Chapter 2

3rd POV

"So help me Nahuel! If you don't get that butt of yours in this house and have a drink and some food, right this second, I will whoop it boy!" Huilen yelled from the porch to her nephew.

Nahuel and his Uncle Joe were out working in the barn, tossing up bundles of hay to store. The difference between the two though, was that his uncle stopped to have a break every half hour or so on this scorching day.

Chuckling at Nahuel, "You better listin' to yer Aunt, boy. She will come and whoop that ass of yours." Joe wiped his brow and clapped his adoptive nephew on the back.

Nahuel couldn't help but roll his eyes, taking off his gloves he follows Joe out. "She always threatens that, she knows I ain't scared of her threat no more. I'm 25, not 12." He chuckled, causing Joe to roll his eyes and smirk.

Nahuel may be a 25 year old man, but he was still afraid of his aunt whooping his ass.

"DON'T MAKE ME SAY IT AGAIN, NAHUEL!" Huilen yelled from the porch, wiping her hands with the apron tied around her waist. Even though she was yelling, the smile on her face could be seen even from the barn. She loved watching her husband and nephew bond, even if it is over working. She was worried for a while after Pire died and Joham signed him over to her, he was very angry at the world then. He wouldn't play with the other kids, refused to acknowledge her and Joe, always wanting to be alone.

Then he met Emmett Swan, Peter Whitlock and Jasper Whitlock in college, they brought him out of his shell.

Nahuel had become her son, in a way, since she and Joe couldn't have one of their own. They didn't mind of course, they looked after the boys' often as late teenagers and then adults. They also looked after many children over the years when one of their neighbours needed them to.

"Oh, you made roast beef sandwiches, corn fritters and lemonade, my favourite" Nahuel smiled excitedly as he took in the smell of his favourite lunch snacks. He loved corn fritters and his aunt's were the best ones ever, though that was his own biased decision.

"Of course, and if you were here when I called you before, they would be warm still." Huilen scolded playfully at her nephew, placing the plate and cold glass of lemonade on the table in front of him.

Smiling up at his aunt he shrugged, "They will still taste just as good."

"Smooth" Joe snorted, the paper covering his face, but you could tell he was laughing by the way it shook.

"S'not like… you… can talk…. OUCH!" Huilen stood behind her nephew scowling, while he rubbed his head.

"Don't talk with your mouth full." She scolded him.

Swallowing the food in his mouth, Nahuel looked up sheepishly at her. "Sorry"

"Have you heard Emmett will be going away for two weeks tomorrow?" Huilen asked her nephew as she sat down across from him, her own lunch in front of her.

Looking up in surprise he shook his head no, "What about Rosie? Jay, Pete and I will be busy with the stalls for the fair and helping the riders. That is on top of tending to the farm as well." Worry laced through his voice.

Smiling softly at her nephew, Huilen leaned over and patted his hand. "His sister will be coming to stay with her."

Nahuel's brows rose high into his hair, leaning back he locked his fingers over his stomach and smirked, "So I get to meet Emmett's mysterious sister, 'bout time too."

He hadn't known the boys for too long, maybe four years or so, but he had never met his best mate's sister. For some reason his work schedule or some other reason always got in the way.

Joe and Huilen share a knowing look as Nahuel stared off into the distance, lost in thought, with a sigh. It was a look that needed no words but spoke sentences.

"Maybe you will see her at the carnival" Huilen stated simply, sipping her lemonade.

"Yeah… wait... she's taken though" Nahuel once again sighed, this time dejectedly.

Sharing another look with her husband, Huilen knew something would happen between little Bell and her nephew. Last she had heard and seen of the little lass, she was alone and looking quite lonely. She even confided that her relationship might be just becoming routine and has lost all hope at love. Maybe with the right convincing Isabella might see that even though she may love Edward Cullen, she was not IN love with him anymore.

Loud laughter could be heard from the front porch, two very familiar ones that made Huilen smile and get up to make some more food. Joe rolled his eyes, folded the paper and waited.

Soon Jasper and Peter come strolling in, shoving each other playfully on the shoulders and removing their hats.

"Oh, Ma Huilen, you shouldn' have" Pete said as she handed him a plate full of food.

"Hush, boy, and eat some lunch. I guess you boys be staying for supper too?" She asked, raising her brows at them both, causing them to smile sheepishly.

"You know we love your homemade chocolate pie," Jasper laughed, kissing her cheek and sitting at the table.

Looking over at Nahuel, Peter couldn't help but raise his brow in question. "What's with him?"

Chuckling, Joe kicked his nephew under the table, causing him to jump.

Scowling across the table at his uncle, he turned to greet his other two best mates. "Oh, just thinking what needs to be done tomorrow morning for the fair"

Both of the boys knew that was a lie, but they let it go for now.

"Anyways, we told Ma' that we were havin' supper here and then headin' to the grounds to set up for tomorrow" Jasper told Huilen, it was just a polite thing to do.

"Alright, I will make you boys another pie for later then" she sighed out playfully, causing the three to hoot and holler.

For the rest of the afternoon they all sat and talked about what they needed to do for the night and tomorrow morning before the fair opened. Emmett was leaving tomorrow morning as well, so they wouldn't be able to see him till he got back from his working trip up north, seeing as he was picking up his sister tonight at the airport.

Through the majority of the night, Nahuel tried to come up with a visual of Emmett's sister. Though it was to no avail, the boys and even their missus all found it amusing he had somehow never managed to meet her, and they hid all images of her when he was around.

And as he looked up at the starry clear sky, he knew tomorrow was a new day, a day that brought promises.

A/N: Oooo Nahuel's day….

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