A/N- So I only know of two people who read my authors notes. And they are really annoying to write. So unless I really have something important to say to you guys, I'm not writing them anymore. Because the only thing they usually consist of is 'hope you liked it' and 'happy reading' and garbage like that. So no more authors notes. Also, the disclaimers are annoying. So, unless Stephenie Meyer is reading this, I'm writing those anymore. I'll say it one last time; I don't own Twilight, so yeah. Wish I did though. Well, adios, aloha, and enjoy, and happy reading. I honestly don't know what the secret is going to be myself, so much for good writing. :)

Did my dad think I had no brain? Apparently. I knew my grandmother knew this whole story, and she was probably threatened. I laughed at the thought of my dad threatening his mom.

I stalked out of hospital room into the hallway to find my grandma walking around in the waiting room. I've never seen my calm, happy, young grandmother pace, but I guess there's a first time for everything. Her face looked creased from worry as her feet followed the same pattern in neat lines across the hospital floor. She almost looked… older.

"Hey, grandma, what's wrong?" I asked with concern.

She tried to mask the true look of horror on her face. I was right. Her and my dad were both hiding something from me, and I was going to find out what it was, whether anyone liked it or not. This was serious. My mother was in a coma, and I didn't know the real reason why.

"Nothing, honey, just worried about your mom." She said quickly.

"No, grandma, what's REALLY wrong?" I asked softly.

"Just, people, honey. They do the wrong things sometimes. Or should I say vampires. Just to get, well, revenge, I guess." When she finished talking, she realized she had given up way too much information. And I heard pretty much everything I expected her to tell me and more.

Satisfied, I walked back into my mom's room, my dad sitting in his chair uncomfortably, and Jake just standing there eating my mom's hospital food that she obviously couldn't eat.

I walked up to Jake and dragged him outside into the waiting room. My grandma was out of the room, over by the vending machines with my grandpa.

"Now that we are alone, what the hell is going on, Nes?" he asked me, as soon as we sat down.

"Mom's in a coma." I said simply.

"Really, captain obvious? I would have never guessed. What were you and your dad talking about in the bathroom? And why, of all places, the bathroom?" he looked creeped out, but I knew where he was coming from.

"First of all, the bathroom because it's the only place in the whole hospital where there's no security camera. Do you really want the whole world to know about us?" He nodded in agreement.

"And second, I had a lot of questions for him. Mainly, I knew he was lying about the car thing. She didn't get into a car accident. I was sure of it. I wanted to ask him. Of course, he wouldn't tell me, so I told him I would ask my grandma. He told me that grandma didn't know, but I was sure she did, so I just talked to her. Knowing grandma, I found out everything I needed to know, and more. I'm just not sure who did it."

"Who did what?" Jake asked, clueless. He flashed me that innocent smile that I loved. God, I loved him.

"If I knew, I would tell you, you clueless idiot." I smiled and playfully smacked him.

"Well, what do you think happened?" he asked me, back to serious matters.

"Well, someone obviously hit her, shot her, cut her, something physically hurting her. I just have to figure out who it is. I kind of thought you would have SOME sort of clue. You were alive during all of this mom and dad love madness."

"I was, I was. Unfortunately. I wish I imprinted on you before Bella happened so I didn't have to live through that." He said quietly.

I smiled a sad understanding smile and rubbed my hand on his back. We sat there in comfortable silence for a few minutes.

"So, what else did your grandma say?" he asked, breaking the silence.

"She said something about a vampire who wanted revenge." I answered truthfully. I was hoping he could come up with something. I just needed a name, a town, anything. I was going to kill whoever did this to my family.

His eyes lit up and I immediately knew he could help.

"Well, that changes everything. There were so many vampires that needed revenge. But then again, most of them are dead."

"Well, name some!" I yelled, a little too loudly, eager to come down to the bottom of this.

"Well, there was James, Victoria, Laurent, Riley, jeez Nes, so many."

"I can tell that mom was much loved." I observed sarcastically.

"Yeah. Much loved alright." He laughed along with me.

"Well, Jake, who do you think it is? Or any of those people still living? OR should I say, vampires?" I would never get used to the fact that I wasn't a person. It really bugged me.

"Nope, all dead." He said with a shrug. I found that kind of creepy, but just shook it off. I didn't know my dad had killed so many vampires. I didn't deem him as the murderer type.

"Then it has to be a family member who wants revenge. I remember when your mom and I killed James, Victoria came back to kill your dad. I guess it was sort of a 'if you kill my boyfriend, I'll kill yours' kind of friendship."

I laughed at his idea of a friendship.

He continued, "it could be anyone. A family member of Riley's, or a friend of Laurent', James', Victoria's. Or even one of the Volturi freaks. Who knows?"