New Years, Y2K

Life moves on. In the blink of an eye, the war had ended and the atrocities of World War II became history. It was surprisingly easy for Bella to tell the others, Rafe, Danny, Evelyn, Betty, Red, and Gooz, about their extended lived. Of course, at the time, they all thought she was joking. That she was still a little out of it from the pain of birthing Angel. But when a decade or two passed and none of them had so much as a single laugh line, then they all took her seriously. She sat them down again, and told them all the full story. And again, they all took it very well. At least until Bella told them about Angel being mated to one of the Volturi kings.

Danny blew his top. Even though at that point, Angel was nearing 30, he had yelled outright that his little girl was too young for such a man. When Bella pointed out that he would consider her too young if she were all of their ages combines, he still didn't let up. It took her until the turn of the bloody millennium to get him to even consider a visit to Italy. They were all nervous, especially when a small girl with vibrant red eyes and white blond hair pulled back into a severe bun escorted them all into the throne room.

Aro, who had introduced himself first, was practically beaming his happiness at the small party they made up.

"Jane! Dearest, I see that you have brought our guests, thank you," he said to the little blond before she bowed and stepped away. Bella, being the one with the experience when dealing with vampires, stepped up and offered her hand in introduction. She had a vague memory of Edward telling her about his gift when she spotted Carlisle's painting of the brothers, and thought that if he was able to read her thoughts, it would cut down the explanation needed, and if he couldn't, he would be interested enough to let them explain.

"Lord Aro, thank you for this opportunity at an audience. Especially today of all days," she said without preamble. Aro looked a little shocked at her audacity to walk right up to a man who, for all intents and purposes, was her predator. It was a flash of a second, and would have been missed if she hadn't been looking at him so intently. Aro's smile returned to his face and he took her hand in both of his, and then froze once again.

"Nothing," he murmured. Bella nodded, knowing what he was referring to. She looked over to her husband.

"Danny. Would you mind?" she asked. Danny steeled himself and walked up to the vampire, offering his own hand. Aro looked at Bella in astonishment for a moment more, before turning his attention to Danny, who's hand he then took.

Aro took the time to search through the young man's memories, and was amazed to find that he was a man out of his time. Every human that had walked in here was, even the young woman who was displaced to the past. She had found a home there. Letting the younger man's hand go, he let out a loud guffaw.

"What is it, Aro?" snapped the blond leader. Caius, if Bella could remember his name right. Aro didn't answer, as he continued to look at the couple in front of him.

"May I meet her?" he asked in awe. Bella nodded and gestured to her daughter.

"Angel, come," she said simply. Angel stepped up next to her parents and looked at Aro. Something inside of her cried out in pain and jubilation.

"Hello, Aro," she breathed. It was at this point that the final leader, by elements of deduction had to be Marcus, shot his head and attention up to see the company in front of his brother. His breath caught at the young woman in front of Aro.

"Didyme," he gasped. Angel's attention shifted to Marcus and she gave him a small smile, and shook her head once.

"In this life, my name is Angel," she tells her mate. Marcus was before her in a mere moment and lifted his hand nervously to her cheek.

"How is this possible?" he begged of her. Angel looked at Bella.

"Would you explain it, ma? You are the one with all of the details," she asked her mother.

It took Bella the better part of two hours to convey everything that had happened to her, and how they were the way they were. Everyone in the throne room was bewildered and confused, particularly when it came to the fact that Bella had been blessed by Death himself. When this point was brought up, Bella only shook her head and said that she wasn't going to question the greater power, only say thank you for the opportunity that he had presented her with and roll with it.

The family was happy for a time in Volterra, but they eventually went home to Hawaii, leaving Angel with her mate. It was a bittersweet goodbye, especially for Danny. Angel was his little girl. The miracle that had made it through the attack at Pearl. Once they had reached home, Bella looked at her husband.

"You know, when I was in a coma after the attack, I saw our son, not Angel?" she said off handedly. Danny looked at her with a questioning gaze at first before he gave a salacious smirk.

"Is this a hint, my love," he said softly, taking her into his arms and guiding her to the bed, and kissing down along the column of her neck.

"It may be," she said breathlessly. Even after over 60 years, this man still knew how to reduce her to mush with a few soft touches.

He made love to her slowly, pouring out all of the love he had for her in the action. Loving every moan and whimper she gave him. It took only weeks for Bella to fall pregnant. When they told Angel over one of their video conference calls, she was both excited and miffed that she would have a sibling, but they would be so much younger than her.

In 2005, Bella told everyone it was time to head to Washington for a couple of months. She even asked for Angel to be there. She said that Angel was instrument in her plan. It was a way for her to say goodbye, without having to show herself at her own funeral. That would have been just awkward.

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January, 2006

The funeral for Isabella Swan is quite large for a girl who had moved to the town just the previous year. Even more so, since she had cut herself off from all of her friends the past three or so months since the Cullen's had left. Tensions had risen to a peak when said Cullen's had shown up to pay their respects. The wolves of La Push, bar Jake, who had been in his own catatonic state since Bella's death, did their best to intimidate the bloodsuckers away from the gathering. Charlie himself was no help either, the father being numb, seeing his baby girl laid out for burial.

The tension was halted to a sudden stop when a young woman, who bore a striking resemblance to Bella, walked through the door and headed straight for Charlie. She wore sunglasses, which was odd in a town under nearly constant cloud cover, and a modest black tea length dress and heels. But it was her scent that caused every supernatural in the building to halt. She smelled of Bella's strawberries and plumeria, but also of chocolate and coffee. Scents were usually similar to parents, so family groups could identify each other. This meant that somehow, this young woman was related very closely to Bella.

"Chief Swan?" she asked when she had stopped in front of the man. He looked up at the woman who was speaking to him and nearly gasped, seeing his lost daughter in the young woman. She knelt down to his level and removed her sunglasses. Then he did gasp, as he looked into Bella's eyes. His eyes.

"My name is Angel. Angel Walker. I knew Bella very well in Phoenix. You could say we were as close as family," she said with a secretive smile. "I'm so very sorry for your loss. I know that she loved you with everything she had in her."

It took Charlie a long moment to do anything. Unable to speak, still in shock at seeing this woman who looked so much like Bella, he slowly reached forward, taking her shoulder. At first to see if she was truly there, then he drew her into a hug, letting loose a strangled sob. Angel, for her part, hugged her grandfather in sympathy. She would admit that it was very creepy seeing her mother dead in a casket, but know that she was alive and well in the hotel they had booked a couple of weeks before.

They had read about the accident in the paper. How Miss. Swan had hit a tree and had bled out alone on the road between La Push and Forks. Bella cried, saying that it seemed she hadn't met Mr. Walker this time around. The man in question being happily married to Bella in this time. Which meant that the Bella that had died this time would die during the attack on Pearl and Danny would be alone in his grief. That more than anything, to her up inside. Angel never understood the loop her mother was in. It seemed counter intuitive, but she decided long ago to take her mother's stance her Death's blessing. Say thank you for what they had now, and not question it.

Angel stayed for the service and rode with Charlie and the procession to the cemetery, where she stayed with Charlie, offering what comfort she could. The poor man stayed by the graveside long after everyone had left. Angel stayed with him for as long as she dared. She knew that neither she nor Charlie were alone. She couldn't explain it, but she could feel something in the woods, just out of sight. Giving a sigh, she turned to Charlie.

"I am very sorry, Mr. Swan. I would like nothing more than to stay, but I'm afraid I have a flight to catch home. I only flew in from Hawaii for the funeral," she said softly, drawing the man's attention.

"Oh, of course!" he said hurriedly. "I'm sorry, I'm still so out of it. Thank you so much for coming, even if the circumstances were… well, what they were. Will you be alright to get back on your own?"

Angel nodded. "I understand, Mr. Swan. This isn't something that should have happened. I will be fine. I booked a hotel not far from here, in fact."

Charlie nodded, and looked back down at Bella's grave. "I'm just going to stay here a little longer. I can't seem to make my feet head home yet."

Angel gave him a soft hug, before giving one more soft farewell and left, walking out of the cemetery. She could feel the presence in the woods follow her from the grave site to her hotel room. She was going to pack her overnight bag, and beat feet out of the small town. Her mom had warned her about the wolves and considering she was mated to one of the vampire kings, one who had extreme reservations about letting her out of his sight for even as long as her mom's not funeral, she didn't want to push her luck. But no matter how far she got from the town, back towards her family in Port Angeles, the presence didn't let up.

Her mom was afraid of this, but it was a risk she was willing to take. Bella had said she had a plan. She told Angel that if she felt she was being followed to send a text to warn them, so that's what she did, before sitting back and relaxing into her drive back to her mate and her family. As she pulled into the drive of the house they had been renting for the past six or so months, she breathed a sigh of relief. At least she was now close to allies. She got out of her car, and headed towards the house, but before she could get more than a few steps, her baby brother came barreling out of the house.

"Sissy!" he yelled, before launching himself into her arms. Angel laughed as she hugged R.J. close. She had fallen in love with the little boy the moment she laid eyes on him. Resting her four year old brother on her hip, as he leaned into her and sucking his thumb, she gained his attention.

"Hey little man, where are mama and daddy?" she asked. R.J. popped his thumb out of his mouth and pointed into the house.

"Mama and Uncle Rafe are yelling. She hit his hand with a wooden spoon," he told Angel.

"And why would mama do that?" Angel asked.

"Because he was trying to steal one of her rolls for supper. She hit him again when he said a bad word." Angel laughed.

"I see," she said, just as she heard someone come up behind her. Turning, she saw many people, vampires, come up the drive and a few of the tanned boys she had seen at the funeral. Her expression went from smiling to blank.

"May I help you?" she asked. A blond stepped forward. From her mom's descriptions, Carlisle.

"Yes, my name is Carlisle Cullen. I- we all were friends with Bella. We saw you at the funeral, and wished to talk with you about her, if we could," he said. Angel raised a brow at the man.

"And you thought the best way to get in touch was to follow me like stalkers?" This seemed to catch the man on the hop.

"Please, we don't mean you or your son any harm," said the brown haired beauty at his side. Angel sighed.

"For vampires, you are all incredibly stupid. He's not my son, didn't you hear him?" she asked blandly, shocking them all. She turned to R.J. "Hey, little brother, will you call mama for me? You can yell louder than me."

R.J. nodded before tilting his head back. "MAMA! MAMA, PEOPLE HERE FOR YOU!" he yelled. All of the vampires and the tanned boys winced at the volume of the child, but then they chuckled at his antics. Angel had to admit that it was really cute.

"R.J. What have mama and I told you about hollerin' like that for people?" said a handsome young man coming out of the house.

"Angel told me to, daddy!" the little boy said to the man. Angel let the little boy down as he ran to his father, who picked him up once again. The man turned to Angel and the others with her.

"Who are these people, Angel?" he asked.

"They want to talk. They said they were friends of Bella," she says. The man takes a good look at the strangers in his front yard and nods in understanding, before turning and yelling into the house.

"Bella! Guests for you!" he yelled. There were gasps at the name he yelled.

"Honestly, Danny. You wonder where R.J. gets some of his bad habits," said a woman coming out into the yard.

"Bella?!" exclaimed several people in the group. Bella looked up at those assembled in front of her family before letting out a heavy sigh, and looked at Angel.

"Angel, baby, will you take R.J. and keep him company for a while?" Bella asked. Angel nodded, and walked over to Bella and took her brother.

"Hey little man, how'd you like to go flyin'?" Angel asked. R.J. laughed and clapped in excitement. Danny shook his head.

"I don't know why he seems to like flyin' with you more than me or Rafe," he said with a fond smile at his son.

"Sissy makes shootin' noises!" exclaimed little R.J.

"Ah. Well, hopefully, you'll never have to know how scary the real thing is, little man. Take it from me and everyone else, bullets are scary," Danny tells his son. R.J. laughed as Angel took him out to the back 40 where the barn housing Danny's father's plane was. Even a century later, it was still in perfect working order. Danny and Bella looked at those in the front.

"Y'all had better come in. The humans among us can't stand as statues forever, even ones such as us," Bella said, turning with Danny and heading into the house. Everyone followed the couple into the house and through to the kitchen, where they found five other humans, and to their utter astonishment, Marcus Voluri.

"You're Majesty!" exclaimed Carlisle with a bow. Marcus only nodded in acknowledgement before turning to Bella and Danny.

"Where is my mate?" he asked. Bella smiled.

"Angel took R.J. flying," Bella told Marcus.

"Not to butt in here, but how are you the fuck alive?!" exclaimed one of the tanned boys. Bella turned to see who had spoken. Quil.

"Why should I tell you? Seven of you up and left without so much as a goodbye. An action, I am assured, is illegal, and will be punished, and the rest of you decided after you saved my life, that I wasn't worth even a phone call to tell me I wasn't allowed contact with you because I was a pale face. I have died, mourned you, and moved on with my life. It has been 60 years. Why should I give you the time of day?" Bella asked.

"Because you know they won't leave you alone otherwise, and you need closure, Bella," Rafe said. "We have lived through some serious shit. Even before Pearl Harbor, when you told us of your friend Jacob, I could see that betrayal hurt you."

"No more than when you and I thought Danny and Evelyn had gone and hooked up," Bella said. They all knew it wasn't the low blow other's might have thought. Both couples had talked it out, and it wasn't such a big deal to them any more.

"But we also talked things out, baby," Danny said, placing a hand on her cheek. Bella reached up and covered his hand with her own, before she kissed him softly. They heard two growls behind them and broke apart.

"Growl at my husband and I again, and I'll have no qualms sicking the Volturi guard on your asses," Bella said with her own impressive human growl. "Sit down. Might as well get this over with so we can go home."

"Back to your buddies in Volterra?" snapped Edward. Bella looked at Edward with a blank look.

"Jealousy is an ugly emotion, Edward. It doesn't become you," she said before turning away from him.

For the second time in this decade, she reiterated her story, only she didn't draw so much enjoyment from it this time, not having any other purpose than to get the uninvited guest out of her house.

"You can't expect us to believe that," snarked Rosalie. Betty snorted.

"This coming from a vampire," she said. "A species that's supposed to be a fairy story."

"I don't particularly care if you believe me, Rosalie. You, nor your coven, have any place in my life, or the lives of my family. You should be happy. I've just told you, that despite your undead status, you have a soul. That you will die someday. There is always a payment for your continued existence. Death will always claim what is his," Bella said ominously. The room seemed to darken at her words.

There was suddenly a force in the room that only one among them felt before, though she was in a coma then and it didn't feel so oppressing then. It then passed, as quickly as it came.

"Well, that was a first," Bella said.

"Bella, what was that?" asked a shaken Evelyn.

"Death," Danny said. Bella looked at her husband with a raised eyebrow. "The Doolittle Raid," he said simply. Bella nodded in understanding.

"I would leave now, if I were you. Stay out of my life if you can. And those of my family. You may see us again, you may not," she tells those in her kitchen.

"Bella, please!" begged Edward. "I lied to you. That day in the woods, I lied. I was the worst kind of blasphemy, I still love you."

"No, Edward. You don't. The way you left me proves that. No one who was in love with another would lead them out into the woods, no matter how safe they thought they were, and say what you said. You also forget Marcus's gift," Bella said.

"She is right. You are not her mate and she is not yours. The tie she and Daniel have is stronger than even mine to Angel, and her soul is that of my mate Didyme. The soul of my mate came back from death itself and the bond between her parents is stronger than that. That should tell you something young one," Marcus puts in.

"I'm sorry, Bella," Jacob simply said. Bella looked at him truly for the first time since he walked into the house. He looked like hell. He was pale, had bags under his eyes, as if he hadn't been sleeping, and his cheeks were hollow, like he hadn't eaten decently in a few days.

"I forgive you, Jacob. But I will not forget. I have moved on with my life. I have a husband I am in love with, even after 60 years. I have a daughter who is now going on to live her own life, and a son to look after. I mourned our friendship, but I've learned to stand on my own, and not rely on another. Even when I thought I hand lost Danny, I was still functioning. I would have moved on, as heart wrenching it would have been. I have grown up. You all should too," she said.

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Danny and Bella stood on the beach in Hawaii, watching R.J. chase the tide out and back, with his arms around her and his chin resting on her shoulder. Bella breathed in a deep breath of happiness, a weight she didn't fully know she had been carrying having been lifted after she had visited Washington.

"I told you you would feel better for having talked to them," he said into her ear softly. Bella turned in his arms and gave him a passionate kiss.

"I love you, Danny," she said. Danny smiled down at her, both of his dimples making an appearance.

"I love you, too, darlin'," he said, before giving her a kiss that would've made Wesley proud.

A/N 9/16/2018: Whew! AAAAANNNNNNNDDDDDD that's a wrap! This was so much fun to write! I'm a little sad that it's over, to be honest. But now I need your help guys. I have several stories running through my head for Bella's next crossover. So, I'm putting it to a vote.

Bella/Chibs- an SOA cross

Bella/Hannibal- a Silence of the Lambs cross

Bella/Lost Boys (all 4!)- a Lost Boys cross

or Bella/Imhotep- a Mummy (The one with Brandon Fraser) cross

Let me know guys! I have a good chunk of all of them started, so they will eventually all be posted, I just need a starting point. Please review and let me know. Also, I'm not one to put a song to a fic, but I've been listening to Jay Sean's War this entire chapter. lol I love it, but now I just want it out of my head!