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A/N: I really have a bunch of excuses for not updating sooner, but I think I'll just give you the main one. BRAIN FART! I couldn't belive it, I got to where I wanted to end it and then I went Aw crap, this ending sucks, and so i redid and redid and redid it. I think I had 4 different endings out at one point so yea...

Warning next part has a breaking dawn spoilers:

Oh and i have a really short rant to give before the chapter and it's about... Breaking Dawn. I juts finished reading it like a couple hours ago, and I think that people are blowing this whole thing out of proportion. I think that it was an okay book, i think that it is my least favorite... no scratch that second least favorite book. This book had a lot of Emmett, and Jacob, and Seth in it, and I couldn't complain. I think that if you think that this book completly destroied your love for the book, Team Edward's read the Midnight Sun first chapter and then read the meadow scene in Twilight, and then get over it. For all of my Team Jacob's who hated who he imprinted on, read the chapter in New Moon where they are all in the movie theatre and Bella curopts Jacob's youth, and then read the part where they kiss in Eclipse, the last one. And then everyone else who isn't on a team, eat a hoho and get over it!! You can't hate a book that much! I thought the book was good and cheesy, but without cheese, where would Disney stand. All of there stuff is cheesy and I don't see this many people hating there stuff. So let's all join hands and eat twinkies and sing about the happy chessinees of it all!

Chapter 11 Edward's POV

We were in Emmett's car going 120 mph down the only highway that connected Chicago to New York City. It was three in the morning, and no one was on the road or in our way. We were going to be their in six hours.

"Why are we going to New York?" Jasper asked from the passenger seat of Emmett's Crossley. I loved Emmett's car. It was bright red, and had a big backseat. Just what we needed.

"Bella's home was in New York. If the police haven't been inside to investigate yet, we can grab as much as we can and leave. If the police have investigated already, we sneak as much as we can without being noticeable. When they start to notice things missing, we'll take out as much as we can at once and get out," I said. I already had this planned out.

"Wow. Someone planned ahead,"

"Yes. This is very important. The entire family was more than just intelligent. Bella's mother figured out what we were before…"

"She died," Jasper finished quietly. He knew it pained me to hear those tragic words. I hated to kill people, now that I saw how pure her daughter was. We vampires are very territorial, and that taught us of the strong bond between a mother and her child, if we didn't have children before.

On the other hand, Jasper knew that, even though it pained me to hear the… finality of her death, it was necessary. I needed to accept it, but something inside me wouldn't let me. It was hard to picture me, a father of a small child. Especially if it was Bella. Maybe it would be easier if I pictured Carlisle was the child of Bella. Yes, it was easier. Carlisle was Bella's father, and I was Bella's uncle. Much better.

"Yes, and I figure Bella will be just as perspective as her mother. This means that if we don't have any pictures of when she was born, she would be very suspicious.

On the other hand, she could end up being as selfish as Charlie was."

What do you mean? -Jasper

"He said 'he went with a bang' right before he died. In which case, she would want to know about her past, her parents, her life and such."

"Personally, I would rather have a perspective person than a selfish person," Jasper said after he mulled over all of the information I gave him. I nodded in agreement. I thought about Bella and the whole situation more than any healthy person would.

Another addition to the family! I am so excited! I guess Alice is rubbing off on me a little! -Jasper

"Words can't describe how happy I am. I mean we already have Rosalie, not that I don't love her," Jasper sputtered trying to cover up his happiness over getting another sister. Sometimes I really loved Jasper. He always tried to explain his thoughts out loud even though I could hear him perfectly fine. One time I asked him why he did this, he said that he would hate to have, what seemed like, a one-sided conversation. He said that if the roles reversed, he would want anyone else to do the same.

"I understand," And I truly did. I loved my sisters to death. They are my family, and Bella would be my third sister.

"No, Edward, no you don't! You've always had two sisters, but now I get two sisters too. It's an amazing feeling. If I get made at Rosalie; I can talk to Bella." Jasper said in a voice that was almost yelling but not quiet, it was more of a desperate plea, but not quiet.

"I get what you mean. Don't you think I feel the same way? Now I get three sisters. No one could ask for more of a blessing."

I don't think so -Jasper

"No, not you too. Alice was bad enough," I complained when I realized what he was talking about. I hated Alice and, pretty much, the rest of the family telling me that I was going to fall in love with Bella. The same Bella who was just an infant, just a child. That would be sickening for a monster like me to fall in love with a child that wasn't even born in the same decade.

"Well, I don't know the future, but it's a possibility. I see that you care for her greatly, almost as if she was your own responsibility. Like how a father looks at his child. That love could grow to more of a… Rosalie and Emmett love, or not. But if you ever want to talk, I'm more neutral than anyone else."

"That's not going to happen," I growled through clenched teeth. Bella with me like how Rosalie was with Emmett. That was just a disturbing thought.

"Touchy. Almost overly defensive, I would say."

"Jasper, if you want to get back to New York alive, I suggest you be quiet, now!"

I punched the gas; this was going to be a long ride.

Later On Later On Later On Later On Later On Later On Later On Later On Later On On

We had two hours left, and Jasper was starting to get on my nerves.

Are we their yet?

Are we their yet?

Are we their yet? -Jasper

"Enough!" I roared turning off the exit ramp.

"Fine," Jasper quieted.

I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves, yes Eddy's nerves. I know a song that gets on Eddy's nerves and this is how it goes…. -Jasper

This had to stop. My head couldn't take much more. "Why don't you tell me about some of the family vacations I missed?" I rattled off something trivial that I had thought of once.

"Well last year, Emmett dove of Niagara Falls and caused a major land slide…"

Flashback

"Emmett, get down from here their right now! I mean it," Esme shouted while Emmett stood on top of a pile of rocks. He was shirtless, and was standing next to Rosalie. She had his shirt in her hands, and no matter how Rosalie pretended that this was stupid, she always got a kick out of Emmett standing in front of her shirtless. Her emotions always shined through, clearer than anything else did.

Thirty minutes ago, I bet Emmett that he couldn't jump off the waterfall and not make a splash. Emmett and the rest of us inconspicuously jumped off the ferry a couple of minutes ago. Esme didn't want Emmett to do something so dumb that might expose us, but she really thought Emmett was going to get hurt. I could tell, Esme still saw us as human, and I thought the motherly instinct was nice to feel.

Alice and I were crouched down a couple yards away, we were on look out for Emmett, we didn't want a ferry to see us up this high, right now we were in the off limit area. Not that anyone actually needed a look out; it was just an excuse to not fight with Esme over Emmett's latest plan.

"But, Esme, I have to!" Emmett whined like a two year old.

"Esme let him go; he will never be happy if he doesn't get his way." Carlisle put a soothing arm around Esme. I knew from experience, that I shouldn't comfort her when she was being parental. At times like these, the only person that could calm her was Carlisle, well could calm her without getting an arm ripped out.

Alice burst into a fit of giggles but before I could ask her why, Emmett had dove head first over the more than 170-foot fall. After three seconds, we heard a roar, but this time it wasn't the water.

Emmett had started a landslide. The rocks were falling too fast for human eyes to see, but I saw every start of the new part of the rockslide. That must have been what Alice was giggling about earlier. Sure Emmett had caused some strange things, but a major rockslide, never. I heard him curse from below.

"Ha. Ha. Emmett I won!" I called below, and all we could see from where we stood was a pile of rocks and a hand waving from the top. Emmett.

"The tour guides say that the rockslide will go down in history. I believe him; people still talk about it and it's been a year," Jasper finished

"Wow!" I laughed for almost a minute; that was an Emmett move. Sometimes, he just needs to be more careful.

"Yes. Then once in 1929..."

It went on like that for a while. Until 10 o'clock, actually.

"Jasper, get ready, the house is on the next street. It's the only one with weeds growing on the house. Yes! No police! No one's realized she's dead!" I said, purposefully leaving the male out of this. Charlie disgusted me to no end. I had never heard any one so vile. I hated to even think about him, let alone speak his name.

"It's been three days. Edward, shouldn't we tell someone?" Jasper asked clearly worried. It did make sense, you would think that someone would notice that no one had entered or left the house in three days.

"They'll find out eventually, besides think about how strange it would be for two teenagers to walk into a police station saying that some woman died," I replied.

We opened the front door, and I was disgusted. Flies surrounded anything that even had a slight resemblance of food. Apparently, someone left a cake in the corner of the kitchen, that's where they swarmed. We walked through the dirt-covered rooms and searched the kitchen first. The pale washed out cupboards didn't hold much. After we searched the room, five minutes later, we found some cookbooks and about 300 worth of watches and necklaces.

We went to the left next, into the wood covered family room. The only exciting thing we found was some baby pictures. A picture where Renee still had on her maternity gown and Bella was in her arms. Bella had a baldhead with a small tuff of brown in the middle, and big brown eyes. They stuck out like bug eyes, but in a pretty way. Renee's smile etched in the very essence of a mother. She gleamed with pride. In another picture, Bella was in her hospital crib sleeping like an angel. Some had pictures of the hospital, and various friends. Charlie wasn't in a single picture.

"Jasper, I'm curious, look for a camera while were here," I had a sneaking suspicion that this family didn't own a camera. That would mean that Charlie wouldn't have even been in the same building when his daughter was born.

It went on like this for the rest of the downstairs. We found some picture and put it in a bag. Once we filled up the bag, we would run down the block to the car, and stuffed the bag in the backseat.

We were almost done; we just had the master bedroom left to do.

"Jasper check under the bed," I said while I searched through the dresser.

"Hey, look at this, I found two boxes, take one," Jasper threw an old shoebox at me. I sat on the bed next to Jasper and searched the box.

I found a bunch of letters that Renee had wrote to herself, a diary of some sorts. Before I had the chance to read them, we heard tires coming down the street at a dangerously fast pace, for a human. The police.

"Jasper, grab these boxes and throw them in here," I said pointing to the bag. I took all of the sentimental things I could think of in the room, and we left.

I had been driving for about an hour and Jasper had been quiet this whole time. Jasper had been looking through the boxes that we picked up from the master bedroom.

"Edward, look at this, what a loser!" Jasper laughed passing me ten or twelve pieces of paper.

"Jasper, driving, I can't hold them," I said.

"I'll read it to you. It's hilarious," Jasper started talking in a British accent, as if every person who wrote a letter was British.

"'Dear Mr. Charlie Swan, We regret to inform you that you have not been accepted into Basic Police Academe. You can retake the entrance exam next year.' " (A/N: Come on read the letter in a British accent, you know you want to)

Jasper started talking in his regular voice again. "Can you believe it; he took that exam twelve times, and never got into basic training. What an idiot!" Jasper laughed again. I had to agree, who could fail that test. I had seen some of the densest people enter the police force.

"Jasper?" I started when we were a half hour away.

"Yes, Edward,"

"Can you grab that box you gave me and read some of the diary entrees Renee wrote? I'm curious."

"Sure," Jasper grabbed the box from the back and started reading them to himself. With a blocked mind of course, 'I had to wait my turn' as he said.

"Eh, Edward, I don't think you want to read these."

"Why?"

"Well, it's really really sad, and it would make you lose your temper. And this is Emmett's car; I don't think you want to go threw the insane torture he would give you for making him buy a new steering wheel."

"Fine, we're almost there anyway," I huffed. For some reason I really did want to know what Renee had written to herself.

A/N: I have no idea if the police force has basic training so yea... It sounds really army to me, but I thought it fit in well. Anyway, I think I have about two or three more chapters, and then I pretty much won't mention Charlie or Renee any more, so that's a relief.

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