Chapter 3 – Talks with Dad, and a Lawyer.

[2nd – 12th of January]

There were a lot of things that stuck with her after a dream like this, but for the most part, the laughter of joy stuck with her the most. What else was there to scrutinise other than there is quite a lot more to being a vampire or a hybrid of three different breeds than what Edward had told her back when she first figured it out.

There was a lot more to it!

Without thinking about it, Bella just shrugged it off and it was a lot easier than what she would have done it just a couple of months ago and went downstairs to make her and her father some breakfast.

When they were about to eat, her father asked her some deep questions she never in the million years would have thought him to ask, and maybe she didn't know her family as well as she thought she had.

Bella wondered if her father had figured something out, and why he hadn't so before in her last time if that even were the case. So, she started to listen to him without judgement – at least for now.

"You look like you are contemplating something Bells?" Charlie addressed his daughter kindly because there was a lot to their own family that she didn't know and many of them will maybe shock her though hopefully, things will soon become clearer for them all. "The thing is you seem happier than what you did at the airport, happier than I've ever seen you."

Many things could be said about her, but she wasn't a fool even if her actions in her last life would suggest it – and having her father with her instead of against her will be a boon she couldn't overlook, so, she decided to be honest about things in her life from now on.

In the end, things couldn't get worse right?

After she finished eating a bight out of her breakfast thinking about what kind of answer she could give him, before she said, "I am happier, going back in time should do so to anyone – it sets things in perspective, that I should definitely change up my style and room." Hopefully, she hoped that he will get the reference and that what she said was the truth.

Bella knew that this was going to be important with the way Charlie looked at her, with a knowing glint in his eyes that made her a bit more curious over everything that had happened in our family because now it was clearly family-oriented.

"Where and when in time do you come from?" Charlie inquired of his daughter, after all, he had heard some stories in his life as the police chief. "I know there is more to it than that, you are confident in yourself, your wants and you carry yourself with quiet confidence you haven't had before."

"How can you believe me?" asked Bella instead of answering his question, but there were a lot of unsaid things between them, and she wanted to know what it could be.

"I know that it seems unreal that I do, but through my time as police chief, I've seen things! Things that only pertain to myths and legends, our own family has a couple of myths surrounding us. I will tell you more when I finish work, and even show you the attic. You can change your room whichever way you want to – the only reason it stayed the same is that I didn't know what you wanted to do with it. You are seventeen, soon you are eighteen, and I know that you have your own style." Charlie told her with a smile, and it melted his heart to see his daughter smile because of something he said. It was true, and there was more to it all than just her age, she carried herself like she had experienced something that had matured her beyond everything that has been said. "Thanks for breakfast!" he said in thanks, and kissed her on her forehead, before going out to his car for another day at work.

Where are things going to be this different if she had shown herself as confident back in the past? She also wondered how different it will be meeting the Cullen's for the first time knowing what they are, and it is interesting to see how everything will become after she had heard everything her father had to say about it.

Before all of this, her first time through it she had been so indifferent to everything around her, she had been so disappointed because of the weather that she had forgotten the important thing – being with her father like she had never had the opportunity to before.

There was also the quite mysterious attic that she hadn't even noticed before, she hadn't even known about the attic and that there was the attic even – maybe it had something to do with how everything was so much clearer and sweeter than it had been to live? It had to be something in that span of time that made everything different but truer to the people around her, and this time she had to make a promise to herself that she would try to mend her relationship with her father.

After all, it's the least that he deserves from her as his daughter!

With everything finished and cleaned up she tried to use her newfound speed, and damn, it will take time to get used to it! So, now standing in the doorway to her small but spacious bedroom she could see that the wall colour needed to change, and the pictures needed an update though she knew that she wanted to save every one of her childhood drawings to have something to look back on in the years to come. The only thing she saw that she wanted to have, to truly have were the small lights, and she knew with things she was beginning to remember of feelings of different colours that she was starting to prefer darker colours to lighter ones. Still green was her favourite colour, together with black, purple, and dark red.

There was nothing else that she wanted to keep, and it was also interesting to make her way through her closet and to find something to wear because what she found disappointed her incredibly, the only thing she wanted to keep was some sweatshirts and pants for when she wanted to stay home and read, and some band t-shirts and a pair of dark skinny jeans that she wasn't even aware that she owned. The rest of her clothes would go to goodwill after she had gone to Port Angeles, to see to everything that she would need for a complete makeover.

After all, it wouldn't be the Bella of the past that would go to her first day of high school but a new and improved Isabella Swan – that couldn't care less for the Cullen's, at least Edward and the people of Forks High. Even though she wanted to find one or two good friends that wouldn't care either way if she wanted to date or just be herself in the grand scheme of things.

The only break in all her planning came when she got a phone call she had been waiting for, it was a lawyer that wanted her to come and meet him two days from now in Port Angeles, she agreed though the only snag was that she hadn't gotten a car yet, so, she needed to take the bus, or her father had to drive her. So, she decided to take her planned trip to the small city then instead of tomorrow.

After the call, she began to make them dinner, something easy and quick that she didn't need to think about so incredibly much, and she could plan how to lay it on to her father so that she could go into the city.

-TWILIGHT-

With everything that had been going on it was easy to go back to making dinner for them both, and it was something she would be doing for quite some time if she had anything to say about it! After all, Charlie needed to eat healthier and not eat out of take-out boxes and pizza – this was clearly the mother in her, and the clear way to know that her personality was clearly subtly changing to fit her older self. It would mean that the people who knew her before would not know what hit them, and they should just go along for the ride but like her for who she was going to be.

They greeted one another like usual, making small-talk and making it seem very grown up in a way that even surprised her father.

"You have changed more than I would have thought in just a couple of hours, so whatever happened is huge, but I want you to know that I will support you, however, I can!" Charlie promised her with a smile and took another bite out of the dinner his daughter had made for them.

"Thank you, dad!" Bella whispered, touched over having his support in everything that would sooner or later come forward as they would have quite the talk. After they had eaten and cleaned up, they walked out to the living room with a quiet sense of things changing between them and a new sense of life and freedom. "There is something I wonder about, why the attic? What kind of family story haven't I heard yet?" she asked her father with a contemplating look on the future story she would be made known.

"Then I have some questions of my own, when, and where in time did you come from? and who did you clearly meet in your dream?" Charlie counterattacked the questions with his own.

"If I have the data correctly in my mind, I went back from the day – the deranged idiot dumped me in the middle of the woods, ca. 21st of September, so, half a year or so in the future," Isabella told her father vindictively over the whole breakup that could have been done a lot safer than in the woods. It was like Edward was afraid of doing it the normal way, but it hadn't happened to her yet and it wouldn't if she had anything to do with it! "I met an older version of myself, what can I tell… a previous reincarnated version of myself if I can say so." she told him seriously, "so, throughout the weeks I will subtly change, and remember things from her life."

"Who the heck did that to you?" Charlie exclaimed before going back to his daughters' questions. "There are many things that you need to know about your family, we have a much more subtle supernatural element, nothing like Cullen's and the Quileute tribe. It's a family secret, and by now you should know that there are many things between heaven and earth, also remember now that you know of those two supernatural elements that many more elements like this should be real."

Hearing this from her father made it more real, and now she understood the whole thing and the whole world became just the more dangerous.

"We as a family have always had one or two passive abilities, I have the ability to feel the intentions of people and tell if someone tells a lie. My mother had the ability to read surface thoughts, my father never told me what his ability was, but it was big enough not to even talk about." "There is more, but you can look through the attic to find diaries of people in our family and read about our family history," Charlie told his daughter; it would be easier for her to read their family legacy than if he should tell it because for everyone that isn't this family. "It wasn't that long into the future you came from, so, who broke up with you in the woods? and what will you do now? and are you something else now that you will remember the past?" inquired Charlie softly.

Isabella thought about everything that was being told by her father, everything there was to know became a topic to learn more about, and she couldn't wait to go into the attic. "It was Edward Cullen, even now it hurts but I can clearly see where our relationship went wrong and that I was more infuriated by him than anything else." She began to explain to her father what happened to her. "The changes are already happening, I'm a kind of hybrid of Traditional, Cold One and human – so, you can understand what kind of changes that will come my way. I have a meeting with a lawyer in two days because of who I was in the past, and that makes a difference to things because there are things I need to accept. I will do my best to live, and in the end, be myself more than I was when I was together with Edward."

"That's great, so, you need a ride to Port Angeles?" Charlie asked with a smile, "nevertheless, will you need to drink blood, and how will sunlight affect you? Who were you in the past if I may ask you?" It was interesting to finally have someone that could answer some of his questions without getting into a couple of problems.

"Sunlight won't do anything for me, that is one of the good things about being a hybrid. I will need to drink blood once or twice a week, and I don't need to kill anyone to do it but can make them forget that I have ever been getting the blood." Isabella started answering questions that her father had asked. "My name in the past was Izabella Marie Svon-Kutzentsov and my age where over 2000-year-old when I chose to be reborn again." "I also need a ride up to the city."

With this said, and done Bella knew that this time around that she would trust her instinct to stay away from Edward and Alice, which she knew was to be true. "Yes, I will need a ride," Bella said smiling at her father because of everything that he had done for her, and this time she would at least hear him out.

"Are there more to tell me about? and What do you think you will get from the lawyer?" Charlie asked his daughter, before taking out a key and handing it to her as it was the key to the attic. "Here are the keys to the attic, and a couple of chests that lay there."

"Thanks!" Bella said gratefully and took the keys from his hands while she needed to think about what she wanted to tell her father. There were a lot of things she could tell him, but not enough time to do it. Also, she quite didn't know what to tell him about the lawyer even, because it was the unknown in the whole thing that made her nervous. "I won't get specific memories, but in my dream, she told me of people and what happened to her throughout her life. I think I will remember people clearer than any events that happened, remember the feelings I had about the people in my previous life if I see them again." Bella started her talking about what she thought about what she will soon remember. "I will have to begin to trust my instincts more than I have been in the past. My past self told me that I have to try and fail as she did and that I may have powers she didn't have or develop my own sense of doing things because after everything we are quite different from each other and it's alright to find my own way around things."

Saying this made it truer for her because knowing this and having said it is quite different than just thinking it – and there were a lot of other things that needed to be known by herself and even her father. She would be herself, though she will take the knowledge of being something that's quite not human from her past self and make it her own.

"I don't know what the lawyer would give me, but it will be monetary and maybe some properties that have been left me."

"That's good, Bells. I will drive you to his office and be there for you and see what you will get, then I want you to get your own car." Charlie told her with a thoughtful glint in his eyes, "even with all of this I want there to be some ground rules, that we will both agree to!"

Bella nodded at the last thing he said, and she would agree to it because now as she understood it things were different, and she felt like she understood her father's perspective on all this clearer than what she would have done in the past. "We can agree on some small rules." Was all that she could say about it, and it was the truth in whole of this and sometimes she wonders why her father in her past hadn't done it.

"Graduation, I don't care how long or short you will do it, but you will graduate, and I want you to have a higher education!" Charlie said, because it was unavoidable not to say something like this as a father, but especially knowing that your daughter takes advanced classes. "And that you come home by twelve, then we have an accord and if you go somewhere that you tell me about it before you go somewhere!"

Hearing the stipulation from her father made her smile, and it was something that she could do without a problem. It also was quite easy to do, and she agreed with it. "Okay, sounds promising and something I can do without any problems. I also want to have a higher education." Bella agreed softly with a glint in her eye, and she wonders what she would do in the end because she didn't know what she wanted to do in the future.

After this we went our separate things, there were a lot of things that she could do and then she decided to go up to the attic. It wasn't much, but she chose a couple of the earliest journals to start with and went back to her own room.

-TWILIGHT-

It had been a quiet drive into Port Angeles, after all, we didn't have much to say to one another that hadn't changed even with the changes that were happening to her. The roads were like the usual boring bland nature of the state, and she still thinks a little about how weird it is sitting in the police cruiser at seventeen and not having done anything illegal – still, it was kind of cool.

Jackson's Wiccan Attorney and Law office, for the special kind. Isabella had to roll her eyes at the long and unnecessary title, though, the place looked inconspicuously and outdated.

"Are you sure it's the right place?" asked Charlie because all he could see was that the place looked like it was on the verge of falling apart.

"Yep, I can feel that the place is surrounded by some kind of camouflage." She told her father, though, she still was unsure over why it was like that. Even then, they started to walk into the building and the whole room changed for them both as they came into a spacious room that looked bigger than it should be.

"I'm meeting a Mr Jackson Jarvis," Isabella said quietly to the receptionist sitting behind the desk, though, she did it quietly even when they were the only ones in the room as it was like a ghostly scene.

"Okay, down the hall, and you can wait until you are called." Said the receptionist blandly wondering silently if things were about to get a little bit more exciting in the blaringly boring world of the supernatural, though, she didn't hold out any hope of it happening anytime soon.

"Welcome, you have to be Isabella Marie Swan?" a small but well-dressed man greeted them, as they waited on what would be an easy meeting, but an enlightening one too.

"Yeah, that's me!" Isabella nodded, and they followed him into his office with trepidation and wonder. There was something about him that made her be on guard, nothing serious but it made her curious about what was about to happen.

"Here is the thing, as you know there are a lot of supernatural beings out there in the world and a lot of it remains unexplored, why, because no one really wants to believe that there's a lot of different creations out there. We here are chartering to every one of them out there in the world at large and let me tell you – you are one of a kind and you are so alike your predecessor." The man told them with a serious look on his face, though, the smile reminded the same.

They nodded because they already knew that was the truth, and even then, Isabella knew that she looked the same as she had done back then though a little more grown-up.

"We offer things like Identity and renewal of diplomas, and if needed tell you about what you will need to keep practising if there is something extra that would be needed."

To them, it sounded alright, and even correct because times always change if there is something new in the world, especially within medicine and another era of research.

"Your predecessor was a little bit of an information geek – loved doing research for us. I know you aren't the same as her, I can already tell that you will be a force to be reckoned with in the future when you have managed to live a little and found out who you are as a person. You are young and can do what you want."

Charlie nodded at this, it was true – his daughter was young compared to a life she had lived before and his own lifetime. "Daughter of mine you have time to figure everything out." He advised with a hand on her shoulder.

"Listen to you father, and one more piece of advice before I get down to what you really came here for." Jackson breathed with a small smile around his mouth, "Be careful of who you trust with your abilities."

"I know," Isabella said because she had heard that one piece of advice so many times in this new life she now was living, though, it was good to hear it again and again.

"Then let's get to what your previous self has left you," Jackson told her and took up some papers out of one of his drawers on his desk. "Here is your portfolio where everything is written down, the keys to different estates around the world, maps over everything and a couple of letters from people in your life and from yourself." He said and handed everything over to her. "You were quite the businesswoman, so, you have a lot." "Go to this bank, and hand them this – you will get your cards for the different accounts you have."

With that said, they said goodbye and they walked out with everything. Isabella was overwhelmed with everything that had been said, and the whole envelope that was handed to her – made her wonder how much she was worth now in monetary value.

-TWILIGHT-

As they walked out of the bank having completed everything, they had to do for her to have access to the money, and other things. They made their way towards the car dealership, and as she really wanted to have a car that would at least last a couple of years and something practical the choice was made easy for her because she wanted a new one.

One Toyota Camry, a practical car – hopefully.

After she had gotten the car deal done, and other small things they said goodbye to each other and with a promise to get back home before nine o'clock.

There weren't a lot of things she wanted to get, but she wanted to get the essential things like a great computer to do her homework and a new phone that was better than what she had now. Then she managed to get a couple of more things to her room, some light fixtures and some dark blue paint for the one wall in her room that she wanted to change. Even a couple of books that she wanted to read, after all, she was tired of reading the same book repeatedly. Pillows and covers for the bed were also some of the things she purchased after looking through everything that was on display in the different stores.

Nothing more could be said about anything else; she then made her way back home and it was weird having to use her newfound speed, but she got things done quicker. The wall and the lights were up, and everything was changed as she had wanted it including the safety features on her window.

Yep, she did it finally because it was still weird to have heard Edward say that he had watched her sleep, with her unknowing the whole time. What had she even found that romantic? It wasn't even consensual, if it had been then it would have been something else to have him watching her.

Why had she been so passive with him? Not that she hadn't known of her own faults in it all, because she knew that she was someone that shies away from conflicts, and wants to be alone, but that went too far. There had to be something wrong with the wholeness of that picture, and it made her wonder what it would be like to see them again after having met them before in another life.

It would be something else!

"Bells, wow. This is completely different, and I can say that this is more you, more grown-up." Charlie told her when he suddenly walked into her room knowing that it would be welcomed because the door was open as a window to have the freshly painted room breathe.

"Thanks, dad." Isabella smiled gratefully for her father's support in everything that had happened. Shaking her head out of all the weirdness that had happened, she sat down at her table to look through her files to see what she had and where she had homes, but also so that she could start reading the letters she had gotten from the people in her last life.

It was weird having to read things from people she hadn't known or seen in life, but it made her see that they weren't as different from one another as she had initially thought. Not like that mattered in the end because she sooner or later in this life would know them or see them.

Dear Sire

I don't know how many years it has been for you, but for us, it has been a couple of years since we have seen you.

…

There was a lot of information in that one letter, and she felt like they had been the best people she had known. There was much more, but it didn't need to be said at least right now. It was the letter from Marcus that was really something to be taken seriously because of what it said.

Much more than that didn't need to be written about, but already she could feel the familiar feelings of her past taking root and that was wonderful because they really had a meaningful relationship back then. It was also good to hear that his life had become so much better than it had been and that it keeps going in the right direction for him.

It also sounds like he is on the verge of leaving his group, and it is always fun to hear him lament the old fashion style of the people around him because she knows he is sneaking out into the world when no one knows and has quite the friends outside of his usual group – never saying family because the family wouldn't force someone to be in one place all the time.

There was also the fact that she didn't know him at all, in the end, she didn't after all. However, there was something great about getting to know people again anew and she knew at once that she would love the guy and become friends with him again. It was clear that we would have a bond as friends and that he was different from whatever Edward had told her about them. Even if that weren't much.

The rest of her days before she started school was spent preparing for what would meet her there, and who she wanted to meet first because, in the end, she would be a part of their family – even if that family would splinter because of the changes, she would bring them, or they could even become stronger together.

Something must give out in that family; it isn't healthy to only go to high school and not discover the world that is just her side of the story because she herself would never have allowed herself to go through high school again and again.

AN:

I'm struggling quite a lot about how I will write her first meeting with Cullen should be, who should she meet first? How should I do it? Need some ideas! Some pointers, on how I should do it right.