A/N: Alright this chapter is going to switch point of view throughout it, just warning ya! Thanks for all the reviews; I love 'em!

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Charlie's Point of View:

It had been forty minutes since I got the phone call from Esme. Forty minutes since I found out my daughter was dead. Forty minutes since I realized my life would never be the same again. And forty minutes since I felt a certain sense of relief. It was tragic that Bella had died, but I couldn't help but think she was no longer suffering. The last time I had seen her, she was so worn out. Sure she had been alive, but she wasn't really living.

I walked up the stairs, and stood at her closed door. I stood there for five minutes just staring at it, before I finally found the courage to open it. I didn't dare step foot in her room, I just looked. I had never realized how easy I had it with Bella, until I looked around. There wasn't one piece of clothing on the floor, her bed was made, and her room was altogether tidy. I remembered that when I was a teenager my room was always a mess.

Finally I took a step into the room, and saw a picture on her bedside table. It was of her and Edward. She looked so happy, they both did. I had never really liked Edward, but I realized it wasn't so much that I didn't like Edward, but I didn't like that I could see myself losing my little girl to him. I sat on her bed staring at the picture, and started to cry. Then a realization hit, I needed to call the station and get a search party together. I picked up my phone and dialed the familiar number.

"Forks police station, Officer Radstiff, how can I help you?"

"Jerry, its Charlie."

"Oh, Charlie, I'm so sorry about your loss."

"How do you know?"

"One of the Cullen's…Alice, I think called. She asked me to send out a search party."

"Oh." The Cullen's were such sweet people.

"Charlie, I know it hasn't been long, but we have a lot a people out there, and we found parts of the plane, I don't think there's even the slightest chance of recovering a body. I'm sorry."

"You just keep looking." I said angrily.

"Of course Charlie."

"Bye Jerry."

"Bye." He said softly.

As I hung up the phone with Jerry, I started dialing again. On the first ring the phone was answered.

"Hello."

"Hi, it's Charlie." I wasn't sure which one of the Cullen women I was talking to just yet.

"Oh, hi Charlie, who are looking to talk to?" They asked kindly.

"Esme, but who's this?"

"This is Rosalie, I'm so sorry for your loss." She said sweetly.

"I'm sorry for yours as well."

"Thank you, I will go fetch Esme for you." She said softly.

"Thanks Rosalie." All of a minute later Esme came to the phone.

"Hello Charlie." I heard Esme say.

"I just wanted to thank you."

"For what?" Esme asked.

"For calling the station."

"Oh, well of course, Charlie, I should probably tell you something."

"Um, okay, what do you need to tell me?"

"We're moving, we can't stay here. It's just too hard." Esme said is a soft voice.

"Oh, well will you be here for Bella's funeral?" What was I talking about, I hadn't even started planning a funeral.

"Well, we leave tomorrow night…" She trailed off.

"Then I will have the funeral tomorrow afternoon." I couldn't even believe what I was saying, and I wasn't sure why I was saying it.

"Really?" She asked me skeptically.

"Yes." I said strongly, I wasn't sure where all my strength was coming from.

"Well then, we will be there." I had a question for her now.

"What about Carlisle and Edward?"

"Um, what about them?" Esme questioned.

"Well, when are you going to have their funeral?"

"We just had a small family thing last night, it's how we wanted it." She said, she sounded like she was crying.

"Oh." I said, I was at a loss for words.

"I should really be going." Esme said after a few moments.

"Of course."

"See you tomorrow Charlie, bye."

"Bye." With that we hung up.

Renee's Point of View:

I was sitting at the kitchen table flipping through a magazine, looking at the newest fashions when the phone rang.

"Hello." I answered happily.

"Renee, its Charlie." He said solemnly.

"Oh, hi Charlie. Is Bella okay?" I asked quickly, starting to panic.

"Renee…"

"Charlie what is going on?" With Bella's health I didn't feel like having things told to me slowly.

"Bella's plane crashed…she didn't make it." I gasped. Out of everything I had expected him to say, that was certainly not one of them.

"What…do you mean…her plane crashed?" I asked between deep breaths.

"The plane hit a cliff head on." Charlie sounded so sad.

"Well maybe she made it." I said hopeful.

"There's already a search team out, they haven't found her, and they don't think they will."

"Wait a minute, how long have you known for?" I asked anger filling my veins.

"I got the call about two hours ago."

"You found out that our daughter died two hours ago, and you are just now calling me?" I asked outraged.

"Renee, I'm sorry." He said, and I could tell he was sincere, I started to feel bad that I had yelled at him, and realized that I had done it because of the pain that was taking over my body.

"It's…okay." I choked out between sobs.

"I'm holding the funeral tomorrow, will you be able to come?"

"Tomorrow?" Why was he doing this so quickly.

"Yes."

"Why so soon?"

"Edward's family is leaving town tomorrow night, and I think it would mean a lot if they were there." Why would the Edward's family be leaving?

"Why are they leaving?"

"Carlisle and Edward were also on the plane, they both died. The Cullen's want to get away, it pains them too much to be here." I took in a deep breath and let it out.

"Wow."

"Yeah."

"I guess I will be there."

"Good." The tears started to cascade down my face.

"Was she in a lot of pain before the accident?" I asked.

"Yes." Charlie responded simply.

"Is it wrong to be relieved?" I tried to say it without sobbing.

"I've been asking myself the same question." Charlie sounded like he was going to cry.

"Yeah, well I'll book a flight, and I'll be there tomorrow, but I should really be going." I had to go, because I didn't want to fall apart with Charlie on the phone.

"Okay, bye Renee."

"Bye Charlie." And with that I snapped. The sobs wracked through my body.

Alice's Point of View:

Esme had asked me to go over to Charlie's after she hung with him. She asked me to help with the funeral arrangements, and of course I agreed. I headed over to Charlie's and when I got there I knocked on the door, but no one answered. I tried the handle and it was unlocked. I walked in the door, and I could hear Charlie crying. I walked silently up the stairs, and peered into Bella's bedroom. There Charlie sat with his head in his hands. I turned around and walked back down the stairs.

"Charlie…its Alice." I called out. After a few moments he emerged from Bella's room and walked down the stairs to meet me.

"What are you doing here?" He asked calmly.

"I'm here to help you with the funeral plans."

"Oh. Well, I'm not really even sure where to start." Charlie said.

"Okay, well…where would you like to have it?" I asked as kindly as I could.

"Well…I don't really know. I just want it to be somewhere peaceful and quiet." Charlie said. I remembered what Esme had told me before I left the house, and decided to ask Charlie what he thought of the idea.

"Would you like to have it at our house? I mean a lot of our stuff is all packed up, but we could have it in our living room. There's plenty of space, and we haven't packed up our chairs or couches, so there would be places to sit…" Charlie cut me off.

"That would be really great." He said sadly.

"Okay. Well I can call a florist and order the flowers, we can order, and if you don't mind, you can just tell me where the pictures of her are, and I can pick some out, and go home and set everything up."

"Well now I feel like I'm not doing anything at all." Charlie said with a small chuckle that wasn't happy at all.

"That's sort of the point." I said with a small smile.

"Oh. Well there are a few pictures up in her room, and if you go in the living room, under the television there's some photo albums. That's really the extent of pictures I have."

"Okay, well I'll get those, and be out of your way." Charlie nodded, and I went up to Bella's room. After ten minutes, I had all of Bella's pictures from her room, and I headed downstairs to the living room. I was finished there in fifteen minutes.

"Well, I have everything I need, do you need anything Charlie?"

"No thanks."

"Alright, bye Charlie, we'll see you tomorrow, and we'll get the word out about the funeral."

"Bye Alice." Right as I opened the door Charlie spoke again.

"And Alice…" I turned around to face him.

"Hmm?"

"Thank you."

"Of course Charlie." I nodded and left.

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The next day at the funeral.

Charlie's Point of View:

I walked into the Cullen home to find the most beautiful scene. There were people from all over Forks there. Beautiful flowers were placed in vases all around. Against the far wall there was a beautiful table with votives and flower pedals covering it. On the table there were several pictures of Bella beautifully set up. They had a soft melody playing in the background, and tears filled my eyes, as I realized how perfect everything was for Bella.

Alice and Rosalie approached me first and each gave me a gentle hug.

"Thank you Alice."

"You're welcome, everyone helped out."

"Thank you Rosalie."

"Of course, Bella was very important to us." She said, and the tears wouldn't stay in my eyes. Alice handed me a Kleenex.

"Thanks." She just nodded, and they walked off, and Esme came up.

"This is very beautiful." Esme nodded and gave me a hug, then she silently walked off.

Within an hour everyone had walked up to me and said hello, and gave their condolences. Finally I saw Renee walk in.

"Hi Charlie." She said, her eyes were bloodshot, she had obviously been crying.

"Hi." She gave me a tight hug, and walked over to the table with the pictures of Bella.

I continued to walk around, talking to the many people who had come. After another few hours the house had cleared out, and Renee was still staring at the pictures. I walked over to her.

"Are you okay?" I asked skeptically.

"I can't believe she's really gone." She responded wiping the tears away from her eyes.

"I know." We both stood there for several minutes.

"Would you like to get something to eat?" I asked kindly, I was starved, and I knew the Cullen's had to leave.

"Sure." She replied.

"Let me just find the Cullen's and tell them goodbye." Renee nodded.

"I'll come with you." We turned around and found that Esme, Rosalie, Alice, Emmett, and Jasper standing there.

"Thank you all, I'll miss you."

"We'll miss you too." Jasper said.

"Do you need help cleaning things up here?" I asked.

"Not at all, you guys go get something to eat." Emmett responded.

I gave each of them a hug and departed from the house.

Edward's Point of View:

I stared at Bella as she slept. Carlisle was sitting on my couch watching as well. None of us could go downstairs, everyone thought we were dead, after all this was Bella's funeral. I was happy she was asleep, I don't know how she would have handled hearing everyone cry over her. Probably not well.

Carlisle walked over to me, and placed his hand on my shoulder.

"Everything will be okay." He said.

"I thought I was the one that read minds." I said with a small smile.

"Yeah, well I can read your features." I just nodded.

"Will Bella be okay?"

"Yes." Carlisle simply stated.

Alice walked into the room.

"Everyone is gone, are you guys ready to leave? Everything is all packed up, and in the cars." Carlisle looked at me, his thoughts questioning.

I stood up, and grabbed some blankets and pillows, I started to walk out the door, but Alice stopped me.

"I'll do it, you want it in the backseat of your car, or do you want the passenger seat reclined?"

"Front seat. Thanks Alice." I said.

"Sure, I'll just think it, when it's all set." She said with a wink, I just rolled my eyes.

Carlisle left with Alice, and I just sat back down and stared down at my love. Then Alice thought it. Everything was set, it was time to leave this home. I picked Bella up carefully, trying not to disturb her, but of course she opened her eyes, but she didn't say anything she just stared up at me, with weakened eyes, and with that I realized what I was doing was right. I couldn't stand to see her the way she was. We were the last two out of the house, after I walked out, Carlisle locked the door, and I placed Bella in the car, and wrapped her up in the blankets.

"Comfortable?"

"Yes." She nodded. I kissed her sweetly on the lips, shut her door, and walked to my side.

"See you all soon." I said as I got in the car.

A/N: Alright, end of chapter. What did you think? Review please!

Shelby