Rosalie POV

"No, no, no, this isn't supposed to happen," I heard Alice's frantic voice say. This wouldn't be the first time she had said something like this. The last time had to do with some shoes she wanted that had sold out. "Rosalie," she screeched flying down the stairs.

This caught my attention. I had never heard her in such a panic before. Carlisle and Esme moved into the living room with me while Emmett and Jasper dropped their controllers. They were all equally curious and concerned by whatever Alice had seen.

"Port Angeles," she said when she got to me. "You need to get to Port Angeles now. Bella—"

That was all I needed to hear. I took off running. It was faster for me to run than drive.

I got to Port Angeles in about a minute. Now all I had to do was find Bella. That's when I smelled it. It hit me like a truck. Human blood, a lot of human blood.

I ran to the source of the blood and found Bella on the ground. She looked terrified. Around her were half a dozen human males, all dead. That was the source of the blood I had smelled. Standing among the bodies was Edward. I didn't have to look at his face to know his eyes were red.

In the blink of an eye I was crouched down in front of Bella, ready to defend her. In a fight between me and Edward I would lose. I knew that. Not only was he faster than me but with his ability to read minds he would see every move I would make. I had no chance. But I would defend Bella until the end. With any luck Edward would snap out of his bloodlust and I would survive this.

I took a moment to check on Bella. I needed to know if she was hurt, and if she was hurt how bad it was. I glanced at her terrified face. Our eyes locked and something clicked in my brain. My life now revolved around this girl, around Bella. Nothing would be more important to me than her safety. I would do anything for her, be anything for her.

I had found my mate.

I couldn't dwell on these thoughts. I would have to process through them later. Right now I had to figure out how to get Bella and I out of this.

Edward moved closer to us. Any second he would attack and I needed to be prepared. He managed one step toward me. I growled at him, warning him to stop. He leapt at us but before he could make contact with me a familiar body flew through the air and crashed like thunder into Edward.

Jasper had arrived.

He wasn't the only one nearby. I felt movement to my left. I growled at whoever it was.

"Easy Rose," Emmett said holding his hands up. "It's just me."

"Emmett," I said straightening up. Emmett was no threat to me or my mate. "What are you doing here?"

"Alice sent us," he explained. "She had a vision of you of fighting Edward, and losing. Figured you needed back up." He looked in the direction of the woods that Jasper and Edward had flown into and shook his head. "I can't believe Edward."

"We need to get Bella out of here," I told him. At this moment I could care less about Edward. Jasper would deal with him.

I turned and pulled Bella off the ground and into my arms. "Wait," Bella protested. "My truck and I was supposed to pick up fudge for Charlie."

Bella was attacked by human filth and almost killed by a vampire and all she cares about is her crappy truck and chocolate. This girl had some strange priorities.

I glanced at Emmett and he nodded. I grabbed the keys from Bella's pocket and tossed them to Emmett. Bella looked like she wanted to protest but she said nothing. "Emmett will drive your truck back and pick up the chocolate," I informed her. I caught sight of a plastic bag, with a book on Quileute legends instead. I nodded toward the bag and Emmett grabbed it.

The growls from the woods were getting louder. "Sure will Bella." He glanced at the bodies surrounding us. "After I help Jasper and clean up this mess."

Emmett took off running into the woods where Jasper and Edward were fighting.

"Bella," I called getting my mate's attention. She looked at me. "We need to go. I need to get you checked out by Carlisle. Do you trust me to get you to my house?" She hesitated for half a minute before nodding.

I had never run with a human before. I didn't know the best way to carry her, the best way to make sure she was safe. I settled with carrying her bridal style. She tucked her head into my shoulder and I took off running.

I could hear Bella's moans of pain as we ran. I wasn't sure what was causing the pain. I could smell her blood but it had no affect on me. Mated pairs were unable to harm each other. Perhaps it was her hands that hurt? It didn't matter right now as there wasn't anything I could. The quicker I got home, the better off Bella would be.

Carlisle was standing at the front door when I got close to the house. Alice must have told him I was coming. "Carlisle," I called. I was at the edge of the woods, about a hundred feet from the door. "There's some blood, not a lot but…"

He nodded. "Esme went to the store," he informed me. "Alice opened up all the windows. She's confident she will be fine around the blood. Bring Bella inside."

I walked to the house, slower than a normal human. The living room was redone. The table was cleared except for the towels covering it. There were several of Carlisle's instruments all over the place. Carlisle prepared for the worst. I was relieved that what he had brought out wasn't needed.

I carefully sat Bella on the table. "No, no way," Bella said trying to get off the table.

I used one hand to keep her in place. "This is a little overboard," I told Carlisle so quietly Bella couldn't hear.

Carlisle looked at me and then looked up. "My original vision had Bella in much worse shape," Alice said from upstairs. I shuddered at the thought. "I wanted Carlisle to be prepared, just in case."

Bella stared at me and Carlisle. It was almost as if she knew what was going on. "Sit still," I instructed.

"I'm fine," Bella insisted as Carlisle poked at her hands.

"Alice grab some tweezers," Carlisle instructed, ignoring Bella's protests.

"Are you going to tell her about us?" Alice asked too quietly for Bella to hear.

"I'm pretty sure I will have to," I answered.

Carlisle worked on removing the bits of gravel from cuts. "Why is that?" it was curiosity, not judgment.

"Six dead bodies and Edward trying to kill her," I replied. "How else would we explain it?"

"She won't believe the lies," Alice announced to us. "Rose is right. The truth is the only way."

"These wounds won't need stitches," Carlisle said once he was done cleaning them. He studied the left hand. "This hand will need to be bandaged."

Alice handed him various bandages, know that I wouldn't move from my position beside Bella. Bella groaned and I fought back a smile. "I'm going to call Charlie and tell him about the sleepover," Alice told us.

"What sleepover?" I questioned confused.

"The sleepover Bella was invited to when we ran into her in Port Angeles," Alice said like it was obvious. I rolled my eyes. I'm assuming her plan was going to work, otherwise she never would have said it. "Plus it gives you time to help her with her homework like you wanted."

"Perhaps we should ask Bella before making plans for her," Carlisle suggested.

"I already saw her agreeing," Alice said. Sometimes she didn't get that just because things worked out in her visions doesn't mean she could skip asking. "She wants answers. Strangely enough she seems to trust us, well you." The last part was directed at me.

"I think she already knows," I said, remembering the book on Quileute legends.

"All set," Carlisle announced to Bella.

"Thanks Dr. Cullen," Bella said, flexing her hand.

"Carlisle," he corrected.

"Bella," I called softly. "Alice… well we were wondering if you would like to stay…"

Alice cut me off. "We are having a sleepover," she exclaimed.

Bella looked back and forth between us. "If you want," I added.

"Will you answer my questions?" she asked. She was staring directly at me.

"Yes," I said honestly. There was no point in hiding the truth, even if I wanted to. Lying was the worst things I could do if she already knew, or suspected the truth.

"I'll stay," she agreed. "But Charlie…"

"He will agree to the sleepover," Alice assured her. She left the room to go make the call.

"Why would he agree to a sleepover on a school night?" Bella asked confused.

"Alice has a way with people," I answered. Bella glared at me. "It's the truth. She's good at convincing people to do things."

Carlisle took that moment to slip out of the room and dispose of the blood towels. I helped Bella off the table. "Are Jasper and Emmett going to be okay?'

I laughed. "They are fine." Bella didn't look convinced. I doubt my laughing helped. "Jasper has experience dealing with stuff like this. Emmett is strong. Not much can stop him."

"Is it true?" she whispered. "Are you all really one of the Cold Ones?"

"We prefer the term vampires," I informed her. "But yes we are the Cold Ones. I mean that literally. The vampires that the Quileute's wrote about was Carlisle, Esme, Edward, Emmett and myself. Alice and Jasper hadn't joined us at the time."

"How old are you?" she asked.

"Physically 18," I said honestly. "But I've been alive for 72 years. I'm the youngest in the family. Emmett is two years younger than me, in vampire years. We were actually born in the same year but he was changed later and is physically 20."

"Do you always ramble?" Bella asked.

My jaw dropped. I could hear Alice and Carlisle laughing. "I normally don't talk much. Now I remember why." I crossed my arms over my chest. I knew I was pouting. I didn't care.

Bella tilted her head up. "They can hear us," she realized.

"Yes," I confirmed. "All of the bedrooms have multiple layers of soundproofing. After years of begging Esme caved. The rest of the house isn't so lucky. How are you feeling?"

I studied Bella. She looked fine, physically at least. I wished Jasper was here to help with the emotional side of things. I had no idea how she was handling all this information. I was right when I guessed that she suspected what we were. But hearing stories about the Cold Ones, and reading about it, was nothing compared to reality.

"I'm fine," she responded. I got the feeling I was going to hate those two words.

I heard Esme come home through the back door. It was her way of giving us some privacy and not wanting to spook Bella. Being around one vampire was hard for humans. Being around more than that was even more challenging.

"I made cookies, can I bring some to Bella?" Esme asked me. I wonder if Alice filled in her on what happened.

"Yes," I told her. Esme was dying to spend time with Bella. Jasper had informed me of that when Alice made it clear that Bella would become a part of our family. "Esme's back. She wants to bring you some cookies. Are you okay with that?"

"Okay," Bella agreed. Esme came out of the kitchen with a plate full of cookies and a glass of milk.

"Hello Bella dear," Esme greeted. She placed the plate and glass on the coffee table.

Bella frowned at the cookies. "You said you made them for the hospital patients," she muttered.

I wasn't sure if she meant to be heard. "I made extra," Esme said with a shrug. "I've been practicing baking and I've gotten pretty good, considering we don't eat."

I thought Bella's jaw was going to hit the floor. "You don't eat," she repeated, grabbing a cookie. Again she looked at me to answer her questions. Whether it was because she knew I would be truthful or something else I wasn't sure. But I needed to find out.

"No, we don't," Esme confirmed. "She doesn't know?" That question was directed only to me.

"She knows some. I haven't gotten around to telling her about everything," I informed her. "Our lack of eating hadn't come up yet."

Esme looked guilty. "Sorry Rose."

I turned my attention back to Bella. "We can eat human food," I continued. "It takes a long time to work its way through our body and doesn't do anything for us so we try to avoid it."

Bella looked at Esme this time. "Why do you bake if you don't eat?" she asked curious.

"I like doing things for Carlisle's patients," Esme answered. "Besides it gives me something to do other than watch my children destroy my house." She glared at me.

Bella stared at me curious. "Later," I promised. The last thing I wanted to do was relive that particular memory right now.

"These are good," Bella said waving the half-eaten cookie.

"You sound surprised," Esme said raising an eyebrow at Bella.

"I… I mean you don't eat so you… you wouldn't be able to test them," Bella chocked out.

Esme laughed, putting Bella out of her misery. "Sorry Bella. I was kidding. It took some practice but I've gotten better. Are you hungry dear? I can make you some dinner."

"Sure," Bella agreed.

"What would you like?" Esme questioned.

"Surprise me," Bella said. It was obvious Bella didn't know what Esme was able to cook and didn't want to request something that she couldn't make.

Esme headed to the kitchen leaving me alone with Bella. Alice and Carlisle were doing their best not to eavesdrop and were failing. "Come on," I said, pulling Bella off the couch.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

She followed up the stairs and to my room. She was… strange. I expected some resistance about being alone with me, alone with a vampire, but I felt none. I didn't need Edward or Jasper's gifts to know Bella wasn't afraid of me. Whether it was the mate bond or something else I didn't know.

"My room," I answered her. "Figured we could use the privacy while you asked your questions."

I shut the door behind me and gestured for her to sit down. There wasn't anywhere to sit, other than my bed. She sat at the edge of the bed and I stood by the window. I wanted it to be clear to her if she felt the need to escape I wasn't going to stop her.

"Ask whatever you want," I told her.

"Would you hurt me?" she asked. She must have been thinking about what happened with Edward.

"No," I answered honestly. "I am incapable of hurting you."

"Why?"

Damn. I should have seen that coming. I didn't know what to tell her. I couldn't tell her the truth, not yet at least. She needed to understand vampires more before I told her about mating. "I can't tell you that, not yet," I said.

"I thought you were going to be honest," Bella commented.

She had guts. "I am being honest," I promised. "I will tell you, just not right now."

She let it go but I knew it wouldn't last. She was stubborn and when she set her mind to something she didn't stop. "You don't eat, what about sleeping?"

I shook my head. "We don't sleep," I answered promptly.

Bella stared at the bed she was sitting on. "Why do you have a bed?"

"I like to be comfortable," I said with a shrug. "Besides we have to keep up appearances. It would be strange if the rooms didn't have beds in it."

"Good point," she said. She looked at her hands. I could smell the blood from the wounds.

"Go on, ask the question I know you've been dying to ask," I urged. I know she wanted to know about Edward. If I was in her position I would want to know. But for whatever reason she wasn't asking.

She stared at me for a minute. "What happened with Edward?" she asked finally. "Why would he try to kill me? That's what he was going to do right? How did you know I was going to be there? How did he?"

Okay, I should have known she would have questions, as in plural. I'm an idiot. "Alright. First, yes Edward was going to kill you but I don't believe that was his intention. I think he went there to try and protect you. From what I don't know. But then you were attacked by that filth." My lip curled and if I didn't scare Bella now I never would. I glanced at her but she looked unaffected by my anger. "Vampires struggle with human blood. Carlisle has the best control, followed by Edward and myself."

"If he has so much control then how…" she trailed off.

"You're his singer. It means your blood sings to him," I tried to explain. "Think of it this way, imagine your favorite food is in front of you. Hard to resist right?" Bella nodded. "Now multiple that by a hundred, and it's not food, it's blood."

"How did he resist the other times?" she asked.

"I can't say for sure," I said honestly. In my opinion Edward thought Bella was his mate. Obviously that wasn't true but I wasn't going to bring that up. It would open a can of worms I wasn't ready for. "I believe part of it was that he wasn't exposed to the fresh blood. I also think he was drawn to you due to you being his singer, and the fact that he can't read your mind."

"What?" Bella exclaimed. "He can read minds."

Fuck. I forgot she didn't know about that. "He can read everyone's mind expect yours," I quickly explained, hoping it would calm her down some. It worked.

"What's wrong with me?" she whispered.

I snorted. "You just found out we are all vampires and my brother can read minds and you think something is wrong with you?" I asked in disbelief. She truly was a strange human.

"Yes?" She didn't seem sure.

"We can talk about that later," I said. There was much more important things to talk about then Edward not being able to read her mind. "You had more questions, like why was I there, right?" Bella nodded again. "Simple. Alice told me. Alice also has a gift, she can see the future. It's highly subjective. One decision can change the entire future. She saw you in danger and sent me."

"Were you going to fight him?" she questioned.

"I was," I answered honestly. "Unfortunately, it would not have gone well for either of us." Bella looked confused. "With Edward's ability to read minds he is difficult to beat in a fight."

"But Emmett and Jasper…"

"Like I said before Jasper has experience with vampires," I reminded her. "I can't tell you why. That's his story to tell but I can promise you that he is fine. Emmett is the strongest of all of us. He can easily overpower Edward."

I cocked my head to the side. Speak of the devil and he, or in this case they, shall appear.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Emmett and Jasper are back," I replied.