Author's note: Hey you guys, I wanted to apologize for the poor editing in the last chapter -_- I was so eager to get it to you guys I didn't even re-read over it, but that won't happen again. Thanks for being patient =] Also don't forget to add the twitter (xoxo_Reckless) - that's me.

I placed a hand to my shoulder and saw a long scar reaching from the tip of my shoulder and almost ending at my forearm which would probably explain why it hurt so much earlier. I'm sure my neck and back were discolored due to the fall, but I actually felt better than before. I heard the door behind me open and Bella emerged from the room. "Some guard you are, she got right past you." He said looking behind me. "We can't all be as alert as you Emmett." She said perching her lips together in obvious aggravation of him. She finally looked at me and smiled "You don't have to be…afraid. No one is going to hurt you here. We just…." She couldn't finish her sentence and I instantly rolled my eyes. 'way to make a girl comfortable.' I thought to myself.

"We just want to talk to you…..Learn about you." Emmett finished while motioning his hand towards the stairs. "Do you need help this time?" he asked in a joking manner. I raised a brow and was instantly insulted. I didn't fall last time…I was startled, but he made it sound like I was completely incapable of doing anything on my own. "You're not leaving until we know something so you might as well." He said with a small smirk as he put his hand on my back motioning me forward. Bella smiled reassuringly as she walked behind me as well. I sighed and let him walk side by side with him down the stairs.
"She has arisen." Emmett said dramatically as he made his way down the stairs with me. Everyone in the room turned around to watch me as I came down the stairs. "Well it's about time." Rosalie's voice murmured. I knew instantly that her voice matched her body in more ways than one. She was more beautiful than I had first thought though, her perfect red lips moved into a pout when Esme gave her a look that said "be nice." "We were worried that your injuries were greater than we had first thought." She answered and smiled warmly at me. I wanted to smile back but this moment was so awkward that I couldn't muster any facial expression whatsoever. It's like that moment you lie to all your friends about something and then they find out you're a fraud. That you're as fake as the lies you told, and you are standing there without a clue of what to do….yeah, this was that moment. When I got to the couch Emmett finally let his hand drop from my back and motioned for me to sit on a nearby chair.

"I'm sure you have questions for us….So what's your name?" Carlisle asked. I looked at him with frustration he didn't honestly think I was going to spill my guts to him did he?

"I promise, this won't affect anything at work." He said giving me a look that made me feel faint. He was just so….heartwarming that I wanted to tell him the truth.

"You can't help me." I said simply while raising a brow. "Oh I think we can. You must know now we're not human." Emette said with a slight chuckle before Rosalie let her hand fly backwards to hit him in the chest. "You should start talking." Rosalie answered while her eyes all but glared through me. "Rosalie." Esme pleaded. "No, it's not fair. Who are we to trust this girl. Carlisle has made it obvious that she's done nothing but lie her way here. She seems to know our little secret. What's hers?" She asked with a raised brow. "She's….got a point." Alice said shrugging. "I mean….she's know about us. The least we could do is know who she is…" Alice trailed off. "I can sense she's not…evil or anything. She's human." Jasper said looking at me the same way he did before. A part of me had wondered if Jasper and I had ever met before, he kept looking at me like he'd known me once.

"Rayne, we are not going to hurt you. We just want to know….The truth." Carlisle said in that same soft voice as before. It was quiet again, it was obvious they could be trusted. They were all so kind; All but Rosalie anyways, but I just couldn't involve them. 'I don't want them to get hurt.' I thought as I looked away from them. "She doesn't want us to get hurt." Edward said immediately after I turned away. I felt my eyes flicker towards him in confusion. How could he have possibly known what I was thinking just then. "Maybe if we show her she can trust us, then maybe she'll tell us what we want to know." Alice suggested. "How could we do that?" Emette asked. It was quiet for a moment and Alice finally moved closer to me. "I'm Alice. I can…see the future. Well depending on the choices people make I can see what's going to happen. Edward, him over there." She said pointing. "He can read minds. That's how he knew what you were thinking just then." She finished. "Alice." Edward said sternly, obviously unpleased with her spilling valuable information such as that. "She has to know she can trust her. Apparently her knowledge is valuable." She smiled while still looking at me. "Besides, you just proved that she cares about our well being, so she wouldn't try to harm us in any way." She inputted. They all looked at her and then each other, I had guessed they were all in appliance. "You have to tell us something Rayne." She continued. I felt a lump in my throat and couldn't help but tell them a bit of information. I mean they were vampires, and a large coven at that. They looked as though they'd be able to defend themselves if something should happen.

"I…..My name isn't Rayne…" I stopped and sighed. "I know that vampires exist, I've seen others….like you, The woman in the news paper clipping you saw, was indeed my mother. You were right." I stated shrugging. "Of course we need to know more than that kid." Rosalie answered. I felt an overwhelming sense of frustration when it came to Rosalie. I looked at her immediately and raised a brow.
"What else could I possibly tell you than that?" I asked spiteful.
"Anything else we want to know, whatever your name is." She answered back quickly and narrowed her eyes at me.
"What are you afraid of?" Jasper asked with a look of utter sympathy on his face. Edward looked over at him confused and then back at me.
"The Volturi?" Edward answered with a look of surprise on his face. The name instantly rang a bell to the letter my father left me. I narrowed my eye brows at him and swallowed hard.
"What about them?" Bella asked. I couldn't tell but it looked like she was more afraid than I was of them.
"She's….connected." Edward stated, "Something about a letter her father sent her." He answered. I felt my eyes grow slightly larger at his knowledge.
"Get ….out…of my head." I said frustrated and I felt a spark to my chest. It caught me off guard when he groaned and his head whipped back instantly. He slipped off of the chair he was sitting on with Bella and instantly clamped his hand around his face while keeping his eyes stamped shut for a moment.
"Edward, what's wrong?" Bella asked worried as she placed her hands on his shoulder. I lighten up a little and backed away slightly. He let out a deep and frustrated breath and looked up at me with a look I couldn't describe; A look that contained a mixture of emotions, like confusion, curiosity, and a hint of anger. "Did you do that?" She asked me. I looked at her confused, I honestly didn't know if I did it or not so I stood there without an answer.
"She did." Carlisle said looking up at me. "She might not even be aware that she did." He continued as he looked down to the necklace. "She was probably able to do it long before she harnessed the necklace, but it was made to protect its host and enhance the power of the witch who wields it." He answered. Everyone looked over at him curious to his story but instead of looking at them he looked to me. I was curious to the story as well and waited for him to continue but he tilted his head up slightly like he was coming up with an idea that would please everyone.
"I will tell you everything you want to know about it, but in return…..you have to tell us about you…, starting with your name." I bit my bottom lip and rolled my eyes slightly. It was clear that I wasn't going to get out of this until I finally told him and the rest of the Cullens the real story behind my lies.
"My name…is Elizabeth Dejour. I'm from Franklin Tennessee. I grew up in a house with my mother and father, but my father was so consumed in his work he was never really there. He was worked as so many things and he visited, countless of beautiful places around the world, and every time he went to these places he'd send me something from them. Usually a card, but sometimes I'd get lucky and he'd send me something beautiful. That is, until he found himself deep in Voltaire; a lovely town in Italy; where he'd be researching a large and ancient manner. After sending me this in a card I never heard from him again, and when I went looking for him I discovered something horrible about a beautiful place…..that's it." I answered nodding.
"No it's not." Edward said looking at me. "What else?..." He asked. Everyone looked toward me trying to figure out what else there was I wasn't saying. I finally sat down and clasped my hands together putting them in my lap.
"I…..My father wasn't….. the type to simply walk out on the people he loved. So I went to Volterra in search of him, and this beautiful manner he spoke of. When I finally found it I assumed I was lucky because they were giving a tour. Naïve of me to think that during this tour I could simply branch off and maybe I would find my father, but instead I was too late for it. So I walked around the back and looked through a stain glassed mirror that was isolated from guards and everyone else there for the exhibit. I saw ancient things of course like thrones and portraits that made me instantly want to simply sneak through the doors and join the crowds. Except I started noticing weird things like the woman who was leading the group waited for them all to enter and she locked them inside. I thought at first that maybe I was watching a reenactment until I saw the blood of the people in the crowd being spilled all over the place. I knew then that vampires existed." I shrugged. Edward looked at me strangely and I narrowed my eyes at him. He knew there was more and he had more questions, I could tell, but I couldn't get them any more involved.
"That doesn't explain the necklace, or your mother's death, or how and why you changed your name and came here." Carlisle chimed in.

"You said you wanted to know about the real me. Well Elizabeth Dejour's life ended on that day, and she doesn't exist." I said standing up and giving them all a stern look. "I told you what you wanted to know." I stated. They gave me a look of uncertainty. "Now can you please tell me what this is about?" I asked pointing to the necklace. Carlisle looked at it and then back at me. "It's ancient gypsy magic. As a vampire I've only crossed it a couple of times because they are very rare. The only one that I have ever known to exist was the one obtained by the Volturi, and even under their control it was useless unless they were in the presence of a gypsy witch. Sadly enough they've been driven out for centuries and vampires have believed them wiped out. We don't believe they even exist anymore, and yet here you are." He said looking me over.

"I'm not a witch." I said and nearly smiled. "You gotta be kidding me. I'm a normal girl. The only thing odd about me is that for some reason my life feels the need to draw mythical creatures to my attention." I said placing a hand on my hip. "And apparently that's normal considering she's here." I said pointing to Bella. "He even said I was human. I've never done….anything to be 'different.' I'm simple, and…..imperfect. I'm….Elizabeth. That's it." I said feeling my voice raise slightly as I grabbed my bag from the couch and let out a deep breath. I shook my head from side to side in disbelief of what had just happened to me as I made my way to the door of the Cullen home. "Please Wait." I heard a voice call to me. "No!" I said feeling my voice rise in volume slightly due to my frustration. The lights in the home flickered on and off for a moment, and then returned to normal. I sighed heavily as I rested my hand on the door knob of the front door. "Thank you, but you can't help me. The Volturi, are monsters and I don't want you getting hurt thinking you can protect me. I'm not your responsibility, and I'm not a child. Besides I can no longer stay here. I've gotten too involved with you and other people here, I can't let you get any closer. I can't let you know anything else." I said biting my bottom lip.
"There's more to it than that?" Carlisle asked. I didn't answer him, I simply gave him a look that said 'of course.'

"You can't keep running. You're just a kid, they will find you. Not all vampires are like us ya know. They won't hesitate to kill you." Rosalie answered while looking me up and down. It was different this time, she didn't look at me like she despised me she looked at me like for a single glimpse of a second she cared about what happened to me. "Rosalie." Esme edged on again like before. "No, she should know." Rosalie snapped back. "If it was this easy to figure you out, and hold you here for this long imagine how easy it will be for the Volturi to snag you….especially without protection." She said raising a brow at me as though she really wanted me to think about it. I couldn't respond to her, I just stood there in the door way until her words sank in. I let out another breath and finally let myself walk out of their home. I closed the door behind me and made my way to Ms. Caryn's car. It was so dark out I should have been afraid, I should have felt worried about my life but at that moment I felt nothing. I was numb. I started the car and instantly made my way down the road, not knowing where I was going, simply driving.

This, necklace, It really was powerful, but what was it doing around my neck? Why would my father give me such an amulet? And how was it able to work with me? I wasn't a witch, or a magical being, I was simply Elizabeth. Then again I knew nothing of my origin, all I knew was what was in front of me; My mother, my father, and Tennessee. I ran a hand through my hair and noticed a 'La Push' sign coming up and thought about the only person in this world I could probably talk to about this that wouldn't think I was crazy. I picked up my phone and scrolled to find the name of the person I needed the most right now. I clicked call and waited.

"Hey there! I was just thinking about you. I was going to call, but got side tracked." He answered enthusiastically.

"Jake….are you busy?" I asked biting my bottom lip again.

"I'm um….finishing up some last minute touches on something and my dad's….about to have this kinda camp fire thing. They tell lots of stories….I'd like it if you came…. I mean if you want." He stated kinda sheepishly. It finally became apparent to me that Jake was all I had; everyone else would probably think I was insane.
"I would like that very much, and I really need to talk to you." I said trying not to make my voice sound so urgent. He was quiet for a moment.

"Of course. I'll be ready when you get here." He stated before hanging up.

I was glad to have someone to talk to about everything. Of course I couldn't tell Jake everything because I didn't know how he'd take it because in his mind he was invincible. The last thing I needed was him running off and getting himself killed for me.

After a couple of moments I finally pulled up near his home and caught him sitting by the garage where he kept my car.
"Well look who finally made it." He said walking up when I stepped out. His smile immediately faded when he looked at me, why did he look at me that way? A look that was simply terrified, there wasn't any other word to explain it. I instantly tried to feel my facial expression from the inside out to see what he saw, and I managed to scare myself at its absence. I could feel that my face wielded nothing. It was blank like there was no one behind it. The facial expression of a person who had just lost everything and had nothing to live for.

"Are you ok?" he asked.
"I'm fine." I responded with a smile.
"Well good news. Your car is an absolute beaut…." He paused looking at my shoulder.
"What happened to your arm?" He asked. I looked down at it and pulled my shirt around my shoulder.
"Clumsy. I fell." And giggled slightly, technically I wasn't lying, I did fall. He tilted his head of slightly in what looked to be an expression of disbelief.
"What?" I asked shrugging slightly and making a mental wince at the pain I had just felt. He moved closer to me and engulfed me in the biggest hug anyone had ever given me. I wanted to pull away to the unfamiliarity of hi embrace but I couldn't. His warmth felt so perfect against my cold skin. He finally let go of me with a small force and place both hands on either of my forearms.
"The Cullens." He said looking me into my eyes.

"What is going on Rayne?" He asked through nearly clinched teeth.
"What are you talking about?" I asked. He looked me in the face and his expression grew more serious.
"Don't lie to me. I can smell them on you. What happened?" He asked. I didn't know what to say to him, I felt really bad about the Cullen incident. It was my fault that it got so out of hand; if I wasn't in such a hurry to leave I would have never tripped and hurt myself. I would have never had to explain anything to the Cullens, and I wouldn't be here right now.

"This was my fault. I fell." I answered. He lightened up a bit and apologized to me in a murmur.
"Come inside, we can talk." He said tilting his head towards the front door of his home. I walked in front of him until I got inside; he followed behind me and closed the door not even bothering to lock it.
"Now….spill." He said pulling out a chair for me and sitting me in it.
"I told you already I fell." I answered frustrated.
"Rayne, this is too serious for you to be acting this way." He said raising a brow to me. I sighed and wet my lips. He was right, I did come over here so that I could talk to him so I should talk.
"My name's not Rayne." I said quickly while letting my hands flare out in front of me and sighing. It was about time I told the truth, and I hope he didn't shut me out after. This was the moment that I wanted, to sit down with someone and tell them the entire story…so…..here goes.