Abby left Bella as soon as the late bell rang, she ghosted her way through the walls to get to the parking lot. Mostly because she could but also because it was the fastest way to get someplace when you can't open doors. She floated into the Cullen's car and settled down to wait for School to get out. She would have preferred to wait until school was out since it was about more fun now that she didn't have to pay attention. But Bella didn't want to take the chance of missing them and putting the plan on hold. So the ghost girl was doomed to a boring day sitting in an empty car with nothing to do.

By the time the last bell rang Abby was completely bored out of her mind, she had fallen it to a sort of sleep state so when the Cullen's all piled in the car she started back to alertness with a jerk. She quickly pressed herself against the back seat to try and avoid being sat on. It wouldn't hurt her but it did feel really weird to have someone sit on you.

"so Alice did you See anything today?" the taller female Cullen slammed the door to the driver's side and glanced at the smaller, pixie-like girl as the two other boys slid into the back.

"If you mean in regards to Edward then no. he hasn't made any major decisions for me to See." Abby squished herself in between the two boys and tried not to touch them in case that whole ghost chill thing happened.

"Tch, this is so typical of him! He doesn't think of how his actions affect anybody else!"

"Calm down rose, I'm sure he'll come back soon. You know how he is."

"Of course I do, he's a whiny, selfish brat jasper and you know it too! I just hope he grows up soon because if I have to spend one more decade with him I'm going to kill myself."

"Rose just drive home, ok. Don't snap at my husband just because you're upset with Edward. Emmett can you please tell your wife to take a chill pill." Abby turned to the other boy who she assumed was Emmett to find out what he would say. After spending the entire day in a car this conversation was better than Jerry Springer. She hadn't missed the husband/wife thing but she was looking forward to hearing what the frighteningly large Cullen was going to say.

But she never got to find out what he would have said because as she turned she realized that said Cullen was staring at her. Not through her, right at her. She stared right back, hoping he wasn't staring at her but was actually looking at Jasper.

"Who are you?" she swore mentally and made a show of looking around the car before pointing at herself. "Yea you, who are you?"

"Emmett who are you talking to?"

"This girl! She's sitting right there, can't you see her!"

"Ah Emmett don't do this again. Please?" so this Emmett had a really good sixth sense, but the others didn't know about it. Abby couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief that she hadn't been completely exposed by this unexpected snag in her mission.

"But...but guys she's really-gah!" He crossed his arms and looked out the window, ignoring all his car mates, both the visible and invisible ones. Well now Abby felt bad that she had inadvertently made him look like a crazy moron. It was true that when she was alive she was kind of stuck up and boy crazy and a bit of an otaku but she didn't like making people feel foolish, even if it wasn't exactly her fault. She couldn't jeopardize her mission though so if she was going to do something she had to be creative about it.

"Um…sorry…about that." Emmett turned slightly so he could glare at her from the corner of his eye. "Do….do you know what I am?" he shook his head slightly, not wanting his family to think he was crazy again.

"I'm a ghost. Well more of a baby ghost I guess….and you're the first person to see me. No one else can….and I'm scared. I don't know where I am…or how I got here so…I'm sorry…but please let me come home with you. I need a place to stay until I figure out what happened and what to do next." The larger Cullen was silent for a moment before he smiled just a bit.

"Ok, you can stay with us, after all us unnatural people have to stick together."

"Emmett what are you talking about?"

"The girl! She said she's a new ghost and doesn't know what to do!"

"Sweet heart I love you, I really do, but that is ridiculous!"

"It is not! We're vampires! Members of the undead, I don't think a ghost is exactly a big stretch of the imagination!" the entire car was silent after that explosion, no one could really counter the things that had been said and Abby was too busy freaking out over the term vampire. If these people weren't crazy (and it would explain a lot if they weren't) then it would mean that Edward was also a vampire and that would mean that Bella was right. Which would mean the end of the world as far as Abby was concerned.

The car pulled up to a big house and Abby couldn't contain a gasp of shock. It was one of the most beautiful houses she had ever seen, and Abby Kale had seen many houses. Both her parents were big time realtors in phoenix and had often taken her with them when she was small. They wouldn't let anything get in the way of their business; even the birth, or death, of their only child.

Everyone piled out of the car and Abby followed quickly, egger to see the inside of the house. Once inside the Cullen's were greeted by a lovely woman who looked about in her mid-twenties who was headed up the stairs with a basket full of clean laundry.

"Hey kids, how was school?"

"Emmett's hearing voices again." The pretty lady turned around, the basket poised on her hip.

"What again! Honey I thought you and Carlisle took care of that!" her voice rebounded off the huge space, which Abby was still trying to take in. it was all white, everything, she had never seen a space so white before ever. There wasn't even an accent wall, but there was a wall completely made of glass. The house was certainly elegant but Abby couldn't help but think it wasn't the most fashionable place and wouldn't do so well on the house market.

"No Esme, listen she's a ghost! And she just needs a place to stay until she can figure out how to…get to the other side…or something like that!" Abby stifled a snort, she had her chance to go over to the other side and found the idea completely unappealing.

The fun in existing was in the uncertainty of it, that evil could win if good wasn't strong enough to defeat it, that good could often turn out to be evil and no one was bound by concrete laws of right and wrong. On the other side she was sure that wasn't the case, evil is evil and good is good, while it would be good in its own way Abby wanted to stay until the end. Watch history unfold until the very edge of the apocalypse and then she would pick a side, good or evil she didn't know, but oh she was going to have fun.

"Emmett I-"

"No seriously! Have Edward read my mind when he comes back! Have jasper read my emotions! I'm not making this up I swear!"

"Alright dear, then what is this ghost girl's name?"

"Uh…I don't know, what's your name?" he had turned to Abby who had decided to hover around the grand piano that was to the left of the door. She turned her head slightly, not ending her inspection of the instrument.

"Abby, my name's Abby Kale." She ran her formless hand over the instrument, wishing she could actually touch it. She would have to get Bella to let her listen to some jazz CDs; it had been to long since she had played last.

"She said her name was Abby Kale."

"Well it doesn't sound fake, and he really feels like he's telling the truth." The blond one they called jasper seemed to be switching to Emmett's side, he would probably win them over one by one until the only thing left to do would be to have Edward confirm that he actually saw her. She decided to explore the rest of the house and promptly floated upstairs so she didn't hear when jasper told the others that since she had said she had died recently they should be able to search her name and find something.

Abby slid through the walls, looking at each room in turn. She didn't spend too much time in each room since people did live in these rooms and deserved some kind of privacy. But she was naturally curious and this floor had many more rooms then the open space downstairs. She floated into a large bedroom that just screamed 'fashion obsessed girl'. Abby expected that the closet was filled with a ton of gorgeous clothes but she felt that a closet was personal so she didn't go into it to check.

She continued her exploration into an adjoining study that was much more masculine and down to earth than the room it-was connected to. But Abby thought it was pretty boring so she moved right into the next room. Which turned out to be a rather large closet.

The ghost girl gave a small squeals and covered her eyes quickly, trying desperately not to invade the privacy of whoever owns the room. She came out into an 'L' shaped room that was mostly clean but there were a few oil stained clothes scattered across the floor. This room cemented the thought that this family had taste. She didn't think that she was as fashionable astern since her mom usually dressed her.

Bat she didn't let that bother her and continued her exploration. She passed through two more studies before she found a room that interested her. It was a library, one of those old ones with musty books that seemed to whisper the stories and secrets they held even while they sat on the shelves It would be easy to lose herself in all the titles, she wished she could take some of them off the shelves but such a feat was beyond her. She sighed loudly and turned to look at the pictures along one of the walls.

"Is someone there?" she turned to see a man sitting behind a huge mahogany desk a book propped open in his hands.

"Oh sorry I didn't see you."

"I can't seem to see you either." Abby giggled and floated to a respectable conversation distance.

"In your new ghost, the name's Abby. Nice to meet you."

"Oh? And when did we get a ghost?"

"When Emmett said I could stay here. He can see ghosts you know."

"Well that certainly explains a lot, but I've never heard ghosts before so why can I hear you?"

"Um…you're cursed? I tend to talk a lot….but it might just be we're on a similar physic wavelength or something." The blond man chuckled and closed his book gently, setting it to the side before coming from around the desk.

"My name is Carlisle, welcome to the family Abby, now if you excuse me I'd like to go talk to my wife."

"Wait!" Carlisle turned, his eyes scanning the room because he didn't know where to look. "Could you…could you take one of these books off the shelf? I'd like to read one." Carlisle looked surprised but that look was quickly replaced by a smile.

"Of course, was there a particular book you wanted?"

"No, any book is fine" he nodded and scanned the shelves before selecting a red leather bound book and setting it open to the first page.


"Esme?"

"Yes dear?" The group had never moved from the front door and bottom of the stairs because they couldn't seem to agree whether or not it was good etiquette to Google their supposed house guest or not.

"should we prepare a room for the new ghost or is she just supposed to wander the house aimlessly for eternity?" the looks on his family's face was horribly amusing which was mostly why he had said that but he was only half joking. Adding a new member to the family was always a big issue. But what Carlisle hadn't planned on, which was his own fault really he should have known his family better, was the ensuing explosion.

"You saw her too!"

"Wait why would a ghost need a room?"

"I don't know dear. Do we have any space? We might have to redo the third floor…"

"Oh my God can I decorate?"

"Can we focus on what we were talking about please?"

"Alright enough!" the room fell silent as Carlisle took his 'no nonsense' tone. "In order as best I could discern it, no, I only heard her. She would need a room so she has her own space as any other member of this family has a right to. I don't think we'll have to redo the third floor…at least not completely. No Alice you may not decorate, unless Abby wants you to of course. And what exactly were you talking about before?" all eyes turned to jasper, some beseeching, some irate.

"I…think it would be a good idea to Google Abby's name. Before to make sure Emmett wasn't completely crazy but since you heard her I guess that's not an issue anymore. But it would still be a good idea. Obviously we're talking about accepting her into our family, but we need to make sure she's not an ancient blood thirsty ghost who can take over our bodies and use us to carry out her revenge."

"…..you've been watching scary movies again haven't you?"

"What...no….not really." Everybody rolled their eyes at jaspers horrible lying but they couldn't disprove what he had said.

"Alright…it's not a bad idea. And she's occupied right now so it won't hurt to look up her name."


The page she was reading ended too quickly and too quickly Abby remembered she couldn't turn the page. This was infuriating, she could lean against some things, sometimes stand on the floor, sometimes she even had weight but she could not turn a stupid page! She was angry, and tired and all she wanted to do was lie down, or at least stand on the floor.

She floated along the length of the room for some time before she got an idea. It was an interesting idea to say the least; she was surprised she hadn't thought of it before. Perhaps being a ghost was a work in progress, you had to train, level up until you could do things like turn pages or move things, even be seen by normal people. But she had to start with what she could do so she very carefully set her feet on the ground, and she very carefully stopped floating.

She stood on the floor just like a normal human for all of four seconds, long enough for a small smile to creep onto her face, before she fell through the floor like a rock. And the first floor before she finally managed to stop herself.

She looked around so see where she had landed, she could already tell it was much darker then the upper rooms. It became clear pretty quick that she had landed in the basement which was weird because she hadn't seen any stairs going to a basement. But now that she was here she might as well look around. Most of the stuff was in crates and boxes but that wasn't an issue for a ghost, she found a big box that looked promising and stuck her face through the cardboard.

"Oh no way!"


"Ok…real estate agency…real estate agency…I'm beginning to suspect she is a real estate heiress of some sort."

"Isn't there anything about her death?"

"Um...im not seeing anything….oh wait here's something."

"What is it? What is it?" the entire Cullen clan, or most of it, was crowded around the computer; watching as jasper scrolled through the Google links.

"It's a newspaper article. Oh my God." The others forced themselves forward so they could read the article.

"Wow."

"Maybe it's best she doesn't remember that."

"Let's not tell her."

"We should find a place for her to stay." They were all in shock at what they were seeing on the computer screen but they weren't in shock enough to not react when Emmett alerted them to Abby coming through the floor.

"You guys have the coolest basement ever!"

"Oh…that's wonderful dear."

"Could I live down there? I mean can that be my place to stay so I'm out of your way…"

"Well if that's where you want your room to be then of course you can live down there." Abby beamed at the family that seemed to be quickly becoming her own. She would have to focus on the mission at hand or she would easily lose herself in the family, just letting herself become one of them. The ghost who lives with vampires, but she had to get back to Bella eventually. She wasn't the type of person who forgets a lifetime friendship in an instant. She just wondered how Bella was going to react to this news.

A/N: thank you to everyone who reviewed! i know it doesnt seem like it but it does help me work on the story. i hate to say this but i dont think im going to be able to update anytime soon because i'll be starting college soon and i doubt i'll have time to write. : ( im sorry please bear with me i haven't given up this story it just might be a while. please review!