Disclaimer: I'm obligated to state the painful fact that I own none of the Twilight characters… but one can dream right?

The night was fairly dark. Even for a vampire's eyes it was impossible to see past a few feet –Lucky me. I sniffed around a bit to make sure I was on the right path. What I found wasn't pleasing at all. There was a new smell besides the one I was looking for. I'm doomed. I shoved the red shirt back inside my backpack and prepared myself to step into their sight hoping it went smoothly. I was psychologically prepared to run.

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I had heard her before she was even here; Alice had seen her as soon as she had made her decision. All that was left to do was wait. I hate waiting.

"Edward?" Bella spoke from behind me. I turned to look down at the nervous brown eyes of my loved one. Sometimes I cherished the fact that I couldn't read her mind. It forced me to notice the little things. Like the soft trembling in her eyes when she thought her life was about to end. I couldn't blame her for feeling that way. With her luck that could be any minute. Of course, not if I had anything to say about it.

We stood in the porch waiting. The thoughts of our anonymous visitor, that a moment ago seemed so close by, were unexpectedly gone. Alice apparently had lost sight of her, so the irritation was mutual.

The night was dark. She had the perfect cover. Damn her lucky vampire behind. Even trying our hardest we were only going to see her clearly once she stepped into the spotlight of the front yard.

It wasn't long before she finally stepped out of the darkness.

Shockingly enough, she was no Victoria look-alike as we all had imagined. What we got, was safely, the precise opposite.

It was a very slender, almost athletically built young woman who stepped into the spotlight. She stood a few inches taller than Bella. Her black wavy hair went down to her elbows –some bangs falling over her heart-shaped face. Under a pair of topaz ruthless eyes and high cheek-bones a set of full lips were curled into a smile flashing a line of perfect white teeth at us as she continued to walk in our direction.

"A welcoming party? You really shouldn't have!" She smiled once more before stopping a few feet away from us. Grate, another psycho.

"What can we do for you, ma'm?" Jasper took a step forward with intimidating air. She scowled.

"Back off, Blondie; I'm not here to fight you. The name's Blair Barker" She walked toward us once more now a bit more carefully and analyzing everyone meticulously appearing to pay no special attention to anyone in particular.

"Sorry for my son's rude approach, Mrs. Barker. But what can we do for you?" Carlisle stepped in as helpful as ever.

"Well, I need help. I'm not really sure if you can help me but Tanya said you're good with newborns" At the mention of Tanya whatever suspicion Carlisle could've had was instantly gone. I on the other hand was a bit concerned as to why I couldn't hear her. She doesn't look mentally challenged so I should be able to hear her loud and clear. Still, I heard nothing. Either she's like Bella or she has something she doesn't want us to know. After all, she's met Tanya. She might know what Alice and I can do.

"I see… please come inside" Carlisle led her into the house with everyone following behind. Who was she really? I could only wonder.

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Okay, I was a fucking liar, so sue me! I'm sorry but I really wasn't expecting the Vampire Club to step in my way. This is fucked up! Pardon my French but there really isn't another way to express my frustration.

The human, it was the human who had the smell that could lead me to my pray. Why did a defenseless human have to be with them, of all vampire convents, why the Cullens?

Tanya had told me about them, how none of them drank human blood. She also told me about their powers. Lucky for me I had one of my own and it was being very damn helpful as I was sitting on their table being stared down by them. Naturally, I tried to connect names with faces.

Blondie was most likely Jasper; Tanya said he was the creepy one. The male who led me in and was now on the phone I would say is Carlisle. That would make the female who was with him Esme. Pixie and Hot-boy over there with the human must be Alice and Edward –they were the ones I was watching out for.

I rested my eyes on the big guy in the background –Emmet. It wasn't hard to spot him from the rest. He stood in the background in all his muscular glory paying absolutely no attention to what was going on around him. My eyes washed over him trying to make out exactly what it was that had him so worked up inside his head. Then I noticed a certain blond female was missing. So he lost his mate, what a bummer.

Carlisle got off the phone and turned to face me, "Tanya says hi." I winced, crap! I swear I nearly ate my heart when I heard that. He had spoken to Tanya! There was no way I was fooling them with my newborn shit now. I shot an innocent look at Carlisle. He was already staring back at me from across the room.

"What's wrong?" I stuttered a bit as I said that. I suck at playing innocent.

"Nothing really… Just something Tanya said" He motioned closer. Stay back you evil creature from Hades! "It's probably nothing."

Oh, don't give me your It's probably nothing crap! I know that you know. In fact, I think you know that I know that you know.

I am very fucking glad I didn't say that out loud.

Well I guess he would've figured it out sooner or later.

Judging by the question which followed Tanya had already told him.

"So Blair… how's the thirst?" He smirked. Before, Carlisle seemed like the kindest person on the planet… Now I have reasons to believe that inside he's pure evil.

"Yeah about that…" I looked down at the table, hesitant, "I wouldn't know…" At that moment everyone was looking away, no one quite in the same direction. "I have never desired human blood"

Their reaction was natural. Shock, just like I had expected. Even the human's face jerked to turn my way. Carlisle was the only one who didn't look truly surprised so he probably did know. Devious bastard.

By this point everyone was eyeing me like I was some sort of circus freak. I felt like a six-legged cow. Very annoying.

"What do you feed on then?" Your mom. Seriously they better stop staring at me like that.

"Whatever moves and doesn't have opposable thumbs. In fact, the reason I'm here is because I was hoping you could help me with something. That is, of course, if you can manage to stop staring at me…"

Esme turned away embarrassed and everyone followed. That's better.

I explained my fixation with the creature I was after with grate detail. I failed to answer what kind of being it was since I had never seen him. It was weird, for some reason they were familiar with the whole His smell drives me insane thing, I decided not to ask. I kept the red shirt details from them because I had been creepy enough for one day. Besides, I needed their trust if they were going to help me. After I was done they agreed to help me as much as they could under one condition...

For some reason that I have yet to explain to myself, I agreed to live with them while I hunted. That is for sure the stupidest thing I have ever done. Of course, at the moment I didn't look at it that way…But it was signing a contract for rigorous and daily interrogation by Dr. Cullen. Poor me, I didn't know what I was getting myself into.

"Blair, honey, would you mind putting your things in Alice's room?" Esme spoke up with a sweetness that just shouldn't be concentrated in one person alone.

After putting all my "crap" (And really you can't call it anything else) in Alice's room I was all set in my new home. Before heading back downstairs I took a moment to prepare myself for the questioning that I was about to go through. There was only so much about my life I would feel comfortable telling them so just to put it more sincerely, I was preparing myself to lie.

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Just when I thought I'd heard it all Blair comes barging in with all her flower-eating crap.

Never in my god knows how many years of life had I heard about a vampire who didn't desire human blood. None of us had. Not even Carlisle. I wasn't all that surprised, I mean ever since I first saw her I knew something bizarre was up with her. You know, like when you can just sense the oddness in someone. If you don't know what I mean well nevermind…

Despite my suspicions I paid little attention to her (I did feel the desperate need to snigger when she called Jasper blondie, I stopped myself for the grater good). I was busy thinking about other things until she mentioned her rather uncommon condition. Of all the things I thought could be weird about Blair, her being a naturally born vegetarian was certainly not one I was expecting.

We must have proved ourselves to be complete morons that night after she came back downstairs. We had her answer every question we had about her life. Most of them she just answered with yes or no. She did tell us she used to live in Seattle before she was turned but refused to explain how that happened. She said it was not important. I think it was. But I'm not about to mess with her private life. At least not in any way she can notice.

"Emmet?" A barely familiar voice spoke from behind my door "Can I come in?"

"Yeah sure come in"

Blair peeked from behind the door and then stepped in, backpack in hand, grinning like a fool. I could only guess what had happened.

"Hey! Blondie kicked me out of Alice's room so… I was wondering if I could stay with you"

So Jasper finally kicked her out. I guess it was only a matter of time before he reached his limit. I must recognize the girl has guts to even think about messing with Jasper.

"Yeah, just drop your stuff wherever you want" Or wherever you can would've been more appropriate. My room, ever since there was no one to clean it up for me, was a complete and utter mess. I could've offered Blair to put her stuff on the bed, if I only knew where it was.

"If I put my stuff on the floor… your angry underwear won't eat it right?" Did she just refer to my underwear as angry? My underwear is very happy thank you very much. I stared at her for a few seconds hoping my silence would be enough. "Irritated much?" She snorted.

"Wouldn't you feel bad if I insulted your underwear?" I plummeted on the couch waiting for her to answer.

"I guess I would… if I wore wearing any" She immediately threw herself in a fit of giggles on the floor at my probably very dumbstruck expression.

"What are you, woman?" I tried to keep a straight face, she wasn't making this easy.

Finally when she was done laughing at me she stared in surprise at something next to her. She started removing clothes and… found my bed.

"Oh grate you have a bed!" So there it was…

"I guess I do" I picked up a magazine trying to look as unsurprised as I could at her discovery.

"You know what? I'm cleaning up this mess. If I'm going to inhabit it I at least want to know where all the furniture is"

And so it was on, it was Mrs. Blair Barker vs. Emmet's filthy hell hole. I must say she did pretty well. But still with her vampire speed and all it took her a good half hour to clean everything. She stopped every now and then trying to figure out what she should do with all of Rosalie's clothes. After a while she just started tossing them in a random box she found in my closet.

I remember the first week after Rosalie's death I tried to get myself to throw her stuff away. They just ended up scattered across the bedroom's floor waiting for me to be ready to throw them out. That day never came. And if it did her clothes were buried too far down in the mess that had become my room for me to see them… until now.

Watching Blair put her clothes away, clothes that had just a few months been worn by her, hurt like hell. That first month without her, when all those memories hadn't been buried by my own was the worst month I've had in my life. I couldn't hunt, I couldn't rest; for the first time in all my vampire life I felt like I couldn't breath. I was hoping I would die eventually, but if we were to see each other in the after life I knew Rosalie would hate me for being so weak. So I putted up with it. I swallowed my pain and moved on. Or at least that's what I'm trying to do.

"Emmet? You are not going to go all feminine on me, are you?" The tears were coming, I could feel them. "Come on, big guy! You are tougher than this" Blair took a seat beside me eyeing me not with pity, but with understanding. That was something everyone in this house failed to do. Why was this stranger able to do it?

Once she was certain I was not going to start crying she shoved the box of Rosalie's things deep inside my closet were it was not likely I would see them any time soon.

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Sometimes I don't know who babysits who. Does she babysit me or do I babysit her? That was the question I had been asking myself for the last three days.

Edward wasn't really fond of Blair. The fact that now he could only hear her when she thought about random stuff annoyed him more than when he couldn't hear her at all. Still, he had no problem assigning me to babysit her. I can't help my think this is another of his overbearing ways of keeping his eyes on me at all times. I can't blame him –After all, I 'm still breakable.

I don't mind taking care of Blair. In fact, I think she's good company. She is very amusing… Okay, she's INSANE! I'm serious. Blair Barker has absolutely no social skills at all. It's almost as if she doesn't know there are certain morals to be followed when you walk around society. She'll do whatever she feels like doing whenever she feels like doing it regardless of who happens to be around to see it. At first I didn't know why Carlisle wanted someone on her at all times. Now I know. Believe me, I know.

For the last three days Emmet has dropped Blair with me at work after he had taken her hunting. Usually he would be here before my brake. Today, it was past lunch already and there was no sign of either of them. The possibilities of what might be keeping them were beyond my imagination.

"Say Bella, Esme's niece isn't coming today is she?" Marie, the cashier, asked as she prepared to take her brake. I shrugged not knowing what to answer. After that she kept eyeing the door looking both expectant and worried. She had already experienced the wonder that could be Blair Barker.

"So… Did Mike mention anything about this month's inventory?"

"Well, I heard him say something about that to Mrs. Newton this morning. It seems you're stuck with him again, sorry. Friday night, don't forget." She bit her lip knowing that wasn't good news for me. Edward was going to be very unhappy.

I ran a damp cloth over the counter once more before I saw Emmet come into the store.

"Hi Marie! Bells, can I speak to you for a minute?" His voice was urgent. Oh god. These two, alone with no proper supervision… There were only about thousands of things that could've gone wrong.

"What's wrong? Did something happen? Where's Blair?" All three questions came like rockets out of my mouth –Each faster than the last.

"She's fine she's in the car. Only she... um… She's covered in blood" His voice dropped to a whisper. "We bumped into a pack of wolves while hunting. You should've seen her; it was like watching that one scene in Hostel, you know, the part where there's blood everywhere, over and over and over and over…."

"Okay! Enough with the details. I can't drive around with her if she's covered in… that" The sole thought of having to see her covered in blood made me want to puke.

"I know I know, that's why I came to tell you I'll be taking care of her today. So you can just take the rest of the afternoon off, go fool around with Edward, or… whatever"

"Okay then, but… Do you think it's a wolf? You know, the creature she's after?"

"Not really, she says they didn't smell nearly as nice"

"Oh, I see. Well good luck, you're gonna need it."

Okay so, we might see a little romance on the next chapter, fights, secrets uncovered! OH THE DRAMA! Inventory night might just turn out to be the luckiest night Edward Cullen has ever had. Control your dirty minds there are going to be no lemons… at least not yet.

Update coming soon (:
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