A few days passed, Jasper had spent most of his time with Emily but tonight she found herself alone. The vampire was off hunting rabbits as Emily liked to tease him and Charlie had been called out to assist in a case in the next town over earlier that day. As to where Bella was Emily assumed she was on the reservation since she had darted to the door after receiving a text, yelling about going to Jake's.

The ringing phone broke the silence Emily had been enjoying in the house. Walking into the hallway Emily summoned the phone from her father's room to answer it, she didn't have a phone in her room as the reception was never good due to all the magic.

"Hello, Chief Swan's residence."

"Hey, is Bella there? It's Jake."

"Bella left a while ago, can I take a message?"

"Oh, um sure, just let her know that I fixed the truck. Um, she can get it whenever and hang out… if she wants," the boy on the other line seemed to stumble a bit with his words. From what Emily had heard from Charlie Jake had been crushing on Bella since she moved in. He tagged along when Billy came over to watch games just to get a glimpse of Bella. With Emily now home she knew Billy wouldn't be likely to show up for many game nights.

"I'll leave a note for her."

"Okay, thanks."

"Sure," Emily replied hanging up the phone before the lonely boy tried to talk to her more.

Turning around Emily smiled in greeting as her tired looking farther climbed the stairs. "Long night old man?"

"Hey, who are you calling old?" He laughed coming over and pulling his daughter into his side for a hug.

"The man who has grey in his mustache," she replied tracing one side of said mustache with her finger.

"It's pink now isn't it?" he deadpanned looking down at Emily's very amused face. She simply nodded in confirmation quite pleased with her handy work. "So who called?" Charlie asked pointing to the phone in her hand.

"Jake, apparently Bella's truck is fixed."

"Oh that was quick, I thought it would take him a few more days. Where is your sister by the way?"

"At Jake's."

Raising a skeptical eyebrow Charlie pointed to the phone, "Didn't he just call?"

Nodding her head Emily handed her father the phone and started towards her bedroom door, "Yup, so that begs the question where she really is since she told me she was going to Jake's as she ran out the door."

Sighing Charlie ran a hand over his face and glanced back at Bella's open bedroom door, "I'm going to have to have a talk with her. This is just happening too much now."

Shrugging Emily couldn't really offer anything to help her father. She barely knew Bella or the kids in town so had no real idea what any of them got up to. "Well I have some research to do and I believe you need a shower."

Turning his head to sniff his shoulder Charlie slightly cringed at the smell. "Guess I do, want to turn my mustache back by chance?"

"It'll wear off in a few hours," Emily said leaning against her doorframe. "Plus it's a good look for you."

"It's getting old."

"You're getting old, there's a difference," Emily smirked ducking the piece of paper he threw at her head. Picking up the crumpled paper that was likely a scrap from one of his pockets Emily unfolded it only to raise an eyebrow at her father. "Who is Corrine?"

"No one," Charlie huffed moving to swipe the paper from his daughter's hands.

"Uh huh and that's why it says 'call me' with little x's and o's under it."

"She is the woman assigned to the Riley Biers case in Seattle, it's nothing."

"Whatever you say old man," Emily said tossing the paper back to her father. Turning to head into her room she stopped and called back to him. "There's dinner for you in the kitchen. I'll be busy so feel free to have any private phone calls you need to." With a wink to her father she quickly shut the door to her room laughing as she moved back to the books she had spread out in front of the fire.

As she sat down she noticed her mirror begin to light up. "Good morning," she greeted answering the call.

"Good evening dear," the blonde woman replied as she materialized in the mirror. "Having a good night?"

"I was just teasing my father but mostly I've been researching," Emily turned the mirror so Cissa could see all the books she had laid out.

"Good, how's your training coming?"

"What training? I can barely find a place to practice a few spells let alone have an opponent to duel with."

"Perhaps we can see about getting someone to you to help you," Cissa sighed trying to figure out if it was even something they could safely attempt. "It was a bit of an oversight on all our parts."

Shrugging Emily leaned back against the bench at the end of her bed, "None of us thought I would be coming here alone… things just changed so quickly that night we really didn't have time to alter any of our plans."

"True but that doesn't change the fact that you do need someone there to help you. I will think on it for the next few days and see if we can't find a solution. How is everything else?"

"Good, Jasper is out feeding and dad is down stairs eating his dinner by now hopefully."

"So you've been spending time with the vampires," the older woman smiled.

"Just the one, the other one, Edward is still with Bella. I've barely spoken to him."

"Give him time, vampires are never good at change."

"You still think I should see both of them," Emily said looking disbelievingly at the mirror. "That will go over well with two vampires who are naturally territorial and a muggle sister who is dating one of them. I can't see this going wrong at all…"

"Just try and keep an open mind," Cissa instructed. "One can never fight fate."

"Oh, now it's fated? Doesn't fate play with my existence enough?"

Laughing Cissa smiled at the young girl, "Open mind dear."

Shaking her head Emily ran a hand through her hair, "I'll try, now how is everyone over there?"

"The Dark Lord has begun infiltrating the ministry, which we had already anticipated. Sadly it is going far easier for him than we had hoped but for now there's not much any of us can do. Severus is as moody as ever, he worries for you and Dragon greatly. Luc is almost back to full strength, while Sirius and Remus should be back from their little mission in a few days and I can update you on them then."

"And Dray?"

"Dragon has been instructed to contact you soon by the Dark Lord. He hopes that he will be able to sway you through your friendship."

Emily looked out the window with a quizzical look on her face, "And I'm guessing you are leaving it up to me on how this should play out."

"The Dark Lord never lets Dragon go very far except to join the others on raids. I am quite sure your correspondence will be read, the more favorable your replies the better for Dragon but there could be more consequences for the innocent people here. If the Dark Lord thinks you are close to being swayed he may become bolder."

"Would he really do that? Certainly he has no idea where I am, for all he knows more deaths could lead to me not joining him."

"He's put a lot of effort into finding you this past week. He will continue to search until he finds you but that's not all that shocking of news we all were certain that would happen."

"Wonderful."

"His obsession drives him, you as well as I know that he cannot be allowed to find you."

"What's to stop him from putting a tracking charm on one of Draco's letters?" Emily asked looking at the grim faced blonde staring back at her.

"He knows you are far too smart to be tracked he believes you are hiding under a fidelius charm which would make tracking impossible…"

"But it would also make it impossible for anyone other than my personal owl to find me."

"True, Dragon only came to me after the raid last night to tell me of this new assignment. I doubt Dragon has been given much more details then that he is to be ready to reach out to you, he would have told me more if he could have."

"I guess we wait to decide until we have more information." Emily sighed as she felt someone enter the wards. "I should probably get back to my books and you no doubt need to start your day."

"Alright dear, try not to worry too much. I can already see the cogs turning in your head analyzing all the ways this could play out."

Nodding Emily waved and wished Cissa a good day before tapping the mirror to end the call. A tap at the window drew her attention. Standing she stretched out her body before going to open the window. Leaning against the frame to block the vampire from entering Emily crossed her arms, "Hello Edward."

"How did you know it was me?"

"Jasper would have used the front door, he only ever leaves through the window if my dad is still sleeping."

"I see," he said his face becoming tight.

"What are you doing here Edward?" Emily asked having little patience for his interruption. She wanted to get through a few more things with her research before heading to bed.

"I wanted to see you."

"More like you came to see Bella and realized she wasn't home."

"No, I knew she wasn't home, I came to see you."

"Lovely."

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" he asked tilting his to the side.

Taking a deep breath she pushed herself back from the window, "Fine, won't you come in?" She made a large sweeping motion with her arm before turning and heading back to her books.

Edward leapt through the window landing quietly on the hardwood floor. Looking around the room he noticed the scattered books that Emily was already seeming to look through. "What are you doing?"

"I'm working on a project."

"For school?" he asked moving to sit on the floor by her.

"Sure," she answered not even looking up.

"When do you go back?"

"Depends."

"On what?"

Emily looked over at the copper headed vampire and raised an eyebrow, "Why do you care?"

"I'm curious," he said turning his head as he tried to figure out what language the book closest to him was written in.

"I can see that," she replied pointing to the book and finally looking at the vampire. "You can keep trying to read that but you won't succeed."

"Perhaps if I was familiar with the language…"

"It's written in Parseltongue there are only two people alive that can read it, you are not one of them."

Trying not to be put off by the girl's obvious anger with him he tried again, "What's Parseltongue?"

"Snake language."

"And you are one of the two people who can speak it?"

"Yes," she hissed slightly amused by the involuntary shiver of the vampire.

Swallowing down the slight fear that the strange language incited in him he tried to keep the girl talking to him, "Do you talk to snakes often?" He wanted to hit himself as he spoke, god he sounded lame.

"I own one, so I would say yes."

"Where is it?" he asked looking around the room as if it could appear any second.

"She's back in London with my mentor. I couldn't very well bring her on a muggle plane to the US."

Nodding the vampire imagined it would be quite an odd thing to bring with you, he smirked as he thought of that awful film Emmett would sometimes watch 'Snakes on a Plane' and he wondered how tame her snake was. "Does she have a name?"

"Isis after the Egyptian Goddess of Magic. Legend says that the goddess conjured a snake to bite the God Ra to force him into revealing his secrets. It seemed fitting since she had been conjured to fight in a duel and was brought to me through magic."

"Someone conjured a snake to fight you?" he asked in disbelief.

"No, my best friend conjured her when he was selected to 'duel' a loud mouth red head from Gryffindor."

"So you duel a lot in school."

"Not really, we sometimes have dueling tournaments for fun in my House though."

Edward just nodded his head as if what he was hearing was normal but he simply was blown away that people still dueled and were encouraged to do so at such young ages in a school. "Do you have any other pets?" he asked as he glanced back down to the strange book.

"Apollo and I guess at times you could count Padfoot," Emily smirked seemingly amused by a joke he didn't understand.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" he asked motioning to all the books.

She wrote something quickly with her quill before setting the old looking parchment down. "No, I'm done for now I guess. Now are you going to tell me why we are playing a one sided twenty questions?"

"I needed to see you," at her answering scoff Edward reached out and took her hand in his, his other hand slightly pulled at his hair. "Truly, I needed to just spend some time with you, it's so frustrating I don't understand why but being away is driving me insane. I need to know more about you…"

Emily wanted to shove him away as he pulled her closer to him but something was stopping her. Their lips met and she could feel her annoyance with the vampire practically melt inside of her. Her hands found their way into his hair and her body pressed against his. All thought seemed to leave her as the next second she found herself lying back on her bed, one of his hands gripped tightly on her hip while the other supported his weight against her.

Emily was woken from her sleep by a loud crash. Groaning as she recognized the new muggle signature in the wards she rolled back into the hard chest she had been sleeping against. Another loud bang had her groaning as she pushed herself out of her bed and summoned a robe to cover herself.

"Merlin!" she exclaimed as she hit her leg on the bench in her grogginess. A chuckle coming from the bed had her glaring at the vampire who lay there.

Opening her door Emily was greeted by the sight of a giggling Bella who was attempting to hold herself up with the wall. Leaning against the door frame she watched the girl continue to laugh as she struggled to put one foot in front of the other.

"She smells like wet dog," Edward's voice came from behind her. Turning her head Emily noticed he had put pants on but nothing else. His hand touched her back as he joined her in watching his girlfriend fall once again.

"Edward…" Bella said from where she sat on the floor still giggling at her own misfortune. "Help me," she commanded raising her arms in the air smiling. Emily couldn't help but laugh as the girl wasn't even looking in their direction if she remembered any of this come morning she would probably assume that she had imagined his voice in her inebriated state.

"Yes Edward why don't you help her," came a gruff voice. Charlie seemed to examine the scene before him only raising an eyebrow at the picture Emily and Edward likely painted before sighing as he looked back at his obviously drunk daughter. "Neither one of you want to help me with this?"

"I could take a picture, you know just so you can remind her of why she's being punished in the morning if you like," Emily offered with a smile.

"Hopefully the headache and nausea will do that enough for her," he said moving to help his daughter from the floor. "You two can go back to…" Shaking his head he picked up Bella to carry her to her room, "You know what, right now I don't even want to know."

Taking Edwards hand she led the vampire who was glancing back over his shoulder to the bed encouraging him to lay down before she snuggled back into him and drifted off to sleep.

The next morning as Emily entered the kitchen followed by Edward it was to a sight that greatly amused her, Bella's head lay against the table and her hands clung to a large glass of water. She looked miserable. Emily could have been kind and slipped the girl a hangover potion but how else was the muggle to learn.

Grabbing a mug she poured herself a cup of coffee and leaned against the counter. Edward took a place next to her obviously not seeming to care that his girlfriend was suffering.

Opening her eyes Bella seemed to notice her audience and sat up attempting to smooth out her impossibly tangled hair. "Edward when did you get here?"

"Awhile ago," the vampire shrugged.

"Edward, I'm not feeling well. Can you come back later?" Bella asked attempting to smile in what she hoped was a cute way at her boyfriend.

Staring at the hungover brunette Edward felt like he was truly seeing his girlfriend for the first time. Was this what she had been doing whenever she would disappear from Alice's visions? His phone beeped, noticing it was Carlisle he quickly read the text, apparently the Quileutes wanted to have a meeting with them and Carlisle wanted to speak to him beforehand.

"It seems my father needs me anyway," Edward said looking between the two girls in the kitchen. He was unsure of how to say goodbye. He was supposedly dating one but found himself drawn to and sleeping with the other, perhaps he had more to talk about with Carlisle than the impending meeting.

As he awkwardly nodded at the girls and turned to leave Jasper strode into the kitchen.

"Morning Darlin'" Jasper greeted as he entered the room giving Emily a brief kiss on the lips. He threw a glare at his brother's back before taking up his vacated position at Emily's side.

Bella simply moaned and let her head drop back to the table once Edward had left the room. The blonde vampire looked at Emily quizzically at the human's odd behavior.

"It seems you weren't the only person to drink their fill last night," she whispered looking into his bright amber eyes. Pushing away from the counter she set her mug in the sink and clapped her hands loudly enjoying the wince Bella made. "Now chop, chop my good sir you and I have a few things to get done today."

Coming home Edward found the house mostly empty. Alice he assumed was out shopping and Rosalie had likely gone with her, it only stood to follow that poor Emmett had been dragged along to carry their bags. Kissing Esme's head as he passed her on his way up the stairs he tried to discern what Carlisle may want to speak to him about but his parents thoughts seemed to be on rather mundane things.

Knocking on the door to his father's study Edward was almost instantly invited in. "Come in Edward."

Doing as instructed the younger vampire moved to sit in the armchair in front of Carlisle's desk. "You needed to see me."

"Yes, but it's nothing to be concerned about I merely wanted to know how things with Bella are going," Carlisle said leaning back in his chair.

"Why do you ask?" Edward replied hesitantly. While he wanted to talk to his father about the recent complications to his relationship with the human he had not expected Carlisle to be the one to bring up the topic.

"It is a bit out of character for the Quileutes to request a meeting with us, since they did not feel the need to share what they wished to speak about I can only conclude that it must be about Bella."

Edward nodded his head in agreement. They had not violated any of the agreed upon terms to the treaty so the only reason he could see that the tribe would want to talk to them would be over his involvement in Bella's life. "As far as I'm aware she does not know what they are nor has she betrayed our secret, at least not intentionally."

"Intentionally?" Carlisle asked leaning forward and placing his arms on his desk. Edward was slightly envious, for a brief moment, at how easily the human gestures and movements came to his sire. Even sitting in his own study where he didn't need to hide, he still naturally seemed to act human.

"I…" Edward struggled on how to begin to tell his father everything he had been feeling and dealing with since Emily had come to Forks for the summer. Running a hand through his hair Edward sighed, "It's complicated but last night Bella was very drunk."

"That doesn't sound like her," Carlisle responded looking a bit puzzled.

"Yes well last night she could barely stand when she came home to Charlie's house. She smelled of wet dog and I can't help but wonder if this has been going on more frequently. In a drunken state who knows what she might have said to one of the wolves."

Frowning Carlisle nodded his head, "Then I guess we prepare for the questions they may ask about her involvement with you and her future with our family."

"But that's just it, I don't know if there is a future for her in our family!" Edward added looking away from his father in frustration.

"What do you mean son?" came Carlisle's calm reply.

Edward continued to stare at the wall for a few moments while the older vampire waited patiently for his response. Turning to look at his father he whispered the words he had probably known were true since his first night with Emily, "I don't believe Bella is my mate."

"Why do you say that?" Carlisle asked sitting up straighter. "You seemed so sure."

"I was sure, I thought I understood what I was feeling..."

"What's changed?"

"Emily," Edward whispered looking down at his lap.

Carlisle was surprised at the response, "You mean Bella's sister? Have you spent much time around her?"

"More than you would expect," the copper headed vampire replied. "With Bella I was drawn to her blood and the silence, I thought that my ability to not kill my singer meant she had to be my mate. Only that bond could override such a desire to kill, or at least that's what I believed. With Emily I can't control myself, I haven't controlled myself…

Bella always tries to push me into being more intimate but while I have a slight want to I can stop before anything comes close to happening. I thought it was just my want to protect her from any harm including what I might inflict on her," Edward paused looking up at his father as if begging him to understand and not judge him poorly for what he was admitting. "With Emily I can't stop. Hurting her doesn't even register on my mind, I simply know I won't."

"So you've already been with Emily?" Carlisle asked trying to make sure he fully understood what he was being told.

Nodding Edward looked at his sire who had always been a moral man and hoped he could continue to accept him for what he had done.

Seeing Edward's worry Carlisle stood and came to sit on his desk in front of the younger man. "I love you son and I will support you if being with Emily is what you feel is right but we do need to decide what to do about Bella. She knows our secret, we have to be careful how we handle the situation from here on out."

"So you're not mad at me?"

Sighing Carlisle grabbed his son's shoulder, "I could never be mad at you for something that could have happened to any of us. Having a human mate complicates the bond, it makes things harder to understand. I even left Esme when she was younger not realizing just who I had left behind. It was only luck and fate that led me years later to find her dying and recognize her as my mate."

"Thank you," Edward said looking into his father's eyes. He felt like a huge weight was being lifted off his shoulders.

Nodding Carlisle straightened himself out and folded his hands in his lap, "Why don't you go call Alice and remind her, her little shopping party needs to be home soon so we can meet with the Quileutes."

As Edward left the older vampire sighed, he was worried about what Edward's revelation might mean for their family. He knew Jasper had been spending every second he could with this new human, never before had his war torn son reached out to another being so quickly. He could only hope that whatever was going on would not end in a division of his family.

"I'm going to have to leave soon darlin'," Jasper said running his fingers through Emily's hair. "Our family has a meeting with the wolves."

Emily sneered and leaned back more into the vampire's chest as she continued writing down her notes from the book she currently had levitating open next to the snuggled up pair. "Must you join them?"

"I wish I didn't have to but Carlisle has asked the whole family to attend, he believes it's about Bella's involvement with our family."

"Why would they care?" she asked as she flipped to the next page of her book and nibbled on the end of her quill.

"The treaty says we cannot bite a human nor can we reveal our knowledge of their tribe to others. They most likely want to make sure we aren't planning on turning Bella or shared their secret with her."

"It's not that exciting of a secret and from what you've told me Edward is more likely to drain Bella dry then turn her. If one of you was to kill her what do they think they can do against an entire coven of vampires?"

"They believe it is their job to protect humans."

"Hah, they are far too rash with little control over their ability. As far as I know only two of them have turned, not very good odds when there are thousands of hungry vampires roaming the world."

Jasper felt a strong dislike coming from the girl whenever the wolves were mentioned, letting his curiosity win he finally asked a question he had been wondering about since she mentioned her aversion to going to the reservation when they first met. "Why do you hate the wolves?" Emily looked away from her paper raising an eyebrow at the blonde. "Not that I don't understand what there is not to like, it's just where you come from I would think you would be more open to werewolves, but you seem to really dislike them, I guess I'm curious why."

"One they are not werewolves, true werewolves turn only on the full moon. The mutts on the reservation are shapeshifters. Two where I come from dark creatures are not well liked, you would be hard pressed to find many wizards who trusted a vampire or werewolf. I just happen to have met enough of both species to understand it's not the creature in them that makes them dark it is their soul. Everything comes down to intent."

"So you think the wolves on the reservation are dark?"

Emily shrugged, "Not dark but certainly stupid and selfish."

"But something must have happened for you to hate them…" Jasper prompted.

"The last time I came home for the summer was before my third year. My dad spent a lot of time at the reservation so I was often dragged along. Paul Lahote is an annoying boy who often tried my patience. Being a bit older than I he thought he was being cool by showing up drunk one night to a bonfire. He wasn't quite catching on that I didn't appreciate his attention. At one point he grabbed me and tried to kiss me, my magic lashed out throwing him away from me. In his anger at my response he phased. He charged at me and I pulled out my wand to protect myself. I injured him just as the elders found us. They were livid at me for injuring one of their tribe. They told my father I was a threat and never allowed back on their lands unless I accepted the imprint Paul had on me."

"One of the dogs imprinted on you!" Jasper growled instantly becoming angry at the thought of one of them touching the beautiful witch in his arms.

Emily shook her head, "Of course not, but that was how they tried to play off Paul's behavior when I told my father what had happened. They said because of my witchcraft I had tricked his spirit into choosing me as a mate. He phased only because I was denying him what was his right."

"And your father believed them?"

"No but he also knew my secret had been exposed to the elders and Paul. He promised I would never return to the reservation in return for their silence. He stopped going down there as much after that and limited most of his time to seeing Billy but once your family moved to town even that relationship was strained.

Even if I was allowed on the reservation I wouldn't go. The shifters have no control, they turn so young their tempers are nowhere near stable. If I hadn't had my magic to aide me I would have died or been severely injured. I have no wish to willingly put myself in more potentially dangerous situations then I have to."

Running to join his family Jasper couldn't help but think about what Emily had told him. It angered him that they had been so callous towards her simply for defending herself. He knew it was likely that Paul would be at the meeting being one of the two wolves the tribe had but he wasn't sure how he was going to control himself from attacking the man who dared to think he could touch his Emily.

Clearing his mind he ran up to meet his family who stood waiting for him outside of their house.

"We will head to the treaty line, it is likely they want to know about Bella's involvement with Edward. Please allow me to do the talking," Carlisle instructed the group. "It shouldn't take us long and then you all may go back to doing as you wished."

They each nodded in understanding before taking off running behind Carlisle. When they reached the treaty line the Quileute elders were already waiting there along with Sam Uley and Paul Lahote the two wolves. Jasper swallowed his growl at the sight of them.

There was an awkward silence between the two groups before Carlisle took a small step forward his hands clasped in front of him, "Chief Black you have asked for a meeting and we are here, what is it you seek?"

"We have agreed in the treaty to warn of potential threats to our existences should the need arise."

Carlisle looked quizzically at the man who was wheelchair bound. He had been expecting them to ask about their involvement with Bella, as far as he knew she was a simple human who while young presented little risk to either race. "And you believe there is a danger great enough to heed a warning?"

"Yes," came the gruff reply. "There is one who has recently returned to Forks that poses great risk to us all."

Edward snarled as he read the man's thoughts, "She is no threat!"

"You are wrong mind reader. She has injured one of our own in the past and we have heard stories of the dangers that follow her."

Jasper instantly knew who they spoke of and growled in anger, "She only injured one of your dogs because he couldn't keep his hands to himself!"

Edward seeing the conversation between Jasper and Emily replay in his brother's mind began growling. His focus was trained on Paul, it took everything in him to not jump across the line and rip the smug grin off his face.

"He was lucky to survive her attack! She has killed before, one of her most recent victims was a werewolf!" an elder called out.

"And the person you speak of is?" Carlisle asked trying to calm the tension and avoid a fight, though he was certain he already knew the answer due to his sons' reactions.

"Emily Potter."

Emmett started laughing, "You called to warn us about a human?"

"She's no human leech!" Sam snarled. "She's…"

"You have no right to tell her secrets!" Jasper cut off the mutt. "I believe we're done here."

"You would do well to heed our warning Cullens," Black called after them as they turned to follow Jasper and Edward who had already taken off at a run back to the house.

As the family approached they noticed both men seemed agitated. Jasper stood with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face as Edward paced beside him.

"What's going on with you two?" Emmett asked as he slowed to stop by his brothers.

When neither one answered the large vampire looked to his father for an explanation but instead got none. Carlisle for his part did not take his eyes off his sons. "Would either of you like to explain why the Quileutes felt the need to warn us about a human?"

"It's not our secret to tell," Edward said looking at his father before looking off into the distance behind him.

Carlisle looked to Jasper who simply shook his head. Realizing he would get no answers from them he motioned down the driveway, "Go."

The words were barely out of his mouth before the two vampires took off running. The old vampire knew exactly where they were headed but not for the first time that day did he worry about what this girl would mean for his family.