Summary:

Privillaged since birth never having to want anything. Both Edward and Bella have the same upbringing but what happens when one loses everything and the other is there to help find the pieces. What happens when the past comes back and one thinks that they arent good enough? Leaving behind something that they know nothing of.

A/N: Another of the stories I've worked on for a while now this one is about half written so far about nineteen chapters in. I started writing and couldn't stop, the following is the result. I hope you like it. - E.C.

Chapter One: Cocoon

You give me ideas
When the dreaming stops
Give me confidence
When the drip wont drop

Cocoon - Dan Black

I was lucky to say that I had never had to want something I couldn't have.

I was lucky my parents had the means to give me those silly material things that make people happy.

In my twenty-three years of life I was well underway of providing those things for myself.

I just graduated from Cambridge business school a year ago and had been working under my father shadowing his footsteps in his hopes that someday I would take his place since my older brother had decided not to go to school instead he pursued a career as a professional soccer player even if he did have the build of a line backer.

Emmett was big at six foot five but just like my dad I had him wrapped around my little finger since I was little perhaps even since we were in the womb. When I say older I mean older by just two minutes and nine seconds.

What can I say? I wanted out and I didn't want him to be much older that two minutes and me was pushing it.

Emmett played for Real Madrid and he was one of the best players in the world at his young age he has been playing for them since he was sixteen. This upcoming year was big for the Swan-Levy family not only had my father just announced that he was turning the company over to me but Emmett was going to the world cup playing for Spain and was named captain.

My parents would also be celebrating their twenty fifth wedding anniversary at the end of the year which I was already expecting some sort of party the scale of it however is questionable it all depends on how my mom feels and about whether she would want to hold it here in Seattle or in her and Emmett and my homeland of Spain. When people saw my family they would see a typical American family two parents the average of 2.5 kids and a white picket fence along with 2 basset hounds.

My father is American my mom is Spanish they met while my dads family was on vacation in Spain. My dad had been lost wandering around when he bumped into my mom and in his accent and somewhat twisted Spanish asked her if she could help him find his way back to where he was supposed to meet my grandparents. They were nineteen and together ever since that day. Both were devastated when it was time for my dad to head back stateside thinking that was it: to my moms surprise he came back and finished his studies in Madrid once they both finished school they married and went back to my dads hometown of Forks Washington while he tried to start his own pharmaceutical company by the time he was twenty five his dream was taking off and he and my mom married in November of that year and let's just say everyone knew what they had been doing a lot of, nine months later when Emmett and I were born. We were born in Madrid on September 13, 1987 because my dad thought it best for my mom to be surrounded by her family most importantly her mom and her sister during her pregnancy.

That leads to now, it's a cold rainy January afternoon in Seattle and I'm sitting in my office staring out. When in the office I get bored easily the funny thing is I can spend days at home without going out and never be bored. "Bella, Bella, Bella. Let's go. Vámonos ya!" Alice my best friend is four foot eleven and I haven't been able to shake her off since we were four. I don't know where she gets so much energy from but she's always hyperactive when we first met as kids I remember I would get exasperated and shout for her to stop she would look at me a all wide eyed and calm down only to start up again a few minutes later. I wouldn't trade her for the world she was my hyperactive pixie and personal shopper. I saw her everyday she would always show up just before lunch and left when she wanted. She owned her own boutique a few minutes away and right now she was here to save me from boredom. "Come on I want coffee and you look like you want to jump out that window." I looked at her funny.

She didn't need coffee that would be like having an energizer bunny on crack. She looked at me expectantly tapping her tiny foot on the floor. I got my coat and followed her out of my office and out the building to the small coffee shop. I swear that Alice's feet never touched the ground she had always been like that since we were small it always looked as if she was floating.

"So I I've been thinking." we plopped down into two over stuffed chairs. "That if things were to go as planned I have to meet someone by the end of the year but I think it might be sooner. You know I mean I'd have to date him for at least one year and engaged for six months the least. I mean I want to be a mom by the time I'm twenty-eight and I'm twenty-four already. The clock is ticking. And I can't seem to find the one you know?" I let her keep going it wasn't the first time I had hear this. Alice had been predicting things since she could talk. "You know I thought that Jake was it for you but it was all wrong you had met him too soon and in the wrong place. Plus he was all-wrong in general not the right looks not the right anything for that matter. You'll meet him soon though." she continued talking and had moved on to talking about designers and collections, I nodded at all the right places and said a few words here to keep her happy but my attention was elsewhere.

I was watching a man some guy in a Suit had just bumped into him and it looked like it was the suit guys fault but yet he was being unpleasant to the other and I could see his lips moving and he just kept saying sorry but the other guy wouldn't let up for a few minutes. Alice and I were headed back to R.I.E.C. yeah my dad had used the initials of our names for the name of the company. We were walking Emmett texted me and I was walking looking down when I bumped into someone and looking up it was the man I had been watching earlier. My phone had fallen out of my hands and into a puddle; I also noticed that the notebook he had been carrying fell as well.

"I'm so sorry miss. I'm really very sorry." he immediately leaned down to get my phone out of the puddle and handed it to me you could hear it in his voice that he really was sorry. When I saw his eyes I saw It there too but I also saw the greenest eyes I had ever seen. Out of my peripheral vision I saw Alice lean down and reach his notebook, which had fallen into the deepest part of the puddle and handed it to him. He smiled and thanked her but when he looked down to see it drenched I saw sadness enter his eyes, I wondered why.

Alice put out her tiny hand "I'm Alice." he took her hand carefully and when he talked velvet came out. "Edward." and through the beard I could see he was smiling Alice nudged me and I snapped out of whatever I was in putting my hand out as well "Bella." he took it as gently as he had taken Alice hand a few moments earlier and I felt something odd. "I'm really sorry." I smiled softly at him. "You don't need to apologize, accidents happen. It's just a phone there's millions of them out there." Alice answered her ringing phone and looked over at me. "Bells it's your dad, he says he needs you up there." I looked down at my broken phone and smiled. "See no need to apologize if hey need me they can get to me somehow. Bye Edward." With one last smile that he returned I headed back to the building.

On my way back home I made a stop at an office supply store I didn't exactly know what I was doing there until I saw it. It was a black leather bound notebook I picked it up and made my way to pay for the notebook and when I got home Alice was In the kitchen. She had somehow managed to get keys to my house right after I bought it I honestly to this day one year later still have no clue how she got them when I ask her she just says that she knows people and has her way. I was secretly starting to think she was somehow affiliated with the mob. Seriously she was all sweet and pixie like but piss her off and she becomes part demon. She can be scary and very godfather like when she wants something a tiny drill sergeant if you will.

I felt sorry for whoever she got the key from, depending on whether she took it by force or charm.

A/N: Let me know what you think . :)