Hey guys, sorry for the long wait. This chapter is nearly twice as long as they usually are and I hope this makes up for the wait. This is the start to the main plot and I hope you enjoy it. Please review and tell me what you think.

Chapter 4

Stiles had pitched a fit when his dad had told him their plans for the spring break and he wasn't ashamed to admit it. He had, to the best of his ability, tried to convince his dad to change their plans, or postpone them or leave him behind while the Sheriff went to see his brother. But his dad had resisted his charms and Stiles had been forced to participate in the sulky silence to Sacramento and then the fairly short plane ride to Seattle, and the connecting flight to Port Angeles. Meeting his Uncle Charlie was nice though and meeting Bella for the first time in his memory was fun.

Bella was a pretty girl, with a heart shaped face and doe-brown eyes and nice mahogany hair. She still didn't hold a candle to Lydia, Allison or Erica though - although, and he could admit this, in his eyes, nobody could stand up to his friends in a beauty contest. He was a proud father, as the pack often joked. Bella was quiet, though, something he was not used to - back home, it was all noise, all the time, despite what Stiles did just for a moment of peace; it never happened. So being in Forks, a town slightly bigger then Beacon Hills and with a phenomenally lower death rate was different, and not necessarily a good different. He missed his friends, his pack, and his dad had refused to shorten his exile to this rainy town to less then the original two weeks. Stiles knew his dad didn't understand about his connection to his pack; due to having only limited knowledge on werewolves and other supernatural creatures, as Stiles just could not stand to tell him more, John didn't get the bonds formed between a pack - or a coven, or a flock or a nest. And despite the nagging need to go home to his potentially in dangered family, he wasn't going to risk telling his dad more on the supernatural just to achieve his ultimate goal of going home at the end of the week. Or he was afraid the pack would come to Forks.

"Stiles, hurry up." Stiles jerked his head upwards from where he was bent over the sink at the noise. "He's here, we need to go." It was Bella. It took a minute for his brain to compute the words she had said, before he scrambled backwards, his shoes scraping across the floor and he cringed at the noise. Blinking, he stared at himself in the mirror one more time, running his hand though his hair to make sure the gel was still in place. It was and he took a deep breath before he unlocked and opened the bathroom door. Bella was stood slightly to the side and he grinned as brightly as he could at her before she turned around and led him down the stairs and into the kitchen.

He froze at the sight that greeted him.

The boy - no, man - that greeted them in the kitchen sent his spidey senses tingling. The man was tall and abnormally pale, with auburn hair and golden eyes. Stiles could feel the guys stare as his brain worked overtime trying to figure out what was wrong with this guy.

"Edward, this is my cousin, Stiles Stilinski." Bella introduced, moving forward to wrap her arm around the thing's waist. Stiles resisted the urge to reach forward and pull her away from him, knowing something was wrong with her boyfriend but not sure what. "Stiles, this is my boyfriend, Edward Cullen."

Stiles froze. 'Cullen'; he knew that name. When it clicked, he felt the urge to curse, long and loud.

Edward couldn't stop breathing in. The boy, Stiles, smelt unlike anything he had ever smelt before. He smelt like lightning, like a bonfire and like the forest after a thunderstorm. However, he also had an underlying smell of wolf; however, unlike the Quileutes, it was not a revolting smell, nor did it smell like food. The smell was pleasant and the natural smell of 'Stiles' was curious but also quite possibly the best thing he had ever smelt that he didn't want to eat.

It was this passing realisation that jerked him into action, as he realised that Bella had an arm around. He only caught the end of her sentence, but knew that it had only been introductions.

Looking at the boy properly he took the teenager in. The boy had short-ish, medium brown hair that was pushed up and backwards on the top of his head with a bit of gel. He was smaller then Edward, he noticed, and covered in moles. His eyes were the most interesting part of him - they were amber. Edward immediately thought he was a vampire, but the sent didn't collaborate, and neither did the boy's heart beat. Realising this, Edward searched for the boy's mind, suddenly realising that he could only hear two voices in his head but could hear four heartbeats. Not finding anything, Edward could feel a flare of panic in his chest.

"Hey."

Edward started, minutely, realising that he had been staring at the boy. Stiles looked uncomfortable and Edward immediately knew that he had to play nice.

"Hello, its nice to meet you." He greeted. He took Stiles' outstretched hand and shook it twice before releasing it as quickly as he could whilst still being in the realms of politeness. "My family is waiting for us at my house and my mother, Esme, has prepared a snack before lunch for us. She is excited to meet you." Edward said, making conversation.

They moved out to the hall and he watched as they grabbed jackets. Stiles' was merely a red zip-up hoodie but Bella pulled on a thick raincoat.

"Oh, only your mother is looking forward to meeting me? Not your father or any siblings you may have. Nice to know I'm going to a hostile environment. Thanks for making me even more nervous, Edward. Bella, your boyfriends mean." Stiles was talking fast, nervously, although his spiel ended in a whine. Edward had to crack a smile at Bella's exasperated groan.

"Stiles," She started and Edward moved forward to open the front door. He felt out of sort when Bella passed him by with a smile but Stiles stared up at him, lips pursed contemplatively as the teenager walked out of the door.

"How old are you again?" Stiles interrupted Bella's small lecture on how Stiles should be more polite and both Edward and Bella froze before Bella turned to Edward with wide eyes, even though she tried to hide the action from her cousin.

"I turn eighteen next month and am in the same grade as Bella." Edward answered calmly. He was often mistaken for someone older but he hadn't expected it from Stiles. Bella obviously hadn't expected it at all.

"Hmm..." Was the only response they received from Stiles as he moved into the back seat of the car. Edward held open the passenger door for Bella before striding around to the drivers side. Getting into his beloved Volvo, he revved the engine and careened out of the driveway, making his way easily to his family home.

It was a quite ride, with classical music playing lowly in the background and Stiles staring, wide eyed, out the back window. They only knew what he was staring at when he said, about halfway through the ride;

"It''s so green." He sounded horrified and Bella giggled. Edward managed to refrain himself from laughing and instead let a grin take over his face.

"Isn't it like that back in California? Where is it you live again?" Bella asked curiously. Edward felt a swell of love for the girl and her stubborn ways. She was always so curious.

Stiles sat up straight all of a sudden from where he had previously been pressing his face against the window. Edward noticed the look that the teen shot at him and felt his own curiosity overtake him - why was Stiles so cautious?

"Beacon Hills." He answered quickly, shooting another look at Edward. Edward merely smiled through is confusion as Stiles continued to stare at him with no hint of subtlety. "And yeah, parts of it, like the preserve - that's all forest. But the rest of it is mostly just a normal town." Stiles replied, only then taking his eyes off his cousin's boyfriend. Edward noticed him lift a hand to high on his chest and the vampire noticed the teen clutching what he thought was a necklace. Edward felt his own curiosity peak but was unable to do anything about it as they pulled into the driveway of the Cullens house.

"Woah.."

Edward smiled at the expression of awe.

"Nice." Stiles complimented.

"Thank you. My mother loved working on it." Stiles looked impressed at the thought.

"Well, kudos to her. I know how hard it is to rebuild and decorate a house." The second part was said very quietly and Edward was sure that if he wasn't a vampire he wouldn't have been able to hear it at all and a quick glance at Bella, who hand't turned to look at her cousin curiously, confirmed it.

"Come on then."

Edward led the way to the front door after they had all gotten out of the car and opened it without fanfare. He held it open for Bella and Stiles to once again pass through and was glad that Stiles didn't subject him to his searching stare again.

Bella quickly led the way down the short hallway to the living room, where the Cullen family was waiting.

"Hello, Bella." The smooth tones of Carlisle drifted to Stiles and Edward and they moved into the room in time to see Bella being embraced by Esme as she had been a little bit ahead of them.

"Hello, guys." She said, blushing slightly. "Everyone, this is my cousin, Stiles Stilinski." She moved back to stand next to her cousin.

"Stiles, this is Edwards family." Bella said. She was obviously ready to continue introductions when Carlisle stepped forward, Esme following with a gentle smile on her face.

"I'm Carlisle Cullen." The blonde doctor introduced, extending a hand for Stiles to shake, which he did quickly. "And this is my wife Esme." The woman with caramel coloured hair made no move to shake his hand, but smiled warmly at the teen. Stiles waved at her with an awkward smile.

"These are my daughters, Alice an Rosalie." He waved at each of the two girls respectively, who Stiles also waved too. Alice waved back enthusiastically, but Rosalie stood there stoically. "And these are my sons, Emmett and Jasper" Carlisle introduced last.

"Hey, squirt, nice to meet you." Emmett boomed.

"Oi!" Stiles squinted up at the man, indignant. "I'm not that small, thank you very much, your just abnormally large." There was a small pause. "Which can be caused by any number of things, including good breeding, which I can't rule out due to the fact that your obviously adopted for whatever reason that I apologise for if i've hurt your feelings but you can also consider excessive time in the gym, which i cant rule out looking at you, and also the use of steroids, which is very popular among young men considering going into sport or willing to bulk themselves up. Not that you particularly need any more of it and further evidence pointing to steroids is your hyperactivity, which can develop from use fo teh drugs." Stiles didn't pause for a breath once and the Cullens could feel their eyebrows raising as the rambled speech continued.

"Oh sorry. I do that sometimes. I hope i havent offended you." Stiles was blushing as he apologised, looking up at Emmett mostly before casting his sorry gaze around to the rest of the family.

"Hahaha" Emmett boomed, clutching his stomach with laughter after he had taken the speech in. "No need to worry kid, I've been asked worse."

Stiles still apologetic and embarrassed and Carlisle stepped forward to reassure him that it was alright. It was as he was stepping closer that Stiles looked up at him and stared him in the eyes fully and Carlisle came to a standstill.

Edward looked up, confused, as Carlisle started revising the Bible in Hebrew in his head. What was the man hiding?

Stiles just sighed at the look in the blonde man's golden eyes.