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Chapter two. The Message.

Bella's POV.

"I love you", I whispered softly. I felt like my life had been completed. When my parents had died, my whole world was crushed. Then I had to be hidden away and I had to run for my life. It hurt me so much that I didn't even get time to properly grieve for the death of my parents.

"I love you too", said Edward gently. He wound his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. I had been so far away from him. But even time didn't break our love. How I felt for him would never change. It had been like that ever since we were little. I always knew, in my heart, that I loved him.

Our friendship only made our love stronger. In 2817, you had ot be tough to survive and I wouldn't have made it if it wasn't for Edward. it was his support that got me through everything. His understand that made me strong and his love that made me who I am.

"we're going home", I whispered to him, "I'm not sure how I feel about that."

home, I was referring to our time, in 2817. currently, that was supposedly 'home' to us.

"what, you wanna stay in the twenty-first century?" he chuckled, brushing his lips against my hair. I shrugged. We lay on my bed, it was early in the morning. I had been back in my body for three days now and it felt oddly weird.

Good, but weird. Because I think Izzy probably didn't eat very well when she was supposed to take care of my body. I had looked in the mirror and saw that my skin was paler than usual. I had lost weight, unhealthily. And it looked like she didn't do any excercises or training to keep fit.

I scowled at myself for that. she had my body and she needed to take care of it, not just use and abuse it. I felt stupid at myself for being angry with a part of myself though. Izzy was a part of me. and she was probably listening to my thoughts every second.

Jasper, as usual, was cautious and had ot be careful. He decided to run some tests on me to make sure I didn't go jumping bodies in the future. It was all clear that I was one hundred percent me. and that was very reassuring.

I was pleased, apart from the little zig zag scar on my forehead. It wouldn't fade away.

Two days after I had been back, we drove out to a beach called Blue Bay to dispose of my Time Pod. It was no use to us now. I wondered sometimes, if Izzy was in my head listening to what I was saying right now, I wondered if she was the one sending the thoughts to me. I wondered what she would do.

I looked up from my embrace with Edward and sighed against him.

"I don't have a home anymore, Edward", I whispered to him, "with mom and dad gone…it's just a house. A stupid empty house."

"you will always have a home", said Edward in a persistent voice, "with me, or Rosalie or Jasper and Alice or Emmett."

"that's not what I meant", I sighed, "I have to take over the family business when I get back. it's my responsibility now that I've inherited the company and money and cars and houses and…"

I gripped the mattress and held my breath. Edward stroked the side of my face making me relax immediately.

"I think you should come and live with me", he whispered into my ear. I blinked and sat up.

"what?"

"if you want", he added quickly, "I mean…you're only sixteen and I don't think…I mean, living on your own would be hard and…oh Nevermind."

I smiled. "yeah, ok."

"what do you mean?" asked Edward.

"I mean, yeah, I do want to live with you", I told him, "like you said, I'm only sixteen."

--

"what was Izzy like?" I asked Emmett as we boarded the British Airways Plane.

We were heading back to England. It was all Jasper's idea. Instead of going straight back to 2817, he thought it would be a good idea to go back to England and collect his Jewlzo technology that he had left in one of the safe houses.

Also, I wanted to meet my parents.

"she…was different", answered Emmett, eyeing me cautiously. It was like he was scared of giving the wrong answer. But there was no wrong answer. I was just curious. I wondered if my friends liked her better than me. if she was better than me.

"like me?" I asked, knowing the answer. No, Izzy wasn't like me at all. She didn't believe in violence, causing her to get beaten to pulp by Darcy. She was a quiet, lost girl in her tiny world.

"not a single bit like you", Rosalie cut in.

I took my seat next to Edward as the passengers began to fill up.

"what was she like?" I asked him.

"haven't you asked everyone that question at least twice?" he chuckled, shaking his head.

"yes. Everyone apart from you", I pointed out, "but I want to know."

"you already know", he said, shrugging, "she's you, Bella. you're the same person."

"it doesn't feel that way", I explained to Edward, "she's me, but a different part of me. I feel like she's a different person. because she has a different personality and everything."

"well, it doesn't matter now", muttered Edward in a strained voice, "because she's not here anymore."

I didn't say anything else about Izzy after that. it seemed a bit odd to me how stiff he suddenly came as he said those words. It made me wonder how closer exactly Edward and Izzy got in my absence.

Once again it felt strange. Knowing that someone else, who looked exactly like me, was with my friends, with the person I love when I couldn't be there. That same person might've become best friends with Rosalie whilst I was gone. Might've loved Edward.

There was no reason not to love Edward, of course. He was gorgeous and absolutely brilliant. I wouldn't blame Izzy if she did have feelings for him

But then again, I shouldn't get jealous because she wasn't here now, I was.

Or was she?

Shaking my head I took in a deep breath and tried to clear my thoughts. Thinking about Izzy was getting confusing. I was getting jealous of myself, how ridiculous.

"excuse me, excuse me. er, sir?" a voice woke me up. I didn't even realise that I was sleeping. I opened my eyes groggily and saw an air hostess leaning over a snoring Alice to poke Jasper.

Jasper sat up and blinked, looking around fully alarmed.

"could you turn off your phone, please?" the lady asked impatiently as she pointed to a bleeping device that Jasper held dearly in his hands.

The Message Communicator was flashing red. And urgent message had been received. I sat up, more alert.

"uh…yes", said Jasper. The lady continued to eye him. Looking rather uncomfortable, Jasper turned it off and shoved it in his back pocket.

"what was the message?" whispered Edward, once the lady marched off.

"I didn't get time to see", said Jasper shaking his head. he looked over pointedly where the hostess was still giving him cautious looks to see if he would turn it on again.

"check it when we land", muttered Emmett somewhere from the front, "careful Jasper, if looks could kill…"

"you wouldn't be healthy right now", croaked Rosalie, laughing.

--

my parents here were computerised. They weren't real. They were just a replacement to blend in, to help me blend in. my real parents were dead. Murdered by James, Victoria and Laurent. I was supposed to me murdered too but when they couldn't do it, they hired Marcus, Kenzo and Darcy to finish me off.

I couldn't wait to have two minutes with Darcy in the ring. She'd really get it then.

I couldn't help but feel excited as we exited the airport in London. They weren't real, but they were my parents. After so long, would they really feel the same?

Would Renée have that odd motherly smell she had? Would charlie's hair still be curly and dark?

"hey, Jasper. Have you checked that message yet?" I asked as Emmett and Edward unloaded the luggages into two taxis. "you better check it, it was flashing red. That's emergency, right?"

"oh shit", muttered Jasper, digging into his pocket. He pulled out a couple of tracking devices before finally getting the Message Communicator.

We all stopped and waited whilst he read it. his face turned from confused to scared and then settled on shock and grim. The odd grim look on Jasper's face made me curious in suspense. I was sure everyone was feeling the same.

"well?" demanded Alice.

"dude, what's wrong?" asked Emmett.

Jasper said nothing. Instead, he passed the device to me and I read aloud, my heart thrashing against my ribcage:

'RE: Kenzo, James, Victoria.

CODE RED: URGENT SITUATION. PLEASE DESTROY THIS DEVICE AFTER READING. DO NOT ATTEMPT TO CONTACT ME AT ANY COST.

They've escaped from the Borstal Imprisonment Centre. They've stolen the code for the Jewlzo Time Travelling Technologies. They've completely disappeared without a trace. They're coming back for Bella. Keep her safe, hide, blend in, whatever you do, don't let them get her.

I'm sorry.

Carlisle.'


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