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A/N: Surprise!
I knocked on her door, three times. Figuring she was blaring her iPod I opened her door. She was gone.
"Oh no, oh no, oh no!" I screamed. I ran down the hall to the bathroom, she wasn't there. "AMY!" I screamed, Jasper was at my side in an instant.
"What's wrong?" I paid very little attention to him, as I ran to my basement trying to see if she was down there.
"Amy?! She's not here Jasper, where did she go? She wouldn't just leave. It's not like her…" I continued to mumble on, I stopped when Jasper's face went from marble pale, to ashen, and his honey colored eyes, despite hunting, turned dark.
"Jasper? Jasper what is it?" I knew what he was going to say, I knew it in my heart. Yet I asked anyway praying to hear something, anything, else.
"Let's got to her room, maybe I'm wrong…" He walked with me, his arm hanging loosely around my waist. We both knew he wasn't wrong, we both wished he was. He stepped into her room and just stopped and looked at me. I knew it then, I started sobbing hysterically. Then I got angry.
"Damn him! That bastard! Oh I'm gonna kill him! The minute I can, I'm going to wrap my hands around his neck and strangle him! Oh he's going to die!"
"Rachel, breathe love. Calm down, she may have left willingly."
"Don't you lie to me Jasper! Don't you dare lie to me! You know he took her! That God awful bastard!"
I looked around her room. Now what you need to understand is that I want to be a forensic scientist so I knew what to look for. I took, slow cautious steps over to her window, there were tool marks on the frame and a foot print. Her blanket was thrown over off the bed, away from the window towards the door, which was weird seeing as Amy was OCD and makes her bed perfectly every morning no matter what. I stepped over to her mirror; all the makeup bottles on the table below it were closed. Even when Amy got sick and wasn't going anywhere she put on at least cover up. All of this was confirming my theory, and then I saw it and I lost it. There was a blood smear on the edge of her bed. I was sobbing and cursing again. I couldn't stand it, I fell n the floor. Suddenly I was up right and in Jasper's arms.
"Rachel! Rachel listen to me, please!" I stopped screaming obscenities. "We need a plan. Alright you call your mom, then the police, then the school, okay?" I nodded solemnly. Tears were once again silently streaming down my face. "I'm going to call my family okay? It's all going to be okay, we're going to find him." He held me gently, rocking me back and forth gently brushing my hair.
It was all going so wonderfully, and then that son of a bitch had to come and ruin everything. "I-I'm gonna go call my mom now." I managed squeak out, in between hiccups. He nodded and grabbed my hand. We walked in silence to my room to get my phone. Calling my mom was going to be the hardest thing in the world.
The phone rang for what seemed like an eternity, and then she finally picked up. "Rachel? Why are you calling me? Shouldn't you be in school? Is everything okay?'
I drew in a long shaky breath, trying to keep my voice steady, so I could actually get it all out. "Mom, you need to come home right now. Its Amy, I think-I-I think he kidnapped her."
"What!? Rachel what do you mean? Tell me everything right now!"
So I did, I told her Jasper came to pick me up and that Amy was gone. I told her about everything I found in Amy's room. Except the part about the blood, I could barely think about it much less talk about it.
"I'll be home in 2 and half hours." With that she hung up. I called the police, next then my school. There is a plus side to living in a small town like Forks; the whole "waiting 24 hours to report a missing person" doesn't apply. The entire town helps because everyone knows everyone. Not to mention the most amazing thing that happened that day.
The police showed up before the local news, giving time for the police to process the scene without any major disturbances. There aren't any CSI type people in Forks, just the police. The Chief was talking to me, no his name isn't Charlie Swan. His name was Joshua Longacre. I was telling him everything, all the stuff I had noticed, when without any warning he looked at me and said, "Ms. Morrison, as you may have noticed, we don't have anything close to a forensic technician, well other than your Biology teacher…I know you're only 16, but you can legally have a job. Would you be our Forensic Scientist? And not just for now, permanently?" I think I died.
A/N: You guys are sooooo funny! Everyone is going, "Ohhhh Amy's gonna get it for skipping!" When really I'm going to combine my favorite things; Twilight, Jasper, forensic science, gorgeous men, fictional drama, and sarcasm! (Well eventually there will be a boat load of sarcasm!) I'm really excited! Though be forewarned I will be rambling about genetic fingerprinting and such, be prepared to learn forensic science the Twilight way! WOOHOO for using fictional situations to make Biology far more interesting and have it make more sense. (Just don't PM me about facial reconstruction I will find a away to email you a six long paper about it…that I wrote myself…)