I didn't get too much of a response for this one, but I've decided that I've gone way too long without updating something. So here is chapter 2 of Finding Father.

Rosalie kept in contact throughout my whole pregnancy, keeping it all a secret from the others. She was even able to see me after my daughter's birth. Minna Rose Cullen was born on April 21st, a week overdue. Rosalie stayed and helped me for a week after Minna's birth, before returning to Forks. I was currently living in Montana, so it wasn't too sunny for Rosalie. I still had the Cullens' credit card, and Rosalie agreed to pay it off before anyone noticed.

But after that week, I never saw her again. She still called me a couple of times a year, checking in on Minna and I. Up until Minna turned ten.

It turns out that Emmett had found out about Rosalie still contacting me and basically had a fit, telling her to leave me alone. Rosalie rang up and apologised, saying that she couldn't call anymore because Emmett thought that she was harassing me. By this time, Minna and I were living in Phoenix. When Minna turned two, Jacob returned home, so I immediately called him and told him the entire story about the car and Minna. He agreed to come and pick it up from Montana so that we could fly across the country to live somewhere warm.

It had been five years since Rosalie stopped calling. Minna's fifteenth birthday was the next day and I planned on giving her the bracelet that Jacob gave me for graduation, with the wolf charm and the heart crystal. She'd been bugging me about her father for the last month, and I hadn't given her any answers. She claimed that it was cruel to not let a girl know her father her entire life.

Minna went to bed on the evening of her birthday, looking sad.

"Cheer up Minna, I have a special present for you tomorrow," I told her, trying to get her hopes up.

"Unless it has anything to do with my dad, then I don't care," Minna grumbled.

"Well if it helps, it does have something to do with your dad. But it's not plane tickets to see him," I said and she continued grumbling into her room.

I went to bed an hour later, falling asleep quickly. I swore that in the night I heard Minna's window click closed.

* * * * *

I woke up the next morning to retrieve Minna's present from its hiding spot. When it wasn't in my wardrobe, I got confused. I had wrapped Minna's present ages ago and hidden it there so that she wouldn't find it.

I went into Minna's room empty handed and swore to find the present as soon as she was up.

Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Minna, happy birthday to you!" I sang, slightly off-key like we usually sang. It was our running joke that we both sang 'Happy Birthday' off-key.

Minna was tucked underneath her covers, not emerging yet. She was probably still a little bit cranky from last night.

"Minna, I swear that I didn't lose your present. It just doesn't want to be found right now," I said. There was no reply from Minna.

"Minna, if you get up right now, I'll make my special banana and walnut pancakes," I bribed her. Banana and walnut pancakes were Minna's favourite, and she never passed them up. There was still no answer from her.

"Right Minna, that's it," I said, ripping her covers off her. I was shocked to realise that it wasn't her. It was a bunch of pillows in the shape of her. There was a note left on one of the pillows.

Mom,

I'm going to find my dad. You once said that he lived in Forks, so I'm going to find him. I bought the tickets with the credit card that Aunt Rosie pays off. I hope you don't mind.

I love my present. The wolf is adorable and the heart sparkles like a million diamonds. I couldn't have asked for a better present. Thank you.

I have my cell on me if you want to reach me; I hope you're not angry.

Lots of love,

Minna xoxo

So Minna bought plane tickets with a credit card that a family member we never see pays off. She's a smart girl, my one. I was only slightly angry that she hadn't told me about it earlier. At least I solved the case of the missing present.

I knew that Edward wouldn't be in Forks. They would have left some time after I did and they probably wouldn't return there for at least another hundred years, making sure that everyone was dead.

I sent Minna a text message, saying that I wasn't angry and that I hoped that she had a happy birthday.

I just hope that she doesn't find him.

MPOV:

As the plane started its descent to Port Angeles, I admired the charm bracelet. Mom has really good taste in jewellery, and because the charms were made from two different materials, it really made them stand out.

As soon as I gathered my one bag of luggage, I called a taxi from the airport to Forks. It only cost me twenty dollars, so I was relieved.

Visiting the neighbourhood seemed like a good idea; hopefully someone would know where my father lived. Maybe I'd be able to find his house with some luck.

The first house I came to had a blonde guy about mom's age outside of it, sunning himself on the barest hint of sun. My heart lifted. This could be my father.

I went up to him, my heart full of confidence.

"What can I do for you?" the blonde guy asked.

"I'm in Forks looking for my father. My mom's name is Isabella Swan, but she preferred Bella. And my dad's last name is Cullen," I said to him.

"Well, that'd be me. Mike Cullen," the blonde guy said. I'd finally found my dad! I rang mom straight up to tell her my good news.

"Hey mom, guess what! I found dad!" I said excitedly.

"That's great sweetheart," Mom said.

"But you didn't say that his name was Mike," I said to her. There was a silence on the other side of the phone.

"Mike? That's not your father's name. I never slept with Mike. Does he have blonde hair?" Mom asked me.

"Um, yeah."

"That's not your father honey. Mike Newton had a huge crush on me in high school and he'd do anything to get noticed by me again. Don't worry sweetie, keep looking. You'll find him."

I hung up and went to glare at Mike, but he was disappearing into the house.

The next house that I came to had a police cruiser and a car the same as what mom drove when I was really young in front of it.

I knocked on the door of the house, suddenly feeling nervous. I had every right to be more nervous when a tall guy who looked to be about ten years older than me, with short dark hair, dark skin and huge muscles opened the door.

"Can I help you?" he asked me.

"Um, I came here on the search for my father. All I know is that he lived in Forks sixteen years ago and my mom had to leave him. And that his last name is Cullen."

The dark guy looked at me a bit closer and I felt a bit scared, my green eyes wild and my short, straight, bronze hair quivering with me.

"Can I ask you your name?" he asked me.

"M-Minna Rose Cullen," I stammered and the dark guy pulled me into a huge hug.

"Minna! It's so great to see you again!" I was confused about how this guy knew me, and it was obviously evident on my face, because he proceeded to explain.

"Your mom borrowed that red car of mine out there when she left Forks and I think that you were about two years old. My name is Jacob," the dark guy said. Now I remembered him.

"I remember you now. I was just a bit scared when some stranger gave me a hug," I said shakily, running my hand through my hair. Jacob noticed the bracelet on my wrist and held my hand, looking at it.

"It's pretty, isn't it?" I said to Jacob.

Jacob looked me in the eyes. "Minna, I made that wolf charm for your mom. I put it on this bracelet and gave it to her as a graduation present. Of course, Cullen just had to go and ruin it with that big rock," Jacob muttered at the end, fingering the heart pendant.

"If it makes you feel any better, I've always like the wolf charm better than the heart," I said, "The heart was so plain and the wolf has so much detail on it."

Jacob grinned, then opened the door wider. "Don't stand out in the cold, come inside."

I walked inside to see a man with the same coloured skin and hair as Jacob's only his hair was longer. I guessed that it was Jacob's dad, but I had no idea who the brown haired, middle-aged guy next to him was. When I walked in, they both looked at me like I was some sort of alien.

"Look who I dragged in off the streets," Jacob said, "Nah, not really. She knocked on the door first. She claims that she's looking for her father. She said that her father lived in Forks sixteen years ago," Jacob said to the guys.

"My daughter lived here sixteen years ago too. Then one day she tells me that she's pregnant and leaving her fiancé. And I never heard from her again," the brown haired guy said. "I'm Charlie."

"But he's usually known as Police Chief Swan," Jacob's dad said.

"My mom's last name is Swan. Although she gave me my dad's last name for some reason," I said, blowing it off as an unimportant detail. Charlie took a bit more interest in me.

"What did you say that your name was?" he asked me.

"I didn't. It's Minna. Minna Cullen." Charlie dropped the beer can he was holding and Jacob's dad fumbled to keep a hold of his.

"Are you Bella's daughter?" Jacob's dad asked me. I nodded my head slowly. What were they getting at? I had never been this confused.

"Yeah, I am. How does that make any difference in finding my dad?" I asked them.

Charlie stuttered a few things, but couldn't get a whole word out. I started looking around the room. There were some pictures of a girl with hair and eyes like my mom's. Then I realised that it was my mom.

"Hey, this is my mom. How did you know her?" I asked Charlie. It all clicked into place.

"Oh my god," I said softly, covering my mouth with my hand.

"Charlie, meet your granddaughter, Minna. Minna, this is your grandfather, Charlie."

I ran to Charlie and scooped him up in a big hug. We hugged for a few minutes, until the silence was now awkward and I pulled away.

"How's your mom doing Minna?" Charlie asked me.

"She's doing fine. She's been taking summer classes at the University of Arizona and working as the editor's assistant for some big fashion magazine during the rest of the time," I said to Charlie.

"How does she make enough money doing that?" Charlie asked me.

"Well, when mom left dad, she sorta took his black credit card with her," I said slowly, hearing Charlie's chuckles, "But my aunt Rose was nice enough to pay whatever we bought with it off. So we're good moneywise."

"Aunt Rose? As in Rosalie Hale?" Charlie asked me. I shrugged my shoulders.

"I don't know. She has blonde hair and lived with my dad," I said.

"That's strange. Rosalie hated Bella," Charlie mused. I was shocked as to why Aunt Rose would hate mom, because when they spoke they sounded like the best of friends. It was only ten o'clock in the morning and I'd already found my grandfather.

"Charlie, do you know where my dad lives now?" I asked him. He furrowed his brow.

"I know that his father, your other grandfather, is a doctor. I have a feeling that they moved to Spokane which is about seven hours away from here. I think that they might still be there."

Aunt Rose was in my contacts because mom decided that maybe if I talked to her every once in a while she'd know that we were still thinking of her. I sent her a short message.

Hey, where r u living now? Xoxo

I waited for a reply. I often asked Aunt Rose where she was living at the time, because I thought that it was cool that she'd move every five years. She'd always reply, no questions asked.

Spokane, Washington. And happy birthday Minna! Xox

I smiled at Aunt Rose's message. She could always make me smile.

"Yeah, she's living in Spokane. Do you think that you could help me buy a plane ticket there?" I asked Charlie.

"Of course I could. I would do anything for you." Anything, hey?

"And would you call mom? I know she's been missing you. Nana Renee can sometimes be too much for her to handle." Charlie smiled again while Jacob gestured for me to come outside with him.

"Minna, Charlie is a bit of a technophobe. He can't use any kind of technology except for a flat screen plasma or a fishing sonar," Jacob explained to me, "So I'll book your tickets to Spokane for you." Jacob gestured for me to come into his car while he started up the engine and I revelled in how much it felt like home.

Jacob lived in a little Indian reservation called La Push. It was alright and Jacob waved to most of the guys we passed on our way to his house. Some of the guys were actually really hot, and they were all so buff, it was hard not to drool.

We got to Jacob's place and my ticket was booked within minutes. I was so excited that I'd be meeting my dad tomorrow. Hopefully he'd make some room in his life for me. If not, I'd leave him like mom did.

Soooo...I know that they're short, but they will be for now. Later on when the plot unfolds a bit more, they'll start getting longer. Keep an eye out for new stories and chapters of previous stories! Don't forget to review!