“ Next time you two choose disguises, Emmett, don’t be so buff, and Rose don’t stare at the kids. Alice, make sure you DON”T look like a pixie, and Jasper don’t look so southern.” I said, making them all laugh. “ Very well done though.” I said, clapping my hands together. They laughed again, and the next thing I knew, Emmett was pulling me into a huge bear hug, lifting off the ground.

    “ Damn Bells, I missed you.” he said. I flinched as his hands touched the scars on my back, and remembered that they shouldn’t really hurt, but they stung a little.

    “ Emmett….Can’t….Breathe.” I gasped, my standard thing to say whenever he’d done that. He laughed, remembering and set me down carefully. I staggered a little, and then laughed, shaking my head. “ Same old Em.” I said. His booming laugh reverberated throughout the room again.

    Then two MORE people came. He had his standard bronze hair-no amount of disguises would change that-and emerald green eyes. The only real difference was that he wasn’t as pale or as tall as I’d remembered. He looked down once we made eye contact. My eyes shifted to the girl holding onto his arm. She had long raven black hair with red tints in it, and she was study me with…violet eyes. She was really pretty, and looked really young.

    “ Edward, and you must be Bianca.” I said, walking over to them, extending my hand to her. She took it, nodding and not breaking eye contact. I chuckled. “ I assume this is your doing?” I asked. She laughed at that, and nodded.

    “ It’s my power.” she said in a clear soprano-that reminded me a lot of Jane and Victoria. I laughed.

    “ Well, I must say, I’m impressed. I love everyone’s eyes. And you guys actually look normal.”  I said. I noticed how her eyes went to my kids, worried about me just exposing their secret. I sighed and turned to Alice.

    “ I know you’re dieing to do it. Go ahead.” she giggled.

    “ You know me so well.” She ran to the group of kids. Al and Grace were watching with amused expressions, and Owen was still playing his guitar, ignoring the exchange completely. Alice went to Owen and turned to her family. “ Edward, Bianca, Emmett, Rose this is Owen William Swan.” Then she ran to Grace. “ Grace Cheney, the object of Owens imprinting, so she knows everything. And…” she ran to Al, making her laugh.