A/N: If you don't like the characters or plot, then don't read. This is slightly AU as fair as Lana and their ancestry and stuff like that. But the main premise will not change.

DISCLAIMER: I only own my OC, nothing else.

WORD COUNT: 1, 054

Chapter 11

The Sister Blood.

Something had been niggling in Lana's mind for a while as she hungrily devoured the culinary masterpiece that the friendly vampires had created and despite her worries, the food was freaking amazing!

But that wasn't what she was thinking.

It was something Alice had commented on when she had hugged her. 'Oh wow, you two smell so different!'

"Hey, Alice," Lana looked up to the pixie-haired Cullen who hummed as her golden eyes flicked to the human teenager, "what did you mean when you said that Bella and I smell so different?" She asked, dark eyebrows furrowing as she stared at Alice with curious hazel eyes.

Esme suddenly looked a little sheepish and embarrassed and if blood could circulate through her veins, she'd be bright red.

"Oh, I just meant that you two have very different scents. Normally, siblings have very similar scents; and by scent I mean blood." Alice answered nonchalantly as Lana stiffened slightly.

"We don't mean anything malicious about it, Lana. It's alright, I know you must be on edge." Carlisle sympathised, watching the fifteen-year-old sadly. She should never have been brought into this, young as she is.

She'll be a target.

"What Alice is trying to say is that you smell vastly different to your sister. Your sister has a very unique scent that would make most vampires incredibly thirsty, but you, your scent, cancels hers out. It's a very pleasant scent that doesn't carry that burning hunger that we feel. Like when Alice mentioned Bella's blood, your scent became thicker, it permeated the air and now we can't smell Bella." Esme gently explained.

"It's like your blood takes on the same properties as your personality." Jasper's southern twang rumbled through the room, turning all eyes on him and he had visibly relaxed as he wasn't tempted by Bella's blood and now he could shift his attention off from constantly having to focus off from his habits, "you're constantly having to be the protector for your sister and your blood does the same, it hides Bella's scent from detection and it's kept her safe this long."

"It obviously didn't work from detection, since she's here." Lana murmured and Jasper could feel her overwhelming sense of regret, so he focused on her and slowly took it away, piece by piece.

"It's not your fault, sweetheart. You can't tell your blood or your scent what to do, it's sort of works on emotion and we'd never hurt Bella, you have our promise on that." Esme gently spoke, smiling softly at the teen.

"I mean, no offence, but I can't really relax when I don't know what you guys are capable of. . I mean, I'm sure you're nice and kind people, but I can't get over the fact that you're vampires. I'm not my sister. I can't just blindly accept something because I like a boy. I'm sorry, but that's not me." Lana explained, gently pushing away the empty plate. "Thank you for lunch, you're incredibly good cooks for people that don't eat."

"You're very welcome." Esme and Carlisle answered with warm smiles on their faces.

'I bet Bella thinks they're saints.' Lana thought to herself, 'though I can't deny they are nice and they can cook a mean Italian dish.' She looked over to Jasper and bared her wrist to him, "sniff as much as you can in. I think it might help when Bella comes back in." She answered with a soft smile and Jasper nodded, leaning forward, making sure not to make contact with her skin, despite feeling the warmth of her temperature across his undead features and he took her scent in deep, keeping it stored in the back of his nostrils so he didn't feel the burn when he meets Bella again.

"Thank you, Lana."

"'Welcome and it was. . .pleasant to meet all of you. See you guys around." Lana stood before she grabbed her things and tugged her jacket around herself tighter.

"A-are you leaving?" Alice asked as Lana nodded, "but what about Edward and Bella?"

"They can survive without me in their bubble of love. I'll catch a ride home." Lana smiled, digging her phone out of her pocket before she waved at the Cullen family.

"Rosalie, please escort Lana outside." Esme ordered the angry blonde gently, before Rosalie opened her mouth, Esme gave her a stern motherly glare, which quietened any fight Rosalie had in her.

"Come on." Rosalie growled before she click-clacked her way to the front of the house and Lana shortly followed. "I don't care if your sister says that she'll keep our secret, I don't trust her." Rosalie opened the door for Lana, but the younger girl stood her ground.

"Look, Bells likes Edward, as much as I hate that, I can't stop her from doing something she wants."

"Even if she comes to you one day and says she wants to be one of us." Rosalie snarled, thinking Lana would also want to join the immortal life.

"No, that's when I step in, not as a sister, but as an obstacle and I can tell you right now; she won't ever be doing that, because I'd rather die, than let her be one of you." Lana growled, stomping out of the house and she took the steps quickly before she started walking away without looking back, dialling Jacob's number for him to come pick her up if he could. "Hey, Jakey! Do you think you could come pick me up? I kinda don't have my bike?" Lana's laughter echoed through the woods as both teens joked and talked.

For the first time that day, Rosalie smiled gently, "I like you, kid."