It had been two weeks. Two weeks I've tried as many combonations I could think of. Many times I just wanted to snap the lock in half and just open the damned box, but I couldn't will myself to. It was Bella's final wish for me to open it (without breaking the lock) and I would honor that wish.

I glared at the box hard, "Damn you...Why won't you open?"

"Talking to inanimate objects. That is way beyond pathetic, Edward." Alice opened the door to my room and came inside. She looked at me with hard eyes as she took me by the arm and dragged me out of my room. "We're going to go see Carlisle."

"What? Why, Alice? I need to..."

Alice shook her head, "Edward, you've spent two weeks in your room trying to open that box without even hunting! You need to realize sooner or later, that damned box will not open!" I've never heard Alice cuss or swear around the house. She would on special occasions but it was still surprising to hear such words coming out of her pixie-like mouth.

Alice opened the door to Carlisle's office and pushed me into the chair. "Carlisle! I want you to talk some sense into this boy." Alice grunted as she saw Carlisle patiently closing his book and folding his hands loosley in front of him with ease.

I scowled, "Nothings wrong with me..." What a lie. Of course theirs something wrong with me. My sweet Bella is dead and...and I'll never see her again for the rest of this fucking long eternity.

Carlisle looked at me with a slight hint of sadness and understanding. How would he understand? He never lost Esme for one minute of his life. "Alice, would you mind leaving us alone for a second?"

She stared suspiciously at the two of us but still, obeyed Carlisle's wish and exited the room. Carlisle turned his head towards me, his eyes kind. "Now, Edward."

"If your going to make me give up on the box, don't say anything please, Carlisle," I whispered. How would I be able to handle it if he, my 'father', discouraged me from the box too?

He broke into a smile, understanding still dawning upon his face, "I wasn't going to say that, Edward. I was actually going to say that I'd like you to see a friend of mine."

I raised one eyebrow, a friend? "Who is it?"

Carlisle smiled and said in a clear voice, "Come in Vivian." (A/N- XD I love the name Vivian...Heh heh...Yeah...)

Vivian? Understanding creeped through me as I growled, "Carlisle... I am not going to forget about Bella that easily."

"Edward, I'm not introducing you to Vivian for that. No, Vivian here has a gift that might me suitable help for you and your quest." I didn't notice as a vampiress walked out of the dark shadowed corner. Her golden-butterscotch eyes gleaming with curiosity.

"Carlisle, is this the boy you have been talking about?" The girl, or should I say teen, looked just about my age, maybe a bit older. I didn't expect it, but she was actually asian! I haven't seen an asian vampire in a long time, and this just reminded me how fierce and feline they looked. This Vivian looked like a tiger ready to trick a prey into her paws.

He introduced us, "Vivian, this is my son, Edward. Edward, this is my friend from a long time ago, Vivian."

Vivian laughed, her eyes narrowing into slits that made her look more cat-ish, "It wasn't that long ago, dear Carlisle." She walked over to me, her kimono flowing behind her like silk. "Nice to meet you Edward." Her eyes appraised me up and down, "I have to say, you aren't what I was expecting. Maybe a bit more skinny and wierd looking." She waved her hand elsewhere, "Who cares though? I'm Vivian, nineteen when I was changed, six-hundred and seventy odd years of vampirehood."

That was almost seven-hundred years! My eyes looked from Vivian to Carlisle, "How do you think she'll be able to help me, Carlisle?"

Vivian answered before Carlisle could, "Because I have the purrr-fect gift that will help you." Her eyes gleamed more as she purred like a cat. This girl must have been a really fond of cats when she was human, because she was acting more feline and feral by the second.

"What is the gift?" I asked curiosly. Just how would Vivian be able to help me?

Vivian smiled, "The gift to see into the past." She sighed, "Although to see into where and when of the past, I'll have to be where that place is to fully see."

Carlisle nodded towards Vivian's direction, "I have asked her to help you. Didn't you say that the three numbers are found on the day when her transformation ended?"

I nodded silently, so this was how Vivan would help... "Are you seriously willing to help me, Vivian?"

Vivian smiled, her smiles were odd somehow. It wasn't friendly, it wasn't mean, it was more like a threat saying: You get on the wrong side of me, your dead. "Of course, I'd do anything to help the son of dear, old Carlisle here. Carlisle, by the way, you simply have to introduce me to your family!"

"Of course," Carlisle stood up, "Why not now?"

"Purrrr-fect," Vivian purred deeply. Her exotic human life not only made her act like a cat, it made her move like one. She slinked down the stairs, her steps lithe and smooth. It was more silent than me or Carlisle's footsteps. Her body was loose and free but it seemed to be ready to strike whenever.

Everyone was sitting around in the living room, Jasper and Emmett playing their X-Box games while Esme, Rosalie, and Alice chatted about girl things. None of them bothered to look up when we entered, they assumed that no one that they did not knew was here.

I silently tried to read Vivian's mind for the first time and surprisingly, found it heavily gaurded. It wasn't immune to my powers like Bella's. Her mind was more like she was afraid of what others would find inside her mind. That made me even more curious.

Vivian didn't mind that no one look up, "Well Carlisle, what a nice family you have."

That made everyone look up by the new voice. Emmett wolf-whistled when he saw Vivian and Rosale slapped him on the head in return. Vivian just smiled slightly and didn't reply. Alice looked at Vivian with bright eyes, "Who're you?"

Carlisle motioned towards Vivian, "Everyone, meet Vivian Lesington. She's an old friend of mine." Carlisle turned towards Vivian, "Vivian, I'd like you to meet my family, Es--"

Vivian raised her hand, her eyes shining with brilliancy as she began to walk towards all of them. She first went to Rosalie, Alice and Esme, "Ah, the so-called beauty of the family: Rosalie. Nice to meet you. And Alice, the sweet girl who sees like I, except the future. Esme, of course, my dear Carlisle's wife." Vivian nodded towards each of them. Then she turned towards Jasper and Emmett, "Jasper, the emotion-controller of the house, you must have had a hard time these weeks." She secretly glanced at me pointedly then turned back to Emmett. "Emmett, the muscle of the family, are we? Strength is imporant, but so is balance Emmett, remember that."

Vivian seemed to talk like Aro and the others, a voice filled with knowledge of past, time, and the present. She may have looked like a teenager, but she surely spoke like an adult.

Then she turned around slowly to meet my glare, "And of course, Edward. We've already met upstairs... A mind-reader like you should have already known the password, but yet, Bella is immune to everyone's power. Ahh, it would have been more easy if you could have read her mind, but no matter. I have also heard you are the fastest in the familly, I do like to have a competition here and there."

My breath caught against my chest, how did she know of Bella?

Vivian seemed to understand my questioning eyes since she walked closer to me, her eyes holding mine. I was almost being hypnotised by her golden eyes that seemed to not end, "Bella, Bella, Bella. The sweet, innocent girl who left you like a dog abandoning a bone. The girl who has chosen to die rather than fight for your love. How saddening, would you really call that love, dear Edward?"

Anger boiled under my skin, how dare she insult the love we shared? I opened my eyes to retaliate when Carlisle stepped in, "Well then, seeing that you already looked into the past of everyone's lives here, Vivian, you must know of the guest room?"

Her eyes still stared into mine as she answered with a huge smile, her teeth shining, "Of course, it's right next to Edward's room, correct?"

Carlisle nodded quietly, she licked her two fangs that seemed to have appeared there out of nowhere, "I see, would little Edward mine showing me to the guest room?"

I began to shake my head when Carlisle shot me a look, She is our guest, be polite, Edward. If you want her to help, hold your tongue. I clenched my teeth together and Carlisle nodded, motioning with his hand to guide her to the room.

"So, Edward..." Vivian spoke as she walked up the stairs slowly, "Tomorrow I will visit dear-old Bella's room to check into the past, okay?"

I grunted, "Sure."

Vivian turned around abruptly, "Did she love you Edward?" The question was so all-of-a-sudden and random that I didn't answer for a second.

"Yes. Yes, she loved me with all her heart," I answered forcefully, she did, didn't she?

She laughed chillingly, "Well, what a pity!" Those feline fangs seemed to have returned again. I stared at them as she smiled.

She caught my gaze staring at her teeth and laughed again, "Ah, you are wondering about my odd canines, aren't you?" She closed her mouth for a second then broke into a smile again, this time no canines were there. "A little trick I figured out after I changed. It seems, my fondness of cats in my past life affected me verrrry greatly here." Her eyes immediately brightened, "Especially my balance, would you like to see?"

Before I replied, she jumped up to stand on the long, skinny wooden pole that ran straight perpendicular to the floor. She was standing on it with one feet, she then did a hand stand and only held herself up with a finger. "Of course, this doesn't even show my true balance. I'm actually more balanced on the battle field rather than at home." She jumped down and landed gracefully on her two feet.

All I did was stare. Vivian laughed loudly, "Ah, your not much of a talkative boy, are you Edward?"

She patted my cheek, "Get some rest, hon, we'll be working a lot tomorrow!" Then she turned around swiftly and ran towards the guest room with the grace of a cat. Her kimono flowed gently around her, stirring the air as she opened and closed the door.

I cringed slightly, "I have to spend tomorrow with her?"

I heard a loud voice, "YOU BET CHA!!" Then a loud laugh followed that as I grudgingly slammed my door shut behind me, was I the mouse being played with by the cat?