I'm back! Let's get this party started!

-Bella-

"Edward have you gotten anything yet," Rosalie asked for the actual hundredth time.

"Not yet Rose, he isn't dreaming about anything."

"What about you Alice? Have you seen anything in the future yet?" Rosalie's impatience was clearly wearing on the rest of the family's nerves. One thing that I had learned since becoming immortal is that it doesn't give you endless tolerance to pestering.

"No." Alice stopped giving longer explanations, it was easy to tell she was getting annoyed at having to say the same thing over again and again. Everyone stopped talking and the only sounds were the heartbeats and respirations of those in the room who had a reason to breathe. The boy's heartbeat had been weak and even seemed to have stopped a couple times, and just when Carlisle would make a move to resuscitate, it would start again on its own. That was hours ago however, and now the beat was getting stronger. He was going to make it.

"I still don't understand why we couldn't have just dropped him off at the hospital in the first place."

This time it was Carlisle to respond, " The reason for that Rosalie is because the hospital is too far away from us, he would have probably died if we had tried such a thing." It was easy to tell by the look on her face that she didn't think that was such a bad thing, better that than to have her peace disturbed. "When he becomes more stable we will move him there, where I will continue to monitor him."

I lifted my shield and asked Edward in our own conversation how Tanya was doing, and he just shook his head. "Go talk to her Edward." He shook his head again. "Go talk to her Edward." Same response. I crossed my arms and looked at him. He sighed and walked out of the room, as he was walking Jake made a whipping noise with his mouth and got a high five from Emmett. I turned my glare on them both and Renesmee slapped them in the back of their heads.

After Renesmee called him an Idiot, Jake got up and walked into the other room to watch television, some action movie by the sound of it. He walked back in quickly and stood over the boy looking at him for a few seconds and then walked back into the other room. "Uh...guys, come here for a sec." We all looked at each other, not sure what was going on. When we were all in the room we looked around trying to spot what was important enough to call us in the room.

"What is it mutt, what is so important that you called us in here." Rose seemed mad that the one to break the silence was someone other than her.

"Sorry to pull the light off of you," Jake didn't take his eyes off the tv, "but we have someone famous in the house."

We all looked at the tv, it was some martial arts movie, a guy was surrounded with his back to the camera. The group moved in on the man in the middle and were taken out one by one, and when they were all finished, the man turned around and there on the screen was the boy from the couch.

Emmett was the only one to say anything. "That was awesome," earned him another smack to the back of the head. We could hear Tanya and Edward coming in from the forest, they had left the house so Tanya could talk without the others hearing. Edward came into the room and reading the thoughts immediately knew the situation. He looked to the television and saw what everyone else had. He started to say something when he stopped and ran out of the room at vampire speeds, we all moved as fast we could to follow and immediately stopped right behind Edward. Tanya had her hands covering her mouth, the boy was sitting up in front of her with surprise on his face, breathing heavily. He looked around the room quickly when he heard us, fear ruled his movements, his head jerking around.

He was so pale from his loss of blood, what little color he did have, drained as his quick jolt upright caught up with him and the blood rushed from his head. He passed out again and blood started to seep through his bandages. Carlisle moved the bandages and saw that the stitches were torn and went to work fixing them. Tanya left the house again.

Edward shifted under everyone's stares, they wanted to know what happened. Edward looked at me, his eyes were filled with sadness. "His blood sings to her, perhaps as much as yours did to me Bella. She almost bit him, she lost control for one second," his gaze shifted to the boy, "she almost killed him, thats how she sees it."

Carlisle spoke this time, "Did you catch anything when he was conscious Edward?"

"He wasn't conscious, it was purely instinct, he only felt the threat and his body reacted."

Carlisle again, "Very strange."

-Carlisle-

I was back to monitor his vitals, though I could hear him from anywhere in the house, there were some things that my vampire senses just couldn't pick up without a physical examination. After the quick check, I knew that he could be waking up in a few hours. "It is time to move him," though no one else was in the room I could hear their responses perfectly.

"Do you need any help?" Edward

" 'bout damn time" Rose

"Pick up food for Jake on your way home." Esme

"And some condo...never mind ill get those later."

"What the hell Jake?!"

"Sorry...it slipped."

Edward had tracked down the boys clothes as well as the culprit behind the boys condition. The grizzly was dead just a few feet from where the fight had taken place. I dressed him and picked the boy up. I was starting out of the house and saw Tanya at the edge of the clearing. "I'm taking him away from here Tanya, its safe for you to come back now."

"Thanks Carlisle."

It wasn't a long run, 20 minutes at vampire speeds. We got closer to the hospital and I stopped in a wooded area just next to it. I took out a scalpel and cut right where the claw marks and stitches were, making sure not to get any organs, but deep enough to make the attack seem recent and no work had been done. I pulled out an extra bag of blood and used it to make a fake trail of his blood and dropped him in clear view of the door. Time was of the essence now, even though he was going to live, he didn't need to lose any more blood. I took off at full speeds through the woods to where a family member had dropped off my car, drove into the parking lot to a spot where it was easy to see the boys body. After a little bit of acting I had him on a table performing surgery with a team of nurses. I quickly covered up any traces that were left of his previous treatment, and continued fixing him. It was dangerous but the plan seemed to be working, none of the other staff caught anything. After a couple of hours we had him in a recovery room for observation.

-Boy-

Black eyes were all I could see on the face. The face that smiled at me with blood dripping from its mouth, but I couldn't look away from the eyes, they weren't human. They lunged at me and I was woke from my dream. I looked around the room, I was in a hospital, a nurse was next to me looking at a monitor. I tried to ask for water but my mouth was so dry I made a noise like a zombie and the nurse startled and let out a small scream.

"Oh you're awake! Let me get you some water." She rushed out of my room, she tried to whisper but I could still hear her, "He's awake!" there were murmurs and a scurrying of chairs. Suddenly there was a lot of traffic outside my doorway, people walking by stealing glances at me trying to look like they weren't looking at me.

My nurse finally made it back with some water, "Thanks," my voice came much easier after drinking some. She just stared at me smiling, she wasn't much older than I was, probably just out of nursing school or a volunteer who was getting experience for school. She was attractive, even in nursing clothes. Probably a knockout in regular clothes.

" Have you ever been told that you look just like Vincent Webb?" She kept looking me up and down.

"Yeah I've heard that before, I want to meet him, maybe I can work as his stunt double," I looked at the doorway at people walking by glancing in. My nurse just stared at me.

"Are you sure you aren't Vincent Webb?" The suspicion obvious on her face.

"Uh...," she couldn't really recognize me that well could she? I had been out of the Hollywood circuit for a year.

"If you go to dinner with me, I won't tell anyone who you really are."

"Seriously, just look at my charts." Trying to trap me...

She picked up my charts looking them over. "Vincent," she glanced up at me, " Cooper."

"Vincent was a popular name that year."

"We tried contacting your parents but we got no answer." She was still suspicious

"I'm all alone, they died...in a car accident." Who was this girl, the head of my fan club? Hell did I even have a fan club anymore? The image of the black eyes from my dream popped up in my memory.

"Well I guess you aren't him then," she looked down for a few seconds before she resumed, " still you are pretty amazing, not many people could take on a grizzly bear like you did."

"What?"

"Yeah, they found it just a few hundred feet from the hospital?" That's not possible, I was miles from the hospital when I fought it.

"Thats not...right, it can't be..." What was going on?

"Its not uncommon for memory loss with the amount of blood your body lost. You will be discharged from here in the next couple days," she started to walk away and turned back to me when she got to the door, "that invitation to dinner is still open."

She walked out before I could respond, "Crazy lady," I said to myself. While I was alone all I could think about was what happened. There was absolutely no way that I could have been close to the hospital, something wasn't right. It bothered me more than the fact that someone recognized me. The truth is that I am Vincent Webb, and I am Vincent Cooper. Webb was the last name I took when I was onscreen. I was a childhood star, and it continued into my teenage years. I was trained in martial arts since I could walk. My dad trained me in the beginning, and then trained with me after he ran out of things to teach. We traveled around the world, practicing everywhere. He served in the United States Navy and made a lot of friends around the world during his service. It is also true that my parents are dead, but not from a car accident, they were murdered. I was all alone. After their deaths I stopped taking roles, and eventually cameras stopped following me around, I had become too boring for Hollywood. Every once in a while my old manager contacts me with a part talking about comebacks, but I would always respond the same way, 'No.'

That night my dreams started the same way, the black eyes staring at me, cornering me. This time though the eyes changed. They were still black but they felt different, like there was no danger. When I realized this I saw who they a belonged to, the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on. Blonde hair falling over her shoulders, perfect lips, hips and bust. She looked so sad, so...alone. The dream changed and we embraced, clothes started coming off. I heard a curtain being drawn and a female voice. I quickly rolled onto my side to hide the tent I was pitching. It was Crazy Lady, smiling at me again.

"WHAT were you dreaming about,"she looked down away from my face and at the awkward angle I was laying.

"Huh, I dunno! I was dreaming about uh...," I said the first thing that my eyes fell on as I looked around the room , "penguins!" A documentary on penguins was on the T.V.

"Penguins?"

"Penguins." great going Vincent. Hormones suck so hard.

"Well my shift just ended and I was coming in to do one last check up. I'm not going to be here for a few days." She leaned over and got really close to my face, and slipped something into my hand and came dangerously close to brushing against my rager. "You know, while you were unconscious, I got to bathe you. It's only fair you repay the favor...call me," she looked at the T.V. as she was walking out, "penguins," she said thoughtfully. I looked at my hand and there was a piece of paper with a number on it.

A few more days went by when I got the note that I was finally getting discharged! They kept me at the hospital for a few more days to make sure I was healing. They didn't release me since I didn't have anyone to look after me at home. With my shirt ruined I had to get one at the gift shop. It just so happens that the only shirt they had in stock... had penguins on it. They were wrapped in bandages and holding little signs that were supposed to be funny. As I signed the last piece of paper I heard a familiar voice behind me.

"You really like penguins don't you?"

'You have got to be kidding me...' I thought to myself. Crazy Lady was behind me coming in for a shift. "Uh...yeah...they're great." She looked at me for a few more seconds before smiling and just walking away.

A page went over the intercom, "Code blue, room 142. Code blue, room 142." A blonde man was running by, his golden eyes reading a chart as he went, his doctors jacket flying behind him. He looked up right at me, his golden eyes bored into mine. He went further down a hallway but before he turned a corner he glanced back at me. I had seen this man before and he had recognized me.

Some nurses were walking out looking back at the direction the golden eyed man had just run. I could over hear them, "That Doctor Cullen works so much, he hardly ever takes breaks."

"Doctor...Cullen, where do I know you from," I said to myself.

The taxi pulled up to the front of my house, out in the middle of nowhere, just the way I like it. The front was simple, inside was anything but. I walked in through the front door and the lights came on. I was home and it felt good. My house sat on a mountain and went down the side for three stories. Inside was a fitness enthusiast's dream. The top floor, where the front door is, is the kitchen and garage. The middle floor was connected to the top via a rock wall that I climbed to get upstairs. On the middle floor was my bedroom which was really just a hammock and an open bathroom in the corner. Shelves for clothes lined the wall just outside the shower area. A television sat on an entertainment center on the wall opposite of the bathroom. The bottom floor was accessible by climbing ropes and housed my weights. There were elevators that also went from top to bottom in case I ever had visitors or brought in new equipment. It was nice being rich, I could afford to build any house I wanted.

I walked to the edge of the top floor and looked out the back of my house that was all windows, this place was really beautiful. I took a little dive out from the ledge and landed in the safety net that would save my ass should I fall from the rock wall. I didn't feel like climbing down, and the elevator was too slow. The stitches hurt a little bit, but nothing too bad. I got off the net and laid in my hammock, looking at all the pictures I had of my parents. I had taped them all to the ceiling above my resting place. The happy memories stopped when one picture caught my eye, it was a picture of when I was born, my dad was holding me and shaking hands with the doctor in the picture. I got on top of a chair and pulled the picture down. My dad was shaking hands with a doctor, part of the doctor's face was ripped off leaving only the left side. Looking at that side though, the eye was jet black, just like the eyes of that man. I looked outside at the setting sun, and I could have sworn I saw a flash of white through the forest.

Penguins.