AN: I'm back! Sorry it took so long, but I wanted to have more of this story finished before I decided to upload chapters.

This story will have shorter chapters that usual but this means that I will update more often. I'm thinking that I will update about 3 times a week until this story is concluded. Sounds good?

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or The Vampire Diaries; they both belong to their respective owners and creators. (This applies to the entire story!)

This pairing is new for me but I have read multiple Klaus/Bella stories and I really enjoy them so I thought that I would try writing one. This story starts out kinda slow as we introduce some relationships and themes but I promise that it will pick up speed eventually. Just bare with me. This chapter may seem a little dull but it is important to set the tone and on that note, enjoy!

Ch.1

It's April now. There is no longer a thin coating of snow covering the ground and the temperature is much higher than it was in the winter. We're lucky if we see the sun even once a week in Forks during the winter just like I'm lucky that I haven't seen my ex-boyfriend Edward Cullen in seven months. If I had seen him, there wouldn't be a force in the world that would keep me from giving him a good tongue lashing and then trying to light him on fire.

Edward left me in September, a few days after y eighteenth birthday. He gave me some stupid excuse as to why he was leaving. I wouldn't fit in his life, Carlisle didn't look his age anymore, I'm just human and a distraction. At first I was devastated that he left, I practically turned into a robot, only speaking and responding when asked too.

I was like that for three months and it gave Charlie, my dad, more than a few gray hairs in worry. He knew right from the beginning that Edward wasn't good for me and tried to get me to 'wake up' but couldn't. Truthfully I didn't even want to, not until one day I got up early to head to school and saw Charlie crying silently at the kitchen table. He didn't know that I saw him but at that moment I woke up. I realized exactly how selfish I was being and headed back up to my room to mentally berate myself. Everyone goes through a break up once in their lives but they are better than me, they don't turn into an emotionless robot.

I had scrubbed my face clean of all depressing feelings, determined not to let them effect me ever again. I changed into clean clothes and walked down stairs confident and had a normal breakfast with my dad where I said more words to him than I had in two months. To say he was shocked was an understatement. I don't think his eyes stopped bulging out of his head until he was halfway to the station for his shift.

I went to school and acted normal, well the normal Bella I was before the Cullen's got their cold claws into me. I was shocked to find that I kept up with my school work just as well as before my robot faze and secretly glad that I didn't need to worry about needing to bring my grades back up.

In biology that same December day Mr. Banner kept jumping at the slightest sound and was tapping his foot incisively against the linoleum floor. I watched him from the corner of my eye, trying and failing to figure out what was making him so nervous. I never did find out because that same night Charlie was called out to a crime scene. Mr. Banner had died, he was drained completely of blood and didn't even seem to have put up a fight against his attacker. He was found a few feet from his house but his house wasn't broken into.

The attack reminded me so much of the attacks that James, Laurent and Victoria did in the spring that I made Charlie promise to be safe and to run if he was in the kind of danger. Charlie had looked at me funny that day but promised anyway and had me start carrying another can of mace in my purse.

I started work at Newton's Outfitter's again and met a man named Elijah Smith who needed help finding school for the interview for the new teaching position that was open after Mr. Banner's death. I must admit that Elijah was handsome looking but was slightly too old for me. He came back the next day when Charlie had come into visit me to get some camping equipment. Charlie gave Elijah his perspective on each item and they hit it off immediately. The next thing I knew Elijah was over every night watching any and all sports games with Charlie. Elijah got the teaching position and started the first day back after Christmas break and life has been normal ever since.

Since it's April now, Charlie has been asking more and more about what I plan to do after school. Will I go to the University of Washington? What degree am I going in for? The questions make me nervous and it feels like the world is slowly collapsing in on me. I have no idea what I want to do with my life. I used to want to help people but after getting used by the Cullen's that route seems to be full of knives and traps. I kinda want to study ancient cultures but there isn't much work in that area. I'd need to double major in English and Ancient Cultures to be able to have a good income as a teacher.

I want to travel too, I want to see more than just the United States. I've never even left the country which is sad considering the amount of times I've been on a plane to go back and forth between my mom and dad.

I'm knocked out of my thoughts as Elijah comes into the house and takes a seat next to my dad. This is normal now, Charlie has told Elijah just to knock before walking in since we're all friends and our door is never locked. Charlie turns the volume of a basketball game up slightly more and I head back to working on my homework. I get through the homework quickly without getting tripped up too much before heading onto applications for multiple scholarships.

I want to apply for as many scholarships as I can so that Charlie will have to pay less money for my education. I think I've filled out maybe nine or ten scholarships since the beginning of the school year alone and I want to do more. I just finish off one of the questions when there is a commercial during the game.

"Bella?" Elijah asks me.

I lift my head and finish the word I'm writing without looking down. "Yes?"

He folds his hands together and places them on his knees. In the past four months since I've known Elijah I've found that he is very formal and old fashioned but it's not an act. It's almost like he grew up a few centuries ago and hasn't let go of that mannerism. "I know you've been asked this question a lot but answer me truthfully please. What would you like to do with your future?"

Charlie turns to look at me too and puts his half empty beer down on the coffee table.

I gulp under the pressure and flicker my eyes back and forth around the room. Trying to find an excuse but Charlie notices and clears his throat. I take a breath and decide to go for it, "I really want to study ancient cultures, I've always been fascinated with them but I don't know how to make a career out of it."

Elijah smiles slightly, or I think he smiles, it's really just a slight uplift of the corners of his mouth. "You could teach it at a University or become an archeologist finding old artifacts. Does that seem interesting?"