Bella's hunt for parts had taken much longer than she had expected. Charlie had surprised her with an old Chevy and a well-equipped garage to work in. All she needed were parts, and that required an overnight stay in Seattle. It wasn't so bad, as she had a suite at the Four Seasons, hopefully, a good's night rest and an uneventful trip back to Forks. "That will be thirty-nine hundred dollars." The boy in front of her seemed to be thinking hard about something. He bit his lip, gawking at her as she put her purchases in the back of her Ford F150. "I could give you a discount if…"

"You could, but I wouldn't advice it." Her cold stare had him swallowing whatever insulting retort he planned on uttering. Bella quickly counted out the cash and took her receipt. She got into her truck and slammed the door shut, peeling out of the yard. To the boy left behind in the haze of dust, it all seemed to happen at the same time.

She'd made it to Sequim when the low fuel light came on. She pulled into the gas station and absentmindedly went about her business. "Hey." Bella looked up at the voice and grit her teeth. So much for the uneventful trip home. "Any chance you are headed to Port Angeles?" He asked with a smile she was sure was supposed to be disarming.

She sighed heavily. "Honestly, I wish I had the energy to play this game with you, but lucky for you, I don't. I smell exceptionally great, so it will stand to reason you will try your luck. What you do next after I lay it out is what will separate you from your peers who have died by these hands. You are a vampire..." The vampire in question opened his mouth but got no further. "Don't try to deny it. I am not human. You pay a little more attention, and you will be able to spot the difference. You can still try your luck, but I guarantee it, it will be the last thing you do. Your venom will hurt a little, but it won't kill me, but what flows through my veins will rip you apart from the insides." Bella placed the gas nozzle back in its holder and turned to face the vampire. "Your move." She smirked. Without waiting for the vampire to decide, she headed in to pay for her purchase. He'd be long gone by the time she made it back out. Of course, she had no idea what her blood would do to a vampire, she suspected nothing. It would taste sweet, but doubted it would soothe the burn or satiate their anger. It did help that they had no idea what she was and therefore could not dispute her words.

"Where are you going?" Alice asked in a singsong voice. Then again, her voice had always held that singsong quality to it.

"Nowhere," Rose responded with a nonchalant shrug that Alice didn't buy.

"Wouldn't happen to be going to the chiefs' to meet his little girl, would you?"

"I doubt she is little," Rose responded with an eye roll. "You don't build a state-of-the-art garage for a little girl." Rosalie had spent the last two weeks eagerly and happily helping Charlie build a garage for his daughter. According to Charlie, Bella had decided to spend time with him before looking for a job.

"I will admit I am looking forward to meeting this daughter," Jasper murmured, looking up from the chess game he was playing with Carlisle.

"Here we go again." Irina groaned. "Darling, I am becoming very concerned with your obsession regarding the chief of police." Irina's tone held a teasing lilt, but she was concerned about Jasper's insistence that the Charles Swan was not entirely human, if at all.

"Becoming? I'm already concerned." Emmett quipped. "Have you forgotten the weeks he spent stalking the chief?" Emmett chuckled.

"I told you so will be uttered by me in no time," Jasper said as he made another move on the chessboard.

"Uh-huh, I'm out of here." Rosalie turned on her heel and disappeared out the door.

"I'm coming." Alice was quickly behind her."

"Me too." Victoria followed.

Rosalie growled as her car door opened before she'd started the engine. "Cannot believe I forgot to lock the damn doors." She murmured as her foot slammed on the gas pedal.

Charlie Swan's home was just as isolated as the Cullens. Unless you knew where you were going, you'd drive past the turnoff that led to his home. Rose didn't get much of a chance to put her foot down. A mile and a half from the Cullen's, she turned into a dirt road. The path was several miles long before Charlie's house came into view. She pulled up in the driveway to find Charlie outside with a cup of coffee in his hand. The man was never without his coffee. They got out of the car to the sound of a grinder tearing through metal.

"Good afternoon, Charlie." She smiled at him.

"Hello, Rose." Charlie moved from the porch to greet them. "Alice, Victoria, how are you three?"

"Great, Charlie, looking forward to meeting your daughter." Alice chirped, her eyes darting to the entrance of the garage.

"I thought as much." He chuckled as he walked towards the garage.

With a grinder in hand, taking the bed off an old Chevy pickup was Bella Swan. She stopped at the sound of footsteps getting closer to the garage. She looked up just in time to see three vampires with her father. 'Please, God, let at least one of them be single.' Was the first thought that went through her mind at the sight of the golden-eyed vampires. Bella was used to the beauty of vampires; of course, she held the same appeal they did with the unfortunate bonus of smelling rather appealing. In fact, she attracted attention from vampires more often than she would like. She intrigued them, those that paid attention could see she wasn't quite human. Although, they could never place exactly what she was. She had yet to meet a vampire who didn't want to drain or think they could turn her into a vampire for various reasons. Most were wise enough to leave her be, but few had died thinking she could easily be taken. Except, Charlie sang the praises of the Cullens; even though he would not tell them what he was, he still trusted them.

The red and raven-haired were what she was used to, but the blonde was something entirely different.

"Hey." She greeted with a smile. She was working very hard not to leer at any of them. She really couldn't help but stare, the ache she'd been feeling for the last few weeks just turned into a roar. She needed to get laid and soon. It had been too long, and with what was in front of her, she was reminded in the worst way possible. She never met any female of any species she'd wanted as much as she wanted these three.

Of course, what she didn't know was that the three in front of her felt the same.

"Bella, this is Rose, Alice, and Victoria. Rose was the one who helped me with your workshop."

"Oh right, thank you so much... this was an incredibly wonderful surprise."

Rose stared at Charlie, Bella, then back at Charlie. She wondered how she hadn't noticed the obvious all that time. Turns out Jasper was right. "You are welcome, but in truth, it was something I enjoyed doing."

"Well, I need to get to work. I will see you girls later." He chuckled as he walked away. If his suspicion about the three was right, Bella was in trouble.

"A Chevy, uh." Rose teased.

"Yeah, Charlie got it for me. Thought it would present a challenge." Bella ran her hands over the rusted truck bed.

"It looks like it." Rose moved closer to inspect the work Bella had done so far. She had the truck down to the bare bones. Alice and Victoria inspected the artwork on the wall. It was drawings of what Bella intended the Chevy to look like.

"Did you draw these?" Victoria asked.

"Yes, drawing is my other love. I'm okay with painting. So far I haven't found anyone more competent than I am to teach me."

"Now, you have." Victoria purred as she stared at Bella. She nodded in response, that stare had rendered her speechless. It was as though she was prey caught in a predator's trap. There was an animalistic grace to Victoria that made her very dangerous, but it was obvious she was looking to maul Bella in ways her body wholeheartedly approved.

As she looked around, she realized they all wanted her, Bella didn't know whether to cry or laugh. 'God, I am in trouble.'

"I could do with a break." The garage seemed stifling all of a sudden.

They found themselves in the kitchen. Of course, they declined all offers of drink and food. Alice had spent a great deal of time in the hallway, looking at her baby pictures. As much as Bella could murder a beer, she needed a clear head with Victoria, who had made it her mission to let Bella know how much she wanted to get her naked.

"Do you have a girlfriend or... boyfriend." The boyfriend was very much an afterthought.

"No, no, girlfriend." She was very much a player in college, and since college, she had been busy getting on with other things and hadn't had much time to entertain the ladies.

"So you are available... free to play the field." Victoria purred as she ran her finger down Bella's arm.

"Vic, enough," Rose whispered.

"Stop acting like a bitch in heat," Alice added as Victoria glared at her.

"Unless Bella here complains, you two can shut it," Victoria grumbled, glaring at the other two. It wasn't as though they did not want Bella too. Bella couldn't help the chuckle that left her. Victoria was practically on her lap at this point. "You must come to the house at some point, we have a hot tub." Still running that finger up and down the length of Bella's arm.

"Yeah, sure... sounds like fun." She whispered.

"Charlie mentioned you were looking for a job," Rosalie interjected, hoping to curtail Victoria, even if only a little.

"Not really; now that I have the garage, I doubt I could pull myself away long enough to work elsewhere." Rosalie nodded in understanding. It was apparent the Swans weren't lacking financially. Charlie had spent a great deal of money outfitting the garage.

A couple of hours later, she was on her own in the kitchen with a beer in hand when Charlie walked in. "Still alive, I see." He teased.

"Just about." She sighed. "There is a hot tub with my name on it. I have been roped into shopping. How I'm still trying to figure out. Victoria, I'm pretty sure she wants to do things to me, I'm sure are illegal on every continent. Rose is as cool as a cucumber, but... I don't know she's a mystery that one." She looked up at her father. "And a big part of me believes I'm connected to the three of them. I have been feeling a little lost since they left." Charlie joined her at the table.

"If my parents are anything to go by, it sounds to me like you have just met your mates." Bella's eyes widened in disbelief.

"What! Three of them?"

"This is you we are talking about. You know, the girl is incapable of being in a relationship because monogamy is just unnatural. Well, I'm sure three should keep you occupied." Charlie quipped. "I need to hunt." He stood up. "Call your grandpa, he might have more insight." He was gone before Bella could respond.

So, what is she like?" Esme was the first to ask.

"I believe Jasper might be right," Rosalie answered.

"I'm sorry, what?" Emmett dropped his controller giving the three his undivided attention.

"It's funny how I never noticed. I mean, I spent weeks with the man building that garage for Bella..." She shook her head in disbelief. "Charles Swan is no older than twenty-five if that or at least looks no older. Bella is twenty-one, and she looks it, could pass from seventeen to twenty-five depending on how she dresses."

"Are they not truly father and daughter?" Edward asked.

"Oh, they are. Same eye and hair color even down to the color spectrum. Those two are biologically related. If the chief shaved the hair covering his face, you would be looking at a man nowhere near old enough to have a daughter her age."

"Whatever they are, they don't age after a certain point... that much is clear," Victoria added.

"What do you mean?" Carlisle asked.

"There are pictures of Charlie and Bella from when she was a baby. Pictures of her growing up over the last two decades, so I'd say she is really the age she says."

"Charlie is a different story. There is a picture of Charlie from the 1850s. I took the picture out of the frame when I was looking at them, and the inscription on the back said 'Daguerreotype by Southworth & Hawes 1852.'"

"Wasn't that the famous photography studio in Massachusetts?" Tanya whispered.

"Yep, in that picture, he looked then as he does now. Him with the mustache and beard hiding his youthful face."

"So, Jazz, you were right." Victoria teased.

"Yeah, except we still have no idea what they are?" He moved away from his chessboard and joined Irina on the couch. "Anything you three would like to add?" He asked with a smile. He had felt it the minute they walked through the door, that feeling of completion you felt when you finally found your mate.

"We believe she might be our mate... as in all three of us." The smiles that broke out on everyone's face had the three smiling as well.

In truth, everyone had been worried about the three finding mates, not because they had no one, but because they had each other. Their bond to each other rivaled that of a mating bond. What would happen to the dynamic of their relationship if one found a mate who didn't understand the relationship the three had? It never once crossed their mind that the solution was rather simple. The three would be mated to one person. It would be a lie if none said the idea of one finding a mate and distancing themselves from the other two hadn't worried them. Those three were too close to be separated from each other. No one wanted to see the devastating results of such a separation.

"It makes perfect sense that you three should share a mate," Eleazar said, his smile still in place.

"It does," Alice murmured. "She was rather receptive to us." She added.

"And we wouldn't have known that without my flirting," Victoria said proudly.

"Is that what you call it. You were ready to rip her clothes off." Rose teased.

"Nothing wrong with that," Emmett interjected, earning an eye roll from Kate.

"He's your mate." Tanya laughed as her sister looked ready to strangle him.

"She didn't look like she'd mind that at all." Alice smiled at the idea.

"Dips on calling on her first," Victoria shouted.

"You can be such a child sometimes." Emmett groaned. Coming from him, that was saying a lot.

The three were eager to know more about their mate, and they would waste no time doing so.