Mail Order Bride

Summary: Bella leaves the life she knew to become a mail order bride to a man who lives across the country. The only problem is Edward has no idea she is coming! Can two strangers learn to live and love, or will misunderstanding and heartache drive them apart?

Disclaimer: Twilight is owned by Stephanie Meyer. No copyright infringement is meant. I am using the characters for enjoyment purposes only.

Disclaimer: This fic is rated "M" for language, violence, and sexual situations. If you are under 18, SCRAM! It is not my job to police you. If you don't like what you are reading, STOP!

THIS ISN'T YOUR AVERAGE TWILIGHT STORY. THIS IS AN AU WITH NO VAMPIRES. EDWARD AND BELLA ARE VERY OOC IN THIS FIC. AND YES, EDWARD'S FIRST WIFE WAS TANYA. IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THAT, BACK OUT AND LEAVE THIS STORY. OTHERWISE, THANK YOU FOR YOUR INTEREST AND I HOPE YOU LIKE THE STORY!

Chapter 1

1918- Seattle, Washington

17 year old Bella Swan wanted out! She was tired of all the men in her life trying to dictate her every move. There was her father, the Chief of Police Charlie Swan. There was also her 3 annoying older brothers: Emmett, Jacob and Mike.

Emmett was 25 and married to Rosalie. They had an adorable little boy named Jackson, who just turned 3. Jacob was 22 and just recently got married to Leah. Mike was 20 and he was seeing a sweet girl by the name of Jessica.

Bella had no one. Between her father and her brothers, boys tended to run away. Emmett and Jacob were extremely large and intimidating looking. Her father being the Chief- enough said. Guns scare boys.

Bella sighed as yet another prospective suitor ran for the hills. She could hear Emmett and Mike laughing behind her. Mike was slightly smaller in build, but what he lacked in size, he made up for in mouth. The boy never shut his mouth!

"Was that really necessary?" Bella turned to glare at her brothers after closing the front door. Emmett was sitting on the couch holding his sides. Mike was sitting in the chair, also holding his sides. Moments earlier, Tyler had come to the door with wildflowers in hand, intent on taking Bella for a stroll. However, it was Emmett who answered the door, not Bella. She cringed, remembering what had just transpired…

"Can I help you, Crowley?" Emmett asked in his deep, booming voice. He glared down at Tyler from his impressive height. Tyler simply stood staring. "Well? I haven't got all day, you know," Emmett continued.

Finally, gathering his courage, Tyler said, "Is Miss Bella in? I was hoping I could interest her in a stroll."

Emmett's laugh boomed off the walls. "Got a mouse in that throat of yours? Sounds awful squeaky to me. Maybe I ought to have a look for ya," he said, before reaching toward Tyler.

Tyler jumped away from Emmett, nearly falling off the front steps. At this point, Mike decided to butt his nose in as well.

"You do know that before Bella is allowed to go anywhere with a boy, he has to pass the "test" first."

"Test?" Tyler squeaked again. He started to nervously glance behind himself.

"Whatcha looking at, Crowley? The Chief won't be home for a bit, if that's the problem," Emmett said.

"Yes, the "test." Surely, you know what a test is?" piped in Mike.

Bella finally came into the room, having heard the conversation from the kitchen, where she had been making bread. It wasn't hard to not hear. Emmett could wake the dead, as loud as he was.

"Ah, Miss Bella," Tyler said, clearly relieved to see her, "I was hoping you might be interested in a stroll with me? The weather is beautiful and it is a gorgeous summer day out."

Before Bella could reply, Emmett said, "You do realize Bella needs a chaperone to "take a stroll with you" don't you? As her eldest brother, that role falls to me…"

Tyler's eyes grew wide in his face. Swallowing visibly, he seemed to weigh his options. Turning on his heel suddenly, Tyler ran screaming away from the door, wildflowers trampled in the dirt in his haste to depart.

"Well, he didn't pass the "test," Emmett said with a chuckle. Seconds later, he was laughing so loud, the window panes shook in their casings. Mike soon followed…

Retreating back to the kitchen, Bella wiped the tears from her cheeks. "Every time…." she thought to herself. She was running out of available men.

Someday…..someday.