A/N: Ok so no-one likes Phil, good, otherwise I would be afraid of you. I think a lot of you have described me or this story using the word 'awesomeness' and now I think it has become my favourite word lol. Everything I have put into this story is as realistic as possible; the events, Bella's condition, even the things Phil (AKA Frank) does or gets.

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Sept 4th

Bella Swan

I woke drowsy and disorientated. From the lack of light shining through the window, I knew it was nowhere near time to get up. My eyes were sore and swollen and my body was weak. I couldn't even remember what had happened yesterday.

I closed my eyes and rolled over to get some more sleep but bumped into something solid. My eyes flew open. There, fast asleep in my bed, was Edward.

Memories of last night flashed through my head. I slumped back onto my pillow and went over everything. I recalled telling Edward, then him telling Charlie. I grimaced when I remembered Charlie's reaction, I didn't even know if he had come home last night.

I looked over at Edward's sleeping form and smiled. He looked so…cute. I couldn't think of how to describe it, he looked more like when he was younger. He stirred, his face scrunching up, and reached out searching for something. When his hands came into contact with my arms, he pulled me towards him. He was still fast asleep but had me against his body in a death grip.

I tried to push myself away from him but he was too strong and I was weak. I gave up and wriggled about, making myself more comfortable. Once I stopped moving, Edward loosened his arms but kept them around me. I breathed in his scent and I felt myself being pulled under. Gladly giving in to my exhaustion, I fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke again, light was pouring in through my window. I sat up and disentangled myself carefully from Edward, trying not to wake him. He opened his eyes when I stood up, and stretched. I walked over to my closet and pulled out something to wear.

"What time is it?" Edward asked, yawning halfway through.

I picked up my clock and checked the time. I panicked.

"Crap, it's gone eleven," I rushed around my room, picking up my bathroom bag on the way. I heard Edward swearing as he got out of the bed.

As I ran across to the bathroom, Charlie's door opened, "Wait up, Bells."

He looked terrible, but then again, so did Edward and I.

"I called Carlisle and the school, you're both excused for the day," he rubbed his stubbly chin and dodged past me into the bathroom, "and I always get the first shower," he smiled.

I relaxed and walked back into my room. Edward was hastily pulling on his shoes and dialling a number on his phone. I smiled as he pulled at his unruly hair in exasperation when he got their voice-mail.

"Charlie called your dad and the school, we don't have to go in today."

He looked at me and chuckled nervously, "Good because if I was late then I would be killed by Dad."

I placed my bag and clothes on my desk and went to sit beside him on the bed. Nervously, I crossed my legs and wrapped my arms around myself.

"Thanks for…staying last night and for listening," I mumbled, looking at my toes. Edward pulled my chin around so I would look at him.

"It was no problem. I called Alice last night and she said she would bring your truck over after school. Do you want me to stay here today with you?"

My mind automatically screamed yes but I deliberated like I always do with any decision.

"I would like it but if you have something to do-"

"I have nothing to do."

I smiled and stood to go to the bathroom once I heard Charlie leaving it. "You should go home though and change."

He grimaced and feigned smelling himself. "I smell that bad, huh?"

I laughed and went into the bathroom. The hot water of the shower always calmed me. Spending longer than usual in the steaming hot water, I let it wash away all of yesterday's events, leaving me feeling refreshed, both physically and mentally.

I stepped out of the shower and dried myself quickly. Glancing in the mirror, I stopped and took a good look at myself. My body was still the same but my face seemed to have more life in it. I smiled and got dressed, walking slowly downstairs to join Charlie.

Lowered voices greeted me as I walked down the hall.

"…I know that you understand my want for her not to be alone at any time."

"Of course, I wouldn't want her in any danger either. Have you found anything yet?"

I stopped just before the kitchen door and listened to Charlie and Edward.

"I went down to the station and asked for an investigation in Phoenix but then found out something on the Internet-"

The ringing of the telephone interrupted him.

"I'll go check on Bella."

I turned and dashed quickly to the stairs, looking as if I had just come down them. Edward opened the door and smiled when he spotted me.

"Hey, I was just coming to look for you. Charlie made some breakfast."

I smiled and identified the distinct smell of burnt food wafting from the opened kitchen door.

"I think you forgot the operative word of 'tried'. My guess is he didn't put oil with the eggs and cremated the toast."

Edward laughed quietly. "You forgot that he didn't put the lid on the blender either."

Walking into the kitchen, I passed Charlie on the phone and grimaced at the mess. Unidentifiable, liquid-like substances covered the tiles on the wall. The frying pan had burnt remains of fried eggs and smoke still emitted from the grill. I pulled up my sleeves and launched into cleaning the kitchen.

Edward came beside me when I was scrubbing at the frying pan and wet a cloth to mop up the tiles. He finished before I did and grabbed the pan from me, my attempts barely making a dent in the cemented remains. Quickly, he shifted all of the egg and passed the pan to me to dry. We worked as a team and were done before Charlie had hung up the phone.

His face was scrunched up and he dropped his head to his hands on the counter with a humph. He seemed frustrated, annoyed, angry, and, afraid. The first three emotions were evident on his face but the last could only be seen in his eyes, and even I had trouble finding it there. He rhythmically tapped his fingers against the counter while rubbing the back of his head. He didn't move his face from it's place on his crossed arms.

Edward watched Charlie patiently, waiting for him to talk. His eyes went hard as soon as Charlie got off the phone and hadn't changed since. I glanced between the two and stood silently. Could that have been news on Phil? Could something be wrong?

My fear grew inside me and my face grew whiter, all warmth and colour draining quickly. Charlie finally stood up, his hands clenching as they fell off the counter. He looked at Edward before nodding. Taking deep breaths, he closed his eyes and spoke.

"They found nothing and are transferring the investigation."

Edward tensed but I remained frozen. Transfer the investigation to where?

"So where are they moving it to?" Edward said through clenched teeth, seeming to know the answer. Charlie shook his head, not wanting to say anything with me in the room. I stood my ground, having every right to know what was going on. The atmosphere in the room grew more tense as Charlie weighed out the options in his head; he could force me to leave the room or tell me outright.

Edward glanced between me and Charlie, clearly debating whether I should be told or not. With a sigh, Charlie started to speak.

"I found out yesterday that…he was meant to be transferred to a team in Seattle," both Edward and I froze, my breathing became shallow and fast. He was near, he would find out I had told someone what had happened, I would be in trouble.

Edward wrapped his arm around me and tried to calm me down. Charlie continued.

"I also tried to research the teams in Seattle, not one had any mention of him."

"Meaning?" Edward whispered.

I buried my head against Edward's chest, not wanting to know anything else and yet begging Charlie to speak.

"He changed his name," he grunted out. The arm around me tightened as I began to lose consciousness. The blackness swirled around my eyes and soon I was pulled under, exposed to all the memories I tried to lock up. Everything flashed through my mind and I fought to wake up. The display of images stopped as I was pulled abruptly back.

"Bella?"

I opened my eyes slowly only to see Edward and Charlie standing over me. Charlie looked relieved once I blinked but Edward still looked worried. I tried getting up but had to hold onto Edward's shoulder once I stumbled and fell back again. He smiled slightly and picked me up, knowing all too well what might happen if I did try to walk now.

He carried me up to my room, placing me on my bed carefully. Sitting on the chair in front of me, he looked anxious, worried, scared, angry and frustrated. His face was holding back showing any emotion but he slipped at times. We were silent for a few moments before I spoke up.

"Do you… do you think that it's true? That he's in Seattle?" I croaked out, my throat felt as though it had been closed up tightly.

He closed his eyes and clenched his jaw. "I'm not sure what to think now," he opened his eyes and looked at me, "all I know is that keeping you safe has become my number one priority."

No-one has even seemed to want to take care of me before. Charlie does radiate a sense of belonging but for someone to say that I was somewhat valuable to them was a definite first. I smiled weakly and my eyes welled up. Edward came and sat down beside me, allowing me to ruin his shirt with my tears. He patiently waited for me to stop, not once moving or seeming uncomfortable.

Hours passed without us moving. I felt stiff from my position and my eyes had dried out but I didn't move, I didn't want to move. Once I finally convinced myself that I had spent enough time being selfish and had to let Edward out of my death grip, I dropped my arms and shuffled away. I smiled a little when I felt Edward's hands drag reluctantly over my body, as if he thought he same thing as me.

The clock read half five and the sky outside confirmed that, even through the thick cover of cloud that constantly blocked out all sunlight. I stared out the window, wondering how close he could be. It wasn't exactly a long way from here, only a few hours drive. I shook my head to stop thinking about him and tried to focus on my life here; I might as well enjoy life here as much as I can while I'm safe.

"You should probably go home, your parents might be worried," I told Edward. He examined my face and smiled slightly.

"Dad told me to stay here as long as you'll have me. I think they enjoy my absence and plus Mom's been desperate to paint my room for months now. With me gone for a day, she's probably picked out the colour and started working," he joked. I did want him to stay but he shouldn't feel that he had to stay with me all the time.

I laughed. "You can stay tonight but tomorrow you have to go back to your own house. It's not fair on you to be here."

He frowned playfully. "I happen to like it here and plus waking up to you is a definite improvement to Emmett. How about a deal? If you have to force me back to my house then I can stay here every other night."

I laughed when he mentioned Emmett, the older-brother figure to all of us who knew him.

"Deal. How is Emmett?" I hadn't seen him yet.

Edward shrugged, moving from the edge of the bed to the wall so he could lean against it.

"It's Emmett. I caught him sneaking back in yesterday morning at about five or something. He enjoys being on the football team too much, it gives him an excuse to crash into people without being reprimanded by Mom."

I smiled, remembering when Emmett tried out for Little League but quit after finding out he couldn't push people over during the games. I had recently found that most of my childhood memories were coming back to me. When I moved, I tried not to think about Forks too much, but now I had hundreds of memories that had now been unlocked in my head. Maybe Forks was helping me improve into a normal human.

The phone rang again downstairs and Charlie could be heard walking down the hall to get it. I glanced around my room and realised I hadn't finished any of my homework. Deciding it would be better to at least complete an assignment late then not hand it in at all, I grabbed my bag and pulled out the first book that came to hand.

"Good idea," Edward muttered getting up to get his bag from behind my door. He settled on the floor while I sat on the bed, spreading all of my work out. It wouldn't take me long, I had less than half of the English paper to finish and some Biology work that Edward could help me with. I tackled the paper first, wanting to get the biggest thing out of the way.

I had about another page to go when Charlie knocked on the door. He cracked it open and smiled at the sight of the two if us doing our work.

"Hey. I just need to check something out on your computer, Bells."

I nodded and jumped off the bed, reaching over to the desk to switch on the decrepit machine. It chocked to life, the hard drive whirring and clunking away. Once it had booted up I let Charlie take over.

"What do you need?" I asked, stepping over books to hop back onto my bed.

"I just need to make sure the network's secure," he tried to say it as if I didn't matter but watching him, I knew differently. He navigated the system and eventually found what he was looking for. Taking out a small device from his pocket, he inserted it into the back of the computer. Edward was watching him, finished with a music assignment.

The device opened a new program and Charlie started to download something off of it. I didn't have a clue about computers so I only went by what was showing up on the screen, he could have been launching a space craft for all I knew.

Edward stood and looked over Charlie's shoulder, observing the progress of whatever was downloading.

"Finished," Charlie mumbled, pulling out the device and shutting off my computer. He smiled at me and left the room, shouting over his shoulder as he walked down the stairs. "I'm ordering a pizza in an hour, come down to choose whatever you two want."

Edward sat back down on the ground and waited until I finished my paper before taking out his Biology book. "You want to work on this together?"

Phil's POV

I paid the delivery guy once he came in through the door. The computer would be waiting in the box to be turned on, no time would be wasted installing and downloading software, it would all be loaded and ready.

Plugging it into the wall, I shrugged off my stiff suit jacket from work and lit up one of the joints I had left over from an old delivery.

It was a pretty sophisticated system, modern design with high speed drives. The high definition monitor would come in handy for pictures and photos I received by email. I switched it on, the screen flashing quickly before the loading bar appeared. Within seconds, everything was ready; all I had to do was press a few buttons.

The hacker system connected to the network, security systems checking it was safe to go on. I bypassed all password guarded systems and soon had access to almost all computers in the state of Washington. I found the girl's computer after ten minutes.

I cursed to myself when the box appeared telling me it was guarded by protection software, the type issued to police stations. Willing to take a chance, I proceeded to try to get into it.

The screen showed my computer bypassing the protection software with ease. The idiot had forgot to put a password on it. Now I had access to her computer, to any of her files, to any of her emails; this was too easy.

If she had a school trip, I'd probably see an email for it. If she had any friends, I would see her messaging them. It was as good as being in the room with her.

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I know some of you who have read my other stories know I have said this about then too but I honestly do become worried when less then half of you review.