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I woke up to the opening bars of "Ode to Joy" playing softly in the background. I rolled over and settled back into the same spot. After a few seconds, I turned back around.

I threw the covers over my head and dug my face further into the pillow. "Urgh, can someone please turn that off?!"

"My room, my rules."

Hmph. Couldn't argue with that. "Okay," I shrugged. I was in the midst of falling back into that black oblivion when my brain caught up with me.

"Wait, room..?" I managed to croak out. I tried to peek out from under the covers, but had to shield myself from the blinding sunlight. "You know what, forget it. I don't care." I snuggled back into the sheets and tried to fall back asleep.

"Oh, no you don't."

The heavy down comforter was thrown off of me and I started shivering immediately. I felt two cold hands grab my arms and life me up. I hung limply in their arms.

"Come on, Sky. It's time for you to get up." I mumbled something incoherent to my ears and made no motion to wake up and move. "Sky, it's already 1:30 in the afternoon." Whaaaaat? That's it?

"Alright, I'm gonna have to do this the hard way." I felt an arm under my knees and one behind my back before I felt myself flying. I was placed on a chair where I slumped over onto a conveniently placed cold, hard surface, my arms splayed above my head. "Darn, I was sure that would have worked."

The cooling sensation felt nice on my cheek and I yearned for more. I climbed up onto the surface and rolled onto my back. I was grateful to whoever changed my clothes as my tank top and shorts allowed various areas of my body to be caressed by the cold. "Mmmm, feels so good..." I squirmed around, causing my shirt to ride up, no doubt exposing my stomach.

I heard someone enter the kitchen and knew it was Bella. "What's going on here?" The source of the voice moved from around my head to my feet and I heard the fridge open.

"Do you have any idea how to wake her up?"

"Oh, sheesh. She's still sleeping." She paused and I assumed it was to take a sip of her drink. "Then again, she did once sleep for 24 hours." I heard noises and I could only assume it was her stumbling her way to me when I sensed a presence by my side. "There is one sure fire way to wake her up, are you sure you want to know?"

"N...o..." I managed to grumble out, desperately trying to move my head side-to-side, only succeeding to have it fall to one side and no move again.

"I wasn't asking you! So, Carlisle? What'll it be?"

I heard him sigh. "If you must. Unless it's something embarrassing, so maybe I should get one of the gir-"

"No, no, no, no. You already agreed to this. You sealed your fate, so let's do this." I sensed something hovering above my waist. "You do know you're gonna have to do this when I'm not around, right?"

"Why do I have a strange feeling I'm going to regret this?"

"Hmm, because you might..." I felt her place the tip of her thumbs at my hipbones, one on each side, but I still didn't budge. "You might wanna come a bit closer. Get an idea of what you're going to have to do."

Suddenly, she dragged her fingertips across my stomach, stopping as they met each other in the middle. My stomach fluttered and I let out a giggle. She did it a few more times until I finally woke up enough to gain control over my arms, smacking hers away.

"See? That's all it takes." I hadn't moved, nor had I opened my eyes as I began to fall back asleep. "Why don't you try it?"

I jumped slightly as I felt his cold fingertips move back and forth across my stomach. Soon enough, I was smacking my hands around and kicking my legs out.

"Okay, okay I'm up!" I reached out for his arms and grabbed them, trying to make them still. He stopped moving, and, using the leverage I had, lifted myself up. Opening my eyes, I had to jerk back because all that was in my line of sight was the color gold. "Uh, morning...?"

His laughter shook his whole body, which, in turn, shook mine. "Please, if this is what you consider the morning, I want to know what the early hours of the day mean to you."

"Uh, nighttime?"

"You really are an odd one, aren't you?"

"Ah, I suppose so." I let go of his hands and fell back onto what I had learned to be the island counter, and ran my hands through my hair. "This does really feel good..." I turned back over so that the front of my body was now in contact with the cold surface.

"Oh, no you don't! Not again!" I felt two arms wrap around my waist and lift me off the counter. I squirmed in his arms, letting out a little 'eep!'. "Oh sheesh, you're such a child."

Augh! The nerve! I crossed my arms just above his and made a stomping motion with my foot. "I am NOT childish!"

"Righhhht..." He set me down on the ground, and I turned around to face him.

"I-" All of a sudden, I felt pressure just beneath my belly. "-really need to go to the bathroom." I ran out into the living room and saw everyone sitting around on the various couches, when I realized something. I ran back into the kitchen. "I don't know where your bathroom is!"

Carlisle started laughing so hard he had to grab the edge of the counter. "This is not the time to be laughing, I'm gonna pee my pants!" He couldn't say anything, he was still laughing too hard. "What? Do you need me to speak in doctor lingo? I need to get to a bathroom, stat!"

"..."

"D'oh, you're useless!" I ran back out into the living room and stuck my tongue out at the laughter. "Yeah, yeah. Make fun of the one who has needs!"

I started hopping from side to side, putting pressure to stop the flow. I finally gave up and doubled over, one hand resting on the couch between Bella and Edward's heads.

"It's not fun being on the other end of the stick, huh?"

"Oh, shut up, you!" I looked up to glare at her. Just then, an idea struck me. "Heyyy, you know where the bathroom is, right?"

She smiled and faced forward. "I might, but then again, I might not be the best person to ask. I still don't know my way around."

"What do you mean?" I ask with genuine curiosity. "It's not like you've only been here for...a...day..." I saw her smirk as realization dawned upon me. "Sheesh, it's only been ONE DAY?! It sure as heck doesn't feel like it!"

She snorted. "Of course it would feel like it was longer to you. Like Alice said, you sure do get around."

Ouch. I sighed and turned around. Leaning on the couch, I slid to the ground and flinched. Thinking back on what happened yesterday, I closed my eyes and rested my head on my folded knees. God, I still can't believe what I did. I'm such an idiot.

I felt a warm, comforting hand on my head, stilling my body. I hadn't even realized I was shaking. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel bad. I know it was all an accident."

I lifted my head and opened my eyes, which did no good since they were blurred with oncoming tears. "That doesn't make me feel any better! I still feel insanely horrible!" I heard a few gasps and I assumed it was from smelling the tears that were now trickling down my face.

I let the tears flow freely down my face as I stared at the opposite wall. It was a few moments before I heard an all too familiar voice.

"It's about time I get you to that bathroom, huh?" I looked up at him, his brightly shining smile fading as he took in my face. It quickly turned concerned and he took a step forward. "Peanut, are you okay?"

The movement and his voce startled me out of whatever slump I had been in and jolted into action. I shot up and headed toward the stairs. "You know, I think I'll go look for it myself." I took the stairs two at a time and, reaching the top, took a sharp turn to the right, bumping myself on the rounded banister end.

"Mother cracker!" I looked up and saw Esme headed in my direction. Is everyone out to get me today?!"

"Dear, are you alright?" she asked, no doubt seeing the tears.

I backed away from her outstretched hand and managed to sob, "Just peachy!" before turning around and running in the opposite direction. I ran until I couldn't anymore and entered the room to my right.

I quickly shut the door behind me as my eyes flit across the room, trying to figure out where I had just entered. I barely registered the fact that it was a bedroom when I saw another door, slightly ajar. It seemed as if it was backlit by the sun, making it appear holy. To me, it truly was holy, and I could almost hear the angel choir.

A bathroom!

I ran to it and pushed the door closed behind me. Taking a moment to praise the porcelain god before me, I quickly got down to business. I sighed as I was finally relieved of my 'heavy' burden. Finishing, I washed my hands and looked in the mirror.

Grimacing, I reached up and placed my hand on the crown of my head. Moving it back and forth slowly, I gradually built up the pace until the brown locks moved with the motion. Now that it was loosened, I was able to pluck the wig off of my head and let my real hair fall down. I watched as the cotton candy pink, pin-straight hair fell to my waist.

Sighing, I ran my fingers through the top of my head, scratching as I did so. "Ugh, I hate pink, but I don't really want to dye my hair." Grasping the edges of the sink, I leaned down on my hands and sighed again. "Now that I think about it," I turned to the slightly ajar door, giving it a skeptical look; the knob was pink, "isn't this whole bathroom?"

I spun around and froze as I took in the room I was currently standing in. Pink. Everything was covered in pink. Pink rugs, pink toilet seat cover, pink shower curtain, pink walls, pink door-picking my jaw up off the floor, I turned back around-pink sink! "Oh dear lord, help me."

I backed away from the sink and made a break for it. Throwing the door open, I ran out of the room and into the hallway. I took off toward the stairs, running down them. "Who's the creep with the pink bathroom, and I'm talking to myself..." I walked into the living room and found it was no longer occupied.

"Evidently the same person who has pink hair."

"Ugh, evidently," I said, tugging at the ends of my hair, "I HATE pink!" I turned around and saw the whole clan at the top of the stairs. "Where'd you guys come from?"

Emmett snorted. "And here I thought you were smart?" I raised an eyebrow but let him continue. "See, when a mommy and a daddy love each other much-" He ducked out of the path of the oncoming pillow.

"Thank you, fake Doctor Emmett."

Alice snickered slightly. "We were in the bedroom, silly. By the way, that was my bathroom you insulted." I felt my ears heat up and I saw Jasper tense up slightly.

"I-uh, well, I mean-. It's a very nice bathroom and all, but it's just, uh. Well, I-I believe that it's a bit too pink for me... Uh, yeah." My hands were sore from all the wringing, and my gaze shifted from the floor to her and back.

"Aw, sweetie. It's okay." In a flash, she was next to and hugging me. "I would take you shopping to make up for it, but I see this pink hair of yours is punishment enough."

"Ohhh, please stop reminding me!" I ruffled my hair, desperately wishing it was a different color. I froze when I realized something. "Did you say shopping?!" I grabbed the arm that was still wrapped around my waist and bounced lightly on the soles of my feet. "I wanna go! I wanna go!"

Alice was suddenly in front of me, her eyes wild. Grabbing my hands, she jumped up and down with me. "Oh my goodness, we should, right?"

"Yeah!" I could just imagine how I looked at the moment: wide-eyed and jaw-splitting grin, jumping up and down like a crazed lunatic. I felt quite sorry for tricking Alice, so I slowed my jumps. Eventually, we came to a stop, and I looked up shyly at her. "Uhm, Alice..."

It was no use. Her mouth was going a mile a minute, ranging in topics from clothes to shoes, make-up to beauty products, which, frankly, makes no difference to me, with no signs of stopping. I looked desperately over to Jasper, pleading with my eyes and emotions to chill his wife out. Nodding, he sent a wave of calm toward us, causing Alice to cease her talking. Unfortunately, I was already calm and the wave of emotion was strong, it sent me swaying on to my knees.

Suddenly, Jasper was by my side, helping me to my feet. "My apologies, ma'am."

I sent a sarcastic smile in his direction and said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah. You know you did it on purpose. Otherwise, you would have just sent it to Alice. Speaking of," I turned back to her and took her hands in mine once again. "I'm really sorry I got you all riled up like that, but sweetie, I was just kidding."

At her crestfallen look, I was heartbroken. The light in her eyes dissipated, making me feel crappy for ever joking around with her about that. "You were just...joking?"

Well actually, I was being sarcastic. Evidently, sarcasm is a foreign language to you. "Yeah," I said, ignoring Edward's laughter, "I didn't know it meant so much to you. I only treated you like I do Bella."

"Which means..." I saw her face break into a smile and I felt mine fall into a grimace as we realized what my actions had entailed. "You think of me...as a sister?"

"Well, I-I didn't say that now," I responded shakily, backing away with my arms out in front of me. As if that would help. I kept backing up until I hit the slightly raised floor where the piano rested, stumbling in the process. "Hold on, now. Let's think this whole thing through!"

"I'm so excited!" She jumped at me at the exact same moment I tripped over the step, causing her to fly over me and onto the ground. I hurriedly got up and rushed over, helping her to her feet.

"Oh my goodness, are you okay?" At her raised eyebrow, I retorted, "Stupid question, but it's still nice to be polite, no?"

She laughed. "Yes, I suppose." She gave me a bone-crushing hug and I decided to just let myself melt into it, hugging her with equal force. Well, as equal as it could possibly get.

"I hate to be the one to break up all of the bonding, but I believe it's time for the girls to eat." I looked over to the source of the voice and saw Esme standing a few feet away, her hands clasped in front of her.

Deciding it didn't want my guilt creeping back up, my stomach let out a loud growl. Breaking away from the hug, I laughed. "You're right! All of the shenanigans have me starved!"

"Add that to the fact that your last meal was 17 hours ago, I wouldn't be surprised if you finished an entire mountain lion."

Sparing a glance at Edward, I scowled. Who are you, my mother? I walked passed him and into the kitchen, missing his reaction. Spotting my phone by the sink, I rushed over to it. Unlocking it, I found I had five missed calls and three new text messages.

Rolling my eyes, I checked my calls and sure enough, they were all from Eric. The timing ranged from midnight to dawn this morning. Making my way over to the table, I checked my first message.

~Miss Caffrey, something urgent has come up, and I need you to answer the phone immediately.

Woah, what happened? Sitting down at the table, I opened the second message.

~Miss Caffrey, if you do not answer the phone, I might have to take drastic measures. You must answer your phone immediately or I will fire you.

No! Don't fire me! I need my job! I looked around the table and noticed the odd stares they were giving me. Urgh, I really need to learn to keep my thoughts inside. A bowl of cereal was placed in front of me and I lifted a spoon to my mouth as I read the last message.

~Please, Sky. I need you right now and I don't know what else to do or who else to call. I'm what you would call, 'flipping out'. Please.

The spoon practically fell out of my mouth by the time I finished reading the message. What the crap was going on?! I shook my head slightly and made to put my phone away when it started vibrating. Clicking the send button and bringing another spoonful to my mouth, I said:

"Yo."

"Will you answer your goddamn phone calls?!"

"I just did, didn't I?"

"You know what I mean, you spoiled little brat."

Rolling my eyes I responded, "Listen, you pig-headed jerk. Just because he's yelling at you, it certainly doesn't make it okay for you to yell at me." I took another spoonful into my mouth. "Anyway, do you have any idea what he could possibly be talking about?"

"No, I don't. Every time he calls, all he does is mutter about you needing to pick up your phone and something about Texas."

Texas... Oh crap! "Oh jeez, I need to call him!"

"No kidding. But how can you do that? It's still light out."

"No shit, Sherlock. You know, for a bright person, you don't use your common sense much. I'm going to call him when the sun goes down." I honestly didn't want to hear him speak so I cut him off with a, 'Bye!', and hung up.

I knew they were staring at me and without looking up I said, "Don't look at me, it's nothing." I lifted the final bits to my mouth, drank the last of the milk, and got up to place my bowl in the sink.

"Well, I guess it's time for us to go."

"No, I don't wanna gooooo..." I whined, clinging on to whatever was closest to me. "You can't make me."

"I wasn't talking about me and you; I was talking about me and Edward." She shook her head unbelievingly. "I wouldn't be surprised if you had already forgotten that you can't go home. And let go of Esme!"

I sprang my arms wide open and took two big steps back. "Whoops, my bad."

She gave a lighthearted laugh. "No worries, my dear."

Ohoho, if only you knew what I was thinking about your husband on a daily basis... I had a face splitting grin on, to hide the fact that I was thinking impurely at the moment.

"Are you thinking what I think you're thinking?"

I moved my grin to Bella's direction, my right eye twitching. "You bet."

"Well, I say stop," She took a second to take in the state of my face, "before you twitch yourself into a spontaneous combustion."

I immediately loosened my face and turned toward Carlisle. "That can't actually happen, can it, Doc?"

He chuckled and walked over, placing his arm around my shoulder and pulling me closer to his side. Shaking his head, he looked down at me and said, "It's quite possible."

My arms around his waist tightened. Whoa, when had they gotten there? "What?"

"I'm just kidding, Peanut." Taking his free hand, he lifted it to my head and ruffled my hair. "Maybe you should take a chill pill."

Time seemed to freeze for all of five seconds at those words coming out of Carlisle's mouth. "What now?"

"What? Why is everyone looking at me so bewildered?"

"Oh, I don't know, because it's weird?" Alice finally spoke up.

"Why is it weird?" He looked around the room; I suppose waiting for the answers to be spoken, but apparently it was written on all of our faces for he continued. "I know I've acted like a father figure for all these years, but don't forget that I'm only 23."

That made sense, I suppose. "Okay, yeah, I understand that, but where did you hear it? As far as I know, I'm the only one who says things like that."

"Believe it or not, that's where I heard it from."

"Huh?"

"It was one of the days I visited Louisiana to speak with the Sheriff-"

I cut him off with a laugh. "Pssh, Sheriff..." He looked down disapprovingly. "Ahem, I'm sorry."

He cleared his throat. "Thank you. Anyway, as I was talking with the Sheriff on stage, I heard Ms. DeBeaufort criticizing you on things Mr. Northman would have disapproved of. Then, I distinctly heard you say, and I quote, 'What is his major malfunction? He needs to take a freakin' chill pill!'"

I thumped my head into his chest. "Oh no!"

"Oh yes," he laughed, "and I believe you came waltzing in shortly after."

"Yeah, yeah, I remember. However, I don't recall seeing you there."

"Well, I was on my way out. Perhaps I left too quick for your eyes to see." I stuck my tongue out at him and he laughed, continuing. "I also remember thinking to myself, 'This girl has got some guts on her if she knows that who she's talking about is within hearing range.' And then I realized that you were just a sweet girl whom Eric miraculously and mysteriously has a soft spot for." He looked back down at me. "Any ideas why?"

I giggled. "I'm just that lovable." He raised an eyebrow. "Alright, alright, you got me. I put a powerful spell on him." I twiddled my fingers and made an attempt to cackle like an evil witch. It failed miserably.

"Oh, I bet," Carlisle managed to laugh out.

I turned back to Bella. Before I got a chance to say anything, she spoke up. "Oh, you remembered us. I was beginning to worry there for a moment."

"Urgh..." I rolled my eyes. "That was one time. And I promised it wouldn't ever happen again." She crossed her arms and rested all of her weight on one foot. "Oh please, can you honestly say it has?"

She thought for a moment before finally agreeing. "Okay, you're right. But I never know with you sometimes."

"Yeah, sorry... Anyway! Did you happen to finally leave last night? The last thing I remember before falling asleep was you finding me in a compromising position, which then led to chasing, when I distinctly remember handing you your keys for you to be outie." I took one big, deep breath. "Wow, long sentence."

"Yeah, I was on my way home when Alice called and said that she had spoken to Charlie to see if I could sleep over. She wanted me here to keep an eye on you, and with good reason, too!" She looked at me condescendingly and I realized Carlisle and I were still hugging.

Paying no mind to it, I simply shrugged and stepped out of his grasp inconspicuously, walking over to her. "There's nothing more to worry about. What could I possibly do?"

"Oh, shall I count the ways? I honestly feel bad for the Cullens now that you're living here with them. You are quite the handful."

"Oh, yeah? Well, at least I'm not a walking disaster!"

"That's what you think." She stretched her arms above her head, popping her shoulders as she did so. "I really must be going. Dad is expecting me any minute now, I shouldn't keep him waiting."

"Oh, alright. If you really must go."

She started to walk toward the door with Edward. Before she left she stopped, turning around to say, "Say hi to your other sister for me, will you?"

"Wait a minute, what makes you think I'm going to see her?"

"Well, something's going on with your boss, right?" I nodded. "Well, whatever is up with him will, no doubt, include her because of her telepathy. Plus, he hardly goes anywhere without you, so you're bound to see each other." She came over and hugged me. "It's common sense, silly."

I hugged her tighter. "I'm so happy to see you get along with each other, I wouldn't know what to do if my sisters hated one another."

"Well, then, it's a good thing we're both so understanding." She leaned out of the hug. "Besides, we have to cooperate in order to take on our squirt of a little sister." She made a fist, smooshing it into the top of my head.

"Riiiiight." I said, swatting her hand away. "Well, then, bye big sis!"

"See you, squirt!" And with that, she was gone.