CHAPTER 3

SEARCHING

20 YEARS LATER

So much for beauty sleep.

Her alarm clock had just gone off, bringing her out of a particularly good dream; one that was fading fast, something about a bronze haired man. She shook her head. He must of been another model she had crossed paths with. Goodness knows she had seen enough of them.

Throwing the plush covers off of herself, she stood up and surveyed the room.

It was one of the most posh places she had ever had the privilege of staying in. The decor was very modern, featuring sharp crisp lines and bright solid colors. The fabrics used, were the lushest she had ever felt, and the smell, Chanel number 5, was so luxurious.

7:30 AM

She glared at the clock as she turned it off. She then went to the bathroom and took a shower. Upon getting out of the tub, she found a cushy white bath robe waiting for her. In the living area of the huge hotel room, breakfast had been brought in. Just as she sat down to take a bite of a scrumptious looking muffin, there was a knock at the door.

Right on time, as always.

She answered the door. Before she had even seen who was at the other side, they rushed in, carrying a wide array of different sized bags.

"Alice," she greeted, "Anything interesting today?"

The woman, Alice, dropped her bags on the unmade bed and turned around with flourish.

"Just the Dolce and Gabbana spring collection," she squealed.

Lana smiled. Alice truly loved clothes, it was the first thing she had found out about her when she first ran into the girl. They had been friends for a long time. It was Alice that had suggested that she get involved in the modeling world.

She was tiny little thing, with short spiky hair. For some strange reason, though, Alice reminded her of someone she used to know, but she could never figure out who it was.

"Well, I'm ready,"Lana said taking a seat again, "Do your worst."

Alice smiled and motioned to her assistant. The assistant, a young girl, pulled out a large case and set it up on the coffee table in front of Lana. Alice joined her and the two immediately got to work on making Lana into the drop dead gorgeous beauty she was known for.

What a day.

It was barely night fall, and she had been all over the city, New York city to be exact. At 10am she had had a talk show interview about a perfume she was promoting. Then she had had to go to a fitting for a runway show she was to walk next week. Then she had two back to back photo shoots for Dolce and Gabbana. It was tough work, but she absolutely enjoyed it...for the most part. Now she was sitting on her bed in her hotel room waiting for Alice to come back from her "errands".

When Alice finally burst through the doors, she was as chipper as ever.

"I'm ready if you are," she smiled, pulling off her sunglasses. She was wearing black skinny jeans, a brown animal print top, green strappy wedges, loads of golden bangles, and a funky matching necklace.

"You look great as always," Lana said standing up.

"And you too," Alice exclaimed. "And you did this all by yourself?"

Lana rolled her eyes. She was wearing a red keyhole halter top, an old pair of artfully ripped jeans, and matching red pumps. The look had a relaxed but alluring sense about it. It looked perfect on Lana.

"Jasper coming?" Lana asked.

"Nah, not this time," she pouted, "Something about the way New Yorkers smelled to him."

The both of them burst out giggling as they left the room.

"So what's on the agenda tonight?" Lana asked.

"A Little of this and a little of that," was all she replied.

As it turned out, a little of this and a little of that turned out to be dancing at three different clubs, crashing a ball (Literally), and meeting up with some other model friends of theirs. It was almost 5am before they got back to the hotel room.

"What a night," Alice said as she let herself fall into the bed.

"Yeah," Lana said a little wistfully. She went to the window and gazed out of it sadly.

Seeing this, Alice sat up.

"I know that look," she said.

Lana smiled.

"You know me too well."

"I guess is should of expected it. We have been doing this for quite some time, longer than usual."

"This filled me up more than the other things I guess," she said.

"But?"

"Its not working anymore," Lana said simply.

Alice fell back onto the bed.

"What now then?"

Lana turned back to the window.

"You've been a multi-platinum singer, an Olympic figure skater, and a world class supermodel," she smirked. "Whats there left to do?"

At this Lana laughed.

"Your guess is as good as mine."

Alice propped herself up on her elbow and faced Lana.

"You know, I still can't figure you out."

Lana smiled to herself. "Is that why you're still around?"

Alice looked horrified.

"No!, I just mean, you know, being able to see the future and all, I should be able to know what you're looking for."

Lana turned from the window and sat on the bed next to Alice.

"How can you know, when I don't even know myself?"

"You're one strange vampire Lana," Alice said shaking her head.

"And you're not?" Lana remarked.

The two lapsed into a comfortable silence.

Then Alice spoke up.

"So what will it be this time?" Alice said turning to look at Lana. "We've done a plane crash, suicide, a pedestrian accident...how do you want to do it this time?"

Lana frowned.

"You talk about it so nonchalantly"

"Well its true."

Lana thought for a few minutes.

"How about a Car Crash?"

Alice sighed and was quiet.

"What is it?" Lana asked concerned.

Alice sighed.

"It's nothing" she said shaking her head.

"No, really," Lana pressed.

Alice stared at Lana for a few seconds, then spoke.

"It's just, I had a friend who died in a car crash and I never got to say goodbye to her and we kind of left her on bad terms in the first place and-"

Lana bent over and hugged Alice.

"It okay, you don't need to talk about if you don't want to."

Alice sighed. "You're a good friend, Lana," she smiled, "You remind me of her sometimes."

Lana smiled.

"So what do you say?" Lana asked.

Alice smiled mischievously.

"I say lets make it good," she pulled out her cell phone and called Jasper. After a few minutes she put the phone away."It's all set up, you and I have a meeting with Avenue A and 11th street," Alice then began gathering all the clothes that had piled up in the room.

"Your taking all of that with us?" Lana asked smiling.

Alice put her hand on her hip.

"You think I'm gonna leave all this behind? We haven't even had a chance to wear some of this stuff!"

Lana laughed.

"Only you Alice, only you."

As soon as the two were all packed up, they left the room and checked out of the hotel. Leaving on the pretense that they were on their way to the airport in their rental car, no one suspected a thing. After a brief stop at the post office, the two made their way to the agreed upon intersection.

TRAGIC CAR ACCIDENT CLAIMS LIFE OF SUPERMODEL

December 1st

NEW YORK, NY - Supermodel Lana Linnea died in a fatal car crash while on her way to the airport. She had just finished a whirlwind promotion tour for her own line of perfumes in addition to several photo shoots for the upcoming spring fashion season; the reason she was in New York at this time.

Linnea is noted for bursting on the scene with her controversial Siberian tiger Gucci ads. Ever since then, she has been a fashion staple, modeling for virtually every designer in the world. She not only made a career modeling, but also made or broke designers careers by modeling for them. She was a keen business woman and will be sorely missed by the fashion world.

Also killed in the crash, the other driver, and Linnea's beloved assistant Alice Brandon. Brandon has been by Linnea's side throughout her career and it is only fitting that she would be at her side even in death.

"She's hot," Emmett said staring at the TV screen. "She looks just like you," he said looking at his wife before promptly being punched in the arm.

"She doesn't look even remotely like me," Rosalie scoffed, "And she's dead."

"Come on," Emmett continued, "Seriously, she does, its creepy."

"Also in the car at the time was Linnea's assistant Alice Brandon," the TV screen blared. A picture flashed of Alice.

"No way!" Emmett said.

Rosalie rolled her eyes and grabbed the remote. The TV was off faster then you could blink.

"This is boring."

"Hey!" Emmett whined.

"Who cares what she's doing, she left, remember?" Rosalie said standing up.

"But you gotta think its weird that she would go off and make friends with a Rosalie look alike don't you think?" Emmett reasoned.

Rosalie once again rolled her eyes.

"You're thinking to hard, it doesn't suit you."

"Oh come on babe," he said. "I was just being curious," he put on is best puppy eyed look.

She couldn't resist.

"Oh fine," she sighed, she sat back down on the couch next to Emmett and handed him the remote, then they went on as if nothing had happened.

"So what now?" Alice said. She and Lana had met outside of town with Jasper and were now contemplating their next step.

Jasper was staring at Lana. The last time he had saw her, she had been a blond Rosalie look alike, but now she looked more like Esme. This only added to his confusion, because when he had first met her, she had looked remarkably like Alice.

"Oh Jasper," Alice teased, "Stop staring at her, you're making me jealous."

His eyes got big as he began to stutter and apologize.

Lana only smiled.

"I'm weird, I know."

"Not weird, silly," Alice said, "Just unique, I think your talent suits you."

Lana smirked.

"I guess, I have to admit its dead useful."

Jasper snorted.

"So..." Alice said pointedly.

Lana looked at the floor.

"I was thinking we go and see your family," she looked up hopefully.

Alice and Jasper looked at each other.

"Just a minute," Alice said. She closed her eyes and concentrated for a few minutes, then a huge smile lit up her face. She opened her eyes.

"Their back in forks!" she exclaimed. she turned to Jasper. "Rosalie and Emmett are there too."

"And...Edward?" Jasper said hesitantly.

"He's back too."

"Seems as if you guys are the last pieces of the puzzle" Lana said happily. She had been telling Alice she had wanted to meet her family, but the time had never seemed right.

Alice smiled and hugged Lana tight.

"They're going to love you!" she exclaimed, "But-"

"But what?" Lana said.

"You can't go there looking like this."

"Like what?" she said confused.

Jasper spoke up.

"You like like our mom," he said bluntly.

Lana mouthed a silent 'oh' and concentrated. The first image that came to her mind was the bronze haired man. A few minutes later, she opened her eyes.

Alice and Jasper looked uncomfortable.

Lana now had waste length bronze hair, brooding green eyes, and pale skin.

"She looks like Ed-" Jasper said to Alice his eyes not moving from Lana's face.

"Can you try again?" Alice interrupted, "Some thing a little more low key."

Lana raised her eyebrow, but complied none the less. After a few minutes, she opened eyes, only to see a shocked Alice and Jasper staring back.

"You definitely cannot go there looking like that," Alice said, looking a little shell shocked. Jasper nodded fervently in agreement.

Lana looked confused and almost hurt. She pulled out her compact and looked in the mirror. She had long chocolate brown hair, fair-skin, brown eyes, and a heart shaped face. Wasn't this normal enough?

"What's wrong with this look?" she asked.

"You just...look like my brothers long lost ex-girlfriend."

"Oh," Lana said looking at the ground."I'm sorry".

"You didn't know," Alice said, putting her hand on Lana's shoulder.

Lana sighed, and looked conflicted. She concentrated really hard this time, and opened her eyes.

Alice sighed.

"I suppose it will do."

Lana looked into her mirror. She had brown shoulder length, spiky hair, and a heart shaped face; sort of a combination between Alice and Alice's brother's ex-girlfriend.

Jasper looked slightly weary of Lana now.

"We better get going," he said. He got into the drivers seat of their waiting car. It was a black BMW. Nothing too fancy, but fast none the less.

Alice got into the front passenger side seat, which left Lana in the back all alone.

As she got in, she noticed Alice and Jasper share a look, before the car started and they were off. She couldn't help like feeling she had done something wrong, but she couldn't figure out what.