It's three in the morning in the Swan household, and someone is crying quietly in the living room.
In the morning Bella charges down the stairs to hug him. Hard.
"Thank you. Thank you thank you thank you, I can't believe I didn't warn Lexi about mana, I didn't think she was going to decide to fly for hours in the middle of the night, thank you thank you thank you."
"I figured you'd be sad if I didn't, I didn't know you'd be so happy that I did," he says.
"God, I would've been destroyed - if she'd gotten herself killed - god. I'm happy that I'm not destroyed over her, is what I'm happy about."
And: "I'm gonna make you eggs for breakfast. Scrambled eggs with cheese in 'em."
"Don't say that out loud in front of Charlie ever, he'll be badly confused." She ruffles Brilliance's hair and gets up to make eggs-and-cheese.
Bella fixes eggs. Charlie wakes up and starts puttering around. Lexi lurches out of bed just barely in time to bolt down some of the scramble and hop into the car, letting Bella drive since Bella got a full night's sleep. Off they go.
Or... tries to.
This is not the living room.
She looks like she doesn't know where she is and doesn't care. She's got her eyes closed. There's a blank book open in front of her, and she has a pen, and she picks it up and draws one stroke of one letter and then opens her eyes and looks at it and puts the pen down and closes her eyes again.
She shifts her head a little and her hair falls away to reveal a pointed ear.
The elf version of Bella twitches in response to the sound of his voice, like she can't decide if she likes it or not, and she opens her eyes and looks around. Her gaze passes over him several times before it settles there. And then she stares at him, and the echoes of very, very slow thoughts pass over her face.
"What the fuck?" he repeats.
"You look like him," she eventually concludes. "But - you aren't."
"- Is she okay?" she asks in a small voice.