Prologue
May, 1989
Charlie Swan looked down at the miniscule newborn in his arms; her eyes shut tightly as if she were having a nightmare. The town of Forks, Washington, being the small town that it was, had already been informed of the death of this newborn's mother. Evangeline Maynard had died whilst giving birth to her daughter; the father not being present during the pregnancy or birth. Once the hospital had been informed of the orphan's situation, they had tracked down the closest family member; it was Charlie's responsibility to deliver the baby.
The pale blue shutters looked as though they would fall off of the house at any second, the roof not looking any better in condition. Charlie looked upon the house and back down at the newborn.
"You're gonna do just fine, kid." Charlie tapped the baby's nose and her eyes flew open, her mouth open wide in an 'O' shape. The baby's grayish blue eyes shocked Charlie, him having expected them to be a dark color like her mother's.
Taking slow, careful steps, Charlie finally arrived at the front door and rang the doorbell. A few mumbled curses and footsteps occurred before the door swung open. Theresa Solis looked at Charlie then to the baby in his arms.
"Officer Swan, what a pleasant surprise." Theresa stated bitterly, noting that it was nearly midnight.
Theresa Solis was the last person Charlie wanted to leave the baby with, having known Theresa since high school. Theresa's thin brown hair was pulled back into a bun, a small pair of glasses sitting on the tip of her rounded nose. Theresa's brother had been the one to get Evangeline pregnant before he left.
"I'm sure that you've heard about Evangeline by now," Charlie started as he looked at the strict woman, watching while she nodded as an answer. "Evangeline's family can't be tracked down."
"So I'm stuck with the brat?" Theresa asked, narrowing her eyes at the child. Charlie's reasoning for not trusting Theresa had officially been backed up.
"Not necessarily, she could be put into foster care or in the care of someone else." Theresa flicked her wrist as if it were no big deal.
"I'll do it. I'd rather know that my niece isn't going to grow up to be some hussy." Theresa's younger brother stepped into view, looking at his niece in Charlie's arms.
"Was she Evangeline's?" Ian asked, taking the baby from Charlie's arms. Ian was the one that Charlie had trusted the baby with, not Theresa.
"Yeah, the whore left her to me." Theresa stated in an irritated voice. Ian glared at his older sister and rocked the baby, laughing when she gurgled happily.
"What's her name?" Charlie took out the baby's birth certificate and handed it over to Ian.
Pandora Eris Maynard, born May 2nd, 1989 at 10:26PM.
Ian looked up at Charlie and smiled, swinging Pandora calmly in his arms. "She'll be fine here, Charlie. Theresa won't have much of an influence over her if I have anything to say about it."
"Looks to me as if she's in safe hands already," Charlie nodded and stepped away from the house.
Theresa shut the door and went back to her book, sliding a cigarette into her mouth. Ian shook his head at his sister's attitude and slowly went up the stairs, making sure to be careful.
"You have her nose," Ian whispered as he held Pandora closer to himself, "And his eyes. You'll grow up to be beautiful, Pandora."
A/N
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