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Isabella was quick. She was quicker than Edward. Though, I was unsure if that was just her newborn strength, but I hadn't seen a newborn this quick. She had held my hand tightly the entire run to the house, choosing to run in front of me even though she wasn't entirely sure which direction she was supposed to be heading in. I eventually had to help her, giving her a scent to follow. It was cute that she had felt like she had to be in front, being ahead in case of any danger. Her mating instincts were kicking in without me even mentioning our bond - I would be keeping that one to myself for a little while.

As we approached the house, I could hear everyone gathering in the main room. Carlisle was urging them all to stay still and quiet, so they wouldn't alarm Isabella's newborn instincts. Isabella was eyeing the house skeptically, tightening her hold on my hand.

"This is the house?" I nodded. "It's beautiful."

"Come on, everyone's eager to meet you." I took the opportunity to lead her into the house, warning each family member with a glare to play nice, particularly Emmett. I noticed Alice struggling to stay in her seat, Jasper going overboard pushing out calming vibes, but I appreciated it at the same time. It was keeping Alice somewhat in check.

"You've already met Carlisle - this is Esme, his wife." I gestured to Esme standing beside Carlisle. She approached Isabella tenderly, placing one kiss on her cheek and giving her a warm smile. Isabella returned that warm smile some what hesitantly.

"The big guy who looks like he's swallowed a sack-load of steroids, is Emmett." Emmett gave his trademark goofy smile and a thumbs up, the warning look I had shot him earlier on keeping him firmly in his seat.

"The pixie bouncing on the sofa is Alice, and her husband beside her is Jasper." They both smiled, Jasper more so gaging Isabella's emotions and preparing himself for any type of outburst. Alice waved with an ever growing grin plastered on her face as Isabella simply nodded in response.

"And finally, this is Edward." As Edward stood, Isabella raised an eyebrow at him.

"I remember you." I watched her red eyes rake over his appearance, causing a slight growl in my throat. She glanced at me with a frown before turning back to my bronze haired sibling.

"Isabella?" I questioned her instantly, but she held up her hand and walked to stand in front of Edward. He looked down at her with a frown, not entirely sure as to what to say to her.

"In Biology, did I stink?" She crossed her arms, pouting slightly.

Emmett burst into laughter, Jasper and I following suit. Edward looked shocked, his eyes jumping from me to Carlisle, urging us for some help as to what he should say. I walked to Isabella, and tugged on one of her hands. She took my hand and pouted once more before raising her eyebrows as she must have come to some kind of realisation in her thoughts.

"Oh right, we're vampires." She pointed out, her tone of voice a sort of 'duh' moment for herself. "You must have been worried about my blood, right?"

Edward's only response was an intake of air and his hand running through his hair. He gave her a tentative smile and nodded cautiously. I rolled my eyes at their interaction, not exactly pleased that of all people to cause Isabella to remember a part of her human life, it was Edward.

"You remember that day?" Carlisle asked, genuinely interested. He smiled at her when she turned to face him.

"I remember his face, and him leaving our class. I can't remember anything else about that day, or school." She rubbed at her temples and looked at me, silently pleading for her to not receive any further questions.

"I better get her cleaned up. Carlisle, when are we leaving for Alaska?"

"Whenever you're ready to go, we're all packed with the important stuff." I nodded and took Isabella up the stairs and into my room. Luckily I had an en suite.

"Go into my bathroom and get a shower. Try to do slow gentle movements, grab things slowly and remember that your strength will be a hundred times stronger than when you were a human." I gestured to the bathroom, picking up a towel that Alice had placed ready on my bed, for her. "Go on, I'm pretty sure Alice has left some simple clothes for you in the bathroom, to change into. If you need help, just call my name."

"Yes ma'am." She fake-saluted and disappeared into the en suite with the towel in hand and whistling a tune I was unable to recognise. I heard her turn the shower on, and her hospital gown dropping to the floor.

I was prepared to burst into the en suite at any moment. My mating pull was urging me to join her in the shower. If it was urging me, then I'm sure she was feeling something similar also. I just couldn't bring myself to force her into any sort of relationship with me. If she felt as though being friends was all she wanted or needed, then I would be just that. I would be content with just being at her side. Though of course I would be sad to not have the bond that we should rightfully have.

As I waited, I thought about how positively she had reacted to being a vampire, how nonchalantly she reacted to knowing her father was in the same town, but not completely caring enough to want to visit or hating me for changing her. She was a strong, witty newborn. She had a personality, one that seemed like she could hold her own, both physically and verbally. I liked that. Any mate of mine needed to have some type of balls.

I could hear the rest of the family preparing to leave downstairs. Alice was reassuring Jasper that he would have new clothes when we arrived in Alaska. Edward was questioning Carlisle as to why Isabella would remember him out of all memories to retain. I growled slightly at his interest in my mate. I hadn't forgotten that Isabella was his singer, as a human. I wasn't entirely sure what that would mean now she was a vampire.

"What's made you angry, Rosalie?" I almost jumped at Isabella's voice appearing in the doorway of the en suite. Her hair was now clean and rid of any matted blood, hanging over her shoulder as it air dried. She was wearing a fresh pair of light jeans with rips in the knees, white vans on her feet and a grey & white striped baseball tee. She looked charming, very tomboy and attractive. I knew she was watching me blatantly eyeing her up and down, but I couldn't find the will to care. She was beautiful, even in such causal clothing. I must have been staring far too long as she cleared her throat whilst looking slightly embarrassed.

"Nothing, just overreacting."

She rushed to my side, and picked up my right hand, laying a soft peck on my knuckles and placing it back at my side.

"I seem to remember you giving me one or two of those kisses whilst I was in hospital. Am I right?" I gasped at her memory. She was very much in a coma whilst I was supplying her hand with those kisses.

"Yes, but you were in a coma. How do you remember?" My eyes narrowed as I watched her closely.

"I do not know, I just saw it in my head as I was leaving the bathroom." She shrugged and scrunched up the hospital gown in her hand even further. "I guess some memories are returning slowly?"

"Perhaps." I murmured, watching her fiddle with the ties on the hospital gown, a very human-like movement. I placed my hand under her chin and lifted her head up until she was looking directly at me. "Before we leave, would you like to pay a visit to your old house? Maybe that will spark some memories back for you."

"Will I not be dangerous around my father?"

"We're not entering your house; you won't be able to be in a close proximity to any human for quite some time." I dropped my hand from under her chin and took the hospital gown out of her hands. "We'll be outside of your house for a moment or two, not long enough to cause you pain, I hope."

Downstairs I could hear car doors opening, bags being tossed into trunks with laughter here and there. Emmett was taking part in his usual routine of annoying Alice. I sighed and opened the bedroom door, gesturing for Isabella to be the first to leave the room. It was time for us to leave Forks.

Isabella reached for my hand as we rushed down the stairs together, I of course gave up my hand willingly to her request. Her body seemed to relax when our hands were joined, I would have to test those reactions more often. She seemed to be feeling the effects of our mating bond already, so outwardly. It's not as though I would complain at her wanting to be close to me, or wanting to touch me.

Leaving the house and walking to the garage around the side of the house, I marvelled at my beautiful red baby parked beside Emmett's Jeep. I dropped Isabella's hand and got down on my knees in front of the mercedes, resting my cheek on the bonnet and patting the car softly. I heard snorts of laughter and my mate's confused voice asking Emmett what I was doing.

"You're gonna have to get used to being second best to her Mercedes." Emmett teased, hopping into the front seat of his Jeep with Jasper beside him and Alice sitting in the back. I huffed and removed myself from the front of my car, looking back to Isabella sheepishly.

"It's my pride and joy, I can't help what I love." I shrugged and watched Isabella's face. Her expression changed from one of humour to realisation.

"I… I had a truck."

Carlisle returned from wherever he had gone, to stand just a few feet from Isabella and I. He looked mildly amused at parts of her memory returning so sporadically.

"What?"

"I had an old red Chevy truck, Charlie had bought it for me." She smiled sadly at whatever memory was currently replaying in her head as she looked down at the ground, kicking the dirt around her. I wanted nothing more than to pull her into my arms, soothe the sadness and help distract her. But she needed to feel these things. She needed to remember these important moments, so she didn't completely lose out on who she was as a human. I couldn't do the work for her.

"Yes you did. You drove it to school the day I first saw you." I hissed at Edward deciding to get involved in this particular conversation, my body turning to face him slightly crouched. Whatever his connection was to Bella now as a vampire, I didn't like it already. He better watch his step.

"Rosalie." Carlisle's warned, arms folded with a stern look directed at me. I hissed once more and walked to the trunk of my mercedes, dumping the hospital gown into it along with the bags Alice had placed beside the car, packed full of clothes. "Isabella, do you remember anything further about the day Charlie gave you the truck? Do you remember what he looks like?"

I was still reeling from Edward deciding to get involved in the conversation with such a… personal tone to his words, and so I refused to involve myself. From the corner of my eye I could see Isabella looking at me with an expression that could only be described as longing in such an innocent way. Still, I refused to look. I refused to involve myself, instead chose to climb into my Mercedes and starting the engine. I was stubborn, I was hard headed. So what?

"I remember Charlie giving me the truck and two of his friends were there too. No, wait, one friend and his son. Charlie, he had a moustache and dark hair."

"Okay, see if you can remember a little bit more."

"I can't really see anything else." It wasn't hard to recognise the look of struggle on Isabella's face, I could practically see the cogs in her head no longer turning. She was biting down on her bottom lip, her foot continuing to kick around slightly.

"Think harder. Put yourself back into that position, in that exact moment." Edward appeared beside Isabella, placing his hand on her shoulder as he spoke.

That was the last straw for my patience. I hopped out of the car quicker than I'd climbed in, launching myself at my brother with my hands ready to tear him into the smallest unrecognisable pieces. He hadn't seen it coming, nor had the others. My hands wrapped around his throat as he landed on his back and I on top. I bared my teeth just above his face, venom dripping from my elongated fangs, knowing my eyes were as black as the night.

I could feel hands pulling at my shoulders, voices shouting either side of me, begging me to let go. I snarled at every hand that made contact, shrugging them off and continuing to intimidate my sibling beneath me who had begun to struggle slightly, hands clawing at my arms.

I had quickly grown tired of Edward being involved. It had only taken a few comments, and his glances and actions to set my inner beast off. I hadn't previously experienced this level of anger. My body had never reacted in such a manner to anything throughout this life. I could feel the beast at the very surface, influencing every aggressive action that I made. I could feel it's displeasure at Edward, it's distaste for how another dared to get so close to my mate.

A small hand grabbed my right arm, fingers wrapping around my bicep and tugging slightly. I growled and whipped my head around to whoever it was, prepared to give them the same treatment as my brother. My eyes locked with liquid pools of ruby red, staring right back at me with fear and concern. I couldn't prevent how my face softened at her stare, how my body relaxed under her touch. The hands around Edward's throat loosened, instead grabbing a hold of the hand that still remained on my arm.

As Edward began to wriggle out from underneath me, my beast decided it was best that he still received another warning, a hiss being spat out at him before I turned back to my mate. A smile was now resting on her lips, teeth slightly showing. Her eyes were still full of concern, but I had noticed how her grip eased off the longer I continued to look directly at her. Once she had removed her hand from my arm entirely, I cleared my throat and stood up whilst dusting myself off.

"Sorry." I purposely directed it to Isabella, not bothering to cast a look in Edward's direction or the remaining members of the family. Climbing back into my Mercedes, I waited for Isabella to join me. I watched patiently as she said quick goodbyes and finally decided to join me inside of the vehicle. I refused to look at her until we had left the house. I did however glance at Carlisle, nodding before I pressed my foot firmly down on the gas, heading straight out of the driveway and onto the main road in the direction of our school, in search of Isabella's house.

There was no ounce of awkwardness in the car, however I could very much feel Isabella's eagerness to speak. For another moment or two she continued to bite down on her tongue, her eyes flashing over to me and back to the road in front. Her hands were tapping on her knees, clawing at the denim slightly. I was slowly becoming impatient.

Sensing my annoyance, she turned her body to face me in her seat with her hands clasped together. I raised my eyebrow, smirking at how utterly adorable she was.

"So, I need to find your house. Any memories as to where it is?" I gestured to the dark road in front of us, slowing down a little as we had now passed Forks High. The roads were completely bare, since it was now around 3am and a small town such as this was almost shut down by midnight, excluding the one liquor store in the entire town.

She pouted slightly, amusingly rubbing her temples as she tried to think. Simply adorable.

"Okay, I recognise that bear totem pole thing." She exclaimed, pointing at it and bouncing in her seat. "Keep driving down here, it's one long road until the first right turn, and then the house is on that road."

I reached my hand over to pat her knee, attempting to calm her down slightly. "Good job, love."

We finally reached her house, deciding to park up a few houses down near a wooded area. The Mercedes' windows were completely blacked out, I had no concerns of neighbors seeing Isabella. But Charlie was a cop, and seeing my car parked outside of his house if he was suddenly called into the station whilst we were here, wouldn't be an ideal situation - especially since it wouldn't be long until his daughter's body going missing from her hospital bed, would be noticed.

"Are you ready?" She nodded hesitantly, gulping and rubbing at the base of her throat. "If you feel like you can't be here anymore, whether that is in two minutes or in ten, you need to tell me. Okay?" Again, she simply nodded.

"Alright, run into the trees and we'll go around the back of your house."

Using her new found speed, she disappeared into the trees just as I finished my sentence. She was going to be a handful.