Bella's POV

Sunshine was streaming through the window, and it was hot, even though the AC was on full blast. I recognized this place immediately, even though I had been 4 the last time I saw it. It was the old house down in Phoenix. There was Mommy, sitting at the table, teaching my brother long division. She turned and smiled.

"Bella, dear, I'm so glad you are joining us."

'I'm dead.' That was all I thought when I smiled at my Mommy. She was young, only 29 years old. She was 15 when she had my brother, who was 14 the last time we were in this house. I sat down, and then Lacie, my old dog loped in, followed by my step-mom, Renée. This was heaven. But, when Renée opened her mouth, it wasn't her voice. It was a man's.

"Carlisle, why isn't she opening her eyes?"

Another man's voice, this time from my Mommy. "Edward, she's fine. Give it some time."

I was shocked. Not just because these voices were coming from Renée and Mommy, or that they seemed to be talking about me. It was because they both had beautiful voices, like an angel. I was surely in heaven. Abruptly, the scene in Phoenix melted away in a bright white light. I blinked a couple of times and saw the two most gorgeous men in the world. No, they were angels. But the one with the bronze hair and serious eyes face was a mask of worry. When I looked at him, the mask melted, and he smiled a tiny, crooked smile.

"Hello," said the man who hadn't looked worried. "I'm Carlisle, and this is my son Edward."

"I'm Bella. Bella." I replied to Carlisle.

"And do you have a last name?" questioned Carlisle.

"Um, Swan. That's my step-dad's last name." I answered, trying to not cringe at my step-dad's name.

"Are you ok? Are you in any pain?" asked Carlisle. 'Oops, he caught me.'

"Uh, no. Wait, why don't I recognize you?" I asked, changing the subject.

"Oh, we just moved here. We're the Cullens." answered Carlisle. I noticed Edward had said nothing and was looking slightly pained. But I ignored the fact and struck up more conversation with Carlisle.

"Oh ya, I heard about you guys. You're a doctor, right?"

Carlisle nodded. "Yes, that is why I was able to save you. "

'Saved me? Oh ya, Mike.' "I heard you had a really big family." I mentioned.

"Yes, would you like to meet them? They are all down stairs, and you seem stable enough to walk."

Nodding, I moved to the end of the bed gingerly. Carlisle and Edward supported me as I walked down the stairs. And there they were. Carlisle began introducing them.

"This is Esme, my wife," he pointed to a woman in her 20's with silky caramel hair. "Over there is Alice," a small pixyish girl ran up and hugged me, staying clear of my bandaged shoulder. "That's Jasper and Rosalie," there was a young man standing in the corner, looking only slightly less pained than Edward, and a tall, blonde Barbie staring coldly at her. That wasn't what caught my eye. It was the big, burly man standing next to Rosalie. I couldn't help but think that I knew him from somewhere; it was tugging on my mind. He was also staring at me intently.

Somewhat of a cliffy, I think. So who's the man? Send a review and tell me! :0)