I keep forgetting this part.I own the story, not the characters. For those that received a reply to your review, sorry for the fake out, I really didn't think I would be able to update today but my children were all wonderful and went to bed the last two nights on time. So I was able to actually concentrate. I hope you like this chapter. I still apologize for any errors, still no beta. Also, my one year old tried to help me write some of this. I'm pretty sure I deleted all of his work, but sometimes when you've been staring at the screen too long the mistakes start to blend in.

Summary: All Human. Hidden amongst us are people with magical like qualities. For there own protection most choose to stay hidden, some blending with society while others stay away, pretending not to exist. Bella has not really existed for the last sixteen years, after a disastrous first attempt at being in public she meets the Cullen's can they help protect her before the Volturi find her and try to kidnap her and the other gifted Cullen children?

Friday moved much too slow for either Edward or Bella's liking. Edward had to face what he would call, pure torture as he watched his sisters con their mother into more clothes shopping after all school supplies had been purchased. This time Esme was not letting anyone out of her site, so the boys were forced to sit by the fitting rooms for well over three hours. When they had arrived at the hardware store to get paint, it was the same clerk that had been there during Bella's freak out. His eyes widen and he cowered a bit behind the check out counter. When Esme asked where the paint samples were, he pointed a shaky finger and stuttered out an "over there miss."

Edward laughed at the clerk, as the kids followed their mom, Emmett, who was last faked a lunge at the guy and said "boo" causing the poor boy to just about have a heart attack. Of course all but Esme laughed at that, which caused Esme to turn and give a warning glance to her children, knowing them well enough to know they were up to no good.

Bella's day wasn't as exciting, she spent the day working in the family's garden and doing school. The highlight of her day was when she was allowed to take her sketch pad outside and draw for a while before she was forced back inside so Renee could go to the store. Never was Bella allowed outside when her parents weren't home.

Shortly after Bella had come back inside, returning her drawings to the "school" room, Renee left for the grocery store. Not before giving Bella the same lecture she gave every Friday, of course. Don't answer the door, or the phone, unless it was her mother's cell phone or the police station. Don't go outside and of course, no magic was to be used. While Bella had never thought twice about listening to her mother's rules, today she found herself fighting the urge to roll her eyes. Edward had already told her he couldn't make it today, but a part of her wished some how, some way he would surprise her yet again. So, naturally, she rushed up to her room, grabbed the ladder, threw open her window and set the ladder up. With a sigh of satisfaction, Bella picked up her book from the bay window bench seat and sat down to read for a spell before working on dinner. Unfortunately she couldn't concentrate on a single word written on the pages of her favorite book. Every few seconds she would glance up at the window across from her, every time the wind blew, or a bird chirped it distracted her. Bella let out a frustrated breath and slammed her book shut, stood, throwing the book back onto the bench and exited the room to go start dinner and occupy sometime.

"Bella, honey, I'll clear the dishes tonight. I need you to go upstairs and pull out your winter clothes from the study and try them on. Let me know what we need to replace before bed so I can make a list." Renee said as the family was eating dinner.

"Okay, what do you want me to do with the clothes that don't fit?"

"Just fold them and put them in a bag, I'll take them to goodwill tomorrow too."

"Can you pick me up some more flannel's?" Charlie piped in, before take a bit of his food.

"Sure" Renee replied.

After dinner, everyone retreat to separate rooms, going about their varies tasks for the even. While Bella told herself, Edward wasn't coming, her mind didn't stop running. The ladder was back inside the window seat, and she had locked her window and closed the curtains before she started her trying on her old clothes. Still every creak from inside the house, or a small sound outside had her jumping with anticipation. Four pairs of jeans that were now to short and six completely horrific Christmas sweaters, a few too tight shirts and a couple of articles that still fit and looked decent later, Bella was carrying a bag down the stairs. She found her mother sitting in the arm chair, reading glasses on as she read what was no doubt a steamy novel. Renee looked up and smiled at her daughter, shutting the book and quickly flipping it over so the cover was no longer visible.

"All done sweetie?"

"Yep, just some jeans and sweaters don't fit anymore." Bella said, hoping her mom wouldn't look in the bag. Renee loved getting Bella, what she called, the most adorable sweaters. In reality, Bella thought that were ghastly. She had sweaters with real, tiny ornaments that dangle, she had some with bells, she had a couple that played music if you pressed a button on it and she even received one, from her mother, that would light up. When she was younger she thought that type of stuff was cool, but now, she just felt ridiculous when her mother forced her to wear them Christmas morning for their annual holiday family picture.

"Oh, honey! Those don't fit you any more? Oh and I loved the one wear the Santa moved and sung Jingle Bell Rock." Renee pouted, as she looked through the bag sitting next to her.

"Yea, I must of hit a bigger growth spurt than I thought. They're a little tight." Bella said, blushing slight but not fully lying. Some shirts she did have to discard because they were tighter across the chest, but she hadn't even bothered to try these sweaters on.

"Well, no worries, I know the perfect place to get you a new one!"

Bella resisted the urge, yet again, to roll her eyes at her mother, "That's great mom." She said, mustering a smile. "Is there anything else you need?"

"No, I think, everything is done. I made some sandwiches for you two tomorrow. I'm going to be leaving before you two do so I can get back earlier."

"Kay. I'm going to read before bed, night mom." Bella smiled before heading up the stairs.

Bella wrestled with sleep all night, though, it wasn't due to anticipation. Every time she would fall asleep, her mind would lead her to a strange dream she hadn't had for many years.

When she was younger, she would dream of the lake behind her house. Her mom be parked at the easel while she painted a picture of whatever happened to be in front of her, sometimes it was a bird, sometimes it was trees. Her father sitting in a lawn chair holding his fishing rod, as he usually was, and Bella would see herself playing with some sort of toy. As she got older the toy in her dream always changed. She would hear a voice calling her in the opposite direction of her family, but never did she see anyone. Renee and Charlie never heard, the male voice, singing a sweet song, enticing Bella to come closer and see who was singing inside the forest. Dream Bella would always stop what she was doing, cock her head to the side, and stand up, ready to start her journey into the dense trees that started where the property line ended. Always, something told Bella not to go, always Bella would turn and look back at her parents, then back to the trees, fighting with the decision of what to do. The singers voice would grow more frustrated, the longer it took Bella to decide, she would take a step forward, just to take a step back.

Once, she had told her mother about the dream. How, even though there wasn't anything scary per say about it, the dream still upset little Bella. Renee had tried to assure the young child that it was just a dream, probably a result of reading too many stories like Hansel and Gretel, and if she was really frighten she just had to remember, she controlled the dream, and nothing could ever hurt her while she was inside it. Bella held onto that belief. Until tonight. When the dream singer started to cackle and a faceless man stepped out of from behind the tree. Holding a fighting Renee in a choke hold. While he laughed, he squeezed Renee tighter and continued to sing.

"Come little child, I'll take you away; Into a land of wonder... Come little child, the time's come to play; Here, in my garden of magic."Bella looked back to where her mother had been, but as she turned, the family setting had changed. Now, she stood in the center of a small clearing, trees surrounding her, no one was there but the singer, Renee and Bella. Renee had tears streaming down her eyes.

"I control the dream" Dream Bella repeated, over and over to herself, closing her eyes and trying to imagine she was safe in Edwards arms. But when she opened them, it was the same scene. The man laughed even harder. Bella felt the fear bubble and tried again. She was starting to get angry, and before she thought, she threw her arm out, as if it was a bat hitting a ball. The man went flying back, causing Renee to drop to the ground, coughing and choking, Bella went running towards her mom, disregarding the man, who had stood back up and dusty himself off.

"That's what I thought child. It's about time." He said before bowing. As quickly as the dream had mortified from strange to terrifying, it was all over, and Bella found herself sitting in bed, breathing hard and shaking in her bed.

As Bella's brain started to remember and process the dream, she had an incredible urge to make sure her mom and dad were safe. She flew out her door and down the hall, not even knocking before opening the door and sighing in relief. Then she realized her dad was also in bed, she shuttered with disgust and quickly closed the door. Looks like Renee reading that steamy romance novel, paid off for Charlie. It was close to five am, Bella was in no mood to try to go back to sleep, still too shaken by the dream. Instead, she went to the kitchen, grabbed the milk out of the refrigerator and poured a cup into a small saucepan before turning the burner on. As she waited for the milk to heat up, she went to her room and grabbed her robe, slippers and the book that was laying on the window seat. She was content with not entering the room again until the sun had risen. She lit a fire in the fireplace next to the big comfy brown armchair before going to check on the now simmering milk. Bella poured the milk into a mug and added some chocolate syrup before taking it back with her to the living room and settling down with her book.

Across the wooded property, where the Cullen house lay, Esme was putting away dinner while the kids were off in their rooms and Carlisle was in his study. She had just packed the last of the roast from the nights dinner into the refrigerator when she spotted a few stray bags sitting by the front door. Muttering to herself about her kids and not knowing how to clean up after themselves, she walked over to them to see who they belonged too. Rosalie, of course, Esme thought as she peered through the bags. With a sigh she gathered the bags and head to the second floor where Rose's room was. The music was playing too loud in her room for Rose to possibly hear when her mother knocked. So, Esme let herself in only to let out a yelp and drop the bags.

"What the hell is going on in here?" Esme exclaimed as she stood in Rosalie's doorway with her hand on her chest, her eyes wide.

Rosalie spun around with a look of shock, and fear as she quickly grabbed the robe that was draped across her maple desk chair, to cover her nearly nude body.

Emmett's slack jaw closed as he turned bright red and started to rub the back of his neck, while sitting on the bed.

"Would you believe me, if I said Rosie just wanted a second opinion on what to wear to school Monday."

Esme and Rose rolled their eyes, as Esme walked quickly over to Emmett and grabbed a hold of his ear, dragging him out of the room. "Don't think you're off the hook Rosalie Lillian Cullen! Go put some clothes on."

She saw the door to Alice's room close as they entered the hallway. "Alice! If Jasper is in there with you heads will roll!" She yelled. "Family meeting. Now!" Esme barked, all the while, dragging Emmett by his ear down the stairs.

"Ow! Ma! Ow!"

"I'll give you an OW Emmett Dale Cullen!" His mother yelled as she forceful pushed him onto the sofa. "You sit right there and don't move a muscle!"

"What's going on Esme?" Carlisle asked, as he closed the door to his study and looked from his son to his wife.

"It appears your son was enjoy a striptease."

Carlisle's eyes went wide and his face redden a bit as he looked towards Emmett, who at least had the good sense to look at the ground bashfully.

"Why the family meeting? Shouldn't we discuss this with them, like we talked about?" Carlisle said, speaking in a hushed tone as the other kids came down the stairs.

"We will discuss that later, right now we are going to make some changes around here." Was all Esme replied with as she folded her arms across her chest and stared down each and everyone of her children. One by one they came and sat in the living room, Alice and Jasper first, both looking slightly embarrassed, Edward next with an amused expression and last Rosalie, who looked remorseful. She went to go sit next to Emmett but a quick glance in Esme's direction made her think otherwise, instead opting for the loveseat across the room.

"Darling, I really think it's best if we are on the same page first, don't you?" Carlisle questioned, whispering into her ear.

"No, I think I know what I am doing and you will be fine with it." She replied glaring at her husband. "Emmett, Jasper, you two are moving to the basement." Esme started, but held up her hand for silence as the boys faces lit into a smile. "Before you two get excited, this is a punishment, not a reward for disobeying the house rules."

"Hey! I didn't disobey anything!" Emmett protested.

"You don't think you and Rose broke house rules? She was practically giving you a lap dance in her underwear, in what world is that acceptable?"

"Well, you've never said she couldn't…"

Esme threw her hands up in the air and let out a frustrated cry.

"There will be no TV, no Wii or Xbox. For at least two weeks. You will go down stairs right after dinner, I will lock you in. You will stay there until the morning when I allow you back up to civilization!"

"But…But that's not fair! Jazz and I didn't even do anything wrong!" Alice exclaimed, upset, she hadn't seen this coming.

"Oh please! Don't act like you're miss innocent!" Rose snapped.

"Rose is right, Alice, don't think we don't know about your midnight appearances in Jaspers room." Carlisle said with a pointed stare.

"They've gotten caught dozen's of times! Why are Rose and I getting punished for getting caught once!" Emmett whined.

"Because they haven't been lying about a relationship for months." Esme replied. "End of story. You three boys and your father will help you move your beds down tonight and move all the T.V. and video equipment upstairs. Everything else you can sort out when we get back from meeting Bella and her father tomorrow."

"Oh, and don't try to exit out of the back door boys. Girls, don't try to sneak out and enter through the outside. The alarm will be set as soon as you go down those steps. You leave, we will know. As for you girls, you will go up to your rooms and remain there every night after dinner. Both of you will hand over your laptops. No shopping for two weeks." Carlisle added.

Edwards brows furrowed, if the alarm was on that meant he couldn't leave to see Bella. He had been planning on stopping by tonight again.

Esme noticed of course and raised an eyebrow. "Sorry Edward, but that means no midnight four wheeling. I know you get overwhelmed sometimes dear. But that isn't exactly safe and you know I don't like any of you going out without letting us know first." she thought.

Edward just scowled and nodded. Jasper looked at his brother with confusion then, a light bulb went off. "Sorry for screwing up your rendezvous' with Bella."

Edward nodded slightly.

"Man this sucks big balls!" Emmett whined.

"Keep it up and you can add another week onto your sentence." Carlisle chided.

"Girls, you may go to your rooms, bring me your computers and credit cards. Then I except you to stay there for the rest of the evening, Emmett and Jasper, go gather what you need for the night, Edward and Carlisle, please take care of the electronics in the basement. When you are all done with that you can move the beds down." With that, Esme walked out of the room and poured herself a glass of wine.

"I suggest you all do as you were told, I'm going to talk to my wife, Edward, start unplugging everything and I'll be down in a minute." He said as Carlisle followed Esme into the kitchen.

"Jesus Alice!" Rose exclaimed. "You're the worst psychic in the world, you know that?"

"Hey! I see the important stuff!"

"Well, I think me getting my Xbox taken away is pretty damn important." Emmett pouted.

"You know, if its split second decisions like that, I have a hard time picking up on it." Alice argued.

"Get to it children!" Esme hollered from the kitchen as the voices in the living room started to rise.

All five teens grumbled as they stood and went on to do their lists of chores. It wasn't until close to one am that the boys had finished moving into the basement. Carlisle laughed to himself as he locked the boys downstairs and set the code to the outside doors. He had to hand it to his wife, her idea was smart. The basement was practically an apartment. There was a small kitchen and a breakfast bar, a full bathroom, along with a pool table, two big couches, a dart board and more than enough extra room for the boys full size beds. As the game room, the kids spent the majority of their time down there and Esme had made sure it was a comfortable atmosphere, a place where the kids could bring friends and hang out, there was a door that lead to the back yard, so neither parent had to worry about the boys being trapped if there was an emergency. But, with making sure Carlisle took the only key to the door leading upstairs to bed with him. He and Esme could sleep well for the first time in months, knowing that the kids were not sneaking around behind their backs.

At around six in the morning, when Renee walked downstairs, bewildered as to why her daughter was asleep in the armchair, Esme was waking up her own children in a not so nice manner. She tuned the sound system, that was set to play in every room of the house, but her bedroom, with a push of the button into the oldie station, blasting the music at full volume. Every child in the house jumped to attention as if there was a fire in their bed, when the sound of SHOUT came overhead. This was something Esme did often when she wanted the kids up. She found it was far easier than knocking on every single persons door and making sure they would get up and stay up.

As the kids grumbled and groaned into the kitchen looking extremely disheveled. A well rested Esme smiled in delight as she set two carton of eggs next to pancake mix, blueberries, cantaloupe, strawberries, and a gallon of orange juice.

"Good morning everyone! You have two hours, I expect scrambled eggs, and blueberry pancakes to be on the table ready to serve. I'm going to go take a bath and then wake your father up." She said smiling with joy, " OH and don't make too much of a mess, I expect you to clean everything when we are done eating!"

She walked out of the kitchen, leaving the half asleep teenagers in a dazed state. They knew the drill, since they were old enough to cook, this was the pay back their mother would hand out whenever they did something to deceive or upset her.

"I'll do the eggs." Jasper grunted

"I'll mix up the pancake batter" Alice said cheerfully, always the morning person.

"I guess that means I'm on the griddle again." Edward mumbled with a yawn.

Rosalie sighed, " I guess I'll cut the fruit."

"Excellent, I'll taste test!" Emmett smiled, until he felt a whack on the head from his girlfriend. "Ow! Ok, I guess I'll help you Rosie." He said rubbing the back of his head.

Four hours later, everyone was fed, all was forgiven by Esme, well, she at least wasn't short with her children anymore, the kitchen was clean and all were ready to head down to the lake.

"Bella honey," Renee said softly as she shook her daughters shoulder. "Bella, wake up."

"Hmm" A groggy Bella replied, stirring in the big comfy arm chair. "Oh, sorry mom, guess I fell asleep."

"What are you doing down here so early sweetie?"

"Eh, I had a nightmare, couldn't fall back to sleep so I made some hot chocolate."

Renee frowned. "Oh, I'm sorry honey, do you want to tell me what it was about."

Bella shook her head, "No, that's ok, just a dream, no big deal right?"

Renee smiled, "Right, next time, don't you forget, you control the dream honey, if its going badly, you can stop it with a simple wish."

"Thanks mom, I'm going to go take a shower before dad wakes up."

"Ok honey, well, I'm heading out." Renee said walking over to the door and grabbing her light coat off the coat hooks. "Please be careful Bella, and remember, no magic. Not even to get out of touching those disgusting worms." She said, scrunching her nose in disgust.

Bella laughed, "Yes mother, I know."

"Love you! Have fun!"

"You too mom," She replied, walking up the stairs.

Charlie and Bella arrived at the center of the lake, not to far from where Edward and Bella had been just two nights before.

"Technically, this is the property line, your mom can't get upset with us meeting here, I didn't bring them onto the property." Charlie said with a smug smile.

Bella rolled her eyes and placed a hand on his shoulder. "You're just itching to try out the new sofa, aren't you dad?"

Charlie laughed and shook his head, "I love your mother Bells, but, I truly think this is what's best for you. So if that means enduring a few more nights on the couch, I will. But if you want us to go back, I'm sure the Cullen's will understand."

"No dad," Bella said, smiling a small smile," Don't get me wrong, I'm a little nervous, and I'm really not looking forward to when we tell Mom…But, I'm excited too."

"Carlisle seems like decent folk, and from what he says, his family is too. Just, do your old man a favor and keep your distance from the boys."

Bella blushed, of course, looking down and the ground, "Please don't embarrass me dad." She beseeched, trying to ignore his request. She didn't want to out right lie to him, but she couldn't very well promise him to stay away when she already had had two boys sneak into her room already.

Bella looked up and a smile lit her face as she heard the familiar sound of the four wheeler. They watched as in the distance, four vehicles came into view. Carlisle and Esme, riding together were on the first one. Followed by a grinning Emmett and, who Bella guessed was, Rosalie. Alice was sitting behind someone, who must have been, Jasper and waving her free hand, while the other held onto him. Bringing up the rear was Edward, beaming as Bella came into his line of vision.

"Charlie!" Carlisle said, walking up to the pair, along with his wife and reaching out to shake his hand. "Nice to see you again."

Charlie returned the handshake and nodded his head. "Thanks for coming. I sure appreciate it."

"This is my wife, Esme." Carlisle started, putting his arm around her shoulder before pointing out each of his children. "This is, Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper, Alice, and Edward."

Each teen stepped forward and shook the chief's hand, murmuring a hello and a smile in Bella's direction.

"You must be Bella. It's so nice to meet you, under better circumstances. Thank you for being willing to see us again." Esme said politely, trying to ease Bella's acute anxiety.

"I'm happy, to see you all again too." Bella said quietly, while trying not to stare at Edward, who was fighting the same battle.

"Hi Bella, I just know we are going to be great friends!" Alice squealed as she winked at her.

Bella smiled wider, trying not to laugh at the show the exuberant pixie was trying to put on. "I'm sure we will."

After a small awkward silence. Charlie suggested the adults sit and fish for a bit while the kids got to know each other better. Carlisle agreed, but Esme declined, stating she would rather cook the fish than catch it, earning a chuckle from everyone. Instead she opted to work some designs for the house that she had brought with.

Emmett announced this was a perfect time to play some Frisbee as he pulled on out of the backpack Rosalie had been wearing. The six kids stood in a wide circle and played for a while, until Rosalie, who had been extremely quiet, threw the Frisbee too far passed Bella, into the woods.

Bella started to run over and get it, but heard a twig snap that made her freeze and her heart race. Quicker than she though possible, she heard a thud and saw Emmett flat on his back a few feet in front of her.

"Son of a Bitch!" Emmett said with a groan as he slowly stood up, Frisbee in hand.

"What happened" Jasper asked, he was the closest one to the two. He saw Bella run to get the Frisbee and the next thing he saw, Bella was standing still, fear was radiating off of her and Emmett was on the ground.

"I just went to get the Frisbee…"a confused Bella started to explain. "How did you get over here? You were all the way across from me." Bella asked looking from where Emmett had been, in between Edward and Rosalie to where Emmett was now.

"Ah Superman speed, duh! How'd you do that? If felt like I hit a cement wall!"

"It wasn't me!" Bella exclaimed. "I didn't do anything!"

"Of course it was you," Rosalie snapped, coming over and standing by Emmett while glaring at Bella.

By this time, Esme had been alerted by the raised voices and walked over, standing off to the side but in the middle of Emmett and Bella. Alice and Jasper were across from her and Edward was standing next to Bella, fighting the urge not to hold her shaking hand.

"I swear, I didn't do anything, I went to get the Frisbee, I forgot Emmett's so fast. I heard a branch snapped and looked up, next thing I know he was on the ground!" Bella argued.

Emmett stood confused, still perplexed as to what happened.

"Well, you didn't mean for the hardware store problem to happen either and it did!" Rosalie bit out.

"Bella moves her hands to do anything like that, and believe me! Emmet would have gone flying farther than he did if she had done it!" Edward said before realizing what he said.

Esme raised her eyebrows and folded her arms. Between the closeness of the two, Edwards ears, that turn red when he is embarrassed, and the bright red shade Bella was turning, she had a good guess that last statement was an admission to something she shouldn't have heard.

"Really Edward? Care to explain how you know that?" His mother questioned.

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