Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. Stephenie Meyer does.

Bella's POV

We jumped into my car and headed for La Push. When we finally got to the line, I called Sam. He answered after 3 long rings.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Sam? That you?"

"Bella? Yeah it's me. How you been doin'? Need something, I'm guessing?"

"Yeah, actually. I'm at the line, and I kinda' brought a few... uh... family members. But they're not like me. One of them is even like you!"

"Oh really? That's surprising."

"Yeah... umm... so can you come get us or send someone to so we don't get attacked?" I laughed and so did he.

"Yeah. I'll send Quil here in a sec'. Claire will be with him."

"Of course." I laughed.

"Alright, see you in a while."

"Okay." I replied. I waited for five minutes when I heard Claire yelling. For some reason, I expected the baby voice, the one I had heard so long ago, but I was surprised to hear an older voice, someone in their young thirties. Claire is one person around here that actually does get older. I saw them approach us, almost warily. Claire had went silent. Quil hadn't spoken. Did Quil get... older? He must've wanted to grow up with Claire so she wouldn't be alone. How sweet.

"Hey, Bella!" Quil had broken the silence. He looked down at the three standing next to me. "And who are these lovely young things?"

"This is Rosalice, Renee, and Conner. My children." Rosalice and Renee were staring at Quil in amazement, and Conner was giving him a death glare. Quit it, I told him. You're being rude. He looked down at the ground and continued glaring.

"Oh really? Wow." He looked at me and then to Claire. "Well, I guess we should get going."

"Okay." I replied, following him. My daughters followed in amazement, while Conner reluctantly trailed behind. When we finally got to the beach, Claire and Quil decided to leave us alone and give us some privacy. I was grateful, but I liked to know somebody around here. When we got to our spot, I saw a boy walking along the shoreline. He was very tall, and looked so familiar. "Kids, I want you to set up, I'll be back in a minute." They looked at me quizically, but I shrugged it off and kept walking towards the boy. As I got closer and closer, he looked even more familiar. And when I finally approached him, I realized who it was. It was Seth.