AN: Hi!

Geez, I really can't say how much I suck at trying to post on time.

Well, this chapter gives you insight to Bella's family, her brother Chris, Ashton, and Sophia.

Also some wizard/vampire relationship together.

Sooo... READ!

I was perfectly content.

I was swaddled in my bed, wrapped in layers of sheets, blankets, and pillows. It was warm, and I was still really sleepy from the shift I had to work last night.

"Damn! Ashton, why'd you do that?!" I heard my brother, Chris yell from the next room over.

"Sorry, Chrissie, you're just to slow." Ashton yelled back.

"Slow, I'll show you slow!" I heard the tell tale thumps of wrestling in the next room.

"Ugh." I sighed, flopping back down into the mass of blankets.

I never really thought that my life would be like this. I mean, I was a wizard, frozen in an eighteen year old body, and a successful doctor. In New York City. NEW YORK!

And I do miss some aspects of my old life. The peace and quiet, the non stressfulness, actually having time for friends.

And Edward.

Yeah, really miss him.

I jerked my hands over my eyes as the hot tears spilled down my cheeks. It was the reaction that happened every time that I dredged up the [painful memories.

A quiet knock was at the door.

"Yeah," I said, "Come in."

Masen slinked through the door, glancing at the clock.

"Wow," he said, his eyebrows lifting. "You managed to sleep until 10:00. I'm impressed."

I threw a pillow at him. "Shut up. If we have to have all those new doctors, I need my sleep."

"Good. I hate when you're crabby. And I brought coffee."
I just noticed that he was wearing real clothes, not sweatpants and old T-shirts like the rest of the households' occupants.

He sat down on my bed handing me the coffee. It smelt like peppermints and white chocolate. Only someone so close to me would know my low tolerance for plain black coffee. Not everyone can just chew the beans and go on with their day.

"Chew the beans? Really, B?" Mason laughed from his perch on the bed.

Was I talking out loud?

"Yes, Izzy, you are."

"Shut up." I reached over and pushed him off the bed, Mason narrowly avoiding spilling his coffee.

Mason was my best friend. He was there when I was born, in Fort McCullen, Ireland. 2 rooms down, in fact.

He was there when we grew up, there through the multiple broken bones, jerks of boys and girls, and the worst time of my life. When Ed- HE left. That's why we were so close.

"Sooo….." Mason begin, glaring at me from the floor, "Anything you want to get accomplished today?"

"I should probably try to get a present for Chelsea and Chase."

Chelsea and Chase, my niece and nephew, where the only kids in my family. They were born to my Sister, Sofia, and her husband, Avery. Avery was a vampire, and Sofia hadn't changed into a wizard yet. It turns out that if a vampire has sex with a wizard, it can impregnate them. Only if it was a premature wizard, not one that had changed.

Their birthday was this weekend, and I, procrastinator that I was, hadn't got them a present.

"Yeah. A trip to 5th avenue, 2 weeks before Christmas, you better get up now. It's gonna take forever to even think about a subway."

I sat up on my elbows, placing my half drunken coffee on the nightstand.

"We can't walk?" I said clearly confused.

Mace shot a dirty look-"Hell. No. Way too many people. Way to tired."

Only Mason.

"Alright, well, let me get dressed, and then make some breakfast." I swung my legs over the side of my bed, reluctant to leave the warmth.

Mason left my room.

I raced across the cold wooden floor, shrieking as the icy floor touched my warm feet.

"Hey B! Keep it down! Avery yelled from the other room.

I rolled my eyes. You'd think that living in a Penthouse apartment would provide thicker walls.

A fact that on MANY different occasions had been proven false.

It turns out, my sister, is a screamer.

Shudder.

I walked into my closet that was stocked by Screaming Sophia herself.

She ran one of the most popular clothing companies in the world now, appropiatly named Sophia Callan designs.

I grabbed a pair of dark wash blue jeans, a light grey sweater, and brown under-the-knee boots, since it would probably be snowing.

I quickly darted into the bathroom to hose off, pinning my hair to the top of my head, because it was freaking could outside, and wet hair would not be fun outside.

I got out, putting on my clothes, not surprised that the blue jeans were so tight I could barely move. That was Sophia for you.

I got into the kitchen, not surprised to see three hungry boys crowded into my kitchen.

"Izzy! Food!" yelled Chris.

"You bellowed?" I said, walking behind the Island.

I grabbed eggs from the fridge, and pointed my head toward Mason, and the top cabinet with the pancake mix.

We worked together often, we had like a silent language thing going on.

Mason started to make pancakes, and I started to make cheesy eggs. Mmmmm…. Cheesy eggs.

"Hey, Ash. Chris."

"Sup, Izzy?" Ashton said, flipping his light blonde hair.

Ashton was the son of a major car companies CEO, Martin Motors.

Many people didn't know that all the companies like Infiniti, Ferrari, Toyota, Porsche, Volvo, Audi, and Lexus were all run by the same company. Ashton's Dad ran them all, and was really, really rich.

Hell, he even named Ashton for the car brand Aston.

"I have to go get your children birthday gifts." I said to Ashton.

"Wait- When's their birthday?" He said.

I smacked him outside the head.

"Hey!' He yelled.

"Keep it down!" Yelled Chris.

Chris. Chris was my brother, the youngest one in our family. He was a NCIS agent, stationed in NYC. He was the head of his team, one that specialized in Serial Killers and Terrorists. Everyday, I was worried that he would never come back.

I would assume it would be even harder on Ryleigh, his Fiancée, than for his little sister, but still, it sucked.

"Why Chrissie? Long night with Ry-lee?" Mason said, batting his eyelashes.

"Ah, shut up." Chris said, rolling his eyes.

I finished the eggs, dumping them onto plates, and handing them to Mason for pancakes.

Once the boys were eating, I cleaned up the pans, and then grabbed my own plate.

"You two are crazy for trying to go to fifth avenue today." Ashton said in-between bites.

"Eh," I said, shrugging my shoulder, "Maybe we'll go to see your wife today." Sophia had a shop on fifth avenue.

"Oh! That reminds me. I need to go to California today, and your Mom and Dad are both working. Can you pick up the twins?" Ashton said.

"Sure. I have my shift at eight. But, I can get out of it. No biggie."

"Annk oo!" Ashton said with a mouthful of pancake.

I rolled my eyes again, and started walking toward the door.

"Mace! Let's go!."

I stopped in the hall closet to grab my North face Jacket.

"IM COMING!" Mason hollered from two feet behind me.

"Geez!" I shrieked. "Do you have to be so loud?"

"That's what I do." Mason said, faking a New York accent.

Thanks for reading! Don't forget to review. Sorry it was kinda short.

Love,

Kylie M.

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