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Chapter 2 – At Carlisle's

Hilly:

"OK," Bella said, all tense up. "What are we going to do next?"

"We need to blend in. We can't help Edward if we won't be with him." I shrugged. It was pretty obvious to me.

"Blend in how?" Nelly asked, still dazed with the 'romantic room' scene. Yhea, my sister was a weirdo sometimes. And a novels' sucker.

"You know - wear those stupid dresses, and talk like we're really from here. Go to church." I grimaced. For god's sake, I'm Jewish!

"So, what you're saying is that we'll live – " Nelly started.

"In Edward's time." Bella complete her sentence, wide-eyed. For a long moment each was lost in her thoughts. And then, Nelly shook her head.

"I'm the one who'll need to track him down, aren't I?" she asked with half a smile. She was so proud at her powers it was getting ridiculous.

"Yes, little sis." I exhaled. "You are." She sat on the bad and closed her eyes as Bella looked out from the window.

In the meanwhile, I was lost in my own thoughts. Those weren't the usual once – why here, what should I change, if I brought with me the right people – no, the main question was why now?

Why I had to go to one of my longest trips in my own anniversary?

Why?

Bella:

"I got him." Nelly declared before opening her eyes - which were gold with just a hint of black-hunger.

"Finally!" I breathed as the stone that was in my chest disappeared, leaving behind it some doubts and hopes.

"Where is he?" Hilly played with the pen that was in between her fingers.

"Five minutes of human walk from here." She answered, pleased with herself. "They have a pretty big damn house, if I may say so. Two stories, lots of rooms. But not as pretty as ours." She half-smiled at that thought.

"Gosh, why didn't we bring Alice?" Hilly hissed to herself.

"Why?" Nelly didn't understand – just like me – why her sister was so… annoyed? Pissed off? She usually was pretty calm, focus, and most of all – self-confidant. It looked like all of that disappeared at the second we came in to this room. I wondered why…

"Because we don't know what he'll do, what will happened when we'll mess things up and – " She got out of the bed and stared out of the dark window at my side. "Why for haven sake's are we even here." She said in a lower tone, and then she started to whimper. Her shoulders shook rapidly and her face rested in her hands.

"Hey, Hilly. Hey, what's up, hon? What's going on?" I hold her shoulders for support. What'd happened?

"It's… it's just that – " Hilly started to say between her sobs.

"Tomorrow is your anniversary with Tom!" Nelly slapped her own forehead. "How could I forget? Stupid, stupid! Of course you're acting like that, how won't you - " She kept jabbering to herself.

"It's OK, Nell." Hilly whispered. "It's just that – "

But Nelly cut her off again. "What's OK? You planned this day since you met him! Stupid! Stupid!" Nelly yelled and then knocked her head gently on the wall like that would make-up for her lack of early-understanding.

"Nelly, I don't think that the wall will make it." I commended softly. She stopped.

"Good. Now, what are we doing next? Remember, I'm the new one." I tried to light the atmosphere by this little joke.

"Hey, you hold a joch!" Hilly made the perfect imitation of Achmed the dead terrorist to help me out. I couldn't resist the smile that follow.

"So, what exactly?" Nelly asked, sitting on the floor with her legs crossed. Her little skirt made it very clear that she's not from here – not from this time. Just like my jeans and Hilly's top tank.

I shrugged. "Hill is the expert, isn't she?"

"Eh, you told another one!" Hill kept quoting Achmed. I think she's the only Jew that watches this.

"Hilly, stop joking around!" I snapped. "It's Edward's life we're talking about!" I took a deep breath to calm myself down a bit.

"I'm sorry," She whispered, the pain was visible in her eyes.

"Me too," Nelly bowed her head in shame as she looked at her pale legs.

"So, do I have to repeat my question again?" I tilted my head.

Hilly's head jerked up. Her eyes were glassy. She had an attack. "Carlisle. We have to go to him. Now." Her voice was lower, calmer. It was the trance's voice. Alice keep saying that she's glad she don't have the same attacks as Hilly – and she doesn't know how she's handling it. It was the first time that I understood the meaning.

"What do we need to do, Hilly?" Nelly was at her sister's side in an instant. They were kind off like Alice and Jasper at this thing – Hilly with her info-attacks and Nelly was the questions-guy.

"Edward's life is in danger." I flinch as she went on. "He has to help us. We will help us," her voice sounded like a song, rhythmic and steady. "We have to meet Edward's mother. His mother." She repeated herself.

"What about her?" Nelly asked.

"She'll help us. She'll help. 'Cause she knows." That was a shocker – my eyes were bulging in that second.

"Knows what, Hill?" I managed to ask in a low tone.

It looked like my voice broke her attack. She blinked a few times, and her eyes were vivid again. But it didn't erase her memory. "Edward's mother knows about vampires." We all stayed frozen for an hour at least after that announce.

"How is that – " Nelly was the first one to get over the first shock.

" - Even possible?" Hilly completed her sentence. "Bits me."

"We have to go." I grabbed Hilly's shabby bag pack. "We have to go to Carlisle. He's the one that can help us right now – you said so yourself."

"You're right," Hilly nodded. "Where is he, Nell?" She asked.

Nelly smiled an arrogant smile. "He's a vampire for heaven sake's. It's just too easy." She focused on my nose, and in the next second she said. "Four miles. North."

"So, are we going?" I asked.

Hilly thought about it for two and a half seconds. "Let's put some clothing on first - we don't want to scare our cousin to the death, do we?" She hand me one bag that contain a purple dress a matching hat and gloves, and gave a pretty green dress a green hat and white gloves to Nelly. Then she picked a yellow top and a long-blue skirt with blue gloves and a little blue hat for herself.

We got dressed quickly and sneaked from the window when Nelly was the leader, I was right after her, and Hilly watched our backs.

Nelly:

Carlisle's house was too big for one person. It was perfect for our needs in that moment.

"So, where are we going to live in? Here? Or in the motel?" Bella spoke for the first time since we came out from the motel.

Hilly looked at the house for a second. "Not here." Was all she'd said.

I sniffed the air. "He's not here." I informed to them.

"He's probably at the hospital." Bella said. It was good that Bella came with us – she could give us all the information that we need to know. Though Hilly and I are living almost two years with the Cullens, we still don't know most of their stories. Well, I know just the main ones – how and where each turned, the whole Bella-Eddie thing, the Volturi thing and… well, that's it.

"ya right." I nodded. Hilly gave me a Killer Look – Killer in short – so I corrected my last statement. "You are right." Before rolling my eyes at her.

"Thank you." Hilly smiled at me politely. "Remember the key word – "

"Blend in." I mimicked her voice. Man, every trip we went over the same damn things – not to do this, not to do that. It was getting annoying! I mean, where's the fun?

"Where is the hospital?" Bella asked me.

"Oh, C'mon! What am I? A freaking talking map?" I turned so my back faced them. I looked at my new dress – the only good thing from this freaking trip so far.

"I believe they call it a GPS." Bella giggled behind me. I started to walk at human pace towards the trees, pissed off.

"I'm sorry, little sis." Hill put her hands on both my shoulders so I had to stop walking. She was stronger and faster than me… damn it all! "Can you forgive us and answer the question?" I looked at her and saw her puppy face. Man, maybe I am the one with the control-on-brains-thing, but Hill could convince a freakin' rock to fly with this puppy face.

"Ok." I murmured as I checked the air again, a few minds, and… "Bingo." I half smiled. "This way." We ran a couple miles and then we turn to the lake area. In less than two minutes we were in front of a big building with a simple sign that said 'Hospital'.

"You're the best." Hilly kissed my chick.

"I know." I took a step forward. Both of them stood frozen like two pale ice-pops. "So, are we doing this or what?" I raised one eyebrow at them.

They lifted their heads and we all marched and came in to the hospital. It looked like a normal evening there- some nurses were half-asleep, a few doctors talked quietly at the hallway and a few women and men were sitting on the chairs.

I looked at the closed doors and didn't know what we were going to do next. But before I could've asked, Hilly left my side and went toward the three doctors.

"Hello, gentlemen." She greeted them quietly. I could hear their hearts accelerate. She focused on one of them. "Do you know where Dr. Cullen is?" She smiled.

The young, blonde, tall doc. looked at her back. "And who are you, my lady, if I may ask?" He smiled. Man, he even had brown eyes – just like Tom had before his change. No wonder she went to ask them.

"I'm Hillary, Dr. Cullen's niece." She bowed her head a bit. The three men were dazed. Bella and I laughed quietly. Hilly sent us a dirty look. "So, do you know where my uncle is?" she repeated herself.

The same blonde doctor nodded. I didn't need an access to his mind to know what he was thinking… and man, it gave me chills to know that this is my sister that he's fantasize on. "Shall we?" he offered her his hand.

Hilly marked us to come. "We shall." She took his hand – thank god she wore gloves – and I was at her other side. Bella held my hand as we entered a room full of patients. In an instant I found Carlisle.

It's amazing that he hadn't change in over a century – the same hair, the same calm face, the same golden eyes… but something was missing in those eyes. He was lonely. He had no family.

I felt sorry for him, but I consoled by the thought that he won't be alone anymore.

"There he is, ladies." The blond doctor kissed Hilly's hand before living us.

We all looked at each other. "What now?" Bella whispered.

Hilly clenched her jaw. "Carlisle." She whispered. His eyes zoomed on us in the next second and he froze. I smiled at him, trying to calm him. It didn't work very well.

"May I be excused for a moment, Ms. Bake?" He asked the woman he was checking.

"Of course Doctor. " She squeaked. Carlisle stalked toward us, as the confusion on his face was clear.

"Hello." He said with the same calm voice. Man, I wanted to hug him, tell him who we were – but I couldn't. At least not there, in that crowded room. I kept my smile on my face. "Who are you?" He got strait to the point.

Bella and Hilly smiled to him as well. "We have a lot to discuss about." Hilly said to him.

"But don't worry, Carlisle," Bella said to him. "We just need your help." He eyed us for a second, but I think that our eyes said enough.

"Follow me." Was all he said. At the second we got out from the hospital, all the four of us started to run toward his house. We crossed our previous trail half-way. "How did you know where to find me?" He asked, not stopping.

"We'll explain everything once we get in." I promised to him.

After a few minutes we were sitting at his house. The living room was small but convenient. I recognized a few paintings from his study. Hilly stood by one of the pictures – the one that showed England in the 18th century. "This is my favorite." She whispered.

Carlisle looked at her wide-eyed.

"Hill, you're freaking him out." A giggle escaped my lips.

"I beg your pardon?" He asked. Then I gave up and burst into laughter.

"What have I told you a thousand times?" Hilly asked, not wanting a response. "Clean English!" she meant Proper English but damn I if I was going to correct her while she was pissed.

"I'm sorry; it's just that it's the first time in my whole life that I see you confused." I apologized to Carlisle.

"Have we met?" His eyebrows unite in confusion. I just shook my head, trying to ignore the fact that he looked like a lost puppy.

"We haven't met, but we will." Bella opened her mouth for the first time.

"What is that mean? Who are you?" Carlisle demanded.

"I'm Isabella – but, please, call me Bella." Bella smiled at him.

"My name is Nelly. Just Nelly." I glared at Bella again for the horrible last-name choice. Bennet my ass!

"Hilly. But here everyone will call me Hillary." She wrinkled her nose with disgust. "We'll explain everything, Mr. Cullen, just sit down and please, please, try to be open-minded."

Carlisle sighed deeply and then nodded once. "i'll try."

"Thank you." Hilly stood in front of him in a second.

"Well," She took a deep breath. "Here we go."

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