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"Harry Clearwater, where is our daughter? Where is Elizabeth?" The woman shrieks.

"I don't know. I thought you had her." The man answers in shock.

"You don't think that Sue found out do you?"

"No she would have confronted me if she did."

The woman drops to her knees sobbing uncontrollably, and Harry consoles her, before walking away.

I wasn't simply missing; I was kidnapped, fast asleep. Only a year old and separate from my mother and father, and little did I know, I would never see either one of them alive again. Nothing to give me any clue what would happen later in life.

Seventeen years later

It is six fourteen in the morning on April fifth; I was lying in my bed, asleep in my mint green nightgown. I had no idea that my parents had a warrant for their arrest until THUD. The front door was busted open by police officers. I wake up immediately and hide under my bed, not knowing who it was. When I hear them saying that my parents are under arrest, I crawl out from under my bed and walk to my window. Two officers walk into my room, and stand at the door, watching me stare out the window at my parents being escorted to police cruisers in hand cuffs. I grab a hair band and tie my dark red hair back into a pony-tail. I stand about Five foot eight, and weigh about one hundred and forty eight pounds.

"Are you Elizabeth Louise Girralo?" I am asked.

"Yes, I am. What did they do?" I ask, quietly.

"Embezzlement, insurance fraud, perjury," One of the officers answers. "And kidnapping."

"What? Who?"

"A missing persons report has a picture of a one year old child. The extrapolation of that picture bears a striking resemblance to you, miss. We will be sending you to live with your real father's wife. That and they have old tapes that got loose with them saying you aren't really their daughter."

"WHAT?" I ask loudly.

"We will give you a moment to get dressed and pack some of your things." The other officer says, backing out of the room with the first officer.

I gasp, and I can feel tears in the corner of my eyes. Was it possible? Did the people I had believed to be my parents really kidnap me? I walk to my dresser and open the drawers. I pull out a couple tank tops, and t-shirts, a few jeans and skirts. I pull out several bras, and panties, and lay them on the dresser. I slide my nightgown off and a t-shirt and skirt on. I sit on the corner of my bed, and pull my legs up to my chest.

"Just give her a minute." I hear one of the officers say, softly.

I glance at the ceiling, and lay down on the bed. I hear one of them knocking on the door at that point, and I sit back up. I walk to the closet and pull a suitcase out, placing my clothes inside carefully. As I zip the suitcase up, I feel a hand take it. I glance up at the officer, and he smiles at me.

"Come on, let's get you home." He suggests.

"Where do my parents live?" I ask.

"They live on the nearby reservation. I can talk you there now if you'd like Miss."

I feel a tear roll down my cheek and I lean against my dresser. I was always tough in public, but I almost couldn't help it now, finding out that I was living in a lie, in a fantasy pretty much. I just found out that I never knew my real parents.

"Miss, would you like me to take you to the house at which you will be staying?"

"Who would I be living with, you mentioned my father being married?"

"Yes, He was. You would be living in his wife's house."

"Wait, he was?"

"He died three years ago. In his will it was said that your existence should be mentioned to his wife since she was declared your god mother."

I begin to break down into tears, and collapse back onto my bed. I roll onto my side and face away from the officer, pulling my legs up to my chest. I am sobbing and my chest feels tight. After a few minutes, I can breathe and sit back up.

"Where is my mother if my father's wife is my god mother?"

The officer sighs, and glancing away, pretty much indicating bad news.

I fall back down onto the bed, and squeeze my eyes tight.

"When?" I ask through the tears.

"A week after you disappeared. I'm sorry."

He sets his hand on my arm, and rubs it comfortingly, but it isn't comforting at all. I cry a bit harder. I fall asleep crying and the officer picks me up carefully. I don't wake up when he does, nor do I wake up when he sets me down in his cruiser. When he starts it up, my hazel eyes flutter open. I glance around and then close my eyes again, knowing that I am at least safe. Even though I don't fall back asleep, my eyes are closed as he shifts his cruiser into drive, and pulls away from the place I used to call home. With the way the officer is driving it is not long until we are at the Quileute reservation. I open my eyes as I hear the cruiser slowing.

I see a beautiful house in front of me, a log cabin structure. There is a woman who appears to be in her mid to late forties standing just outside the door, with the same copper tone to her skin that I have; however her hair is black and her eyes are black. As I look at her, I can feel a few tears flowing down my face again. The officer climbs out of the car and opens the trunk, pulling my suitcase out and carrying it to the house. It was kind but unnecessary. The woman standing at the door walks over to the car and opens the door I am leaning against.

I practically fall into her arm, my eyes now filled with tears. She rubs the back of my head, trying to comfort me, with limited success. I wipe a couple of tears from my eyes, and face the officer.

"Thank you, Mister…" I close my eyes, as this sickening scent rolls off of the police officer.

"Swan, Charlie Swan."

"Thanks Charlie," My god-mother says kindly.

"No Problem Sue. I'll see you around Elizabeth."

"Officer Swan, I think I should see a doctor." I say.

"Why?"

"I might be getting migraines." 'Because I'm hallucinating a sickly sweet odor into existence.'

"Ah, I see. Well, the best doctor in the area moved recently, no idea why. I'll go down to the hospital and see if I can get someone to come over"

"Thank you Charlie, I'm going to get Elizabeth inside." Sue smiles.

"No problem. Bye." Charlie smiles slightly before climbing in his car.

Charlie pulls away from the house, and I stand up completely. Sue leads me to the house, and opens the door for me. I don't pay attention to how the house is set up except for where my bedroom is, where the bathroom is, and where the kitchen is.

"Leah and Seth, my children will be back in a few hours. Get some rest." Sue sighs, as she lies down on the couch.

"Okay, Thank you Sue. I'll see you in a bit. Please wake me when they get back." I ask, walking to my room.

"Sure, Elizabeth," She assures.

I walk to my room quietly, closing the door, and crawling into the bed. Tears threaten to break free once more as I drift down into sleep.

A/N: Okay, read and review please. Ask any questions you want assuming it is relevant to me or the story. I hope you enjoy. Your Friend, R.S. Karazura.