My goal as a fanfiction writer is to write at least 1,000 words for each chapter of a story or a one-shot, if not more than that. But sometimes I find it to be very hard.

This is more of a filler chapter, and I only proofread it once—instead of the usual two or three times—but I hope you still enjoy.

Any mistakes that you see are my own.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Twilight Saga. Stephenie Meyer owns The Twilight Saga.


Emily came over early the next morning, while I was still asleep. I woke up to find her sitting at my desk in the corner of my room, eating a bowl of Cheerios. I was starting to regret leaving the spare key underneath one of the flowerpots sitting outside my apartment. The only reason why I did that was because I was always losing my apartment keys, but I haven't done that in months. It took me a while to realize I could just attach them to my car keys. Then again, if I lost my apartment keys, I lost the keys to my car.

Emily didn't even bother to say, "Good morning," to me. Just "So, how'd your date with the hot cop go?" After I freaked out because she left the twins alone back at her place, only to let out a relieved sigh when she told me Seth was with them, I went on to tell her that my date with Jake went well and that he invited me to look at a house that's up for sale because he didn't like where I was currently living.

"It's about time," Emily said after I was finished speaking. She gestured around her. "This is not the place for you and your kids to live in. While the inside is nice, the outside looks so old and worn down, the whole building looks like it could collapse at any moment. Not to mention, there's been a lot of break-ins lately in this neighborhood so of course it's unsafe."

"You're right," I agreed. "It just so happens I've been saving a lot of money to buy a house so I think this is the perfect time to look for one."

The rest of the morning was spent having girl talk with Emily while we ate breakfast. Even though the twins weren't home, I still made chocolate chip pancakes because that's what I always did for them every Saturday and Sunday morning. I just made them into regular round shapes instead of Mickey Mouse. It was around noon that Emily left and Seth texted me, asking if he could keep the twins for a while longer, to which I said yes. After all, he was only in Seattle until tomorrow night, and I wanted him to spend as much "uncle time" as he could with Charlotte and Susannah.

I had a nice, chill afternoon by myself. I had the weekend off from work, so I had time to clean up the house and do laundry and just have "me time." Throughout the afternoon, Seth sent me pictures of the twins and what they were all doing. Apparently, there was some sort of kids' event going on in downtown Seattle that he took them to. They had things like arts and crafts, games the kids—and even the adults—could play, and even cookie decorating, as well as food vendors. I don't always keep up with current events so I wasn't surprised or upset that I didn't know there was a kids' event going on. I wouldn't take my girls to one, anyway, because it'd be hard to keep up with them when they're running all over the place, fighting over who wants to do what first.

The last text Seth sent me shocked and surprised me. He sent me a picture of himself with one of the cops on patrol at the event. And it was none other than Officer Jacob Black. Seth told me, via text, that Jake approached them because he saw the girls from a distance and recognized them from last night when he came to pick me up for our date and met them. They introduced themselves and just got to talking. I hoped and prayed that Seth wasn't embarrassing me by sharing embarrassing stories about my life growing up with him, Emily, and Leah. Because if he did, he'd be flying back to California in a wheelchair.

I could understand why Jake didn't tell me about the kids' event. While he spent most of our date talking about himself, he didn't mention anything about it because he must've forgotten. He only talked about his family, hobbies, the volunteer work he does at the children's hospital, etc. But not about the event.

By the time evening rolled around, Leah and Emily came over at the same time Seth did with the twins. I made us all dinner and afterward, we watched a movie on Netflix. By the time the credits started rolling, both Charlotte and Susannah were getting sleepy so Emily helped me get them ready for bed.

After the twins went to sleep, Emily and I went back to the living room to join Leah and Seth. We just hung out and talked and I told Seth and Leah what I told Emily. While Seth was happy that I was thinking about buying a house, Leah's reaction was different. She jumped up from the couch and yelled, "Finally!", while hitting the air with her fist. Thankfully, the twins were passed out in their beds. They're both such heavy sleepers, I have to gently shake them in order to wake them up.

"It's about time you moved," Leah told me, repeating Emily's words. "I never liked this place, anyway, and I was hoping that one day, you'd see just how awful it is and move someplace better."

"When is Jake taking you to go check it out?" Seth asked.

I shrugged my shoulders. "He didn't say so I don't know."

"Will you be able to afford it?" Leah asked, sitting back down on the couch. "Buying a house can be really expensive. You'd have to be filthy rich in order to be able to afford one."

"Not true," Emily spoke. "There are some houses listed for sale between five to nine hundred dollars."

"But that's only if you get a fixer-upper," Leah argued.

"Again, not true," Emily said. "Even some fully-renovated houses are between those prices."

"I actually wouldn't mind a fixer-upper," I broke the tension that I felt was starting to rise. "At least I can make it my dream home. Like Mom and Dad did with theirs."

We all smiled at the memory. It wasn't until my dad and Sue got engaged that they bought a fixer-upper and started turning it into their dream home and it wasn't until they got married nine months later that we all moved in. Neither me nor my stepbrother and stepsisters could understand why it took a long time for all of us to live together, but we figured it was just an agreement our parents made.

"Didn't they do the renovations themselves?" Leah asked.

I laughed. "Yeah, but only because Dad didn't want to waste money on a professional contractor."

"But the house turned out great," Seth added. "And there was a lot that they did."

"Don't you get lonely, living in that house by yourself?" I asked Emily.

She shook her head. "Not really. I enjoy the large, quiet space and there's a lot for the girls to play whenever they come over."

"But aren't you afraid of someone breaking in and robbing you?" Leah asked. "Or worse, murdering you in your sleep?"

"Nope," Emily shook her head again. "Although, I have an alarm system installed, there hasn't been any break-ins since we cleaned up the place after Mom and Dad died. I wanted to sell it since it brings back the painful memory of that night, but they worked hard turning what used to be an old, abandoned wreck into their dream home. And the girls love the place because of the large space and the fact that they each have their own bedroom, though, I always find them the next morning, sleeping in the same room."

"It's a twin thing," I explained. "They stick together, even when they don't have to."

"Because if they're separated, they become anxious and start to miss the other person," Leah added. "I remember when I only took Charlotte out for ice cream, Susannah freaked out because she wanted to go too, but she had the flu. And while Charlotte was excited for ice cream, she was badly missing her sister, even if it was only for a few hours. But when I told Charlotte that we could bring home a small carton of vanilla ice cream for her sister, because that's Susannah's favorite, as well as hers, she was smiling again."

"I will eventually put the house up for sale," Emily changed the subject. "But right now, I'm not ready to move just yet."

I was about to say something when my phone beeped, indicating I received a text message. I grabbed my phone from the coffee table and both Leah and Emily giggled, while Seth just stared at me with a blank look on his face, as I checked to see who it was.

"Is that Jacob?" Seth spoke for the first time in a while.

I nodded with a smile on my face.

Hey, beautiful. I hope I didn't disturb you.

I sent him a reply.

You didn't. I'm just at home, hanging out with my stepbrother and stepsisters. What's up?

Less than a minute later, Jake texted me back.

I wanted to see if you're free tomorrow morning at ten to look at the house I told you about. I know it's early, but I talked with my friend, the owner, and he wants to meet you. This is the only time he can.

"Jake wants me to look at the house tomorrow morning," I told Seth, Leah, and Emily.

"Do you need me to watch the twins?" Emily asked. "Or Leah and I could."

"No, it's fine," I said. "I'll take them with me. That way, I can get their opinions on the house. I just have to ask Jake if I can bring them."

It's fine. Can I bring my daughters?

Sure, and perhaps I can take you all out for brunch afterwards, Jake texted me, a smiley face emoji at the end of his text message.

That'd be nice.

"What's he saying?" Leah asked with a smile on her face.

"He said I can bring the twins with me to go check out the house," I said. "And that he might take us all out for brunch afterwards."

"Aww," both Leah and Emily cooed.

So, I'll pick you and your daughters up at nine thirty tomorrow morning? Jake asked, via text.

Sure, I replied.

"Looks like I'll be seeing Jake again tomorrow morning," I announced, making Leah once again jump up with excitement.

We spent the rest of the night talking about other things, like how well Seth was doing at college and that he met a girl, but it's not serious. Both Leah, Emily, and I were both happy and upset for him. Happy because he has a girlfriend and upset that he didn't tell us right away. Whenever something big happens to Seth while he's away, he immediately tells us, no matter how boring it is. It was around midnight that my stepbrother and stepsisters left, but not before scheduling to meet up at our favorite family restaurant for dinner before Seth has to leave for the airport.