"Listen something's happened with my daughter so I need to go and your holding me up so sign the god dam papers Phil." I was yelling at him by the time I was done. He grabbed the pen out of my hand and signed all the spots I showed him. There were 3 copies. One for me. One for him and one for the lawyer's office. A moment later a taxi pulled up. I grabbed my two bags from the back of my car and put them in the back seat of the taxi. With two sets of divorce papers in hand I got in the back seat next to my bags I told the driver to take me to the lawyer's office so I could drop them off. When that was done I told him to take me to the airport.

Renee's POV

When I got out I grabbed my bags and went to buy a ticket. I was going to by one for Seattle but then realized there where a few things I wanted to get from the house in Phoenix. So when it was my turn at the counter and tall man in his 50's with no hair and a beer gut smiled at me. Gross, creeper alert.

"Hello Miss how may I help you today?" He asked in an over friendly voice.

"I would like a ticket to Phoenix please." I said.

He took a look and said the next flight wasn't until 9:20 that evening. I said that was fine and bought my ticket and got as far away from him as possible. I went threw all the check points and security to save time and so I wouldn't have to wait so long because everyone knows how long that takes. By the time I got to the waiting area for my flight I killed an hour and a half. I saw that it was almost 7:00 by the time I sat down. I still had 2 hours and 20 minutes to go so I grabbed a book out of my carry on and stared to read it. I was so into my book that I didn't know what time it was till they said my flight was ready. I marked my place and put my book back in my bag got in line to get on the plane. There weren't many of us so we took off a half hour later. I was tired from my long emotional day so I asked the stewardess to get me a pillow and blanket. Once I had those I was out like a light.

It must have been only a few minutes before I felt my hands moving to my feet. Confused I opened my eyes to see that I wasn't on the plain anymore. I was in some creepy looking basement. The floor was old as a madder of fact the whole place looked old. It was old damp and smelled of mildew. There were boxes piled on the other side of the stairs that looked to have mold growing on them. Man this place was gross. Why the hell would I dream of a place like this? I looked down at my hands to see them red raw from the cuffs I was wearing. They hurt a lot and from the looks of things they have been bleeding on and off for a while but besides the pain I still tried to free myself. A moment later a man came down the stairs carrying a tray of what I think was food. As he got closer to me I began to get scared, he didn't look friendly at all and a matter of fact this guy was a 100 times creepier than the ticket guy at the airport. He had short blond hair and gray eyes. He had on a black t-shirt with ripped blue jeans and work boots. He sat the tray food next to me. Yeah if you want to call a stale piece of bread and a glass of water with stuff floating in it food. I grabbed the piece of bread from the tray and started to eat it. The creepy man laughed at me.

"Don't chock I don't want you dead yet." He said and walked back up the stairs. I started to shake in fear. So I closed my eyes again.

When I woke up my heart was pounding and my hands where sweating. I was still on the plain. I got up and went to the bathroom and splashed water on my face to help calm me down. What a strange dream. Once I knew I was okay I left the bathroom and on the way back to my seat I asked the stewardess how much longer we had and she told me another 31/2 hours to go so I asked her for a glass of red wine and went back to my seat. Once I was settled in my seat again with my head on the pillow and the blanket draped over me I downed my wine in 5 minutes and put the glass on the table. I was out again and this time it was a peaceful sleep.

I woke up again when we were told to put our seatbelts on because we were landing. When I got off the plain I went and grabbed my bags and took a cab back to the house. It was the same as I had left it. I went to the kitchen to grab something to drink. When I was done I saw that it was just passed 2:30 in the morning to I went to my room and slept for the rest of the night. When I woke up I got ready for another day of sitting on an airplane. I went to the guest room and looked under the bed for some packing boxes I kept there. I took one out and started to put pictures and small momentous in it. When I was down I had it sent to Charlie's house in Forks. I called a taxi and had them pick me up. My flight to Seattle was about 4 hours and then I had another flight on a smaller plane to Port Angela's and then an hour long drive back to Forks with whoever Charlie was going to have come get me.

God it was going to be such a long day. When I finally landed and got my bags for the last time, I walked out of the building to find a very familiar cop car sitting waiting for me with very hot man standing there leaning against the driver side. He was tall about 6'1" in his late 30's with dark brown hair and strong build but you couldn't tell by the cloths he was wearing and chocolate brown eyes that I've looked into so many times. Charlie. He was here standing in front of me looking at his watch. When he looked up our eyes met and for the first time in years it felt like the world had stopped. I walked up to him my eyes never leaving his. When we were a foot apart I let go of my bags and hugged him. Taking in the scent of his after shave had me weak. I noticed he didn't let go of me right away, it was like he missed me too or maybe it was just the fact that whatever was going on with Bella was stressing him out. But I'm not going to complain. He let go of me a moment later and bent down to get my bags and put them in the back of the trunk.

"Come let's go. There's a lot I have to tell you." He said after opening the car door for me.

"So what's going on where's Bella?" I asked getting to the point as he pulled away from the curb. He took a deep breath to calm himself.

"She's been kidnapped. The reason I found out about it is because the bastard who took her called to tell me about it when I was at work the other night. I was going to call you and tell you but I wanted to wait and see if we could get her back without having you get upset. But there are things going on that have to do with the Cullen's and the bastard thought it would be a good idea to make us like them." He said in a pissed off tone but I couldn't really care about what the Cullen's have to do with this. My baby. My little girl has been taken by someone. Who knows what he's done to her. I took Charlie's hand and held on for dear life.

"What do the Cullen's have to do with our baby being takin?" I asked threw my tears. I was so scared and worried I was having a hard time processing the things he had to tell me.

"You've met Carlisle, Alice and Edward right?" He asked me. I nodded my head.

"Have you ever noticed their eyes are all the same color of gold or how pale they are or that they never eat or drink anything." He asked me. "I mean there not blood related so there eyes can't be the same color right?" He added. Now that he mentioned it, that was a little odd and I've been talking to Esme on the phone helping with the wedding plans.

"Okay I hear what you're saying but what are you getting at?" I asked him.

"Long story short there vampires. I know it sounds crazy but trust me I'm telling you the truth. You've got to believe me." He said. Most likely thinking I would think he was crazy.

"I do. It's just a lot to take in I mean finding out our daughter has been kidnapped and then finding out that her soon to be family are vampires it's lot. But why do I have the feeling that you're not done yet?" I asked him. He just gave me a little smirk.

"Because I'm not." He replied.

TO BE CONTIUNED