Well, we are here for the next chapter in their wonderful journey. Where might I take us this time...hummmm...
Lots' of Things' happening for the two of them... Hope you will stay with me as it is only going to become more intense.
I hope you are enjoying it along with me.
I have managed to obtain another beta, BellaEdwardlover1991, who has also written quite a few stories of her own.
Please go check them out.
I still have my trusty and true friend, Arc Morpheus, that also helps me tremendously. Also my wifey !
I want to thank you both for all your help...very, very much appreciated...otherwise the readers' would have a hard time
deciphering my mess.
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I still want copyrights to Robert's body...oh well, doesn't hurt to dream.
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Hope the rest of you enjoy...my first time writing a 'lemon'...got a little HOT for me...whew...
Anyway, on with the story...
CHAPTER 8
FEELINGS, QUESTIONS, RETURNING TO HOLLYWOOD
ONCE YOU CHOOSE HOPE, ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE
~CHRISTOPHER REEVES~
~EPOV~
So, she's here. Why did I not even give it a thought? The feelings have been so strong today, they have practically been all I've thought about. Now, Emmett
is sitting here and he is telling me...well, not actually telling me, but from the look in his eyes and the expression on his face I know it...she's here! Now, if I can
just get him to tell me exactly where she is.
"Alright Emmett, you don't have to say a word...your eyes told me that I'm right. Now, if you will please tell me exactly where, then maybe Bella and I can figure
this out," I ask pleadingly. Emmett is sitting there with his head in his hands and just shakes his head at me.
"But why? Why can't you help us both out? We're both being plagued by these dreams...you said so yourself. Then, let us try together...please," sounding desperate.
"Edward, here is what I'll do. Let me go check on her and tell her what you want, and see if that is alright with her. It makes sense to me, man...give her a break.
After the way she looked today, she may want to just sleep on it, and then maybe see you. You need to consider her feelings, too," Emmett states bluntly.
I look at him, and I can see this is the only option I have...he's not going to give me any information. Honestly, it make's sense...I don't want to scare her away.
"Ok, Emmett. Go and check on her and tell her I want to meet her, and that I want us to figure this thing out together. And that it won't be anyone but me and
her...unless she wants someone there, maybe to make her more comfortable, more secure. Emmett, I would never let anything harm her in any way. I would much
rather it be me."
Emmett states sternly, "I'll go check on her, but don't send anyone to follow me to try to find out where she is...and I will know. I'll give her your message, and then
I'll either call you if she wants you to come on, or I'll tell you when I get back. Agree?"
"Yes!" I say, sounding defeated.
"I'll be back as quick as I can, then," Emmett says and leaves.
God, it is so tempting to just send Jacob with him, but I have to admit it is her decision as much as mine. I guess all I can do now is wait, and pray. But, he's not
going to find her, I just feel it. I feel as if my heart has just left me. She's gone and took it with her, not even giving me a chance...giving us a chance. Meanwhile,
all I can do is pace until he either calls, or comes and tells me something. I'm half-way across the room when the phone rings, and I almost fall in my eagerness to
get to it.
"Edward, come on down, she's not here and I think you need to see this. It's room 4009. Just take a right out of the elevator and it's the fifth door on your right. I'll
be waiting for you," Emmett says, sounding defeated.
I grab my jacket, cap, and card key, and go running out the door. Nick and the others will have a fit, but right this minute I could care less. As I arrive at the fourth
floor and turn to look to the right, there stands Emmett. He just shakes his head lightly, and motions me to come on. I enter the room and I can 'feel' her...everywhere.
Cold chills run all over me as I take a deep breath, and I can even smell her...the feelings are running rampant inside of me. God, I just want to find her, hold her, &
us help each other figure all this out. Ok, let's look around and see if she might have left anything. "Emmett, would you mind helping me check and see if she might
have left anything behind," I ask eagerly. Emmett looks at me, and just walks in and starts going through everything along with me. I'm checking the nightstand
drawers when I come across what looks like a journal. It's her journal. I have a part of her!
We continue to check the room out for anything else, but come up empty. We finally decide to head back to my room, and I call the front desk to check and see
if and when she checked out. All I know her as is 'Bella', so I have to ask Emmett her full name so they can give me the information. "Her name is Isabella Swan,"
he answers, sounding defeated, and plops down on the couch. They inform me that she checked out about an hour and a half ago, stating she had a family
emergency.
They wouldn't give me any more information, and I thought right off the bat about someone who could get me all the information from the hotel...he was a hacker.
Well, what can I say...desperate times call for desperate measures. After asking Emmett what he would like to drink, I order room service, and sit down on the
couch with the journal.
~BPOV~
My last memory is...'I will always be with you' and 'Forever Yours'... What happened after that?
"Are you alright, Bella?" Victoria asks, scared. She has a cold rag wiping my face, and neck. "Don't move for a little bit, alright?" James says, sounding worried.
Alex comes running in with a first-aid kit, and sees me awake.
"Are you feeling any better, Bella?" sounding concerned. I lay there for a minute, and ask Victoria to help me up. James and Victoria both grab an arm and take
me over to a chair.
I am feeling fine, and I need to reassure them...they all look so worried. "I'm fine...it's just you surprised me with having quite a bit translated," I say hesitantly.
I cannot let them know any more...I can't let them know what happened in Chattanooga. But, things are starting to fit together like a puzzle, and I feel it all revolves
around the 'ring'. The translations themselves seem to tell me a little about the feelings I am having about Edward...well, that along with the dreams. Some of it is
starting to make sense. But, still I don't feel comfortable telling them anything more.
"So, have you been able to get anything else translated?," I ask, trying to reassure them I'm alright. James looks at me with concern, saying,"I have been working
on your journals and there seems to be quite a lot of Latin and Aramaic written throughout many of them. Bella, would you like us to get you something to drink?
Maybe some water? Anything? I mean, you really scared us."
I stand up, my legs' feeling a little weak, but I put on my famous blank face, hold onto the table and ask him to show me some more they have been working on.
They are still looking a little apprehensive, but I still stand strong, trying not to give away just how scared I really am.
James and Alex show me some more that they have been working on, which they have only been able to decipher a few words here and there. But, as I read them
it all starts to add into the dreams, as if they are sweeping the fog away from seeing what I truly, desperately need to know, and I need to know as quickly as
possible.
I don't know what it is, but ever since I planned that trip I have had a feeling of something bad going to happen.
After they have explained their findings, I tell them thank you and ask them if they are going to continue working on the journals. They both assure me eagerly that
they want very much to continue. So, with a nod I tell them to just let me know what they find, as quickly as they can. As I turn and start to leave Victoria looks at
me and ask if we can talk. That she feels it might help a lot if I would just give her a few minutes. I tell her sure, and she ask Alex if we can use his office for a
little bit.
As we start towards the office I give her a very puzzled look, but she smiles as if to reassure me.
Once we are in the office we both sit across from each other, and then she starts. "Bella, I have been looking at some of your journals, and the parts that I could read...well, I would like to make a suggestion." I look at her still puzzled, but I nod and tell her to continue. "You know that I am a psychologist, and I also deal
with past life regression therapy, right?" she asks apprehensively.
"Yes, I remember you saying that when we were first introduced. So, what does this have to do with me? What has possibly given you the idea that any of this would
be of help to me?" I ask sternly.
Victoria takes a deep breath, and looking at me calmly starts to tell me.
"With what I have read in your journals, I feel very positive that what you are experiencing are flashes of possibly a few past lives. Has that never crossed your mind, especially with what you do here at the university? I mean, from what I have read from different journals that there is a very high possibility that we are talking about...
oh, maybe three, or four past lives, and from the descriptions you wrote down about the dreams they have all seemed to have ended very tragically. This can be
carried over into the next life, from having nightmares, dreams, even physical pains from injuries a person had inflicted from their death. There are a lot of things that
can cause you to be experiencing your dreams, but this seems to make the most sense to me. That's why I feel my therapy would be very beneficial to you."
"Whew, well that was definitely a mouth full, and I think I need a few minutes to absorb what you are saying," I say as I lean back in my chair with a very puzzled
look. As I sit there thinking about the things' she said, and remembering the dreams, especially the ones' I have had recently that were much more vivid, I begin to
think that...hell, anything is worth a try if it will lead me to some answers, and the sooner the better.
"Ok Victoria, Tell me some more about this...therapy and what it involves, and what happens to me if it works."
~EPOV~
After about an hour of Emmett and I sitting with him telling me about Bella and his girlfriend, Rose, I ask him if he will talk to Rose for me and see if she will provide
some more information about Bella. Anything!
He tells me he will give her a call tomorrow and see what he can do, but he reminds me that he feels it would be best if he went about gathering the information as
if he is just asking about a friend. That to be to inquisitive and intrusive with Rose will end up in her shutting totally down, and not telling him anything, and to pretty
much mind his own damn business.
I laugh, and tell him to take whatever means he feels will get the most info about Bella. I thank him for his help and tell him to go get some rest as we have a very
busy day tomorrow.
After he leaves I begin to realize just how tired I am, and know what I have facing me again tomorrow. But with what I have discovered in Bella's room, I don't feel I
can lay down and sleep with the feeling that I at least need to look at her journal. I grab something to drink from the bar, and head into my bedroom. I sit the drink
and the journal on my nightstand, pull the covers down and climb into bed. I first take a big swig of my drink feeling I'm going to need it for what I am about to read.
Something tells me I am about to get a few answers to what is going on between us. As I open the journal I flip back to her last entry and start to read. After a few
minutes I have to stop! She is describing the same dream I had last night...of trying to reach out and grab hold of someones hand, and hold on with all I got.
But, the fog envelopes them...and, then she wakes up. It's exactly as my dream...every detail. But, how is that possible?
Suddenly, I feel very sick and dizzy...almost to the point of blacking out. I shake my head trying to rid myself of the dizziness, and I only feel more sick...as if
I...I feel something has happened to Bella. My chest feels as if I can't draw a breath in, my heart is racing, I still feel a little dizzy. A light sweat has broken out on
my forehead, and I have grabbed handfuls of the sheets and blankets...as if I am trying to hold on from losing consciousness. I sit this way for a few minutes, then
I begin to calm down. I am shaking as if I'm very cold, but I know it's just my nerves from all the adrenaline.
I feel as if something has happened though, and I have no way of finding out if she is alright. I feel so helpless. Why did she have to run away from me. She would
be with me right now...safe, and loved. Why Bella? Why did you leave me again? I lay her journal back on the nightstand, and lay down to try to sleep, and as I look
at the journal I can see her face, and she is smiling at me, and I know everything is alright and I drift off to sleep.
Upon waking up the next morning, I look and see that I had not dreamed of finding it...the journal is here and what I read last night was so real. I can't think about it
right this moment, as I get out of bed.
I have got a long day ahead of me, and then later this evening I can delve deeper into the journal...her thoughts and dreams and see what else we have shared
together.
As I get ready to go grab a shower, I hear Daniel and Jacob entering my suite and I holler out to them asking them to call room service for coffee and some
breakfast. I turn on the shower, take my clothes off and start to brush my teeth. The bathroom filled quickly with steam from the shower and as I immerse myself
under the warm water I begin to feel my muscles start to relax, finally.
Trying to clear my thoughts about everything from yesterday, and wanting so much for Bella to just be here with me...now...in this shower and feeling her body next
to mine. I imagine watching the water cascading down her beautiful body, running my hands through her long hair, slowly down to her hips bringing her closer to my
body all the time, leaning her body against me tilting her head to the side giving me access to that long beautiful neck, I lavish kisses down her stopping only to nip
at her shoulder, and hearing her moaning in pleasure at my touch.
I reach down and take hold of my swollen cock, I can feel Bella's ass grinding against me, making my cock even harder, and a grunt escapes my lips. I move my
hands back up her body cupping her breast and lightly tweaking her nipple as it responds to my touch, and I hear her moan even louder as she leans back and I can
at last reach her lips and kiss her. I start to pump my hand a little faster on my throbbing cock, as I feel my other hand moving down her body, over her stomach,
and down to her pussy, sliding a finger lightly across her folds feeling her wetness.
I run my finger around her swollen clit, giving it a slight flick with my nail as I slowly slide a finger inside her, pumping real slow.. Her breathing is getting heavier and
she is grinding her tight ass deeper into me. I pick up the pace of stroking myself, and begin to feel the building of tenseness start low down in my groin.
I insert another finger inside her tight pussy, and continue to fuck her as I rub my thumb over her swollen clit, moving slowly around it and along her lips then moving
faster over her clit as she throws her arm back and grabs hold of my hair, pulling my lips to hers. We moan together as our mouths succumb to each other, and as
I feel the start of my release building, I apply more pressure to her just where she needs it. Rubbing a little hard and faster as I feel her body reaching it's much
needed release.
I continue to stroke her insides with my long fingers, matching each thrust into her with a stroke to my cock. I am so close, but I want her to come with me, feel the
walls of her pussy clamping down on my fingers as she falls over the edge. So, I bring a finger up and with my thumb, I pinch her clit hard and she screams out my
name just as I am finding my release and I can feel her body falling over the edge, clamping down hard on my cock, I continue my strokes and can finally feel the
ball of fire tearing through me as I explode all over the shower wall, and I chant her name over and over.
As I am coming down from my high, I open my eyes and through the foggy steam I can see her face...her eyes' filled with lust...her heavy breathing...and the blush covering her chest and cheeks.
We stand there looking at each other, both of us breathing ragged and heavily, and then a fresh cloud of steam envelopes me, finally clearing enough that as I look
for her face again all I can see are the shower walls.
I stand there for a moment under the steady stream of water not believing what I just saw, when a voice rings out telling me there is coffee and breakfast waiting for
me when I'm ready. I hurriedly finish my shower, stepping out grabbing a towel and drying off. I walk into my bedroom, and throw on my jeans, t-shirt, and my shoes.
Just as I am about to turn and head into the living room my eyes fall upon her journal, and I walk over taking it in my hands holding it tight. My only link to her right
now, but soon...soon I will have you with me...my Bella.
Grabbing my messenger bag off my chair I put the journal inside, and make my way to join the guys for breakfast.
"Well, I hope you're ready for another fun-filled day," Nick exclaims with a slight grin on his face.
Sarcastically I reply, "Yeah, I can hardly wait for another day in hell."
As we finish our breakfast, my mind wanders back to what happened in the shower and how real it all felt to me. I want so much to love Bella like that with all my
heart and soul...for always.
~BPOV~
I slowly wake up to the sun shining thru my bedroom curtains and realize it must be almost time to get up and face another day of working on artifacts. I turn over
and glance at the clock and realize I have plenty of time.
So, I walk into the kitchen and set my coffee pot up, turning it on and walk back into my bedroom
I stop on the way and glance in the hall mirror and see that my staying up so late last night was not such a good idea after all, as I truly felt drained. I quickly
straighten up my bed, and then start rummaging through my closet for some clean clothes to wear. As I find what I want I toss it on the bed. Now, it is time for
a long shower, which I think I'm going to drain the water heater of every last drop of hot water it contains. I turn on the shower, take off my clothes throwing them in
the hamper, brush my teeth and turn around to step in the shower.
Steam has filled the room and the comfort of it alone feels so inviting, but as I step into the shower and after a few minutes under the warm water it begins to feel
like heaven. I duck my head under the water and let it cascade over my body feeling it relax my muscles of all the strain of yesterday.
My mind wanders back to the moment when I first saw him and I close my eyes' and it's as if I can feel him step in behind me...pressing his body close to mine.
I tilt my head to the side as the water runs over me imaging him kissing my neck and slowly down to my shoulder where he takes a little nip, and I moan as he
continues to touch me. I grind my ass back and imagine I am rubbing against his hard cock, hearing him moan next to my ear.
I run my hand down to my breasts and rub my nipples, taking each between my fingers and giving one of them a tight squeeze. As I continue to caress each of
my nipples I run my other hand down over my stomach and down to my pussy slipping a finger inside feeling the wetness. I can feel him with his hand over mine
guiding me towards my clit that is very swollen and wanting a release, but I move my fingers further down and I can feel him insert a finger inside of me and then he
starts to fuck me with it. After a few strokes he inserts another long finger and quickens the pace as I feel him grinding his hard cock against my ass, causing me
to move my thumb to rub over and around my swollen clit.
Starting out slowly I see him standing behind me holding his cock and stroking it at a steady pace, and this only makes me want more and up my pace. I see
him speed up his stroking of his cock and I know he is getting close by his breath coming in short pants, so I bring another finger to run alongside my clit, and
apply a little more pressure until I feel the burning need of my release and as it gets so intense, I pinch myself between my fingers hard and explode into my release
calling out his name.
I close my eyes continuing to rub my clit trying to drag out the feeling, as I look back over to him, I feel him coming as I see all his body muscles tightening , and suddenly he begins to shake and I can see the calm spread across his face, and I see his lips moving as if he is calling out my name over and over.
Suddenly he opens his eyes' and looks directly at me, his eyes' full of lust...his heavy staggered breathing...still lightly, stroking his cock. We stand there looking
at each other, both of us breathing heavily until a fresh cloud of steam envelops me, finally clearing enough for me to look for his face, and all I can see are the
shower walls surrounding me.
I stand there under the water running over my body trying to imagine what just happened. I finally shake the thoughts from my head and finish my shower. I step
out, and grab a towel drying off, and then I apply lotion to my body. I comb out my hair, attempt to dry it and brush it up into a ponytail. I go into the bedroom
moving over to my bed and proceed to get dressed. I have decided on a pair of jeans, a royal blue t-shirt, put on my shoes, and grab the light sweater to wear in
the lab.
They keep it rather cool in there to help in the preservation of the artifacts, but it doesn't mean it doesn't get too cool for me, so I go prepared. I grab my messenger
bag, sitting it on my kitchen counter, and then walk around to fix me a cup of coffee. I grab a bagel and pop it in the toaster, and go about gathering my wallet,
cell phone, keys, a few papers I will need, then go back, grab my bagel, and sit down enjoying the peace and quiet while enjoying my breakfast.
My mind begins to wander to what just happened in the shower, I silently pray that I find out what all these dreams, my journals, and the ring has to do with us.
I will not lose you again, Edward. I am going to do everything I can so we can be together. I want to love Edward so much with all my heart and soul...for always.
But, I must first figure out the mystery surrounding all that is going on with us.
After my quick breakfast, I grab my bag, hop in my car and head for the campus and the lab. When I arrive, I am immediately approached by Carlisle and asked
if I will join him in his office. I nod looking at him questionably.
"Bella, I have been offered...well, you have been offered the opportunity to go to the Azusa Pacific University in Los Angeles, California, a Christian College, to get
a chance to study pieces of the 'Dead Sea Scrolls'. This will also get you your Doctorate. Now, I just need to know if you want this chance they are offering." Carlisle
asked with a big smile plastered across his face.
I honestly didn't know what to say as I was totally in a state of shock. There is so much going on in my life right now...do I want to take up on this offer? Who am I kidding! Of course, I want the offer, but I asked Carlisle if I maybe give him an answer tomorrow, and if I may be excused to go to talk to some Professors at
Professor Volturi's lab.
"Sure Bella, take whatever time you need, but I would like to ask you a couple of questions if I may," Carlisle said with a puzzled expression. "Well, actually I
just wanted to let you know that I need your decision by tomorrow and no later. Also, I would like to know if going to see Alex and these other professors' has any
bearing on your decision?"
I took a deep breath and cautiously answered, "Carlisle, there is a very good reason for my not answering you straight away, I need to talk to specifically one of the professors who is a psychologist. I am in desperate need of her help at the moment and I am going to ask her if she can find the time to go to this university
with me. There is not much more I can say at this precise moment in time, except that it is very important to me. After I have talked to her, I will be able to give you
an answer, and I am hoping and praying that her answer will be yes. So, I will give you your answer no later than tomorrow morning. Will that be alright?"
"Bella, I'm not sure what is going on, but if it is that important to you, then I will give you the time you asked for, but I do need that answer by tomorrow...one way
or the other," Carlisle relied.
I just nod my head, and excused myself to go see the other professors right now. So, with that, here I sit talking to Alex, James, and Victoria about my situation.
I asked them all to hear me out, and then give me an answer to something that could be a major life altering event. "Alright, here is where I stand. I just talked to
Carlisle, and he has informed me that I have been offered an opportunity to go to Azusa Pacific University, and study some pieces of the Dead Sea Scrolls. But, I
have to give him an answer no later than tomorrow morning. Now, Victoria, I really want to try this regression therapy. I feel it may just be the key to the whole thing.
There again, the problem is I am going to be clean across the country, so if you got any suggestions then I am all ears," I eagerly awaited their answers.
They asked for a few minute to discuss, so I went down the hall to get a coke, and by the time I came back they were all sitting and looking at me. Victoria was
the dead give-away that things' were going to work out for me.
~EPOV~
Well, we worked all day except for the break we took to move to another location in Chickamauga, Georgia to an old house, which is supposed to be the home of
my character's parents'. We then had to work on into the night to film some of the railroad scenes, and by the time we were through I was totally exhausted. As I was
fixing to leave and go back to the hotel, my agent came to inform me that 20th Century Fox was finished with the filming of the scenes here, and tomorrow we were
headed back to Los Angeles.
I couldn't say a thing. All I could think about was...I'm going to have to leave...Bella. I can't do it. No way in hell was I leaving without either knowing more about her,
or being able to talk to her, or take her with me. No way! I was sinking into a total state of panic, and didn't know what I was going to do. I am so tired, and my brain
just won't work right at the moment, but I know without a doubt I will not be sleeping tonight. I've got to make some kind of arrangements...I can't lose her again.
So, Edward, you have got to calm the hell down, and let's figure out what we can do about this situation I say to myself.
On the way back to the hotel I tell Nick, Daniel, and Emmett what my agent said about us returning to LA, but that I was ready to jump ship and refuse to go back
until I found out more about Bella. That I needed to talk to her soon at least or something...anything. They could see I was panicking, and Emmett piped in telling me
not to worry. That he was going to go back to Knoxville and talk to Rose, and try to explain the situation the best he could, and see what he could work out from that
end.
I was trying to figure out what my schedule and plans were for me once I got back to LA. I couldn't think of anything, so I called Pam, my assistant. I knew Shelia
was in the car with her, but I really didn't care. I made up my mind while I was waiting for Pam to answer her phone that it was time for a vacation, and they were just
going to have to deal with it. Pam finally answered her phone.
"Yes, Edward what could you possibly need right this minute, aren't you a little bit tired after working all day? What is it you need?"
"First off Pam, you work for me, and secondly, when I call you anytime you should not be answering me in that tone and with stupid questions from your end. You
need to shut up and listen very carefully to what I am about to ask you! Any decisions to be made, I make them. Yes, I am tired, very tired, and what I need right
now is a vacation. So the next thing that I want to hear out of your mouth is my schedule of commitments, they have planned for me when we get back to LA!" I said
hatefully spitting the words into the phone.
"Uh Edward, they...they have a few interviews planned to promote WFE, and a few partiesyou are needed to attend. Then, there is a meeting with the director that
is wanting you to appear in his next movie, and that pretty much covers the next two weeks, unless something comes up," Pam answered nervously.
Well, I had a feeling Shelia was fixing to hit the ceiling. "Ok Pam, you can turn and inform Shelia that as of this moment I am going on an 'extended vacation', and
you can inform her that you don't know exactly when she can expect me back. I am tired of all this...three ring circus crap, and whether anyone likes it or not,
let's just say...enough...good-bye Pam, I will talk to you all later," and I hung up with a smile on my face.
"Nick, you know where my parents' home is located in Forks?" Nick turned in his seat looking at me pretty much as if I were crazy, but I was not changing my mind.
"Yes, I know where it is. Is there a point behind all this, though?" he asked questionably.
"That, my friend is where we are going for the next two weeks...unless we are discovered, and then we will just hit the road and find somewhere else to stay. I am
taking a vacation. I am fed up with their ordering me around like I wasn't anything but a piece of meat for them to bargain with amongst themselves. So, I want to
go to Nashville, and then arrange a flight out of there to Forks. Nick, please don't try to butt heads with me on this man. I am tired, and you have seen the way they
have almost worked me into the ground. It is time for me to stand my ground! So, just do me a favour, don't try to make me change my mind. Just make it happen,
please," I said sounding very exhausted.
Nick just looked at me and shook his head. "Daniel, fall out of this line-up, and we're going to do some back tracking to throw them off. We are making a trip to Nashville," Nick said firmly. "I'm fixing to callEmmett and see if he will help me find a way into the airport without drawing a lot of attention."
"While you're at it Nick, would you tell him we are leaving Jacob with him to find Bella. If he is still close by we can just meet him, and drop off Jacob. I've got to
find her no matter what it takes," I said pleading. I was so exhausted all I could do was fall back against the seat.
Somehow, someway, they managed to get everything arranged, and I was on my way to Forks. Jacob was staying with Emmett to gather any information for me
on Bella. Wanting to go to Knoxville myself, I knew would be a big mistake, and God knows I wanted too. But, I left it up to two men, and I tried my best to
emphasize just how important it was to me. To do whatever they could...just please find my Bella.
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