Chapter 1: The Disaster

It's been 4 years since I left this place for good, now I'm back and have to plan a funeral, well 3 funerals. I don't think I'll be able to do this; bury my father, my best friend and her father all in one day. It's too much, there is only two things that keep me going in the day or makes me wake up in the morning, two things and two things only.

I drive past the 'Welcome to Forks' sign, and down the familiar road to Charlie's house or well old house should I say, that guilty feeling bouncing in my throat.

My little perfections stir beside me, probably sensing their father near, he didn't want them. One of them opens their eyes and simply states, "Home."

"Yeah CJ buddy, we're home." I say. He took the looks from my side, he reminds me of my dad so much, except the russet skin he took from his father or that might've from mine and my mother's side as she was from the Rez and we both had almost russet skin. Beside him his seven minute younger sister grumbles in her sleep. "C'mon wakey, wakey Bill, we're almost there your Uncle Jakey is excited to see you!"

"We stay at Untle Jatey's gen?" Billie grumbles.

I watch as she rubs the sleep out of her eyes, "No, Bee, we're not staying at uncle Jakes, he lives in the city. We are going to stay at grandpa Charlies old house for a while, Uncle Jake is already there, he is staying too." I tell them, I honestly don't know how long it will take for me to be able to leave again.

"Tan we see Untle Biwwy and Untle Arry too?" CJ asks. He loved my fathers friends, they all would take him fishing while me an-and Leah would take Billie horse riding whenever we visited Jake in the city. My children had never been to La Push before, I showed them photos of me and Paul, my cousin at first beach, pictures of me, Seth and Lea outside their house, Jake and I around the bonfire and me and my dad with a fish outside his house. They always asked if they could go see Uncle Billy and Uncle Harry but they never got to, their father would see them.

I take a peek at him, not really wanting to take my eyes off the twisty road. "Ceej, I told you this before we left, Uncle Harry… h-he won't be there. He i-is up in heaven."

"But mummy, tan we still see Untle Biwwy, pwease?" Billie asks, she loves her Billy.

"Of course sweetie, he might be a little bit sad though, you know like mummy gets sad sometimes about Grampa Charlie." I try to explain.

"Oh tay mummy." He chirps happily. His attention span is right for his age of three and a half.

I pull up in front of Charlie's hou-old house, "We're here my little darlings. Welcome to our home for the next little while. Are you guys ready?" I ask, unbuckling my belt.

"Yes Mummy!" They chorus.

"Alright my angels stay there and I'll come around and get you." I say, jumping out my door of the truck. Half way around the front I run into something, hard, tall, shirtless and boiling hot. "JAKE!" I squeal.

He pulls me into a hug, "Hey Belly, how was the drive? And how are my niece and nephew?" He lets me go and follows me to take one of the twins out of the car. "Hey brats, how you guys doing?" He says as he takes CJ from his seat.

"I is good Untle Jate!" Ceej replies.

"And what about you Billie Ella? You still climbing trees?" He jokes.

Bill glares at Jake, "I don't cime rees Jatey, I'm a gurl!" She exclaims to him.

"I know you are pumpkin." He laughs and throws her over his shoulder in a fireman's lift and bends down and picks CJ up and pulls him onto his hip.

"How's Billy Jake? How's he been holding up since…" I ask quietly.

Jake looks at me solemnly, "Well you know, as good as can be. What about you? How are you doing?"

"Terrible, the only reason I do anything is for the twins." I reply and place my hand on CJ's arm.

Jake gives me a tight smile, we're both grieving but he understands that I need my time on this until I'm able to talk. "Bella, I have to warn you, Sam… he's changed. A lot. I was in the Rez earlier before you guys came and if you think he was big before you should see him now! He's almost seven foot and is ripped as," he looks at the twins and mouths 'fuck' to me, "and he also doesn't speak to anyone anymore. At least that's what Seth told me. It's all I could get out of the poor kid."

The mention of Seth bring a fresh new set of tears to my eyes, him and his mother must not be coping well. The loss of two family members would kill me. It's tearing me apart losing one. I will have to ask Jacob to watch the twins so I can visit them.

"Hey Bells, wanna go for a walk up to the shop? It's only a half mile up the road and the little ones could get lifted if they needed." Jake asks from the floor where he is playing with Billy. I have CJ on my knee showing him a picture book and I am asking him to tell me things about each picture.

Charlie's house is just inside La Push, much closer to Forks than the beaches but not far from town. "Yeah sure, let me go get the kids cases from the car so I can get their jackets. Watch them both for two seconds." I plonk Cee on the floor beside them and grab the truck keys. I slip on my boots and head down the path. I feel like someone is watching me and can't seem to shake the feeling off for the whole time that I am outside.

I take all the cases out of the truck bed and go to the cab to get the bags with the rest of the toys and books in it. With three bags over my shoulder I grab two of the suits cases not exactly judging the amount of space I would have on the narrow path with the two bulky cases in tow.

I start my way up the path and as soon as they are through the gate both of them go tumbling onto the grass beside the slightly raised path. I growl to myself and go to pick one of them up. I see a shadow come up behind me and a painfully familiar voice rings out, "Need a hand, Bella?" Sam asks.

I wince. 'Yeah four years ago: raising the twins.' I want to reply but I hold my tongue. "No, I've got it thanks." I say instead, wanting to add on a 'like I have since you decided to ditch me' but again decided that that wouldn't be the best idea at the moment.

He ignores what I say and grabs the one beside me and the one on the other side. "Where will I put it?"

I sigh, "Inside the door." And head down to take the last two small cases from the truck. They are small and light enough to lift so I'm at the door within a minute. When I get there I wished I had forced Sam to leave, standing in the door way is CJ and Billie, staring wide eyed at the man they'd only seen in photos. "Ceej, Bill, where's Uncle Jake?" I ask.

"I'm here, they ran off when I was putting in a DV—Sam?" His eyes flick to me and check my expression to make sure I'm okay, I nod at him.

"Mummy? Is dis our Papa?" Billie asks and I only nod. I watch their reaction; Billie looks sad, CJ looks angry though.

"You're de Papa dat weft us!" He shouts and glares at him, I almost laugh.

Sam's face show's shock and horror, he whips around to look at me. I shrug and say, "I didn't tell them that, their smart, probably figured it out for themselves." For the first time since he arrived we make eye contact and then everything changes, the hatred I felt for Sam is replaced with a strong desire to love him. I ignore it; it is just all the old feelings rushing back, nothing unexpected.

"I have to go," Sam says, "We need to talk soon though, Bella." I nod and then he leaves.
I turn back to Jake and the twins, "So how about that walk?" I ask and it's met with a couple cheers.