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AN: Hey everyone, I was really surprised by the response that my first story 'Best Friends' received so a big thank you to you all. I am still not sure how this new story will play out but I thought I would write it anyway. I hope you all like it.

Love StarlightWolf15

Finding You

Bella's POV

Chapter 1:

'God I hate driving in the rain' I thought to myself as I was returning home from school, you would think I would be used to the constant bad weather, after all it was Forks, the wettest place in the U.S. Sometimes I just missed sunny phoenix but Forks was my home and I had lived here for years now. I pulled into the drive way which led to the place that had been my home for the last five years, I sighed thinking of the vast emptiness which it held. Sure it was filled with material objects but it was missing something important, family. I had moved here when I was fifteen to stay with my father and brother, all things were going well until dad was shot and killed when responding to a break-in at a local residence. Being the police chief in this little town he was the first to arrive to the scene. I felt the familiar glossing over of my eyes as they filled with tears, for the most part I had decided not to think about that night, but I couldn't fool myself I was reminded every time I walked into the house. I had been the beneficiary to almost everything and although my mother had tried to convince me to come back to phoenix I felt closer to Charlie Swan, my father here.

I could hear the phone ringing as soon as I walked through the door and walked to answer it. With my clumsiness I couldn't afford to run and break something.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Isabella Swan! Why didn't you return my calls?" Came the smooth voice called from the receiver. Jasper.

"Hey Jazzy," I smiled, God it was good to hear his voice again. "And umm… I sort of…. forgot." I admitted sheepishly. I was rewarded with laughter from across the line.

"Well I just wanted to know if you had talked to Jake yet." He responded.

"Nah… not yet." I sighed. Jacob was my little brother and I hadn't seen him in months. As soon as he turned 18 he rushed off to join the army to fight. I can still remember the screaming matches that we had over the topic. We had just lost dad a few years before and I couldn't lose him too. He had been back a few times now and he was happy with his life so I decided to just tell him to be careful and let him be his own person.

"Ok I am sure he is fine, call me when you hear because Alice wants to organise a welcome home party for him." I could hear the smile in his voice as he mentioned the little hyper pixie that was named Alice. They had been together for as long as I had known them, we met when we were all fifteen on my first day of school when she bounded up to me and proclaimed that 'we are going to be the best of friends, now clear you schedule cause we are going shopping this weekend' and she was right the three of us have been together since.

"Ok I will Jazz." I sighed. God I hated parties, at least Jake would be there.

"Bells I got to go, I will talk to you later, Ok?" he rushed out.

"Sure Jazz, talk to you later."

Jacob was supposed to come home in a few days, well really any day now. I hadn't heard when yet but that was nothing new, service wasn't that great there and he always said that it was hard to find a computer or phone that was free. A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. I sighed thinking it would be Alice who would insist on playing dress up or something. I hated Bella Barbie with a passion.

I opened the door and my only thought that my brain could process was, no! Standing there in front of me was a man, I couldn't tell what he looked like through my tears but I knew as soon as I saw the army uniform. Something had happened to Jake.

"No, no… Please no." I sobbed.

"Miss Isabella Swan?" The man questioned, unable to form a sentence I merely nodded. "I am so sorry to inform you that Jacob Swan was killed in the line of duty last week, I am sorry for your loss."

Why does everyone I love have to die? I should have stopped him from going, wasn't that what big sisters were for? To guide and keep their siblings safe? Well I guess I failed at that.

"H-h-how?" was all I could stutter out, raising my eyes to look at the man for the first time. I was not expecting the beauty I saw. Blue eyes gazed intensely back at me, filled with concern and grief. He was tall and muscular but still slim, shaggy but curly blond hung over his face.

"I was with him when he died Miss, we were friends and we had one last fight to get through, Jake was shot." I could tell that what he was saying was the truth as pain seemed to fill his eyes. "He wanted me to come and tell you, he also said that he loved you and that he was sorry. He wasn't in any pain Miss, I promise." He continued. He knew Jake?

I silently moved aside and waved for him to enter the house. I knew I was being foolish but I didn't want him to leave yet, he was my last connection to Jacob and I needed to know about his life over there. My heart constricted and hurt at the thought of never seeing my little brother again. Never see his heart warming smile, or feel his warmth. More tears silently ran down my cheeks.

Peters POV

You would think that you would get used to it, wouldn't you? I mean I am surrounded by death for most of the year, I watch my friends die and I deal death out to other soldiers. Sure I know that they have a family that they are wanting to get home to just like everyone else in that God forsaken war but yet we all kill anyway, it's our duty and most of the time it's a kill or be killed situation. It doesn't make it right but I cling to the notion that if I don't kill them someone I care about or I would lose a life. I have been thinking about death more than usual lately ever since I watched and made a promise to one of my best friends, Jake as he was taking his last breaths. So that is why I find myself in the small rainy town of Forks, I am here to tell someone that their brother wouldn't be returning home this time.

She was beautiful, that was the first thought that ran through my head when the brown eyed goddess opened the door, guilt and sympathy ran through me as I thought of what I was going to tell her. She was nothing like Jake that's for sure, her pale white skin was a vast contrast to the bronze of her brother, and she was almost his opposite in every way. Short and fragile to his tall and strong. I watched as her eyes raked over me and turned glassy and sad as she took in my uniform.

"No, no... Please no." She sobbed, she knew what had happened. A prang of sadness and longing shot through me, how I wanted to go comfort her.

"Miss Isabella Swan?" I questioned. She nodded at me, heartbreaking sobs still wracking her body. "I am so sorry to inform you that Jacob Swan was killed in the line of duty last week, I am sorry for your loss." I said, the standard sentence for this situation.

"H-H-How? " She stuttered out, looking up to meet my eyes for the first time. God she was perfect, now is so not the time Peter I reprimanded myself.

"I was with him when he died Miss, we were friends and we had one last fight to get through, Jake was shot. He wanted me to come and tell you, he also said that he loved you and that he was sorry. He wasn't in any pain Miss, I promise."

Curiosity flashed within her eyes and she stood aside as a way of inviting me in. I silently thanked God that she didn't just shut the door in my face, I wasn't ready to leave her just yet. Yet everything in me was screaming at me to run, I knew what she wanted from me, stories of Jake and of what the life was like over there and that was something that I did not want to share. My way of dealing with the life I had was to separate it, normal life should never come into contact with the war life. It was easier that way, I found myself coping better but now she wanted me to tell and I knew already that I would not deny her, that I couldn't.

"Please tell me about what it was like for him over there." Yep I was right there was no way I could say no. her voice was quiet and unsure like she didn't really want to know.

We talked for about an hour I only told her of the mundane trivial things that I thought would be better suited than the horrific side of what Jake did, of what we all did. Stuff like where we sleep, the food, his friends and what Iraq was really like. And God did it hurt every time a sob would break through her and she would just mumble her brothers name with slurred words that sounded like 'sorry ' or 'I love you' .

I was interrupted but her phone and watched in sadness as she seemingly tried to calm herself down enough to answer it.

"Hello?" her beautiful voice said, breaking towards the end. I could faintly hear the frantic sounding voice on the other end.

"Jazzy… I need you." She sobbed out once again. Jazzy? Who the hell was Jazzy? and why was he calling my girl? Wait, my girl? Where did that come from, Whitlock you idiot you don't even know her.

Not ten minutes after she ended the call was the door ripped open to reveal a blond man about my age, around 25. His eyes immediately found her and then she was in his arms. Arms that I would give anything to rip off of her and beat the crap out of their owner. I immediately felt guilty for wanting to deny this beautiful girl comfort after seeing how grief stricken she was, but I knew I needed to get out of there and fast.

"Miss Swan? I think I will leave now, unless you have any more questions." I said, she shook her head and looked up at me.

"Thank you, for coming to tell me and being a friend of Jakes." She said before burying her head into the guys shoulder.

"Bye." I mumbled as I walked out the door, wishing desperately that it was me that she was curled up against.

Ok so that was it, please review and tell me what you think.

StarlightWolf15