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CHAPTER TWO

DINNER FOR THREE

BPOV

"I'm really gonna miss you, Bells." Jacob said as he twirled me around, hugging me.

"Jake... Can't... Breathe!" I gasped as his tight embrace crushed my ribs.

He dropped me. "Sorry," he smirked. "You know, I thought, with you being a vampire and all, you'd be... I don't know... less breakable, I guess."

I just laughed. The wolf pack were well aware of my... status, I guess you can call it that. They knew I wasn't like the... Cullens – I winced at the name.

The Cullens were a different species of vampires. Their species were called Cold Ones. Their skin were rock hard, ice cold and pale white due to the absence of blood. Their eyes would change color depending on their thirst and diet – if they drink human blood, their eyes would be red, if they drink animal blood, their eyes would be golden, and if they were thirsty, their eyes would be black. They have this advantage over us traditional vampires that they could bring their strongest human trait to their second life, like seeing the future, manipulating emotions or... mind reading. They also have increased senses, speed and strength. And they can only change other vampires by simply biting them. After two to three days, the venom would've spread, thus it being a new vampire, or Cold One.

I, on the other hand, was a traditional vampire. Basically, Hollywood version of a vampire. Staked through the heart, can be killed by a werewolf bite (and I mean a real werewolf that can transform during a full moon, not like the shape shifters in La Push), fangs, compulsion, burned by the sun... But since I have a lapis lazuli ring that has been spelled, I'm pretty much okay. Vervain is also a big weakness for us, but since I have been ingesting vervain everyday for almost a century, I have grown almost immune to it, but weakening me in the process. A big plus for us is our control for thirst. When we feed, we don't need to necessarily kill nor change them. But, I only drink from blood bags because I don't want to hurt anybody. When we want to change another into a vampire, that person has to drink a vampire's blood, die with is his system and feed or drink human blood to complete the transition.

I was supposed to tell Ed – him what I really am but he left me in the woods, saying that he never loved me and that I was just a distraction.

"You're gonna call, right?" Jacob's voice said, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I nodded. "I'm gonna miss you, wolf boy." I said, lightly punching his arm.

"Nothing's gonna be the same without ya, Bells. The food around here's gonna start to suck again." Charlie said as he brought down my last luggage. As soon as he settled it down, he pulled me into a tight embrace, but not as tight as Jacob's.

"Oh, Dad. Don't make me feel all guilty now." I said, smiling.

"Don't worry, Bell. I've survived eighteen years on my cooking. And there's always fast food, right?" He said.

"Right. Just make sure you don't end up poisoning yourself." I joked.

"Like I said, Bells. Don't worry." He strode to me and kissed the top of my head. "This is a good thing. Have fun and be happy."

I looked down and blushed. He may not be my real dad but he was still a good one to me. "I will. And besides, with the other teens Uncle Stefan always talk about? I think not having fun is not an option."

They both just chuckled.

As the awkward silence started to envelop the room, I heard the familiar engine of a car I knew too well.

The door opened to reveal one black-haired, blue-eyed, leather wearin' vampire.

He looked around until his eyes locked with mine. Without hesitation, I ran to him, and thanks to me being a total klutz, I tripped with my own two feet, but Daddy caught me just in time.

"Hey, you know for a vampire, you're clumsiness is just too shocking." He said as he pulled me to his chest, hugging me.

"I missed you, Daddy." I whispered.

"Me, too." he breathed, his face buried in my hair.

I stayed like that for about a minute when he finally pulled away, scanning me from head to toe, making me blush.

"Well... brown does look good on you." He said. I knew he was talking about my eyes and hair, and that I knew he didn't like it because it reminded him of my mother.

"Well, are we hittin' the road or not?" He said with his signature smirk on.

"Yeah!" I said as enthusiastically as I could manage. And with that, my bags were already in the trunk and I hopped in the driver's seat.

"Bye!" I shouted and waved at the two men who were now disappearing as we drove away.

Like Daddy, I was wearing a leather jacket and sunglasses. I don't know why, but us Salvatores really have a thing for leather jackets.

Daddy never changes. He still drives fast! But then again, when you're a vampire, you'd really want to have a car that matches your speed.

The first few hours back to Mystic Falls were quiet. Either he's waiting for me to say something about what's happened to me lately, or that he was giving me some space. I just didn't know which.

"You know," he started. I looked at him as the wind blew his hair. "As much as brown looks lovely on you, I would really appreciate it if you take off the wig and contacts."

I smiled a little and removed the brown wig which now revealed my crow black hair, which I got from Daddy, and took off the contacts carefully which now showed my blue eyes, which I also got from Daddy. I only wore the wig and contacts to play the part of Chief Swan's daughter. I loved my natural hair and eye color! I'd rather be staked if brown was my natural color, which was the hair and eye color of my mother.

"Stefan says you've been through a rough time." He says gently. "You wanna talk about it?"

I shook my head. No, not now. I don't wanna talk about the vampire who has torn my heartstrings.

"Well, sooner or later, you're gonna have to give me answers." He said quietly.

"I know." I sighed. "Just not now." And I put on my black flat cap.

He nodded.

StefenPOV

"Just for who exactly are you cooking for?" Elena asked me for the third time.

"Be a little more patient. Knowing Damon, they'll probably be here in a few hours." I replied.

"Come on, Stefan!" she insisted. I just shook my head. She rolled her eyes at me and mouthed 'fine'.

I tried to hide my amusement. I wonder what Elena's reaction will be when she finds out Damon has a daughter. No, actually, what will everyone think! Damon with a child? Yeah, it was pretty much impossible to picture. But underneath all that negativity, he was a pretty good dad. Not exactly a good role model, but still good. When Bella was still a child, I was like a second father to her when Damon was busy being an ass. But when she grew up, I found myself not being her uncle but being her protective big brother.

"Should we call the others? I mean, if this person is someone important to Damon... I mean, hardly anyone is important to Damon..." she trailed off, but I was all knowing with what she was implying.

"I don't think so. Damon wanted this to be special. Just the three of us." I said.

"Just the three of you? So what? She's a part of your family?" she asked.

I just smiled. "Wait and see."

"I know, I know. I don't know why, but a part of me is really excited to meet this mystery girl." Elena said happily.

"Well, that part of you is right. But you'll meet her once we're done with the whole special dinner, okay?" I said, leaning in to kiss her forehead as I continued cooking.

One nicely prepared dinner later, I drove Elena to the Grill and left her with our friends. Before I had even the time to reach the exit, she was already talking about the "mystery girl" to Caroline, Bonnie and Matt.

When I came back to the boarding house, I waited and a couple of minutes later, I heard the engine of Damon's Camaro.

I opened the door, only to find Bella and Damon, both carrying her bags.

Bella looked the same as ever. Black hair and blue eyes, exact copy of Damon's. She was wearing a black flat cap, a dark blue t-shirt, a leather jacket and a pair of dark faded jeans. She was exactly who she was. A Salvatore. Well, except for the cap, but well, she was obsessed with hats. She once said that she wanted some originality, since all three of us wore leather jackets, she said the hat thing was a nice touch.

I moved in closer to her pull her into a hug.

"Oh, Bella! I've missed you so much!" I said as I spun her around.

She giggled. "Me, too, Uncle Stefan!"

"Okay. You ready to eat the dinner your Uncle Stefan made?" I asked as if she were a child. But, she never did mind when we talked to her as if she were a child. She was really good. An exact copy of Damon's appearance but also the exact opposite of his personality.

"Sure!" she said.

"Great!" And I led her to the dining room. She didn't let go of me hand.

BPOV

"Okay. You ready to eat the dinner your Uncle Stefan made?" he asked happily. I giggled. I was already a grown up, a century and few decades old, and yet they still treat me like a kid. I mean, I'm not complaining or anything. In fact, I liked it. I knew why they still treat me like a child; it was because they were not ready to let the little girl in me go.

"Sure!" I squealed.

"Great!" he said, excited, I did not let go of his hand as he led me to the dining room.

The sight bestowed upon me brought me on the verge of tears.

There were lit candles situated around, lilies – which was, in fact, my favorite flower – were everywhere, and right there on the table was a very nice-looking dinner.

"Dinner for three." Daddy said, and I knew he was smirking right now.

It was almost impossible to rip my eyes away from this magnificent sight before me, but I looked away and into the eyes of my father and uncle, who were, by the way, looking worried that maybe I wouldn't like it. I smiled and wrapped each of my arms around their necks. Daddy and Uncle Stefan were hugging me too. One hand each on my back, Uncle Stefan bowed down with his head on my shoulder, while Daddy has his head buried in my hair.

"Thanks. Did you do all this, Uncle Stefan?" I asked, crying from the joy.

"Yeah, but it was all Damon's idea." Uncle Stefan replied.

"Well, what can I say? I'm a ladies' man." Daddy said in my hair.

"Well then, thank you. Both of you." I said.

"You're welcome, Bells." Uncle Stefan whispered upon my shoulder.

"Anything for you, baby girl." Daddy sighed.

I pulled back, wiping the tears with the back of my hand and pulled them towards the table.

"Well, let's eat." I said, jumping up and down. "We have five years of catching up to do!"

I also didn't mention this to the Cullens. I had to play character. Be a shy, quiet, socially awkward girl with brown eyes and brown hair. Why? Because I don't want my mother to find me. I was exactly opposite of Isabella Swan. Isabella Salvatore was more hyper and great at making friends. The only thing we had in common was my clumsiness and the usual blushing.

As soon as we were settled down on our seats, the interrogation began.

"So, what happened in the last five years, Baby B?" Uncle Stefan asked, using the nickname he made for me.

"Well, I was with the woman Renee whom Daddy compelled to take care of me. Then she remarried with Phil, a minor league baseball player. She wanted to be with Phil more, although she never mentioned it, I knew it was what she wanted. So I went to her ex-husband Charlie. I didn't even have to compel him! I just said that Renee adopted me and he immediately opened his home for me! He worked on documents and was able to convince everyone that I was his daughter. I enrolled in Forks High School, met new friends, and life continued." I said in a mocking way, kinda like how Daddy sounds.

"Oh, come on, Isabella!" Daddy groaned in exasperation. Uh oh. He said my full name. This is not good.

No, this was not the right time to talk about it. Tears pricked my eyes. I looked at Daddy. "Not now. Later?" I said which was barely a whisper.

Both of them could easily see my pain. After a few moments, Daddy nodded.

I shook my head to clear my head and looked at the both of them. "So how 'bout you guys? Anything happened in the last five years?"

Daddy gave me his smirk before he answered. "Well, we've been playing a little game called 'Protect-Elena-and-Everyone-Else-She-Loves-From-The-Evil-Hybrid'."

I looked at Stefan. "Elena as in your girlfriend, right? And hybrid as in Klaus, one of the Originals?"

"To answer both questions, yes. Klaus has been in and out of town for a while. But every time he comes back, we hide Elena because Klaus thinks she's dead. Speaking of Elena, she was really excited to meet you." Stefan said proudly.

"Wait. She's knows me?" I squeaked.

"Well, no. All she knows is that you could be a part of our family, but that's all. I told her that once we finish up here, we're gonna go meet her and the rest at the Grill."

"Well, we're done now. Let's go meet them!" I said, my body radiating with excitement.

I was already at the door when I remembered something. I turned around and I looked at the two Salvatore brothers.

"Should we run? Or use the car?" I asked.

The two exchanged glances and then nodded. "Car." They both said. Uncle Stefan continued, "The town doesn't know about you just yet."

I nodded, realization waving over me. We proceeded to the Camaro and I hopped in the passenger seat, leaving Daddy to drive and Uncle Stefan at the back.

I was practically bouncing in my seat, anticipation overwhelming me as we drove off to the Grill for me to meet a bunch of new people and more importantly, to meet the girl who won my uncle's heart.

*Author's note

Hey guys! So I made this chapter a little longer. ;D So, whattaya think?

Well, since I've got nothing to do, I'll try to post/update 3 or 4 more chapters. And no, the Cullens aren't coming yet, neither is Klaus. I'm waiting for just the right moment. ;D

Also, I've been thinking about a name for a new character. I need suggestion from you guys. She's basically a total bad ass vampire hunter. She's manipulative, smart, careful but NOT an all-around bitch. Can anyone please think of a name that fits a personality like that? If you can, only one thing to do now... REVIEW! :D