(Don't own twilight…just using her characters to bend my will)

Someone had to be with her to move the car and move her in their place, Alice chose willingly to be that person. Everyone was too focused on the plan, too hurt to do anything. Jasper doesn´t live with us anymore, too disgusted with himself to be around us, dealing with his guilt and our pain is too much for him, Alice stayed to help us out though. Everyone changed drastically, Alice doesn´t have the skip in her step, the excitement in her eyes and her personality, Emmett doesn´t smile anymore, jokes around or anything, Rosalie oddly isn´t acting like herself either, she doesn´t make an effort to fix her hair, look at herself in the mirrors or feel like the center of the universe, Esme wept, cried and lost herself, felt the pain she did when she lost her child all over again but worse if possible, Carlisle wore the face that seemed too old for his youthful face, barely spoke and worked in the hospital too much even for him. I…I´m….I´m ..I´m forever lost, I still feel grief, I…can´t let her go.

After we all dressed that morning, Esme kissed our cheeks as every day and went inside while we got to our cars. Emmett and I rode with Rose in her convertible, stylish as usual and normal as Emmett can dress, Alice with her spunky hair and latest style in her wardrobe, we had to keep up aperiences you know, drove in my car with….her. We were quiet through the whole ride, until we heard the sound of the crunch of the car against the tree, I shuddered while Emmet winced and Rosalie didn´t react, just looked out the window as if nothing ever happened. Instead of feeling anger, I felt numb, seconds later Alice was with us and drove to school. Time ran so slowly in school, slower than usual at least, the faint buzz in the back of my mind, the sound of someone talking but not listening. At lunch we got our lunches (unnecessary if you asked me), we looked at the table top until the bell rang. I walked slowly to biology, trying to make time last longer to our table, when I entered a force hit me so hard that I took a step back in shock, everything started here, our story started here, the overwhelming feel of grief forced itself into my heart and only did what I could, I ran.

Far away where I went, currently sitting down on the snow covered ground in Alaska looking at the movement of the water, shaking and sobbed hitting the ground, breaking everything in my path, I didn't notice getting up, breaking everything I saw until I opened my eyes. The ground was cracked and had holes, the trees broken and twisted like spaghetti, the beautiful, serene painting is destroyed. I dropped to my knees and cried for the longest of time that I didn't move until Emmett broke through the trees examining the damage I had done and picking me up and ran us both home. The story was that Esme was going to buy something for the house and while going out of our lane found Bella-wince-had crashed into a tree, the impact hit her and died-wince- instantly not feeling anything at all, by the time she reached her she ran out of blood and called the hospital warning of her arrival, put her in her car and drove her there. They took her quickly and did they're best with Carlisle on they're side but she….was gone instantly, Esme didn't need fake because she felt it in her heart while Carlisle hold her swaying lightly. The hospital called Charlie and they heard it all causing to Esme to yell in pain while grasping her husband tightly to the hospital floor.

"Is this Chief Swan?"

"Yes, who is this?" his tone suggested that he was busy

"I am Sonny from the hospital, I'm afraid Isabella had an accident" he chuckled a bit and asked

"What happened?" since his daughter was accident prone he often found it amusing but his worry for his daughter was pronounce in his words no matter how much she got hurt he was always there.

"Miss Swan died this morning in a car accident leaving the Cullen residence" said Sonny with a calming voice that held sadness

Charlie was quiet for 10 minutes but a "What?" chocked out of his mouth while his eyes watered, "I´m so very sorry" but couldn't finish because he hung up and went straight to the cruiser and drove above the speed limit, how ironic. He parked and ran until he went to the receptionist but recognized the Cullen's to his right and ran to them.

"Is it true?' was the only thing he asked, they nodded and Charlie felt as if he couldn't breathe, gasping for air while putting a hand on his heart, he couldn't think, hear, or see, Carlisle called for help it seemed he was having a heart attack (I'm not a doctor so let's pretend they are symptoms of a heart attack), they hurried him into care. After half an hour they could control it and an hour later he woke up, he was blinded by the light for a couple of seconds so he blinked several times until he saw Dr. Cullen at the end of his bed, he remembered what caused him to pass out and was quiet for a while and spoke

"Is it true?" he asked once more, his voice hesitant and broken

Dr. Cullen couldn't speak so he looked at the floor which was a yes to Charlie, he laid his head back and tears welled up his eyes, a few escaped and ran down silently down his cheeks, he couldn't wrap his mind about it, couldn't imagine his little girl…gone. Carlisle smelt the saltiness of his tears and began to walk out but Charlie stopped him by saying

"How did it happen Doc?" his voice broken

"It was a car accident" the lie went through his teeth and tasted bad in his mouth

Charlie let out a sob and asked:"Did she feel it?"

"No" another lie, he will never know she felt a great pain and felt herself dying, growing weaker.

He sobbed, he didn't show any affection, rarely he did but he loved, loves his daughter with everything he has. The hospital eventually called Renée telling about her daughters news. She cried and cried right after they told her, she denied it ,that they must have the wrong person that her daughter was safe home with Charlie doing her homework and getting stressed with school. But Sonny affirmed it and she wept until Phil came home heard he sobbing in the living room, wrapped his arms around her making calming noises to help her. Sonny hearing what was going on she hung up the phone, she also wears the sad expression hearing their pain goes right through her.

Hours later of crying, Renée looked at her husband and hugged him with all the strength she had left, telling him through the action thank you, he squeezes her back saying I'll be here. She got up noticing she was on her knees lifting up Phil with her, never letting go of each other when going up the stairs of their home, He got the bags and filled them up with their belongings while she got her bright yellow bag that had a cactus with the sun behind it saying Arizona on the bottom putting her personal things in there, leaving tear spots on her bag. After they book a flight to Seattle Phil takes a shower while Renée looks at her window , already dressed, thinking about the times of Bella's childhood. Lost in her memories.

After 12 hours of labor Renée gave birth to a baby girl, Charlie had the happiest expression she ever saw since their wedding day.

"What are we going to call her?" he asked as she held his baby girl

As she wiggled around, moving her arms and making a funny face she opened her eyes. Looking at the man, she could see that he was smiling and looking at the woman she saw a glow in her face and joy in her eyes, she was curious as to why. As they looked at their baby, their beautiful baby, her puff of curly locks, her button nose, her little lips, the pink blush on her cheeks, her little hands resting on Renée's finger, her soft little body and her blue eyes that were curious,

"Isabella" she answered

"Isabella" he said, which was official

Her name was Isabella Marie Swan

As she was in the kitchen giving to a year old Bella her food, she turns around to clean the dishes, as she finishes Bella was gone she runs to the living room to find Bella with a look of determination in her brown eyes as she grabs the coffee table with her hands and stands up. Charlie walks through the door, hangs up his gun and goes to the kitchen to greet Renée but she isn't there, he goes to the living room to find her back turn and as he tries to surprise her he looks at the table to see his baby girl standing on her two feet. As she tries to stand, not used to the weight of her legs falls down on her behind, they were to shocked to move but Isabella didn't give up, she put her chubby hands on the coffee table and got up again about 3 more times until she stood still, moved to her side and took a step forward, then another and another until she fell on her behind. Her parents ran to her, her mom picked her up and hugged while Charlie kissed her head over and over again,

"Baby you walked!!!" Renée said with an excited tone

Isabella squealed

Charlie whispered to her ear: "I'm proud of you baby girl"

In Arizona: (5 year old)

"Momma, momma!" little bell called her mother excited,

"What is it baby?" her mother called in the kitchen inventing a new way to make casserole,

"Look at what I made in arts & crafts!" as she held a drawing that looked like a cactus in the ocean, she smiled and said:

"Oh my goodness this little feller looks like a winner and where do ya'll think its going?" she asked with a southern accent

Little bell smiled, her first two tooth's were gone and asked her momma:

"What?"

"We're putting it on the trophy place"

"The fridge?" she asked with another smile

"Of course darling, that's where this beautiful art will be seen"

She was snapped out of her memories when Phil tugged on her hand and said it was time to go, as reality crashed into her broken heart once more.

Charlie was pretending to sleep when he really fell into slumber, dreaming of his baby girl.

It was a hard place to be sitting, your butt falls asleep and patience holding your fishing pole, trying to keep warm with the cold of Washington. Bella was bored but didn't say anything, being with her father was soothing, quiet, no words say so much as their silence. As time passes she gets more sleepy but something wakes her, something was tugging at her pole, she looked at her dad and asked

" What do I do?"

"You grip your pole, turn the little wheel ( I never fished before so…) backwards as hard as you can"

She did as he said, using all of her strength and the cold hitting her red cheeks she pulled out the fish. A very small fish, she got irritated and though 'I pulled as hard as I could and get a baby fish?', though her father watching her expression, he was full of pride and smiled.

When they came home one day getting out the groceries, the ground moist but not entirely wet, Charlie entered first putting what he had in the fridge and when he came back out to see Bella crying holding her knee, he ran to her grabbed her body and went inside. He took her to the kitchen counter and got the first aid kit he had in the bathroom, lifted up her left leg and rolled her pants up to her knee where he found small scrape, put some alcohol in a cotton bal and said:

"This is going to sting"

She whimpered, he put a band aid with stars on it, got up and stared into her tear filled eyes and said to her kissing her forehead

"All better"

He woke up by the sound of the door closing, he opened his eyes to see the grim face of his best friend Billy Black, accompanied by his other friend Harry Clearwater. He looked hollow and filled with grief, his eyes brimmed with tears as they fell down his cheeks as Billy wheeled himself to his side and grabbed his forearm, saying to him through touch "I'm here" while Harry stood at his unoccupied side looking at him. After what felt like hours the silence was broken every few times the nurse had to check him, then the door opened again and when he looked up Charlie saw his reflection in Renée's face. Her hair in a messy bun, her eyes red and dead, her cheeks red and tear tracked, her childlike face gone. At her side was Phil, his head covered by a baseball hat, his eyes were dead too. They both looked what they felt, Renée walked to him and grabbed his hands and sobbed again, kneeling at the floor, the tears streaming down her face and into the floor making small wet dots.

"Why did this happen to us Charlie" she asked, her voice hoarse

"I…don't know" he replied

"What are we going to do?" she asked as she started to hyperventilate

Phil ran to her side and picked her up but she kept her hand in Charles, she faced Phil's chest breathing erratically, him hugging her while his eyes closed as a tear silently fell from his eye, she felt it and hugged him tighter. They let Charlie out of the hospital the next day; he went with Billy and Harry to his home where he saw a rental car, Renée and Phil at the door, he sighed and got out of the car. He forgot he left the cruiser at the hospital but he didn't care.

He unlocked the door, passing them letting the door opened for them to come in, Renée looked around noticing nothing changed at all, the cabinets where still yellow, the pictures where still on the mantel, the furniture the same but looking older and if you notice closely there was a hole in Charlie's chair, where he always sat to see sports. Renée went to the couch with Phil on her tail. Charlie went to get some coffee for the three of them, when finished he got the mugs and went to the living room, oh the irony of the name, he sat there for a couple of minutes tasting the bitter black coffee staring at nothing in particular. She spoke up after an hour of silence:

"Did she enjoy my present" while smiling a sad smile

Charlie looked at her and smile a sad smile too and said:

" In her own way, since she doesn't like getting gifts", they all chuckled knowing her reaction

After another day, Phil and Renée sleeping in the couch, not willing to leave or let Charlie alone. Charlie in his room wept silently taking the picture that was at the night table, it was Bella and Charlie washing the cruiser one summer, she had her head tilted back with laughter while Charlie was covered head to toe with soapy water with a funny expression. Her cheeks tinted pink, her mouth opened as he remembered her laughter in his ears, her brown knee length pants, her orange long sleeved shirt with the sleeves rolled to her elbows; she looked like Fall with her brown hair and warm brown eyes to match. Tears rolled down his eyes, he chuckled a bit and fell asleep.

The next morning

They sat down while listening to the silence but someone had to break it, no one did. Charlie spaced out imagining , her footsteps were rushed as she went down the stairs stumbling at the last step with her green long sleeved shirt and jeans went to the kitchen , grabbed a granola bar and headed towards the door to never come back.

"When is the going to be funeral going to be planned?"

Both Charlie and Phil looked at Renée, who was looking at her hands in her lap, but answered anyway:

"Let's do it now" Charlie answered gruffly

And so they planned, the flowers would be daisy's, because of their beauty and simplicity, just like her. It would be held in a clearing near a pond, closed casket knowing if they see her it would mean it was real not a horrible nightmare that they couldn't wake up from; her classmates, close friends, the Cullen family, the Black family, The Clearwater's were invited. The time would be at twilight, ironic, the cards were made and it read:

Isabella Marie Swan

Location:

The Coral Lake

Time:

5:30 evening

"She was an old soul now going home"

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