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So, I believe I reassured you that the answers would be coming soon, did I not?

So, well... here is the next chapter. This was quite interesting and certainly humorous to write.

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I could hear voices around me. Mostly distressed ones.

The Cullens were here, somewhere, of that I was certain. I could smell them, but Edward was closest.

I opened my eyes and they locked with ice-blue ones. I gasped and sat up, ramrod straight.

The first thing I felt was hope. Was Abby really here? Was she alive?

But that was crushed by the evidence of the absolute opposite.

Of course not! She's dead, you saw her die yourself! It's a fucking imposter.

I looked around, and found all the Cullens then and they were as shocked as the other workers.

For some strange reason, my shields didn't fly out at the sight of the imposter; they rather tried to draw the person in.

I ignored and pushed against the instinct.

It isn't her, my mind told me.

I stood up quickly and pulled out my gun, aiming for said imposter.

"Who are you?" I yelled and the 'Abby' poser flinched, her red curls shaking at the motion. "And what the fuck do you want?"

"It's me, BB," she whispered and I fought against the hope in my chest. Instead I clutched the gun tighter.

She's fucking dead! My insecure, self-conscious whisper-yelled at me; I gripped the gun so tight my knuckles went white.

"No, it isn't." I sneered at her, cocking the gun and re-aiming. I did this whilst trying to find out how it was possible that she looked exactly the same. "Is this some sort of joke? Because it sure as shit isn't funny!"

"Test me then, Bella," she said firmly to me, crossing her arms and I thought for a moment. "On anything to do with you or me… anything."

"What am I?" I asked defiantly. She knew what I was getting at.

"Catavina contivalé," she said, not hesitating and my eyes narrowed automatically.

"And what does that mean?"

Again, she answered instantly, raising an eyebrow as if to say 'seriously? Is that all you've got?' "A cat human; you theorized that that may be why Tommy could transform into a cat; because it didn't say 'woman' or 'girl' but rather simply 'human' which can be either female or male."

I looked at her, cocking my head to the side, thinking.

"What am I powers?" I whispered, though I had no idea why my voice was that low.

She snorted, ticking them off her fingers as she went. "Invisibility shield, mental shield, physical shield, force fields – though that ties in with all those shields as you told me when we were two – weather control through your emotions and that weird sensor thing that you don't have a name for."

"Was I hit by you know who and what is that person's name?" I asked, my lip trembling.

The imposter had the audacity to look pissed and the mention of the name. They looked so much like Abby it wasn't funny. "The fucker's name is Peter and yes, he did hit you and fucking badly."

Edward and the Cullens growled and hissed but I ignored them.

"It really is me, BB."

"No," I whispered but my voice rose as I continued. "No! Impossible! You're dead; I saw the car explode myself!"

She shook her head at me, "decoy."

"A decoy for whom?" I asked and she frowned.

"The Russians were after me and I couldn't get away from them unless they thought I was dead." She said simply and it was my turn to frown. "Fucking Russians," she muttered.

It was then that something occurred to me.

If this person was an imposter, Edward would see that through their thoughts.

And as the Cullens and Edward said, I wasn't alone anymore.

"Edward," I whispered, closing my eyes and opening my arms out for him to hug me.

And then he was there… in my arms.

"Anything, love," he whispered in my ear and I grew stronger from just the sound of his voice and of course his scent.

I opened my eyes, "what's she thinking? Is that really Abigail?"

He looked discreetly at the Abby woman/imposter for a few seconds before looking at me again. "It's her, Bella."

That was all I needed.

I got out of Edward's arms and threw myself in Abby's direction.

We hugged and burst into tears.

I pulled back and looked at her – as best I could with the tears falling like crazy - trying to figure out how any of it was possible.

I must have voiced my thoughts, because she answered with a sweet smile on her face. "That was me in the car, but we got out just before the car exploded and ran into the nearest building. You couldn't have seen."

I swallowed and smiled, finally completely complete.

Did that make sense?

I snorted.

"What's going through that might-fuckin'-fine mind of yours, BB Swan?"

"I'm finally completely complete and I was wondering if that makes sense," I said, shaking my head at my weird thoughts and Abs and I just laughed.

Abby looked over my head and her eyes widened. I guess she'd seen Edward. "Who's that?" She said, rather loudly.

"My boyfriend, Edward."

She looked at me, narrowing her eyes. "And how in the name of fuck did you land him, BB? Just… how?"

I snorted, "I dunno but I really hit the fucking jackpot, didn't I?"

She swallowed, "I'll say," she mouthed.

I snorted again. "Stop crushing on my boyfriend, Abs. Oh and by the way, I now live in Forks and that's where I met Edward and his family. I have a lot to tell you about them, but that comes later. Most importantly, we're going back tomorrow and I want you to come with me... with us; go to school with us and shit, too. You'd really make it rather interesting there."

She looked at me as if it was the most obvious fucking thing in the world. "Duh, BB. Of course I'm coming; do you think I can live with you and your dear ole dad?"

I smiled. "He won't mind. He misses you, you know… but what about your parents?"

She stiffened and frowned but then relaxed. "When I saw them about an hour and a half ago, they kinda disowned me because of what I put them through."

I growled, unable to help it.

Seriously? Disowning their fucking daughter? Well, fuck them!

She saw the anger on my face and shrugged. "Don't worry about it, you know we didn't really get along that well since you and I started working here anyways."

"Still," I gritted out. "They're your fucking parents."

"Anyways," she said, over-emphasising the word. "Let's get going. Tell me everything."

And I did; well, with the help of Edward and the Cullens, of course.

She didn't care that the Cullens were vampires or any of the stuff we told her about them. But she did mind about James and Laurent and she was concerned about Mum.

"So, when are we leaving?" She asked me and I looked at Edward.

"Tomorrow morning, nine am," he said and I smiled.

"So we'll get there in the afternoon around two or something."

"Then let's get packing, but I wanna see Renée and Cheney first," she said and we left the office, heading to the hospital.

Well, this is going to be interesting.

Well... what did we think of that? Any theories about... well, anything? People's reactions or how Abigail's involvement in school life and James and shit will impact the outcome and the stories ahead?

Bexie25

P.S: Please do review. I love them and they make me laugh.