Summary: Renee takes Bella and Jasper away from Charlie, which causes Charlie to spend the next eleven years searching. When Charlie and his kids find each other again, Bella and Jasper move back in with their father. Coming back to Forks and seeing their friends again is exactly what Bella needs... If she could remember them.

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns everything Twilight.

Chapter Two; Bella's POV

"If someone is strong enough to bring you down, show them you're strong enough to get back up." -Unknown

"Happy birthday, Bella!" I woke up to my favorite voice.

I turned over in the bed and saw an all too familiar face. I smiled, "Morning, Jazz."

A mischievous smile grew on his face, "I've got a present for you," my brother told me as he walked over to his suitcase. He upzipped a section that was on the top of the suitcase and pulled out what seemed to be a slip of paper.

"What is this?" I asked with my eyebrow raised as I took the paper and read it. 306-325-3663. It was a phone number, that was for sure.

"Think about the area code," he told me. So I did. 306... Hmm... That seems like the area code for... Oh my God!

"Jasper," I said, barely breathing, "is this... Is it Dad's number?" I asked quietly. So many times we thought we had Dad's number, but it was never right. I'll never forget that last time Jasper and I went snooping around in Mom and Phil's room. I internally shuttered. That was probably the second worst day of my life ever.

Jasper frowned a little and shook his head. It wasn't Dad's phone number. I lowered my head, but Jasper's words made it fly right back up. "No, but it is one of his close friends. Just call it. I promise it'll make your birtday."

I sighed. No one could make my birthday better unless I found my dad. I missed him so much... "I think I'll hit the shower first." Jasper nodded and went to sit at the chair by the window.

I grabbed some jeans and a T-shirt and went to the bathroom, turning on the shower and striping off my clothes. I let the warm water run over my body and thought about the last eleven years. I'd been to hell and back.

When Renee, I wouldn't refer to her as mom or anything close to that after what she'd put me and Jasper through, took us away from Charlie, Jazz and I were devistated, even though I didn't have any idea what that word meant then. After about a year, it got better. Renee had found a steady job and the three of us lived together happily. Then when I was almost nine, she met Phil. When they got married, everything was peaches and cream... On the outside. But inside the 'family', Phil, Jasper, and I hated each other. Renee always tried to be the perfect family, though, and we weren't aloud to so much as fight at the grocery store about whether we bought vanilla or chocolate ice cream. After a year and a half of those two being married, that's when things started getting worse. Phil hit me, and thirteen-year-old Jasper went berserk on him. Of course, Phil one. Jasper's arm was broken, but Phil refused to take him to the hospital. Renee had witnessed the whole thing, and didn't do anything about it. Everything got worse from there. Jasper and I constantly fought with Phil, and when we weren't picking a fight or lifting to try and get an advantage over him, we were searching the whole house for clues about where Dad was. The only thing we ever found out was that he lived in Forks, Washington. We prayed for a chance to escape and try to find him, but there weren't any until the day Renee died. No one except Jasper, Phil, and I knew how or why. After we'd attended the funeral, Jasper and I packed our things and headed to Forks with the only money we'd saved and the thousand we'd stolen from Phil. And that's how we got here, at the Holiday Inn in Seattle, looking for our father.

The water turned cold, so I jumped out and dried off, then put on my clothes.

"Bella, are you ready to call?" Jasper asked without looking up from his car magazine.

I sighed, "I suppose." I grabbed the piece of paper that was lying beside the hotel phone and dialed the number.

"Hello, this is Alice!" a girl chirped. Alice... From Forks... Wow. Alice!

"Alice," it sounded more like a question when it came out of my mouth.

"Mhm. And this is...?" she expected me to answer.

What if she didn't remember me? I decided to take the chance, "It's Bella... Swan."

I waited a few seconds before there was a response, "Bella Swan? Like, my best friend Bella from eleven years ago?"

Even though she couldn't see it, I nodded. I had a lump in my throat but managed to swallow it, "Yeah. How have you been?"

I heard her sniff, "I can't believe it. Bella... I've missed you so much, and so much has changed..." suddenly her voice changed and it was a little perkier, "Hey, do you wanna talk to Emmett? I'm sure we'll be talking again in a couple days, but Emmett needs to speak to you."

I didn't respond before a deep, booming voice was on, "Belsy! I can't believe it's you. Charlie's been looking for you since your sixth birthday," Emmett told me. My heart flipped when he said my dad's name.

"Really?" I squeaked.

"Yup!" he popped the 'P', "I was actually heading over to the station to visit him... Alice, Eddie, and I have basically been like his adopted kids forever now. But I'm positive he'd rather have you guys back. Jazz there too?"

I grinned. Emmett still rambled on and on. I guess something's never change. I laughed, "Yeah, he's here. He's actually the one that found this number. Em, I'll let you go since you were heading to the station."

"Okay. I'll talk to you soon. I love you, Belly," he said. I could hear the smile in his voice.

"Love you too, Emmy," I grinned into the phone. Emmett was like my brother too. I missed him.

"Bella, are you still there?" I heard Alice again.

"Yeah. I miss you guys so much," I said before a thought hit me. "Hey, where's Edward?"

Alice sighed, "He's sitting locked up in his room. He hasn't been the same since... Nevermind. Listen, call me tomorrow, okay?"

I was surprised and a little hurt since she wanted to go, but it's not like she doesn't have a life without me now. After all, it's been eleven years. "Of course, Ali. I love you."

"Love you too, Bells. Happy birthday," she said before she hung up.

"Soooooo?" Jasper grinned at me from across the room.

I smiled and ran over to him. I gave him a huge hug. "That really was an amazing gift. Alice actually remembered my birthday still."

"She has a memory of an elephant," Jasper joked, "C'mon, let's go get something to eat."

"You really are the best brother ever," I told Jasper as we walked back through the door to our hotel room.

"I know how much you love superheros," he told me, "Of course I had to take you to see Captian America for your birthday!"

I grinned, "Of course. I just feel terrible. I mean, we can barely afford food as it is..."

Just as Jasper's mouth opened to argue, the hotel phone rang. I walked over to it and answered, "Hello?"

"Bells?" a male voice said. It sounded like he'd been through a lot the last couple of years. I recognized the voice, and flashbacks ran through my mind. Fishing trips, days spent at La Push beach with the Cullens. My life until I was six.

I blinked back the tears and sniffed, "Dad? Is that you?" I had to be sure.

"It sure is sweetheart. The one and only," that was darn sure, "By the way, happy seventeenth birthday."

I let a tear fall, "Oh, Dad! I can't believe it's you. Jazz and I have been looking for you since I was twelve and he was thirteen. We've missed you so much!"

Charlie chuckled, "I've been looking for you since the minute I realized what your mother did. Is Jasper there with you, honey?"

"Yeah, he's right next to me, actually," I smiled up at my big brother, "Want to talk to him?"

"Of course, baby," Dad said. I handed the phone to Jasper and listened to his end of the conversation. It was short and I didn't get another chance to talk to Dad since Jasper hung up.

"Jasper, I can't believe it!" I said happily. I had just talked to my dad for the first time in eleven years. There was no way this birthday could get any better.

Jasper smiled, "Believe it because it just happened. He's leaving the station right now to come get us. Start packing, we have to check out of this place."

My eyes widened, "We're going to go stay with him?"

Jasper shook his head no, "We're going to go live with him. As in, live in the same house as him. Go to Forks High School."

I lied. Now my birthday could not possibly get any better.