CHAPTER THREE: BREATH OF FRESH AIR

I landed in Port Angeles 6 hours later. I was lucky to get a direct flight. I walked out of the terminal to see Charlie sitting in the chairs to the left of me. I spotted him before he seen me. He was sitting there shaking his leg with anticipation. As soon as he seen people coming out of the terminal he stood up scanning the area for me. He spotted me and I ran towards him. I can't describe the feeling of relief that washed over me as soon an I was in my dads embrace. I cried, "Everything is going to be ok now."

"Your ok now Bell's, everything is going to be ok." He picked up my bags and said, "let's go home."

"Please." I said with a sigh. We got out to the cruiser and headed back to Forks.

I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up we were passing the "Welcome to Forks" sign. I sat up straight and yawned. "I can't believe I fell asleep."

"It's alright, I figured you had a rough night."

"I was so afraid that they weren't going to let me go. I was afraid Edward wasn't going to let me go." I couldn't tell him that the Cullen's were there when I got there. There was no way they would have known. I hated keeping secrets from Charlie, but there weren't my secrets to share.

"Well, the important thing is that you're here now. Your safe and sound." he said with a huge smile on his face.

"It feels really good to be back Dad. Does anyone know that I'm coming home?"

"No, I wanted everyone to be surprised. I invited everyone over for a barbeque this afternoon and I figured that would be a good time to do the unveiling." He said with a chuckle.

"That's a great idea Dad, I can't wait to see everyone."

As we got closer to town I could smell the moisture in the air. The clouds heavy and dark in they sky, I remember why the Cullen's came there. I quickly scolded myself for thinking about them. I watched the rain, and it was as if it was washing away all of my doubts and my anxiety. A new me. I smiled at the thought.

We pulled into the driveway and I seen the house. I don't know what came over me. It must have been the feeling of relief. I was home. Standing in the misting rain, I began to cry. Charlie tried to soothe me the best that he could, but it just didn't work. I wasn't crying because I hurt. I was crying because I felt for the first time in four years, that I was where I was supposed to be.

"Let's get you in the house Bella." Charlie led me into the house.

"I'm sorry dad, I'm just over emotional right now. I think it has to do with me being so tired. Is it alright if I go to my room and sleep it off?"

"Of course Bell's. I'll wake you when it's time to get ready for the Barbeque. Your going to have a lot of surprised and excited people on your hands you know."

"I know I will, I'm just as excited. I'll see you in a little bit."

"It's good to have you home."

"It's good to be home." I said as I walked up the stairs. I stopped in front of her door, took a deep breath, and walked inside. It was just as I left it. I looked at the deep purple comforter that Charlie had gotten me when I first came back to Forks, and smiled. I stretched, slipped of my shoes and walked towards my bed. I stopped when I looked at my head board. There, I seen something that made my heart skip a beat. There hanging just were I left it was the dream catcher that Jake had gotten me to keep away my bad dreams. I crawled onto my bed and ran my fingers over it. "Jake." I sighed. Remembering when he gave it to me. I laid my head down and within minutes I was fast asleep.