[Jasper's POV]
The library was small, but I guess it would be. Everything in this town was small. I looked around easily finding the area with computers. I made my way over and sat at a free one. I opened internet explorer and went to the search engine. Typing in Prison Break 2006 I waited for the links I needed to load in. I clicked the first promising link.
The serial kill known as Killer X has broken out of prison. As many of our reader may remember Killer X was sentenced to life in prison with no chance of parole after he killed twenty-one (21) children in Seattle and the surrounding areas.
His last two (2) victim were siblings. A brother and sister. Only one (1) of them survived, and it was thanks to the survival of one these children that other children weren't taken. The surviving child managed to run, get help, and guide the adults back to were they were kept.
I skimmed the rest of the article, but there were no names in it. Going back to the search page I looking for a more local article, but there wasn't anything.
'Look for just the killer." I could feel him rolling his eyes at me. I changed my search quickly, and again just clicked the first promising looking link. This one looked like a blog post.
Killer X has been running around for too long! Last week he took one of our own! Now the Chief's hands are tied. He can't work this case, because of his sons involvement, but can we really trust these big city people to help us? No we can't! Forks this is a call to arms! There is a child missing one they think he's in our woods. No one knows these wood like us and the Quileute's. Now I know this Chief is young, but he's done so much for all of us. He chose us over his wife, well ex-wife now. He has served this city just like his father and grandfather before him.
We need to take to the wood's and find this little boy before he show's up on his father doorstep like all the other one's! I ask you people of Forks what if it was your child? Where do you think the Chief would be? Home with his little boy? Wrong! He wouldn't rest until that child was home safe! It's our turn to help him.
The comments were filled with people agreeing with the writer. There was a whole thread talk about meeting up and going to look in the woods. Most of the comments just said find Jacob Swan. Who was Jacob Swan?
'Based on context Bella had a brother.' I rolled my eye's.
'Yeah, no I got that.' If only one child got away then the other must have been killed. Bella said she stopped visiting her father in Forks when she around ten. Maybe that has when something to do with all of this. Wait if Bella had a brother there might be something about their birth in the paper. I walked over to the front desk.
"Hello, ma'am. Would you happen to know where the old newspaper's are kept? I needed to look at them for a paper for class." The golden excuse for a high schooler. No one questioned a high schooler with a paper to write.
"Of course, dear. Just this way." She lead me over to a side room. "Here you go, dear. Good luck with your paper."
"Thank you." Walking into the room I looked to see how they organized it. Everything was set up in boxes by year. Alright. When was Bella born? I couldn't remember her ever saying a year with her birthday. Sighing I started just counting back sixteen years. Okay, here's to hope the boy's younger then his sister. I settled down to read sixteen years worth of news.
Bella's brother was three year's younger then, and her mother left the town a four months after he was born. She left the boy with Charlie, and took off with their daughter in the dead of the night. How could a parent pick one child over the other?
'Maybe that's why she has problems trusting people?'
"Are you still in here?" The lady from the front desk opened the door.
"Yes ma'am. Is that okay?"
"We're closing soon."
"I'll just clean this up and head home then ma'am. Thank you." I smiled at her while gathering the paper's I was reading. She left when she saw me packing up. I put everything back in place and left. I waved at the lady as I left.
I didn't want to face the family right just yet, so I headed to the tree line with a plan to hunt.
[Bella's POV]
The bed I was in was soft and warm. The blanket was thicker then the one I kept on my bed. Opening my eye's I saw soft gray walls. I looked around the room. There was a nightstand on the right side or the bed and a dresser to the left. Standing I walked over to the door. Walking down the hall I tried to remember how I got here.
The last thing I remember I was at the café with Jasper. We talked about my paper, and he watched the news. There was a prison break. It was slowing coming back to me. I must have panicked.
"Sam. Are you here?"
"Just walk to the end off the hall, Bella. You'll find us." Walking to the end of the hall I saw the pack sitting in the living room. I sat with Jake on the floor.
"Feeling better, Bells?" I nodded leaning into his side. I sighed.
"This day sucks! First I break up with Edward, and then the guy that wants me dead breaks out of prison!"
"You broke up with Edward?" Jake tossed his arm over my shoulders.
"Yeah. All we did was fight, and I don't want a relationship like that, you know? This doesn't mean I'll rebound with you Jake."
"Yeah, I didn't think so." Everyone laughed.
"Are we going to over look the whole guy who wants her dead thing?" Emily seemed half way between worried and done with the pack's bullshit. Jacob shrugged.
"When isn't someone trying kill Bells at this point?" Why did he sound so calm? He smirked at me when Emily rolled her eye's.
"I think Bella would like us to take this seriously. She looked awful when she got here, and I for one would like to know why. Not all of us share a linked mind, you know." She's had this conversion before. A lot.
"There was a prison break. I'll tell you more when Bella leaves, dear. I don't think she wants to hear about it." Sam's voice held an order for the pack. Unspoken, but easily heard. Don't bring it up. A gag order. I was grateful. I really didn't want to answer all their questions.
"What are we going to do?"
"We'll set up a watch at her house. You, Jacob, can take first watch. Charlie likes you, so he won't be upset if you show up for dinner."
"But you have to make it clear we aren't getting together when I tell him about Edward. I don't want to deal with him trying to play match maker, got it." I added quickly. Jake rolled his eye's.
"Bells most of that was just to piss off Edward. Yeah I hoped we would hook up at one point, but you were right. We won't work."
"That and he imprinted." Embry added.
"When did that happen?" I twisted so I was fully facing him. He smiled rubbing the back of his head.
"A few day's ago. I went to that café your always talking about. I wanted to get you some of those pickles you like, and I met Grace. She's sixteen and we started talking. I haven't told her anything yet. I want to get to know her before I come off as crazy, you know?" There was a faint blush on his cheeks.
"Wait, Grace!" Jake imprinted on Grace!
"Of course you know her?"
"Jake I go there all the time. I know most of the workers there." I smiled they would be cute together. "I'm glad Jake!"
"Well as much as I hate to kick you out. It's seven, Bella. If you want to get home before Charlie you need to leave now." Sam stood and helped me up.
"Shit! Okay yeah. Jake come on!" I waved goodbye over my shoulder as Jake and I ran to my truck. I tossed the keys to Jake when he held out his hand.
"Let's get you home." Jake smirked jumping in the truck with me and driving off.