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Chapter 2
At that moment a beautiful ghostlike women with mahogany hair walked in. Everyone's minds read 'Bella'. But the boy at the piano thought 'Mom'.
We all stared at Bella but she didn't see us.
"What is it Catherine?" she asked. She only made eye contact with Catherine.
"These vampires will not leave. They say they own this house," Catherine explained.
Bella turned slowly to us. The look on her face was pained.
"Hi," she said slightly nervously.
How is this possible? Rosalie thought.
What is going on? Emmett thought
That can't be Bella! Alice thought.
Is she a ghost? Carlisle questioned silently.
Just be calm. Just be calm. Just be calm. Jasper thought.
She looks nervous. Should I go hug her? Esme thought. I smiled a little at Esme's thoughts.
While everyone struggled to make sense of it Alice regained her senses and ran towards Bella. I heard a threatening growl from the piano but ignored it.
When Alice got to Bella she tried to put her arms around her but her arms went right through. Alice gasped.
Bella smiled nervously and said, "I do that sometimes. It's in my control but when you work with ghosts it's easier to be transparent."
"What you mean you can control that?" Alice asked shocked.
"Yeah, I'm not like other ghosts," Bella answered.
"What do you mean?" Carlisle asked curiously.
"Your dead?" Alice shrieked.
"Well duh!" the girl called Harriet answered boredly. "What do you think hotel for the dead means?"
"How did this happen?" Alice gasped. "When?"
"Child birth," it was the boy at the piano. He had stopped playing to watch. "Sometime in October 2006," the boy continued.
His face was blank. He turned and started to play the piano again. He was very good. Almost better then me.
"What do you mean child birth a month after we left?" Alice demanded.
"Is there something your not telling us, dear?" Esme asked nervously.
"Nothing unimportant," Bella answered flatly.
"But it's simply impossible," Rosalie said in a shocked voice. She sat down on an eccentrically carved chair next to the door.
"Perhaps Harriet and I should leave. Give thou some privacy," Catherine said. From her mind I read. Oh my Lord, this shall be tough for poor Bella. After all that hurting she's finally calming down.
I wanted to demand what she meant. But I knew I couldn't.
"Oh, Catherine? Can you send Alice my way?" the boy at the piano asked.
Alice?
What?
Ok this is really strange now...
"Most certainly," Catherine said with a smile.
Harriet sunk through the floor and Catherine walked with perfect posture through the wall.
"Would you all like to sit down?" Bella asked politely. "I've got a lot to explain."