I couldn't wait to get the next chapter written and uploaded that I only proofread it once so I apologize if it's a little out of order.

Any mistakes that you see are my own.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Twilight Saga. Stephenie Meyer owns The Twilight Saga and all its characters.


"It's about time they go on a real date," Seth says from the other line. "I just don't understand why it took Quil this long to ask Leah out."

"It's because he thought she didn't feel the same way he felt about her and vice versa," I explain as I fold laundry in the master bedroom. "So instead, they've just been exchanging flirtatious looks and stuff."

"He still would've at least tried," Seth says. "Or Leah would. You know, it's not always up to the guy to ask the girl out. Girls can ask guys out to."

"Did you not hear what I just said?" I practically snap. I stop folding and grabbing the phone—that was glued to my ear—with one hand, I sit on the edge of my and Jake's bed.

"Yeah, yeah, I know," I can imagine Seth waving a hand at me. "So, where is Quil taking our beloved sister?"

"I don't know," I answer. "Leah hasn't told Emily and I yet. But we hope it's somewhere romantic. Jake took me to this Italian restaurant on our first date. It's pretty pricey but the food's really good."

"I took Daisy to McDonald's on our first date," Seth says.

"Ew," I cringe. "Really, Seth? McDonald's?"

He just laughs. "I know. Even she thought so but at the same time she understood why I took her there."

"Why did you?" I raise an eyebrow, even though he can't see it.

"Because I didn't have enough money to take her someplace expensive," Seth tells me. "I did do just that, though, on our second date, as a way to make up for the first." There's a long pause on the other line before he speaks again. "I got a part-time job."

"And you didn't tell us this because…?" I chide.

"Because I wanted to make sure I could do it," Seth explains. "And it's not exactly the best job in the world."

"What is it?"

Long pause.

"A barista at Starbucks," Seth reveals.

"Okay," I say, blankly. "What's so bad about that? A lot of university students work part-time as baristas. Emily was a barista at Starbucks here in Seattle while she was attending the University of Washington."

"Again, it's not the best job in the world," Seth says.

"But the pay's good?"

"Yes."

"And the hours are flexible?"

"Uh-huh," I can imagine Seth nodding as he answers my questions.

"And the benefits are good, too?"

"Yep."

"And you're working in a safe, clean environment?"

"Uh-huh."

"Then I don't see what the problem is," I finish. "Working as a waitress is also not the best job in the world because I'm on my feet all the time and moving around the diner but I do it because of all those things I just mentioned. And also because I have kids to feed."

"You're right," Seth says, sounding relieved. "I guess I worried for nothing. It's just that whenever I want to do something with my life, I'm afraid of what you, Emily and Leah might think. Like the whole moving-far-away-to-attend-school. You guys did not take that well."

"But in the end, we supported your decision," I tell him. "I mean, sure, we tried to talk you out of it and Emily threatened to tie you up so you'd never leave the house, but you were old enough to make your own decisions and I guess we still thought of you as our little brother we needed to protect at all costs. We still think of you that way."

"I know you do," Seth chuckles.

"How is school going for you?" I change the subject. "You're not playing Fortnite when you're supposed to be studying and doing homework, are you? Because if Emily finds out…"

"Yeah, yeah, I know, she'll kill me," he finishes. "Don't worry, I'm not. And to answer your question, school's going well. I have finals so I'm studying really hard for them."

"That's great," I praise my brother. "You're well on your way into becoming a lawyer."

"Yeah, I still got three more years of undergraduate study to go," Seth says, "and three years of law school before I'm officially a lawyer."

"So that means you're coming home, then? After you've completed your finals?" I cross my fingers, hoping he gives me the answer I want to hear.

"Of course," Seth tells me and I pump my fist up in the air. "And I think it's finally time you guys meet Daisy. Turns out, she lives in Tacoma."

"Finally!" I practically yell and Seth just chuckles. "Have you told her anything about us?"

"Only that I have three older sisters who are always on my case," I can hear the laughter in his voice.

"We're only on your case because you're after all, the youngest in the family," I assure him. "And you're a thousand miles away, remember?"

"I know," Seth says. "But anyway, I talked a lot about you guys and about our past. I told Daisy what happened to Mom and Dad and how you, Bella, saved all four of us from being next."

I smile sadly. "I only did that because Dad told me to."

"Even if he didn't, you still would've done it," Seth says. "And Daisy applauds you for that."

"She sounds like a sweet girl," I smile.

"She is," I can imagine him smiling to himself. "You'll like her. She's actually studying to be a doctor like Leah's doing so they definitely have something in common." There's a brief moment of silence before he speaks again. "Well, I should probably go. Finals."

"Oh yeah, sure," I say, standing up. "But we'll talk later tonight? With the rest of the family? Charlie and Susie miss you very much."

"Charlie and Susie?"

"Yeah, Jake was the one who came up with the nicknames," I tell Seth. "And they actually like them. I hope you're okay with that. Emily and Leah are."

"Of course I'm okay with Charlotte being called 'Charlie' and Susannah being called 'Susie,'" he says. "I mean, you did name them after our parents, after all, right?" We both laugh at that. "But yes, hopefully we can talk later tonight. Bye, Bella."

"Bye, Seth." And with that, I hang up.

"Was that Seth?" I jump at the sound of Jake's voice and turn to find him standing in our bedroom doorway in his uniform.

"Uh, yeah," I say.

"How's he doing?"

"Great," I tell him. "He's studying for finals. What are you doing here?"

"What, I can't stop by my house to see how my girlfriend is doing?" Jake grins, entering the bedroom and walking up to me, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me against him.

"You saw me three hours ago," I state, lifting my head to look up at him and reach up to wrap my arms around his neck.

"I know," he says. "But I miss you and the twins when I'm at work. If it makes you feel any better, I drove by their school during recess before coming over here."

"How are they?" I ask.

"They seem to being doing fine," Jake tells me.

"And what did the teachers have to say about you snooping around?" I raise an eyebrow.

He just laughs. "Nothing considering I'm a cop. From what I could tell, they just thought I was driving by, checking up on things, which is the truth."

"Well, I'd get mad but I would've done the same thing," I say. "I have done the same thing, actually, even though I knew the girls would be safe, especially when they're with Emily."

"That's all part of being a mom," Jake tells me. "I know that from experience. My mom used to always worry about me when I was at school so she'd show up to my classroom, unexpectedly." He smiles weakly. "She'd walk up to my desk and embarrass me in front of my teacher and classmates by fussing over me. After about five minutes, she'd finally leave me alone and go home. The school then would call my dad at work and tell him about how his overbearing wife suddenly showed up at his son's school without warning and when my dad got home, he'd give my mom an earful."

"My mom actually did that too," I say and Jake nods, knowing exactly which mom I'm talking about. "Because the school's never seen her before, they thought she came to kidnap me. They called the police but it was only my dad and Mac who showed up. My dad then explained the situation to them but did not know that my mom showed up at the school because she was worried about me and wanted to check up on me. What I don't understand is why she didn't do that with Seth or Leah or Emily."

"Maybe because she worried more about you than she did her own children," Jake speculates. "You are the Chief's only daughter, after all. Maybe Sue wanted to make sure you felt loved and included and was worried that you weren't being just that."

"Maybe," I say and I suddenly burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" Jake stares at me like I'm crazy.

"I can be overprotective of the girls just like my mom was," I tell him and he laughs, too.

"We eventually become like our parents," he says, grinning, before grabbing his phone from his holster and turning it on. "I should go. I got to get back to work and I think Paul's starting to become agitated in the cruiser."

"Why didn't you invite him in?" I ask, shocked and surprised at this. "I would've made coffee for you two."

Jake just shrugs his shoulders. "He was tired so I let him sleep for a bit."

"Well, go then," I shoo him away, playfully.

"Can I get a kiss goodbye, first?" Jake asks, leaning in. "Because it may be the last time we see each other."

I sigh and he leans in to give me a quick peck on the lips. When he pulls away, I shoo him away again. "Now, go."

Jake chuckles before turning on his heel and walking out the door. He stops in the hallway and turns back around. "I love you, Bella."

I smile. "I love you, too, Jake." With that, Jake leaves to go back to work and I go back to folding the laundry.


"I like her already," Leah grins like the Cheshire Cat when Seth mentions that his girlfriend, Daisy, is studying to be a doctor at Stanford. "She and I are going to get along just fine."

"Yeah, she was a candy striper at the Seattle Children's Hospital," Seth explains. "She saw how badly hurt the patients were and wanted to help by majoring in medicine. At least if a client gets hurt at work or has been in an accident, Daisy can nurse them back to health and I can help them settle a dispute in court."

"You'd make a great team," Emily teases. "So, when are you flying in?"

"I still have two more finals to go and Daisy does too," Seth answers. "So, this weekend, give or take."

"That's fine," Emily says. "Now we just have to figure out where you'll be staying."

"With you, of course," Seth tells her.

She smiles weakly. "Yeah, about that. You know Sam and I are dating, right?" Seth nods at this. "And that we have been for a while now?" Another nod. "So, he's pretty much moved into my house."

"And that's a problem?" Seth asks.

"It is if you don't want to hear moaning coming from our bedroom in the middle of the night," Emily says and Seth just cringes at this.

"You'll stay with me," Leah tells him. "Quil and I haven't gotten that far in our relationship. We haven't even gone on our first date yet."

"When are you? Going on your first date, I mean?" I ask her.

"This Friday," Leah tells us. "We're going to dinner and then seeing a movie."

"Oh, fun," Emily says. "At least he's not taking you to McDonald's." This last statement is directed at Seth as she smiles teasingly.

"You're never going to let this go, are you?" Seth groans, running a hand through his hair.

"Nope," Emily says, still smiling. "If you needed ideas on where to go on a first date, all you had to do was ask. I mean, you do know you have three sisters who know about this stuff, right?"

"It didn't occur to me at the time," Seth says.

"Well, now you know you can come to either one of us, or both, if you need advice on dating or about anything really," I tell him.

"Where are Charlie and Susie?" Seth asks, changing the subject.

As if on cue, the twins come running into the living room and when they see their uncle on my laptop screen—as well as their aunts—they block my view of the screen, leaning in close to get a better look, even though I have Skype on full-screen mode.

"Hi, Uncle Seff," they greet, ignoring their aunt Emily and aunt Leah, who don't say anything.

"Hi, girls," Seth grins at them as I reach forward to pull them back at a safe distance. They sit on the floor by my feet. "How are you doing?"

And like always, they start to babble on about their day and what they've been doing lately. While they're still taking swimming lessons, I've also signed the twins up for other activities like gymnastics, dance, and for Susie, piano lessons. Emily has a grand piano at her house that my dad bought for me when I took lessons as a child. Even after I stopped, we still kept it because we figured one day, our children might want to use it. Emily is always telling me that Susie plays on the piano all the time whenever the twins are over at their aunt's house. It was Emily who suggested I sign Susie up for lessons.

Seth listens intently and with the grin plastered on his face as the twins tell him about that day we went to the aquarium with Rachel and Rebecca. Seth knows who they are because earlier, I told him about them. Charlie and Susie tell their uncle about how they saw a mommy sea lion, a daddy sea lion, and two baby sea lions that reminded them of their own family. The family of sea lions were so cute, I just had to take a picture, that I then show Seth, whose grin grows even wider.

"Okay, girls, it's time for bed," I interrupt the twins' babbling. They groan and beg me with their puppy dog eyes to let them stay up a little longer so they can continue to talk with their uncle. "You can talk to Uncle Seff another time. In fact, he's coming home soon."

Charlie and Susie cheer excitedly at this and we all laugh. They then say good night to Seth, as well as Leah and Emily, and stand up, running down the hall to the bathroom.

"I'll be right back," I tell my siblings before getting up from the couch and following the twins to the bathroom. I can still hear Leah, Seth, and Emily talking as I watch Charlie and Susie brush their teeth in the mirror. They continue to babble in between brushes about what they want to do when Seth comes home.

"Is Uncle Seff staying with us?" Charlie asks as I tuck her into bed, having already done so with Susie, who passed out as soon as her head hit the pillow. Jake is working the graveyard shift so I am on my own with the twins' bedtime routine.

"No, baby, he's not," I tell her. "He's staying with Aunt Leah."

"Oh," I can hear the disappointment in Charlie's voice.

"You'll still get to see him," I assure her, pushing her hair away from her face, making a mental note to schedule haircut appointments for the twins. "You love your uncle Seff, don't you?"

Charlie just nods.

"He loves you too," I say. "And so do Aunt Emily and Aunt Leah."

"Don't forget Daddy and the police," Charlie adds and I laugh. "And Susie."

"Of course. They all love you." With that, I give Charlie a kiss good night and she closes her eyes, falling asleep. I then stand up and leave her room, but not before checking to make sure her night light still works. Seeing that it does, I turn off her room light and close the door, slowly.

"Okay, I'm back," I say as I come back to the living room and sit on the couch in front of my laptop, still in a video chat with my siblings. "What'd I miss?"

"Seth just booked the tickets for the flight back to Seattle," Emily explains. "I was thinking once his plane lands, we pick him and Daisy up at the airport and we all go out to dinner, meet Daisy, and invite Rachel so Seth can meet her."

"What about Rebecca?" Seth asks.

"She's back in Hawaii," Leah tells him.

"Aw," Seth whines. "I'm always the last person to meet your new friends."

"You know why that is," I say. When Seth doesn't say anything more, I continue, "Besides, Rebecca was only in Seattle for the weekend. But you'll eventually get to meet her."

"So, it's settled, then?" Emily says. "We pick up Seth and Daisy from the airport and head to Ateara's for dinner. Is that alright with you, Leah?" I know she's only asking because of course, Quil will be there.

Leah nods. "Yes."

With that, we say our goodbyes and end the video chat.