AGAIN This is NOT my Story. Just reposting it so you can read it.

(DISCALIMER FROM ORIGINAL AUTHOR) If you've already read this before, you'll want to read it again. My friend and Beta, Dollybigmomma, has taken it and worked her magic, making a story I actually hated into one I absolutely love now. Please give her some love as you read!

All characters belong to Stephenie Meyer.

Chapter 1 – Family

Bella

I pushed open the door to my bookstore and flipped the sign to say open. I flipped on the lights and the heater and headed to the back to turn on the coffee machine and set out the trays of cookies and cupcakes I had baked the night before.

After the air in the store was swirling with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee, I moved to the back to open the new shipment of books that had arrived yesterday.

And so another day began.

My life was good. I loved my job and loved my daughter. I had good friends and I liked to focus on the future because when it came to the past. I'd rather not think about it.

So I didn't.

Rose had called last night asking if she could pick up Elizabeth from school and take her shopping and I knew by now that protesting was pointless and agreed to it.

After I got Elizabeth to bed, I spent the evening reading a good book between swapping sheets of cookies around in the oven, not thinking once of what happened to me seven years ago.

It was easy for me not to think about it, as I really didn't even remember any off it.

I just woke up one day in a hospital, six months of my life having passed as I lay comatose, and roundly pregnant with a very worried Rosalie Hale sitting by my side.

Rose was a stranger who had found me slumped in a stairwell with a severe head injury. She ran and got help and lied about being my sister so she could stay with me. She was new to the city and didn't have any friends.

She wasn't big on being friendly with other women as it was; being Rosalie Hale and so beautiful, it was hard to keep true female friends. So, being lonely, she would sit and talk with me. Being comatose couldn't have made me very good company, but Rose was somehow okay with that.

*Flashback*

I was surprised when I awoke to the Amazon beauty painting her toenails, talking casually about her brother moving into town. Rose was so focused on her pedicure that she didn't realize I was awake until I yawned and commented that it must be nice to have a brother. She jumped, spilling polish all over and grabbed her chest to try and contain her beating heart. I giggled at the sight of this crazy woman freaking out.

"Oh, my God, you're awake! Oh, thank God! I'll get a nurse. Yes, a nurse. Oh, wait. Um, I didn't know your name so I told them you were my sister, Mary Hale," she said in a rush. "Nurse, got to find a nurse!"

I didn't say anything as the frantic woman ran out the door screaming, "She's awake! She's awake!" The nurses walked in and smiled and one of them slipped off to get the doctor.

"How are you feeling this morning, Ms Hale? You've had your sister worried. She's visited you every day since you've been with us," the nurse said looking at me carefully.

"I'm fine, just tired and achy." I stretched and sat up slowly, and that was when I suddenly noticed my distended stomach. "Oh, my God! What's wrong with me?"

I tentatively put my hand on my rounded stomach and the nurse just smiled tightly. "The doctor will be here in a moment, Ms. Hale. Why don't you lie back and relax until he gets here."

Lie back and relax? She had to be kidding, right?

Dr. Newton walked in a few moments later holding my file and smiled. "Hale, Mary," he read the name and looked up at me smiling with his baby blues. "I'll bet you got a lot of football jokes as a kid with that name," he laughed. "I'm Dr. Michael Newton. Welcome back to the waking world. You've been out for quite a while."

"Ah, could you tell me what's going on?" I asked. I was in no mood for humor at the moment. I wanted some answers.

"Certainly, I know this is a bit of a surprise to you, Ms. Hale, but you've been in a coma for six months. It was determined when your sister brought you in that you were pregnant. Were you aware of this fact?"

I couldn't believe what he was saying. There was no way I could be pregnant. I was a virgin for heaven's sake!

I shook my head no. "That's impossible."

"What's the last thing you remember, Ms Hale?"

I tried desperately to remember what had happened. "It was after graduation; I just finished my literary degree. I went and had dinner at the café, I paid and was getting ready to leave, and…that's it, that's the last thing I remember."

"Is there someone you would like to contact? Your sister said she didn't know who your boyfriend was."

"I don't have a boyfriend."

Dr. Newton flashed a knowing smile at me and I snapped at him. "I don't, and I can't be pregnant, I'm a virgin. I've never even…" I couldn't finish that thought. He didn't need to know exactly how inexperienced I was.

His face twisted into a pout. "Well, I'm afraid you've had some memory loss but it should come back gradually once you get back into your routine. Your OB/GYN will be in soon to check up on you. So will your physical therapist. They'll set up future appointments and we'll do a few more tests and then you'll be free to go home, okay?"

I just nodded my head, not really sure what it all meant.

Rose came back in and smiled weakly. "Um, hi, I'm Rosalie Hale, but you can call me Rose. I found you in the stairwell at the airport and brought you in. Apparently, you hit your head pretty bad or something because you had a really nasty head wound. I was worried about you but they wouldn't tell me anything about you so I told them I was your sister."

"Was…was I raped?" I asked with a weak voice.

"No, they said you weren't attacked like that. Thank God." Rose put her hand on my tummy. "So, you don't know who then?" Rose looked up at me with sad eyes.

"No, this is impossible. I'm a virgin. I've never…I didn't…" I was getting upset and Rose grabbed my hand, holding it comfortingly.

"Hey, it's okay, I believe you."

"How can you believe me with this in front of you?" I gestured to my stomach.

"Well, I believe you don't remember, and that, my dear, is a little girl," Rose said with a smile.

"A girl?" I asked worried. "You're not kidding? So I'm really pregnant? This isn't some horrible joke? God, that would be just like Jake."

"Jake?"

"He's my best friend. Has anyone come to see me?"

"Well, no."

"Where's my phone?"

"Um, I don't know, you didn't have it on you, or a purse or any identification, nothing, hence the name Mary Hale. Sorry about that, I totally didn't realize that it would come out as some sort of football move. What's your real name? Do you remember it?"

"Yes, it's Bella, Bella Swan. So, no phone?"

"Unfortunately, no. Would you like to use mine?" Rose offered.

"Please?" I dialed Jake's last known number. It rang until it went to voicemail, so I left a message. "Hey, Jake, it's Bella, I'm okay but I'm in a hospital in…where am I, Rose?"

"St. Joseph's West in New York."

"I'm in St. Josephs West in, NEW YORK! What the hell am I doing in New York?"

"Your name, tell him you're going by Mary Hale," she reminded.

"Oh, I'm known here as Mary Hale." I paused for a second and asked Rose, "Can he call back at this number?"

"Yes, of course."

"Um, call me back, please, Jake." I hung up and suddenly started to cry, feeling so lost and confused. "Rose, how did I get here?"

Rose sat next to me and put her arm around me. She hugged me to her and let me cry on her shoulder. "I don't know, Bella, I really don't. I was hoping you would be able to tell me. I've been having fun making up crazy stories while we 'chatted' during your coma. I was really hoping you could tell me the real one."

Rose's phone rang and she saw it was an out of state number. "Hello?"

"Bella?"

"No, this is Rose, here's Bella." She handed the phone over to me and I took a deep breath.

"Jake?"

He started right in on me. "If that bastard did this to you, I'll kill him. What happened, Bells? Why are you in the hospital?"

I started crying. "I don't know, Jake, I don't know what happened. I've been in a coma for six months, and oh, God, Jake, I'm pregnant; how can I be pregnant?" I was full on panicking now.

"Bella, calm down, I'm buying my ticket now. I'll be there by five o'clock this evening, okay? I'm coming. Is he still around?"

"Who, Jake? Who the hell are you talking about?"

"That guy, the guy you ran off with! You wouldn't tell me his name. Fuck, Bella, don't you remember? You met him at the café after graduation. That's all you told me." I could hear Jake frantically packing in the background.

"I don't remember anything, Jake; I only remember graduation and then going to dinner at the café, that's it. That's where my memory stops."

"Bella, you're missing nine months of time. You met him on your last day in Seattle at the café and you were totally gone over him. You said you were dropping off your stuff at your dad's in Forks and you told him you would send for it when you'd found a place, that you'd met someone and were heading off to be with him. Your dad was so pissed. How can you not remember any of this?"

"I don't, okay! I don't remember anything after paying for my dinner the café."

"It's going to be fine, so just calm down and take a few deep breaths. Okay, I'm on my way out the door. My flight gets in just before five o'clock. I'm on my way, Bells."

"Thanks, Jake, love you."

"Love you, too, Bells."

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