Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, and I'm also borrowing some of Wisty's powers from James Patterson's Witch and Wizard, I strongly suggest picking up one of his books.

Author: Paige Turner.

Rated: T for now.

Summary: You know the drill, Cullens are vamps, Bella's something more than human, they meet, yada, yada, yada, BUT DRAMA, ACTION, and possibly ROMANCE are thrown into the jumble.

BELLA

It was odd to see a cloudless, clear sky in Forks; the usually grey cloud filled, raining climate. Granted, it was nighttime, so I wasn't sure if it really counted, seeing as there wasn't any sun. But still; I was starting to miss looking up at the large pale moon, the shinning bright stars, attempting to name what constellations I could find.

Shadow huffed and I turned my head to the side, staring into his bright green eyes. He looked at me for a few moments before looking back to the front door and I did as well, huffing to myself. We never were patient.

"Would you two cut it out? You're making me anxious now." Charlie grumbled from the living room. He sighed, turning up the volume on the television and I rolled my eyes, smiling a small smile.

Shadow and I, well, really just me but he was keeping me company, were waiting for Alice to arrive. We were going to Port Angeles, and I was going to take her to a shop I was sure she'd find quite interesting. However, I was ready much sooner than I had planned and had spent the past twenty minutes sitting on the landing of the stairs, watching the door and waiting to hear her car pull up outside. I honestly thought it was going to take me at least an hour to figure out what to wear; I was never one for dressing up or knowing what was the right thing to wear to what.

Fortunately, or unfortunately now, however you looked at it; Ren showed up in my room with a hanger full of clothing, grinning like a cheshire cat.

My hand flew to my racing heart as I glared at the bouncing girl standing in front of my closet. "Ren! You damn near gave me a heart attack! What the hell are you doing here?" I snapped.

Renesmee shrugged her shoulders innocently, the grin still in place. "Nothing. Just thought I'd give my favourite sister some help on her wardrobe for later tonight, that's all. Is that such a crime?"

I gave her a weary look. "I don't need help. I can dress myself just fine, Renesmee." I grumbled, walking over to my bed and tossing down the brush I had just finished running through my hair.

Ren gave me a sceptical look. "Oh? And what did you have in mind?" She asked.

I shrugged my shoulders, straightening the blanket laying on my bed. "Jeans and a nice shirt." I mumbled under my breath.

Ren scoffed. "You aren't going to school, Bella." She tsked me, laying the hanger full of clothing on the bed in front of me, slapping my arm. I scowled and glared at her. "You're going on a date."

Choking on the air that was in my lungs, I looked at Ren with wide eyes. "A… a what?"

Ren nodded. "Yes, you're going on a date."

I shook my head furiously. "Nu uh!"

Ren smiled, flitting about my room, looking in drawers, on top of my dressers, searching for who knew what. "Yes, you are, Bella. You're both going out, alone, spending the evening together. It's a date."

I flopped back down on my bed, holding my face in my hands. "Since when?"

I don't think I could handle that.

I was kind of… unexperienced.

Ren replied over her shoulder as she dug through a drawer. "Since you made the plans."

"What? I didn't know this! Does she know?" I paused. "Wait, how do you know?"

"Aha!" She cried, straightening back up and holding a bottle in her hands. "Almost couldn't find it."

I glanced at the clear glass bottle, seeing the liquid inside swish around. "And what exactly is 'it'?"

Ren walked over to me. "Perfume."

Jumping back, I glared at her. "Why?"

Ren paused, looking at me for a second. "Don't make this harder than it has to be, Bella." She murmured, taking a small, hesitant step towards the bed. She lowered the bottle, spraying the clothes she brought and then raised it up towards me.

Of course, not before I took off for the door of my room with her hot on my heels. "Get that away from me!" I screeched, racing down the hall towards the bathroom that I knew had a lock on the door.

"Bella! Stop! You need to smell pretty!" Ren wailed, fingers brushing the back of my shirt as she tried to grab me. I skidded into the bathroom, whirling around and slammed the door shut, pressing against it as she tried to kick it opened again. "Bella!" I grinned, having got it closed and pressed the little lock on the door knob. I sighed in relief as the banging stopped and everything settled, quiet. My reflection caught my eye in the mirror and I walked over, inspecting it. It was changing daily lately, ever since I sealed the Bond. My hair was still long and black, though my skin seemed to be losing even more colour. The most noticeable change though, was my eyes. The light blue rings around my pupils had started to fade, and I was happy, thinking I'd have normal eyes for once, until they started gaining colour again. Yeah, and not blue either. No, a definitely more noticeable gold. Gold.

Charlie had called Renee when he saw, freaking out until she reassured him it was nothing, and that Witches change when they form their Bonds, their bodies changing to whatever their Bond needs. Like if they were short, and their Bond was really tall, they would grow in height. I wasn't exactly sure what was happening to me, but I knew it was because Alice was a vampire.

Ren appeared behind me with a giant grin and I screamed. She grabbed my shoulders and I struggled to free myself, only resulting in sending us flying back, tripping over the side of the tub, and landing in it. To top it off, I still got sprayed with the perfume, in the chest and in the face.

Not only does perfume burn your eyes, but it also has a bitter taste.

"When is she going to get here?" I whined, slumping down onto the couch in the living room with Shadow laying by my feet.

Ren shrugged, popping a piece of popcorn into her mouth, her eyes glued to the screen and the movie her and Charlie were watching. "Soon."

I fiddled with my sleeve, rolling my shoulders. "You said that ten minutes ago!"

Charlie turned to look at me with an amused smile. "Patience, Bells."

Grumbling under my breath, I slouched further into the couch, shoving my hands into my pockets. The clothes that Ren had brought, and also sprayed, were actually quite nice. Thankfully she didn't make me wear a dress like I thought she might. Instead it was black high heels, which I wasn't too fond of at first and still really wasn't, with black pants, a blue blouse, and a long back coat which ended just above my knees that I kept buttoned up because I had been chilly lately, no matter what I wore.

I glanced at my watch, sighing once more. Charlie looked over at me from the corner of his eye, frowning before muting the television, much to Ren's displeasure. She scowled, huffing and turned to face me. "What's the rush, Bells?" He asked.

There wasn't really a rush. The place I was taking her to didn't close at regular hours, so we weren't exactly in a hurry.

But I was still antsy and couldn't wait for her to get to the house.

"There's no rush. I just haven't seen her in a while." I replied.

Charlie scratched the back of his neck, looking to Ren and then back to me. "Didn't you see her at school today?" He asked.

It had been sunny for the past three days, so the Cullens couldn't go to school. Alice had gone with the rest of them on a hunting trip. "No. They, uh, went on a camping trip. You know, the sun shows up and Carl- Dr. Cullen takes everyone out camping."

I saw Ren raise her eyebrow at me from the corner of my eye, and shook my head ever so slightly. She was asking if Charlie knew about the Cullens being vampires, which he didn't. I didn't really want Charlie caught up in all of this; it was clear he was already upset that I wasn't going to have a normal life, and the fact that there was a big chunk of my life he couldn't relate to or really do anything with. I wanted to keep things as normal as possible here with Charlie.

He really wasn't too fond of the whole Witch thing since the accident with-

I mentally shook myself before I could delve further into those thoughts; knowing it would ruin the night not just for me, but for him too.

Besides, he was still settling down and getting used to the idea that Alice was my Bond, never mind that she was also a vampire.

Charlie's cruiser shut off outside in the driveway and I felt my heart skip a beat. This was it, I was telling him. Ugh, then I would have to call Renee and let her know, and knowing her, she'd want to meet Alice and would hop on the next flight down here, or worse, invite us over there. Constant sunshine. Oi.

Alice, actually hearing my inner worries, scooted closer to me on the couch, patting my thigh reassuringly. She opened her mouth to tell me to calm down and not worry so much, but the front door opening and closing cut her off.

"Bells?" Charlie called, kicking off his boots and hanging up his gun belt on the coat rack by the door's entrance.

"In here, dad." I called back, wiping my forehead.

I can do this. I can do this.

Charlie grinned at me and Alice, flopping down in his chair and turning on the TV. For being a cop, he sure was oblivious to how close we were sitting. "What are you girls up to for the evening?" He asked absently, flicking through the channels on the television.

There was a long pause before Alice nudged my shoulder and I looked at her, shrugging with wide eyes.

She pursed her lips for a moment before shaking her head at me and smiling. "Nothing much. Just thought we'd have a chat with you, Charlie." She chirped.

Charlie raised an eyebrow, looking over at us and I felt a blush creep up my neck. "Talk?"

Alice smiled and nodded. "Yes. Bella wants to tell you something."

My breath caught in my throat as he looked over to me and I discreetly slapped Alice's knee. I had thought she was going to make this easy for me and tell him herself.

"I'm listening." Charlie replied.

Straightening up in my seat, I smoothed out imaginary wrinkles in my jeans. "Yes, well…" I trailed off, clearing my throat. "The thing is…You see, I…I was, um, I've kind of f-found my, uh… Bond." I mumbled out at the end.

Again, there was that lasting pause and I risked looking up at Charlie hesitantly. Now he was looking at the space, or rather lack of, between Alice and I. His brows furrowed and he frowned, rubbing his chin. Charlie looked up at me with another raised eyebrow, pointing at Alice. "Her?"

I looked at Alice who was holding her breath, from nerves rather than thirst though, and back to him. Sitting up straighter, I squared my shoulders, answering confidently. "Yup."

Charlie's face broke out in a huge smile. "Phew, that's a relief." He must have read the puzzled look we both shared, for he shrugged and continued. "Bond or not, you were smitten with her, Bells. I was worried there was a chance it might not be here and you'd be hurt because of it." This was turning out better than I thought; perhaps he would even spare the welcome to the family speech as well.

Alice smiled back, leaping to her feet and danced over to the chair Charlie was sitting in, leaning down and wrapping her arms around him. "Well, I'm glad you approve."

Charlie chuckled awkwardly, patting her back before she sat back down beside me. His face was stern then. "Now; gentleman or not, I expect you to treat my little girl right. Understood?"

Alice nodded seriously. "Crystal clear, sir."

Charlie nodded and turned back to the TV, a content smile on his face. Alice cleared her throat, gaining his attention again. "If you don't mind my asking, but…you're not freaking out about this-"

Charlie laughed again. "Trust me, Bella having feelings for another girl is low on the freakout list. Actually, it's a whole different list. Her freakout list contains things like worrying and freaking out when she transports the house all the way down to the park. You have no idea how much money it cost to cover that up."

Alice's eyes grew twice in size as she looked at me. I ducked my head, looking away. "I was nine; it was an accident."

Charlie shrugged, and turned the sound back on the television. "She'll be here soon, Bells. Just hang in there." He laughed. I got to my feet again and started to pace the hall in front of the door, back and forth.

Looking at my watch, I realized I still had another five minutes until she was expected, and I really wish I knew of a spell to speed up time or something. It was torture trying to wait for her. Was it this hard for Ren with Jake? Or for any other Witch for that matter?

I groaned, pausing my pacing and looked out the window on the front door. I couldn't exactly see much seeing how dark it was, so I settled for turning around and leaning against the door while I waited.

A thought occurred to me and I smirked. I supposed I could always look to see where she was…

Maybe she had a flat tire; so I really should look.

Just as I was about to take a little peek into her mind, there was a knock on the door. I'm not afraid to admit that I screamed like a little girl and slipped.

Picking myself up and ignoring the laughter coming from both in the living room and outside the door, I smoothed out any wrinkles I might have gained because of my clumsy moment. I took a deep breath before opening the door, only to have it whoosh back out at the sight of the beautiful pixie.

Alice stood there, hiding her giggles behind a delicate, pale hand, her gold eyes dancing with mirth as she looked up at me. Her hair wasn't in it's usual spiked fashion, rather down, reaching just below her chin, and she wore a similar attire to mine, though I doubt it was for anything but appearances; the cold didn't exactly affect her like it did me. Though it didn't really affect me like it did everyone else lately either. She wore black high heel boots, also with black tights, a black skirt, and a black V neck T shirt, with a long, opened white coat that stopped just above her ankles.

"Hello, Bella." She greeted.

Ren skipped by during the silence, slapping the back of my head and I blinked a few times. "Hey, Alice!" I jerked forward, opening the door wider and stepped aside, mentally slapping myself for acting like a fool. "Come on in."

Alice smiled, ducking in the door and danced over to the entrance to the living room. "Good evening, Charlie."

Charlie looked over his shoulder before looking back at the TV, only to whip back around. "You girls going somewhere fancy?" He asked, looking over both of us again.

Alice's voice filled my mind. 'Are we?'

'It's a surprise.'

I shrugged, walking over and slipping my hand into Alice's, smiling when I felt the slight squeeze. "You never know; best to be prepared, you know?" I replied.

Ren snorted and I shot her a glare before focusing on Charlie again. "Alright. Well, do you need some money?" He asked, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his wallet.

"No! It's fine, dad. I've got this. Don't worry about it." I breathed a sigh of relief when he shrugged and put it back away.

"Alright. Call if you need anything, and don't be out too late and all that dad stuff I'm supposed to say." He chuckled.

Nodding and waving, I pulled Alice with me to the door. Before I could close it, Ren called out. "Don't do anything I wouldn't!"

"There's not much you wouldn't do, Ren." I mumbled, though I knew she could hear me. I heard her huff before I closed the door, snickering as I walked to Alice's Porsche sitting in the driveway.

Soon we were speeding down the road on our way to Port Angeles; the world outside the car one dark blur. The Sun had gone down quite early tonight, so though it wasn't very late, it looked to be about midnight out. There was the odd car coming against us, or even ahead of us, but they all turned or disappeared around the bends in the road, leaving the night fairly deserted. It was hardly the same case for the wildlife though; owls on every tree I looked at, other eyes hidden within the trees of the forest reflecting the light back at us, the occasional deer darting across the street a little ways ahead. It was either luck, or Alice saw it ahead of time, because she didn't have to swerve or anything even once.

The inside of Alice's car was very nice; the seats warm and soft to the point of where I caught myself nearly dozing off a few times. Alice's quiet giggles alerted me to the fact that she too had caught me falling asleep. To busy myself, I plugged Alice's iPod into the dashboard, looking through her playlists. I was surprised to find all the variety; everything from rock to pop to country to classic, though one band did catch my eye and had me gasping/choking.

"Are you serious?" I rasped, looking up at Alice with wide eyes.

She glanced at me curiously before looking back to the road. "What? What are you looking at?"

I shook my head, laughing to myself again and clicked play, waiting for the song to start.

The second it did; Alice's mouth fell open and she blindly reached for the iPod that I kept out of reach. "It…I didn't put that on there! I don't even like them, I swear. It was Emmett!" She screeched.

I snorted, opening my mouth to mock the song and her for having it in the first place, when she jerked the car; the iPod slipping from my hand and landing in her lap. Her fingers blurred across the screen, quickly changing the song and she pointedly ignored me, looking out the window. I chuckled again. "Seriously?"

A hiss escaped her lips, though the corner of her mouth did curve up. "Don't even say it."

Shaking my head, I relaxed back into the seat, closing my eyes.

XxXxXx

Alice looked around the empty parking lot and the dark building we were in front of. "Um…" She trailed off.

"This isn't the place." I replied, studying my breath that was visible in the chilly air, and the fact that I couldn't see Alice's. Did other people notice and the Cullens couldn't even go out in very cold temperatures, or was it just me because I notice just about everything about Alice? That would suck if it was the former, seeing as they already had to hide out when it was sunny. I couldn't imagine having to be cooped up when it got colder out as well; seeing as this was Forks and it was cold for a good chunk of the year.

"Oh. So, are you going to tell me where we're going now?" She asked, skipping over to my side, slipping her icy hand into my warm one.

I led her out of the dark parking lot and into the light that was bathing the sidewalks. "I don't think so. It certainly wouldn't be much of a surprise if you knew, now would it?"

She huffed but didn't argue, gazing into the windows of the shops we started walking past. Not a lot was open, only late night clubs or bars, restaurants, coffee shops. There also wasn't a bunch of people crowding the sidewalks like I was afraid there might be, not that we ever went long without seeing someone or at least a couple cars.

The silence wasn't uncomfortable, quite the opposite really. I never felt like I had to fill the silence around Alice, we could just be. But, I did want to hear her voice again, since I had gone three whole days without it. I missed the subtle tinkling quality it had; everyone I had been around lately had gravelly voices or bland voices, or gruff like Charlie's, though I did have a soft spot for it seeing as I grew up with it.

"So, how was your hunting trip?" I asked, looking down the street before stepping into it to cross. Getting hit by a car was definitely not on the mental checklist I had for the evening.

Alice pursed her lips. "In what way?" She asked.

I paused for a second before continuing down the sidewalk. "…I don't know, how many ways are there?" What did she mean; in what way? Isn't there only one way?

Alice looked up at me, her eyes brighter than usual; duh, since she just hunted.

"Well, do you mean did I enjoy myself, am I full, was there any accidents?" She asked.

"Oh." I looked away, feeling rather uneducated on the subject of hunting. "Did you have a good time?" I asked timidly.

Alice nodded once. "As good of a time as I can when gone on hunting trips. I don't really like them, but it's a necessity."

I raised an eyebrow. "You don't? I would have thought you'd be all too eager for a trip; what with being around humans all day long. It must take it's toll on your thirst."

Alice nodded again, resting her head on my shoulder and blocking view of her face as she looked down at the sidewalk. "I do look forward to getting rid of the burn, but I don't like the thought of taking a life because of it. Even if it's just an animal. They still have families and feelings too. But it does beat the alternative."

It got quiet and I felt like an ass for bringing up the subject and making her uncomfortable. Though it wasn't unexpected; I wasn't exactly known for saying the right things. I sighed, running my free hand through my hair. "I should have known that by now; I'm sorry I brought it up Alice."

Alice squeezed my hand, looking up at me and smiling. "Don't worry about it; we had to discuss it eventually. I mean, you hardly know anything about vampires, and I know nearly nothing about Witches. It's to be expected that we come across subjects that are touchy, but it still needs to be done so we learn."

I nodded in agreement. "Speaking of not knowing about Witches…" I trailed off, coming to a stop and gesturing upwards at the faint glow of the sign we were under.

Alice looked up, her brows furrowing before looking into the dark store's windows. Her eyebrows then shot up as her eyes widened. "Wiccapedia?"

I grinned, nodding like a fool. "This cozy little store here has just about anything you need to know about Witches. I assume most humans dismiss it like they do with all the other Wiccan stores; but I checked it out and this place is legit. They've got books, jewellery, ingredients, and anything you need really."

Alice continued to gape at the store.

Scratching the top of my head, I looked quizzically at the store. "Actually, it's like fate. There aren't much stores like this one around the world; ones that have so much supplies and are out in the open like this. A lot of Witches are afraid of gaining a little too much attention. It's odd that one would be right here, just outside of where I'm living now. I guess it makes sense though, seeing as this state is the home of a coven of vampires, and a pack of shape shifters. Seems like magic is just naturally attracted to this place."

Alice finally collected herself, mumbling something under her breath about not believing she had missed this store with all the times she drove passed it on her way into Seattle. She turned to me with a hand on her hip. "So let me get this straight; we're going to go in here and when we come back out, I'll be an expert on Witches?"

I snorted, shaking my head and taking her hand again. "Don't be ridiculous; no one is an expert on Witches, not even the Council." I replied, holding the door open for her.

Alice stepped in, looking around the large store. "Council?" She asked, distracted.

At the opposite far end of the store were a dozen long, long, tall row of shelves, filled to the brims with books both small and very large. Along the other two walls were dozens and dozens of shelves reaching to nearly the roof and about a foot off the floor, stacked on top of one another full of jars, vials, tanks, bottles and other things. I assumed ingredients were kept in them. Then filling the floor of the room were a bunch of tables with jewellery. There were a couple of people walking about but judging from their eyes; only one was a Witch with one brown eye and one blue eye. The one way to tell a Witch apart from a human were their eyes, and how they weren't regular colours, or if they were, then they didn't match. Like Ren's. I also noticed the handful of cats walking around, mostly black or dark colours except one that was all white. They seemed weary but they weren't hissing like I was afraid they might.

On the left wall close to the book shelf was a check out desk with someone sitting at it, flipping through a large, old book. They looked up, their silver and gold eyes widening before narrowing. Their hair too was long and silver and they had a piercing in their lip and eyebrow, but other than that they looked relatively normal. I stiffened until they finished their scan and looked back down into their book again.

Meanwhile, Alice was bouncing in spot, her large bright eyes taking in the whole store.

"They equivalent of your Volturi, only Witches."

She glided over to the closest table, looking down at all the Amulets lined up in rows. I ghosted behind her, looking over at the Witch walking down book isles, intent on finding a specific one, and the check out Witch whose eyebrow twitched when Alice moved. I was fairly certain they wouldn't do anything with humans in the store, but you never know.

I snaked my arms around Alice's waist, resting my chin on her shoulder and looked down at the Amulets she was holding in each hand. "So," She breathed out in a quiet whisper. It seemed appropriate; the whole store was fairly quiet, only a few nearly silent murmurs between the humans. "What can you tell me about Amulets?" She asked.

I hummed in her ear. "Let's see… Amulets and Talismans hold special Magical significance, usually for protection or drawing positive energy for love, prosperity or some other blessing."

Alice nodded slowly and held up a Triple Crescent Moon Talisman. It was the three crescent moons bound together by a full moon. "And this specifically? Do you know?"

I groaned. "Unfortunately, yes; I do. My mother was a lot of things; the strongest though was that she was a teacher. So, being her only student, I know a butt load of Witch crap." Alice giggled and placed a hand on mine that were clasped on her stomach. "This one symbolizes the three aspects of a woman's life; Maiden, Mother and Crone, along with the three fates - the 'Weird' sisters who control a person's birth, life, and death. It goes way back to when it was believed that the moon diminished and grew in time with a woman's own cycles. Legends and myths have changed over time, but the one thing that stayed was the fact that the moon is associated with the feminine."

Alice looked over her shoulder at me with wide eyes. "You know all that and still you're nearly flunking History?" She scoffed.

I shrugged, stepping around the table, looking down at everything. "I'm only flunking because I'm not so good with getting my work done on time. It's not that I can't do it."

Alice rolled her eyes, grabbing my hand and dragging me to another table. I felt eyes burning into my back and looked over my shoulder, catching a silver and gold eyed gaze. I glared at the girl and she scowled before looking back down in her book. Alice turned around abruptly, a grin on her face. "Alright smarty pants; what are these for?" She asked, holding out a hand that had a small piece of Amethyst in it.

I smirked. "People like making necklaces out of them because they look pretty." Alice stuck her tongue out at me. "Amethyst is used for healing, and it increases the psychic intuition, plus it helps with meditation."

Alice put them back down before swooping down and picking up a black cat with white paws. She absently petted him as she looked around the tables more, pausing at one. She rang a little bell in my face, smiling as the cat reached out, pawing at it and making it ring more. "These are used to entertain our Witchy cats." She stated in a professional voice. "And sometimes to call for lunch."

I snorted, shaking my head. "Nu uh!"

Alice put it down, twirling away; completely unaware of the silver and gold eyes watching her every move. "What could a bell possibly be used for with Witches. What's a little teeny bell going to do if someone were to attack? Annoy them to death?"

Ruffling her hair, I took the cat from her arms, holding it up and scratching under it's chin so that she could see the little bell hanging from it's collar. "Bells are used in Spell Crafting. Some use them for removing unwanted or negative energies, and to call to spirits. The whole bell on a pet's collar thing started way back in the day just to keep away the Evil Eye and evil spirits. So no, it wouldn't exactly be used against someone in an attack; but it just might prevent said attack."

Alice smiled and nodded, disappearing down one of the isles of books. I put the cat back down and quickly followed after her, not wanting her to be out of my sight with the Witches in the same room. Alice ran her finger along the spines of all the books on the shelf she could reach as she walked down the isle, taking in all the titles. "All these books are on the Amulets and bracelets and gems out there?" She asked and I nodded.

"Also on different histories or events that happened within the years to Witches or because of Witches. There's books on the Council, Vampires, Werewolves, Nymphs, Faeries, Trolls, anything really. Books on common low level potions…" I trailed off, a book ahead of Alice catching my eye. I saw the words Black Witch and moved without thinking, stepping in front of her and placing my hand over the title, leaning on that arm casually. "Any questions?"

Alice nodded, still looking at the books, seemingly searching for something. "I was just looking for, um, a Spell Book…?" She asked, uncertain.

I nodded slowly. "Those are more personal. They're passed down through your family bloodline, generation after generation. Spells your ancestors used or created, then you add your own stuff before passing it down to your kids. So on and so forth. They aren't public knowledge because, well I guess some people don't trust others with their Spells."

Alice looked up at me. "What about you? Where is yours?"

I choked on the air, looking around as Alice lightly patted my back. "Um, mine?" I croaked and Alice nodded. "Right. Mine. Um, mine is actually hidden."

Alice raised an eyebrow. "Hidden? Why?"

Mostly because I can't actually use the thing. Centuries ago a Spell was cast on it, protecting it from Black Witches and other evil powers. Now I can't even touch the damn thing without being shocked, burned, or tossed across the room.

Of course, I didn't tell her this. Instead, I smiled and shrugged. "Not much use for it. I avoid all this Witch drama."

Alice nodded, continuing around the store.

Nearly three hours later she was finally done; I had shown and taught her about almost every piece of jewellery they had there, plus all the ingredients up on the walls, different ways to make them and all the potions I knew and could say in front of prying ears, a few different stories about famous Witches throughout history, the Council, but completely bypassed the whole Black Witch subject. We were finally at the check out, ringing up Amulets, Talismans, gems, crystals, stones, books, and so much more that Alice wanted to take home and show the rest of the Cullens.

The Witch's silver eyes narrowed as she finished ringing everything up. "I know what you are." She murmured and Alice froze, looking up.

'How does she know? Is she a Witch too?'

I nodded discreetly, though I kept my eyes on the other Witch and tensed up, ready to react to anything she'd throw at me. I wasn't exactly afraid because well, I was a Black Witch and she was just a Witch, but I was afraid of having to explain everything to Alice afterwards. Would she be scared? Would she leave me?

"And?" I growled back.

The Witch tensed as well, scanning me before grabbing something from her pocket. "Should I expect company later?" Her glare hardened even more. It wasn't uncommon for Black Witches that were in covenants to stake out a shop like this one and then come back later with the rest of the covenant to clean them out if they needed supplies. Black Witches liked to stay off the radar, so buying and leaving any Witch witnesses was a bad idea. Because of it, most stores like these had protections spells on them to keep Black Witches out but if the owner wasn't strong enough, then they were sitting ducks.

The Witch's hand twitched and I looked down at it, immediately back peddling and stumbling backwards away from the counter when I saw what she had. A round piece of silver with a crescent moon stamped out along with five stars circling it. A protection Amulet. Much like with the spell on my Spell Book; that necklace in her hand could do a number of things to me if I got close enough.

"I'm a Nomad. You have nothing to worry about." I replied quickly.

She watched me for a few moments while Alice glared at her, still unsure of what was going on, though she was obviously aware that I was being threatened. "Fine."

I paid in silence and walked with Alice out of the store and down the street with my hands in my pockets while she fiddles with the straps of the bag that was carrying everything. We were a couple of blocks away when Alice finally broke the silence. "Bella, what was that all about?" She asked.

I shrugged my shoulders, looking away from her. I couldn't stand lying to Alice, but I don't think I could even do it while looking at her. "She was just paranoid is all."

Alice stopped us in the middle of the sidewalk, turning to face me. She searched my eyes for a few seconds before shaking her head sadly. "You can tell me anything, you know that, right?"

I can't. Some things are just too... too hard to talk about.

I nodded. "I know, Alice. I trust you one hundred percent." I answered. The fact was that this wasn't about trust, it was about guilt, so much guilt that was just easier to ignore than deal with.

She bit her lip and looked away. "I just feel like you're still keeping something from me."

Of course Alice would know. Not only was she my Bond, but she was also psychic and though she may not know exactly what I'm keeping from her, she knows there's something.

I sighed and grabbed her hand. "There is something I've been keeping from you. It's a long story. Your story." I said, giving her a pointed look.

Alice raised an eyebrow. "My story?"

"I...I didn't tell you everything I saw when I saw your past, Alice."

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Well, it's certainly been a while, hasn't it? ^^

And for that, I made this chapter the longest of the story so far; sort of as a sorry.

However, I need a favour. When you guys review, do you think you could tack on a question about Witches you have. I've tried to explain basics, but if you guys are still curious about other things about my Witches, then I'll have Alice ask Bella because I'm not sure what else you guys want to know. It's greatly appreciated.

Aaaand; it's been a while, so if there are things in other chapters that need to be adressed or elaborated on in the story still that I've forgot or you feel should be put in, let me know. For example; maybe Ren did something odd and you guys still need an explanation for it and I forgot to put it in. Sometimes I forget that you all don't know all I know.

Also, these sites below are where I got some information. Check them out if you want.

-Paige