Okay, I first want to say I don't own Twilight, or any characters you recognize, sadly. But I do own Tiffany! Haha

I want to say a huge thank you to my beta, JojotheObsessedFish!

Do you know what it's like to lose someone who mean everything to you? Someone that was you're love, life, and everything between, I do. The pain cuts deep; you often wonder if you'll survive the lost.

That was my life for about three hours, then I looked over to my baby... Tiffany would grow up without a daddy; Jake wouldn't be there for her when she was sick, scare her first boyfriend, wouldn't see her walk across the stage on her graduation day, he couldn't walk her down the church aisle on her big day, wouldn't be there for that fateful father-daughter dance as her husband stood behind and watched. He wouldn't be there to be a part of all the huge accomplishments she'll carry out in life.

With that realization the tears came faster as a sob stuck in my throat. I stood up from the couch and made my way over to my little girl. She was way too young to understand what was going on, too young to even remember the man she didn't get the chance to even call daddy. She was barely two weeks old today, I guess I should be thankful that Jake was able to meet his baby girl.

Gently, I reached out and took her from my mother's arms, bringing her to my chest and started to cry into her red hair. I have no idea how long I stood there, rocking my baby and sobbing into her.

"Bella, come on. Let's get you to bed, it's late, baby girl." I felt his arms wrap around me as he lifted Tiff and I into his arms. Just like that, I was surrounded by the smell of Old Spice, as Charlie made his way up the stairs to my old room. He slowly laid me down on my bed, taking Tiffany from my arms placing the sleeping baby into the bassist beside my bed, he gave me a quick hug and walked out of the room.

finally alone, I glazed down at my sleeping angel. Although I felt almost numb to the world, looking at my baby, I knew that everything would okay, somehow, someway, we would come out of the slump we were in. It's true, Jake couldn't be here with us, but I knew that he loved us. He wouldn't want to see me like this, he would want us to live a happy life.

Even with the new realization, I knew it wouldn't be any easier; it would take time, the pain wouldn't simply just go away, not for a long time. And even then it wouldn't completely go away. But we would be okay, I would make it through for my baby.

Let me try to explain to you a little about what happened. Jake was a cop, he loved his job, keeping the people of LA safe was what he always dreamed of doing. I met him when my dad had him over for dinner one night. I had come over to surprise him and mom, not expecting them to have anything planned. Jake and I ended up hitting it off from the start. We swapped number as he was leaving, the rest was history.

Anyway, I kind of got off track there. He was killed trying to save a baby that was only a few weeks older than Tiffany during a robbery that had gone wrong. The robber hadn't noticed the baby, so when Jake went over to the baby, the robber was startled causing him to shoot a single shot, hitting my husband between his eyes. Thankfully, the baby was safe, if they would've both lost their lives, I would more than likely be in worse shape than I am in now.

As I lied in bed that night, I thought back through all the times Jake and I had, the good, bad, and all the in betweens. Smiling sadly, I closed my eyes, allowing sleep to overtake me.

There he was, I couldn't believe my eyes, Jake was standing in front of me. "Hey, baby." He greeted me, while walking my way.

I opened my mouth to say something, anything, but no sound came out. I stood there, dumbfounded, just staring at the love of my life. I knew it was a dream, it had to be. I smiled at him, tears silently ran down my face, coming out of my shocked state I threw myself into his arms. Clinging to him, I cried.

Slowly, his arms came around me, holding me to him as I cried, he whispered sweet words into my hair, than slowly pulled away from me. "I know, you're hurting, baby. And I'm not gonna lie, I wish I could have stayed with you and Tiff, but my time's up on earth. I want you to move on; find a guy that'll treat my girls like queens, I want you to love again. It'll be okay, you'll both be fine in time. I just ask, please tell my baby all about me when she's old enough. I love you, never forget that." And just as fast as he came, he was gone.

I awoke with a start, tears falling down my checks, yet a smile on my face. I don't know how long I cried, just letting it all out. But the next thing I remember is waking up to the sun shining, bird singing, and the bluest sky I've ever seen, and the giggles of my angel as my mother played with her. It was also the day that marked the start of some of the hardest days of my life.

I smiled looking over at my mother and Tiffany. "Good morning," my voice sounding horse, not like my voice at all. But a small smile was on my face as I watched mom attempt to get Tiffany to smile up at her.

"I've got Tiff, you go shower and relax a little." Like I could relax in a time like this, but I obeyed my mother and got my butt out of bed and made a b-line for the bathroom.

Looking in the mirror, my completion scared me. I was way too pale, my eyes still blood-shot, in other words; I looked like I aged ten years over night. Which, in a way, I guess I did. I hopped in the shower as soon as the water was warm enough, and tried to get my mind off from Jake; it was hard not to wake up in his arms. It was harder to believe that just yesterday, I did wake up in his arms, even felt him kiss my forehead before he left to go to work. I would've never believed that I wouldn't ever see him again if you would've told me what was gonna happen this time yesterday. After my shower, I grabbed the hair dryer and started getting ready for the day.

a/n still here? Thanks for reading! Next chapter will be up soon.

Ps: Constructive criticism appreciated.