"Seriously? We are a movie franchise. Awesome!" Emmett interrupted.
"Yes. Moving on." I sighed.
"Wait, you have to save…Fandoms?" He interrupted again.
"Yes. Now let me finish my story. So after I had to work on the shift…" I went on.
"Wait, you can transfer memories!" Emmett exclaimed.
"Yes. I don't know about now and Edward can't read minds there. That is why I have to go to different worlds. I don't know if I still can in this world. I couldn't in the Teen Wolf world. Missouri said it is because Sam was psychic once and I was sensitive to that kind of thing." I explained.
"Could you try to give me one?" Emmett said smiling.
"Sure." I rolled my eyes. "Give me your hand."
As soon as my hand touched his, everything started to melt away and smudge. I thought quickly of what memory I wanted to give. I decided the one of my mother and me laughing in the car on the way to Clemmons. We were talking about funny things people said and did in school.
Then, the memory turned into one I hadn't visited in a long time. My father and I were walking away from the playground to chase rainbows and find gold. The memory was old and kind of shined and jerked. I couldn't hear what we were saying.
Next was when I was trying to control my shift when I was Derek. I strongly felt all of it. The anger, my teeth elongating, and the relief as it went away. The Cullen house came back into focus. Emmett was staring at wide eyed with a trace of a smile. Everyone else looked more confused.
"What did you see?" Rosalie asked, rubbing Emmett's arm.
"Her, as a child with her mother, then her father. After that was when she was Derek Hale and controlling…it." Emmett said looking awed.
"Why'd show him that?" Jacob asked.
"Well, I didn't really mean to. I am still working on it." I shrugged.
"Could I see something?" Bella asked.
"I suppose I could try, but I doubt you will see anything." I held out my hand.
Sure enough nothing happened. We waited for a few seconds. I saw a weird expression go across her face, then it was gone. She quickly let go of my hand. I sighed. I guess this was hard for her, with me being her husband and all.
"So, now all is left is to figure out why you are here?" Jasper said quietly, surprising me.
"Yes. From every world, I am supposed to learn something. I don't know what I need to learn here." I shrugged.
"Well, you had to control your shift. Maybe you need to control your thirst." Jasper suggested.
"You think so? But isn't that dangerous." I raised my eyebrows.
"Yes. I could be wrong. That is just what I was suggesting." Now it was his turn to shrug.
"Let's start small." Carlisle said in his calming voice. "You haven't moved since you got here. Let's work on that first, then hunting, and after that we can out and see how you react."
"Okay. Um…what do I do first?" I wondered.
"I guess just walking and touching things." Bella said.
I didn't respond. I just took a deep breath and tried to move slowly to the other side of the room. By the look of Renesmee's face, I didn't do so well. We worked on the moving for four hours before I got the hang of everything. Then, we went to touching. That only took an hour and a half. We did other things after that like watching movies and talking.
"Why don't you tell us about yourself?" Esme asked.
"Oh." No one had asked me that before. "Okay. Well I was born in…my family was always laughing or joking…things got bad when my Dad passed…I felt better after I met my friend. We do everything together. She is like another sister to me…my favorite subject…and I like to…and play the guitar." I spent the next hour telling them.
"Really? Could we hear you play?" Renesmee smiled.
"I guess. I'm not that good. My old guitar teacher wasn't that good." I have only been with the guy for a few months. I only knew two songs.
Renesmee ran off to the cottage across the river and got it for me. I tuned it and thought for a second. I closed my eyes and tried to block everyone out. I played the two songs for a while and opened my eyes. All of them seemed to be smiling. I felt special.
Renesmee and Esme seemed the most interested in my life as a whole. They would ask questions about my childhood and I showed them the sweet moments I had with my parents. Jasper and Carlisle wanted to know more about the type of worlds I had been to and their inner workings. Emmett just wanted to see the werewolf fights and Supernatural cases. Alice wanted really random stuff as she was more interested in the ability itself. Jacob was interested in the werewolves from all the worlds. He found the skin walkers the most intriguing. Bella wanted to know about the people's stories. She felt bad for them and wished to see them with a happy ending like hers. Rosalie didn't seem to care either way. She refused to talk to me or really look at me.
"Why does she hate me?" I asked to no one in particular that night.
Esme, Carlisle, Alice, and Jasper were the only ones still hanging out with me. Jacob and Renesmee had gone to bed. Bella said she had somethings to do. Rosalie had just suddenly left and Emmett followed.
"She doesn't really. Rose is just upset." Jasper assured me.
"But, why?" I hadn't done anything to her.
"She likes attention." Alice shrugged.
I was about to roll my eyes when Esme spoke.
"And she is very loyal. She doesn't like it when things get complicated and messed up. Believe it or not, she worries about everyone. But mostly I think she just doesn't know how to react to you. Give her some time." Esme smiled and patted my arm. "You'll see. Everything will be okay."