"Dearest Cullen Family,
Yes, I know you smell me, and there is no reason for you to get all riled up, see, I'm gone now. The reason for my visit was sort of a test for your home security system. Seriously, you guys, a newborn could have snuck in and taken TONS of stuff, and you'd have no idea, until you find out that they took your favorite pair of underwear.
So I took it as my personal crusade to perform some special spells on your house, only allowing your family, Bella, and of course, myself. That and the select few you invite into your extravagant home. So much better than Homeland Security and five times the customer satisfaction guaranteed, so I'm ecstatic to be finally meeting the Cullen family, make the lovin' tonight dedicated to me, since I am the one who risked her neck to go out of her way and protect you guys.
Your Super Secret Witch,
I.M.A. Ghost."
We all read the letter once, then twice, and a third time, trying to distinguish a possible double meaning, or a clue to who exactly waltzed through our house and wrote this letter while everyone was out getting presents for Bella, or decorations for her party tonight.
Everyone was silent, until Emmett opened his mouth with a loud, "What the fuck?"
Esme glared at him, "Emmett, language!" He quickly uttered an apology, before Rosalie burst from her silence.
"What kind of creature can up and come into a vampire coven's house, waltzes through our rooms, and decides to protect us?" She yelled.
Up until then, Alice had been on the couch beside Jasper, trying to get a read on whoever came into the house. She got up suddenly, with a piece of paper clasped in her right hand. "It's either a witch, or something we've never seen before."
She handed me the paper, and I opened it, and ended up staring at another letter in the elegant script.
"Dear Alice,
Yes, I know who you are, and I know about the extraordinary, and limited, gift that you possess. I also know that you gave this to Carlisle to read after the shock of coming up empty-handed lets up. Just to let you know, I know what you're planning, and I'm here to tell you-it won't work out.
By now, you'll hear Edward coming up the driveway with Bella. Wish her a happy birthday, and just know, I'll be watching you, and I'll see you soon.
Your Super Secret Witch,
I.M.A. Ghost
Whoever this was, was right on that account, by the time the last words left my mouth, the soft purr of Edward's Volvo was evident from my vampiric hearing. I pulled Esme close, "Everyone, keep this from your thoughts, Edward has enough to worry about." They all nodded, and I had enough time to pull up my thoughts about my opinion on a certainly new procedure of brain surgery when Edward walked in with Bella.