A/N: Hey there! Here's the next chapter!! It skips forward a little but I hope you guys like it. Let me know what you think! Thank you Morgan for all your help and encouragement. Can't wait til you're down here in Houston!!

EPOV

We left on a Wednesday morning. We drove for hours before we had to stop for gas. I tried to convince Bella to head for Seattle for a few days but she said that would be the first place anyone looked. SO we decided to take turns driving until we decided to stop. At the first gas station we stopped at, I bought a roadmap to try to pinpoint a final destination. Bella said we would just know when it was the right place to stop. We ended up in a small town outside of Denver Colorado.

That was a little over six years and nine cities ago. As a rule we moved every six months to a year. Bella never wanted to stay in one place too long. The longer you stay the more recognizable you are.

I had been able to find new identification for us for every city we lived in. In Colorado we were Justin and Stacy Marlow.

From there I had been John Marks, Tommy Franks, William Thompson, Nathan Stevens, Thomas Evans, Andrew Williams, and Stephen Campbell. Right now I am Austin Young.

Bella has been Katie Marks, Abby Franks, Laura Thompson, Madeline Stevens, Melissa Evans, Nicole Fuller, and Sarah Maguire. Right now she is Bekah King.

We had always posed as brother and sister until we moved to Oklahoma from Nebraska. I was twenty-one, Bella twenty.

Every time we started over in a new city we would send a letter to Alice to let her know we were still alive and safe. Once a month we would drive a few towns away from where we were living to call Emmett from payphone. He would give us updates on our families, and most importantly, James.

He told us that Carlisle, Esme, and Charlie hadn't given up hope that we were okay. They never knew for a fact we were together but assumed since we had vanished the same night. The three of them searched surrounding cities and towns for almost a year. Emmett said he, Rosalie, Jasper, and Alice volunteered in the searches so they wouldn't look suspicious. He said after a year the search ended. He and Rose moved to Seattle to attend the University of Washington and ended up staying there after graduation. Alice and Jasper left for New York and are still there. Every time he goes back home to Forks he stops to see my parents and reassure them that he believes I am okay.

Emmett told us that James gave an Oscar winning performance when he found out Bella was gone. He played the part of the heartbroken boyfriend, always the first to head out and search for her. According to Emmett, James also went to U of W. He would see James around campus frequently. After about six months James dropped out, making a promise to Charlie to find Bella for him. Charlie even helped him out financially while he traveled, looking for her. Emmett went home to Forks once a week to see his parents and check on mine. And since Charlie, Carlisle, and Esme believed we were together, James gave the three of them frequent updates on where he was traveling and where he was headed next. Every month when we called, Emmett would tell us where he had been and where he was going next so we could avoid those places. It was a close call one time a few years ago. We had just left Wyoming to head for Wisconsin two days before. Our monthly phone call occurred on our way to Wisconsin. James had just arrived in the state of Wyoming, distributing our photos everywhere he went.

It was a close call but we left before he got there. And no one knew where we really went to. I had told my boss at the gas station I worked at that we were moving to Florida. On our next call with Emmett, he said James went to Florida from Wyoming, following my false trail.

Right now we're in Kansas City, Missouri. Bella worked at the corner grocery store as a checker. I worked there too, as a stock boy. The pay wasn't great, minimum wage, but we got by. IT's not like we needed much anyways. Our one bedroom apartment had enough room for a full size bed and one dresser in the bedroom and a couch and a very old, very small TV that sat on the floor in the living room. We shared the bed, but never touched. And we barely had enough clothes to fill the dresser. But Bella was safe. And, for the most part, happy.

And that's all that mattered to me.

BPOV

It's been six years since Edward and I left. I mean…Austin and I. I've had a hard time remembering our new names in every town we move to. And I never remember my name. Thankfully, I'm hardly ever without Edward so he helps me.

When we left, Edward and I began to learn general self-defense. After a year, Edward and I spend some of Alice's money on a kickboxing class to learn more. So if James ever did find me, I wouldn't be the defenseless girl anymore. We also learned a few more things from our life on the run.

For example, it's easy to get a new identity. All you have to do is look in the obituaries for someone that died that was close to your age. Then you just have to request a copy of your birth certificate, claiming you lost yours. From there you can get a new driver's license and social security card and find a job.

We also learned to cook a certain meal large enough for multiple people so it would stretch for almost a week. That way, we didn't have to spend as much money on groceries.

Edward and I both worked today, but he got off early. He wanted to stick around and wait for me but I told him to go on, that I would walk home when I got off. We only lived two blocks away. When I finished my shift, I trudged home, thinking about making enchiladas for this week. Walking into the apartment, I didn't see Edward but I did see our four duffel bags and two backpacks piled by the couch packed full. I was filled with dread.

We were leaving again. I was actually starting to like this place. I heard some noise in the kitchen and walked in to find Edward loading up some water bottles and sandwich meat into an ice chest. On the counter were a few plastic bags of food like canned goods, chips, and bread.

"What's going on?" I asked quietly. He looked up from what he was doing with a hurried look.

"Our monthly call was today. I called from the gas station down the street instead of waiting for you. Somehow, James found out we came to Kansas City. He found someone at the coffee shop in Little Rock that recognized our pictures. Whoever it was told him we were headed here," he explained, closing the ice chest, "Did you tell someone there?"

The coffee shop in Little Rock, Arkansas was where Edward and I worked last.

"Just Marie, the manager. I'm sorry. Is he coming here?" I asked, panicking.

"He's already in town. Emmett said he got here two days ago!"

"Oh God. We have to get out of here. Now!" I shrieked, running for the bags.

"Bella! Calm down!" he said, grabbing my shoulders, "We have to do this calmly!"

I nodded my head, trying to calm my breathing.

"Alright, I'm gonna take the ice chest and three bags down to the car. Wait for me before you come down," Edward said, slinging one backpack and two duffel bags on his shoulders and picked up the ice chest.

I stood at the window and watched him load the bags into the GTO's trunk quickly. HE disappeared from view but appeared in the doorway soon enough.

"Okay, I didn't see him anywhere around. Grab the food, I'll get the bags. We gotta hurry. He could be anywhere," Edward said in a rush, grabbing the other backpack and duffel bags. I ran into the kitchen and grabbed the three plastic bags full of food. We rushed down the stairs and hustled to the car. Edward tossed the bags in the floor of the backseat and got in the driver's seat. I jumped in the passenger seat after placing the food bags in the seats of the backseat. Starting the car, Edward pulled away from the curb slowly, making sure not to draw attention to us.

"Where are we going now?" I asked him; sure he had something in mind. He looked over at me for a split second before looking back out front.

"How's Georgia sound?" he asked quietly. I just nodded my head and put my sunglasses on, facing forward again. Ready for whatever the road has in store for us again.