Disclaimer: I said it before and I'll say it again. I DON'T OWN TWILIGHT! Ha ha! Wish I did.

Third Person

"Bella, stay here," Edward ordered as they heard the door open downstairs. He and Bella were upstairs in his room listening to the radio, just trying to relax.

"Why?" Bella complained. Edward was so overprotective sometimes. Alice had filled them in on all the details of her phone call. Even if this stranger was bad, he wasn't going to try anything when he's up against seven other vampires. And they didn't even know if he was bad. He could just be curious. Like James was.

"We don't know anything about this guy. He could be dangerous," Edward explained his ridiculous logic, getting up from the couch.

"I think I'll take my chances," Bella countered as she got up and started walking out.

"Oh no, you won't. He could hurt you, Bella. Even just on accident. Please, Bella, just listen to me," Edward pleaded at her with his hypnotic topaz eyes. He knew she couldn't resist when he did that. He was too persuasive.

"Fine." She sat back down on the bed and turned away from him. She was being childish but she didn't care. She was too annoyed at how ridiculous he could be sometimes.

Bella heard the bed squeak as he sat down next to her. "Sorry," he apologized before swiftly kissing her forehead and leaving.

Jake's P.O.V.

"Hello?" Carlisle called as we stepped into the house. At first I didn't understand why he said it so softly but then I realized everyone in this house has enhanced hearing. You don't have to yell. "We have a guest."

Suddenly, six more stunningly beautiful figures stood in front of me. The rest of the Cullens. It was kind of unnerving for them to just appear. I wasn't used to this super speed yet. I looked around at the inside of the house. It was so open and light. The back wall was entirely made out of glass. Like one really big window.

Carlisle broke the silence, "This is Stephen Moyer." Then he introduced me to all the members of his family. Esme, his wife, had a heart-shaped face and caramel colored hair. Emmett, the biggest one, had dark curly hair and huge muscles (a little bigger than mine). Rosalie, Emmett's wife, was totally hot (not that I care)! She had long, wavy blond hair. Jasper was muscular, but not at all like Emmett, and also had blond hair. Alice, Jasper's wife, was the smallest and had short spiky dark hair. She almost looked like a little girl.

"Lastly, this is Edward," Carlisle started to introduce me to Edward, even though I already knew him. But as soon as Carlisle said Edward's name all these voices started going in my head. It was crazy.

"Why are you all talking at the same time?" I demanded. "I can't listen to you all." They were being ridiculous. And it was weird because everyone had been so quiet before.

"What are you talking about?" Emmett laughed at me. Cool, this guy's crazy. I can have some fun with him.

"Hey! I'm not crazy-,"

"I can't hear you guy's thoughts. Something's wrong." Edward interrupted me. How rude. I was talking first. It was like he was intentionally trying to make me mad. And succeeding.

"Wait, you can't hear my thoughts?" I asked Edward as that sunk in. He used to be able to. Before.

"I can't hear anyone's right now!" he was starting to panic.

-What's up with Edward?-

-Edward's really panicking-

-I wonder what his gift is-

"What's a gift?" I asked Carlisle. I sounded funny. Like a little kid asking his dad a question. But I'm not a little kid. And this bloodsucker was not my dad. He looked confused for a moment then he regained his composure.

"A gift is your special power-," I wonder why no one told him.

"Wait, so all these voices in my head are what you guys are thinking?" I asked, a grin spreading across my face. This would have to be a pretty sweet "gift".

-OMG! He's a mind-reader-

-Cool! He's like Edward-

-Ahh! Another mind-reader!-

-One is bad enough-

"Guys, focus! Something's wrong. I can't hear your thoughts!" Edward was frantic now. I was kind of funny to watch him squirm. After all the times he embarrassed me by telling Bella my thoughts.

Carlisle nodded at the one called Jasper, and Edward suddenly calmed down. It was weird, one minute he was really up-tight and panic-y. The next, he calmed down and took a deep breath.

"What did you do to him?" I asked, curious but skeptical.

"I can control people's emotions. That's my gift," Jasper explained. He voice had a slight accent to it. Almost Southern.

"What's my gift? Can you tell?" I asked everyone. I still kind of sounded like an excited little kid. But hey, I should enjoy the few perks I can with this vampire thing.

"Did you say that you hear voices?" the big one, Emmett, asked.

-He's probably just a mind-reader-

"Yes," I replied confused. I hadn't heard people's thoughts earlier. It had just started when I came to this house.

"And Edward lost his power when you came," Carlisle chimed in. He turned towards Edward. "Edward, was your power working earlier?"

"Yes, just now before you came…" ...I don't understand. The look of confusion on the bloodsucker's face was priceless.

"Stephen, did you hear these voices earlier, in the hospital?" Carlisle turned back to me.

"Um, no." I was still confused.

"Well, I think your gift is to take other vampire's powers-,"

"Are you calling me a thief?!" How dare he accuse me of stealing!

Oh, no. Now he's angry. "No, that's not what I meant at all," Carlisle replied hurriedly. "What I meant is that I think you are able use other vampires gifts." Carlisle tried to keep the peace.

I grinned for a minute, thinking of the possibilities of a gift like that. Endless.

Just as I was starting to relax, my eyes went wide, nostrils flaring. I smelt the sweetest smell. Like strawberries. It reminded me of her. The smell was coming from behind me, but I was afraid to turn around.

I knew it was her. She was behind me. But I didn't want to face her. What if she recognized me? Suddenly, my plan didn't seem so smart. Maybe I should just leave.

Almost against my will, I turned around. She was standing at the top of the stairs, in all her glory. But something was something was wrong. Shock was all over her face. Like she had just seen a ghost. She was off balance, too (wasn't she always). She started to wobble, and I knew she was going to fall. Before I realized what I was doing, I had bolted up the stairs. I caught her softly in my arms. She felt so warm. It was weird because she used to always feel so cold to me when I was a wolf. The warmth felt good against my icy skin.

I looked down to see her face. Confusion was all over it. Her eyes went all blurry and glazed over.

"Jacob…" she whispered. Then her eyelids fluttered closed.

Sorry for the cliffie. It was the perfect place to end the chapter. Please review! Even if it's just two words! Thanks again to all the people that did review. Love you! I'll try to update tomorrow.

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