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Hey guys! This is the third chapter! I hope you guys like it and are enjoying this story as much as i am writing it! I just can't seem to stop! Chapter four soon!

Chapter 3:

"Why do I have to go Alice?" I begged, "School starts back tomorrow..."

"And you want to get a good night's sleep?" she said, placing her hand on her hip, "Please Edward?"

I looked at her pouting face and groaned, "Why can't you go yourself?"

"Because..." she looked around her room, where she had beckoned me just minutes earlier, "Because I'm busy." She said reaching for her laptop.

"Busy? With what?" I asked dubiously.

"I have an English paper due in tomorrow." She said quickly.

My eyes narrowed as I read her thoughts.

Macbeth essay on Duncan... Due in for... Edward stop it!

"I'm not lying to you!" she said aloud, "I just need you to go... Please?" she asked nicely, putting her famous pout on again.

My shoulders dropped and she jumped up, already seeing my answer, "Thank you!" she laughed.

"Whatever... It'll give me something to do. I could ask Emmett to com-"

"No!" she interrupted and I looked at her curiously, "Uh... Because you'll get distracted and you'll either not pick it up or you'll pick up the wrong one..."

"Fine." I nodded, "Have you got the receipt?" I held out my hand.

"Yes." She said, reaching for her purse and slipping it out from a hidden compartment. "It's that little dressmaker shop on the corner... You know the one beside the bookstore?"

I nodded, "Why couldn't you've picked up yesterday when you and Rose went to Port Angeles?" I asked.

She shrugged, "I tried, but it was closed when we got there..." she mumbled.

"Yeh, sure." I said walking from the room and heading downstairs.

I heard Alice call a thank you from her mind and I could sense laughter in her thoughts. She was laughing at me because I couldn't turn her down when she asked me to do something for her, I felt like a muppet, a vampire muppet.

"Going somewhere?" Carlisle asked from the living room.

I looked at him and smiled, "Yes, a message for Alice."

He nodded knowingly and continued to read the book in his hands.

I walked out the door and jumped into my Volvo. I started the car and drove carefully down the long, winding lane that lead out of the forest and into the main town of Forks.

As soon as I was on the highway I hit the accelerator and speed up to 85mph, the fastest I could go in daylight.

I turned up the music and hummed along gently, my thoughts lingering around Bella and Alice.

Alice was acting so weird lately. Constantly hiding things from me, continuously saying things that made no sense and relentlessly talking about Bella all the time.

I pondered over the idea of Alice hiding something from me. We were both so close because of the powers we had and because I was the one who led her to the Cullen's.

After I'd left the O'Kelly's and had been living on animal blood for about a year, I found Carlisle, Esme, Rosalie and Emmett. I'd joined their family without a second's hesitation and I loved them from the first day.

Emmett and I had been out hunting and when we'd returned I found the contents of my room had been moved to the top floor of our massive house and I found Alice unpacking her things in my room.

Her thoughts were gentle and kind and as soon as she saw me she knew exactly who I was.

She explained to the family how she saw me, and how I'd joined the Cullen's. She then had a vision of Jasper, her soul mate. And consequently she knew they would join our family and she would have my room. But I knew it was because I had a bigger wardrobe.

I shook my head and laughed at the events of over seventy years ago. I pulled up in a space a little walk away from the dressmakers.

I climbed out of the car in one sharp movement and began to walk along the street towards the shop.

I could hear people both inside and outside their minds, most of them saying something completely different from what they were thinking.

I smiled and as I passed the bookstore.

And suddenly not only did I smell another vampire, but I heard their laugh.

Their very distinct laugh.

I turned sharply and stared through the window, my eyes becoming wide and my mouth dropping open at the sound I never thought I'd hear again.

The girls laugh was so sweet and gentle it could only belong to one person.

I watched the girls back in horror and suddenly she turned around and I saw her face.

"Bella..." I whispered.

I could've swore, just for one second, that my heart started to beat again.

I stopped breathing and I was glued to the spot. My head was screaming at me, my heart was tearing through my chest, I should've gone through the shop door, hauled her into my arms and never let her go, but I just couldn't move.

It was Bella. My Bella.

I never thought I'd see her again. I thought she was dead... How could she be alive? She was obviously a vampire, but who changed her and when? There was no way she could've survived the fire, but the O'Kelly's claimed that they never changed a girl, only me.

I watched her for a moment, my eyes feeling like they would produce tears if they could.

Her hair was a deep chocolate brown, the same length as it was back in 1918. Her eyes weren't brown anymore, but gold. Trust my Bella to be a vegetarian, she always hated the thought of hurting someone. Her skin was still delicate and it looked so soft. She wore tight skinny jeans and a blue shirt, which made her look... Gorgeous, would be the gentlemanly word to use.

I continued to gaze at her as she looked around the bookshop, probably wondering who called her name. She didn't see me and so I was safe to look at her until I could comprehend what was happening and perhaps talk to her.

She looked back down at the book and laughed aloud once more, the sound that was like music to my ears.

I tried to listen to her thoughts, to hear her voice once again, even if it was the one inside her head. But as I listened, I heard nothing... I tried again, I tried harder. Nothing.

She must be a shield.

My Bella had a power, and an amazing power if I couldn't get through it...

I gazed at her again and shook my head disbelievingly.

I'd found her... After all these years of mourning her. If I'd only known she was alive... I would've searched the earth until I found her.

I felt something simmer inside me, something that had always been there, but it was stronger now. It was my love for her. I'd loved her memory for ninety two years and now, once again I could love her.

I smiled, and I could feel the love and happiness shining in my eyes.

Suddenly a thought struck me as I took in her own happiness.

Did she know I was alive? If she did I'm sure she would've come looking for me...

So she obviously didn't.

And in that case, why wasn't she as mournful as I had been for the last ninety two years? Why did she look so happy?

I swallowed convulsively as the realisation crashed down on me...

She'd moved on.

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