His expression was at first one of shock. He hadn't changed much, except a few more lines in his russet face. From that, I assumed it had been around twenty years since I'd been in forks. Twenty years since I'd seen Bella's face. Now I never would again.

Edward?

I heard the question in his thoughts. No, it's Beethoven.

"You." He snarled. That one word was filled with so much hatred that it made me step back. He seemed to be struggling against his anger, struggling against ripping me to shreds right there. I knew he could have. Werewolves are one of the only things that can harm vampires. What was stopping him? He had definitely realized what he was, it usually happened around sixteen.

Think of the treaty.

That was it. The Treaty still stood, stopping him from harming me.

"What are you doing here?" He crossed his arms, his dark eyes glaring at me. I knew his family had never liked me, or my relationship with Bella. But his anger seemed more…personal. What had happened while I was gone?

"I believe this is my house, I should be asking you the same question."

"This hasn't been your house in seventeen years." He scoffed. "Since me and Bella bought it." He knew that would hit me.

"You and Bella?" I managed to stutter. Of all the boys she could have picked, it had to be him. I would have even approved of that Mike kid. But Jacob Black? She just couldn't stay away from my world, could she?

"Yes. Me and Bella. Someone had to pick up the pieces, Bloodsucker." A bitter smile spread across his face.

"I'm not sure I know what you mean." What pieces? Sure she would have been upset for a while, but all pain fades…except for mine of course.

"You don't know what I mean! When you left, you destroyed her! She never got over you! She loved you more than she ever loved anyone! More than she ever loved me…" He looked down, and I realized that her death had probably hit him as hard as it hit me.

"I-I didn't know."

"Of course you didn't, because your weren't here." He spat. 'And you shouldn't be here now." I dipped into his thoughts. They were in turmoil.

He has to go! Izzy could see him! What am I going to say to her?

"Get out of my head!"

"Who's Izzy?"

He ignored my question, his hostile expression lingering for a moment, but then faded to one of submission . "I'll tell you what happened to Bella. But you have to promise me that when I'm done, you'll never come back to forks. Ever." He held out his large hand. "promise?"

I hesitated. Never return? All thoughts of the mysterious Izzy, left me. Why would I ever want to come back, there's nothing here for me now. "Deal." I took his hand and he walked into the house. Things were different, yet the same. The same window greeted me, with a mostly empty living room. There was the added addition of a large TV and soft looking brown sofa. I wondered how else the house had changed.

Jacob whirled around as soon as I entered. He didn't offer me a seat, and I didn't ask to sit down. It reminded me more of a face off than a talk.

"We got married when she was twenty-one, but we got together the summer after you left. Everyone in my pack thought that it was a bad idea. Human werewolf relationships are dangerous, Sam said that it was too dangerous for Bella-"

"Which it was."

"Any more dangerous than being with a vampire?" I didn't have an answer to this, so he continued. "Fifteen years ago she went for a walk and didn't come back. I was frantic, I started calling everyone who even knew her name. I thought maybe, she had gone to find you. Then I got a call from Sam…he said he saw her fall from the top of a cliff. He tried to save her but…"He trailed off, sighing. "There wasn't even a body to bury."

I sighed along with him. At least she had been able to move on, find a husband, a life. "Was she happy?" I asked, looking at him.

"As happy as she could have been." He looked away. "She tried, you know? To love me as much as she loved you. I knew though. I will always be second best." His voice was bitter.

"I'm sorry Jacob." I said sincerely. Taking a step forward.

He stepped away, and all the anger was back in his face. "I don't need your pity bloodsucker, I need you out of my life, for good."

I nodded turning around. Just as I was about to head toward the door, it swung open.

I gasped, unable to move.

I knew it wasn't her, since that was impossible, but the resemblance was hard to ignore. Thin nose and large brown eyes, with hair that reached just past her shoulders. It was black, the same color as Jacobs and she had achieved the slight tan color of her skin that Bella had always lacked. She had a stubborn set to her jaw, but also a kind, gentle look to her face. She was younger than Bella too, fifteen at most. Even without the obvious physical characteristics, I would have known who the girls parents were. The scent that wafted from her skin was sweeter honey, almost as enticing as her mothers, but tainted by the repulsive scent of wolf.

"Who's are you?" she asked, curiously. I wondered if she knew what I was, and whether she cared.

"No one Izzy, he was just leaving." Jacobs voice took me out of my thoughts and began once again to leave. No matter what, I was not getting involved in another Swans life. Though I guess technically she was a Black.

"Come on dad, his eyes are gold, he's not going to bite me." She stepped a little closer gazing up at me with her Bella-eyes. I swallowed the urge to touch her. 'I've never met a vampire before." So she did know.

As she studied me, I took the liberty to study her thoughts.

It was like trudging through molasses. She had apparently gotten Bellas aggravating ability to block my power, but not at such a high scale. It was like looking through muddy pond water, I couldn't quite get anything concrete. Then, suddenly, like a bolt of lightning, it hit me.

One word.

Edward.