(A/N) Bad, bad author. I haven't updated in soo long! You could consider this an Easter present. Then could I be forgiven? I'm going to start with a short recap of the last scene of chapter 7 since even I had forgotten what happened. After the recap though, all sentences in italics are thoughts that Edward can hear.

Thanks to Lilythemarshmellowqueen and angelpinkgal for reviewing the last chapter.

Chapter 8

(As seen in chapter 7)

Outside, Esme's phone started to ring. She picked up the tiny object and read the caller id before answering. It was Carlisle.

“Hello,” she began, “yes, of course. We'll be there in a few minutes.” She hung up the phone and Sarah looked at her expectantly.

“Well?”

“They're done talking, let's go home.”

On one hand, Sarah was excited to see what had been decided. On the other hand, she just didn't want to know because she felt it would be bad. She knew that Bella had been the saving grace for some of her family, but she doubted that even Bella could make them handle this reasonably.

The walk from the forest was all too short. Before either of them had the chance to steel themselves for whatever may come, the house was directly in front of them. With a deep, calming, and altogether unnecessary breath Esme spoke.

“I think we'd better head inside.”

“You're probably right Mommy. It won't do us any good to put it off.”

Resigned to the worst possible outcome, they entered the house.

Edward tensed as he heard his youngest sister's thoughts. It would totally serve him right if she left him. I never could quite wrap my mind around how anyone would be able to stand him. But then again, he'd be a mess if she left. And it would be all my fault- he'd hate me for it.

Damn right, I'd hate her for it, Edward thought, but my angel isn't leaving so all is well.

The front door opened almost hesitantly, as though those on the opposite side of it didn't want to witness what may be behind it. Slowly, as though expecting a blow, Esme stepped in, followed by Sarah.

Not wanting to frighten her, no one moved from their seats in the living room. The silence was nearly unbearable in the few seconds it took the new entrants to reach the living room. Those few seconds seemed like hours to all involved.

Sarah walked over to Mick and sat herself comfortably next to him before she spoke. “Well? Does Edward hate me or can I leave of my own free will without having to make a door of him?”

Rosalie laughed, “I would love to see that. Just once.”

“No, everything is fine dear. Actually, if I may be so bold, I think there's something you should know,” Mick looked to Carlisle for approval before he continued. When the other nodded his assent, Mick continued, “Considering the fact that Bella will soon be changed, your father felt it would be an acceptable time to discuss your own impending change.”

“What?” Sarah couldn't believe it; Bella had somehow managed to get them to see her version of reason. She knew that she should have been able to think of a more coherent response, but it was an impossible idea to wrap her mind around. She would really be able to spend the rest of time with those she loved.

Alice rolled her eyes, “Really, I thought you'd be able to think of something smarter to say. That's one of the reasons you shouldn't spend time with Emmett.”

“Hey! That's not nice!”

“Emmett, I'm sure she's only joking. Right Alice?”

“Sure Jasper, if you say so.”

The playful banter of her siblings normally would have served as an amazing source of entertainment for Sarah, but she was currently lost in a haze of confusion. “So you're comfortable with me being a vampire Daddy?”

“Possibly regretfully I am. It also helped that Mick threatened to change you himself- with or without my approval. I felt that it would be better if you didn't feel any resentment towards me because I refused to allow it to happen.”

“Daddy, I would never resent you,” Sarah said as she stood from her chair to hug her father, “But answer me this: Did Alice see Mommy hurting you for pushing me away from the family's lifestyle?”

“Ma-” Carlisle never got to finish his thought as the chair Alice was seated in-complete with Alice- was knocked over and into his lap.

“Alice started it,” explained Rosalie, “she shouldn't have been calling people names.”

“Yeah, 'cus I'm not dumb!”

“I know sweetie, Alice is just a meanie.”

As those gathered succumbed in to hysterics, Sarah tried to imagine life without them. She couldn't and was glad she would never have to.

(A/N) Sorry if it was a bit OOC at the end. I'm also sorry that it was so short, but really there was only so much I could say.

I will be writing a companion story/sequel for this story. It will be centered around Sarah and Mick, basically what happened before and after this story took place. I hope to have it up in a few weeks, but you never know. I'll post an A/N here (or try to) and I'll put it in large print on my profile for those of you who only have this story on alert. I'll put an A/N at the top of Vampires Anonymous as well. I haven't thought of a title so if you have an idea, include it in your review.

Happy Easter and thank you to all of you who have stayed with me to read the story.