Kit hummed to herself as she worked on braiding double pigtails into her sister's long hair. She finished off the second plait with a clear rubber band and a pink bow before she released it, letting it fall past Indigo's collarbone.

"There you are," Kit pecked her sister's forehead, "What do you think?"

"S'pretty," Indigo said, glancing at herself in the mirror, "What do you think Willa?"

"I like it," Willa promised with a smile, her own long hair braided to the side, "Pink is one of my favorite colors."

"How do you say pink in Hindi?" Indigo asked eagerly.

"Gulaabee," Willa said.

"Indi," Kit scolded gently, "Quit pestering her. She's not a human translator, you silly goose."

Indigo sighed in irritation, mumbling an apology. That morning, she had woken both girls up at seven by jumping on the bed. Much to her delight, both girls had woken up screaming and Indigo had almost fallen off the bed from laughing so hard.

Upon hearing Willa talk, Indigo had fallen in love with her accent. Though, Willa was born in Seattle and her parents, India, the teenager had picked up the accent and had been raised speaking Hindi. All morning, Indigo had been asking Willa to say words.

"Let's go down for breakfast," Kit suggested, holding out a hand, "Willa, my mom usually makes waffles on Saturday mornings. Is there anything you can't eat?"

"Red meat or pork," Willa said, adjusting her flowy black tank top, "That's it."

Kit nodded and turned to look at her sister, "Are you sure you're not tired, sweetheart?"

Indigo shook her head, sending long blonde hair flying, "I'm an early bird," she declared, "Why, are you still tired?"

"Yes," Kit said honestly, "Because a crazy eight-year-old woke me up too early."

Indigo stuck her tongue out, "Oh, Kitty."

"Oh, Indi," Kit mocked playfully.

"Have you been to First Beach before?" Willa asked as they went into the kitchen.

"No," Kit shook her head, "Have you?"

Willa nodded, "A few times," she grinned, "Guess that means I'm driving."

Everly chuckled, setting out plates on the table, "Good morning, you three."

"Morning, mommy," Indigo chirped, "Morning, daddy."

"Hey," Blake greeted, kissing Indigo's forehead, "Early bird. Are you excited for the beach?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Indigo grinned, bouncing on her toes.

"Are you sure you two don't want to come?" Kit asked, "We don't mind."

"Nah, we'll be fine here," Everly promised, "You three have fun. Willa, do you drink coffee?"

Willa looked shocked and shook her head, "No, ma'am."

"Ma'am?" Everly laughed, "Please, call me Everly, honey. Hot chocolate, then?"

"Perfect, thank you," Willa smiled, taking a seat.

"I can't believe it's sunny out," Kit said, looking over at the kitchen window, "And it's bright too."

"Really bright," Blake agreed. He looked at Willa, "The sun is rare here?"

"Very," Willa said, "I think it's supposed to be sunny the whole weekend. Monday and Tuesday, too."

Blake whistled lowly, "Damn."

"Blake," Everly lightly hit his shoulder, "Language."

Kit hid a chuckle behind her hand. She was excited to take her sister to the beach. She liked to get down and dirty, finding shells, sea glass, and interesting-looking rocks. Hampton Beach was a great place for it, but it was constantly crowded, making Indigo antsy and anxious. Hopefully, this would be a nice change, the sunshine was making Kit more chipper than she already was.

She had dressed in a white shirt and over that, a pair of sky blue and white gingham overalls in a light and lined woven fabrication. She buckled her suspenders and had slipped her feet into a pair of white jelly flip flops with large blue lotus flowers on the front.

"Now, what is this beach? Some get-together?" Blake asked, going over to place a waffle onto Indigo's plate.

"Well, a bunch of people from school are meeting at someone's parents store," Kit explained, picking up her fork, "Thank you. Anyway, I thought it would be more fun to take Indi, but we'll probably see the others there."

"Sounds fun," Blake's tone was laced with approval, "And Emmett will be there?"

Kit blushed, pushing her sister's hand away when Indigo tried to poke her flushed cheek, "No. He's camping with his brother, Edward."

"Camping, huh?" Blake questioned, "They do this often?"

"I-I don't know," Kit blinked a few times, "Why the-" she cut herself off with a laugh, "That was a weird tone you used."

"It was, honey," Everly agreed with her own chuckle. She set mugs of hot chocolate out.

"Was it?" Blake took a sip from his coffee mug, "Oh, sorry. I was just curious. I guess if you're camping, this would be the place to do it on days like this."

"Make sure you put on sunscreen," Everly reminded, looking at her children, "Especially you, Indigo. You burn easily."

Kit stared at Willa as if waiting for something.

"What?" Willa demanded.

"No cheeky comment?" Kit asked, smiling.

"Mm, no," Willa shook her head, cutting off a huge piece of her breakfast, "I'm distracted, right now. This is a really good waffle."

"Thank you, Willa," Blake smiled widely, "After breakfast, why don't you three head out? You probably want to get there before everyone else does."

Kit nodded in agreement and they all ate in peace. She waited for Indigo to lick her spoon before she stacked their plates, bringing all three to the sink and breaking the silence, "You don't want help with the dishes?"

Everly shook her head, "We've got it."

"I'll go get my bucket," Indigo cried, running out of the kitchen.

"Your car or mine?" Willa asked.

"Mine if you drive," Kit tossed Willa her keyring, "I don't know the way."

"Is pizza for dinner, fine?" Blake asked. He looked at Willa, "We usually get cheese, nothing fancy."

"No, that's perfect," Willa smiled.

"I found my bucket," Indigo returned, a pink plastic bucket clutched in her hands. Over her shoulder, were two jackets and she handed them to Kit, "Jacket."

"Oh," Kit gasped, handing Willa her zip-up hoodie, "I completely forgot. Thank you, sweetheart."

"Did you put on sunscreen?" Everly asked.

Indigo nodded.

"Kit..."

"SPF 15 in my body lotion and face moisturizer," Kit defended quickly.

Everly pursed her lips, regarding her eldest for a moment, "Very well. On you go."

Kit laughed, "Thanks. I love you."

"I love you more."

Blake groaned loudly.

"Not possible," Kit laughed.

"Yes, possible," Everly returned, hitting Blake's shoulder, "Have fun and be safe."

"Get Indi's booste-

"Ugh, daddy!" Indigo whined, "No, I hate it!"

"She's not tall enough to go without it," Kit whispered to Willa.

"Just a little while longer," Blake promised, placing his hand on the small of Indigo's back, "You'll have a growth spurt, soon, okay?"

Indigo sighed dramatically, "Okay."

"Come on," Kit held out her hand, "Let's go."

"Bye, mommy," Indigo called as she was led away, "Bye, daddy!"

"Have fun!" Blake and Everly called back.

Once the door closed, Blake wrapped his arms around Everly's waist, "Wow. We're all alone in this big empty house..."

"Mhm," Everly hummed, turning in Blake's arms so that her hands could rest on his chest. She pressed a kiss to his lips, "It's nice and quiet..." she sang.

Blake smirked and leaned down so that his forehead rested against hers. He closed his eyes, focusing on the sound of their synchronized breathing.

"Are you all right?" Everly asked, bringing her hands up to rest on his cheeks.

"Fine," he promised her.

The side of Everly's mouth quirked up, "You sound like Kit."

"I'm worried," he admitted to his wife, "She was almost in tears the other day. Didn't you see her?"

"I saw her," Everly confirmed, "You know how hard she works to keep her grades up and I know she's been struggling on whether or not she wants to apply for an art school in a couple of years. That's a lot of pressure."

"...And she's such a perfectionist," Blake added thoughtfully, "She beats herself up over the smallest things and she was worried about transferring schools. We've never moved before."

Everly nodded, contemplating. Was that what was going on with Kit? She was stressed about graduating on time and thinking of her future?

"But we can't make assumptions," she said this mostly to herself. She sighed, "I think you're right Blake. We might have to wait for her to come to us and hope that she does."

"Wow, it's so pretty," Indigo breathed, her hands pressed against the window, "Kitty, look."

From the passenger seat, Kit looked out the window and she had to agree with her sister. The drive to First Beach was quite a sight. Gorgeous dense green forests edged the road most of the way and the wide Quillayute River snaked beneath it, twice. Definitely a change from Hampton.

"This beach shouldn't be too crowded," Kit twisted back to address Indigo, "You'll like that."

"You don't like crowds?" Willa asked, glancing at the rear view mirror.

"Mm-mm," Indigo shook her head.

"Me neither," Willa said, "Oh, here's a great parking spot."

Even from the car, Kit could see how gorgeous the beach was.

The water was dark gray, even in the sunlight, white-capped and heaving to the gray, rocky shore. Islands rose out of the steel harbor waters with sheer cliff sides, reaching to uneven summits, and crowned with austere, soaring firs.

The beach had only a thin border of actual sand at the water's edge, after which it grew into millions of large, smooth stones that looked uniformly gray from a distance, but when Kit got out of the car and walked closer, she could see every shade a stone could be: terracotta, sea green, lavender, blue gray, dull gold. The tide line was strewn with huge driftwood trees, bleached bone white by the salt waves, some piled together against the edge of the forest fringe, some lying solitary, just out of reach of the waves.

There was a brisk wind coming off the waves, cool and briny. Pelicans floated on the swells while seagulls and a lone eagle wheeled above them. The clouds still circled the sky, threatening to invade at any moment, but for now the sun shone bravely in its halo of blue sky.

"No one from school is here," Willa looked behind her at the parking lot, "Good."

"Kitty, can I go?" Indigo begged, tugging impatiently on Kit's hand. She pointed down the beach, "Can I go, pretty please?"

"Yes, go ahead," Kit let go of her sister's hand, "Just as long as I can see you and don't get too close to the waves or I'll have to swim after you."

"K," Indigo giggled and ran off, stopping here and there to pick up a rock.

"She's so cute," Willa commented, watching Indigo for a moment.

"Mhm," Kit chuckled a little as she and Willa began walking, "I love her to death. Do you ever wish you had any siblings?"

"Not really," Willa answered, "I have a lot of cousins, so they kind of make up for it when I see them. I mean, it was kind of boring when I was smaller, but then I started dancing and it took my mind off of it. What about you? Do you ever wish you were an only child?"

"I used too," Kit told her honestly. She bent down and picked up a rock, "When Indigo was around four or five, she started going through my things. You know, taking my clothes, putting on my jewelry and messing around with my stuff in the bathroom. I started to get really annoyed with her, but it's fine now. She sort of grew out of it."

"She still does it?" Willa asked.

Kit scrunched up her nose, but smiled, "Yes, but she'll usually ask first."

The waves crashed over the sand, causing Kit to gasp when the cold water licked her feet.

"I kind of want to go in," Willa admitted, pushing her braid back, "There's an extra change of clothes in my bag...and a towel."

"It's really cold," Kit warned, "And it's saltwater. Won't it burn your eyes?"

Willa narrowed her eyes as if she was blaming the water for its state, "Yeah...it will."

It was silent after that and the two girls walked, calmed by the sounds and smells of the beach.

The sun was a little too low, but it warmed Kit's skin. If she had been lying on a blanket, she was sure that she would have fallen asl-

"Whose Indigo talking too?"

Kit snapped out of her thoughts at Willa's question and she looked around frantically, "What!? What, where!?"

Before Willa could answer, Kit had taken off down the beach and Willa hesitated before she followed, jogging at a much slower pace.

As Kit got closer, she could see her sister talking to some boy, both sitting on their knees and digging through the sand.

"Indigo!" Kit shouted once she was within hearing range.

Both looked up and once Kit was less than ten feet away, she slowed her run to a quick walk, her chest heaving. Up close she could see the boy who Indigo was sitting with. He had a tall, gangly build, with a youthful face and a huge, happy grin with brown eyes. His skin was beautiful and russet colored, his short hair sleek and black.

"Hi, Kitty," Indigo greeted, happily.

"Indigo," Kit said sternly, "What are you doing? You know better than to talk to strangers, don't you?" she knelt down, trying not to show how worried she had been, "Are you okay?"

"Sorry," the boy spoke up, still smiling, "She was trying to get a shell from the water and asked if I'd help. She said she wasn't supposed to get too close."

"Oh," Kit blinked a few times, feeling bad about scolding her sister, "Is that true, Indi?"

"Yes," Indigo nodded, "Hi, Willa!"

"Hey," Willa panted, out of breath, "What's going on?"

"Indigo was making friends," Kit said stupidly. She hadn't been watching close enough and she brought up a hand to stroke Indigo's hair. What if something had happened? She shook her head, clearing away the mess that was currently her mind. She needed to start paying more attention.

"So, you're name's Kitty?" the boy asked, his tone casual.

"Kit," she corrected, "Kit Algren and this is my friend Willa Korai. What's your name?"

"Seth Clearwater," he smiled widely, "I didn't mean to cause any trouble."

"You didn't," Kit reassured, "Sorry, I didn't mean to come off that way. How old are you?"

"Thirteen," Seth said proudly, "I'm here with some of my friends. We live over on the Rez."

"A what?" Indigo asked, frowning.

"Reservation," Seth explained, "I live there with some of the other Quiletues. Makah, too. It's a Native American tribe here in La Push."

"Ohhh," Indigo nodded, but her tone implied she still didn't understand. Instead, she beamed and reached into her bucket, handing something to Kit, "Look what Seth found for me!"

It was a large light brown adult conch shell. The inside was a smooth light pink color and the outside was rough with ridges. It was perfectly shaped, not a thing out of place and there were no cracks or chips.

"It's pretty," Willa said, kneeling down.

"Mhm," Kit nodded in agreement and placed it carefully in the bucket, "Very pretty. Did you say thank you?"

"Yes," Indigo said, her tone implying the 'of course.'

"Seth," a male voice screamed from the opposite side of the beach, "Get your butt over here!"

"Wow," Willa said, impressed, "Some pipes."

Seth chuckled, washing his hands in the ocean before he stood up, drying them on his khaki shorts, "Yeah, that's my friend, Quil. He's fifteen."

"It looks like they have a fire going," Willa said, looking up at the smoke curling up into the sky.

"Yeah, some food too," Seth grinned, "Come on, I'll introduce you."

"Can we go, please?" Indigo begged, pulling on Kit's hand.

Kit looked at Willa before she nodded. It was starting to get chilly out and sitting by a bonfire sounded like the thing they needed to get warmed up.

Indigo walked in front beside Seth, dragging both Kit and Willa behind her while the two talked.

"I think the others from school are here," Willa said, squinting to see, "I just see Tyler, Eric, and a bunch of girls. Not Bella, though."

Kit pursed her lips, unsure if she wanted her sister around people from her high school. It's not that she was worried that her sister would embarrass her—she didn't care about that, but she remembered Mike saying that Lauren would be attending and Kit didn't want her sister anywhere near the blonde or her clique.

"Willa," Kit whispered.

"We can sit further away," Willa promised, "With the guys from the Rez. If Lauren actually says something?" she shook her head in disgust, "That's really low."

"Hey, Quil," Seth greeted his friend, "Shout louder, next time. I don't think they heard you in Germany."

Quil grinned impishly, "I'll make sure to do that," seeing Kit and Willa, he whistled lowly, "Introduce me to your friends, Seth."

"Knock it off, you weirdo," another boy shoved Quil's shoulder, "Quit being creepy!"

Quil snickered and then held out a hand to Kit first, "Quil Ateara."

Quil had brown eyes, dark skin, black hair, and an impish grin. His hair was dark brown curly buzz cut.

Kit shook Quil's hand, smiling warmly. She pulled Indigo closer and Indigo kept her arms wrapped around Kit's waist, pressing herself tightly to Kit's side.

"I'm Kit Algren and this is my little sister Indigo," she said, releasing his hand, "Pleasure to meet you."

"Hi!" Indigo beamed.

"Hello, there," Quil smiled gently and looked at Willa, arching an eyebrow.

"Willa Korai," she shook his hand, "Nice to meet you."

Quil nodded in agreement and turned to Seth, "What were you doing down there?"

"Digging for seashells," Seth said, gesturing to Indigo's bucket, "We found some nice ones, huh, Indigo?"

Indigo grinned widely and bobbed her head up and down.

"Why don't you guys take a seat?" an older boy suggested, "Warm up."

"Thanks…?" Willa trailed off.

"Sam," he said in a very deep voice, "Sam Uley."

"Thank you, Sam," Kit smiled and led Indigo over to a sturdy driftwood log.

"Kit, you made it!" Tyler cried happily once she had sat down.

Kit nodded, avoiding Jessica and Lauren's death stares, "It was a nice day," she supplied, "Funny, I thought there would be more people here."

"Oh, there are," Tyler said, "A bunch of them went on a hike to the tide pools. They should be back soon."

"Kit," Lauren sneered, "So glad you could make it," her fishy eyes went over to Indigo, "Who's this?"

"My sister," Kit said sharply.

Lauren pursed her lips, eying Indigo before she turned back to Jessica, muttering something in her ear.

"Did you guys want something to eat?" Eric offered, bringing over some sandwiches and a selection of sodas, "Here."

Kit accepted three sandwiches, but didn't take any soda. She handed a sandwich to Willa and one to Indigo before she opened her own.

"Thanks, Eric," she smiled at him, "Indi, after you eat we can look for more shells, hm?"

Indigo nodded eagerly and looked at Seth, "Will you come? You find the best shells."

Seth grinned, "Sure."

"That's a lot of food, Kit," Jessica sneered, "Are you really going to eat all that?"

Kit bit her lip, looking down at her sandwich. It was the same size as everyone else who was eating, but maybe it was a lot considering her size? She was taller than Jessica which made her look a lot thinner. Is that what the Junior girl had meant?

She tried to keep her facial expression controlled as she ate her sandwich—slower, this time as she could feel glaring eyes on her and by the time she had finished her sandwich, she heard a muddle of voices, and she looked up to see people returning from the hike. Bella and Angela among the group.

"Hey, Kit," Bella approached before Mike could, "Hey, Willa."

"Hello," Kit smiled while Willa waved.

"Is this, Indigo?" Bella asked hopefully.

"Hi!" Indigo piped, holding out a hand, "I'm Indigo."

"I'm Bella," she shook her hand, "I've been wanting to meet you."

"Really?" Indigo gasped, her eyes wide.

"Mhm," Bella smiled, "Are you liking Forks?"

Indigo scrunched up her nose, "It's wet."

Bella laughed and while she and Indigo talked, Lauren decided to make her move.

"It's too bad your boyfriend didn't show up, Kit," Lauren said mock-concerned, "You didn't invite him?"

"What?" Mike whined, "You're actually dating Cullen, now!?"

Kit remained silent, unsure of how to respond. She wasn't going to give Lauren the satisfaction and who she was or wasn't dating wasn't any of Mike's business.

Instead, she turned away from them, getting Indigo's attention again.

"Sweetheart, did you want to go find more seashells?" she murmured quietly.

"Mhm," Indigo nodded and stood up, "Coming Seth?"

"Yup," he nodded, shoving at Quil when he snickered.

"Did you want to come, Willa?" Kit asked, waiting.

"No, thanks," Willa was looking at something one of the girl's had in her hand. She was someone from the reservation, "I'm going to stay here with Jessica. It's freezing out there," she finished with a grin.

"Okay," Kit chuckled, "See you soon, then."

She walked off, hand-in-hand with her sister, but once again, Indigo broke free, running someways ahead, but she always looked back, making sure that she stayed within her sister's eyesight.

"Did you invite your boyfriend?" Seth asked after a moment.

His tone was completely casual and a bit teasing.

Kit hesitated with her answer, "He's...not really my boyfriend, but no, I didn't invite him. He had plans with his brother."

"Another Cullen?" Seth asked.

"Well, yes," Kit blinked. She thought back to the rumors she had heard, "You don't like them?"

"I've never met them," Seth said quickly, "But they seem okay. I heard Dr. Cullen is a great doctor. You guys are lucky."

"You too," Kit insisted, "Forks General isn't that far, is it?"

"Mm, you don't understand," Seth picked up a shell, "None of us go there. To Forks General."

"Oh?" Kit asked quietly.

"Yeah..." Seth trailed off, hesitating, "...Because he's there."

"Dr. Cullen?" Kit asked, bewildered. She had never met the man, but he seemed nice from what Alice and Emmett had told her.

Seth puffed out his cheeks, then blew out a mouthful of air. He ran his hand through his hair, "It's a bunch of crazy stuff, really. I don't really listen to it—I fell asleep once and got grounded for three days. There are these legends we have. Ever hear about them?"

Kit shook her head.

"Ugh, you're lucky," Seth rolled his eyes and then chuckled, "They get boring after awhile. I just started hearing about them. You know, my age."

"You have to be a certain age to hear the stories?" Kit asked curiously.

Seth shrugged, "Just this story. It's supposed to be really scary."

"Oh," Kit winced, "I don't like them."

"Me neither," Seth smiled sheepishly, "What were we—oh, the Cullen's, right. Ugh, I should have asked Jake. His great-grandfather knew Dr. Cullen."

Kit's eyes darted to the side, "Okay? That's not so bad."

Seth shook his head, "No, I mean—Jake's great-grandfather was alive in the 1930's and Dr. Cullen is supposed to be in his early thirties, now."

Kit was sure that her brain was short-circuiting as she looked over to see where Indigo was. Seth's story was choppy and she struggled to keep up.

"Supposed to be?" she repeated.

Seth bent down to pick up another seashell. He hand a handful of them now, "Bingo. You see, the Cullen's aren't allowed to come on our land. That's why they don't come here. Carlisle and a few of them made a treaty with Jake's great-grandfather, Sam's great-grandfather, and Quil's great-grand-father centuries ago."

"What was the treaty for?" Kit frowned.

Seth gestured to himself, "Supposedly, we descend from wolves—and that the wolves are our brothers still. It's against tribal law to kill them. The wolves only have one mortal enemy—the Cold Ones, but these ones claimed they were different. They claimed they didn't hurt humans—this was Carlisle's clan."

"And he's a doctor," Kit interjected.

Seth nodded again, "Exactly, but you never know. What if they got hungry and decided to go out for a midnight snack?" he chuckled, "So, they made the treaty."

"Midnight snack?" Kit asked, "But wha-

"Seth," Indigo called, "Come here, come here."

Kit stood there dumbly as Seth squeezed her shoulder before jogging off to go help Indigo dig a shell out of the ground. She was sure that she had never been more confused in her life and she made a mental note to take an ibuprofen tablet when she got home to help the headache that was starting to develop.

What kind of treaty had the Cold Ones made? And is that what the Quileutes believed? That the Cullen's were the Cold Ones from the story?

"Seth?" she called, running up to the pair.

"Yeah?" he looked up, "What's up?"

Kit dropped down to her knees and started digging though the sand. While she was doing that, she leaned in closer.

"Why are they called Cold Ones?" she whispered.

Seth looked at her strangely and then laughed, "Why do you think? Because their skin is supposed to be really cold. Like ice. Pale too."

Kit closed her eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath, "Okay," she whispered.

"Aw, don't look so freaked," Seth told her, "I didn't even tell you the scary stuff."

"I'm not sure I want to know," Kit said honestly.

Seth nudged her shoulder, handing Indigo another seashell, "Are ya' suuuure?" he drawled out wickedly.

Kit took another deep breath, "Why not? It's a weekend, I don't need to sleep, tonight."

Seth laughed and lowered his voice so that Indigo wouldn't hear, "Like I said, Jacob's grand-father already knew Dr. Cullen in his time. There were four more, I think. Yeah, three men and two women, but there's more of them now."

"So, then there would be seven of them in total?" Kit asked, thinking.

Seth nodded.

"You said 'midnight snack'," Kit reminded, "What does that mean?"

"You really want to know?" Seth checked.

Kit nodded, "Yes, please."

Seth exhaled, "The Cold Ones said they were different, which means that they didn't...eat what others of their kind ate...humans."

Kit's mouth fell open, "Humans?"

"Well, drank their blood," Seth corrected, "If the Cold Ones didn't hurt any humans or come onto our land, then the men who could turn into wolves wouldn't attack them or reveal their presence to the humans."

Kit remained silent for a moment, allowing her brain to take in Seth's words.

"So, the Cullen's, at least in the story," she added quickly, "Claimed they didn't drink human blood? Like...vampires?"

Seth looked satisfied and he nodded, "Yeah, exactly. That's why we don't go to Forks General. Carlisle's our 'natural enemy'," he used air quotes, "So, we can't go there. Not where a vampire works."

"I see," Kit whispered lamely.

"Scared?" Seth teased.

"Terrified," Kit corrected.

Suddenly, Seth laughed, "Got enough shells there, Indigo?"

Indigo sighed pitifully, "I need a bigger bucket," she mumbled to herself, "I guess I'm done."

"Perfect timing," Kit forced a smile, "We need to get back for dinner and we'll soak your shells so they don't stink up the house."

"I like the way they smell," Indigo defended.

Kit chuckled, picking up Indigo's bucket, "It will give you a headache."

Indigo stuck her tongue out before she turned to Seth, "Thanks, Seth!"

"You're welcome," he said sincerely, "I'm sure we'll see each other again."

"Of course," Kit promised, "We'll come down, sometime and say hello. You can tell me more scary stories."

Seth laughed and then his eyes lit up, "Jake!" he called.

The boy that Seth had referred to as Jacob looked to be about fourteen maybe fifteen, and had long, glossy black hair pulled back with a rubber band at the nape of his neck. His skin was beautiful, silky and russet-colored; his eyes were dark and he still had just a hint of childish roundness left around his chin.

Bella looked slightly aggravated as the trio approached and she glanced at Jacob before she mumbled out a hello.

"We were about to leave," Kit said, "We've got to get home for dinner."

"Oh," Bella seemed to relax, "Okay. That's..."

Kit frowned. Bella seemed more awkward than usual. Nervous and fidgety. After saying a quick goodbye, she followed Seth and Indigo back up the beach where they found Willa still chatting with Jessica.

"Are you ready?" Willa asked, climbing to her feet.

Kit nodded and then turned her attention to Sam, who acted as spokesperson, "It was really nice meeting you."

"You too," Sam said sincerely. He looked at Indigo and smiled, "It was nice meeting you as well, Indigo."

"Thank you," Indigo said politely.

"Bye, Kit," Mike called, wincing when Tyler shoved his shoulder.

"Bye," Kit mumbled, avoiding his gaze, "See you at school."

"How can she walk?" Lauren mumbled, just loud enough for Kit to hear, "She weighs a ton."

Jessica laughed, "Every time she walks there's an earthquake happening somewhere else."

Kit pursed her lips and tugged on Indigo's hand, getting the girl to follow her back to the car. They were making fun of her weight, now? What, were they going to move onto something else every week?

"You look like you're about to burst into tears," Willa said quietly, "Do you want me to say something?"

"No," Kit shook her head, rubbing her eyes with her free hand. She didn't want Willa to get involved, "Don't worry about it. It's fine. Here, Indi, you get in first and you can hold the bucket. We'll have to soak those as soon as we're home."

"K," Indigo climbed into the car and as soon as she was settled, she held her arms out, "Thanks, Kitty."

"Mhm," Kit gave a tiny smile before she closed the door and went to the passenger side, "Did you have fun."

"Lots," Indigo grinned, "Did you?"

"Lots," Kit repeated, making her sister giggle.

"What about you, Willa?" Indigo asked, "Did you have fun?"

"Of course," Willa said absently, glancing at Kit.

"I liked Bella," Indigo said, "She..."

Kit tried her best to listen as Indigo launched into her tale, but she struggled to keep up, her mind stuck on the Quileute legend that Seth had told her.

What if Emmett really was a Cold One?