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Chapter 5 – Bella POV

When I woke up the next morning I began feeling around the bed searching for the missing presence. Where's Edward? I sat up and the gifts were within view, it was then I recalled the fiasco from last night and groaned. I got ready for my day and headed downstairs I was surprised to see Charlie up so early on a Saturday. He wouldn't have to check in at the station noon "Hey, what're you doing up so early on a Saturday?" I asked.

"Oh hey Bells, I just couldn't sleep very well" The bags under his eyes made that point very obvious.

"Yeah me neither." I was going to change the subject before he asked me why, but he looked up at me with an amount of concern I was only familiar with Renee giving me. I couldn't drop the subject after that so I pressed on. "Was it because of work?" he shook his head no and began examining his coffee.

"Bella did anyone approach you yesterday or visit you while you were at Edwards that you can remember?" approach me, what does that have to do with him not being able to sleep?

"No one approached me, why?" He put down his coffee mug and mumbled 'no reason' but he refused to look me in the eye. Something was definitely up with him. I asked again "WHY, do you ask?" a tad more forcefully so it was clear I wouldn't stop until he answered the question. Charlie is a grown-up, normally I would let it go and let him work through it on his own but this involved me too so I let my curiosity get the better of me.

He began to stumble looking for the right words to say "Well, its- your… aunt… is in town." My Aunt, what aunt Charlie's an only child? "She got here yesterday late afternoon. I told her where you were but I guess she didn't show." Charlie isn't a liar but seeing how I was 100% sure he had no siblings this was very hard to believe.

"You don't have a sister..." He took a sip of his coffee giving him just enough time to think up an explanation.

"She's a half-sister from my father's side, I didn't know about it until I was an adult. I haven't seen or heard from her in over ten years, I expected her to show up again eventually though." It didn't sound like a lie, but it didn't flow so naturally to be considered the whole truth.

"Why did she want to see me?"

"It was your 18th birthday your legally an adult now, nothing I can do to stop you from seeing her I suppose." It came out in a sigh his words like he was giving up.

"Is she a bad person, you can't know her very well. You haven't seen her in a long time maybe she's changed right?" I saw a smirk come from the corners of his lips when he heard me say this.

"Believe me Bells she has stayed EXACTLY the same as when I last saw her." He paused for a second before continuing "She isn't a bad person, its more she's... just not the right kind of person. I am surprised she didn't come to see you. I thought you just didn't want to tell me about meeting her."

"We've never seen each other before I doubt she would recognize me. Tell me what she looks like in case I spot her somewhere." Not the right kind of person huh? It's a good thing he doesn't know Edward's a vampire, otherwise He'd probably say the same thing about him.

"She's tall about 5'10 or so, slim but womanly, very fair skin, grey eyes, in her mid to early 20s in looks but she's actually ancient…" I start making a mental list in my head before my thoughts were abruptly put to a stop by his next words "extremely long silk-like black hair that swallows her body." The image of Carlisle carrying the lady into his house came into my mind. She had long black hair that enveloped her while dripping with blood. No way, the woman from the crash…it was her!

My breathing becomes unsteady "I think I did see her." I told Charlie a remixed version of what happened last night, really just that she crashed and Carlisle was treating her. He took it rather well and didn't seem concerned for his half-sister, although he was upset that I hadn't mentioned it as soon as I got home. When I told him I was surprised he wasn't more concerned about her, he said she was in good hands and that she's 'sturdy'. After answering and asking few more questions the phone rang and I went to answer it. "Hello"

"Bella" I'd know this voice anywhere so clear and enchanting, it wasn't affectionate though.

"Edward, what is it?"

"She's waking up; Alice said you'd want to see her." I expected her to have a longer recovery but to be awake the next day was unheard of nearly inhuman.

"I'll be right over." I grabbed a light jacket in case it rained, which in forks was likely, and told Charlie I'd be back later. I jumped in my beloved truck and drove to Edwards' house, once there Alice opened the door for me before I could knock. Edward told me Carlisle was upstairs trying to put her back under into her drugged stupor. I immediately began to march up the stairs as quickly as I could without tripping, although I still managed to stumble. When I opened the door it took me a full two minutes to process the scene before me.

Carlisle was leaning sort of over my aunt with one hand holding her right above her wrist. She was sitting up but her body was twisted towards him concealing most of her face from me except her lips and the tip of her nose. It was enough to see their faces were WAY to close together. Carlisle seemed to notice me just then and stood up straight revealing the needle he had in his hand. He almost kissed my aunt while trying to stick her with a needle... What was the word best to describe this kind of situation…'kinky'. Carlisle looked at me extremely embarrassed and laughter resounded around the room, I think I may have said that out loud. I normally expect Emmett to be the person laughing but this laugh came from my 'supposed' aunt, which I doubted more and more by the second really was my aunt. I thought she was pretty asleep, but she's at a whole other level when her face is animated and her eyes… Charlie said they were grey but this wasn't the emotionless grey you see on some people, this was bright silver that almost glowed. I began to feel quite inferior to her beauty, Charlie's "half-sister" my ass there is zero resemblance. That laugh too, it was like listening to a harp, you hung on every note played as it resonated through the room. She put both hands on her face trying to calm her laughter, when she looked at me through her fingers it caught abruptly. She pulled her hands away from her face and turned her body to me fully all humor had drained from her face. "Isabella…?" She breathed out my name like a question, even though she had never met me before there was recognition in her eyes. I guessed it was because she saw a resemblance, seeing as how she knew my name, before I gave it, she had to be who Charlie said came to see me. I remembered not knowing her name then and decided not to pretend I knew and just straight up ask. "Just Bella is fine, you must be my aunt. We haven't been properly introduced, your name is?" Her face looked confused for my first sentence, but quickly put on a smile.

"I go by Luna; it's nice to see the person I traveled so far to meet." There was a pause for a few very uncomfortable seconds. I noticed she said 'I go by' and not 'my name is', their seemed to be a huge difference in the two. I seriously doubted her name was Luna, no one in our family is Spanish another reason I continue to suspect her actually being related to me.

Luna stopped my speculating when she spoke again "Can you tell me where I am… and more importantly where my shirt is?" I looked at her bust which was still only being covered by thin bandages. I can't just say they were burned because of the scent of blood, can I?

AN: WOOHOO! Finally back to writing in present tense after this, things are going to start really moving. Although I still need input, tell me what you want to see happen in the story. R&R!