Carol Lockwood is handling her brother-in-law's death, all his affairs, estate and personal belongings in Florida. She starts packing up Mason's bedroom and comes across a picture of him with a girl she's never seen before, on his night stand. They're both holding a surf board and laughing into the camera. She notices her and Mason share some facial similarities and they have the same tattoo.
That's odd, why would they have the same tattoo? she thought.
Both the girl and Mason are wearing a wet suit peeled down to their hips, Mason's tattoo is on the inside of his left bicep and the unknown girl has it on her left hip bone.
Maybe they were dating; I don't know much about Mason anyway.
Carol shrugged didn't give it a second thought before packing it into the box of Mason's other possessions. She moves onto packing his photo albums and finds a whole album of pictures of him and the mysterious girl from the other picture. She's never heard Mason mention this girl before, or any girl in particular.
She keeps sorting through photo albums and there's one of his childhood with her husband, Richard Lockwood. Carole sits down and carefully looks through the photos, trying to picture herself in their childhood and what it was like for Mason and Richard growing up as brothers.
Her phone starts going off, startling her from her thoughts.
"Hello?" she said.
"Hello, is this Carol Lockwood? I'm Harvey Spector."
"Yes, this is she, how can I help you?" she replied.
"Well Mrs. Lockwood, I'm the deceased Mr. Mason Lockwood's lawyer and he has left a will and requested you be there for the hearing of it."
"Thank you, I didn't know Mason had written a will." she said surprisingly.
"Yes, Mrs. Lockwood booked an appointment out of the blue to have a will drafted along with some other documents. He said it was for 'just in case' situations if he ever passed away. How does a meeting at my office at Pearson Hardman in Manhattan at 9am sound on Thursday?"
"That's fine, thank you for the call." and then she hung up.
Why on earth would Mason need a will for? She thought, I guess I'll find out tomorrow.
Meanwhile in Forks, WA...
Bella picked up her phone, thinking 'who would call me at this time? Everyone is in school right now.'
"Hello, Can I speak to Ms. Isabella Swan? My name is Harvey Spector, I'm Mason Lockwood's lawyer."
"Hi, this is she... Is something wrong with Mason? Is he okay?" she asked.
"Ms. Swan, unfortunately, Mr. Lockwood has passed away and has written a will and requested you come be at the hearing."
"Oh my god... Mason... The last time I heard from him was before I left Florida, a year ago." her eyes starting to tear up as she heard this.
"I'm sorry for your loss. Would you be able to come to my office in Manhattan at 9am on Thursday?"
"Yes, of course. If Mason wanted me to be there, then I'll be there" she said chokingly.
"I will see you then, Ms. Swan. Have a good day." And he hung up.
Bella dropped her phone and let out a strangled, choking sound while tears poured down her face. She curled up into a fetal position and sobbed all night long.
Several hours later...
"Bells, you home? Harry brought over some fish-fry" Charlie's voice boomed throughout the house.
After not hearing a reply from her or a response to several knocks on her door, he decided to go in and see what's wrong. He found her curled up in a ball and sobbing non-stop. She looked up when he sat on the edge of her bed asking her what's wrong. Bella looked up, and he could see her face was red and blotchy from all the crying and her eyes were bloodshot.
"Bells, what's wrong?! You were quiet this morning when I left for work, but now you're ..."
"It's my friend Mason in Florida, he was my best friend. He taught me how to surf, and help me with my self-esteem issues and confidence. I got a call from his lawyer in Manhattan saying he died and requested I be at his will hearing."
"Oh Bells... It's okay, you do whatever you need to do. I can tell that he meant a lot to you."
"HE DID! HE WAS MY BEST FRIEND AND THE BROTHER I NEVER HAD. OH HOW DID I FORGET ABOUT HIM? ALL THIS TIME I SPENT FEELING SORRY FOR MYSELF AND MOURNING AFTER EDWARD AND OUR BREAK UP, I FORGOT ABOUT MASON!" she wailed, sobbing.
"I'll call the airlines and get you on a flight to Manhattan tomorrow morning."
"Thank you dad" she choked out.
"It's no problem, now get some sleep. I'll put your dinner in the fridge."
Bella slowly drifted off into sleep, clutching a photograph of Mason and herself on a beach to her chest, dreaming about nothing but her times with Mason.
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A/N: Anyone who watches Suits, notice my little insert of Harvey Spector?
