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Chapter Three
Week One, Day Three…
Somewhere in Montana…
Bella Lahote weakly opened her chocolate brown eyes, as the morning sun hit against them. Her eyes had to adjust to the amount of light the room was receiving. Her slender body laid against the back of an uncomfortable pale pink lazy-boy chair.
Bella's brown eyes wandered around the room. On the opposite side of the wall was a boarded up window, with an inch space between the boards. The walls were white with a light dust coating. A small twin sized bed, with an antique iron headboard, lined the wall. In the corner was a small brown shelf, the top held several porcelain dolls in bad shape. It looked like it used to belong to a girl, just in the wrong century.
As she sat up, she noticed that her hands were tied behind her back. Struggling to get them undone, she didn't notice that a female walked out of a door behind her.
"Don't even think about escaping!" the woman snapped, revealing herself to Bella. She had dark red hair, not the same color hair that she had at the bank. Her hair was now was long and tied into a pony-tail. Her eyes where an onyx color, unlike the Cullen's when they were hungry. The woman had a slight tan, near her upper arms. From what Bella was able to tell, she was slightly muscular for a woman, but not like a female body builder.
"Who are you?" Bella asked the woman. She tried to get the nervousness out of her voice.
The redhead smirked, evilly, "That is none of your business. So I would advise you to shut the hell up!"
Bella knew better than to taunt the crazy woman. She leaned back against the dusted lazy-boy. She was wishing to be anywhere than here. She wanted to be with her girls and Paul. Paul, she thought. Would he be looking for her? Would the pack find her?
She had so many thoughts going through her head that she didn't notice a male slipping into the room. The unidentified man went to the redheaded female and planted a big kiss on her lips.
"Stop!" the woman exclaimed. A glint appeared in her brown eyes, her eyes flickered over to Bella for a second then returned to her companion. "Spike, the prisoner has awakened."
Spike, who had a shaved head with no facial hair, turned towards Bella. A smirk appeared against his chapped lips. His eyes seemed to drawl her in, they were neither blue nor green, but a fifty percent mixture of them both. Unlike his partner, he didn't look like he ever hit the gym in his life. He had some muscle, but not a lot.
"Good," Spike said, as he rubbed the slight stubble under his chin. "Very, good. About time you, freaking woke up! Nelly, baby, when did she get up!"
The redheaded woman, who Bella now knows this woman is Nelly.
Nelly rolled her eyes, "About two minutes before I came into the room."
Bella's eyes moved from Nelly to Spike. Those two seemed to be having a private conversation in between themselves. "Where am I? Why did you take me? Please, let me go!"
Spike smirked. "No, we will not let you go. So don't even think about it," he paused for a second. "You, Bella Swan, are a hard woman to find. Do you know that?"
"Why do you want me?" Bella asked.
Now it was Nelly's turn to smirk, "You are wanted by our masters. You will bring quite a pretty penny to me and my husband."
La Push, Washington, Swan household…
Everyone was in a panic at the Swan household. It has been two days since Bella has been kidnapped. Most of the pack members where there for Paul and his daughters. They made a babysitting schedule from the children with the young children, only with the added security they added a wolf with one of the imprints.
Even people who didn't know the pack and was from the town of La Push and Forks were constantly popping up to offer help finding Bella. With the whole town of people, who were stopping by the house the wolves had to become more carefully, so they wouldn't expose themselves.
Sue Swan was in her kitchen with Leah making a light breakfast for Charlie and Paul, who just woke up from a sleeping.
Leah was silently cutting up some strawberries. She felt a certain loneliness. She felt that she lost a sister. It was true that she and Bella where civil towards each other for their parents. They never really gotten to know each other like she really wished she could.
She sighed, throwing the sliced strawberry into the bowl with the others. "I wish I could be out there looking for her too. I feel so hopeless."
Sue put down her knife, and went to her hormonal daughter. She gently grabbed Leah's chin, making her meet her mother's eyes. "Leah, you are doing everything in your power to help. Everyone is, no small part in finding her is not worthless."
"I just wish I could have, went with her," Leah said. "To the bank like she asked me, but I was too stubborn and wanted to sleep."
"Leah, don't you dare blame yourself for Bella being kidnapped. You didn't kidnap her. So don't go and blaming someone else's actions on yourself," Paul said walking into the kitchen. He heard the two women talking to each other.
Leah wiped a single tear from her eye. Paul gave his pack sister a hug and gave a kiss to her forehead.
"Besides," Charlie said, also heading Leah's confession. "She wouldn't want you to blame yourself for her being kidnapped."
Leah went to open her mouth when both Paul's and Charlie's cell phones went off. They went in the opposite directions to answer the phone.
Meanwhile, Sue placed a small cup of orange juice into Leah's hands. "Drink," she commanded. "I know that you and Bella have been getting along for Charlie and me, but why don't you get along with Bella."
Leah rubbed her hand over her face. She was tired. She wanted her pregnancy over. She wanted her little sister back home. She just wanted to have a semi-normal life. But the fates decided against her when she became a wolf.
"I was jealous of her," Leah admitted. "She was accepted into the supernatural world without becoming one. Sometimes I do like being a wolf, but I don't like being the only female wolf."
Sue sighed. Sometimes she wished that her daughter didn't become a shape shifter, but then again she would have never met her husband Mike and his son either. Maybe the elders should have told her what they were when Sam first shifted. Sue knew she was going to have to have a word with the elders about this.
Before she was able to comfort her daughter, both the men came into the room at the same time. Both of their face told her that they didn't have good news.
Charlie cleared his throat, "That was the Cullen's they will be at their house in Forks in four hours. Apparently, Alice never saw a vision about Bella being kidnapped. So they are packing up to become a bigger search party. We are to meet them at their house in four hours, including pack members."
Sue, Charlie, and Leah looked at Paul for now. He was looking at the counter, not noticing there stares, until Charlie cleared his throat loudly, gaining his attention. "It was the lead inspector, Hans. He called to say he has information on the owner of the getaway vehicle. He wanted me at the Forks station with Charlie in an hour, he wanted to give us the information there."
In an abandon house with Bella…
It felt like several hours after Nelly and Spike left the room. They decided that Bella had no way of escaping, so they untied her hands and feet, so she was able to roam the room.
She checked the door that was behind the lazy-boy recliner, which opened into a small rundown bathroom. Spider webs lined all four walls, the mirrors, and around the tub. Clumps of dust and dirt in pills on the floor. That room was so disturbing, she thought.
She decided not to stay in the afoul bathroom to search for clues. That would be the last place she will look. Going back into the room, her wedding ring fell off of her finger falling near the bed.
Bella got on her hands and knees, stuck her arm under the bed, reaching for the ring. More dust and cobwebs, where thicker under the bed then in the bathroom. When her fingers finally touched the ring, pulling it out with a medium size box. When she pulled the book out from underneath the bed dust also floated in the air, making her sneeze.
Her curiosity was getting the best of her. She opened the box pulling out several old looking newspapers. Most of them were faded, and the ends were frayed. Within the several newspaper pieces, were some old photographs. Most of them had the same little girl. Although there was one picture that did stick out. Nelly and Spike where the main people holding the little girl.
Bella turned over the picture, Nelly, and I went there last summer. Spike Winter was printed on the top. Underneath the names, were scribbled, but the date remained; 1870. Who the hell where these's people?
Cullen's House, Forks Washington…
The ticking of the clock, went by slowly, to everyone it seemed like hours. That was until they were able to hear the crunching of gravel underneath Paul's truck. Everybody watched as the boy the men jumped out of the car and into the Cullen's house.
"What did you find out?" Sam asked.
Paul ran a hand through his short black hair. "Nothing but dead ends, man."
Charlie patted Paul on the back for support. "The original owner of the car was from Lakewood, two hours from here. The woman was very elderly an unable to drive, and the car belonged to her recently deceased daughter; Annemarie. Who has been dead for three weeks."
The pack gathered at the Cullen's house. The tension was high. The Cullens' were sitting on one side of the table, and the pack members were sitting on the other side. Everybody was waiting for Paul and Charlie, two arrive.
The ticking of the clock, went by slowly, to everyone it seemed like hours. That was until they were able to hear the crunching of gravel underneath Paul's truck. Everybody watched as boy the men jumped out of the car and into the Cullen's house.
"What did you find out?" Sam asked.
Paul ran a hand through his short black hair. "Nothing but dead ends, man."
Charlie patted Paul on the back for support. "The original owner of the car was from Lakewood, two hours from here. The woman was very elderly an unable to drive, and the car belonged to her recently deceased daughter; Annemarie. Who has been dead for three weeks."
"So she wasn't the one to kidnapped Bella?" Jared asked.
Charlie and Paul shook their head at the same time. "She wouldn't have been. Annemarie was a midget. She was to old, and dead, to have kidnapped Bella," Charlie said.
"So basically we hit a dead end," Leah said as she sat next to Rosalie. Rosalie ran her hand through her pregnant best friends hair.
Jasper stood up next to the window. His eyes landed on the forest. "Did any of the wolves go to the scene of the crime?" Jasper asked.
"Seth and Jared did," Paul said, looking at the two. "Did you find out anything that day?"
"Yes," Seth said. "There was no vampire activity in the area. There was a scent that I wasn't familiar with, and it wasn't human, vampire, or shifter."
"Did it rain in the area where she was kidnapped?" Jasper asked, taking over the meeting. He really did consider Bella as his sister.
"No," Edward answered. "Cloudy, but not raining."
"Did you smell Bella's scent?" Jasper asked Seth.
"Yes," Seth said. He looked down at his lap. "But we were mainly focusing on the unidentified one."
"A normal human scent with last three to five days," Jasper said. "I think it would be a good idea for me and Edward to go find the scent and start tracking."
"Why not one of the wolves?" Jared asked.
Jasper sighed, ready to explain, but Rosalie beat him to it. "It would be suspicious if one of the pack members closer to Bella just up and leaves. They would think that you are working with the kidnapper. Besides, Jasper, has military training and Edward has her natural scent memorized."
Jasper looked into Edwards eyes, "Well what are we going to take; my truck or your Volvo."
"Your truck," Edward answered. "We never know where her scent will lead us."