Disclaimer:Familiar characters belongs to Stephenie Meyer. So does Twilight.

I walked up the steps to the Cullens new home. It was yet another white Victorian style house and it had Esme written all over it. The architecture was absolutely amazing and I made sure that I mentioned it.

She thanked me and took my children by the hands and led them into the house. Rosalie and Carlisle filed in behind us. I hadn't seen where Jasper had went, but I knew he was around somewhere. I immediately scolded myself when I remembered that Alice and Jasper are married and the thoughts that I was having were inappropriate. I frowned to myself when I thought about Alice.

"Esme, where is Alice?" I found myself asking as esme led me through the foyer.

"Alice has been busy lately. I'm sure she will come and see you sooner than later." Esme said. I heard hesitance and something else I couldn't identify in her voice. I noticed that Carlisle and Rose's demeanors had changed.

"Bella guess what!" Emmett yelled flying in the house at vampire speed. He almost gave me a heart attack. I was glad that the twin hadn't noticed Emmett's entrance. They were to entranced at the winding stair case and the chandelier. It was very beautiful. I turned my attention back to Emmett.

"What is it Emmett?" I asked cautiosly.

"I made a playground and a tree house today." He said. His grin was wicked wide as he clapped his hands. He was so proud.

"You did?" I asked with false excitement.

"Yeah. It was all for the twins. I figured that while they stay here, It would be a good way to keep them occupied. I smiled and then I frowned when I realized how much that would hjave cost them.

"You shouldn't have." I scolded.

"But he did," Rosalie said raising her eyebrow at me. I decided best on not arguing with her.

"Thank you Emmett. We appreciate it. Don't we girls?" I said.

The girls each attacked Emmett's legs. He laughed and picked them up gently and juggled them in the air. I smiled. Rose did too. They were squealing thanks and laughing at the same time. The finally began too protest when Emmett started to tickle them.

"Say I'm the best Uncle in the world and I have maaaaaaaaad skillz," Emmett said still tickling them.

Together, in between giggles, they used the sarcasm and wit they got from me.

"I'm the best Uncle in the world and I have maaaaaaaaad skillz," They said. We all laughed except for Emmett, who pouted at what they said. He should have been more specific. Those two were awfully witty and technical. Emmett stopped tickling them when he came to the conclusion that they had said exactly what he wanted them to say.

We all stood there in the foyer and calmed down. My bruised ribs were staring to hurt, I was laughing so hard. I heard thumping come from the stairs and moaning. Who was that. When I heard a squeal, it was apparent who that was.

I grabbed the children into my arms and strutted my way to the garden that was far enough where my children didn't have to listen to Alice and Jasper enjoying themselves. My children held confused expressions on their faces.

The Cullens followed us out of the house and sat with us in the garden. Emmett played with Valerie. And Esme and Rosalie played with Vanessa. Valerie was the tomb boy of the two. She wasn't one for the girly stuff. She hated shopping and getting her nails and hair done. She was my little athlete.

Vanessa, on the other hand, loved shopping and classical music and playing with her dollies. They were very different. Val was the loud outgoing twin while Ness was more reserved and girly. Some of the things they did have in common was Spongebob and cooking. They loved both with a passion.

Thirty minutes of my watching my children and theCullens laugh, the front door opened to reveal Alice and... he definitely wasn't Jasper.

"Edward?" I asked. I was still stunned as to what I was seeing. I couldn't actually believe that my Edward was sleeping with my best friend. Or who was my Edward and or who was my best friend. "Alice," those were the pitiful excuse for words that exited my mouth.

"B-Bella? W-wh—H-how? When?" Edward stuttered.

"I could ask the same questions or try to ask the same questions at least." I said. The words finally passed the lump in my throat. I wasn't really upset about Edward being with another woman, but more so the fact that I wasn't informed or the fact that this had have hurt Jasper. Did they consider Jasper's feeling? How did this even happen? When? Why? How come no one told me? Was this the kind of family I was entering into? This definitely wasn't the family who left five years ago.

"Maybe we should take the kids in the house," Carlisle suggested.

"No," I think it came out harsher than what was meant. I walked over to my kids that had froze along with Esme, Emmett and Rosalie. I thought Rosalie was on some path at being or becoming my friend. She was the last person I expected to be lying to me...Or this is exactly what I should expect from the old Rosalie. Maybe there was no new Rosalie to begin with.

I guess I looked at Rosalie to long. She must have figured it out. I tried to smile, but it came out as a grimace. Rosalie stood up and started towards me. I walked passed her and to my children. There was only one problem.

Emmett.

"Bella, where do you plan on going?" Emmett asked.

"Home," I said simply.

"Home is where your family is. Home is where you are loved. That place isn't your home." Esme stepped in.

"And where would that place be?" I asked her.

"Here," She said in so low in almost a whisper.

"Oh. You mean the place where 'family' is lied to? Or the place where my little ones are exposed to—to—to this?"

"We never meant to make you and your children feel that way!" Esme cried.

"Well that's how I feel," I said. "I won't stay here."

"Well you can't stay there," Rosalie said.

"Why not?" I asked. I knew the answer. I really hoped that they would get the picture.

"Because he'd kill you," Carlisle said.

"He's not home. He's at the hospital remember?"

"Weren't you worried about his friends doing the job for him?" Emmett asked.

"I think I'll take the risk," I said. I moved passed Emmett and scooped up the girls into my arms. It hurt my ribs like hell, but there was no way I would be admitting that today.

"Bella, be reasonable. Think about the girls,"Esme said in a pained voice. I turned around sharply and looked at the hurt on her face.

"We don't want to go home. Daddy's mean. I hate him!" Val cried.

"Me too,"Ness cried. They wrapped their arms around my neck and held on for dear life. My heart broke again when I thought about how I wasn't the only one who had to endure Logan's abuse.

"You can stay with me. Your children as well." I heard a voice say. Again, I turned around. Jasper. "Esme is right. You can't go back there. Would you and yours like to stay with me?"

I took a moment to think about the pros and the cons. There weren't any cons.

I nodded. "Whenever you're ready,"

"Wait. What happened. How is Bella here? Shouldn't she be in Forks?" Edward started.

"Who cares! Bella's back!" I heard Alice say behind me. I was lifted from the ground into a hug. I moaned in pain.

"Alice! Put her down!" Carlisle ordered doctorly.

"Oh, sorry." When I was set on my feet again.

"Bella, I never e=meant for this to happen. I never meant to cause you so much pain. We didn't plan it—," I cut Alice off.

"Jasper. I'm ready to go now," I said. I didn't feel like dealing with all of this. "I don't feel too good."

OOOOOOOO so she and Jasper. In the same house. Under the same roof. Bouw-chika-wouw-wouw. So how fast on that do you guys want me to move on that front? I hope everything is awesome at your homes. Have a merry christmas. I'm going to see Alvin and The chipmunks: The squeakuel Hahahahahahahahahahaha it will be hilarious! So tomorrow I probably won't post. SUE ME! No I probably won't write from then on to New years day. For all those who don't know. My birthday is January 1st.

Oh you guys, I was supposed to let you all no that randomgirl55 is no longer with us. Someone reported her. She said that she will be back after her writing skills develop some more. For all those who don't know of her, she was writing 'Once Upon A Dream' and another one is 'Seven Years'. Well I'm sure you've all read enough of my typing. Be happy and Merry on your Christmas day and REVIEW REVIEW*REVIEW*REVIEW*REVIEW!