Chapter 13: Some Things are Harder than Goodbye

Marisol's POV

"Come on girls," I said, hopping in the truck. They all followed and we drove threw the side streets.

"You know," Kate said, "This place is actually kind of nice."

"Yeah, when we're not sweating our asses off and fighting in a war," JJ replied sharply. I smirked and kept a watchful eye. We right next to another truck. All of a sudden the truck set on fire. We instantly jumped out and ran over. We tried to pull open the doors.

"It's gonna blow," I screamed over the chaos. We attempted to run but it didn't get far. It exploded and the next thing I knew, I was flying. My body hit the ground and I was numb.

I looked around JJ and Kate were dead. I knew everyone in the truck was dead along with many civilians. I looked around and saw blood coming out non stop. My lips were dry. There was fire all over. Random car parts were scattered all over the place. I wanted to close my eyes but I was forcing myself to keep them open. I looked up at the hot Iraqi sun, beating down on the dead soldiers. On the soldiers that were your brothers and sisters. On the soldiers that you told to die for. JJ and Kate had died for those soldiers. Sadly those soldiers had died to and it was only me. My helmet was near JJ's head. I still had my gun though. I looked around. I was alone, in the desert. Nobody was near.

I, not daring to close my eyes, said a quiet prayer. A prayer, asking for forgiveness for my sins. For Jasper to know exactly how much I love him. For Bella and Charlie to know that I love them. For the Cullens to know that they were a family in every way besides DNA. I sighed, knowing my time was limited. I thought about everyone. Charlie, Renee, Phil, Bella, Jasper, the Cullens. I thought about them. A single tear escaped my eye.

I looked out of the corner of my eye to see two hooded figures. They walked right towards me. As they got closer I noticed there eyes were topaz.

"Help," I said but my voice was barely above a whisper.

"Shh, child. We are going to help you," one of them said. Her voice was musical. She ran her hand over my cheek. It was icy cold.

"Shafia, do you want to?" The man said.

"Yes, Mohammed, you are more controlled though." He nodded and bent down next to me. He slowly lowered his face to my neck and a searing pain ripped through my veins.

Bella's POV

Today was the day that everyone dreads. I was sitting next to Edward on the couch. He had his arm around me. There was a knock at the door so I got up. I opened the door to find a highly decorated officer standing there. He was in a dress uniform and stood tall.

"Hello, is there a Charlie Swan here?" He asked.

"He's not here right now. Who are you?"

"I'm Lieutenant Brown. He does live, am I correct?"

"Yes, he does. I'm his daughter. May I help you with something?"

"Yes. This is regarding your sister, Beatrix Swan."

"What about her?"

"She went MIA, missing in action, a few days ago. We found her dog tags and we believe she is dead." I placed my hand on my mouth. Tears were coming down my face. I hadn't even realized Edward was standing right there. He pulled me into a tight embrace. I cried into his chest.

"She's g-gone," I choked out.

"Nothing is definite, but it is highly likely. The rest of her unit was found along with another unit and many civilians. We believe that the second unit's truck exploded and they went to help." I nodded. He pulled something out of his pocket and handed it to me. Three letters and her dog tags.

"We have sent searched crews, but it is labeled as a search and recover not search and rescue. We will tell you if there is any news." He nodded and walked to his car. I shut the door and looked at the letters. One was addressed to me, one to Charlie and one to Jasper. I sat down on the couch and opened my letter.

Bella,

If you're reading this then something bad happened, just like you said it would. In this letter I need to let you know that I love you and that you are the best sister a person could ask for. You've always had my back and I've always loved how clumsy you were. we have had so many good times together. I remember stealing Phil's car to pick you up from a party and, well, all those times we stole Phil's car. I wish that we could've spent more time together when we were teens. That is the only thing I regret. I went to high school and pushed you away because I was senior and you were a freshman. Because I was 16 and you were 14. Then I went into the Army and you freaked out because you said "You're going to be kidnapped and die". You always found the worst case scenario out of everything. I knew that all you did was care but at the time I thought it was embarrassing. I love you, sis.

Beatrix

Jasper's POV

Edward came threw the door and I knew something was wrong. He was giving such emotions of sadness it was making me sad. He walked over to me.
"What's wrong?" Esme asked.
"Beatrix is MIA and they think she's dead." Those word were like knives in my heart. I just couldn't comprehend what anyone was saying. Edward held a piece of paper with my name on it in her handwriting. I grabbed it and ran out of the house. I ran to the middle of the forest and punched a tree, while howling in sorrow. I sat down and laid my head against it. I ripped opened the envelope and read the letter.

Jasper,
If you're reading this then I am either MIA or dead. (Preferably MIA). This letter is to tell you everything. I love you, Japer. You have know Idea. Everything about you, I love. Even your flaws. I love that you are always so careful around me. I love that you are so sweet. I love that you always know how to make me feel better, no matter what's wrong. When I first saw you, you gave of the vibe like you had seen to much and I thought I knew the feeling. You have seen almost 170 years of everything, while I have barely seen 20. I hope that you will be able to forgive me for getting in the sticky spot that is making you read this letter. I love you so much, Jasper. Forever and always.
Beatrix

Charlie's POV

I walked into the house and saw Bella on the couch. Her face was tear streaked and her eyes were puffy.
"Bells?" I asked.
"She's gone."
"Who?"
"Beatrix. A lieutenant came to the house an told me that she was MIA, missing in action, but they believe she was dead. All they found was her dog tags. She wrote me, you and Jasper a letter. Edward gave Jasper his and I read mine." I looked at the envelope lying on the table. My little girl was dead. I picked it up and opened the letter.

Dad,
I really wish you weren't reading this. I know that you know what this means but lets not jumped to the worst possible scenario (like Bella normally does) I could be alive but MIA. I love you, Dad. You've always been there for me and I've never really told you how much I appreciate you. I wish that I could've gotten to spend just a little more time with you. You were always the dad to be the first to clap and be the first every one of my track meets. When I graduated, I was positive I heard you clapping. I love you dad and don't you dare forget that. I will always be your little girl.
Beatrix

***This chapter makes me sad. It makes me think of what i would do if my friends who were in Iraq and Afghanistan went MIA. I know so many people in the Army. REVIEW***