PREPARATIONS

A/N: I tend to forget this but I'll do it now. Sadly, I do not own L.J. Smith's or Stephenie Meyer's characters but I do play the Pied Piper and make them dance to my tune.

Location: Underground Base 1, Conference Room
Time: 05:11:09 - Tuesday

"Birth certificate, driver's licence, credit cards and your new ID – use it wisely" Sam grinned at me when sliding over the new documents across the large conference table.

I caught it with ease and opened it, pulling out the ID and finding out that the only thing they had changed was my surname. "Isabella Marie?" I questioned, disdain in my voice at how fruity and peppy it sounded.

We had an early start today. Everyone had been called in at 4:00 am when my father had finally finished the book and had already planned out everything that would take place.

A flicker of movement caught my eye and I turned to see my father take his seat on the far end. "Reed already got your new identification recorded" he informed, using his hand to smooth down his tie.

"Just in case they decide to do a background check" Sam added and I nodded in understanding. "Address" he told me and pushed another folder. When I opened this one, I found pictures of a large white house placed within a suburban setting. "Keys to your new home" he said, this time, throwing it at me but I caught them with ease.

Ordering everything into a neat pile, I then fell back, resting on the chair with my hands resting on my lap. "What's my story?" I asked.

Rather than my father answering, Sam took the lead in explaining, "You're from a care home and reached eighteen so you finally broke into your trust fund" he replied, flickering through several pages that had been set out for him.

"Seeing as I have to stay here, I would like Jacob to go with you" my father announced, his gaze was focused on the silver Newton's cradle. I watched as his fingers would take one of the silver balls and allow it to knock the others before the one at the end flew up and came back down.

Shaking my head out of the trance, I looked at my father, "What is he to me?"

"Friend? Boyfriend?" he dryly said, "Really doesn't matter" he waved his hand freely with an air of nonchalance.

"You think I need back-up?" I challenged.

He finally broke his stare from the toy and then mirrored my pose, but rested his joined hands on the table before him. My father's dark eyes were tired but expressionless, "With something like this?" he rhetorically asked but I still nodded as to which he ignored. "Yes. You do need back-up" his voice had grown stern and left no room for an argument.

"You're going to have to leave your car" Sam broke the silence once again.

In shocked anger, I whipped around to face him, "What?! Why?"

"It's for your cover" my father tried to appease me.

The curt tone had me sighing in defeat and slumping back into the chair as I thought of negotiating terms. "Fine"

"Well that was easy" Billy muttered, wheeling himself into my view and I only realised that he and Jacob had joined us.

I crossed my legs and met my father's gaze once again. "…but only if I get to go with my Harley"

"I should've guessed..." he sighed and rubbed his creased forehead in exasperation but then looked back up to me. His eyes searching my face so I remained stoic until he nodded. "Fine but you'll also go with a rover" he countered and I nodded, finding no problem with that.

"Deal"

Jacob had placed himself on the seat next to me and was now perusing through his file. I'd already checked his and found that his new name would be Jay Young. His cover wasn't too drastic because the wolves were easier to maintain their secret.

"Your passports and tickets" Emily handed them to us and moved back towards Sam, placing a small yet intimate kiss on his cheek.

My father stood from his seat and then approaches us. "I've asked Ben to drop you both off"

I too stood up from my chair and picked up what I needed as I made my way towards the doors. "Whatever you say, boss" I called back to him and turned to leave.

Location: 830 15th Ave Seattle, WA

Time: 11:32:43

"Are you done yet?" I whined, angry to have been sitting in the same chair for the past three hours while staring at the white ceiling.

Asking the same question for the hundredth the must've annoyed her because her hold on my shoulders tightened as she continued to – well do whatever she was doing. "Stay still" she demanded forcefully and I sighed but relaxed.

After everything that had happened, I had decided to dye my hair black. Call it an act of teenage rebellion or a symbol of my fresh start but all I knew was that I just wanted to leave that Bella behind.

Sadly, it seemed inevitable for her to make herself known because I had to go back to it. Maggie had already washed the dye off but I didn't get a chance so see it because she whirled me around to a different chair so she could blow dry and style it.

My new look didn't exactly say warm and friendly so they were changing it all.

Gone were the professional blacks and greys in my closet as they would be replaced with teenage girl appropriate clothes with flower-patterns and colours of the rainbow. It was all very sickening. However, I suppose, I was somewhat grateful that my grown up heels would be gone and I could return to the comfort of converses and doc Martens.

"Done"

Breaking from my hateful trance, I was then swivelled around to finally face the mirror.

And there I was.

The person that I had tried to erase; the one that I had left in the past; the weak frail human that had had her heart-broken and her life shattered when losing those she loved.

I hated it.

….but for Maggie's sake, I plastered on a fake smile and turned to her, my new mahogany curls bouncing on my shoulders with the movement. "Great work Mags" I congratulated and made a move to stand up, knowing that we couldn't afford to waste any more time. Plus, I was trying to fight off the overwhelming feeling at the sight of the old me.

"Your clothes are in the room so go change" she shooed me off with a wave of her hand. "Your flight's in an hour" she reminded me.

"I know"

Location: Seattle–Tacoma International Airport

Time: 14:21:56

"You look…"

I held up my hand to stop Jake from finishing the sentence. When he tried to begin again, I wagged my finger at him while glaring daggers at his simple t-shirt and jeans. "If you don't want to be castrated in your sleep, you will shut up" I threatened and pushed past him to give my bags away.

Before I could enter the plane, he grabbed my hand and whirled me back around, "I was going to say you look good" he insisted with a happy smile. "I missed you" he suddenly said, surprising me when his fingers raked my locks.

"What…?"

The questioned was left unanswered when we were interrupted by my father. He came out of the black Mercedes and called for again, "Isabella…"

I stepped down and walked towards him. "Yes"

"Maggie does good work" he commented with a small laugh, inspecting my white summer dress and denim jacket. My feet were comfortably placed in leather gladiator sandals.

"Yes" I confirmed.

He sensed that I was not going to do the whole bittersweet goodbye so he took a step back and cleared his throat. "I will need weekly updates but make sure to-"

"Delete the messages within five seconds after sending it" I interjected, earning a nod of agreement and approval.

"You'll arrive-"

Again, I interrupted him, "Twelve in the evening because it's a ten hour flight. We should eat and sleep because we have a big day the next day. The car and bike will be there when I wake up. Schedule, map and textbooks are in my bag-pack" I rambled, showing him that I knew what I was doing.

"I guess you're ready" he sighed and then forced a tight-lipped smile.

I nodded, "Yes"

"Be careful" he said and I could all but nod again.

When an uncomfortable silence overcame us, I decided that there probably were no more words to part with, I gave a small wave, "Bye"

"Wait!" he pulled me back with a sudden urgency.

With reluctance, I pivoted back to face him, "What is it?"

"Here" he murmured and pulled something from his pocket. However, before I got a chance to look at it, he had taken my wrist and quickly fastened it. It was when he let me go that I could finally see the simple yet elegantly beautiful antique bracelet. "Your grandmother's" he explained timidly.

I blinked up to look at him and fought for words. I wasn't exactly sure how I should react to his gift and the change in his demeanour.

When nothing I thought of covered what I felt, I decided to play it safe.

"Goodbye"

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