Again guys, I am very sorry for not updating sooner. I did indeed get a second computer, so now it is easier for me to come on here and type than it had been before. So last week I sat down to type up this chapter, intending to finish it that day, but I had a major family emergency later that afternoon, and I have been incredibly busy and stressed out for the past week. Everything is fine now though, so we can all finally relax. :)

If you remembered correctly...the next chapter is going to be completely in Carlisle's POV. I'm sorry for the past few chapters being kind of boring...in 6-8 chapters however...some drama begins. *Insert Evil laugh here* Lol, so hang with me. ;)

Chapter 20

The rest of the week was incredibly boring. Bella and Edward left to go home early, so I spent the rest of the week alone. I still hadn't cooled down enough from my fight with Adam, and the two of us hadn't talked since our confrontation on Monday. Lance seemed cautious to approach me when he would see me walk by. I wasn't mad at him, but I avoided him as well for the rest of the week. Now more than ever, I was ready to go home. I sat on the plane, anxiously awaiting an announcement over the intercom to state that we were getting ready to land. And when it did come, I felt my heart start pounding insanely in my chest.

I walked off of the plane and through the tunnel, yawning as I went. Once I walked out into the airport...I really felt my heart pound, because he was standing there waiting for me. I felt this smile spread all the way across my face, as I ran toward him, flinging my arms around his neck.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him.

He chuckled. "Well Brooke...love...I decided I would come pick you up so that way you didn't have to take a taxi."

I just smiled and inhaled his scent. I looked up and noticed he was still wearing his white lab coat. "You came straight from work didn't you?"

"Yes I did." He replied, wrapping an arm around me and leading me to baggage claim, and then to the parking lot. I got inside the Mercedes and starred outside at the rain as he drove in the direction toward my apartment complex.

"You know what." I said. "I just now realized that I actually missed the rain."

He merely laughed in response.

"It's been a bad week." I said with a sigh, not taking my eyes off of the outside world. I had told him the basics of what had happened. I had simply told him that Adam and I were not exactly getting along right now.

"Well try and forget about it ok?" He said, offering me his dazzling smile. "Your birthday is tomorrow, and that is a huge thing to celebrate."

I shrugged. Celebrating was the last thing I felt like doing right then.

"Alice told me that she wants to have your party on Sunday afternoon."

"Yeah she told me too." I replied.

"So tomorrow you can either come into work, or visit your family...whatever you please." He said. "I took Sunday off so that way I could attend your party."

"I think my family wants to have a party for me tomorrow." I said. "Sandra said something about gathering everyone into Grandfather's house."

"Then you can party with your family tomorrow, and party with my family on Sunday."

"Yeah, I guess that works."

"You guys will work this out." He said, and I knew he wasn't talking about parties anymore. "If he truly is your best friend, he will forgive you."

"Yes...but I don't know if I can forgive him." I said.

"People make mistakes. Sometimes you have to be willing to give them a second chance when they mess up."

"You're beyond intelligent...you know that?"

He laughed. "I've certainly been told that before."

"Don't forget it." I said, turning my gaze back to the window. Maybe I would have to talk to Adam when I got back.

"All grandpa has is yellow streamers. Is that ok?" Sandra asked me, walking out of the kitchen of my grandfather's house. Sandra and I were decorating the place for my family party later that evening while my grandfather watched TV in the living room.

"Yes Sandra...yellow's fine." I told her, as I jumped up to sit on the counter.

"Hmmm...I don't know if there's enough here to hang in the entryway." She said, before throwing the roll of streamers onto the counter beside me. "Oh well...I'll worry about that later." She walked over to the oven to check the cake she was baking. Sandra was an amazing baker....she had just been recently accepted into Seattle's school of culinary arts.

"So how's your senior year of high school going?" I asked her, as she closed the oven door.

"Ok. Gosh I cannot wait to graduate!" She said, sitting beside me.

I laughed. "That's exactly how I felt."

"I think that's how everyone feels."

"True." I said, picking up the roll of streamers. "You graduate at beginning of June...right?"

"Yeah, June 3rd." She replied.

"So you don't have much longer."

"I know...it's amazing!" She said. "I cannot wait to get to college and met some hot guy."

I laughed. "Is that all you care about?"

"Oh...and I'll get to move out and live on my own."

"What kind of guy are you looking for?" I asked her, setting the roll of streamers back down.

"Your's." She joked...elbowing me.

"Ouch San...jeez."

"Sorry....Brook-a-lyn." She joked with a smile.

"Sandra Nicole Jeffers...shut up."

"I'll shut up when you do Brooklyn Cassandra Elizabeth Jeffers....crap your name is long."

I laughed. "So you want to date my boyfriend?"

"Heck who wouldn't? He's so dreamy!"

"I guess I can't blame you...but you're out of luck, because he's with me."

"Ha! For now." She said, getting up and walking back over to the oven.

"The cake's fine." I told her as she starred inside the oven at my birthday cake. "And what do you mean for now?"

She bounced back over to her seat beside me. "I'm going to be his girlfriend soon."

"Good luck with that." I said, giving her a playful shove. She laughed and shoved back.

"Seriously." I told her after our shoving war was over. "What kind of guy are you looking for?"

"Let me think." She said, looking as though she was deeply processing something. "I want an older guy...one who's hot."

"I gathered that being hot was a quality you wanted in a guy."

She nodded enthusiastically. "And he needs to be either an actor, model, singer, lawyer, or doctor."

I looked at her with a confused expression on my face.

"So he's rich." She said, grinning. "And that's pretty much it."

I shook my head. "Sandra you are one crazy kid...you know that."

"Ahh...yeah I guess so." She said, resting her head on my shoulder. I laughed and laid my head on top of her's.

"Well this certainly takes me back." A very recognizable voice, the one belonging to my grandfather, said.

We both laughed as he entered the kitchen, starring at the two of us sitting on the counter. "When you two were little girls...you'd always ask me or your grandmother to set you up on the counter, and you two would sit right here..." He said, patting the empty counter space beside us. "For hours on end."

Sandra and I smiled....both remembering what our grandfather was talking about.

"You were about five Brooke...and Sandra...you were around three." He said, smiling. "Now today's you're twentieth birthday and Sandra turns eighteen in July." He said, the smile still not leaving his face. "Boy how time flies."

"Awww grandpa." Sandra said, bouncing from side to side. "If it helps any...I still act like I'm three years old."

We all laughed.

"That's certainly true Sandra...that's certainly true." Grandfather said, catching my gaze and smiling. "You both turned out to be very wonderful young women."

I jumped down off of the counter to hug him. I guess I had always been closest to my grandfather out of all of my family members. More than likely because of the sheer fact that I spent most of my life with him.

My whole family...as small as it was...meant the absolute world to me. I treasured every day I had with each one of them, because I never knew when they would be taken away from me, just like my parents and my grandmother had been.

"Your mother and father would be so proud of you Brooke." My grandfather whispered in my ear, so only I could hear. "And your grandmother too."

I felt tears sting my eyes. I couldn't respond, I just pulled away from our embrace and smiled at him.

Sandra still had a dumb grin on her face, and she too got down and hugged our grandfather.

I stood there looking at the two of them and couldn't do anything but smile, and I wondered why I was so incredibly lucky.

I was greeted by five happy Cullens at my party on Sunday afternoon. The sixth Cullen, Rosalie, remained seated on the love seat and did not say a word to me the whole time. Jasper even held a short conversation with me...a rarity.

Alice went overboard with everything, as usual. There were presents for me from everyone, and even a small cake. I was the only one that ate any though...which didn't completely surprise me.

Emmett would not shut up, and he tried to amuse me with his funny antics throughout the whole afternoon. When he would relax for a moment and sit down beside me, he decided to ask me a bunch of stupid and random questions. Dr. Cullen had sat down beside Rosalie, and was holding a conversation with her that I could not hear. Alice and Jasper sat together, and Edward sat beside me with Bella on the floor at his feet.

"So Brooke...is your full name Brooklyn?" Emmett asked me, when he decided to stop showing off for five seconds.

I laughed in response. "Yes Emmett...it is."

"Sweet." He replied, a stupid grin spreading across his face. "You fly back to Alaska tonight right?"

"Mhmmm."

"Are you taking Isabella and Eddie with you?" He said, causing both Edward and Bella to send him a death glare.

"Yes Emmett...I am taking Bella and Edward with me."

"You miss me while you're up there...don't you?"

I laughed. "Yes Emmett...I miss you tremendously."

"Even more than your lover Carlisle over there?" He said, pointing in his direction.

Bella giggled, and Edward rolled his eyes.

"Of course I miss you more than him Emmett." I joked, which left Emmett fairly pleased.

"So Brooke?" He asked, hanging upside-down over the back of the couch. "Why do you have such a fear of vampires?"

This time I heard a lot of laughter in the room...laughs I could distinguish as Bella's, Jasper's, and Alice's. I even saw Rosalie smile. Edward made some sort of disgusted noise at Emmet's comment, while Dr. Cullen did not respond.

I shrugged. "I think that movie did it to me."

"Which movie?" He asked, smiling as if he was getting great enjoyment out of this.

"Blood Lust...it came out last October."

"Oh yeah...I know what you're talking about." He said.

I nodded.

"So why are you scared of vampires?" He questioned.

I laughed. "I don't know Emmett. I think I have major issues or something."

"What does being afraid of vampires have to do with having issues?"

I heard Edward mutter something about Emmett having some sort of issues.

"Because Emmett." I said. "I have to have issues if I'm afraid of vampires?"

"Why?" He asked, sitting upright.

"Well...because they don't exist." I said simply, which caused Emmett to burst into insane laughter. Edward groaned.

"Yes...of course vampires don't exist." He said, with a grin...before he finally left me a lone to go to the garage.

I noticed Dr. Cullen exchange a glance with Edward, and Edward simply shrugged and shook his head in response, as if he knew what his father was thinking.

Bella looked up at me from her spot on the floor and smiled, showing that she too understood what it was like to be an outsider in this family. I smiled back.

Suddenly the phone rang, causing me to jump out of my seat, which caused the entire room to burst into laughter. Dr. Cullen rose slowly, and made his way over to the cordless phone that sat on one of the end tables beside me.

"Hello." He said, motioning for the room to be quiet. I saw his facial expression change, and I immediately knew all too well who was on the other end of that phone.

"Yes Viviene. It's very nice to hear from you." He looked around the room, four pairs of topaz eyes, and one pair of blue ones....focused on him

"The whole family is here tonight." He said. "Yes I miss you very much. How's Ireland?"

His conversation with her didn't last too much longer, before he finally hung up. As soon as he set down the phone, his eyes turned to me. He looked at me apologetically, and whispered "Sorry" before gently kissing my forehead.

I didn't stay for much longer, before I left to go to the airport. I hadn't noticed it while I was in the Cullen's house...but it was raining heavily outside. Thunder crashed, and lightening struck all around me. I shivered in fear. If there was one thing I had always had a fear of...it was thunderstorms. Rain...I could deal with...but add the lightening and thunder to it, and it scared me out of my mind. Thinking about thunderstorms made me think of a dream I always had when I was little. Since I was three or four...until I was about ten or twelve...almost every night I would have the exact same dream. In this dream I would always see a younger, almost toddler like, version of myself...sitting in a car seat in the back of a car. Lightening would be striking all around me, and then the dream would just abruptly end. It always managed to scare me.

And now here I was in an almost similar situation, ten years later...only this time my dream was something completely different. Ever since I had fought with Adam, my usual vampire dream had came back almost every night. It seemed that the dream would return around times when I was stressed or worried. And the dream always seemed to appear after I had somehow had an encounter with Viviene.

I sighed as the lightening made me shiver once more...because I knew I was probably due to dream that night...since Viviene had called. I officially made a mental note to myself to make up with Adam immediately upon my arrival back in Alaska, and I tried to drive out of the thunderstorm without becoming to incredibly frightened.

And sure enough, just as I expected...while I was on the plane that night, I fell asleep, and I had my usual dream. I woke up to the soft voice of the flight attendant Kaylee...who asked me if I was alright. She told me I had been screaming, and wondered if I was ok. I simply nodded, and she smiled at me before walking away. I sighed and closed my eyes again, and the dream didn't come back.

But for the first time in ten years...my old one did.

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~Hazl~