Hello. I'm back. I'm doing better with this story, now, aren't I? Anyway, I own nobody except Ian, who I believe will come back in this chapter… that should be interesting. Whether or not he does, I would like some suggestions as to a connection between Jesse and Ian, or Suze and Ian. Having a connection there would make everything important in this story doubly complicated for the Cullens. Thanks so much. Please R&R.

Jacob P.O.V.

The confusion in Edward's voice as he says it is tainted by something else—horror perhaps? The fact that something can still horrify him—or confuse him, for that matter—makes it evident, for the first time, that he was once human. Well, it's the first time for me. I open my mouth to speak, but before I have a chance, Edward glares at me, knowing what I'm about to say. "No." he says. "We can't do that. Ever. That would bet the second time, Jacob."

I know he means when I told Bella he was a vampire, despite the fact that I didn't believe what I had told her, until about a year later. It turned out okay, though, didn't it? I point out, in my thoughts. That is one thing that is getting easier to accept; the fact that no thought, emotion, or plan is ever completely secure.

"Yes. But it won't necessarily happen perfectly again. In fact, it probably won't."

Don't care. It's only a suggestion. I'm going to tell them anyway. Alice glares at Edward. "Just tell us what the crap you to are talking about already. Or thinking about."

"Okay." I say. "How about we just tell Suze the whole truth. If she can see ghosts, will she really find it all that hard to believe? But we'll only tell her if she agrees to tell us her whole truth. When it comes to the supernatural, why should there be secrets. She may be human, but it isn't as if she's a human who doesn't already have personal proof of the paranormal world. It's not like anyone would believe her anyway. Think about it. She goes to tell someone, they ask her why she believes that. If we don't give her any physical proof that she can show someone else, she'd have to explain her secret, which many would still view as completely insane."

Everyone stares at me for a short moment before Bella said, "I'm with Jake on this one. That way, we can easily determine if it's safe to stay here."

"I'm still not comfortable with this," Edward says to us all, but it's mainly directed at Carlisle.

"I'm not really comfortable with it, either. But I have this gut feeling that it's our only option. I have never encountered someone like Susannah de Silva. Or Jesse de Silva, for that matter. I'll talk to Dr. de Silva tomorrow at work. I might invite him to come over here. With Suze, of course."

"If you're offering dinner it'll be the perfect opportunity to tell them why we don't eat. And why Jacob eats so dang much." Edward says sarcastically. I just grin.

I look at the clock. It's nearly twelve. I glance at Nessie. Bella notices and seems to be thinking along the same lines as me. "Time for bed Nessie."

"But, Mom…" she complains. It's kind of interesting to watch Nessie complain about being told to go to bed like the seven year old she is; it looks interesting because she doesn't look seven.

"Nope. We all have school tomorrow."

"You and Daddy aren't going to bed."

"You know that that's only because we can't sleep, no matter how much we would want to." She looks at me. "You should probably get some sleep, too, Jake." I nod and pull Nessie up the stairs by the hand, where we get ready for bed. I kiss her good night before we each go into our own rooms, falling asleep immediately.

Suze P.O.V.

"Jesse," I say as soon as the Cullens leave. "They remind me of that one ghost back in Carmel."

"Which one? There were a lot of ghosts back in Carmel. Myself included."

"The one killed by Red Beaumont."

"Why her?"

"Not really her. More him. Notice they didn't eat anything? Well, all except Jacob?"

"And that tells you what?"

"Was Dr. Cullen there when you arrived at the hospital this morning?"

"Yes…"

"Did he leave before or after you?"

"…After."

"Again with the exception of Jacob, they're all too pale; they don't get enough sun."

"Susannah. Stop. Please don't tell me…"

"I think they're vampires. Except Jacob, of course. I think he's a human being exploited by them, although it seems like voluntary exploitation."

"You thought Beaumont was a vampire, too. And it turned out that he was just insane."

"Fine, then. Next time I see Bella I'll just ask her outright."

A look of doubt passes across his face but he doesn't say anything to try and talk me out of a plan that's probably completely insane. He simply watches as I walk up the stairs to the bathroom.

Jesse P.O.V.

This can't end well.