AN: This is not a story I plan to continue. I may add more at a later time, but instead this "story" will be a collection of partial stories. I am willing to let anyone else continue writing them on the condition they are kept at T or below, no slash, no lemons, no self-inserts. Keep it canon. And I am sent a link so I can read it too. I'd be willing to beta anyone who wants to continue one of my ideas. Thank you.
Disclaimer: I do not have either an S or an M anywhere in my legal name, therefore I could not possibly be SM. I own nothing of value. I am merely creating a plethora of "what-ifs" in her world.
- - - - -A Shocking Visit - - - - -
Summary: Bella is barely hanging on, and now 5 idiot boys, or werewolves actually were risking themselves to protect them all from a redhead out for revenge. When a visitor or 4 arrive at Sam Uley's cabin.
She was sitting with Emily, trying not to worry about the boys. Trying not to give in to the gnawing pain in her chest that was the hole left by him. Sam had just left the house and Bella breathed a sigh of relief that the blatant displays of love were no longer being shoved in her face. When all of a sudden a high-pitched, bell like voice exclaimed wordlessly behind them. Even as Emily and Bella were turning to look at what had made such a noise, a crash resounded from behind yet again, this time coming not from the kitchen, but the front door. Whipping their heads around again Bella and Emily were met with the site of two very large wolves growling angrily; not at them, but at the pale dark haired woman on the far side of the room.
"This is not happening, it really cannot be happening! This is too much, mind-reading, psychics, torture, now time travel?" The woman exclaimed, talking to herself really. Though her words about mind readers and psychics cut at the hole Bella was desperately trying to hide. The wolves growled and slowly advanced obviously trying to get Bella and Emily behind them for when the fight broke out.
There was something familiar about this mystery woman–vampire—something other than the fact she was in fact a vampire; same pale-skin, exquisite beauty, and golden eyes. Then it hit her golden eyes. "Are you from Denali?" Bella's question sliced through the tension coming from the wolves and humans. This vampire didn't even seem to recognize the two very dangerous beasts in the tiny little house. "No, but I suppose I should explain. At least, give my best guess as to how I came to be here, or perhaps the term would be now." The woman stepped closer to the center of the room, and the wolves jumped in front of her, destroying the table in the process.
"Jake, Sam! Please, let me explain. I certainly had no intention of breaking the trea…" The stranger broke off as she and both wolves suddenly turned their heads towards the door. Another wolf came into the room, though this one had some sort of cloth… apparatus around its back legs. But the thing that had everyone staring in shock was how exactly this new wolf looked like Jacob. "Jake! Please phase back and explain, before your younger-self decides to prevent the existence of your imprint." The new wolf phased back into Jacob, though he was a lot taller than Bella remembered. The thing around the wolf's back legs looked a great deal like a skirt, or perhaps just really baggy shorts on the man standing before them now.
"Bells! Nessie and Edward headed back to the house when they suddenly found themselves on the wrong side of the treaty line." The name. Paired with another woman's like that, brought Bella to her knees in pain, she could hardly breathe. The "new" Jake caught her, set her on the sofa, and gave her a glass of water the vampire suddenly had in her hand. "Well, now I know when we are. That sounds so weird. This is obviously prior to your trip to Italy for you to react so poorly to me mentioning your husband." The smaller Jake had ducked out of the room and came back in human form. "What is going on? How are you doing this to us bloodsucker?" "I believe introductions would be a good place to start." The vampire replied. Bella looked at her with a slight longing in her heart. If she was a strong, beautiful vampire like this woman, maybe he wouldn't have gotten tired of her.
"My name is Isabella Marie Swan Cullen. That is my son-in-law, Jacob Black. My husband of 83 years Edward Anthony Masen Cullen and my daughter Renessmee Carlie Cullen Black are apparently back at the Cullen house at the moment. And if I know my daughter, she's plotting ways to bring this time period's Edward back to his senses a few days early. Preferably without angering the vampire royalty in the process.