Thanks to both my awesome beta-fish's elfinchakie - go check her fic's she's got a great cxb that is worth the read called Pleasantly Unexpected- and swieloch.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, however I did discover there is a doctor by Edward Cullen in MD. I briefly thought about moving there just to have him check my vitals.

The next couple of weeks seemed to have flown by.

I spent the first couple of days at home with Bella to make sure she was comfortable with her surroundings. I eventually had to go back to work though when both dad and mom called me concerned. Despite my protests that I was fine, I knew my mom was just chomping at the bit to come over and make sure I really felt fine.

It took about two weeks but we had started to fall into a comfortable routine. Every morning I'd force myself out of my apartment and away from Bella and I'd spend the whole day at work trying not to rush back to her. We still barely knew anything about each other.

Well, no that's not right, I still barely knew anything about her. On the other hand I had told her all about myself. We discussed my parents, my sisters, what I did for a living. But as soon as the conversation would start to flow into more personal information about her she'd quickly change the subject and I'd sigh and we'd both find something else to talk about.

I was hoping very soon to get more information out of her. She was an enigma to me still even after all this time of practically living together.

I had managed to avoid my sisters pretty well considering all three of us lived in the same building, just on different floors. But barely seeing each other for almost two weeks was virtually unheard of for us. It was only a matter of time until I'd have to suck it up and get together with them or bring them by to meet Bella. Or worse yet they'd come knocking and I'd be completely unprepared. Plus I had no idea how Bella would take to meeting new people, she hadn't left my place once. The one time I mentioned it, it sent her into a panic.

Exactly two and half weeks after Bella came into my life I decided I couldn't put off my sisters. I'd call both Alice and Rose to make plans to do something tonight and if things went well maybe introduce them both to Bella. I was starting to feel pretty bad leaving her home alone all day long and it'd be easy for her to go visit someone who was already living in building.

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I just know that Edward is hiding something from me. We live in the same building but yet I think I've seen him twice in the past two weeks. That's just unheard of for us. We may be five years apart in age but we were always close growing up. He's my big brother and always kept an eye out of me. Although looking at us you'd never guess by our looks. I was short, he was tall. I had dark brown hair, his was this weird coppery bronzish brownish color. It wasn't normal but then I don't think I ever heard a single complaint from any girl who's ever seen him, including most if not all of my friends. It was annoying and I just know they were hanging out with me to see Edward. Just like I'm positive that any guy who came back to our house was hoping to get a glimpse of Rose, who was a year older then Edward and had six years on me.

Rose is the blond bombshell of the family. Once again looking nothing like Edward or I, but with good reason because she was adopted. Mom and dad had tried for years to get pregnant before discovering that they couldn't. It broke their hearts and that's when they decided to adopt. They got her when she was only three months old and fell in love. Then two months after that discovered that mom was pregnant. They had Edward almost one year to the date after Rose was born. Both Edward and I were surprises but loved thoroughly.

The three of us were closer then, well, three peas in a pod. Sure we had our sibling squabbles but who doesn't? It's that closeness that has me pulling a Mission Impossible on my brothers apartment right now, I was almost tempted to download the theme song for a little mood music. I know he's at work so there's no chance of seeing him or for him to ever find out I was here. I just know there's more going on. Every time I called I swear I could hear a woman's voice in the background and as soon as I'd ask who was there he'd quickly hang up making some excuse about the T.V being on.

Humph!

Like I can't tell the different between someone talking in the background and when a T.V is on. One time I went as far as standing outside his door when I called and pressing my ear up against it to see if I could hear anyone. Of course that's the time when I don't hear a thing. Not a peep of noise other then my brothers voice.

So here I am stealthily sliding the key into the lock and turning it slowly listening to the click. Well I guess if you have a spare key its not really Mission Impossible is it?

But still he should have expected it. Whatever made him think he'd get away with barely seeing me for over two weeks is beyond me. I was going to find out what was keeping him away from me and when I found her that hussy was going to be out on the street faster then she could blink. Because lets face it any woman who won't let a man see his sisters isn't a woman that should be with my brother.

I heard a loud noise as soon as I turned the door knob and it made me stop in place. Crap someone was there. Well fine if it's the hussy keeping my brother from his favorite sister and Rose, yes you heard me I'm the favorite, then I'll just have to put her in her place.

Steeling my resolve I swung the door open.

"Oh dear brother are you here?" I called out as I pushed the door close behind me.

"Edward it's been forever and I miss yooouuu!" Ok so I know he's not home but I know someone IS here.

I started to make my way through his place. First through his kitchen then the dinning room. I got to the hallway leading towards either the living room or towards his bedroom. The living room was too obvious so decided the bedroom would be the best bet. In fact that's probably where they spent most of their time. I shuddered at that thought and cursed my brain for conjuring the image of my brother in bed with someone.

I opened the door to his bedroom and stuck my head in looking through the crack.

"Come out, come out where ever you are." I said in a sing-song voice.

I started to wander around his room looking at everything. I checked the bathroom quickly.

No one there.

So I thought maybe his closet. Plus it was time to update. We were in the middle of the fall season and I haven't even begun shopping for his winter wardrobe. It wasn't like I had a shopping addiction. I'm just a fashion major and it's my job, well will be my job, to keep up on current trends.

After about an hour of rummaging through Edward's closet I decided his wardrobe wasn't completely unmanageable but we'd need to go shopping soon.

I called it quality time, bonding between siblings, keeping the familiar ties tied tight. I think he looked at it as a thinly veiled form of torture. However he wanted to look at he knew there was no getting out of it and I think deep down he really did like it.

About half way to the front door I suddenly remembered why I was here. The Hussy, yes capital H because that's her name now, is hiding somewhere in my brothers apartment and she needs to learn a thing or two about the Cullen family.

I had just turned to walk back towards his bedroom when I heard a loud crash.

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I had just settled in to start reading one of the many new books Edward had picked up for me. After my little geek out session with his copy of Pride & Prejudicehe said I needed to read something a bit more current. When he came home the fifth night in a row to find me reading the same book, yet again, he just shook his head at me with that damn crooked smile that turned me into a giddy school girl, and mumbled something about needing to get caught up on the times.

Just when I was going to take offense to that statement I remembered all the times he had tried to bring up anything to do with me and the hasty topic changes I'd make. One of his conditions for allowing me to stay was that if he wanted to know something about me I was to tell him. Basically by putting him off each and every time I was in essence breaking our arrangement. So I bit my tongue and saved my argument about the classics never being out of style.

The next day when he came home from work he had a huge bag from Barnes & Noble full of books for me. I'm almost positive he just went to the best sellers section and bought a copy of everything that was there, because I couldn't contain my laughter when I pulled out a copy of What To Expect When You're Expecting. When he asked what I was laughing at and I showed him he turned beat red and started to rub the back of his neck looking really embarrassed. He stumbled over an apology and even beat red and tongue tied he still managed to look stunningly handsome.

I let him know it was ok and not to worry about it. Mumbling to myself about immaculate conception.

I wasn't expecting anything. At least not in that way. However I was still waiting for my streak of good luck to end, for Them to finally find me and put an end to the first piece of happiness I've had in years.

Which is why just as I was sitting down to start reading some ridiculous teen fiction book about sparkling vampires when I heard something at the front door. I panicked. Edward was gone at work and as of yet he never came home for lunch so it couldn't be him. Which in my mind left only one other option. They had caught up to me. My good luck was at an end.

Immediately dropping the book I was reading I ran through a mental list of places to hide. Running into Edward's bedroom I ran towards the closet but immediately dismissed it. That was to obvious. Then I decided on the bathroom. Maybe in the shower. The curtain was dark and you couldn't see a shadow from behind it.

Just as I was closing the closet door I caught sight of a baseball bat. I quickly grabbed it and dashed towards the bathroom. I was just stepping into the shower and pulling the shower curtain closed when I heard a voice call out faintly from the front of the apartment.

Shaking like a leaf I waited to be discovered. And that's when I heard a woman's voice say "Come out come out where ever you are."

Almost dropping the bat in my surprise I wondered why there was a woman walking around Edward's apartment. Did he have a girlfriend he hadn't told me about? I never asked and he never volunteered so I just assumed. But I guess you know what the say about people who assume.

I felt nauseous thinking about the fact that maybe he did have a special someone else, and I didn't even know why I felt that way.

The man was simply gorgeous. So why shouldn't he have someone special and probably equally as gorgeous to spend his time and share his life with. Having spent my fair share of time around models I'm sure he could walk the runway if he wanted to. Which just goes to prove how good looking he is. He leaves me tongue tied and I've been around some of the worlds best looking guys for the last five years of my life.

When the bathroom door opened I about wet myself but just as fast as it opened it closed. I could still hear the strange woman in his bedroom and my irrational thoughts of jealousy came back, but eventually I got bored. How long could it take for her to do what she needed to do? If she was dating him then she had to know he was at work.

Sitting down on the bench in the shower I laid the bat down carefully at my feet and decided to just wait it out. After what felt like forever I finally heard her walk out of his bedroom and decided to give it a couple more minutes before getting out.

Carefully pulling the shower curtain open I started to step out. But my foot got stuck on the wall of the bath tub. Having nothing around me to grab on to I grabbed the shower curtain which promptly ripped from the pole as I started to fall. It was like it was happening in slow motion and because I had gotten myself wrapped up in the shower curtain I couldn't even brace myself for my fall.

I landed on the floor with a loud oomph.

Just fantabulous.

I hoped Edward's little surprise visitor was gone before I fell. If not I wasn't quite sure how'd explain to his girlfriend that I was hiding in his shower.

******

I knew there was someone here.

Running back towards Edward's bedroom I was ready to find out just who was keeping my big brother from me.

Pushing open the bedroom door I moved towards the bathroom door. There on the floor was a girl no bigger then me with a shower curtain wrapped around her.

My mouth dropped open in shock. This wasn't really what I expected when I decided it was time to check up on Edward. Well to be honest I'm not sure what I thought I'd run into when I got here. Maybe someone a bit more slut-tastic then the girl in, were those Edward's college sweat pants? I thought I tossed those years ago.

I shook it off quickly and ran over to help the girl get up.

Once we finally got her untangled I managed to get a good look at her. She was stunning. Her hair was thick and a shimmering chestnut color. Her complexion was flawless and helped her dark brown doe eyes pop. Well I guess if my brother is going to be holed up in his apartment he couldn't have found a better girl to do it with. I think I was starting to form a bit of a girl crush on her.

She started blush and I realized I was staring at the poor girl.

"Hi my name is Alice Cullen and you are?" I said, and watched her eyes get really big.

"Umm.. My name is Bella?" She seemed kind of unsure. "You're, ah, Edward's sister?"

"Yes I am, youngest and most favorite. Just don't tell Rose that when you see her, she'll definitely try and disagree with you. So Bella why don't you tell me about yourself, and why you were fully clothed in the shower," I looked behind her and saw the baseball bat, "with a baseball bat?"

She squeaked and turned an even brighter shade of red at my mention of said baseball bat.

"Well, you see, when I heard someone coming in I wasn't sure who it was and since I knew Edward was at work it couldn't be him. And not knowing anyone else in the city I really didn't want to take my chances so I thought this might be the best bet."

Quickly grabbing her hand I hauled her out into the living room. "Soooo, I know all about the bat now what about yourself. You know you look so damn familiar to me. It's like I've seen you before."

She had that deer in headlights look to her and then I realized that I was babbling. "What exactly do you want to know about me?"

"Well let's start with how you met my darling brother. He's been harder to get a hold of then the new line from Aro Volturi. And well I guess I can see why because Bella your beautiful. Huh did you know your name means beautiful in Italian that's fitting don't you think?"

"Alice?"

"And O-M-G Voltuir is Italian too. Wow that's really a coincidence don't you think? You know now that you mention it you kind of sound like your Italian. Wouldn't that be just awesome if you knew Aro Volturi?"

"Alice?"

"God I would simply die if you knew him." I knew I was getting that dreamy look in my eyes but just couldn't help it. Most people dream about meeting actors or musicians. Not me. Designers were my famous people.

"ALICE!" I finally stopped when she yelled my name. Looking at her I noticed she had a kind of guilty slightly shocked and panicked expression on her face. Was I right?

******

"Alice just settle down ok. Your talking way to fast. How about just one subject at a time," I said.

I stared at Alice in amazement as she just kept talking. And my God she talked so fast. I didn't think it was possible for a human mouth to move that fast. It started with me asking her what she wanted to know about me and she just kind of ran with it. First it was about how I met her brother and then some how moved on to my name and what it meant and next thing I knew we were talking about Aro.

As soon as she mentioned his name my heart went crazy and my brain instantly tried thinking of a million different scenarios. If she was familiar with the Volturi brand then there was a chance she'd recognize me and then what? I don't even want to ponder what would happen if she realized who I was.

A/N: Just another piece of the puzzle. I'd love to hear your thoughts on who you think Bella is. If you're right I might let you know, or I might be evil and tell you maybe you're right. But it's worth the risk don't you think?