I sat waiting for the loud announcement that we now landed in Seattle, Washington before getting off the blue plane seat. I followed the stream of people out of the plane carefully taking in my surroundings. I haven't been in Washington since I was thirteen years old. It partly wasn't my fault. Bella didn't want to come up here anymore, she'd rather have dad come up to Arizona, which he did to see us. Imagine the looks on everyone's faces when Bella said she wanted to move in with dad and I wanted to travel more. They definitely didn't expect it, especially since I did miss everything that was here, greatly so. I missed the rain and the peaceful nights. I missed my long hikes in the woods with my old friends.

So when dad called me one night, pleading with me to come and help him with Bella, I couldn't say yes faster. I always had intentions of moving back in with my father, I just never got to the chance. I was too busy on the road with mom and Phil. But now I had the chance to move in with my dad.

My mom helped me pack everything up, crying about how her last baby was moving away. I couldn't tell you how many times I've stopped packing up my things to hug my mom and try to calm her down with a promise to always keep in touch. She accepted my promise before wiping her eyes and finishing with my packing. We finished in two days and shipped everything immediately. I wanted everything there when I got there in the following week.

My dad had told me that everything was set up, and I was going to be sleeping in my own part of the house downstairs- it used to be an office before dad remodeled it for me. I thanked him graciously, getting more excited about the fact that I was going home.

"Jules." I looked up at my name being called to see my dad standing around with his hands in his pockets. He must have just gotten off work because he was still in his work uniform.

I smiled as I realized that I missed my dad. I haven't been down to visit and he hasn't come up to Arizona, it's been a while since I've actually seen him. I walked up to him before shoving my arms around his waist. I knew that he wasn't a very emotional guy, but I couldn't wait to smell the familiarity of him- the gun power and outdoorsy scent that lingered on everything in the house. I sighed in dad's arms as I felt complete finally.

I pulled away after a few moments relishing in his hug before smiling up at him.

"How'd your trip go?" He asked as he picked up one of my suitcases by my feet. I grabbed the last one before following him outside.

"Not bad. Long and tiring though." I answered truthfully before smiling softly at the cruiser outside of the airport. When I said I missed everything about Washington, I meant everything.

Dad nodded his head, "Bella's been at school. She doesn't know your plane landed today."

I gave him a small smile, "So, I'm kinda like a surprise."

"Yeah, you can say that."

We packed all the last of my belongings in the back of the cruiser before piling in and heading home. I felt myself get more excited as we passed familiar sightings. It's been 6 years since I've really been up here, and I still remember what everything looks like. It was incredible.

"You cut your hair." Dad mentioned trying to clear the silence. I smiled at his effort before answering him.

"It was almost to my belly button, it needed a trim." I answered looking down at my chest length hair. I had my dad's hair and my mom's eyes, while Bella got my mom's hair and dad's eyes. We were supposed to be twins, but we almost looked nothing alike. We were the same personality, but polar opposite looks.

"I like the length." Dad said clearing his throat awkwardly.

I smiled at him none-the-less, "Thanks, dad."

The ride was pretty much silent after that, my father was a man of a few words, but I didn't mind it so much. I appreciated the silence since I wanted to try and absorb everything I could. I smiled to myself when I saw us pass the Welcome To Forks sign.

Nothing around town was any different. Everything was just like I remembered, and that made me grateful. I didn't want to miss too much in my absence. The towns people were all out walking around, since it was actually a nice day to be out in Forks. I smiled at the small family owned shops as we stopped at a stop sign before continuing. I couldn't wait til I was able to explore this town again.

It wasn't long til we pulled into the same white house that I remembered from my childhood. I smiled at the two story building as we pulled to a stop. Everything was, again, the same. The same white painting, the same green finish. It all reminded me of home.

"You gonna sit in there all day?" I heard my dad call as he walked up to the front of the house, three suitcases already in his hands. I smiled before following after him, quickly grabbing the last of my suitcases.

I followed my dad through the house- even if I knew where everything was. I wanted him to show me my new room. I was excited that I got my room downstairs, it meant more privacy.

We walked into my new room and I smiled with appreciation. It was almost exactly like my old room in Jacksonville with mom and Phil. "Sue Clearwater helped me try and get it the same way that you're used to. Your mom sent pictures." Charlie explained, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

"I love it, thank you."

He nodded his head before leaving me to my own thoughts. I moved all my suitcases into the corner of the room before jumping on top of my bed. I turned my head and looked out the window right at the edge of my bed. I smiled as I got a good view of the forest. Everything about the forest called to me, I was so in love with the sights. I could get lost in the woods for hours, but I always found my way out- unlike my twin.

I laid down and looked at the ceiling of my bedroom as I thought about Bella. Dad said that she wasn't herself and that I shouldn't be too surprised if she doesn't act as excited as she should seeing me. He also said that she needed a lot of help getting back to herself. That's why I was here. I couldn't let my sister suffer. I unzipped my sweatshirt before placing it in the empty closest. The only things I brought with me onto the plane were my clothes. I thought about unpacking today but thought better of it. It was Thursday right now, and I had until Monday to go back to school, so I had plenty of time to unpack within the next couple of days.

I heard the front door open and close as I listened to soft padded feet walk around the house. I can only think this to be Bella. I bit my smile down as I heard my dad greet Bella with his usual gruffly voice. "I picked something up for you." Dad said and I knew that was my cue to come out of my room.

I followed the voices into the living room, "More like someone." I corrected smiling over at my dad before looking at Bella. Dad was right when he said that Bella didn't look like herself. She looked like she hadn't slept in months, and her clothes were baggy on her, making me believe that she was malnourished. Her, once full of life, brown eyes were now dull with an infinite pain. I almost cringed at the sight of my sister but I held it in as I gave her a short smile, "Hey, Bella."

She just continued looking at me for a while, and I was starting to think that she was upset at the fact that I'm here. I quickly shoved that idea in the back of my head as I felt Bella's scrawny arms wrap around my neck tightly. I held her take in a shaky breath as she shoved her face into my hair. I smiled gently at my dad letting him know that I got everything under control. He nodded his head before sitting down on the couch and going to watch the game.

"Come on, Bella. Let's go into my room." I took her arms off my neck and she agreed unwillingly. I held onto her hand as I led her into the dining room before opening the door to my room. It was right behind the stairs, the only complaint that I have about it. I would have to hear people moving up and down the stairs all day. I pulled Bella onto the bed as I let her think of her words. She seemed to be in a dream world, almost like she was never really with us. Her eyes kept gazing over, and I kept thinking that she was going to cry, but she would snap out of the dreamlike state before looking at me and returning. She continued to do this for another three times before I spoke up, "How are you really, Bella?"

She finally looked at me with un-glazed eyes, "I'm fine."

Even when she said the words, I could tell that she didn't really believe them herself. I sighed as I realized that I was going to work extra hard to get Bella to open up a little.

"How are you here?" Bella asked.

"Dad called." I answered bringing my feet upon the bed and crossing my legs underneath me. "Said you needed some help getting better."

Bella looked away from my wondering stare, "He's overreacting."

"Is he?" I questioned but I didn't get an answer, not that I thought I was going to. "You look like hell, Bella."

She glanced over at me, turning her head to the left. "I'm trying Julie, I just don't know what else to do."

I bit my lip looking at her. I was never in a situation this bad, I had no idea how to actually get through it. "I know." I finally muttered under my breath. It was quiet between us, but I feel like ever since he's left her, it's nothing but silence from Bella. "I think you need a girls night." I smiled softly up at her.

Bella stayed quiet before shrugging her shoulders, "I'll think about it."

That's probably as much as I was going to get out of her. "Maybe we can go see a movie or something."

"I don't even know what's playing." Bella admitted. She almost sounded embarrassed, but it was hard to pin-point emotions from Bella.

I bit my lip again, "Really?"

"Really."

I brought my knees up to my chest, lightly wrapping my arms around them. I couldn't believe that this was my sister from months ago. She used to be so full of life, and she used to take care of me and mom all the time. I was always the reckless one. I was the one that needed help getting back up when I fell. I didn't know how to pick someone back up- it was always Bella.

"It'll be okay." I grabbed her hand lightly squeezing it. "I know it sucks like hell right now, but it'll get better."

"When?" She asked. Her voice got scratchy so I knew that she was holding back tears.

"I wish I knew."

It was silent for a while between Bella and I before she got up from my bed to go make dinner. I sighed as I looked forward. I wasn't sure what I was going to do to help her, I really just wanted her to tell me what to do. But I wasn't even sure she knew what needed to be done to help herself. I got up from my bed before walking outside of my room. I glanced at Charlie sitting on the couch watching the game before walking upstairs. I felt like I needed a warm shower to try and clear my head.

The shower didn't last long, but it helped my muscles relax some. I wrapped myself in a bath towel before throwing some sweats on that I brought in. I left my tank top on, not really caring about how I looked. Dinner was done when I went downstairs. Bella and Charlie were just starting to dig into the steak and potatoes when I walked into the kitchen. I quickly grabbed my own plate before joining them in silence.

I couldn't say that it was an awkward silence, but it definitely didn't feel right for us all to be so quiet. I cleared my throat before looking at my dad, "How's work?"

Dad looked up surprised that someone was talking during dinner; leading me to believe it was always quiet between them. "Uh, work is okay."

I nodded my head at his vague answer. "Anything exciting happening in the cop-world?"

"Thankfully, nothing."

I turned to look at Bella, "How's school? Is it any different from Arizona?"

"It's smaller." Bella replied shortly.

"I figured." I coughed lightly at the tense atmosphere. "That's it?"

Bella shrugged her shoulders, "I guess. It's school."

I sighed when I realized that was it for our dinner conversation. I quietly finished my meal before excusing myself to my room. I wasn't used to having such a quiet dinner. Mom and Phil would always talk about their day when we ate and if there was some sort of game on, we would watch it- that's when we would thankfully order take-out. I climbed into my bed suddenly tired of the odd atmosphere going on in the house. Hopefully it would all lift up soon.