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"Uh…I have a…um…a gift?" It came out as a question. Crap, I thought.

I tried again. "What I mean to say is my gift is healing. I can heal." It's better I guess.

"How do you know?" asked Edward, staring at me intently.

"Well," I began. "I'm not positive, but my hands started glowing and-"

"Wait," he said, obviously overwhelmed. "Start from the beginning."

I took an unneeded deep breath before starting again. "When Alice and I were at the mall we went to Victoria's Secret. And someone was there who wasn't supposed to be. So I had to close my door, because he was staring. Well, while Alice was blocking me, I closed the door, and she started distracting him. When I was changing into my clothes, my hands started glowing. I was thoroughly weirded out by then, so I started shaking my hands, trying to be rid of it. Well, do you remember the scars on my knees and hands?" I showed him my knees and palms for proof.

"They're gone," he said in a bewildered whisper.

"Yeah. And the ones on my head, neck, chest, and face from James are too."

Every single one of them was wowed. Or in shock. One of the two, I'm sure.

Rosalie PoV:

She is so lucky.

I know, replied Alice.

Shut-up. I said jokingly. You have a gift too.

Yeah, but mine comes with excruciating pain. Her's doesn't.

How do you know?

Well, she didn't scream or come out of the room sweating.

I guess. Can we ask, or will it be considered rude?

Bella's thoughtful voice swarmed my head now. It startled me. I forgot we could talk to her mentally, now.

No, she said calmly. It's not rude.

Oh, I replied with a sheepish smile. I was just wondering.

Well, to answer your question, it doesn't hurt. It just freaked me out a little.

Oh, I repeated. Thanks.

She just nodded her head, and smiled.

Carlisle's PoV:

Maybe she could help me at the hospital, when she's practiced enough. Oh, that reminds me!

"Okay," said Carlisle. "Now that you're unpacked and we figured out the tricky part, you should probably hunt."

Bella's PoV:

As soon as he said that, I realized my throat. It was tingling and burning all the way up to my mouth.

"Good idea," said Esme. "You get ready, we'll be downstairs. Girls, Emmett, Jasper, Carlisle, shall we?"

Oh great. What do I wear? I've never been hunting before!

Edward chuckled and said, "Come on. I'll get you something."

He went to the closet and stepped in and over to his side of the closet. He picked out a blue tee shirt and a pair of jeans from my side.

"These," he motioned to the clothes, "will be fine."

You won't. Trust me. I looked in Alice's mind."

Then he turned around respectfully, and let me change. When I was done, he turned around and said, "Shall we?"

I took his arm, and we were downstairs in a second. Alice and Rosalie were putting on tennis shoes, when I realized I didn't have any on. I turned around to go get the new ones, I'd bought, but Edward stopped me, and told me he would get them.

He was back in an instant with the new silver and green Nike shocks.

"Thanks," I said already done tying the first shoe. By the time I was done tying the second, the girls were at the door, waiting. I hopped up to kiss Edward, and joined them.

"Who's car are we taking?" I asked.

"Yours," said Rosalie simply.

"We can't take my truck! Are you kidding me?"

Alice cut in. "Not your truck silly. It's too noisy amongst other problems, and it won't hold all of us anyways. We mean your new car. It's another part of your surprise! Oops! I guess it's not a surprise anymore…"

Edward growled from across the room. "Really guys, I can't take this! It's too much! You all spoil me!"

But when they pushed me out the door, sitting in the driveway, was my new car. It was a BMW 325 I.

"Oh my gosh," I said.

"You like it?" asked Alice.

"I LOVE IT! But I can't take it."

"You have to," Rosalie interjected. "We put it in your name." She winked at me getting in the passenger's side.

Alice threw me the keys from the backseat window. "Are you getting in? Or am I driving?"

I quickly got in and started it. It purred like a kitty.

"Can I name it?" I asked.

"Sure," laughed Alice. "What's the name?"

"Kitten. It purrs like one."

Then we all laughed, and I pulled out.

"Well, ladies. Where to?"

PLEASE READ THIS! IMPORTANT!Okay. Well I got this sorta, no wait, really rude email criticizing my writing. Well she said she doesn't like the point of view changes, she thinks the Mike scenario was lame, and she doesn't think there are enough problems. And as I sat there, reading, I was wondering if all of my readers were thinking this. DO YOU THINK THAT? Well, please give me some feedback. And just know that there WILL be some problems in the future chapters. So, please REVIEW after you read this. Thanks.