Prologue - Bella's Pov

"We're moving." The words echoed around in my head hollowly, I thought we were past this, I was older and dad was getting older. I set the knife I was using to cut the onions up down and wiped my hands on the tea towel.

"When?" I asked with a dry mouth, my thoughts disconnected and my vision blurry

"Sunday, to Paris… I am being deployed for a mission there."

"You have only been off for two days and you spent them doing work." I muttered

"I know," He nodded "But this mission is times sensitive."

"I want to stay here." I said setting my jaw

He gave me a long look, his military issue hair cut was freshly cut but it was also looking incredibly grey and his face was creased with numerous wrinkles. I realised with a pang that dad was old now. He pulled his sunglasses off and his eyes were a dull blue, not their usual colour.

"I will make the arrangements, then," He said looking shaken and a bit upset under his cool exterior "… Are you sure you want to do this, I mean we haven't been to Paris yet?"

I sighed "I don't want to leave you, dad, but school just got busier and if I move now I don't know if I can keep up with all the different curriculum, the language… moving, all of it."

"Alright then," He nodded, hugging me "But you have to come to the base for training in December, remember."

"I will." I sniffed, I loved training and it was usually around the time that parents like mine came back from deployment.

"I'm sorry," He whispered, his cheek resting on my head "I know this has been hard for you since…"

"Don't be," I cut him off "I know you love your job and that is important for you but now I am older… I need to start thinking about what is good for me and my future."

He nodded and walked over to the phone and started making arrangement while I felt my world spiral out of control. I never ever told my dad no, I always did what they… he wanted and I much less expected him to let me say no…

I looked out the window and sniffed, the cool air was messing with my nose, all the green was making my eyes hurt. My plane had gotten in not long ago and I was on my way to my new home till dad got back about two years from now probably. I looked across at Emily and eyed her carefully, she was my dad's friend Josh's, son's fiancé so I had never met her and I hadn't seen Sam since I was... eight years old I don't think. She looked at me and I returned her look before I turned my head and went back to looking out the window.

"How are you liking La Push so far?" She asked not wavering her gaze from the road

"Well enough." I shrugged, not feeling particularly chatty

"Don't worry," she snorted "It took me a while to get used to the greenness of it… but after while it gets better."

"You aren't from here?" I asked eyeing her again

"No," She answered "From another Reservation… it was a big decision to move here before I married Sam."

I didn't know what to say so I didn't say anything, but I didn't have to worry about that because as we pulled up in a driveway that was now deemed my how I heard laughter and yelling. It appeared that there was a game of football was being played at the house, shirts and skins. I marveled at their impeccable form. Now I had grown up in army and naval bases around the world so I had seen my fair share of ripped and muscled navy seals etc but they were just as good if not better than them. She chuckled looking at my stunned face and said;

"Don't worry, you get used to those monkeys running around with no clothes on too."

'I hope not.' I thought to myself amusedly as I watched them pause and look at Emily's car as we climbed out. I found my eyes scanning over them all, trying to work out with one was Sam, I frowned as I looked at one, I think it was him, his face looked the same, just older looking. I felt my broad shoulders slouch forward, they always did that when I was unsure or nervous about something.

"I'm going to get my stuff." I mumbled, turning and walking towards the boot and pulling it opened

I was surprised when I saw a tan hand reach in next to mine and grab my large suitcase, pulling it out with ease it seemed. I looked up and asked quietly;

"Sam?"

"How are you going, Boo?"

I smiled, I hadn't been called that in years. I grabbed my smaller cases and followed Sam inside, ignoring the bunch of boys that were staring at me as I walked inside. I followed him to my new room and he set the case down gently, I looked around and nodded once. I noticed that he was looking at my black case, I knew he knew what it was and he asked quietly.

"He's still in the squad then?"

I nodded before I answered "It's just a precaution… I won't take them out unless I'm or you guys are in danger."

"He said you have to go away in December… does it have to do with…"

"Yes, we can't tell you more for your safety." I muttered out of reflex, it wasn't exactly true but sometimes it was easier to just not tell the complete truth

"I will leave you to get settled in then." Sam nodded and headed for the door

"Wait Sam!" I said quickly, he turned around with a raised eyebrow "I mean… are you okay with this, if you aren't then that's fine… I have lived by myself before it is no big deal, I don't want to put you out."

He chuckled "It's fine… I mean what are family friends for when we are all we have left pretty much."

I nodded and smiled as he walked out closing the door behind him quietly. I let out a sigh and felt a pang, I missed dad…

Alrighty! This has been playing around in my mind for a while so I thought why the hell not and post it, so I did. I don't own anything except for my plot. Please review with any questions or feed back please so I can better my writing.