Hello! Well Just to let you guys know I will be making a few corrections on the chapters while I keep writing... I will only upload new stuff on Fridays and Saturdays at night, just to let you know. Thank you for the kind reviews and following my story, it gives me hope that I am good lol.

Well same ol' story, the character belong to SM and this is my take to them. Have fun! and special hello's to JosyACullen I know you are reading!

Chapter 2: Autopilot weekend.

After half a day of changing airplanes, I finally was standing in Port Angeles airport, a little thing compared to Phoenix and Seattle. I was carrying three bags, I wasn't really struggling but two guys at the baggage claim really insisted on helping me, and I was about to tell to take a hike when my father appeared at the entrance, his sheriff uniform quiet visible, I almost wanted to laugh; not at Charlie but at the two guys whom once realized the police man was here to pick me up no words were necessary to make them dissapear.

Just like the last time he picked me up at Port Angeles we left in his police cruise, only this time I didn't feel uncomfortable with him. The reason I think might be because I remember being so close to him at the end, I missed him. I asked him about a lot of things like his job, Billy and his friends at the station, he seem pretty at ease with me at the end. The conversation about Billy turned into the conversation about my old red truck and just like last time I got really excited about it.

The words "welcome to Forks" had never meant much to me before now.

Our house brought me to tears, all the memories that no one shared with me now. The red truck in the front, all its glory faded with the paint; I couldn't help but to hopped in the back just for the sake of it, my big thing! My Chevy! I was so happy to see it, to touch it. I hugged Charlie; he will have to get used to the hugs now, I am not wasting our time together this time. He seemed surprised but pleased at the same time, as always the man that can't be moved.

The house smelled the same as the last time I had been here, pine and sand wood. The same furniture, I walked the stairs as fast as I could, trying to remember how my old room looked, but somehow this time it looked different. The bed was different, bigger, wider, the blanket comforter was beige and brown and the closet was way bigger than the other one. However the desk and the night stand were the same, I looked back at my dad, he was standing by the door.

- When did you change my furniture? – I asked, curious.

- Did you really wanted to sleep in a twin bed? And with all the clothes you and your mother sent, the old closet was useless.

- Well, I am a woman dad, its nature. We just need more clothes; it comes into to the xx chromosome.

- Hardy har har, well if you need some help to unpack call me, I'll be downstairs. Is pizza good for dinner? – He asked me, I knew there was a game in the TV he wanted to see, so I just nodded and let him go.

After all I needed to get used to this new reality. The new mattress was comfortable enough, so that's good. All my boxes were cluttered in one corner of the room. I unpacked the first two boxes and put the books away by the desk, two more boxes to go and the bags and I'll be set. I also turned on my laptop and sent an email to my mother letting her know that dad was breaking my strict diet for tonight.

The pizza was good enough, but I couldn't let myself eat more than three slices or my body would turn on me. I watched TV with my dad for a while, when he changed the channel to some comedy on Fox I forced him to change it back to ESPN, I hated stupid comedies, so I just let him know. Sometime after ten I went back to my room to finish my unpacking. Charlie came by to say good night he had to be early tomorrow at the station. I asked him if he could leave some money for groceries in the table so I can have something to do tomorrow.

The man was probably so tired of fast food he gave me the money right there and then. Once he went to sleep I continued putting stuff away in the closet. I finished probably around midnight; by then I was so exhausted that even the rain felt like a lullaby.

I slept a dreamless sleep; I was kind of glad about that, my patience was running low at this point. When I woke up it was past ten in the morning, a part of me didn't wanted to get out of bed, I just wanted to lay there until Monday morning. But I decided otherwise, I just got up and headed to the bathroom. I walked downstairs only to find my dad gone, the keys of the Chevy were lying in the kitchen bar. I was so ready to get into it, but I forgot a very important factor, I needed a shower, pronto.

The water pressure was still horrible, but it did the job, the warm water washed away some of the stress that started forming around my neck. My impatience dissipated with the scent of my shampoo and conditioner.

Looking in the mirror, I could still recognize myself, even though the changes that my body had suffered during the last few years. I still had a fair skin, but it looked so much healthier than what it used to be, my hair was longer, shinier, the reddish locks were more prominent than the brown now, thanks to my protein diet. The biggest change I think it's just my muscles, my abs were hard, my breasts even more perkier than they were before. My arms, back and legs have definition, my waist is smaller and my butt a little rounder and defined. I looked feminine and strong. I felt strong.

I am strong, I mean no vampire strong but human strong.

I took a long sleeved grey sweater, skinny jeans and my brand new rider boots. I was ready to head towards the freezing air on the outside. The rain was falling heavily at this time, I wondered if it was a good idea to wait, just to see if it dissipated to a lighter atmosphere.

But then again this is Forks, the rain could continue for three years and no one would question it. I grabbed an umbrella and headed out, the water splashing everywhere around me. I got into the truck's cabin, the smell of tobacco, gasoline and mint were the most prominent.

The familiar feel of the wheel is just wonderful under my fingertips, I used both hands to drive, just to not get completely rid of the feelings the truck incite in me. I drove effortlessly to the local thrift mart; feelings of familiarity eased the muscles that I didn't know were cramped. I grabbed everything I could afford, vegetables, cereals, meat and fruits, I had to keep the regulated diet because if I just let myself go, the last two years would go to waste. I also pick a couple of topper wear and kitchen towels; Charlie doesn't own anything like it, he isn't very good at the housewife department.

However while I am in the meat department I could feel eyes on me, I completely forgot that not even in the supermarket I was safe from the curious stares. I grabbed the last two items needed to make chicken enchiladas and directed myself towards the cash register. 53.78 dollars later I was out of the store.

I didn't wanted to head home quite yet, so I just drove around for a couple of minutes, when I drove past the school; I wish I hadn't done that, the memories flowered in my brain like an old movie in black and white, him walking towards me, him kissing me in front of the whole school, his family welcoming me as one of their own even though we could not be any more different.

"Your time is coming, hang in there honey" Elizabeth's voice echoed in my head.

- You know that's just really creepy! Get out of my head. – Like mother like son I guess, maybe that's where he got it from. Creepy mental stalkers, at least I got protection from one of them.

At home there was nothing much to do apart from dinner, so I just cleaned around a little bit, I had lunch at 1 pm, and I just decided to get out of the house for a little; maybe a good run would be good to the restlessness that seemed to be over my shoulder at every turn. A waterproof jacket, some leggings and a pair of running shoes later, I was running at the side of the street, where I knew not many cars passed by. I ran as fast as my lungs could keep me alive; every single muscle in my body burnt but that was good, feeling alive at least for a while.

And then my heart stopped, the restlessness came back full force to my tired shoulders. Coming my way at the end of the street was a black Mercedes, heading north. I knew that car. It could only belong to someone in this town. I just got a glimpse of the car, but it felt as if they were nothing more than a urban legend to me. But they were real, real as the water falling down on me right now, as real as the pavement under my feet.

I needed them, not only Edward but all of them.

But I needed him the most. The same old story.

Whit a heavy heart, I had to do a u turn and go back to Charlie's house. I didn't run this time I just let the rain wash my pain away, without even noticing I realized I had at least ran 2 miles… I will be sore tomorrow. Once I saw the empty driveway, I felt even heavier.

For how long do I have to be alone? Edward and Emma remember… They are worth it, they are worth the waiting; I showered for the second time during the day, hot scalding water in need to avoid a cold. I couldn't afford to get sick now.

At this point I was cooking in auto-pilot, trying not to think too much about anything. Once Charlie got home it became a little easier, putting a strong front for him. I didn't want him to feel bad for my pain, because in all reality it didn't have to do with him. It was my brokenhearted self. I've spent all my afternoon cooking Enchiladas for him, he seemed to love them, he asked for seconds and asked me to pack him some for tomorrow, he had to cover the morning shift for another officer.

So I will have all Sunday for me again, oh joy!

Get my sarcasm? No I don't think you did.

That way I couldn't sleep all night, thinking about what his reaction might be, he will hate me the first day that's for sure, I am going to make his suffer through one hour of hell, but there is nothing I could do on that end. The only thing that I could do was to not move and pray he would not eat me. But I needed to trust him, because if we were given this second chance at life, we got to make it count and no matter how many obstacles we go thru

The sun had risen by the time I came to that conclusion.

Thinking about the Cullen's made me think about Jacob, I had broken his heart too. The best course of action I can take this time is to not talk to him. To avoid the wolves this time instead of going to la push every chance I get. It was for the better after all, my relationship with them just complicated everything. I got out of bed once again in autopilot, drained of any kind of energy probably because of my lack of sleep. Charlie is gone this morning too. So that means no fancy breakfast, just a couple of bananas and a slice of toast with peanut butter. I drown my sorrows with milk while I put a movie on the TV, there is the old version of Robin Hood with Kevin Costner and Alan Rickman.

Alan Rickman is the man! I watched it all the way to the end and because I hadn't slept the night before, the heaviness on my body increased with each passing second, my eye lids had gotten too heavy for me to hold, so I just let them fall.

Dreams are weird, you can tell you are dreaming, but nothing is real, and then again there is always something that makes you doubt yourself. I am standing in a dark room and there is another me, kind of like a mirror image. But it's not my reflection, it's another me; another breathing Bella, she is smiling and waving and I am just standing there staring at her. She waved her hand, telling me to get closer, and I did, her lips formed a mocking smile.

When I was in front of her, she took my hand in hers and forced me forwards to walk into the darkness with her.

- Do you want to know what's inside your brain? – Her voice, my voice was strange, too mellow, and too sweet, my voice was not that high was it?

- What's going on? Who are you?

- I am you silly.

- This is too weird; I need to wake up…

- Silly Bella, you are awake! I am just here to tell you what you wanted to hear.

- I don't know what's going on in my head; clearly I have some bigger issues than I thought. – Her laughter echoed in the darkness.

- You have no idea – her expression got serious – I just wanted to tell you a secret…

I didn't say anything waiting for her to continue.

- You will always be protected.

I woke up the same way I fell asleep.

Everything was the same, the TV was on, the kitchen clean, my cup was now empty and the sun was nowhere to be seen; probably in some far away land. I looked at the clock on the wall and realized that I had slept over 6 hours. It didn't feel like it though.

Might as well start dinner, there was nothing much to do.

Steaks sound really good about now…

Until Friday! have fun!