Hey! So my computer is working again-yay! We got rid of the virus and then my stepdad switched to Comcast, and the installer guy didn't do anything so my stepdad had to do it all, so our internet wasn't installed or whatever. Thus the reason for the lateness. You finally get to read the chapter I've been hoarding since the Tuesday before Christmas. I have a new story-Human Again. It came to me in a dream and I had to write it down. It'll be shorter than this story (hopefully) and I'll proly update less often than I do this (maybe every month or so). Thanks for everyone who reviews, adds or just reads my story. :)

Well, I sent this out to my new beta nearly a week ago. I still haven't gotten a reply. Damn it. What is up with my betas? Am I just not doing it right or something? I have no luck with betas. GAAH!

We got there in time, of course, with her Ferrari driving 120 miles per hour. That's insane.

The man, Jenks, as I found out, stared at all of us as we walked into a nice restaurant.

"Bella, nice to see you. Oh, and I get to meet the little girl, as well. And who is this?"

"Nice to see you. This is my daughter, Nessie, and this is Leah, a friend of mine."

He reached for her hand, flinching at the cold, then reached for mine, also flinching. He must have thought it odd that she was so cold and Nessie and I were blistering hot.

"Hello, Leah, Nessie and Bella. So, what are you looking for today? Would you like a seat? We can order some food awhile," he said as the waitress came up to the table.

"Hi, I'm Haylee and I'll be your server. Let's start with drinks; what would you like?"

I ordered a coke, Jenks ordered a sprite and Bella ordered apple juice for Nessie, who wanted coke as well. Bella, of course, ordered nothing.

"Well, then, Bella. What is it you're looking for today? ID cards? Driver's License? Passports?"

"Passports. I'm getting passports for my mother-in-law, Esme and father-in-law, Carlisle. Their anniversary is coming up and we want to get them passports to go into France. The beautiful city," Bella said as the waitress walked in and handed us our drinks.

"Are you sure there's nothing I can get you?" she asked.

"No, thank you," she said simply.

"Are you ready to order yet?"

"Not quite," Jenks said, glancing at us.

"Okay, take your time."

"Wow, I just had a flashback. Ha ha. When Edward took me out to dinner the first time, the waitress was totally flirting with him. Not that this girl is, but when she asked 'is there anything I can get you,' he didn't get anything. She was trying to get him to call her at the end of the night-she slipped her number into the checkbook. He told me this only a few months ago," Bella said, smiling a bit.

"Edward is your husband, right? Oh, forgive me. That was rude-you don't have to answer," Jenks asked, abashed at his nosiness.

"Yes, he's my husband. We got married last year and had my daughter, Renesmee. She looks a lot like her father," Bella explained.

We took a few minutes to look over the menu. Bella argued with her daughter about the food. Then the waitress came back and we ordered. After ordering, Bella and Jenks discussed business, Bella handing him a picture of each of them so he could use them. She handed him a huge wad of cash, which he took graciously. Apparently she gave him more than what was charged.

"So, Leah, what's your story?" Jenks asked brusquely.

"Well, I've known the Cullens for a while and only recently have I gotten to know them a little more. I know them through a mutual friend. Her husband's sister is remodeling my house, so that's how we've gotten closer."

"Oh, that's wonderful. What do you do for a living?" he asked, intruding further.

"I work at a scrapooking store. To pay for college, even if it's just community. My mother pays for some of it, but I ay a little less than half of it as well. I don't make much, but it's enough to pay the bills. What about you?" I asked, wondering what it was he would be capable of. He seemed nervous, like a little school girl performing a song all by herself in front of a large crowd. He couldn't be one of those people who is in the center of attention.

"Oh, I'm a lawyer. I just do these transactions in...free time, I guess you could say," he said, a little uncomfortable speaking of his dirty deeds.

After a while, we ordered our food (which Bella refused as well) and talked in quiet conversation. Nessie seemed to pay attention, which surprised me considering most young kids would squirm until they can run around the restaurant. She asked Jenks questions about his cases, which he was more comfortable talking about than he was his other profession. Halfway through the dinner, Jenks's cell phone rang. It was some guy named Max. Jenks told him he was in the middle of a very important meeting with a Cullen. Max asked if it was with the (and I quote) "hot babe with the rocking body"? Jenks answered that it was the girl he met in the city before and didn't direct her to his office. Apparently Bella had met this man before. I'll have to ask her about that. I know she can hear the conversation, but Jenks tried to make it sound like it was a call that was not at all related to her and he would whisper into the phone when he a while, he hung up after speaking business with him.

Once our dinner was over, Jenks shook everyone's hands. Bella thanked him and we departed.

In her car, I asked her about Max, the man on the phone.

"When Alice left, she left me a message-J. Jenks-and an address. I went to the address, and met Max. I told him I was looking for J and he called him. He described me, forgetting to mention I was a Cullen until I reminded him. When J heard that, he chewed Max out for not telling him earlier. So, I had no idea what I was there for, and found out once I got to J's main office. Turns out he makes counterfeit documents like birth and death certificates, passporst, driver's licenses, et cetera. Alice knew I would need a place to hide Nessie if something were to happen when the Volturi came," she explained, shuddering at the memory of the Volturi's arrival. Renesmee had fallen asleep in the back.

"Why did you do it?" I asked.

"Well, I couldn't bear to know that Renesmee would have nowhere to go if I would die. Even if I were dead, she should have someone there to be with her always. So, I knew Jake would take care of her if something were to happen to us. It was not an easy decision, I'll tell you that. Then, J asked me if I was kidnapping her, and it was almost funny. I was doing the exact opposite. I was preparing her for a safe life without me, rather than preparing her for a life of vulnerability." She stared straight ahead, with a pained expression. She looked over in my direction, judging my expression, I presume. I probably had a look of despair. Though it was not my child, I could still imagine how hard that would have been.

The rest of the ride was mostly silent until Nessie woke up and prated about he kitten she has been begging to get. She must know someone in her family will cave eventually. If she continues to talk about it, using her charm, I will get her one myself. I stared out the window the rest of the way, glad that nothing tragic happened with the Cullens. I wouldn't have been able to befriend them, and Renesmee would grow up without family, other than Jacob and the human family. Certainly she would not be the effervescent child she is now.