Grace left the bar around 2am to go get into the Uber she had ordered. She was a little more drunk then she was use to and felt light, free. Terry and Skylar were still inside drinking but Grace had to call it a night. She knew she wasn't working Sunday but she told Nikki she would be back Monday so she had all day to get her life back together and act like everything was okay. Grace unbraided her hair as she walked around the block to where the Uber said he was. She saw one car on the other side of the street with his headlights on and assumed that was him, she would only be able to tell when she got close enough to see if the car was in fact a red Chevy Cruz like the Uber app said.

"Give me your money and you'll be fine," Grace felt something jam into her back painfully and the mans voice that spoke was raspy and low. Grace took a deep breath. She was use to attempt muggings but always with an unarmed guy who got scared when she pulled out a knife. She had a feeling this wasn't going to be like that though. She began reaching into her bag and felt around for her knife but it was there. She grabbed her wallet and slowly unzipped it. Was no one around them paying attention?

"Hurry up!" The man whisper shouted which made Grace jump but when she jumped she spun around and stared at the man who was holding a gun to her. The man held the gun up higher until it was pointing at Graces left eye. Grace closed her eyes, she was too drunk to do anything. She couldn't move. She couldn't scream. She always yelled at the people in movies for not moving but she herself couldn't. The shot was heard but then nothing. All noise stopped. Grace slowly opened her eyes to see a bullet frozen in the air aimed at her eye. She saw the man with the gun still in front of her who was also not moving. He looked fragile, frail, desperation written in his eyes. She looked around and saw the people outside of the club were frozen mid conversation or mid drink. The rain droplets around them were even still in the air. Grace let out a scared sob before moving away from the bullet. What was happening? She took off towards the car she thought to be her Uber. When she got closer things started moving again. Rain hit her skin and the music flowed back into the streets. The man with the gun was now panicking and yelling. She saw the car was indeed the right one and flung the back door open.

"Please, go, go!" Grace shouted while locking the doors. Her heart raced. Her head hurt. Her stomach churned. She wanted nothing more then to just go to sleep and forget about all of it. Forget Nessie and Seth. Forget life here and her dreams. Forget the truth.

"Ma'am, are you okay?" The driver with a Jamaican accent asked. Grace just nodded and slouched in her seat. She was terrified. What was that back there? Time stood still around her. Only she was able to move. She began to wonder if Nessie could do that as well. She then began to wonder if she was always able to do that and somehow it just came out. And if so, why all of a sudden did it just come out? She knew she needed answers but she wasn't ready for Seth, Jacob or Nessie. Not even Bella or Edward yet, she wasn't ready to face that truth yet. Instead she knew who to call. She pulled out the new phone and flipped through the contacts before landing on C's. She hit Carlisle and waited patiently as it rung.

"Hello?" Carlisle asked as he sat at his study looking over files for the upcoming week. An unknown number came across his phone but at this time of the night meant something was up. When he heard the voice on the other end though he was immediately up and out of the house. He could not let the others hear he was on the phone with her. He could not let Seth hear.

"Carlisle, something...something is wrong with me," Grace was trying to be quiet with the driver up front. She wanted to scream and cry though. She felt horrified.

"Tell me. Talk to me, what's going on?" Carlisle stood by the edge of the river that was a few miles from his house. He knew he was safe out here for at least a few moments before someone followed.

"I...I can't...I'm with someone. Could you meet me at my place?" Grace was almost begging. She wanted to believe this was all just a dream. A big long crazy dream.

"I'm on my way there now," Carlisle didn't even hesitate before hanging up the phone and taking off towards her apartment complex. He knew he would beat her there but by the sounds of it something was really wrong. He had a duty to protect her. She called him. She needed him. He was her grandfather for all intents and purposes. Carlisle arrived at the complex within minutes and sat outside on a bench waiting. He wasn't sure when she'd be here but that was fine with him.

"What are you doing here?" Seth's voice came from the edge of the woods. He was keeping an eye on the complex, waiting for Grace to return because it wasn't like her to be out this late after a showing. He was worried but he also knew to stay away. Jacob had commanded him too.

"She called me Seth. Something is wrong and she asked me to meet her here. Go on home now, I can handle things from here and catch you up when I get back," Carlisle whispered low enough for Seth to hear and also not bring any attention to himself. He was already out of place sitting there that late at night so anyone who might drive by or come outside would think something was up.

"You promise to let me know?" Seth was trying not to cry. He missed her. He missed her touch and her smell. He missed her smile and her eyes. He missed laying with her on her couch watching a movie. He missed her telling him about life back in Brooklyn.

"I promise," Carlisle could tell the boy was struggling with the command of staying away. Carlisle knew that Jacob was being a little unfair but no one could intervene in the pack, even Nessie tried. Seth eventually stood down and left. Carlisle waited another hour in the dark of the night until a red car pulled up. Grace got out quickly saying thank you before slamming the door and running past Carlisle. He got up and followed her into the building and up the stairs until they reached her unit. She unlocked the door and flipped on the light switch.

"Sorry about the mess," Grace heard her voice crack. She had cried silently the whole way here and she was about to again. She went to the sink and spalshed cold water on her face. She let her makeup run before wiping it away with the kitchen towel that hung on the stoves handle.

"Coffee? Water? Tea?" Grace asked while starting the coffee maker. She felt completely sober now. No more free and light feeling, only heavy and dragged.

"No, no thank you. Grace, what is going on?" Carlisle moved forward and pulled out a barstool from the island. He sat down and knitted his fingers together. He began to wish he had Edwards power.

"Can...can vampires have powers?" She just had to flat out ask. He knew she was aware of the truth. She was a smart girl, always had been.

"Some do, yes. Your father...Edward can read minds. Alice can see the future. Jasper can control emotions. Nessie, as you know, can show memories. You, Edward told us that your mind is a shield just like Bella's. Others out there have powers well and some don't such as myself," Carlisle watched as he saw her flinch at the word father. He watched as she turned to get the cup of coffee that was now ready to drink. She had a power?

"What is a shield?" Grace asked while still turned away from him.

"No power can affect you. Edward can't read your mind. Jasper can't change your emotions. I'm sure others won't be able to also if you ever let them try," Carlisle wanted to tread lightly. He was nervous to scare her. He kept alices vision in the back of his mind. It wasn't set in stone, he reminded himself.

"What if...what if I think maybe there's...another one?" Grace turned around with tears in her eyes. She wasn't even sure how time froze before. She wasn't sure how to do it again. She wasn't sure how to even prove it.

"What are you saying Grace?" Carlisle leaned in a bit now, he was curious. The doctor part of him was peekig interest.

"Tonight I went out after my showing with the other artists. I was pretty drunk Carlisle but I know what happened. I called my Uber, he was there, I went to go meet him and a guy put a gun to my back. He yelled at me and I got startled and turned to face him. He...he aimed the gun at my face but when he pulled the trigger...," Grace was crying. Her hands were now shaking and the liquid from the cup were spilling. She sat the coffee down on the counter and wiped her hands off on her outfit.

"Grace, take a breath and continue" Carlisle pressed on. He needed to know what happened.

"I stopped...time," Grace looked him dead in the eye when she finally got the words out. She watched his gold eyes widen before recovering his normal calm state. He nodded before inhaling. He had never heard of this being a power before. This was new and untouched territory.

"I will look into this for you Grace but for now please, call me if this happens again. I will help you the best I possibly can," Carlisle stood up and went over to the numb girl. He placed a hand on her shoulder and squeezed tightly. He knew she needed some sleep and he needed to go and do research. Grace nodded before moving towards her room, she was done for the night.

"For what it's worth Carlisle, you and Esme would have been the worlds best grandparents," Grace whispered without turning to meet his eye. She instead shuffled into her room and quietly closed the door. Her mind was too overwhelmed to think a minute more.