Chapter 2

Charlie and Forks

I waited for the plane to empty before I made a move to get up. I grabbed my carry-on bag and made my way to the front of the plane. I slowly made my way to the baggage claim picked up my bag, I didn't have many things but I had my clothes in a suitcase and my personal items in my backpack( my carry-on)

I made my way to the outside of the airport to see if I spotted Charlie but he was nowhere in sight. I waited when I was approached by a police officer with the name of M. Newton.

He came up to me and stared intently at me. I was about to turn and walk away and he must've noticed when he suddenly asked

"Miss Isabella Swan?"

"Yes, that's me" I answered

"I was sent to pick you up by Chief Swan. He ran into a little situation back at the station in Forks, he was needed to help at an accident scene."

"oh is everything ok? Are you sure that you are not needed I could have easily have taken a taxi. It was no problem really if you need to go back –"

"Don't worry Isabella, I really wasn't needed it was all under control. Now we should get going if we want to make it to Forks before dark, I don't want to worry the Chief."

He grabbed my bags and put them in his cruiser. The cruiser was not that old but it looked almost new a sign of the little use that they put it to in Forks; it said "City of Fork, Washington Police Department" on the door. As soon as I put my seatbelt on officer Newton took off.

We were in Forks in no time. On the way officer Newton told me a little about himself and his family. He said that he had known my dad forever and that they had grown up together and were best friends throughout high school they even went to the police academy together. He also told me that he had a son around my age named Mike and that his wife ran a camping and hiking store. He asked how Florida was and I told him that it was nothing like Forks that it was warm and humid and sunny most of the time they don't call it the sunshine state for nothing, we were silent for the rest of the ride.

When we made it to the police station my father was waiting for me he was wearing his rain coat and his uniform and underneath. He came over and thanked officer Newton or Mitch as he asked me to call him. He came towards me and gave me an awkward hug, but I knew the emotions behind it which where same as mine. Nervousness – for neither of us had lived together before. Excitement – that we were finally going to be able to have some father daughter time and last but not least love—love from a father to a daughter and a daughter to her father.

Charlie took me home after getting a few things from his office. He led me into the living room, although I knew perfectly my way around since I had been here many times before. It had been the house that my father bought when he married my mom. It was the house I had lived in for six months after I was born. It had changed a little since I was last here but not much, only a couple of pictures spread across the room. Most of them mine from when I was a baby, my elementary years, as well as middle school and some of my high school years as well.

"Well we're here Bells! You can go up to your room if you would like and get settled, you know make yourself comfortable. What would you like for dinner? I'm afraid that I'm not much of a cook and I don't have much in the kitchen, but we could order pizza or pasta or maybe Chinese, whatever you would like its your choice" he rambled on "I'll have to go into town and buy some things for you to eat what –"

I cut him off before he could continue "pizza is fine dad and if you want I could go into town tomorrow after school and buy a couple f things."

He visible relaxed "that sounds great Bells. I'm sorry. I'm not that good at shopping. But hey tomorrow is your first day at school so I'll drop you off and pick you tomorrow." He said with a weird twinkle in his eyes "I have surprise for you that I want to give you tomorrow"

"Dad you really didn't have to get mew anything, really" I protested

"Nonsense Bella and there is no arguing so how 'bout you go get settled and I call to order that pizza that you like so much. Sound good?"

"Sounds good dad, but please try not to go over board with this okay. Promise me that at least?"

"I promise, Bella now go and ahead and go to your room and rest a bit. I'll call you when the pizza is here okay?"

I nodded my head and headed up the stairs to my room, which like the rest of the house had not changed. I put away my clothes in my closet and set up a couple of pictures of my mom and I around the room. After I was done I decided to rest before the pizza got here. I was still so tires from the plane ride and the emotions that I was replaying in my head all over again, that as soon as my head hit the pillow my eye were closing of their own accord.