The Overdose

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyers owns all Twilight and the Characters

I just wanted to see what would happen if Bella and Edward met later in life

Song(s) for the chapter: Photograph By; Nickleback

Remember By: Harry Nilsson

Chapter 4: Old Memories

BPOV

I couldn't shake that feeling that Edward was staring at me as I walked away. Was there something on the back of my jacket? I didn't know and flat out didn't care. I had to forget about him at the moment and worry about more important things. As soon as I reached Mr. Webber's desk he handed me a couple of notebooks. They were pretty thick, but it didn't matter as long as it kept me busy.

"These are the notebooks for controlled substance procedures, and the new insurance procedures," he said.

"Is it ok if I go to the cafeteria and read through them," I asked. I was hoping that he would say yes, so that I get out of Edward's view.

"Why go to the cafeteria," he said. I didn't understand, did I say something to offend him. "Why not go to your own office."

"My own office," I was shocked.

"Charlie said that since you turned down many job offers to come back home you at least deserved your own office," he finished saying.

I would have to thank Charlie when I got home. He would be the only one to think of getting me my own office. "Ok, where is it," I asked.

"It's the first door to the left when you leave the pharmacy," he said as I turned to leave. "Oh, Bella you might need these." He tossed me the keys.

"Thanks Mr. Webber," I said when I caught the keys. I headed out the door as fast as I could.

I unlocked the door to my new office and found that Charlie had already placed a few pieces of furniture and pictures around it. I put the notebooks on my desk, and absorbed everything that was going on. It had been a crazy morning and it wasn't even ten o'clock yet. First my truck wouldn't start, secondly I saw Jessica and Mike, and third Edward acted weird towards me. The whole indecent with Edward was still running in my mind. I needed to clear it, so I decided to look at the pictures that Charlie had put in here.

There were pictures hanging on the wall, sitting on my desk and the bookshelves. The first picture that came to my attention was the one that had Charlie, my mom Renee, and myself in it. I remember that day it was my high school graduation.

"Oh, Bella I couldn't be more prouder of you," my mom said. I looked a lot like my mom but with longer hair.

"Mom, don't make me cry," I said. I was just happy to have her, Charlie, and Phil together on this great occasion. Charlie and Phil were getting along great, they talked about baseball nonstop.

"Why don't the three of you get together and I'll take a picture," Phil suggested. Mom and Charlie didn't disagree about this and went for it. I stood in the middle with Charlie on my left and mom on my right.

That was a great day it was one of the few times that I actually saw Charlie not in either his police uniform or in fishing gear. I on the other hand was in a bright yellow robe and stood out very easily.

I couldn't help but smile when I thought back on that day. I realized then that I had a great family that would love me no matter what. I continued to look around at the rest of the pictures that were here. There were pictures of Angela and myself when we were in high school. There were pictures of me with each Charlie and Renee at different ages. I laughed with each picture that I saw, they each brought back a special time in my life. The next frame almost brought a tear to my eye, he had framed my acceptance letter to pharmacy school.

It was Christmas a little over four years ago, I was in from college and spending it with Charlie. I would alternate holidays between mom and Charlie, but this Christmas I wanted to go home to Forks. I had already called mom with the good news, and wanted to surprise Charlie in person.

"Bella, that's wonderful that you got in," she said. "Of course I will understand if you want to spend Christmas with Charlie." I was happy that she understood my request.

"Mom, I will fly down and spend my spring break with you and Phil," hoping that would make up for it.

"Tell Charlie I said hi," she continued to say. " Bella, I love you."

"I love you too, mom," I told her.

The next thing that I remember it was Christmas morning and we opening presents. Charlie had given me a gift card to a bookstore, he was never good at shopping for me. I could never blame him, I have gotten some sort of a gift card since I was thirteen years old. Now it was my turn to give him my gift. I could have gone to the Newton's store to get him that brand new fishing rod but I didn't. I already knew what I was going to give him, and hoped that it would beat out any old fishing rod.

"Ok, dad my turn to give you my gift," I told him when I handed him the envelope.

"Is it the news that I hope it is," he asked before pulling the letter out.

"I'm not telling," by this time I was joking with him.

He pulled the letter out and started to read it out loud. "Dear Ms. Swan, I would like to congratulate," he stopped reading and dropped the letter. It was silent so I had to break the silence.

"Call me, Dr. Swan," I said smiling.

"Bells, this is the best present you could have gotten me," he said. It looked as if he was about to cry as he hugged me.

"Thanks, dad," I told him. "This is why I wanted to come home for Christmas and not spring break."

"Kid-o you don't need a holiday to come home anytime you want," he said. I knew that he was right, I could always come home. He was just reassuring me and I was happy that he did.

It took a while for me to get used to living in Forks at first, but now I was glad to call this place my home.

That was probably one of the best Christmas's that I had ever had. I can still hear Charlie's voice in my head sometimes telling me that it's okay to come home. I knew that I needed to get to reading those notebooks but there was one photo sitting on my desk. It was taken the day I left for Knoxville at the airport. It was just me and Charlie and he was hugging me goodbye. I had think for a minute because I didn't remember taking it. Then it hit me Waylon was there with a camera.

"Flight 453 to Knoxville is now boarding," was announced over the intercom.

"You ready Bells," I heard Charlie say.

"Yeah, I'm ready," I told him. "Now take care of my truck when I'm gone." I was teasing him hoping to lighten the mood.

"I'm going to miss you Bells, " he was trying not to show any emotion. "If you need anything, call home."

"I'm going to miss you too dad," I told him smiling. "I'll remember that if I need anything to call you."

He grabbed me a gave me a great big hug, and just held me for just a minute. "I've got to go dad," I told him. "Love you, dad."

"Love you too Bells," he said. "Call when you land."

"I promise I will," I said as went to board my flight.

The last thing I remember is looking back at Charlie and seeing him wipe a tear from his face. Before I left I waved at him one more time and smiled.

I couldn't believe that Waylon took that picture, but I was glad that he did. That was probably one of the best memories I have with Charlie. After looking at the picture I decided to open up the notebooks and start reading. As I opened up the controlled substance notebook I dug my ipod out of lab coatand turned it on to Debussy. The music started to play and I got lost in the world of pharmacy.