Hello Everyone here is the next chapter and again I own nothing but the hooded figures and I am willing to sell them for a quarter. Again I would like to thank my Beta AnimexQueen for all her help. So please enjoy and tell me what you think.

"WHERE IS SHE?"

"Master we don't have her here, but we know where she is."

"Where is she then?"

The hooded figure raced out of sight and just as quickly came back and stood before the Master within seconds.

"Here, Master."

As he took the pictures from the hooded figure a small smile spread across his face and his eyes danced in his head.

"Yes, my immortal beloved we will be together soon." He said while walking away.

As he gazed at another picture, "Who is this BOY with her?"

"Don't be alarmed Master he is out of the picture."

"Yes, your sorcerer has taken care of him."

"Good, when can I see her?"

"Soon Master you must remember that she still does not remember you and your life together."

A sneer came across the Master's face as he trembled a little at the news. But the sneer faded when he came across a picture of her in a simple blue dress and her hair in loose curls hanging down her back.

"Beautiful." He smiled while walking in the direction to one of the hooded figures.

"I want to meet her NOW!"

"Y...Yes, Master."

"Tomorrow she is going to be at a place called Port Angeles, there you can meet her."

With this information the Master smiled and turned to the other hooded figures.

"I must rest, for tomorrow I will meet my Queen once again."

Saturday 10:00 a.m.

(-BPOV-)

I was slipping into a deep depression after reading that letter. All day Friday I just moped around looking half dead. When Charlie came home that evening I finally told him about Edward. I told him everything and all he did was shake his head.

"Bells don't let him run your life. You can find better and you will." He said and gave me the biggest hug he could.

Later that night Angela called and asked if I wanted to go shopping on Saturday with her to which I replied, "Sure."

When Saturday came I picked up Angela and we headed to Port Angeles. The ride was quiet and long but Angela was one of my best friends so I just told her me and Edward broke up and nothing more. I didn't want to go into details. She gave me her sympathies and said I would find someone better. I wish she was right. As we pulled into the parking lot of a little boutique, I felt like someone was watching me. It gave me a slight chill.

"Let's go in this one first." Angela suggested with a smile.

"OK."

As we walked in the store was barley full, we waved at the clerk at the counter, Mrs. Lewis, and she gave us a big smile. Me, Angela and four other people were the only ones there shopping. As we browsed through shirts and dresses I still had the same feeling that I was being watched. I turned to look out the window but nothing. Maybe it just was my imagination at work. As I turn back to Angela and the dress I was looking at the door to the shop opened.

"Oh my, he is FINE," one girl said.

"Yes."

"Damn", came from Angela which surprised me.

I turned to look at her because I had never heard her use such language. She just pointed behind me and I turned around.

"DAMN!" I said in my mind.

There at the counter stood a 6 foot Adonis. He could have been no more than 19 or 20 years old. He had jet black hair, deep blue eyes, pale skin, and he wore a tight fitting white shirt that showed of his strong arms and chest, and a pair of blue jeans that made you wish you were those jeans. He was talking in hush tones to the lady at the counter who was blushing bright red. She just pointed in our direction and smiled. Once he turned around he headed to where Angela and I were standing.

"Hello, do you own a red truck." He said with a smile.

"Yes, I do, why?" I asked

"Well I may have hit it a little."

"A little?"

"I think you need to see." He said in a voice that could only be described as melting honey.

As I left out of the store Angela was trailing behind looking at the Adonis and me. As I turned to her she just gave me a smile and nod. As we approached my truck I saw the damage. It was nothing major just a few scratches on the passenger side door and a few on the mirror that was bent downwards.

"I am truly sorry Miss."

"It's ok, I can get it fixed in no time, what about your car?"

"It's over there." He pointed to the huge black Navigator truck sitting next to my ancient one. Of course his truck was ok, just a little red paint and that was it.

As I turned to look at my truck he was writing something down on a piece of paper.

"Here", he said. I took the paper from his hand and it had his phone number and name on it.

"Well thank you Richard." I said with a smile. "My name is Isabella Swan or Bella for short."

"Bella. That is a beautiful name for a beautiful girl."

I just smiled and turned red. He extended his hand to me and I took it. The instant I took his hand a strange feeling over took me. If felt as if I was slipping and falling. That when everything went black.