So I just couldn't stay away and so many ideas were filling my mind. I hope whoever reads this enjoys it just as much as I have enjoyed writing it. And don't forget if you like it or hate it I guess, but not so much the later. Please review!!!

Disclaimer time: I do not own any of the Twilight Characters but I thank Mrs. Meyers for letting me borrow them.

Home Again

Chapter One

I must have fallen asleep. The only sound I could hear was the ever constant buzz of the 777's engines. I reached up trying to turn the air down it was close to freezing in here. I could nearly see my breath as I took a calming mouthful of air. My watch was blinking violet, we are almost there. London. This isn't my first time here. I am usually jet setting around the world with my international super star boyfriend, not. But I had lived here once before, when I was born and until the age of 5 when I was adopted by a nice American couple the Swan's. I don't really remember anything from my early childhood, but that is the reason I am here now. I am off to stay with some distant relatives in London, my mom Renee says they are the closet thing to my biological family I have.

The flight attendant was scanning the aisle. "Oh your awake dear, do you feel like a coffee or tea?" she whispered as she bent down.

I looked up at her, noticing her small laugh lines around her mouth when she smiled "Thank you, I'll take a tea please."

She gave me a cheerful wink, "one tea coming right up."

I smiled back and she danced away to get my tea. Apparently I was the only one awake enough to tend to, because she was back in a flash.

"Here you go dear, do you need any cream or sugar?" Her voice was tired.

"No thank you this will be fine." I took the cup from her hand.

She just nodded and walked back to the galley. I sipped on my hot tea, letting the heat warm my body. The guy next to me shifted a little propping his head on my shoulder right next to my face. His breathing was steady and thankfully fresh and clean. But his closeness was making me uncomfortable. I tried to be quiet and move my shoulder away from his almost drooling lips. But he woke with a bit of a start.

"Shit!" he hollered. "Oh damn I'm really sorry. Did I get anything on you?" His accent was definitely British. He was a handsome guy, baby face, slightly tousled blonde hair and light blue eyes.

"Don't worry about it. Things like this happen all the time." My voice was a bit deeper than usual. I brought my hand up to my throat to make sure I was alright.

He gave me a look of confusion before he asked, "haven't I seen you somewhere before?"

Nice, just when I thought he could be harmless he throws out a stupid line like that. "Nope, I'm sure you haven't." I said smugly.

His right eyebrow lifted like he just realized something. "No I know you. Just give me a second I'm sure of it."

"I don't think so in fact I'm sure I don't know anyone with a British accent." I took another sip of my tea.

He was biting the side of his mouth as he stared at me. I was starting to feel very uncomfortable. "Didn't anyone ever tell you it's rude to stare or do they teach that as common courtesy in your country?"

He just laughed and held out his hand. "Sorry again, that was bad-mannered of me. I am Mike Newton it's a pleasure to meet you." The implications in his voice made my skin crawl.

Did he actually think his little act was working? His type only worked on the popular cheerleader type like Jessica and Lauren from my old high school. They are girls I've known and disliked all my life, the popular ones, with the perfect tanned skin and the perfect wavy hair. It's like they came out of their mothers' womb looking that way. I on the other hand wasn't ugly by any means, but I was a bit of a plain Jane. From the pictures Renee gave me of my biological mother I appeared to be the younger version of her, just not so stunning. She was absolutely beautiful. Her eyes and hair were a chocolate brown like mine but her skin had a gentle sheen over her olive complexion. You could tell just by looking at her she had grace and style. Unfortunate for me I inherited my father's clumsiness and translucent skin. Or so I have been told.

The stranger next to me, Mike I think that's what he said his name was, well he was still staring at me waiting for a reply. "Apology accepted." I said and turned to open the window blind.

"Thank you kind lady" his haughtiness was irritating. I couldn't wait to get off the plane and away from him.

"Do you have a name?" his voice dropped about an octave lower. I assumed to create sexiness, it wasn't working.

"I do." Is all I said.

He creased his forehead and encouraged me to continue. I didn't want to but my mouth spoke before my brain could say no. "My name is Bella"

His eyes lit up and suddenly his face was inches from mine. "Beautiful, how fitting."

I leaned back my head hit the window. My right hand was tightening into a fist. I was ready to punch his teeth out.

"DING…DING, DING" saved by the bell.

"Ladies and Gentlemen we are pleased to announce our final decent into the London Heathrow Airport. Please have you seat backs and tray tables in their upright positions as we prepare for landing. On behalf of Delta and our London based crew, we'd like to thank you for flying and hope you enjoy your stay in the London area." It was the nice flight attendant that brought me my tea.

I made sure my seatbelt was fastened and I brought my seat back up. El Creepo next to me did the same. The flight attendant came back around gathering garbage and cups. "Anything else I can get you dear?"

"No thank you." I said as she grabbed my tea cup.

I didn't look at Mike again for the rest of our decent. Something about the guy made me very uneasy so I thought it better to ignore him completely. I continued to stare out the window, I could almost make out the ground, and then we passed beneath the layer of clouds. Wow, it was beautiful, and almost as green as Forks.

The pilot landed smoothly, I was thankful since it gave me one last thing to be worried about. I was very anxious to meet my new family so to speak. I guess they were really my old family. I waited patiently for Mike to grab his stuff and leave but he took his time. I reached under the seat in front of me and pulled out my carry-on. I'm glad I didn't put it in the overhead or I wouldn't be able to get it down. It was so heavy it contained almost everything I owned. It was truly sad that my life fit into one small but heavy carry-on.

Mike finally got his bags and started to walk off the plane. I let a few people go ahead of me hoping to lose him in the process. I walked past the pilot and flight attendants all saying goodbye and thank you with their fake smiles. If only it were possible to read minds I know they'd be thinking. Thank you for flying, now please get off our plane and take your whining brat with you.

I just smiled and said thank you in return. As soon as I stepped into the jet way I could feel the dampness in the air. It wasn't really humid but just plain wet and cold. I pulled out the handle so I could roll my bag behind me. Took out my cell phone and turned it on, it was still early back home but I knew Renee and Charlie would be up waiting for me to call.

It rang once, "Hello? Bella is that you darling?" my mother answered the phone frantically.

"Yes mom it's me." Who else would be calling you at 1:00am? "I am here, in London, we just landed!" I said enthusiastically to hide the emptiness I felt at the sound of her voice.

"Honey is everything alright? You don't sound so good." Of course I couldn't fool her.

I held the phone away from my mouth and cleared my throat. "I'm fine mom, it's just all the traveling and it's cold here." I hated lying to her, but this was the only way she would let me stay.

She let out a big sigh, "I knew you should have taken more clothes. I'll have to send you some in the morning."

"No you don't have to, I'll be okay with what I have and plus I have the cash you gave me, I can buy a new sweater or something." I didn't want her to spend more money on me.

"Bella, really you know it won't be a problem. I'll just send you something's." She wasn't going to back down.

I sighed deeply. "Thank you mom, I love you." My voice caught in my throat, I had to hang up or I'd break down and cry.

"I know honey I love you too. I'll email you in the morning, have fun" Her voice was growing soft I knew she felt the same way.

"Bye!" I whispered and pressed the red button on my cell.

I was now dragging my bag towards the baggage claim. I knew my ride was supposed to meet me just outside these doors. Anxiety was taking over my body I could feel tiny beads of sweat run down my hairline onto my cheeks. I walked past the baggage carousel trying to hide from my unwanted plane mate. Too late he saw me.

"Bella!" He called after me. "Do you need help getting your bags?"

I didn't respond I just kept walking. The door seemed like a million miles away. And then I saw it, the big sign with my name on it. I could have died. I quickly ran behind a pole and tried to get a peek at my greeting committee. There was a tall man holding the sign, he was nicely dressed and from what I could see very young. He had dirty blonde hair and his skin was pale like mine. There was a woman standing next to him, she looked like an angel. Her beautiful hair was flowing and soft and though she was shorter than him by several inches and a tad bit rounder. She was heavenly.

"Who are we spying on?" I nearly jumped a foot in the air when a very annoying voice purred in my ear.

"Stop that" I said swatting him away like a pestering fly. "We are not spying on anyone. I am taking a peek at my welcoming committee."

Mike let out a hearty laugh. "Oh so I guess that means I can't offer you a ride home?" He asked anyways.

"That would be correct. Well nice meeting you again, hope you have a good life." I spoke quickly and started toward my welcome sign.

I slowed my pace when I was a few feet in front of them. They were even more beautiful up close. I rubbed my eyes just to make sure I wasn't seeing things. I was about two feet away when I stopped. "Hi I'm Bella" I said pointing to the sign.

They shared a quick look and the man took a step forward. "We are so honored to have you here Bella. I am Dr. Carlisle Cullen and this is Esme my wife."

Wow he's a doctor, no way, and married. I thought they had kids my age. I held out my hand in greeting. The Doctor did the same, his hand felt like ice. It must be freezing outside.

"It's very nice to meet you both. Thank you for agreeing to this whole thing, my mom's been crazy about me learning my family tree." I was starting to babble. "Dr. Cullen if you don't mind me asking, I thought you had kids my age?"

I wasn't really sure but I could have sworn they glanced at each other again, this time in lightening speed. He spoke carefully, "Yes we do Bella, but all of our children are adopted like you."

"Oh I see." My voice held some confusion. I couldn't help but wonder why a young beautiful couple would want a house full of teenagers. My mom said they had five children. It must be a crazy house. Renee couldn't even handle two of us.

This time Esme spoke, "Do you have any other bags Bella?" I shook my head no. "Alright well let's get you home." Her voice was just as I expected it to be soft and sweet like heaven.

I followed behind them a few paces trying to keep up. They both moved with unforeseen grace. It was like they were floating just above the ground. Esme turned to see if I was still with them and their stride slowed to mimic my own. I was so consumed with their feet I didn't notice we had stopped until I walked into the doctors back.

"Humph…I am so sorry doctor." I said rubbing my forehead. The Doctor must work out because he was hard as a rock.

"It's alright Bella I didn't feel a thing. But please call me Carlisle. Doctor is so formal don't you think?" I just stared at him momentarily dazed.

"Bella, are you alright?" He waved his hand in front of me.

It pulled my mind out of its dazed state. "Oh sorry I'm fine."

Esme gave Carlisle a little wink and got into the car as Carlisle held the door open for her. How sweet I thought I have never seen Charlie do that for Renee. Carlisle moved towards the other side of the car and I followed. He held the back door open for me and I slide in as gracefully as possible for me. The trunk door closed softly, he must oil the hinges in this thing. I looked around trying to figure out what kind of car this was. The windows were tinted and the seats were black leather. I leaned forward slightly and there on the steering wheel was a symbol, what I was looking for. This was a Mercedes, oh my gosh, I have never been in a Mercedes. Okay I have never been in anything nicer than a Honda. So I leaned back into the warm leather and quietly let my hands graze the seat. And this was only the car I wondered what their home was like.

Carlisle started the car and we were off. I tried to stay awake, I wanted to take in all the sites, but jet lag was already controlling me. The gentle vibration of the cars movement lulled me into a deep sleep.

I shifted to the side of the car suddenly. Something changed I wonder if we were already here. It sounded like we were driving on loose rocks. I lifted my head up and almost lost it when I saw what was up a head. There was a huge white mansion lit up like it was Christmas. We were driving down a long road lined with large trees. It also looked like a small lake to the left of us but I couldn't be sure in the darkness. We slowed as we approached the house. It was just like the house in Pride and Prejudice, the one with Keira Knightley. I couldn't believe my eyes. I heard a slight giggle and turned to see Esme looking at me with a motherly stare.

"Welcome home Bella." She said her voice held true sincerity.

Carlisle was already opening my door and I took his hand to get out of the car. My mouth dropped even more at the full glory of the house. It was even bigger than I thought. "I will get your bag Bella if you want to follow Esme inside."

I gave Carlisle a warm smile and turned to follow Esme. She was already at the front door. She waited for me to reach her side and then opened the door. I was so nervous all I could do was talk. "Thank you again Esme for having me here in your ho-home." Just the slight glimpse of the inside made me stutter.

Esme laughed again but this time she took my hand and led me in. "I hope you feel at home here Bella. Anything you want or need is at your disposal. Our home is now yours."

My eyes were huge with delight. I have never seen anything this glorious. I was for the first time speechless, until I heard laughter and yelling down the hall. Esme noticed my sudden change in route and she pulled me in the direction of the noise. It sounded like boys playing or fighting. Sure enough there were three guys in front of a projection screen fighting over controllers for a video game. I rolled my eyes and let out a quiet giggle. I thought it was soft enough that only I would here but as soon as I laughed all eyes were on me. I was shocked and a bit embarrassed so I covered my mouth and waved hi.