Hey everyone, this is my first try at fanfiction. I do a lot of original work but thought I would give this a go since I feel like it could help my writing better. Please comment and review to let me know how I'm doing!

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Maybe it was all just a dream…maybe…it wasn't real at all…

The harsh morning light came through the window as Bella lay asleep on her twin-size bed. The light-blue, lace curtains did little to block the light and it had Bella groaning a little before her dark eyes fluttered open. It's been six months. Six months since she saw his perfect, white marble face and topaz eyes. Six months since he left her in the woods and disappeared from her life. It was as if he never existed.

"Bella," a gruff, voice came from downstairs. Bella blinked her eyes a few times and took in a deep breath. She was going to try today. She was going to attempt to plaster a smile to her face and forget that the past six months never happened. It was the same thing she told herself every day, but somehow, the nightmares kept coming, and her heart just couldn't recover.

"Bella," the voice came again and then you could hear the heavy, booted footsteps coming up the stairs.

"I'm awake," Bella called and the assault on the stairs stopped. Her voice was quiet, and she tried hard to keep it from breaking.

"Jake called…" the voice began. The voice that belonged to her father, Charlie. The police chief here in Forks, Washington, and he was desperately concerned for his daughter's health. This wasn't…normal.

Bella didn't respond this time. She only sighed. Jake. The best friend, the wolf, the everything that Bella should want to fall for. For some reason she couldn't get past it…. him.

"Bella," Charlie began again. "We need to have a sit down this morning. I have some news that you might not want to hear," he said and then he started back downstairs to wait for her to emerge.

News…Bella's inner thoughts were about to start whirling around, but she stopped herself, and threw back the covers and rolled out of bed. She grabbed a new set of clothes. Simple blue jeans, a black long-sleeved shirt, and her black and white high-top converses. She changed her bra out for a simple t-shirt bra, black, and new panties, black as well, but a simple cotton. She opened her bedroom door and twisted and darted into the bathroom quickly. She brushed her teeth as she started the shower, and then quickly declothed and jumped in, sighing as the blistering water hit her skin. She stayed like that for a few minutes before washing quickly and getting out and getting dressed.

When she made it downstairs, Charlie was sitting at the table with a man. Someone that she did not recognize immediately, but then her childhood memories started to return to her. "Uncle…R-Ric?" she stammered.

Alaric Saltzman twisted in his chair to look back at Bella. It had been several years since he had seen his niece. Not since she lived with his half-sister in Virginia. She was only eight or nine then. He was shocked that she had remembered him to be honest.

Charlie stood and cleared his throat. "Bella. I know you don't remember Alaric very well, but we have some news."

Bella walked all the way into the dining room now and looked from Charlie to Alaric. "What is it?" she asked quietly as she crossed her arms around her chest, hugging herself tight. She didn't like how they were looking at her. As if she would collapse at any moment and pass out.

"Well," Alaric began. "It's about…." He stopped. He wasn't sure how to say this to her. Charlie had called him in to help, and here he was, stalling and not quite sure how to approach the topic.

"It's about moving Bells." Charlie finished.

Bella looked from Charlie to Alaric again. "You mean, like away from Forks?" The panic must have reached her eyes because Alaric was standing now too, his hands were on her arms firmly as he looked down at her. His hair seemed to be longer than she remembered. His sandy brown bangs brushed down in his steel blue eyes.

"Bella, don't worry. You're not coming alone. Char- your dad, is making the move too. Remember when you and your mom lived in Virginia?" He said, his eyes searching hers. She darted her gaze down, calling on her memories of her youth. She remembered when Renee had moved them to Virginia to be closer to Alaric because she went through a terrible breakup. This was before "Phil". She remembered her Aunt Isobel, and how much she doted and took care of her when she was there. She looked back up Alaric and nodded.

"Well, we're going to be living in a small town, much like this one, but with more sun. It's called Mystic Falls, and I know that you're going to love it." He reassured her.

"Yes, and the high school there is great Bells. Alaric's girlfriend has a niece and nephew that go to Mystic Falls High, and I'm sure that they will be more than helpful for this transition." Charlie reassured her as well.

This would mean that she would move away from Forks and away from everything that was…him. She didn't really know what to say. She was eighteen now, and if she really didn't want to go, she didn't have to, but she knew that she needed to.

"Okay," she said after a very long pause. "When do we leave?" She moved away from Alaric now, wanting to get something to drink to quench her dry throat.

"We'll be leaving out Saturday. I've already talked to the school. You don't have to finish out the week. We can go ahead and get your papers transferred to Mystic Falls High. Alaric is flying out in the morning. You can go with him or stay with your old man until the week is up." Charlie said as he relaxed after hearing Bella agreeing to move to Mystic Falls. He wasn't sure that she would go for it. He didn't want to force her, but if he had to, he would have done it.

Alaric smiled a small smile. She could tell that he was sad about the situation. He didn't like to see her so, empty and broken. She just nodded. "I'll leave with Uncle Ric." She decided. If she waited the whole week, she might have the strength to actually make the move.

"Call Jake," Charlie said and Bella nodded her response and went back up to her room.

Alaric turned to Charlie. "She's so broken Charlie." He said in almost a whisper.

Charlie nodded. "He really did a number on her Ric. I really wanted to shoot him for what he's put her through. She still has nightmares. Almost every night. It's been six months…this isn't normal Ric." He said with a defeated voice.

Alaric nodded and put his hands in his jean pockets and let out a sigh. "Well, the change in scenery will be good for her. I know that it's going to take you longer than the week to get out there. That was a good bluff." He looked towards the stairs.

"Well, I have to finish my duties here before I can come and join her. Being a police chief has its pros and cons. The con is, I have to do a longer notice than other people. It's going to take a bit before the new police chief is even elected," he said and went to the coffee pot now and poured himself a cup.

Alaric pulled a hand out of his pocket and ran it through his hair. "Yeah, well, Liz will definitely welcome you. She's down a few deputies, and she could most definitely use the help."

Charlie grinned. He remembered Liz. He's met her a few times over in LA on police conferences. They were good friends and still spoke from time to time. If he remembered correctly, she has a daughter the same age as Bella. "Well, I look forward to seeing Liz again. It's been a few years now," he said and took a long drink of his coffee. This was going to be a new change for all of them, Charlie thought, and this was going to be a good change.