Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Just a one shot full of Bella and Emmett humor :)
(Bella's POV)
"Bells, only a few more boxes," Charlie told me as I helped him clean out our attic. The place was crammed with boxes and old stuff. A lot of it was from my deceased grandparents, Grandma Helen and Grandpa Geoffrey. Both of them died when I was about 4 years old so I don't have a lot of memories with them. Though there was a lot of stuff from when I was a toddler up here we're getting rid of and also some stuff from Charlie's younger years.
"Hey Bells, can you see what's in that box?" Charlie directed me towards a big cardboard box in the corner of the attic.
"Sure, dad." I went to the box and opened it up to a whole bunch of photos and old toys.
"What are these?" I ask my dad, holding some of the stuff up. I didn't recognize any of it.
"Oh that's your Grandma Helen's box of childhood stuff. You know she was born in Tennessee," He told me.
"Really?" I look through the stuff and find an old leather photo album. I open it up and looked at what is read in tiny print on the front page.
Helen McCarty
McCarty? Don't I know someone with that last name?
"Your Grandma used to be Helen McCarty before she married your Grandpa. This is her photo album from when she was a young girl. She used to have this out in her room all the time," Charlie mused as I flipped through the pages. The 1st few pages was my grandma as a baby and then she was with some familiar looking little boy.
"Dad, who's this?" I question, pointing my finger at the young boy.
"Oh that's your Grandma's brother. He died when she was really young. He was only about 20 years old when he died. I think his name started with an E or something," Charlie said.
"Hmmm." I look through the pictures some more and when I get to one of the later ones I freeze at the photo.
There was a rather large bear boy next to my small petite grandmother. Under the picture read:
Helen age 14. Emmett age 19.
No. Freaking. Way.
"Oh that's right his name is Emmett. He died by getting mauled by a bear or something. I don't think they ever found the body. In fact you know his photo album and some of his stuff is in here too," Charlie said going through the box. "You know he kind of looks familiar." I then shut the album quickly
"Hey dad can I keep these" I ask him, my tone slightly nervous.
"Um sure," he said, slightly confused.
"Thanks." I then grab my grandma's box and everything containing this mysterious Emmett, who I believe is our very own Emmett Cullen.
"Hey dad I'm going to go to the Cullen's now, if that's okay. I forgot Alice wanted me to help her with something...is that okay?"
"Sure Bells, we're about done here," He told me. I then grab the box and head out to my truck. I step on the gas and speed all the way to the Cullen's home.
When I reached their home, I pounded on the door with all my might. The door opened to reveal none other than a smiling Esme.
"Hello, dear," she greets me with a warm smile.
"Hi, Esme," I greeted her.
"Edward is upstairs if you need.."
"Is Emmett here?" I question, getting to the point right away.
"Um yes, he's playing video games right now with Jasper." she directed towards the family room with her hand. "Did he prank you again?"
"No. No, I need to figure something out that's all," I say as I rush into the living room.
"EMMETT!"
"What?" he whined as I entered the living room. He was on the floor with Jasper playing some stupid battle game. "I didn't do anything I swear!"
"No, Emmett, look, what was your old last name?" I ask him.
"Why do you want to know?" he was still looking at the screen
"Just answer it," I snapped.
"Fine, shesh Bells...it was McCarty. I was born in Tennessee and lived there until I was mauled by a bear. Rosie then found me and I was changed," he explained to me.
"Did you have a 14 year old sister?" I ask. He then pauses the game and looks at me with a curious glance.
"Yes...Why?"
I froze. This seriously wasn't happening.
"Bella? Emmett? What's going on?" Edward questioned as he came into the room followed by the others.
"Ask, Bella," Emmett muttered, jerking his thumb at me. "She's asking a bunch of weird questions."
"Love?"
"This is not happening," I mutter under my breath.
"What? And why the sudden inserts in goofball's history here?" Jasper asked me.
"No way!" Alice gasped, looking at me wide eyed. She must had a vision. "Really? Holy crap!"
"Yeah. Look, I'll be right back," I tell my vampire family. I go rush out to my truck and pull out the box, brining it into the living room of seven curious vampires.
"Well, I was helping Charlie clean the attic today and came across some photos of my grandmother Helen. What I learned is her maiden name was McCarty and she had a brother Emmett...Who disappeared and was attacked by a bear," I explain to them slowly.
"Plus I also found this," I add as I then go to the page where Emmett is with my grandmother. This caused all the Cullen's to gasp.
"No freaking way!" Jasper muttered.
"Holy smokes!" Rosalie whispered.
"Wow that's my sister...wait that means...we're related?" Emmett pointed at me and I nod slowly.
"Looks like that," I mumble
"I'm an Uncle Emmett! Charlie's my nephew, ha! Does this make Bella my great niece." He chuckled, looking at me with a devious grin.
"Bella is related to Emmett," Jasper said incredulously. "This is some Jerry Springer shit alright."
"Hey that means Rosalie's your aunt too right?" Emmett questioned.
"Through marriage," Rosalie mumbled, slightly glaring at me. I don't think I would be calling her Auntie Rosalie anytime soon.
"This is really freaky," I declare, sitting down on the couch.
"Belly is my great niece!" Emmett began to sing as he danced around the house. I groaned at this.
"Bella, call me Uncle Emmett from now on!" Emmett snickered at me.
"Emmett, we may be related, but I am not going to call you Uncle Emmett. That's too weird," I tell him.
"I'm Uncle Emmett!" he kept on singing that on for the rest of the day. After that day I had a splitting headache.
Later that night I went back home still a little shocked. I go straight to my bedroom and say goodnight to Charlie before I crawled into my bed. Charlie seemed to be oblivious to the whole situation, which I was sort of glad about. I didn't really want to explain to him why the eldest Cullen boy looked exactly like his long lost uncle.
"Hey love," Edward whispered as he entered my bedroom through my window. I smile as he comes over to me on the other side of the bed. I go over to get closer to him and lay my head against his chest. His arms wrapped around my small frame as I snuggled deeper into him.
"I still can't believe it," I mutter against him.
"That Emmett's your Great Uncle?" Edward asked and I nod.
"You know he's not going to drop the 'Uncle Emmett' thing right," He said to me. I look at Edward and he smiles sheepishly.
"Thought so," I mumble. This caused Edward to laugh some more while I simply rolled my eyes.
Soon I began to drift asleep, wanting this long day to be over with already.
Well, one thing's for sure, I have one weird family tree now.
"Night, love," Edward whispered to me, noticing I was starting to get sleepy.
"Night," I replied. I soon began to fall fast asleep with the melody of my lullaby filling the air.
That night, as I slept silently in Edward's arms, I swear that somewhere in the distance I could hear Emmett Cullen yell: "Bella Swan is my great niece! The McCarty's live on!"
Hope you liked it. Please review :)