Chapter 8

Natalie's Point of View

The next morning, I was over my fear of telling my father. Even if he really didn't want me, he had the right to know. Today was already looking much better than the day before, and she kept repeating Que sara, sara in my mind until I truly believed the statement. Everyone could tell my mood was lifted, I dressed like my usual self and even dressed up a little bit more with some sparkly pumps.

School passed somewhat like the day before until lunch, where I stayed in the large cafeteria talking to students about the places I had gone. Of course I didn't tell them the full extent, I kept it to the places I'd visited in this life. All the while one of the adopted Cullen kids just looked at me, although I couldn't tell if it was in awe or curiosity. Oh, well, I just continued to pretend like it was a completely normal thing to do to someone.

As it turns out, Katie was right about Mr. Derik. He glared at me for a moment before changing the look into a smile, which was obviously forced. I sat next to the same boy that was staring at me during lunch, well, man. Boy-man? How should I refer to him! I kept my mind busy with these thoughts up until the very end of class when I noticed I had not taken any notes on the teacher's lecture. That's okay, I thought, Katie will let me borrow hers. The last hour was possibly the hardest as I waited for the opportunity to tell my father what was going on.

After school was finally over, Beth came to pick us up and Katie and I explained to her the basics of what was going on. Pretty much all she knew was that my father didn't know I was alive and he lived here in town. We eventually came up with the plan that I should go tell him as soon as possible and the best place to start was his work.

As we arrived at the hospital, Beth tried, yet again, to persuade me to let her come with me, but I needed this to be private. We would be discussing things that neither Beth nor my sister Katie could understand.

"Well, call me as soon as you done, okay?" she gave up. The look on my face made it obvious the only people that were going to be a part of this were my father and I.

"Okay" I agreed, although I was making no promises to be coming home later. As I made my way through the sliding glass doors, the receptionist gave me a strange look. Nothing appeared to be wrong with me, and I wasn't with anybody. I just put on the biggest smile I could and said in the uttermost polite tone I could imagine "Could you please tell me where Dr. Cullen's office is?"

"Sorry, no. That isn't information for the public to know" she did in fact look a little sorry, but never mind. I had to make contact with this man.

"Please, I believe he's expecting me." I lied, actually, it was quite the opposite.

"Could you give me your name so I could ask him?" she smiled, clearly thinking that she was helping me, but that wasn't right. I had to be the one to tell him, not a nurse who looked highly bored with her job.

Maybe a different angle would work. "Miss, what would you say if you had the opportunity to meet your father who doesn't know you exist? Wouldn't you want to encourage a relationship between the two of you?" I asked. Pathos, works every time.

"I suppose that would change the situation." She looked really sorry for me, and I felt a little bad I had made anyone feel anything other than happy, I never like to be a Negative Nelly.

"Well, fairytales usually start out sad, don't they? The situation will be resolved quickly." I smiled again and she returned one almost as wide.

"Through those doors, go all the way down the hall and make a right. Go through those doors and the third door down on the left is his. Good luck." She smiled. I had to admit, she was not extremely good at keeping secrets, oh well, it turned out in my favor this time.

"Thank you… I never got your name, I'm sorry."

"It's Carmen and your welcome."

This was it. The moment that her mother had died for years ago, the moment that she got to fulfill this prophecy of sorts. She found the correct door and took a deep breath before slowly tuning the handle. She peeked in, and no one was there.

A/N: Haha! You thought she was going to meet Carlisle, huh? Anyways, I know this chapter isn't excellent and originally, she was going to meet Carlisle, but it couldn't be the next morning she was just magically in his office, and I wanted to have an entire chapter for the big moment. Also, next chapter might be half Natalie's point of view and half Carlisle's, just a head's up. As always, I love you all so much and I hope you enjoy it! (Reviews are also thoroughly enjoyed every time I receive one!

P.S. If you don't know what I meant by saying "Pathos works every time", pathos is a form of persuasion that uses emotion as a point. Kind of like, why should you get a dog from a shelter? Because many of them are put down every day. Didn't that make you sad? It's my buddy, pathos. Who liked my mini English lesson?