Set after Eclipse
Bella and Edward are married and back from their honeymoon, all ages are the same.
Disclaimer; No characters belong to me (unfortunatley) all belong to Stephinie Meyer.
I couldn't believe what was happening to me.
Charlie was missing.
Edward and I had just come back from our honeymoon in Alaska, (that way we could go sight-seeing together) and Charlie was gone. Gone without a trace.
His cruiser was still in the driveway, his fishing gear still in the closet. His boots and coat were still hung up and the television magazine had a red circle around tonight's game.
As soon as I walked in the door I knew that a vampire had been here. The way everything was left perfectly normal was the first clue. And the second was the way Edward stiffened when he walked into the house.
"Who was it," I asked automatically twirling the gold wedding ring that was set on my middle finger, which felt like it had been there all my life.
"I don't know," he hissed, frustrated. His beautiful god-like eyes were worried and I hated that.
I let a tear roll down my cheek and sat at the table.
"Maybe we should call the police," I suggested. "Maybe they have a way of dealing with this kind of thing."
"Bella, I have no doubt that your father was taken by a vampire. And, the only cop in town is missing," he said his mouth forming into my favourite sad half smile.
I had learned not to panic in situations like these. Being with a nearly forever calm vampire made a huge impression on my character.
Then, I looked down and my heart skipped a beat. There, on the table was one clue that could help me find Charlie. Lying, innocently on the worn surface of our dining table was a single strand of blonde hair.
"Edward," I called as he was just about to look in the hall for clues.
He rushed in nearly half a second after I'd called him. It still stunned me that he was mine.
Carefully, I lifted the air and gave the single solitary hair to him and his eyes immediately widened.
"Rosalie," he hissed.
"What?" I asked. "Is she in trouble?" I had automatically thought he had read her mind.
"No," he whispered,his quiet voice barely audible. "She's been here."
Of course, I thought nearly kicking myself in my own stupidity. Who else knew were I lived and who else had long blonde hair and vampire abilities other than the Cullen's treasured Rosalie.
I immediately relaxed. "That means he's safe, she must've go t here and stopped whoever it was who was after him. Has anyone else been here? Alice must have had a vision..." I was cut off as Edward put a finger over my lips. My heart leaped at his touch.
"Not necessarily," he said. "Alice hasn't had a vision. And no-one else has been here, I can't smell anything and believe me, I'd be able to smell Emmett. She'd have contacted us if she'd seen anything concerning you and your family. I asked her to keep an eye on you." He hung his head in shame as he uttered the last sentence.
I ignored that. "Before you start accusing Rosalie, can I check out his room first. Surely whoever came for him would come when he was asleep." I reasoned.
He nodded and took my hand as we crept silently up the creaky stairs. Well, I tried to creep silently but I was sure my thundering heart would give me away if anyone was still upstairs.
We crossed the landing and eased open the door. I was in the room before Edward could stop me. The rusty smell hit me and I screamed as I saw blood everywhere. It was sprayed across the walls, plastered on the ceiling and stained in the carpet as if someone had sprayed it everywhere for dramatic effect.
I looked at Edward who was holding his nose and looking at me worriedly. The wave of nausea spread over me and I uttered six words.
"So much...he must be dead."
Then I fainted and the last thing I felt was Edward's marble arms around me and another over-whelming sickness as he began to run.
