"Bartender, another scotch." A man shouted. I brought his drink and ignored the mischievous look he was giving me. I got enough of those a week. Working at The Torch was not my first choice but Louis thought if I was around humans more I'd become more soft. As if, at any rate this place made me more distant. So many times I wished I could jump over the bar and drink them dry.

"Hey Bella can you take the trash out," my manager, Terri asked. "It's getting pretty full."

I smiled at her, "yeah sure." I left the bar station, grabbed the black bag filled with empty bottles and went out the back door into an alley.

"How's work?" I growled with annoyance when I heard his voice. "Seems to be going quite well."

"What do you want Lestat?"

He was leaning up against the wall near the door, smirking at me as he was plucking the petals off a daisy I recognized was on our coffee table. "I thought I would walk you home since we can never be too careful."

I rolled my eyes. "I think I'll be fine on my own." I went to open the door but he blocked me. "Move."

Not giving me time to react he pushed me up against the wall with his body close to mine. His face just inches away. "Playing hard to get, is a real turn off."

"I'm glad." I tried to push him away but he didn't budge.

"Just remember who you're dealing with." He moved back and just as he did I slapped him. "And remember who you're dealing with." With that I went back inside.

"Bella you alright?" Terri asked. I nodded, smiling. "Just peachy."

I worked for another hour before it was time to close. As I was wiping the counter I heard my phone vibrate.

Important news, hurry back-Louis

Could he have found something about Armand? Cleaning faster than normal I hurried down the streets until I reached our apartment. "What is it?"

Louis and Lestat were sitting. "It seems Armand is in Spain."

"How do you know?" I asked, sitting down.

"I have friends in Spain who tell me they have seen him enter in their store asking for me." Lestat answered. "Don't worry, they do not know exactly where I am just that I am somewhere in Europe. Seems Armand is trying to get my help looking for you."

"Well aren't you special."

Lestat smirked. "Armand and I have history so it is not unlikely he would come looking for me. He has tried before when you first left him to get me to look for you. It wasn't until I heard about Louis that I did my own search."

'Now knowing that Armand is close we need to stay even more cautious and plan to leave soon."

Oh no. "And where do you suggest we go?"

"I hear the Bahamas is a nice place." Lestat halfheartedly suggested.

"Oh yes, perfect place. Let us live in such a sunny place. What could possibly go wrong?"

Louis gave me a dirty look, "sarcasm is not going to help us Bella."

I scoffed and stood up, "and neither is running dad." I turned and ignoring Louis shouting my name I went out the door.

EDWARD'S POV

"That's Buckingham's Palace." Alice chimed as she took pictures. It was a cloudy day so it was easy to walk outside. We were simply walking around the neighborhood when Alice just had to see Buckingham's Palace and here we are.

"Edward come take a picture with us." I looked as Alice gave the camera to a couple passing by. I got in the middle of her and Jasper and we took a few pictures like that. Esme and Carlisle decided to spend the day inside. They were going to go exploring when Rosalie and Emmett get here.

"I can't wait to show Esme these pictures."

"Edward you should smile more," Jasper commented. I just shrugged. I did smile but in the pictures it wasn't a very big one.

When we got back Alice ran straight for Esme to show her the pictures. "These pictures are great Alice. You three look great."

"Thanks. I can't wait until Rosalie gets here. She comes in two days right?" Esme nodded. "Then we can take a family picture in front."

After a few hours of chatter I left to take a walk. The London air felt nice against my rock skin. I was walking to clear my head but the only thing that was in my head was the mystery girl. Alice said something big was supposed to happen in London but I didn't know if I had the patience, which was surprising. Could the mystery girl be here? And if so how and when will I see her?

When I came back to my senses I realized I was walking through a pretty bad part of London. It's not like I was scared but I didn't want to run into any "tough" guys so I turned down an alley as a shortcut when I stopped.

"Where are you taking me?" I heard the woman asked as she giggled. It sounded like she was drunk.

"Somewhere where we are alone." In his mind I saw dirty, disgusting things. Neither seemed to notice me.

I was ready to jump in when the girl laughed again, this time it seemed so sinister. "Oh perfect. No one will hear you scream."

The man was now confused but also grew angry. "Bitch, if anyone's screaming, it's gonna be you." I heard a slap and that's when I sprung up. I grabbed the man by his shirt collar and threw him against the other wall. Not hard enough to kill him but he is going to be extremely sore. Maybe some broken bones. "That's no way to treat a lady. Now get out of here before I do some real damage." Not having the strength to fight back the man stumbled away.

I heard grumbling, "there goes my meal." I thought I heard from behind.

Remembering the girl I noticed a strange scent off her. There was no alcohol but there was a tint of lilac and freesia but also a strange scent of death. Turning around she wasn't looking at me and her face was covered by a blanket of dark brown hair. Looking at her attire she was wearing a simply grey sweater with jeans and white tennis shoes. Now I was really curious why she was with that guy.

"Are you alright?"

I heard her gasp and slowly turn her head so I could look into her bright brown eyes. That's when I froze. "It's you."

The girl from the pictures. She was right here in front of me. And judging by her expression she recognized me. "How can this be?" I couldn't help but smile. "It really is you."

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