That night I was still thinking about what Bella had said. Was she as protective as Edward over Emmett? Though glancing back to the conversation with Edward I remember him saying Bella had agreed with Alice over Emmett. So what was different? Had they not talked about the possibility of me and Emmett dating?
I felt the stress making my head ache. Opening up my pc screen, I found I'd had a new message. It was off Bella.

"Emma, am sorry about before. I got cut off with your mum. Look just be careful ok, The Cullen s are prone to trouble. Bella x"

I slammed my head into my desk. Yeah that would be right. Cullen s are trouble, yet the Chief of police's daughter gets to date one. Was Bella really protective of Emmett? I know I'd heard bad stuff about the Cullen s, but Emmett. He seemed safe enough. Apart from my dream, I'd never had any reason think Emmett would hurt me. And Alice? She was so dainty. Like she could stop being loved up with Jasper enough to hurt someone. I wanted to message Bella back, but I decided not to. Instead I went to Google. If the Cullen s were trouble, surely there would be something about them online.

Search : Cullen Family.

I sat and waited for all the results come through. I was surprised there was more than I'd imagined. Yet some caught my eye. There was records of Cullen's dating all the way back to the late 1800's. There was no images of them online. Which seeing they looked like models, I'd of thought there would of been. I opened one article, dating from 1930's. There had been another Cullen family living in the area of Forks back then. No names were mentioned except that the eldest had been a doctor. Like Carlisle. Surely it was a coincidence.
I sighed trying to rack my brain over the stories I had been told. The new Cullen s had arrived, from Alaska. Or something just 6 months after my family. They were all meant to be adopted, except Carlisle and Esme, who married. Edward was meant to be the son of Esme's sister. She'd adopted after the sister had died, and Esme couldn't have children. I couldn't find anything else online. However, maybe I could find something down in the archives at work. I'd never heard of a Cullen Family living here before.
I grabbed my keys off the table and headed out into Forks town centre. It was still light, so I couldn't drive as fast as I liked. I finally hit the turn for the office, and parked up. I wanted know if the Cullen's had another reason to coming back to Forks. Maybe like me they came because of their ancestry.
Running as fast as I could, I soon reached the archives section. There was alot to go through. And I was sure not even George was likely to keep it organized. That was usually why he had me. I searched out anyway. First starting at C for Cullen's. Nothing. I sighed, slightly disheartened. I searched each of the Cullen s out individually. Nothing again. Maybe I was wasting my time.
Remembering the other Cullen family had also had a doctor, I decided to see if there was anything on the doctors of Forks.
"Bingo!" I almost shouted out loud.
The file on Doctors looked small considering. There was a list of every doctor on the first page. Starting with Dr Rothbone in 1856 to Dr Carlisle Cullen of the present year. I glanced over the first page anxiously. And there, 1931, Dr C. Cullen! No first name was given. But at least it seemed back up the internet. I ran through the articles including the doctors, There was not even a single article on him. I gave in. Closing the files, I grabbed my bag and headed for the exit.
On the way to the stairs, I noticed something in behind the stairs, a "No Entry" Archive area. I checked the time on my watch. It was only 2am, I still had plenty of time. The door was dark and wooden. There was no windows in the door to see through. I wondered why George would have this. I tried my usual archive key in the door to no avail. I laughed at myself. What did I expect, that I'd use my normal key to get in. As my head looked up around the door, I noticed a small silver flash before my eyes. I reached as far as I could, and found to my delight a small key. I breathed deeply as I tried the key into the door, smiling as I heard it unlock. With a small push I opened the door, and felt my jaw drop.

Chapter 7 :

I stood in the room, the walls filled with pictures and newspaper cuttings. I felt a soft gasp release from me. In front of the walls lay a desk, a big file on top of it. Walking over I almost trembled as I ran my fingers over the clothed file. It looked so ancient. So old. I ran my fingers further, over the embroiled writing.
Cullen.
I felt a cold shiver cross my spine. I glanced up from the file and back to the pictures. They were all of the Cullen family. Their house. Their cars. Everything. Why would this be here? Why was George stalking the Cullen's?
I sat down at the desk, still freaked out by the tons of photos of the Cullen's around me. Opening the soft cloth I found it full of pages. Each sectioned into a different member of the Cullen. The file looked ancient, yet there was only the 6 Cullen s in there. Jasper and Alice's sections were right at the back, and looked more fresh than the others. There was personal reports from George, regarding his findings of the Cullen s.

"Never seen on La Push reserve. Rumors of a pact from the past between the Cullen s then and the Quileute. Quileute legend stories underlay a family in the 1930's coming to Forks, and making a pact with the tribe of Quileute to never hunt on their land, a pact that stays in tact today."
"Always off camping when the sun is out. Rarely seen around the town when its sunny."
"Kids look like models. They even have fast cars and a massive house. How do they afford this on a Doctors pay?"
"Each Cullen wears a crest of arms."

I shuddered as the list went on. Some mentioned their cold skin, others their changing eye colour. I turned to a page in the past section. It revealed a story told by the Quileute tribe, dating 1932. It mentioned the pact made with a family. A family of immortal blood drinkers. I remembered Billy Black almost mentioning a word starting with Blo... before shutting up and calling them Cullen's.
Had he meant that the Cullen s were blood drinkers? My brain hurt from reading it all. My watch now read at half 4 in the morning. I was starting to get tired. I stood and returned the file to the correct position. I took one more look around the pictures. Then I noticed one right in the corner of the room. It was hard to make out but there was definitely 4 people in the picture. It looked like someone had flashed the camera in the sunshine. But the people were facing away. Each crouched over something on the floor. It reminded me of the day I'd been out with Emmett, when the sunshine had reached where he was. The flashing light. Like someone had set off a camera flash in my eyes. I stood still. Goosebumps exploded over my body. All these pictures were of the Cullen s. The flash picture must of been them. That meant the flash the day with Emmett had been him.
He, they.. I let out a small scream and ran from the archives. I locked the door, my hands shaking. I had to be wrong. I ran from the office, locking up as I could, till I finally hit the fresh air outside. The wind hit me fast, like I was close to being knocked over. I tried to gain my breathing back to normal. I sat outside the office for a good half an hour. My legs kneeled up towards my chest with my arms around. I tried to make sense of it all. But either way I looked at it, I found myself thinking the same thing.
The Cullen's were not human. They were Vampires!

As soon as the word entered my head, I heard two cars pull up in front of me. Before me stood Emmett, Edward and Alice. I stood, back froze against the wall. I rummaged my bag for the pepper spray Charlie had given me a couple of weeks ago. Never felt the need use it till now.
"Its ok Emma, we won't hurt you. We just need to talk." Emmett spoke. I fought my feelings for the urge of his voice. As much as I adored Emmett, the fear of him froze me to the ground. Alice walked a couple of steps before me, before stopping as she saw my hand in my bag.
"The pepper spray in your bag won't hurt us Emma. Please. We'll drive back to ours and explain. I promise."
I thought of using my phone to call Charlie. I heard Edward laugh. "By time Charlie got here, we'd be gone Emms. Now come with us or we'll have get Emmett pick you up and bring you against your will." "How? How did you know what I was thinking?" I looked at Edward, even more frightened. "We'll explain it if you come with us, " Edward looked at Emmett, and the next thing I knew I was in his arms. They were cold and hard. Like stone. I felt them tighten around me and felt like I was unable breath.
The wind seemed to get stronger, and I closed my eyes. For once I had no desire to be in Emmett's arms, I must of been dreaming.
"We're here." Emmett said, dropping me to the ground. I fell on my bum with a bump. Opening my eyes, I saw we were inside the Cullen s house. But how? We'd only been at the newspaper office a minute ago. Had I fallen asleep? Was this part of my weird dream?
"You are very awake Emms, and not dreaming." I heard Edward behind me. I shuddered, I felt 6 pairs of amber eyes all watching me. How could Edward know what I was thinking?
"Easy, I can read your mind." Edwards answer stopped my thoughts in their tracks.
"What? how? Oh boy." I fainted, hitting something cold.