Good evening, passengers. This is your captain speaking and I want to wish you a safe stay in Seattle…

I sat still on my plush chair, the jet we were in descending as I could feel vibrations beneath me as the tires came out. Seattle?

I was completely across the country of where I used to live.

Now that I truly thought about it, I would never go back to Deer Isle. It made my heart ache. It was a stupid little town. There was never anything to do. But it was my true home. It's where I grew up.

I jumped when the jet hit the ground, my lips pushing together as I tried not to cry. I couldn't stop thinking about Alec. About what he was doing and if was hurt. Would they let him go? Would he be alright without me?

We were thousands of miles away from each other.

I felt so alone.

I turned my head, seeing Mr. Cullen reading through a newspaper. He was on the opposite aisle from me, leaving me a whole row of seats to myself. He didn't talk much. In fact he paid little to no attention to me.

But that was probably for the best.

I didn't want to talk to him.

I didn't want to look at him.

I hated him for taking me away.

I looked out the window seeing the airport just across from me, people busying themselves inside the building as they waited for their planes. We did not stop anywhere near the airport though, in fact the jet wheeled itself to the opposite side of the runway. Carlisle stood up, grabbing his briefcase.

"Come little one. We have a long ride ahead of us." He said, making his way down the aisle.

Ride? Were we not staying in Seattle?

I slowly stood up, my hands clutched at my side as I stepped out from the row of seats and walked down the aisle and to the door that opened outside, the stairs leading down to the pavement.

"I hope you enjoy your visit, Miss." The captain said to me, holding his hand out for me to grab.

"Come along Miss. Bella." Carlisle said from outside. I only smiled weakly at the man and shuffled my way down the steps and onto the ground. I followed Carlisle a few steps behind him, wondering if there was a way out. There was civilians in the airport, I could run for help…

"You won't get away fast enough." Carlisle said over his shoulder, realizing as I was lingering back. "I will catch you."

The threat in his voice secured the promise that he was not lying to me. And I didn't have any doubts. I knew he would catch me. He would probably kill me as well. So I walked quicker, now directly behind him as we reached a black Mercedes. A man was putting our luggage in the trunk and Mr. Cullen pulled out a set of keys, pressing a button to make the car blink.

He opened the back door, stepping aside and motioning with his head for me to get in. I took in a deep breath, biting onto my whole bottom lip as I slid into the car. He shut the door and was instantly in the drivers seat, starting the car just as the trunk behind me shut.

"You may as well take a nap. We have a two hour drive ahead of us." He told me, staring back at me in the rearview mirror.

I didn't give it a second thought and rested my head against the window, feeling myself slowly falling asleep.

-TSIPWR-

I woke up in just enough time to see the City Of Forks Welcomes You sign.

I had no idea where we were. It was nighttime and rainy, the small town tucked away in their homes as the streets had no lives to it. I settled back into the leather seat, picking at my fingers as I tried not to cry.

"You will like Forks, little one." Carlisle spoke up from the drives seat. "There may not be much to do, but I hear you like to explore. Forks is filled with forests and woods as well as the coast."

I said nothing in return and just pressed my lips together.

"You'll also have friends here." He said with a nod. "My son and daughter are well beyond your years but their donors are around your age."

"Son and daughter?" I asked quietly.

"Yes. Jasper and Rosalie. They are twins." He said, looking back at me in the rearview mirror with kind eyes. "Alice, Jasper's donor, was thrilled to hear that you were her age. She is very excited to meet you."

I sunk back into my seat and stared out of the window.

Why would she want to meet me?

I'm just another donor like her.

I had wondered momentarily if Mr. Cullen kept the donors in the basement, much like Aro did.

I shuddered at the thought and rested my head against the window, hoping that that was not the case. That maybe he would be a bit more gracious and let me at least have windows to see the daylight.

About ten minutes or so later we pulled into a break in the woods, the car weaving in and out as nothing but green scenery surrounded us. I peaked up behind the passenger seat chair, seeing a hint of light as a full house came into view. It was large and wide and it seemed mostly made of glass, the windows huge and covering one side of the home. I sucked in a deep breath and laid back into my seat, feeling as Mr. Cullen came to a stop.

"Welcome to your new home, little one." Carlisle said, exiting the car and grabbing my things from the trunk. I touched the door handle, opening it up and stepping down onto the rocks underneath my feet.

When we entered into the home I felt my breathing hitch as I was surrounded by a soft light. The inside of the home was absolutely beautiful, the walls decked in ivory as the white staircase led up into the other floor with lit candles on the edge of the steps. Paintings decked the walls and a fireplace crackled in the corner.

"I'll go put your things in your room. Feel free to wander about." Carlisle was gone within an instant with my luggage leaving me alone in the living area. I bit on my lip and stepped to the side, slightly leaning over behind a wall to see the kitchen just beyond it. I stepped to it, marveling at the kitchen. The counters were marble, the cabinets looked as if they were made of pearls and everything was just so white.

I touched the smooth surface of the mahogany table in the dining room, looking up to the sparkling chandelier just above it. Everything was gorgeous, nothing like my home back in Deer Isle. We had a small home, nothing this grand on the scale. And for a moment it felt weird to think that this is where I would be living.

I stepped back into the kitchen, turning around just in time to bump into something large and hard.

I squealed and covered my mouth, feeling something drop and smatter on the tile floor. A very tall boy stood in front of me, his chest broad and eyes a smoldering hazel.

"I am so sorry." I told him, reaching down to realize that what he had dropped was a plate full of spaghetti.

"That was the last batch," He groaned genuinely upset and leaned down to help me clean it up. "Don't pick up the glass; you'll cut your hands."

"I am so sorry. I didn't see you…" I tried so hard not to cry.

"Well you were walking backwards. Are you always so clumsy?" He laughed, his smile touching his cheeks as he brought down paper towels to clean up the red stains on the floor.

"Yeah… Sort of." I blushed, all hints of tears wiped away. We both picked up the spaghetti and then I helped him sweep the glass into a pan, dumping it into the trash. The boy looked to be about my age, maybe a few years older but he was built like a giant. He had to be over 6'3… I felt tiny compared to him, but I knew he was definitely human with the way his hazel eyes sparkled in the light.

"You must be, Bella." The boy reached out his hand and I took it feeling the warm roughness of it. "I'm Emmett."

"It's nice to meet you." I smiled and then felt my curiosity bubbling. "Are you a…" I trailed off, finding that my voice went silent as I tried to say the word.

"A donor?" He laughed and I nodded my head. "Yeah, I'm Rose's donor."

"Ah, Emmett. It seems you met the newest one of the bunch." Carlisle bounded the corner, patting Emmett's shoulder. "And I also see there's been an accident." He judged at the pan and broom and sniffed the air.

"Midnight snack." Emmett rubbed his tummy. "But Bella seemed to think I preferred it on the floor." He laughed and I immediately felt scared. What if Carlisle was mad? I ruined one of his plates… Would I be punished?

But Carlisle only smiled and told Emmett to find something else.

"I'm surprised Alice is sleeping." Carlisle mused as he grabbed me a glass of water. Emmett was back in the fridge, pulling different condiments out to make a sandwich.

"She tried to stay up… You seemed to take longer than usual." Emmett said, glancing back at Carlisle who nodded.

"Yes there was a bit of a set-back. It's no matter now; she'll be able to meet Bella tomorrow." He said as I sipped on my glass of water. "Are you ready for bed now, Miss. Bella?" He asked me and I nodded quickly.

Emmett said goodnight to me with his mouth full of his sandwich and I smiled, waving at him as I headed up the stairs behind Carlisle. He opened my door, leading me into a bedroom that was surrounded in glass and looking out to the woods. The moon was high in the sky and it lit up to room. It had shelves and shelves of books and music, a burgundy bed with bars of rose pedals engraved onto it.

"Your bathroom is just right there," he said pointing to the door in the corner of the room next to the far glass wall. "If you need anything, little one, do not be afraid to come and get me. Alright?" He asked and I nodded my head. He smiled graciously and stepped out, closing the door behind him and leaving me alone.

I walked around the room, touching the bars of the bed and sitting myself down on the chair next to it. The shelves that were stock full of different assortments of things made me realize that someone probably lived in here before me.

Another donor?

I had chills from the thought.

Next to the other large glass walls, there was a white futon with yet another shelf of books. I looked around some more before finally deciding it was time for me to crawl into bed. With the lamp turned off I changed into a new pair of shorts and t-shirt and hallowed myself under the covers.

I wanted to cry.

Emmett seemed to be happy here.

But I couldn't dig deep enough to be happy.

I missed Alec. I missed my home.

And with those thoughts I stumbled into a dreamless sleep.