs to check on you. When he saw that you were asleep he went back downstairs to write you a note before he left.”

“Huh, I wonder where he went,” I wondered.

“According to the note he wrote, he went to Harry Clearwater’s house to watch a basketball game. The note also said that if you were interested in joining him, all you had to do was call and he’d give you directions to their home.”

Pretending to be interested in a basketball game was not exactly something that I wanted to deal with. “I don’t think I’m up for going to his friend’s house. Maybe I’ll try to find the information about the Swan side of the family that I need for the Biology project.” Mentioning the Biology project reminded me that I still needed to tell Edward about it. “Could you tell Edward that I will try to give him a call later? I need to call Thomas before it gets much later so he doesn’t worry about me.”

Esme smiled. “I will.” She started to walk out of my room before she stopped and tagged on, “Please come by the house soon. I would really like to spend more time with you, Bella.”

I smiled back at her. “Thank you, Esme. I’d like that too.”

I took my phone off the bedside table and called Thomas.

“Bella, are you okay?” His worried voice came over the phone.

“Hi, Pops.” I winced after I said it. I had just in two words given him a clue to my emotional climate. I only called him Pops when I was really down; it was the only time I would drop the pretense, because in that moment I was unable to pretend that he was just my adopted uncle. When I was depressed, he needed to be who he really was … my Pops.

“Oh Bella, did I screw up that badly by sending you the locket?” He sounded devastated.

“It was a combination of a lot of things,” I explained. “This has been a very emotionally exhausting week with everything going on; new school, kids staring at me because I’m the new kid, but also staring at me because of the crutches. Then there are the whispers, I either overhear them whispering about how bad they feel for me because of what happened to mom and Phil, or their whispering because they hope I’ll spill all of the gory details.”

“Esme told me about the blow up with Edward. Isn’t he a part of you breakdown?”

“Maybe a little … it’s definitely not something I’m proud of, that’s for sure. I feel awful for verbally attacking him like I did,” I confessed.

“It was only to be expected after how your phone calls had gone over the last couple of days.” I could hear some strain in his voice, but I wasn’t sure if it was disappointment in my behavior or anger at Edward. “Has Edward apologized for his part in all of this?” he asked.

“I just woke up a little bit ago and got done talking to Esme. I wasn’t ready to call Edward yet. I wanted to talk to you first,” I admitted.

“About the locket?” he asked, which caused me to lightly touch the locket with my fingertips.

“Not really. I wanted to apologize to you for not calling first.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“I wasn’t thinking clearly. I was just so upset and emotionally drained from the last couple of weeks that I just opened it without thinking about what it could have been,” I conceded. “If I had taken the time to think about it, I probably would have realized what it was you had sent to me.”

“I just wanted to give you something of our families to hold onto until I can get up there to you.” He seemed sad, and it broke my heart that I was the cause of some of that.

“I have news,” he said, probably trying to change the subject to help get my mind off things.

“What kind of news?”

“We’ve gotten an offer on the house.”

“Wow, really? Did you accept the offer?”

“Yes, I’ve accepted the offer and am making arrangements to leave as soon as we’re done with the closing.”

That bit of news instantly put a smile on my face. “How soon is the closing?”

“I had hoped that we could have this done as early as next week, but the buyer’s asked if the closing could be at the end of the month, so … if everything goes according to plan I should be in Washington the first week of February.”

I was bouncing with happiness by the time he finished telling me his news. “Do you know where you’re going to live once you get up here?”

“I’ve made some inquires on a house just outside Port Angeles. It looks like a small cottage but it’s just inside the forest and will keep me somewhat secluded from everyone else in town.”

“It sounds perfect, when should you find out anything?” I asked, getting more eager by the minute for him to finally get here.

“The realtor said I should hear something no later than Monday; it appears that the owners of the house are currently out of town and should be back sometime this weekend.”

I knew that I was grinning like a fool, but I didn’t care. I was the only person in the house and no one could see me in that moment. “Promise you’ll let me know as soon as you know for sure.”

“I will, and call me next time you feel this way. I want to help you – be there for you know matter what it’s about.”

I promised him that I would call him before it got to be too much, and he let me go. I wasn’t quite ready to call Edward so I decided to hobble my way downstairs to make myself some soup for supper, but when I got downstairs I noticed that there was a bowl of hot soup already waiting for me on the kitchen table.

“Alice?” I was confused as to why she was in my kitchen.

“Hello, Bella.” She smiled and urged me to sit down and eat. “When I saw that you were going to make yourself some soup, I thought I could bring some to you. I hope you don’t mind.”

It really was sweet of her to do this, because in that moment, I didn’t have any interest in cooking, even if it was just heating up a bowl of soup in the microwave. “Thank you, Alice; I really appreciate it.” When I finally made my way over to the table and sat down, I asked, “Did you make the soup?”

She giggled. “No, I picked it up at the diner – I hope you don’t mind.”

“Mmmm, it’s good,” I said after taking a bite. “Thank you.” I really appreciated her kindness. “Are you here to talk about what happened earlier on the phone?”

“Partly,” she answered. “I wanted to make sure that you were okay … and I promised to help.”

“Help with what?” I asked, not quite sure what she meant by that.

“Edward would like to apologize to you, and he asked if I could be here as a way to help make you more comfortable in his presence.”

That surprised me. I looked around almost expecting Edward to appear out of nowhere. When I didn’t see any sign of him, I realized that he either wasn’t here yet, or Alice was here for support as Edward and I spoke on the phone. But before any of that could happen, I wanted to talk to Alice.

“Before we get into that, can I apologize to you first?”

“What?” She asked, surprised by my question.

“I feel I owe you and Emmett an apology for telling Edward that I would stay away from your family.” I frowned at the memory of that part of the phone call. “I hope you know that I don’t want to stay away from your family. I … well, I really like your family, and I love spending time with you.”

Alice grinned. “Don’t be silly, Bella. You don’t owe us an apology for that. I knew you didn’t mean any of it. Emmett and I still plan on bringing you to school, unless…”

“Unless what?” I asked, curious as to what she was about to say.

“Oh nothing… Don’t worry about it.” She brushed my question off quickly before she asked, “Would you mind if Edward came over?”

“Will he be okay? I don’t want him to be too uncomfortable,” I quickly said.

“He’ll be fine – I’ve seen it.” She beamed a huge smile at me. “That is one of the reasons he was so happy to talk to you earlier.”

“Why’s that?”

“He finally has a handle of his control with your scent.”

I grinned at her. “Really, he’ll be okay?”


“Okay, yeah, it’s fine with me if he wants to come over.” As soon as I said the last word there was a knock at the door. I turned and looked at Alice. “That’s him, isn’t it?” I asked, while I felt the start of a blush form on my cheeks.

She nodded. “Actually, it’s Edward and Emmett.”

I heard the front door open. “Yo, Bella, did you want us standing outside all night, or can we come in?”

“Come in,” I called, trying not to laugh at Emmett.

Emmett barreled into the kitchen and picked me up into a huge bear hug. “I’m sorry, Bella. If I had known you were at your limit with my brother’s moodiness, I never would have forced you to call him.”

“It’s okay, Emmett. It’s not your fault that I lost it.” After Emmett put me down, I looked up and noticed Edward standing at the entryway of my kitchen looking sad and a bit nervous.

“Hello, Bella,” he said quietly.

“Hi, Edward, how are you doing? Are you okay?” I asked, worried about him being uncomfortable.

“I’m fine, Bella. How are you?”

“I’m doing better. I’m sorry for my reaction this afternoon. I reacted really poorly, and I’m really sorry for yelling at you like that.” I was so nervous that I had ruined all chances of us having a friendship.

“Bella, you had every right to talk to me like that. I’m the one who needs to apologize for the way I’ve treated you the last few days. I was so absorbed in my own feelings that I never realized how I was treating you. Can you forgive me?” he asked me.

“Of course I can.” I smiled reassuringly at him, and he smiled back at me. When he smiled, I felt my heart start to race and my cheeks grow warm in an automatic reaction to his smile.

“I brought you something. I hope you like it,” Edward said and stepped forward. That was when I noticed his right arm had been hiding behind his back. When he brought his arm out in front of him, I noticed a bouquet of the most beautiful gerbera daisies I had ever seen.

“You brought me flowers?” I asked in astonishment. When he nodded, I couldn’t help the smile that came to my face. “Did you know that gerbera daisies are my absolute favorite?” The happy flowers instantly brightened my day and left me feeling almost giddy inside.

“I spoke to Thomas on the phone,” he confessed. “I asked him if there was anything I could do to bring a smile to your face, and he suggested these.”

My hand outstretched slowly so that I wouldn’t startle him with too much of my scent and accidentally brushed a few of his fingers with my own when I took the flowers. The moment my fingers touched his, I was shocked to feel an electric charge surge through my body; it felt as though it went straight to my chest, and I gasped in shock. I had no clue what had happened, but whatever it was, I felt like a part of my heart had somehow mended back together again.

“What? What’s wrong?” Emmett asked, nervous that I had somehow been hurt.

Edward’s eyes looked as startled as I knew mine must have shown in that moment. “I don’t know. I just felt a shock…”

“You felt it, too?” Edward asked, amazed.

“You felt that?” I asked, equally surprised. I didn’t think vampires could get shocked like humans could. It must have been some really strong static electricity for him to have felt it, too.

“Felt what? I don’t understand,” Emmett said, sounding exasperated to not know what had just transpired.

I looked over at Alice while she grinned at the two of us. “There is nothing to worry about, Emmett.”

It took a minute, but Emmett’s curiosity eventually dropped away. The most confusing thing that happened was the way Edward’s eyes bugged out in surprise at something he must have heard in Alice’s thoughts, because it took a long time before he looked back at me. But when he did look my way, it made my heart flutter with a warmth it had never felt before. I don’t know how long I stared into his beautiful topaz eyes, but eventually I heard Alice clear her throat to get our attention. “You may want finish you soup before it gets cold.”

“Right,” I said and made my way back to the table.

Alice took the flowers out of my hand and proceeded to put them into some water for me.

While I finished my soup, the other three joined me at the table. I took that as the perfect time to explain the Biology project to Edward. I told him how Mr. Banner wanted me to be the subject for the assignment and why he had made that request. I then explained that we basically had to put together my genetic history by going through my family tree as a way to determine which ancestors I may have received my physical features, habits and personality traits from. In addition to all of that I needed to detail a full medical history outlining any possible medical problems I may be susceptible to.

I wasn’t sure what it was about the assignment, but something about it excited Edward. He seemed extremely eager to get started on it and was a bit disappointed when I didn’t have all of the information we needed to be able to get started with it in that moment.


(Edward POV)

Without a shadow of doubt, I considered the last ninety minutes that I spent in Bella’s kitchen to have been the best moments of my life.

Quite simply I was in awe of Bella Swan. I found her to be the most beautiful, caring, generous, sweet and brave creature I had ever come in contact with. Before I came to her house, I had no hope that she could ever forgive me for my behavior. She had every right in the world to want nothing to do with me, but the first thing she did after finding out I was okay, was apologizing for yelling.

As far as I was concerned, Bella could yell at me anytime she wanted to. I would gladly accept any type of interaction I could get from her, regardless of what it may be.

I had become so focused on my own thoughts that I was surprised when I heard my brother speak.

“What the hell just happened back there?” Emmett asked.

I thought back to what had occurred in the kitchen. I was still too surprised by it all to be able to talk about it aloud to anyone. When I thought about it, I still felt the electrical surge of warmth, joy and peace that coursed through my body as soon as our fingers touched, and in that moment I knew I had been changed forever. It was like a light switch had been flipped, and in that moment, I understood why I had already felt protective of her. How I wanted nothing more than to be by her side after only being in her presence for a few moments that first day in the school cafeteria. Why I had been so angry with myself those first days while I tried to get acclimated to her intoxicating aroma.

“Well … is anyone going to explain to me what the hell just happened back there?” Emmett asked again. I could hear the frustration in his tone.

Alice probably realized that I was in no state to answer just yet, so she looked over to Emmett who was fidgeting in the passenger seat of my Volvo and whispered, “First spark.”

I snorted when I saw Emmett’s mouth drop open as he whipped his head in my direction to stare at me. After a minute of staring, a huge grin appeared on his face.

“No way – dude, that’s awesome!” Emmett exclaimed.

I just shrugged my shoulders. It felt wonderful and scary at the same time, and I wasn’t quite ready to talk about any of it yet, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to stop anyone else if they felt so inclined.

Edward, I don’t know what you’re thinking, but it isn’t anything to be wary of. This is a good thing. Please listen to me – don’t overanalyze any of this,. Alice begged in her thoughts.

“I’ll try, Alice, but no promises,” I replied as truthfully as I possibly could. I really couldn’t say where my mind would go when I tried to understand any of it. Sure, I was prone to over-think, to overreact at times, but in that moment I felt hopeful. Hope that I would no longer be alone in this life. Hope that somebody as wonderful as Bella could maybe care for me, let alone fall in love with me.

I highly doubted that she was in love with me in that moment, but I hoped that someday in the near future that possibility would become a fact.

“What can’t you promise?” Emmett asked. “Aren’t you happy? This is awesome news.”

I sighed. “I’m beyond happy, Emmett. In fact, I feel like I’m floating on air right now, but that doesn’t mean that I’m not worried about what all this means.”

“Why does it have to mean anything bad, bro?”

Alice took that moment to say something. “This is a very good thing, Edward. If you realize now that this involves the two of you and that Bella has just as much say in all of this that you do, things will work out.” I was about to say something, but she stopped me. “If you make all the decisions yourself, then this will only end in heartbreak for both of you.”

She showed me the pain on Bella’s face if I dared to try to keep her away from me. The look on her face alone was enough to make me feel as though my heart was being ripped in two.

Alice continued, “Bella is the only human who could possibly understand the dangers, the risks, and the blessings associated with being involved with a vampire. You would do well to trust her to tell you the truth.”

“What’s your plan of action?” Emmett asked.

“I don’t know.” I was truly at a loss for words. I had never been in a situation like that before. I had never wanted, or hoped, for anything like I had already started to want and hope when it came to Bella.

“It’s so new – I think it would be best to just get to know each other,” Alice said. “I think Bella felt something, too, but with everything that she has had to deal with in the last month, she may not yet realize or may not be ready for what it is that she’s feeling. Give her time to get to know you, to get through some of the mourning she’s still dealing with before you broach the subject of being mates.”

“Should I talk to Thomas about what happened?” I wondered. I remember the phone call that I had with Thomas earlier. He called me only moments after getting off the phone with Esme, and let’s just say he wasn’t very happy with me – that’s for sure. He seemed to take it easy on me for some reason though. I was very surprised by his reaction, but would that all change now? Would he even allow me to have any interaction with Bella? Would I, if I was in Thomas’s shoes? To be perfectly honest, I don’t think I would. I would probably want to keep Bella a thousand miles away from any vampire who attempted to claim Bella as their mate.

Alice nodded. “Yes, I think you should.”

“Just know this, little bro,” Emmett started to warn. “If you ever do anything to break Bella’s heart, you won’t have just Thomas to deal with. I’ll be right there with him to pummel your ass.”

“I will gladly let you do whatever you want to me if I ever hurt Bella,” I responded to his threat.

“You seemed really eager to get started on the Biology project. It was as though Bella had no reason to be worried about telling you about any of this earlier today.” Alice seemed on the brink of laughter. “Why so eager?”

“I want to know everything about Bella, and this project gives me the perfect excuse to find out as much about her as I possibly can. I get to find out about her family history, to find out from whom she got her smile, her beautiful eyes, not to mention who she got her generous, caring nature. I get to find out all of that through this project.” I had a million questions flowing in my head, questions that I wanted answered, and if I could manage it, I would find out the answers to every single one of them before the end of the project.

“She’s got her dad’s eyes,” Emmett stated.

“Yeah, but who did he get his eyes from. This project will hopefully allow me to find out everything I could hope to find out about Bella.”

“I get the funny feeling that we will all learn some very important things from this project,” Alice stated. I could tell that she had gotten some visions, but they were just flashes of color and light; nothing concrete could be discerned from them.

“What’s going on with your visions, Alice? Why do they seem so weird?” I asked. I was concerned over what those strange visions could have meant.

“I don’t know what it is … I just get the feeling that it’s important.” She paused for a moment before she continued, “I think there are too many variables right now for me to be able to discern what is to come.”

“How about you’re other visions?” Emmett asked. “Have you been able to see anything about those nomads who killed Bella’s mom and stepdad?”

“They seem to still be in the south.” I saw visions of them in a deserted area. It seemed as though the leader of their group was frustrated about something. “I can’t tell if they are still down in the south because of Thomas, or if they are undecided on where else to look.”

“Do you think they were after information about Thomas when they attacked?” I asked, concerned that they may come to Forks at some point.

“I don’t know …” Alice trailed off for a moment. “For some reason I can’t see Thomas, I’m not sure why, but it makes me nervous that I will be unable to stop their next attack if they do find him.”

Alice seemed more than nervous at the prospect that Thomas may be in danger. I couldn’t tell from her thoughts whether it had to do with a fear of what could happen when Thomas finally moved to Washington and how it would affect her ability to see visions of Bella. Or if it was this weird connection she felt for Bella and her mom.

A part of me wondered if Alice had somehow known Thomas at some point, whether it was when she was still human or early on in her life as a vampire. There would be no way to confirm whether she had known him during her human life, since she had no memory from that time, but nonetheless it was interesting to contemplate.