Chapter Two

His voice was slightly different than I had remembered. Rougher, deeper and his southern twang was much stronger. In that instant, I knew it was him. He didn't have to tell me and I didn't have to ask, but I did anyways.
“Jasper?” my voice trembled and anyone could tell I was on the verge of tears.
With a nod of his head. I promptly fainted.
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My head was pounding and I felt like I had been run over by a truck. I tried to open my eyes but it was no use. I couldn't move. I could hear movement around me though and hushed voices.
“What did you do to her?” the deep voice asked with heavy concern lacing his tone.
A heavy sigh sounded from my right side, “I didn't do anything to her! We bumped into one another at the park. Literally. She was fine until she actually looked at my face. Even without feeling her emotions I knew she was about the panic. I started to ask her is she was okay but she fainted after she said my name.” There was the sound of muffled fabric before another sigh. “I didn't know what to do. She wouldn't wake up and the older man that came to check on her didn't know where she lives. So, I brought her back here.”
“Jazz, do you think that was such a good idea?” the deep voice asked. It sounds so familiar, where have I heard that voice before?
Someone, a female, scoffed. “Seriously. She fainted from just seeing you Jasper. What is she going to do when she wakes up and sees us? I for one know that she wont be any more excited to see me as I was to see her.”
“Shut the hell up, Rose!” Jasper's voice shouted from my right. “If it wasn't for her, you wouldn't be the way you are now. Because of Bella, you got what you wanted most and still you think of her as some type of plaque that is out to destroy your family. Just fucking drop it already.”
Rose? Oh god.
I groaned and was able to squeeze my eyes shut tighter. I didn't want this to happen. I was over them and their family. And now they are back. This has to be a dream.. no a nightmare. This isn't happening!
“Bella?” I felt a warm hand wrap around my own. “Darlin'? I know you're awake now, please talk to me.” Jasper begged.
I groaned again. I didn't feel like talking.
“At least open your eyes and stop acting like a dying cat for Christ sake.” Aw, Rosalie, how I have missed you so...
I snapped my eyes open at her disgusted tone and was met with the most beautiful pair of gray-blue eyes. “Hey,” Jasper whispered. “You doing okay?”
My head was still killing me but I nodded. Looking around I didn't recognize anything. “Where am I?”
“You are on my sofa, in my living room. I really wish you would get your sweaty body off of it now that you're awake. I would prefer to not have to get it recovered because of your stench.” Rosalie hissed at me.
I turned in the direction of her voice. Gasping when I saw her. The memory I had of her was nothing of what I was seeing in front of me. Her once perfect figure was now gone, her hair was up in a messy ponytail and she wasn't wearing any makeup. What really caught me off guard was that not only had she gained weight and her hips had gotten slight wider, but, she actually looked... tired. The bag that were under her eyes were what I get from working late nights at the bar. But, wait.. vampires cannot get tired.
A loud wail of a cry tore me from my thoughts. Is that a... baby?
Rosalie sighed, “Damnit. I wish I could figure out way Gavin wont stop crying, he has kept us up the past week.” Running a hand over her face she turned and disappeared down a small hallway.
That was when I remembered hearing another voice. Turning back to my right, there stood a very tired but very happy looking Emmett. “Hey, Bells.” he grinned.
I couldn't help but smile back at him. That was until I noticed his eyes. The once amber eyes I was used to from all of the Cullens were gone. Now I was staring into bright baby blues that had a rim of black around his irises.
The gasp that escaped couldn't have been stopped. “Em... you're eyes.”
His grin only grew wider. “I was wondering when you were going to notice them.” Turning to Jasper he asked, “You sure she didn't hit her head when your dumbass ran into her? Because I remember her being a lot faster at catching onto things back in the day.”
I huffed at him before smacked his forehead. My eyes went wide at the contact. He was warm. Not Jake warm but normal warm. “Holy shit.”
Emmett boomed a rough laugh. “Well, looks like our little Bella isn't such a good girl anymore. And she really is a lot slower than I remember.”
I scowled at him before touching her forehead again. Warm. I touched Jasper's face as well, and he was the same. And of course my brilliant response to the discovery was, “Holy shit.”
“Really Bella, after six years, is that all you can say to us?” Emmett asked with a teasing tone.
“Well, sorry Em.” I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest. “But, if I remember correctly. The last time I saw any of you, you were all cold as ice and hard as marble. Forgive me for being a bit dumbfounded by you guys being warm and soft.”
“At least she isn't the quiet little meek thing anymore.” I heard Rosalie mumble as she walked back into the room with a very fussy baby. When the baby let out a loud wail again Rosalie grumbled and throw her free arm into the air. “I wish I knew what was wrong with him!”
Carefully I got off the sofa and stood, my legs were slightly shaking but I was able to manage. Walking over to Rosalie, I came face to face with a tiny version of Emmett. His cheeks were plump and rosy, his dark curls were just like Emmett's I just knew if he opened his eyes, I would be staring into the icy baby blues that Emmett has himself.. which I still plan to ask about that.
Holding my arms out to Rose, “May I?” She gave me a strange look before shrugging. Holding the tiny boy I bounced him as I walked, but that didn't even help him. “How old is he?”
“He will be seven month next week.” She spoke with a wide smile on her face.
“Do you have a teething ring or a pacifier?” Rose nodded. “Place it in the freezer for a minute or so then bring it back. I believe this little guy here is trying to cut some teeth.”
Disappearing into what I assume was the kitchen, she came back a couple minutes later with a small blue pacifier. Handing it to me, I pressed it lightly to his lips and he quickly snatched onto it. He calmed down pretty fast.
“How? How did you know how to do that Bella?” Rosalie asked me, completely looking dumbfounded.
I shrugged my shoulders and continued to bounce him as he chewed the pacifier. “My friend Ryan has a three year old. I helped him take care of her after his ex ran away. It was something I learned from the late nights and months of teething.” I handed him back over to his mother. “He is really beautiful, Rose.”
“Thanks.” she smiled. “I mean for both.” That was when I noticed a light blush cover her pale cheeks.
That was enough to remind me. “Okay, seriously. Whats going on?” they all looked at me with raise eyebrows. “Don't look at me like that. You all know what I am talking about. Your eyes are normal.. you're warm to the touch.. the baby is a mini version of Emmett.. and hell, Rose just blushed. Why? Or actually.. how the hell is it even possible?”
“It's a rather long story Bella.” Jasper spoke softly from his spot on the arm of the sofa. “Do you have the time?”
Work! Oh crap! “What time is it!?” I asked, looking around for a clock.
“Fifteen til noon.”
“Shit! I am going to be late for work! Um, maybe we could catch up later? You are all more than welcome to come by my work, well that is if you want to.. you know.. catch up?” I looked up at them sheepishly. I cannot believe I just assumed they even wanted anything to do with me. They obviously had their reasons for leaving all those years ago...
“Where do you work?” Jasper asked.
“Ladymen's Bar and Grill.”
“What time do you get off?”
“Eight, I may have to work late since I am definitely going to get there late. God, Frank is going to kill me...” I whined mostly to myself. “You don't have to meet me there. We can go somewhere else if it would be better for you. Besides, I don't want to mess up any of your plans..”
I didn't get to even finish my sentence before Jasper cut me off.
“I'll be there.”