AN) Hey! Sorry about taking forever to update, but I tried to send out this chapter last night. I was successful, so you would be able to read the chapter, but I wasn't able to edit it on my Nook.

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"I let you down
You had no complaints
Watched as the world went spinnin'
Around without you
You waited for me

You wanted diamonds
I came up with rollerblades
Shot down again but you smiled
Shook your head
And knew that I changed"

~ "All Figured Out" by Bowling for Soup

BPOV

It was a few hours after midnight when I finally woke from the nightmare. The dreams were always the same: I would call and search for Edward, but I could never catch him.

The familiar ache in my chest was back with a vengeance and the dark room wasn't helping either. After a minute of deliberation, I decided to leave the room, not bothering to try to go back to sleep.

Leaving my feet to guide me, I walked through the empty hallways aimlessly until I arrived at the library. I hesitated before entering the library. Surely they would be fine if I spent some time in the library... right? Well, I guess I'll find out.

The library was a decent size, but like the rest of the house, was as dark as the night. Turning on a few lights, I sit on the far side of the couch.

Today - no yesterday- was one of the longest days of my life, but not the worst.

"Uncle Stefan invited me to stay for a while so we can get to know each other." I said carefully, knowing this could lead to an outburst.

"Oh Saint Stefan has?" My guess was right. "Well get to know this," he said angrily before slamming the door in my face.

I curled into a ball with my eyes placed firmly against my knees as tears left my eyes. Why couldn't my life be normal? I can't blame my father for his outburst, well, not completely. I've had over a hundred and forty years to come to terms that I had a father who was dead, but my father had only a days notice that I could be his daughter and about half an hour to come to terms that I actually was his daughter.

I don't know how long I stared blankly at the wall, but my father's voice pulled me out of my thoughts. "What are you doing curled up on the couch Bella?" I looked toward my father, who was staring ahead.

"I couldn't sleep," I say simply, not wanting to discuss my nightmares.

Father turned to really look at me. "Well then you should head to bed and try to sleep," he said after a moment of observation.

I stood up and nodded. "Yes, Father."

I watched as Father began walking toward the door until he suddenly stopped, apparently conflicted. I waited patiently for him to say something, but slowly began making my way toward the door looking down at my feet.

"Bella," he said, turning toward me. I paused and looked up at him. Father still looked conflicted before finally saying, "The couch is not a bed, so try not to lay on it."

"I won't stay if you don't want me, but please just talk to me. It could be random things like the sun is bright and catches vampires on fire, but just don't shut me out," I remember saying to him earlier. Had he remembered? I smiled and shook my head. It wasn't much, but it was still a change. "Yes Father," she said, smile still in place.

Father quickly turned and left the library, leaving me alone.

Hope swelled in me. Maybe my father and I could form a relationship.

"Goodnight Father," I said, knowing he would hear me.

"Goodnight Bella," he said, causing my smile to grow.

When I finally made it back to my room, I finally got a decent nights rest.

-BOS-

I woke up about six hours later fully rested. Quickly putting on my robe, I headed downstairs to make breakfast for everybody.

As I was finishing up the pancakes, Father came downstairs

"What are you doing up?" Father asked when he came downstairs.

"Making breakfast," I say, flipping the final pancake. I turned toward him. "I figured it would be a nice thank you for letting me spend some time here with you."

"There is no need to thank me," Father said, grabbing a few plates from a cabinet before setting it down at the table, "I'm glad you're here." I smiled when he uttered those words. He quickly realized what he said before quickly saying, "Besides you made breakfast. The first thing Stefan did when I came here was throw me out a window."

My eyes widened. "Uncle Stefan threw you through a window?" I ask astonishment evident in my voice.

"Yup," he said popping the 'p', "He had no style when he landed."

I chuckle and check on the final pancake.

"By the way, people are coming over soon," Father said grabbing a few pancakes, "So, you may want to change into some daytime clothes."

"Okay," I say turning off the stove, "I'll head up now to do that and finish cleaning up the mess I made afterwards."

"Or if you want, Stefan can do it. Right Stefan?"

I turned around and there Uncle Stefan was. "Good morning Uncle Stefan," I greeted him. "I made some breakfast and I can clean it up after I quickly get dressed for the day."

"Thanks Bella," Uncle Stefan said with a smile.

I smile and nod before leaving to get changed.

-BOS-

By the time I made it back downstairs, Father and Uncle Stefan had already finished their breakfast. I quickly gathered up the remaining food and put it into a Ziploc bag before gathering the dishes and washing them.

After putting away the dishes, I left the kitchen in search of my father. After a few moments of searching, I heard my father say, "I've been on this planet one hundred and sixty some odd years, never came across one. If werewolves exist, where the hell are they?"

"I've heard that Washington is supposed to have werewolves," I say stopping in the doorway, "As well as in California. My friend has encountered several in his lifetime, which is quite long by now." I was met with my mother as well as a middle aged man's curious gazes. Maybe it wasn't Mother. "Oh, you don't know who I am," I look at my father who is looking at me with wide eyes. "And I wasn't supposed to be here. Right. Sorry for interrupting," I say before turning to leave.

"Wait Bella, you may as well stay," Uncle Stefan called out to me. I paused a moment before walking back to the room. "Elena, Alaric, this is Damon's daughter Bella. Bella, this is Elena, my girlfriend, and Alaric."

I smile and say, "Hi! It's nice meeting you both."

They continue to observe me with an intensity that almost makes me uncomfortable.

"Daughter?" Alaric asked breaking the silence.

"Wait, I thought vampires couldn't procreate," Elena said, confused.

"Father was human at the time of my conception," I say truthfully.

"So Damon had a daughter and you never mentioned this to me?" Elena asked Uncle Stefan.

"In his defense, they didn't know about me until the other night. Heck, I didn't really know who my father was until about a day ago," I say in his defense.

"Huh? Damon, a father. Didn't see that one coming," Alaric said looking at Damon intently before looking at me. "Does that mean you're a vampire?"

"Umm... not really," I say before my father cuts me off.

"We're way off topic. So Bella, you know someone who knows about werewolves," he trailed off toward the end.

"Yes, my friend Spike has had several encounters with werewolves," I say.

"Spike," Father says with a look of distaste on his face, "Isn't that a dog's name?"

"Well it was his nickname," I say simply.

"Oh really? Are you sure he's not the werewolf?"

I roll my eyes. "I'm sure. The first time we met, he tried to drink my blood."

Father's eyes darkened. "He tried to drink your blood?"

"Well, he was successful, but he was hoping to completely drain me, so-"

"He tried to kill you and you are still his friend?"

I shrug my shoulders nonchalantly. "It happens."

"'It happens?'" Father says angrily. "Things like that don't just 'happen'-"

"We're getting off topic again," Alaric says observing Damon, who still looks murderous, "Why do you suspect the Lockwood's?"

"Because vervain didn't affect the mayor at Founder's day but the Gilbert device did and it affected his son Tyler," Father says slowly beginning to refocus to the topic at hand.

"And at the school carnival his uncle Mason exhibited inhuman behavior when he fought with one of the carnival's worker. It suggests it's some sort of a supernatural entity," Uncle Stefan added.

"We were hoping that Isobel's research could help us figure it out what it is," Elena said.

"Well, all her things are still at Duke. I mean her office is still there, she's technically still missing," Alaric said.

"So can we get access to it?" Father asked. Alaric hesitated, so Father said, "Rick, we need to know what we are dealing with. If this wolf men thing is true, I've seen enough movies to know it's not good. It means Mason Lockwood is a real life Lon Chaney and that little Tyler punk may just very well be Lon Chaney junior which means Bella Lugosi, meaning me, is totally screwed."

"Good analogy," I say, "But Bella Lugosi never had a daughter." I send him a smile. I wouldn't let anyone take my father away from me, werewolf or not.

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