I cross my arms and lean back against the wall. Emmett wraps an arm around me and watches me carefully. I hear the door open and catch Bella's scent. I glance at Jasper who looks strained and slightly furrow my eyebrows. I shake it off and smile at Emmett. Carlisle gives me a strange look, as well as everyone else in the room besides Bella an Emmett.

"I don't think I've ever seen you with your hair down." Bella states.

"That's because I almost always have it up. Don't expect this to happen often." I retort.

"Okay, how are you not forcing yourself not to kill her!?!" Rosalie asks finally breaking.

"Because I don't have to. Honestly, I think you're having more trouble trying not to kill her than what I am." I state. "I don't know if you've noticed but the whole bloodlust thing seemed to skip me or something."

"Or you're just a really good liar." She snaps.

"Rosalie, don't antagonize her, she's easily the strongest in the house now." Esme says.

"Oh no, don't stop her." Carlisle says. "We need to see how she'll react."

"I'm not so sure that's a smart thing to do with Bella here." Alice chimes in.

"You people act like I'm a science experiment, or a bomb. You're just waiting for me to explode." I say. "You're waiting for something that'll take a long time. I've already had my psychotic break for a while." I pause. "Statistically, it'll be about a month for an opportunity to strike to start building up until a breaking point, or it'll be eight weeks for another stresser and I'll snap. Until then, don't expect anything interesting to happen."

"You had to have spent more than two days with Spencer." Emmett says shaking his head slightly. I swat his shoulder playfully and he rolls his eyes.

"If you keep doing that, your eyes are going to get stuck in your head Emmett." I mock his words. He narrows his eyes slightly. I roll my eyes and scoff.

"If you keep rolling your eyes, they're going to get stuck in your head." I punch him in the arm with force and he slightly staggers to the side. "Ouch." He mutters.

"Oh, get over yourself." I scoff crossing my arms again.

"You're still to tame." Jasper says from beside Alice. "I've never seen a newborn with so much control. It's like you're still human." He shakes his head.

"Well, I can assure you that I'm definitely not human." I deadpan.

"I spent years with newborns, thousands of them, and yet none of them were as tame as you." He states. "I've never seen anything as tame as what you are."

"I have a method to my madness. Almost everything I do is premeditated." I say. "Including murdering my father." I add, answering the question on a few minds.

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I lean back against Emmett's chest and rest my head against his shoulder. His arms slowly snake around my torso, securing me against him. I close my eyes and he gently kisses my forehead and rubs my arm gently.

"When was the last time you got to talk to her?" I ask.

"The night before we left. I snuck in through her window." He replies.

"How was she? I haven't even heard from her since competition season." I slowly open my eyes.

"She was happy." He pauses. "Do you wanna go see her?"

"Of course I want to see her Emmett. I'm just not entirely sure that it's safe." I state.

"It'll be fine, babe. Besides, it's been a long time since she's saw us together."

"Yeah." I nod. "Eighteen more days, then we can see her everyday."

"Come on. Let's go." He says gently squeezing my shoulder.

"Let me text her first, so she knows to be in her room. Harper doesn't like it when one of us shows up on a day we didn't have a freaking visit set up." I say grabbing my phone.

"Harper can shut up, it's not her kid." He snaps.

"Well I'd tell her that but then she'd keep Darcy and we'd never see her again until she was eighteen." I state. "Honestly, now that I think about it we should've just let Garcia keep her, but then again the poor kid would probably have pink hair and speak fluent nerd." I tuck my phone away in my pocket and turn around. "Come on, let's go."