A/N. It's been a while and I'm sorry I didn't get this going as quickly as I wanted to. But here is the first chapter and I promise that Emmett will find out about Bella and Kohl. That is after all the whole point of this sequel. I hope you enjoy!
I know that I told mom all those times that she was enough, but a part of me was curious…way too curious about the man who aided in my birth. She had told me a little bit about him, mainly the fact that he was a goof off but loyal. I had to laugh at the fact that she called him loyal. If he were in fact faithful I would not exist.
Kohl approached the house where the Cullen clan had once lived. It was where his mother fell in love with Edward, it was where she nearly died, and it was where his father used to live. He had told his mother that he and Aria were branching off on their own. But it wasn't entirely the case. He was going to search out his father, though he didn't really have much of an idea past that.
Aria gave their joined hands a squeeze. Kohl smiled at her, appreciating her support in the matter. Together they stared at the house where it had all begun. The house itself was looking a bit rough, the lawn was overgrown and graffiti marks covered the exterior. It looked as if the Cullen clan hadn't even been back to check on it since their abrupt departure.
There were no clues to be given.
As if sensing his thoughts Aria chimed in, "This is only a starting point. No need to get discouraged."
"And besides", she added, "We still have Peter and Charlotte to speak with."
Yes, he reminded himself. He was going against everything his mother asked of him by speaking with Peter and Charlotte but he was his mother's child and she was not deterred by restrictions; nor was he.
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Bella knew something was about to happen. The air pressed heavily against her marble body. If she were human it would have knocked the air from her lungs. Yes, something was most definitely brewing, she just didn't know what. Over the years she had gained the ability to 'feel' when things were getting ready to happen, sort of like Peter just with a lot fewer details. The one thing she did know is that it either had to do with her or Kohl.
Quickly dispersing of her prey, she made her way back to Washington, the last place she had seen Kohl and hoped she wasn't too late to prevent whatever was about to take place.