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Well actually, it's neither, Paul perked up with interest now. Look how about I just pass on the message?

Good idea.

Hermione's home.

Paul frowned with confusion and his wolf tilted his head, trying to place anyone in the community called Hermione. The reaction for Jacob was completely different. Both Paul and Embry saw through their connection when his wolf form faltered and almost crashed into a tree.

Hermione? Jake asked, disbelief coating his voice.

Yeah, well that's what we were told to say.

Paul carried on his patrol, knowing that it was nearly finished in an hour before Sam was due to take over, he didn't want to have to deal with more arguments with Jacob for his behaviour or comments. Especially since she clearly meant something to him.

I'm coming home.

Paul's wolf form did falter, stumbling into a bush with shock – it was clear how distracted they both were, Embry with Jake's news and Jake with Hermione – when neither of them commented on it.

Are you serious man? Embry questioned, Paul could clearly hear the under hint of excitement.

Yeah, i've turned around already.

Embry offered a quick goodbye before leaving the two to themselves and there wasn't any more talk until Sam arrived to take over.

When Paul joined the trio on the beach later on, they were exchanging grins and teasing each other. "This Hermione chick," he started, interrupting their laughter and bringing their attention to him. "She must be something for him to come back so soon." Embry waggled his eyebrows.

"She definitely looks like something too."

Hermione waltzed into the Swan's house, front door slamming after her and Charlie and Bella exchanged a flinch. When she entered the front room, neither were prepared for the look of anger on her face. "When were you going to tell me that Jake was missing?" Charlie turned his attention to the tele and waited for Bella to make some excuse to leave.

"I think my phone is ringing upstairs." Ah, there it was. "I'm going to go answer it."

"Your phone is on the table right in front of you. Therefore you're going to tell me why I wasn't told."

"It skipped our minds?" Bella offered feebly, cringing into the sofa cushions when Hermione glared at her.

"Skipped your minds? How can someone, who is close to this family and missing be off your minds and forgotten about?" Her voice was getting shrill, her eyes alight with a fire they presumed was commonly seen during the war and her hair was crackling with magic.

"You'd just appeared in our lives again. And how is this any different from when you just cut us out?" Bella questioned, a small amount of protest filling her bones.

"How is this different? I'll tell you how. I'm a witch who was in the middle of a battle, fighting for her lives where people's families were being targeted and killed for no other reason than to break people." Charlie frowned at his daughter. "If that is how you would've preferred life to go for you then let me apologise, maybe next time I get in a life or death battle, i'll let you die!" Hermione's voice ended in a shout and she rubbed her forehead. "I apologise, I think i'm going to lay down for a nap and a rest before I get started on dinner."

"No need Mione," Charlie called before she could make it up the stairs. "Sue is making her way round for dinner and Bella is heading to the Cullen's." He shot his daughter a look.

"I was hoping I could take you and get you to meet them." Bella added, trying to fight the guilt that was consuming her.

"Fine with me." Hermione added before storming up the stairs and slamming her bedroom door.

"I am so disappointed in you."

"Dad-"

"No, don't dad me. You know what she went through and you know how much it hurt her to stop talking to us. Jacob was a good friend to her when she was here, almost her best friend and you knew how worried she'd be when she found out he was missing." He took a sip of his beer and turned back to the tele. "We're both in the wrong for forgetting and not warning her but you're in the wrong for pouring gasoline on the fire."

Hey guys!

Mum, I've already eaten (not too much but I've eaten) and I've arrived safely. I didn't experience a nightmare last night but that was probably because I was so tired. If they occur frequently, I'll talk to someone. The scars, they're something that is going to take time but I can do it.

Harry, Ron, it's hard, waking up and not having to worry about you all the time (even though I still worry regardless of we're all being safe). Don't eat too much and make sure you study for Auror training because I will not be pressuring you this time.

Ginny, I may have to require your services for fashion soon. I'm thinking of getting myself a motorcycle (always wanted one, calm down mum! Yes dad, I'll tell you all about it) and so I'm going to need an accompanying wardrobe, right?

I miss you all. I love you all. I'll speak next week, but please, let me know how everyone is?

Hermione

Bella knocked on the door tentatively. She hadn't spoken to Hermione since their tiff in the living room and she was worried that if allowed to stew on it, Hermione would be madder than before. "Hermione, you awake?" The door opened a second later to find a warm faced Hermione, smiling at her. "You okay?"

"I sure am," she replied, grabbing a purple beaded bag and attaching it to her wrist. She patted her pockets and nodded, walking into the hall and down the stairs. "I'm ready to go if you are." Bella blinked slowly, trying to get used to the idea and vision of a calm Hermione.

"Yeah, I'm ready."

The letter arrived via floo, everyone knowing that she couldn't put an owl through the journey. Though they had floo access to her, they had agreed to leave her be, her nightmares being triggered more often than not by seeing Harry or Ron – she loved them dearly but going through a war and being tortured with them there really wasn't good for the mental state.

"Mum!" Ginny called, picking the letter up and walking into the kitchen where the whole family – with Harry – were sitting down for breakfast. "There's a letter for you!" Molly shuffled over, wiping her hands on her apron before taking the parchment and turning to sit down and eat. Flipping it open, she smiled with delight and read the letter. "Who's it from? Obviously someone who calls you mum," she added, indicating to the envelope where Mum was written in a delicate scrawl.

"Just Hermione checking in," Molly offered before passing the parchment to her daughter for her to read, Harry and Ron reading over her shoulder. "I can't believe that girl is going to get herself a motorcycle, we'll have to talk her out of it." Fred snorted, elbowing his twin.

"I can believe it. That girl would be hot on one of them."

"Fred!" Molly scolded, hitting him over the head with her tea towel.

"I'm not going to apologise, half of us were thinking it," he replied, looking pointedly at his twin, Charlie and Ron. "And let her have one. Bout time she had an adventure in her life that she can actually enjoy."

"Since when did she call you mum?" Ginny asked.

The car journey was quiet, the only noise being Hermione hum along with the songs on the radio and Bella taking deep breaths to calm herself down. She wasn't overly worried, she just really wanted Hermione to like Edward, knowing that if she didn't then her whole life would be awkward because now that Hermione was back, she wasn't going to be letting her leave.

They pulled up a few minutes later, parking the battered truck next to a shiny Volvo which Hermione eyed appreciatively. "Why can't you get a ride like that Bells? Safer than this heap of junk; prettier too," Hermione grumbled, jumping out of her side and slamming the door shut, following her cousin up the stairs to the front door. Hermione whistled lowly. "Sheesh, are you marrying him for his looks or his money?" Bella shot her a look which she responded to with a wink, letting her know it was only in jest.

"Bella, hello dear," a motherly looking woman said, appearing in the open door and hugged said girl. She opened the door wide and the two walked into the front room. "You must be Hermione, it is a pleasure to meet you," she said sweetly, moving to stand by Carlisle so to not overwhelm the girl who was staring at the whole family with wide eyes.

"Hey sweetie," Edward called, jogging down the stairs and walking over to peck her on the cheek. "Hullo Hermione, i'm Edward," he proceeded to introduce everyone. "That is Alice, Jasper, Rosalie and Emmett and my mother Esme along with my father Carlisle."

"Hello!" They all greeted, offering a wave when their names were said. All eyes turned to Hermione, waiting for her to respond from her comatose state. She blinked slowly and opened her mouth.

"Vampires."

Ha! I lied, the actual confrontation is next chapter – forgot I had this one - anyway, i'm finding uploading these chapters really off-putting at the moment because i've literally just finished writing the imprinting scene and now i'm uploading this and it's giving me a complex, hahah - let me know what you thought of this though, see you on Friday!