I do not own any characters or plots that can be recognized from Stephanie Meyer's Twilight series.

This story takes place right after Breaking Dawn, but there was no imprint on Renesmee. All the events remain the same, and after they fought the Volturi the Cullens moved to Canada.

Chapter 1: Falling Apart

Alex's POV:

"I wrote down a bunch of stuff on notecards about how great of a person my father was and how much I loved him, but as I am standing up here it still does not feel like enough, so instead I will just speak from my heart like my father always did. My father was the type of person that never ran out of love he could give. He loved my mother with all his heart. I've never seen someone love another as he loved her. He loved my little siblings. Although I was only seven when the twins were born I know he loved them before they were even born. Finally, I know he loved me. He loved everyone he could because in his eyes everyone deserved for someone to care about them. He wanted the best for everyone. If you learn anything from my father, learn to live everyday to the fullest, because I know he did. Love everyone with all your heart because love is a risk, but it is worth the risk. So today rather than cry over the death of my father, John Ryan Roberts, celebrate the life he lived his life to the best, and now, now he gets to be at peace with my mother in the sky. So today and going on celebrate the memory of my father."

I had just finished speaking in front of everyone. Although I gave my speech upbeat focusing on the memory of my father, I feel like I am falling apart, slowly, but surely breaking into pieces. I have to be strong. If not for myself I have to be strong for the twins: Amber Hannah Roberts and Aiden John Roberts. They are only 10 years old. My mother died when they were one years old. I was eight. Being here reminds me of her funeral. Now the twins are having their father being ripped from them too.

I look to the front row where my siblings, Uncle Billy, and my cousins Jacob and Rachel and her Fiancé are sitting. Behind them are a few of my fathers friends from california. The third row hold the Ateara family, as Quil is my second cousin. The rest of the people attending are some others from the Quileute reservation and others that my dad knew in California. Although my father was not Quileute, he is being buried on Quileute land, next to my mother.

As people start to leave the funeral a women I vaguely remember approaches me. I expect her to just say 'Sorry for your loss' like everyone else, but instead she states," Hi, I am Sue Clearwater. I am driving your uncle home. I would be happy to take your siblings along with so you can attend the celebratory bonfire with the other teens and younger adults."

"Bonfire?" I respond as nobody mentioned anything to me.

"Yes it is a tradition for us to have a bonfire to celebrate a persons life after a funeral."

I guess I was too young to go to the one for my mother since I don't remember it. I decide it would be good for me to show up since they are doing it for my father, so I reply. "Thank you Mrs. Clearwater. It would be great if you would take them to Uncle Billy's. We planned to stay there tonight anyway."

"Of course dear. I know how hard you love is. If you need anything in the future feel free to reach out. Me and my late husband were very close to your parents when you used to live in La Push. You used to play with my son Seth."

When she mentions our families were close I search my mind for a memory of her. I remember a litte boy I used to play with who I am assuming is Seth as well as I remember her vaguely: "Oh yeah. I remember playing with him."

Sue and I walk over to where my uncle is. I face the twins: "Aiden, Amber, this is Mrs. Clearwater, a family friend. She is driving Uncle Billy to his house, and she is going to take you guys over there too since we are staying with Uncle Billy for the night."

I face Sue again and thank her. Jacob offers to take me over to the beach where the bonfire is going to be, and I accept knowing if I go alone I will get lost. I grab my stuff and me and Jacob head over to the beach.

As we approach the beach I see a bunch of tall guys along with some girls. Most of the guys look older than me by at least three to five years. When we get there Jacob helps me out and I decide to take my guitar with me. I see the fire started and realize its blue. I look at Jacob with a puzzled expression and he just responds, "The fire is blue since we burn driftwood which is coated in a lot of salt."

"Oh, that makes sense."

When we get down to the fire Jacob introduces me to his friends.

"Ok so the guy with the short curly hair is our second cousin Quil Ateara." He says starting on the left. He continues, "The to the right of him is Paul Lahote, Rachels Fiancé. Then there is Jared Cameron and he is with his girlfriend Kim Connweller. Then there is Leah Clearwater and her brother Seth who are over by the food." He says pointing to the food table. "Finally, There is Sam Uley and his wife Emily." He says pointing to the final couple I see sitting by the fire. From here I can kind of see scars on Emily's face, but don't want to be rude and stare or ask questions.

Jacob sees I brought my guitar: "You wanna play something?"

"I guess I could if you want, but I don't want to intrude."

"No, your gonna play something. Plus, this bonfire is in celebration of Uncle John, you can't intrude."

Then he shouts, "Her guys Alexa is gonna play something!" Everyone gathers around the Bonfire and I pull my guitar out.

"Ok it might not be that good, I am still working on it, but Jacob decided I was gonna play, so this will have to work."

I start plucking the strings on the guitar. I start singing the lyrics and can feel tears in my eyes. I slowly come to an end. The group starts clapping and I blush. Its not that I'm not used to performing infront of people because I definitely am, but when I perform I always have a wig, face paint, contacts, and fancy clothes on. I don't perform as just Alexandra Jane Roberts a lot. You see my secret is I am actually a pop star, but I keep a secret identity, so I disguise myself when I perform and hide under the name Luna Ryans. I created the stage name when I was 13. The only person who actually knew of my double life was my dad, so now nobody but myself knows. People think its weird to not want the fame that goes with being a star, but in all honesty, I don't want the fame. I like being able to perform my music, but I want to get too live a normal life too which is why I hid myself when I started posting my songs online when I was 13.

The group continues eating and discussing among themselves. Emily, I think her name was, approaches me: "Did you write that?"

"Uh yeah, I started when I found out my dad had cancer."

"That's so sweet, and really impressive that you can write a song as beautiful as that."

I blush again, "Thank you, it means a lot."

As I start thinking about the days events I decide I just need a second to think and breathe. I walk over to a piece of driftwood on the beach and sit against it while watching the ocean. Every detail from when I arrived in La push yesterday goes through my head. Seeing Uncle Billy after eight years. Seeing my cousins again. Meeting Rachel's Fiancé briefly. Getting the twins dressed for the funeral. Getting myself dressed. Writing my speech that I was gonna give. Every single person that decided to say they were 'sorry for my loss'.

"Hey are you ok?"

I realize someone has sat next to me. Not turning to look over at him I answer, "I guess, I mean not really, but I kinda have to be ok for my siblings, so yeah, I'm fine." I find myself admitting more than I would rather say to him. There is something about his presence that makes me trust him. I don't even know who he is, but for some reason I feel comfortable with him.

"Yeah I understand. When my dad died last year I felt I had to be strong for my sister and mother. There was so much happening at the same time too. I can't imagine how hard you have it not having either parent. If you need someone to talk to I mostly understand what your going through and would be happy to listen." he responds.

"Thank you." Him talking about his father reminds me what Sue said to me earlier, "You don't happen to be Seth Clearwater do you?"

He pauses for a minute, "Yeah, that's me, how'd you know."

"I talked with your mother at the funeral. She offered to take the twins to Uncle Billy's for me. She mentioned your father briefly when she was talking to me. It was just a lucky guess that I put the two together correctly."

"Oh, well do you want to come back to the bonfire? If not I'm sure Jake will let you borrow his car to drive to your Uncle's."

"I'm honestly not sure if I can handle being around that many people for the rest of the night. They just all look at you with pity, and I don't think I can handle anymore of that tonight. So I guess I'll borrow the car and drive to Billy's. I think I know my way from here."

"Oh yeah the looks of pity, you can never forget those."

I turn to him as I'm about to get up and give him a hug and whisper "Thank you" When I pull back I look him in the eyes and just freeze.