a/n sorry to keep you waiting…I went to sleep after a party because I sorta kinda didn't sleep the night before :-D no more disclaimers, cuz that one was for the whole story, unless I feel the need to disclaim more stuff. Also…I DO CLAIM MARY ANNE! She, if not what she was or who she's related to, is mine!!

Face Down

"Mary Anne?"

I didn't know how this small vampire knew me. I knew no vampires before now, and I don't think you can even include seeing them and one of them knowing who I am as 'knowing' them.

She ran forward, that little yard, and hugged me. Her short, black spiky hair poked a bit at my cheek as she rested her head on my shoulder and wrapped her arms around my arms and upper-body.

"Um…" I mumbled, and took a peak at that picture of Mary Alice again.

This time, I imagined the girl now hugging me next to Mary Alice, a bit shorter, and with longer hair and blue eyes. They were identical. So was my aunt, the one I thought had been dead for decades, a vampire?

"Yes, basically," The bronze-haired boy said.

Was he talking to me? What, could he read my mind or something? The boy nodded, smiling, looking strait at me, through the little girl.

"So, you are Mary Alice?" I murmured, loud enough for her to hear.

"Yes, but I thought Cynthia thought I was dead," Alice said.

"Oh, she did," I sighed, "she went to the asylum, after your parents died, and they said you were gone."

"I was gone around 1920," She mumbled into my shoulder, still hugging me.

"Alice, I suggest you stop hugging her before she's totally freaked out by you, she doesn't even know who you are!" Said one of the others, to be exact, it was the tall teenaged one with a big build.

"He's completely clueless," I whispered to her while hugging her back, before she let go.

Once she did, she ran back to where she was, next to the teenaged boy with blond hair, letting him slide an arm around her waist and pull her closer.

"Emmett, she is Alice's niece, and she knows Alice already," the bronze-haired boy said.

"After a second, she felt comfortable," the blond boy that she ran to said, "now she's really confused at how we know this, Edward."

The bronze-haired boy, Edward, I take it, laughed.

"Boys, let me make it clear for her then, as well as introduce everyone," The one that looked older, who must be the coven leader, said.

I gathered the information I already knew. The one with the tall build must be Emmett; the bronze-haired one is Edward, and obviously, Mary Alice, or as they said, Alice. The rest of them, their names at least, were unknown to me.

"Hello," introduced the coven leader, "I'm Carlisle Cullen, and this is my family, Esme, my wife,"

He pointed to the lovely caramel-haired woman, who, at the moment, looked as though she was on one of those black and white TV shows from years ago.

"Hello," she said, and waved.

"The boy to my left, with the bronze colored hair is Edward, and to explain his actions, he can read minds," Carlisle pointed to him, and he waved at me, "The girl with him is Bella, his wife," the girl he talked about waved shyly, and I waved back.

"The boy on my right is Jasper, he is an empath, that is how he knew what you felt," Carlisle continued.

"Wait, what is an empath, I've never heard of one before," I interrupted.

"Empaths can tell what you are feeling, and make you feel one way or another, without seeing facial expressions," Jasper said.

"Oh," I mumbled, "sorry for interrupting, Carlisle."

"It's ok, you would have been wondering it one way or another, and someone would have told you," Carlisle stated and continued his introduction, "As you know, Mary Alice, though he prefers Alice, is your aunt, and she's married to Jasper. The girl next to Edward is Rosalie."

Rosalie didn't smile, but she nodded her head. She was the extremely lovely one.

"And Emmett is her husband," Carlisle finished.

"Hiya! Alice told us you had died, I guess even the psychic is wrong sometimes…"

"Emmett!! No one had told her yet that I was one!" Alice shrieked at her, then looked sheepishly at me.

"No, that's why they sent you to the asylum, right? Cynthia always believed you. She said you were really a psychic and wouldn't lie about that," I comforted her.

She beamed at that, like a ray of sunshine, giving a huge, lovely, smile, and ran forward to give me a quick hug again.

"So," she started slowly, then spoke as fast as she could, "Why are you here? How did you become a vampire? Who changed you? Where is he or she?"

"Alice," Carlisle stopped her before she could ask more.

"How about we go back to our home, you can then ask her questions, Alice," Esme suggested, or ordered, in Alice's case.

Alice pouted, but quickly got over it, and told me to follow her, grabbing my hand and pulling me at full speed, as the rest of the family followed. None of them could catch up, but Edward, who came up to next to me.

"Sorry about her, she's a little hyper to have found you, but don't worry, she's always like this," he said, smiling.

Alice gasped at his dis to her, and stopped abruptly, slapping him, as everyone else caught up. Emmett was on the floor laughing, though Rosalie looked bored to death, Esme, Bella, and Jasper were hiding their laughs, and Carlisle was smiling. Edward was laughing too, while blocking a few of her hits.

"Alice, calm down," Carlisle said, calming himself down, "let's get home, remember? You can then ask Mary Anne all you want."

"Anne, please," I spoke up now about my name.

Alice started running again, and I could hear Edward and Emmett laugh as they ran behind us. I sneaked a peak, and saw Edward holding Bella's hand, not running his fastest to stay with her.

A pang jealousy hit me, and then sympathy. I wished that I could find someone to love me like that. The sympathy was because I didn't want to be jealous of Edward and Bella, they were perfect together, like Alice and Jasper.

I looked forward again, and followed Alice, as we ran through trees to a nice home beside a road. We zoomed to the back door, and she opened it, letting me go in first.

I was in awe when I first stepped in the house. It was lovely. Wide, open, and yet cozy and homey, and bright. A good amount of white covered the living room while the connected kitchen, though unused, was stainless steel and wooden, for the cabinets, with granite tabletops.

On the same side as the kitchen, there was a closed door, and next to the door, there was a spiral stair-case. The staircase led to an upper floor that was open to view from where I stood. Banisters and paintings decorated the walls, though there was only one long one and two shorter ones. There were four doors, spread apart, showing the sizes of the rooms. One of the doors, which I couldn't see in, was open, the rest were closed. On one side of the floor, the opposite side of the staircase connecting the first and second, was another staircase, which I followed up to the third floor, where there were three more doors.

I realized that I hadn't looked at the other wall, and there I saw a door near the front of the building, and one more near the back.

"C'mon! I'm gonna give you a tour," Alice squeaked in the voice I just realized was very high.

She ran me to the side with only two doors and told me that the room we were in now, which had a huge TV and three white couches, along with a few recliners. Only pointing to the door we were next to now, she said that it was the bathroom, and showed me the room behind the door closer to the front.

Rosalie soon followed, and as I stepped in, she was right behind me. The room was the garage, and it was huge. It held a Jeep, a Mercedes, a Volvo, a BMW, a Porsche, a Ferrari, and one more, though I can't name it, as well as a black and white motorcycle. Rosalie ran to each car, telling me who it belonged to, and what type it was.

"This is a Jeep Wrangler, it's Emmett's car," She said while behind the Jeep, then ran to the Mercedes, "This is Carlisle's car, it's a Mercedes, S55 AMG."

As she named off the cars, Edwards Volvo, an S60 R, her BMW(M3, as I learned), I noticed how much she must know about cars.

"This yellow Porsche, a 911 Turbo, is Alice's, ask Bella or Alice how she got it, the Ferrari is Bella's, she got if after being changed, from Edward, and this one," she pointed to the one that I didn't know, "is an Aston Martin V12 Vanquish. It's Edward's special event car."

"Wow," I sighed, looking over them all, "What about that motorcycle?"

"Oh, that's Edwards motorcycle. Bella had one, she can explain to you why, but he got one to ride with her, though her dad found out she had one, and Edward never got a chance to use it," She said, "It's a Ducati."

I had no idea what she meant by Ducati, because I'm not a car-lover, or motorcycle lover, but it sounded like it was imported.

Edward, showing off his mind-reading abilities, popped his head in, and said 'it is' before leaving again.

"Showoff," I mumbled, hoping he would hear.

"Anyway…" Alice said, then pulled me out of the garage, and toward the other side of the living room, "this is the kitchen, Esme's favorite room."

I peaked inside it, to see what I hadn't seen before, and fell into an awed state, yet again. One of the walls, the one I couldn't see from the back door, was glass. Completely glass.

She took me to the closed door on that side of the room and opened it, saying it was the dining room. On the other side of the door was an extravagant, darkly colored room. Dark wood table surrounded by dark wood chairs, both with extravagant carvings. The wall was decorated in dark green and brown wallpaper, and the chairs cushions were the same shade of green as the wallpaper. The wall to farthest from me, just like in the kitchen, was still glass, making the room seem more open.

Alice pulled me out after I got a few seconds more of ogling time, then took me up the staircase, my eyes still wide. She took me to each room, declaring what it was as we went.

The first was Rosalie and Emmett's bedroom, decorated in bright colors, with a curtain available to pull in front of the glass wall. They had a great, king sized, bed in the center, but not a lot of mature things in the room. There were three dressers. One was blue, one red, and one black. I asked what the extra one was for and she just told me I didn't want to know.

The next one was her and Jaspers bedroom, which was decorated perfectly in baby blue, she said the color was because Jasper refused to have a pink room. There was a useless bed in the center, not against the back, glass, wall, and there was a door that led into a huge closet. Though there was that huge closet, there was also a dresser in the room, and a curtain, yet again, to cover the walls. There was also a bookshelf, full of mostly civil war related books.

The next room was a bathroom, but it wasn't as long as the bedrooms, and the wall at the end wasn't a glass one, probably because the closet was behind the bathroom.

The last room on this floor was Carlisle's office, which was decorated by a lot of bookshelves stuffed with books of all topics, though mostly medical, a computer on a huge desk made of the same color wood as the bookshelves, a leather couch, and a matching leather chair behind the desk and in front of the glass wall.

She pulled me up the stairs, and told me that the door closest was a bathroom, though Esme's closet went in between it and the glass wall. The next room, like she said, was Esme and Carlisle's room, and decorated in more elegant colors than Alice's, like green and gold, and had a king-sized bed. The walls were covered in paintings, Alice told me they were made my Esme, and in one corner, there was a half-done painting, and sewing materials, as well as more paint.

The next room was Edward and Bella's room. It had gold, cushioned, walls, except the glass one, a gold carpet that looked to be very plush, a big bed that was gold and black, and a black couch. There was a wall covered in bookcases, though half was music, and one half was books. The book half had books like Romeo and Juliet, and other Shakespeare, along with many other long-dead authors' books. There was also a stereo on the side with the bed, and a big dresser.

Carlisle called Alice, telling her to bring me to the dining room, where they were having a family meeting.

She ran me back down the stairs, holding my hand to make sure I followed, though I would follow no matter what, right now. She took her seat next to Jasper, and as I stood there, wondering where I could sit, Emmett came with an extra chair, and Bella and Edward scooted closer together to make more room for me, next to Alice. When Emmett took his seat with Rosalie, and I took my seat, Carlisle explained that this meeting shouldn't take too long.

"We only have one question to ask you," he started, "but first, do you have any questions?"

"Yes," I said, a little embarrassed, "How do you have gold eyes, when all other vampires I've met have red eyes, when they aren't thirsty?"

"We drink animal blood instead, and control our bloodlust around humans," he explained.

"Oh…" I mumbled, "that's the only think I wondered."

"Ok," Carlisle said.

"Then what was your question?"

"Would you like to join us, and be part of the Cullens?"

a/n and yet again, I leave you unknowing! Mwahaha…anywayz, sorry this chapter got so long! I kinda added a big chunk of it without planning it that way first, but it still works!!