A/N: Guess what!!!!!!!!!!!! I figured out a place for Bella and the Cullens!!!!!! I'm so excited about it!!!!!!!!!! So we're going to start the day with Bella!!!!!!!!!!!! One more thing, the Cullens live in Denali now but they do not live with Tanya and the others.

BELLA

Despite my requests for her not to, Alice continued to try to see my daughter's future. As bad an idea as I thought it was, I didn't have the heart to ask her to stop. I mean the girl (A/N: Bella doesn't know her name.) was as much Alice's niece as she was my daughter. Alice had a right to know what was happening in her niece's life. Besides, there was a selfish part of me that wanted to know too. She was my daughter after all. I wanted to know what was going to happen to her as much as I didn't. I just wasn't sure which one I wanted more.

I supposed it didn't matter much at the time. Alice couldn't get a damn thing anyway. Everytime she tried, she got a blank future. She said it was like trying to see Jake's future or anyone else's when they were with Jake. We both assumed that it was simply because Alice had never met her niece. Hell, we didn't even know her name. Alice had to imagine a face to look for. Something that was exceptionally difficult because none of us, other than Carlisle, who had delivered, had even seen what she looked like when she was born.

Alice kept trying to imagine a fourteen year old me with dilerberate differences. She tried to assess which of Brian's features our daughter was most likely to get. I humored her by trying to help. However, the picture I had in my head, of what my little girl looked like now didn't produce a result. Alice kept scrabbling things around. She was determined to see through this because she hated being blind.

I was sitting on the couch with Roxy next to me when it happened. Emmett was in the armchair with Rosalie curled up in his lap. She was flipping through a magazine while Emmett was flipping quickly through channels. Roxy and I were just staring blankly at the T.V. feeling extremely bored. Emmett flipped quickly past a news station.

Human eyes woould've messed the quick clip of the picture. My vampire ones, however, caught it in the milisecond before he changed it. It was a picture of a girl and I'm pretty sure it was the girl who I had been seeing in my head for the past couple of days.

"Emmett, turn it back!" I nearly yelled less than a second after he changed it.

"To what? The news?" Emmett questioned as he quickly flipped it back.

There she was the girl who looked almost identical to what I described to Alice so much. She had waist length brown hair with blue eyes. Her nose and mouth were identical to mine. I reached up subconciously and touched my own lips and nose. The picture on the screen looked like a an old school photograph. She sitting in front of a blue back drop and wearing a white frilly blouse.

A second later, a reporter's head appeared next to the picture.

"A girl disappeared from her home in Seattle, Washington last night. Fourteen year-old, Melanie Callahan was reported missing by some friends at seveno'clock last night. The friends had come to pick her up but she wasn't there. There was no sign of forced entry in the house. Nor any signs of a struggle. The only evidence that soemthing wasn't right was the butcher knife that lay just below the landing of the stairs. The authorities say it looks like Callahan's a runaway, however, they have not ruled out kidnapping. Authorities have been unable to contact Melanie's parents who, according to neighbors, are currently on a second honeymoon in the Caribbean. If you have any information on Melanie Callahan's wherewabouts, please call this number."

The picture of the girl, Melanie, got larger and an eight hundred umber was pastered underneath them. After a few seconds it disappeared and the reporter moved on to other stories.

I stared at the screen for a few minutes. There was no doubt in my mind, Melanie Callahan was my daughter. I had no idea how I knew for sure. I just did. I blamed it on the dormant motherly inutition that told me should was going to get into trouble soon, the other day. I had to do something but I didn't know what. Hell, I didn't even know where in Seattle that she was taken from nor did I know by who. I just knew it was bad. Once again, it was just something that I knew. I had to convince the others of this and get them to help me.

I had forgotten the others were in the room and jumped a foot when Roxy placed her hand on my shoulder.

"Bella, are you alright?" she asked.

"No." I answered nearly breathless. "That girl, Melanie Callahan. That's my daughter and she's in trouble. And I have to go to Seattle."

"Bella, relax." Roxy coaxed. "You don't know that. She probably just needed to get away for awhile. She'll turn up in a month or two."

I shook my head.

"You don't understand." I said choking back my sob. "You're not a mother. You don't know. I can just feel it."

"Bella," Rosalie interjected. "We don't even know if that really is your daughter. You could go charging in there and make a complete fool of yourself."

I shook my head. I knew that wouldn't get it. They thought I was crazy but I wasn't. I knew in my heart that was my little girl. Still, Rose was right. I wasn't positive if it was or not and I really didn't want to make a fool of myself. It could possibly risk exposure. I didn't want that. I had too much experience with the Volturi punishment to go seeking it out again. Especially for something they may not even concern me.

Thankfully, there was one person who could give me the answer that I needed.

"Where's Carlisle?" I questioned.

"In his study with Alice and Jasper." Emmett answered.

I raised up the stairs. I knew I probably should've waited until he was finished with Alice and Jasper but this couldn't wait. Who knew what that poor girl was going through right now?

I reached his study door in less than a second. I simply walked in without knocking. I was in one of my moods and nothing was going to stop me until I got what I wanted. Carlisle looked a little surprised to see me standing in front of him. Jasper and Alice were sitting in chairs in front of him. They were all unsure what to make of my not so settle entrance.

"Carlisle, what are the names of the couple that adopted my daughter?" I asked without preamble.

"Bella, we talked about this. I don't think it's a good idea for you to know that information." he answered calmly staring me in the face.

"You don't understand, Carlisle." I nearly yelled. I was getting frustrated with the fact that nobody was making any attempt to help me. "I just saw on the news, this girl, Melanie Callahan, in Seattle disappeared last night. They should a picture of her and I think she's my daughter. I also think that whereever she is right now, it isn't good!"

Carlisle looked a bit startled by my outburst but his face didn't give anything away.

"And what makes you think that she's your daughter?" he asked just as calmly as before.

"I don't know." I replied. "It's just something I feel. Besides, doesn't everyone say that a mother knows her own daughter. That has to be something because I've never met this girl but I know inside that she's mine. So please just tell me. What are her parents names?"

I was practically begging after my speech. He looked me up and down for the longest minute. It was as if he was debating whether or not I was emotionally ready for this. I was giving him my best I'm-not-leaving-until-I-get-what-I-want look. I had noticed in the few moments of silence that Emmett, Rose, and Roxy had followed me up to see what was going on. After the longest stare down in my life and unlife, Carlisle finally sighed.

"Their names are Nancy and Ronald Callahan." He said.

I knew it. That was my little girl and she was in trouble. Mr. and were unreachable at the moment. There was no one left to help her but us. We had to do something. I just hoped that I could convince the family of this.

"And do you know where in Seattle they live?" I questioned.

"No." Carlisle stated. "Under the circumstances of the adoption, I was only allowed their names and a phone number to contact them when she was born."

"And do you still have the number?" I pressed getting excited.

"Yes, but Bella, I know what you're thinking. And I really don't think that it's a good idea. We should just let the police work this out. I'm sure they'll find her."

"Carlisle," I said shooting him a you-can't-fool-me look. "You and I both know that most teenagers who go missing are never found. Besides, she's my daughter and I can't leave it up to complete strangers to find her. No when I know she's in trouble. What if were myself, Roxy, Rose, or Alice? Or even one of the boys? What would you do?"

I was getting more and more emotional by the minute. I had to make him see why I needed this. He had to know how badly I had to do this. If I could only do one thing for my daughter it was going to be this.

"That would be completely different circumstances Bella, and you know it." Carlisle replied still as calm as the moment I walked in. "We can't even be sure that she really is in trouble.

I grabbed at my hair and let out a growl of frustration. Why couldn't they understand how I was feeling right now. This was my daughter and I knew she was in big trouble. Bad trouble. They had to believe me.

"Carlisle," Alice said suddenly. "I think we should do this. I mean, it couldn't do much harm just to go and take a look at the house. Maybe we could find something that we could follow. We might be able to help better than even the police can. I mean we have talents and gifts that they don't. We might be able to do some good."

"That's a nice thought, Alice but we're just vampires, not trackers." Carlisle replied.

I pinched the bridge of my nose and began pacing. As I passed by Alice's chair she grabbed my hand and squeezed it encouragingly. Her support made me feel a little better as I jumped in to continue defending this idea.

"Carlisle, please. We have to do something." I pleaded. "I can't just sit here and think about what could possibly be happening to her. Melanie has grown up with her adoptive family probably thinking that I gave her up because I didn't care. This is my chance to prove that I did and do care about her. Not many mothers who have done what I did get that chance. How can you ask me to pass it up?"

Carlisle studying me once again. I knew why he was hesitating. It wasn't because this was something that he didn't want to do. I knew him well enough to that he would help his worst enemy if they were in danger of being hurt or killed. It was because he was worried about my mental state. He didn't want to see me go back to what I was twelve years ago. I worked so hard to build myself back up to an almost normal vampire. I still had some work to do but I was getting there. He didn't want anything to disrupt that progress and ruin all the hard work I've done.

He was probably sitting there considering the what ifs that could bring me back down. I hoped he realized how much stronger I had become since then. I could hold it together now. I was never going to get completely over what happened fifteen years ago but with the help and support of my family, I got strong enough to overcome it. I hoped he knew that as long as I had them, even without Edward, I could get through everything. Even any what if this situation threw at us.

"I really think we should do this for Bella, Carlisle." Jasper stated. "If not for anything or anyone else. I mean, look at her. Have you seen her this passionate, determined, and emotional about anything in the last fifteen years? Lord, knows I haven't felt anything like this from her since a week after we had to leave Edward in Volterra. She needs this, Carlisle. She needs this and so does Melanie."

I was still standing next to Alice with my hand in hers. Jasper got up and stood behind Alice to show that he was backing our side. I looked to the rest of my family who was still standing in the back of the office. I had known all of them long enough to know they supported me without any word or sign. They, however, moved closer behind Alice and I. Roxy even placed her hand on my shoulder. I felt better standing there in front of our "father" and knowing though it was something we all agreed on, if he didn't agree it wasn't happening.

"Please, Carlisle." I pleaded one last time.

I fixed my eyes to his hoping he saw how badly I needed to do soemthing to help my daughter. He stared back for a long time before he let out another sigh,

"I'll try to get an address for the phone number. However, I can't promise that it'll be the right one. We'll go to the house and take a look around." he answered. "If we don't find anything helpful, then we'll have to let it go. But if we do find something, we'll take it from there. Okay?"

"Thank you." I stated.

Before I knew it, I was around the desk with my arms around his neck. He held me in his arms the way a father would hold a sobbing daughter. I dry heaved into his chest as he stroked my hair and whispered comforting things.

A/N: I was going to put some Edward in this chapter but I decided that it would take away from the emotion of Bella's part so I just left it like this. Besides, Edward has plenty in this story already. Anyway, I hope that end scene with Carlisle and Bella didn't seem too much like lovers. I'm still working on drawing my lines with relationships. I had the picture in my head of what I wanted that part to look like. I'm not sure if it came out right. If it didn't I apologize. It's only supposed to be a father and daughter type thing. Please don't get the wrong idea. Anyway, I hope you liked this one. Please review.