EPOV

My brothers trudged out in the cold snow over to Emmett's black 2009 Ford F-150; that he rented out for our trip here.

I climbed into the roomy back seat. The truck was spacious, with six seats and tan leather interior.

Emmett was falling in love with it and debating on whether or not to just keep it, but then he would think of his custom designed Jeep Wrangler Rubicon that was sitting at home in the garage and change his mind.

I kicked my feet up on the long seat next to me and laid my head back thinking of the beautiful girl Bella.

"Yo dude! Get your feet off the seat! This is a rental; I don't want to have to pay extra because of the mud that came off your shoes!"

I chuckled and complied- knowing Emmett he would probably make me pay for it since it was my fault.

"So, what'd you think about those girls huh?" Emmett asked.

"I mean they are not exactly the kinda girls we typically meet- particularly in our line of work."

"Well they're not the typical girl's period." Jasper stated. He was right these girls would chew other girls up and spit them out.

"But think about it- Eddie," I cringed and scowled at the stupid nickname, "the girls you work with are either stuck up, gay, or something beyond messed up." he finished ignoring the glare that I gave him.

As I thought about it the girls I worked with were not any of those- sure a few here and there- but that was bound to be true for any school or workplace. The girls there were simply focused- most in fact were.

I had no interest in them, even though I had plenty of 'offers' as it were with the constant flirtation that was around, mainly because I my self was focused- at least that's what I told my-self. My brothers told me I was being picky, my mom told me in a nicer fashion that I simply hadn't found what I was looking for.

"That's not true; they're just focused to an extreme."

"Oh so that's what they call it now." He stated with a chuckle.

"I guess I had it coming though. Think of how many girls would jump you if they found out you were just a big romantic at heart?" I retorted. He glared and suddenly shivered as he let that process.

"For me it's not only the fact that I am a musician-"

"A good one at that," Jasper interrupted.

"-It's the fact that I, along with my two older brothers, am charming handsome- and rich." That's really all the girls thought about, how much stuff I could dote upon them. A shiver ran down my spine. Like most of them needed it anyways.

I was attending California Institute of the Arts, earning a Masters in Music Theory and Composition with a minor in Music Management and Merchandizing as well as Music Performance. The girls there were either there for some form of dance, or music performance, whether it was vocal or instrumental. A few girls I had run across were sincere and more focused, yet still friendly, but more often than not I ran into an absorbed 'Daddy's girl' that just wanted me as a trophy of sorts.

"What about you? The girls you work with fawn over you." I stated remembering when I went to give him his forgotten wallet, only to find girls swooning over him- then seeing me started hitting on me!

Emmett chuckled, "Yeah, you would think that I would have no problem picking up the ladies, but I was never interested. They seemed…I don't know… superficial. Oh and they never seemed to focus on their job!" Jasper and I laughed, Emmett joining soon after.

"Well let's see, Edward has girls that are either stuck up and rude, Emmett has girls that swoon, what does that leave me with…?"

"Military stick-in-the mud's?!" Emmett called out laughing before Jasper could finish his sentence.

"No!" He groaned in aggravation to our brother's statement.

"They're nice and they're focused, unlike your coworkers. They have fun, but know when to be serious. Heck they can even take a joke! Do you remember that time when you came to my office and started cracking off army and navy jokes and every girl sitting there was either laughing or smiling?"

We all started laughing at the memory. Jasper worked in Military office surrounded by only a few women- which were starting to grow in number, which Jasper found inspiring- most of which had to remain focused on their job so as to prove themselves. Most of the time they rolled their eyes at whatever stupid joke my brother came up with and left the room, a few times though my brother would say something that made them laugh- it was easy to do with him around. Ever since we were kids he could take a somber room and fill it with laughter.

"I guess though I'm too focused and not really interested in those around me," Jasper finished.

"Whatever happened to that girl that you used to work with? What was her name?... Charlotte?" Emmett asked remembering a brown haired girl that worked in a near-by desk to Jasper.

"Oh, yeah Charlotte; she got married to Peter and then was reassigned to a European country." Peter was a good friend of Jasper's that he went to boot-camp with; Jazz was the one who introduced Peter to Charlotte.

Our conversation slowly died down thinking of the many women that had hit on us and were turned down. We spoke about many a date that went down-hill; occasionally remembering one's that had promise, but in the end didn't work out. Hopefully change was in our future.

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We had been driving for about ten minuets when we arrived at the hotel that we were staying at. Emmett parked the car and we grabbed our boards and headed to the sliding glass doors. A very cheery lady rushed up to us

"Good day Mr. Cullen's. Is there anything that we can do for you here at the Denali Princess Wilderness Lodge?" (Don't ask me our mother picked it! The place was enormous and stylish, but the name kinda put a dent in our manhood.)

"No thank you," Jasper politely stated.

We wandered over to the elevators when we passed the manager Enrique- a rather nice guy.

"Welcome back Mr. Cullen's. I hope you had a good time on the slopes?"

We turned to look at each other- easily remembering that we never actually went down as we found something else that occupied our time- and chuckled.
I turned back, "Yes sir, we had a great time," a genuine smile on my face.

"That's wonderful. If there's anything you need, please don't hesitate to ask." He stated and then walked over to another guest ensuring they were being well taken care-of.

Ding!

The elevator doors opened and we climbed in, pushing the button that took us to our floor.

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When we got to out room we set our snowboards down and began taking off the layers of clothes that we had on.

Emmett walked over to the desk and began dialing his office. Jazz and I walked into the a-joining room and turned on the TV. Emmett's calls tended to take a while.

We started a game and had gotten to about the third level when Emmett walked in, plopping down on the bed beside us.
"So… how'd it go?" I asked stupidly.

Ugh, he grunted meaning that it was finished, but that didn't mean that anything was accomplished.

"Dude, why do you work for them if you hate it so much?" Jasper asked.

Emmett sat up, "Honestly I don't know anymore. I love being in the medical field, but these 'high-falutin'" Jazz and I snorted at his term, "doctors are so aggravating, sometimes I wonder if they even remember why they became a doctor or if they just did it for the money." I felt bad for him.

Emmett loved working at the hospital, getting to spend time with the 'little rascals' as he calls them, or listening to the stories of the elderly that just wanted someone to talk to. Even though he didn't look it, he was just a soft-teddy bear.

"Look man, I hear ya, but don't you think that you can find the same kind of work with out the jerks, at some other hospital?" Jasper added.

Emmett put his elbows on his knees, his head in his hands, you could see the torment the question was putting on him; he had thought about this question several times before.

"But I can't leave them." Jazz winced at his pain. I paused the game and turned to look at him. Emmett looked up, "What do I do?"

"That's up to you; neither Jazz nor I can decide that for you, no one can. What you have to decide is what is more important, helping the patients you know and love, or trying to get away from the annoying doctors that seem to careless about their own patients."

Emmett took a deep breath, "Your right, the patients." I chuckled, having not said that explicitly, but knowing which one he would pick no matter how I said it. Jazz and I turned back to our game, when his phone started going off.

"Here," he said distractedly as he handed the control to Emmett.

"Hello," he answered and walked away into the other room so he could hear.

When he walked back in he had a faint smile on his face and was shaking his head back and forth.

He looked at the screen and noticed that Emmett was mutilating me in the game, so much so that I should have just stopped, but he needed to blow off some steam- and what kind of brother would I be if I didn't allow him this.

"What's so funny?" I asked jamming my thumb into the button repeatedly; to try and take down Emmett's character- it wasn't working.

"That was mom. She wanted to 'remind' us of our promise to have dinner with them, and that we would meet them downstairs. Oh and that it's semi-formal attire."

"Aww," Emmett whined either at the fact that I had finally taken him down on this round, or the fact that we would have to dress up- or boh.

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Ready and waiting we headed down to King Salmon Restaurant- an Alaskan sea-food dining- dressed in button down shirts and slacks. I was in mom's favorite shirt of mine- a hunter green Pronto Uomo sport shirt with black slacks. Emmett was in a black diamond check fitted Pronto Uomo, wearing khaki slacks. Jasper was a light blue Pronto Uomo that had stripe pattern to it, wearing black slacks. That's was what our mother had forced us to buy at Men's Warehouse, knowing that we would be going to fine dining; she was even able to force dad into a few.

We met our parents in the downstairs lobby. They had their own adventures of the day, but were staying in the same resort.
We hugged our mother, Esme, and shook our father, Carlisle's, hand.

"Well, how was your day?" mom began.

"It started out kinda of a bummer," I started, following Carlisle to the restaurant, mom and my brothers beside me.

"Oh, and why is that," she asked with a confused expression on her features.

"Well when we got to the top of the mountain, it was closed off. A young girl had gone missing from her parents after skiing off the trail and into the trees. Her parents looked for her butt couldn't find her. Search and rescue had to step in." As I told the story, my mother's eyes' grew wide and concerned.

"While they looked for her they had the mountain roped off so we couldn't go down. But while there we met the three girls involved in rescuing the little girl; Bella, Alice, and Rosalie."

My brothers and I told the events of our meeting with the girls. We each in turn told of what happened on the ski-doos, as we were not all there to witness; then filled in blanks of the events at the training center.

My mother, I noticed, continuously glanced in my direction, watching the look on my face as I talked about Bella. I couldn't help it, she was an amazing girl, unlike I had ever met before.

Suddenly Jasper's phone began to ring. He excused himself and wandered in the other direction.

"Who is that," mom asked, curiously glancing over at Jasper as his face produced a large grin. I shrugged my shoulders, but my thoughts turned to one person, in effect causing me to smile, Alice.

Emmett turned back with a chuckle, also noting the large grin plastered on Jasper's face. "It's probably Alice," he stated.

At the point we had made it to the host desk.

"A table for five please," my father stated politely to the hostess behind the desk. Her eyes grew wide as she took in my father's appearance; then glancing at my mother, my brother, and my self.

To put it mildly, we did not look like the average family. My mother and father looked incredibly young for their ages, both in very good health and physical condition.

My father had the blonde hair that Jasper acquired, with both Emmett's and Jasper's blue eyes. He was incredibly young looking though he was pushing mid-forties. My mother had caramel colored hair and a heart shaped face. She had given me her green eyes, but my hair was passed down from her brother- whom my brothers and I had never met. I had only seen pictures; he too had the tousled bronze hair and green eyes.

The girl shook her head slightly, blushing slightly at the fact that she was ogling, grabbed a few menus and led us to a table.

We sat at a circular table next to the window, giving my mom a wonderful view to enjoy.

As we searched for what to order, my dad spoke up.

"Who was it that called Jasper?" nothing ever got passed him.

"Oh," he started, slightly caught off guard, "That was Alice, the one of the girls we told you about. She was wondering if after dinner my brothers and I would like to get together with them and 'hang out'."

"Oh how wonderful! I hope you said yes." My mother looked radiantly happy at the idea of us hanging out with these girls; it was clear she liked the idea that we finally were 'settling down' or perhaps just liked to see us all happy. The effect these girls had on us after one day was astounding, our own mother could tell!

Jasper chuckled quietly, "Yes mother, I did. I hope that's alright with the two of you?" he asked turning to me and Emmett.

"I don't mind."

"Nor do I." Emmett and I both answered.

"So tell us about more about these girls. What do they do? What are their interests?" the questions from our parents began being fired off. As soon as we finished answering one to the best of our knowledge, they would shoot off more.

"When can we meet them?" mom asked.
"Um…" we all looked at each other, a mixture of confusion, wonder, and amusement on our faces.

"Don't tell me you didn't tell them about us?" mom asked in a scolding, yet slightly worried manner.

"That's not it, of course we told them about you. It's just that I don't think any of us considered introducing them to you, not that we don't want to, it just never crossed our minds." I answered.

"Oh" was her simple and sad reply.

I glanced at my brothers hoping they would note that we needed to make amends. Jasper quickly recovered, "How about we meet them tonight, and ask them how they would feel about a group event at your request? Its not all the time that on the second day of knowing a girl do we introduce them to the family." He added with a chuckle, my father quickly joining. My mother smiled, appeased.

"That would be wonderful. I'll have to put together a list of things we could do." I chuckled at her as she began planning for a tomorrow that might not occur- I hoped the girls wouldn't mind.

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After a wonderful dinner of lobster, crab, oysters, and more, my brothers and I headed back up to our room to change into more comfortable clothing.

We got back into the truck and plugged in the address, that Jasper had gotten from Alice, into the GPS system.

Thirty minutes later we pulled into the drive and got out of the car, slamming the doors behind us.

We slowly walked up to the door, took deep breaths, and knocked.

Alice answered with a brilliant smile and led us into a large living room. Bella was on the recliner and Rose was standing next to the stairs, the dogs scattered around the room. We smiled back at them and entered.

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A/n: i made slight changes to chapter 2 having forgotten what i had the brothers doing for a living- now it makes sense. sorry for the spelling errors throughout the story- i'm doing the best i can.

also i keep forgetting clearly i must be under a delusion but for future reference:

I do NOT own any of the twilight characters or even thr story itself!!

i'll try and put the disclaimer at the top of future chapters- i don't really want to have to go back and fix it. : D enjoy