A/N: This is going to be a pretty short fic, probably only lasting four or five chapters. I've always wondered what the people of the town would think if they faked their death. Post Breaking Dawn, no Renesmee mentioned, also, Charlie is in on the secret (well the need to know!)


The Time

1.

Angela

The creaking of the steps ringing in my ears woke me up even more than the dreaded alarm clock did. Not quite enough to diminish the need for coffee though, so I headed towards the kitchen. Mixing all the necessary beans into the pot, I turned it on. Deciding quickly that I better start on breakfast, I walked back over the rickety staircase.

"Ben! Get up! I'm making pancakes!"

It was nearing the end of Summer and the locals were preparing for a new school season to start. Ben and I were driving back to Seattle to start our third year in only less than a week. As I got the batter together for pancakes and heated the stove, I thought back to my friends.

Jessica and Mike were back for the summer as well from where they both attended school in Olympia, Lauren was taking online courses from what I heard at the grocery store and Bella and Edward were residing in the cold aroma of Alaska. How those two could stand such a harsh climate beats me. My smile couldn't be contained though as I thought to our phone conversation the previous week.


Flashback

I held the phone to my ear, eagerly tapping the sides in anticipation. I was returning the voicemail that I'd received from Bella a few days prior regarding her and her husband's trip home for their wedding anniversary. Another ring went by before I was met by a smooth, velvet voice.

"Hello Angela," Edward said from the other line, "are you calling for Bella?"

"Hey Edward, how are you? And yep I am, she left me a voicemail on Friday saying something about you two coming back home for your anniversary. I'm very eager to find out if it's true!" I laughed back.

Edward chuckled, "I hope it's true, otherwise I'm doing all this packing for nothing. Well, she just got home, so I'll pass you along to the Mrs. Very nice talking to you, Angela."

There was a giggle and a sound that seemed to be a kissing noise. My heart warmed at it. Everyone thought that Edward Cullen and Bella Swan were out of their minds for getting married straight out of high school, rumors even arose that she was with child. They escalated quickly though after Bella didn't seem to grow any larger.

"Hi Angela!" Bella's bell like voice sang.

"Hey girl! How are you?

"I'm doing pretty well, eager to get back to Forks."

"I never thought I'd never thought I'd hear those words come out of your mouth!" I said, laughing, clutching the phone even tighter.

"Yeah well, the little utensil town has grown on me since we moved up here! Plus, I haven't been in since Charlie's wedding, almost a year and a half ago!" she replied, "hold on, I'm putting you on speaker!"

"Well, I'm glad you're coming down! Hey listen, I know you guys are going to spend a lot of time with the rest of your family and such for your anniversary, but I was wondering if we could get together again! I'm suffering from best friend loss syndrome!"

"That's not even a real disease!" Edward laughed from the background. There were sounds of what sounded like a door opening.

"Sorry Angela, he's absolutely determined to tune up his car right now and he doesn't know to shut doors!" She loudly called out the second half of her sentence in an attempt to yell at her husband.

"What' the weather like up there anyway? Will he be an icicle under the Volvo when he's finished?"

"Haha, did you hear that Sweetie? An icicle under the car! Oh and yes, Angela, we would be delighted to have dinner or something along those lines with you! We'll set something up when we get to town. We're leaving on Monday morning, so we'll be there very early Tuesday morning. Well, I've got some stuff to finish up and I guess now I've got to make sure he doesn't freeze out there! I can't wait to see you!"

End of flashback


I was setting plates stacked with pancakes on the dining room table of my parents Kitchen when I saw it. I had to do a double take to realize who it was.

The glass plates clanked to the ground, smashing into several pieces as I saw my best friends face stare back at me from the newspaper. There were two photographs. The first one was a loving picture, where Bella and Edward were wrapped in each other's arms, smiling at the camera. The snowy background and Bella's shocking new look told me that it was recent, most likely taken within the last year. The second picture was a police line taping the perimeter of a badly damaged guard rail and a car flipped over it.

A silver Volvo car.

My heart shattered just like the plates on the floor. I could almost hear it breaking as I read.

FORKS, WA-A local couple were granted their wings Tuesday, August 10th, after a devastating car wreck just off of route 101. Heading home to Forks early from where they own a residence in Alaska to celebrate their 3rd wedding anniversary with family and friends, their automobile hydroplaned and broke through a guard rail on 101. Edward A. Masen Cullen, 21, and Isabella M. Cullen, previously Swan, 20, were both killed on impact. Edward enjoyed hiking with hiking with his family, playing his piano, and was attending the University of Alaska-Fairbanks as a pre-med student. Isabella enjoyed reading, writing, and was also attending school in Fairbanks as an English major. Mr. Cullen is survived by adoptive parents, Carlisle and Esme Cullen, as well as adoptive brothers, Jasper Hale and Emmett Cullen and adoptive sisters, Rosalie Hale and Alice Cullen. Mrs. Cullen is survived by local police Chief Charlie Swan, step mother Sue Swan, step siblings, Leah Clearwater and Seth Clearwater, as well as mother and step father, Renee' and Phillip Dwyer who reside in Jacksonville, Florida. The Cullen family is holding a memorial service at their home on Friday, August 13th in memory of the couple. A funeral service will be held on Saturday, August 14th at Forks Evergreen Cemetery at 11:00am.

I was moaning and whimpering, quickly setting down the paper and ripping the glasses off of my face. Tossing them wherever, I brought my hands to my face, crying massively. It was getting harder to breath. I didn't even notice my boyfriend come down the steps.

"Angela! What' wrong?"

The tears kept falling.

The wails kept coming.

"Angela, what is it sweetheart?!"

I looked up at him through my teary eyes and pointed at the smiling picture of them. I caught site of it one more time before bursting into tears all over.

"Oh God," he said to himself, before embracing me in his arms.


Who would you like to see next? Mike? Eric? Tyler? Lauren? Jessica? Perhaps a teacher or just a bystander that watched ExB's relationship blossom?

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