Hello again! Two chapter in as many days, how lucky are you readers.

A review named 'bella' left me a review asking why Bella had the Mercedes Guardian when, what with it being so safe when she was so unbreakable. The answer to that is simple. Bella isn't flashy, not in the real twilight and not in this, even if she is a bit different in my story. Bella wouldn't get a Ferrari or a Vanquish (even though if I could have any car in the universe, it would be on of those, and had been that way even before I read the books) because they are so noticeable and would get heaps of attention. The Mercedes Guardian, whilst still being a beautiful car, would get as much attention. It's not as flashy and there are a lot more Mercedes around then what there are Ferrari's. Add to that that I love that car.

****Also I need your help, what do American's do for the forth of July? I know that it's a holiday but what do you do to celebrate?****

Thankyou to everybody else that a left a review for the last chapter.

By the time that we got to the house both my head and my heart were screaming, the tugging was getting painful and I stumbled up the stairs trying to get to her quicker. When I finally did get to her I practically threw myself on the bed next to her, wrapping my arms round her waist and burying my face in her hair. I expected her to question me or something like that but as usual she surprised me, this time by wrapping her good arm round me to and taking in a shuddering breath.

"What took you so long?"

"Alice wasn't driving fast enough – which is something that I never thought that I would say." I chuckled.

"You told her to get a yellow Porsche?" She grinned at me.

"She would have gotten the car anyways, besides, how many people do you know that have a yellow Porsche?"

"Nobody."

"Exactly, and how did you know?"

"She is excited and telling Jasper right now."

I laughed at that.

"And you know, I still didn't ask her about the weather." I said thoughtfully. "Hey, Alice?"

"Yes?" She was still grinning with an exasperated looking Jasper standing behind her. They made their way into the room and sat carefully on the edge of the bed. "Do you need my help with something?"

"Yes we do, after all, you are the most reliable weather girl that I know of," I teased. " And the human weather people can't tell me what is going to happen next month."

"And what is happening next month may I ask?"

Bella looked to me to explain. "My aunt Caroline, you know, the one that lives in Phoenix," Jasper and Alice nodded, the laughter from my teasing leaving their faces to be replaced by a forlorn expression. "Lighten up guys, nothing happened. Anyway, she got back recently and her and my grandmother organized this family reunion thing because we haven't really gotten together since my dad died and so they want us to go to Chicago from the first to the forth of July. It would be great if Bella could come too, but what about the weather? If it's sunny then she won't be able to." I bit my lip, a nervous habit that I had picked up from Bella.

We all looked to Alice.

"Hmmm," She said. "Just give me a moment…." Her eyes glazed over and she became still as the stone that she was made from. Jasper put a soothing hand on her arm and looked at her worriedly. I noticed that he always did that, he always looked so worried whenever she had a vision and I wondered why. We were silent for about ten minutes and I was starting to get worried, before Alice blinked her wide eyes a few times before grinning.

"Good news?" I asked her, already somehow knowing the answer.

"Yes, there is a cold front sweeping in from the coast so Chicago will be covered in clouds. You can expect rain for a few days but I don't see you coming back on the forth but on the fifth instead. The third will be sunny though, but only for half the day. You can avoid that if you try."

"So you can go?" I asked Bella excitedly.

"Looks like it." There was excitement in her eyes, bit something else that I could not explained underneath.

"Why are you nervous?" Jasper asked her.

"You're nervous?" I asked.

"Why would you be nervous?" Alice giggled.

"Guys –. " Bella huffed.

"Just tell us already." Jasper rolled his black eyes.

"Well," Bella ducked her head and I knew that she would be blushing if she could. "what if they don't like me, what if they are scared of me."

I couldn't help myself, I laughed.

"Why are you laughing at me!" She cried.

"Because, that's such a stupid thing to be scared of. Who cares if the don't like you, shit, they don't like me! If you scare them, which I doubt that you will because you really aren't scary, then I don't see the problem with that. If they are scared of you then they are less likely to annoy you, and me by association."

She pursed her lips but didn't say anything else.

"You really don't think that any of us are scary?" Alice asked.

"Not really, I mean, Emmett was at first glance and Rosalie just sends off a vibe like she wants to kill you, but I never really feel like she can, or will I guess, granted that she would probably like to," Bella growled at my words. "but after I got to know you all I wasn't scared or intimidated by any of you, only a little bit of, I dunno, unease, with Rosalie, but that's just because she glares at me all the time and I don't really know her."

"That's just because Edward has no sense of self preservation around us." Bella sniffed.

"Like you were any better, Carlisle told us the story Bella." Jasper grinned. I think that he was just happy that there was a human that wasn't scared of him.

"Shut up."

"Edward, Esme made dinner for you, come and eat and then you can come back up here." Alice hopped off the bed and grabbed my hand. "Let's let these two talk." I frowned but let her take me to the kitchen. I'm a teenage boy, I was hungry.

When we got to the kitchen Esme was putting a plate of some sort pasta on the breakfast bench. "Here you are dear." She said motherly. "Now eat up."

"Thankyou Esme." I said before digging in. Alice left the room to go do something but Esme leaned against the counter.

I paused, my fork almost at my mouth with the pasta dangling in the air, before I slowly put the fork back in the bowl. Esme looked up at me when she head the cutlery clatter against the china.

"Is it alright?" She asked.

"Yes it's perfect." She was an extraordinarily good cook for somebody that didn't eat. "But are you alright?" She stared at me for a few moments before shaking her head. "You can talk to me you know, I won't tell anybody anything that you don't want me to." I could hear raised voices and laughter from upstairs and music from the living room. I assumed that Carlisle was at work. No one would hear us.

She came and leaned on her elbows on the opposite side of the counter of me. "It's just –" She sighed. "everything is going to be so different now, and I don't know how we are going to get back from this. You know how stubborn the two of them can get," I assumed that she was talking about Rosalie and Bella. "and after last time, I just, I don't know what to do. It's been more than a month since the last time that they had a big fight and they still wouldn't even talk to each other, and now after this has happened, I mean, Rose practically threatened to kill you which is one of Bella's biggest fears! You've got no idea how petrified she is that something will happen to you that she can't stop, or worse still, that she causes and that you will die as a result. No doubt that she won't leave the area to hunt again. I feel like the whole family is separating and I have no idea what's going to happen, not even Alice can see. I mean, what if Rosalie and Emmett leave. She threatened to and if she did I think that she would come back but what if she didn't, and Emmett loves her to much to let her go alone! What if she wants us to choose! How can I choose between my children? I've already lost one and I can't loose another."

The guilt was back again. I had caused all of this, if I had never interfered than none of this would have happened.

"I'm sorry." I said quietly.

"There's nothing to apologize for dear." She said off handedly and patted my hand. "Now eat your food."

I nodded obediently and dug in.

TNB ~ TNB ~ TNB

I woke up the next morning to see Bella, chain free and flexing her fingers. Needless to say, they weren't doing exactly what she wanted.

"Any better?" I asked her sleepily whilst trying to rub the sleep from my eyes.

"A little, and good morning."

I grunted and yawned before rolling over to place a kiss on her cheek.

"You're not going to school." I shook my head because speech, apparently, was beyond me. "That's good, you would be late if you were."

I hummed to let her know that I was listening. My head went to her neck and I breathed in deeply. "And the others?"

"Jasper went hunting, Alice went to keep him company because she didn't want to go to school. Rosalie and Emmett are in their bedroom, as are Esme and Carlisle in theirs. Rosalie is almost completely healed and Jasper was ready to strangle somebody from all of the emotions flowing round the house. It's a good thing that a lack of oxygen doesn't kill us." She mused with a smile on her face. Something told me that she had thought that before.

"What's the story?"

"When the school calls Esme will tell them the same story that Alice told your mother. I went hiking and fell from a small cliff that's near the back of the house. Alice is to upset to go to school and your mother will tell them that you are with me."

"Nice cover."

"Yer, I'll just have to wear a bandage round my arm for the rest of the school year."

"Easy." I smiled. "Can you move yet?"

She lifted her arm about five centimeters above the bed. "I should be alright by this time tomorrow." I nodded and we were silent until yesterday's conversation with Esme came to the surface of my mind. True to my word, I hadn't said anything to the others and they had not given any indication that they knew what we had spoken about but her words had made me curious. I had wondered what Bella would do and how long the two girls would take to make emends, but that thought had left my mind until Esme had brought it up again. I had been trying to think of a way to ask Bella last night but had decided not to say anything for the mean time, hoping that the others would go out today so that we could talk together privately.

"What are you going to do?" She looked at me. "About Rosalie what are you, we, going to do? What are we going to do?"

She looked thoughtful. "I don't know. I don't want to be near her, and I don't want you to be near her." I nodded. "But I cant leave the others. Esme would fall apart. But Rosalie and Emmett were planning to go on another honeymoon, I assume that they will still go on that and if so then I will not have to put up with her for long. Esme might be a bit upset at first thinking that Rosalie just wants to get away from the family, but once she realizes that they will be coming back and that they were going to go anyway, she will be alright."

Something else that Esme said last night came to the surface of my mind. She said that Bella was scared that I might die somehow, and that Bella wouldn't be able to help. Did she really feel that way? I know that I got paranoid about her getting hurt and I had the added advantage of knowing that she was almost intractable. She didn't have that. But how was I meant to bring that up without giving away Esme?I asked an easier question. "Do you know when they will leave?"

"Emmett wanted to wait until after your birthday."

"Why?"

"Because none of us have had a real birthday in ages. Jasper, Alice and Carlisle don't even know when their birthdays are."

"You're not going to do anything are you?" I asked her.

"That's for us to know and for you to find out."

I groaned, burying my face in he neck again. "Bel-la." I said, drawing her name out.

"What's wrong?" She laughed, running her tiny little fingers through my hair.

"Noooo." I whined, my voice muffled by her rock hard skin.

"Why?" I just grunted in response. "That's not an answer." I made a whining noise that was longer and higher in pitch this time but she just laughed at me again. What did she expect me to say, I just woke up. "Go on, Esme made breakfast for you, go eat and then come back to me." I grunted yet again, then pressed a kiss to her neck then got up, pulled on a shirt to go with my flannel pajama pants and headed to the kitchen. She was looking much happier than she had been last night and whilst I was happy about that, I didn't want to know why she was wearing that smile considering that she had spent the last few hours with Carlisle. I figured that I would be safer not asking.

"There you go." She had made me toast and a hot chocolate. I smiled at that, knowing that Bella must have told her that I loved hot chocolate and hated coffee.

"Thankyou Esme." She left to go and get the phone and I could hear her telling who I presumed to be the school about Bella's accident.

I stood up when I was finished, taking advantage of the fact that Esme was still on the phone to wash up my own dishes when Rosalie walked silently into the kitchen. I only noticed that she was there when the refrigerator door opened and I jumped, shocked at the noise. She was glaring at me, so I rose an eyebrow and went back to washing the dishes. Her arm and been held up in a sling – which was an odd thing to see – but then the situation got even weirder when she got a drink bottle full of red blood from the fridge and then put it n the microwave. When she was done with that one, she got another and heated that one two. She was staring at the microwave when I started to dry the dishes and Esme came rushing into the room, a look of pure panic on her face.

I smiled at her reassuringly, though I to thought that Rosalie would have said something insulting to me.

"You're making a mistake." I heard Rosalie's hard voice.

"Excuse me?" I asked her, noting Esme's petrified look.

"If you let her change you, you're making a mistake."

"Rosalie - "

"No, Esme, everybody else gets to tell him their story so why not me." She fixed her stony eyes on her mother, before looking back at the microwave.

"I wanted you to tell me," I told her, looking at the dish in my hands. "but didn't think that you would."

"Well then you should of asked."

Esme's face went from concern to shock.

I turned then, and hearing what I was doing she did the same. I rose an eyebrow at her, as if I was daring her to keep going.

"You don't need to know what happened to me, or the events that led up to my change, but I will tell you this. I always wanted children, and a marriage to a fine man that could provide me a lavish lifestyle. And I had everything that I wanted on my fingertips. I was about to get married and there was no doubt in my mind that within two years I would be expecting my first child. But then everything changed, that life was taken away from me. Carlisle found me and turned me. Carlisle thought that I deserved a second chance. And I did, but this wasn't the second chance that I wanted. This life is a curse. This life took away my chance of having children. The thirst is crazy, and always there, particularly when you're a newborn and when you live this lifestyle.

You have no children and you have no real part in society. You don't get to leave a mark on the world or grow old with your partner. You have to move all the time and after you change you leave everyone behind, everything that you could have been behind. And there is no gong back, you don't get another chance to be human. It's depressing to see everyone move forward and grow whilst you stay the same." She stared at me and I didn't know if she was finished or if she was letting me think over what she had said, but I didn't give her a chance to continue.

"You say that you hate this life because now you can't have kids, but if you were dead you couldn't have them anyway." Her stony eyes widened. "Carlisle did give you a second chance. You got a family, and you got Emmett. If whatever happened to you hadn't of happened, then you would of gotten married to some guy that you didn't really belong to, hand a bunch of his kids and then gotten old and died. Your life wouldn't have been perfect because you never would have really found your place in the world with the person that you're meant to be with. You're lucky that Carlisle changed you, or you never would have gotten a chance at really living. You should be grateful for what you have actually got as opposed to being bitter."

"I think that that's enough, Rosalie, you need to rest, and Edward, Bella wants you." Esme said carefully, quietly. I nodded and walked away. I was surprised at how calm that I was.

Bella, on the other hand, was a wreck.

"Are you alright! I can't believe that she did that, Carlisle told her to leave you alone but she did that anyway. And you stood up to her! I'm proud but that really wasn't a smart thing to do considering that she's so angry!"

"Shh, I'm alright, everything went fine." I said soothingly, stroking her hair. "And hey, that's one more person's story that I've heard, only Emmett and Esme to go." I grinned at her.

The rest of the day was spent much in the same fashion as yesterday. We got a few visits from the rest of the family, Alice and Jasper coming in the find some sort of entertainment and Esme and Carlisle coming in to check on Bella and, surprisingly, me.

"We just want to make sure that you were alright after talking to Rosalie." Carlisle shrugged after I questioned why they wondered how I was. "You can't be to happy with being near her right now."

But truly I was fine. Rosalie hadn't told me anything about being a vampire that I didn't already know, and nothing had really happened.

It was with great regret that I went to the garage with Carlisle to be taken to my mothers house. I knew that Bella wouldn't be coming to visit me tonight, and that I would be going to school tomorrow alone, and, as dramatic as I was starting to sound, I had no idea who I was going to survive.

Another authors note, sorry.

About Rosalie's 'story', some of you are probably going wtf, right. Well, me too. At the beginning of the story I had expected her to go into detail, maybe even more than what she did in Eclipse. But, then again, I had not planned any of these Bella – Rosalie fights, actually I had planned for Rosalie to be nice to Edward after she accepted the fact that her sister truly loved him, but that didn't happen. Not even the original fight was expected. So, because Rosalie doesn't trust Edward at all, and is still really pissed at him not just because of the whole 'I wanna be a vampire thing' like she mostly was with Bella, she just really doesn't like the poor guy. With this in mind, why the hell would she tell Edward what had happened to her, she doesn't think that Edward deserves to know that much about her, to have the power over her that knowing that sort of thing about her would give him.

Please review, their better than Rosalie getting verbally bitch slapped.