Authors Note: Welcome to The Plan, a Twilight Fanfiction focusing on the romance between Paul Lahote & OC, this work of Fiction dips into some of the plot of Eclipse & New Moon. I hope you enjoy and please leave a review!

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England, Oxford: June

The laptop dings and the icon appears notifying me I have a new inbox message. Craning my neck, I turn to check behind me. The coast is clear. I drag the mouse over and click opening up the account. It has to be Bella.

Subject: News!

I hover over the email building up to opening the text. The room is cold and I involuntarily shiver. We are entering June now but the temperature is barely above five degrees. They keep saying it's do with Global Warming.

Glancing over to the digital clock on the desktop I hurry myself. It is close to nine o'clock and curfew for my internet access. Here in England I am five hours ahead of Bella who would just be finishing High-School for the day.

A flick of my hand, and a double-click. The email launches on to the screen. I begin reading, subconsciously gnawing at my lip.

Hey Immie,

How is the job going at the gallery? I hope you've managed to check out some amazing art so far! I wish there was more cultured stuff like that here in Forks.

Just a quick one as I've just got in from School and Charlie will be home soon. He'll want dinner. Pork chops anyone?

So new news. Exciting news. Not many people know yet.

I'm engaged. To Edward. He proposed. So that's pretty cool. But not everyone agrees.

No guessing who right!

I wanted to let you know this in person. But for obvious reasons that's not happening anytime soon. After we get married, I'm getting turned. I've finally convinced Edward to change me. Everything's falling into place, right?!

You should even be here for the wedding by the time you come over. How great.

I know you of all people will understand how much I need this.

Love Bella.

It takes me three re-reads to reassure myself that what I am reading isn't a typo.

My head thumps as I take a long breath in then exhale.

Bella Swan is going to become a Vampire. Sooner than later it had appeared.

The sound of a key turning against the lock, and the barking of the dogs warn me of the pressing time issue. I glance down to the right of the screen again. It has gone nine o'clock now and my Foster Mum is returning from her shift at the hospital.

My fingers dance across the keyboard, pressing heavily on the keys.

Subject: WHAT THE HELL!

OooO

"Honey, I'm really not sure this is the right time for all this..." Anna my Foster Mum begins to reason breaking off at my frown.

We sit across from each other at the dinner table. She dressed in her Nurses uniform is having breakfast with us before she leaves. Tom, her husband and my Foster Dad sits at the head of the table looking cautiously from one of our faces to the other.

"Why not?" I object. We run through the conversation for the fourth time now. "I mean, I'm eighteen now, I've just finished sitting my exams" I rush to explain. It's been a few days since Bella's email and my mind hasn't stopped whirling through the repercussions of such a confession.

"It's not like I'm not even going to end up in Washington soon anyway!" I reminded them both. "You know I'll be going to do my gap year over there and then start my deferred place at the University".

Tom sighs and I resign myself smugly to the fact I have persuaded him.

Taking another breath, I am about to lurch into my second part of the argument.

"I hear you Imogen, it's just ... I wanted to spend more time with you before you left us" she sighs.

"I know Mum" I relent reaching across to touch her hand gently. I hardly call her Mum anymore, not since I was a child really.

"What with you having been so ill recently, and just getting on a plane and heading off to somewhere at the drop of a hat, it's all crazy!" she raises her voice as stands up from the table looking away.

I swing my feet back and forth and Daisy the dog licks at my toes.

"I think Imogene deserves to meet her brother, Anna" Tom counters and we both give him a pointed expression. Meeting my Brother was part of the plan, that was true. But I wasn't so sure he wanted to meet me.

He is right though. I have many reasons for getting to Washington. Some are just easier to justify than others.

The room fell silent and I stare at the oak of the table studying the twisting grains. The walls are magnolia and light would usually flood the room from two large bay windows. Had the weather have been better of course. We live in a detached house on the outskirts of Oxford. It has been my home for as long as I can remember and the three of us live here, a family. Of sorts.

I think Anna brought it because she liked the water, the canal that ran behind the back garden. Tom preferred it for the big windows and the spacious office which he occupied for his writings. He is a Scholar and the reason we had moved to the United Kingdom. Tom had received a job offering from Oxford University, so we'd left Forks. We left a lot of things actually.

"Fine then. You are old enough to make this decision. If it's what you really want, then so be it!" she relents throwing her arms up and sighs.

"How soon are planning on leaving?" Tom questions looking at me with large blue eyes that rip into my soul.

I can't seem to hold his stare to long, looking down I blush.

"I booked the first flight I could get. I'm flying out in two days" I explain.

Anna gasps and Tom coughs.

Daisy keeps licking at my toes and I cast my stare down rubbing at her head.

Two days won't leave me much time for preparations.

OooO

I don't like travelling. I disliked international travel even more.

The flight from London to Forks feels like it takes decades. I am of course exaggerating but my nerves feel stoked.

Slumping in the seat at the airport lounge I am trying to ignore my failing phone battery. The past two days have been a whirlwind of activity.

All my plans for travelling to La Push, Washington in the summer have been forced abruptly forwards and I have niggling worries of what I've forgotten. I have written endless lists and made hours' worth of phone calls. Chasing up Doctors notes, health insurance, plane tickets, speaking to school administrators and trying to explain to Charlie Swan why my visit is now needed so soon.

My Foster parents hadn't been able to both come to the airport. Anna is working, so Tom had driven me to the airport escorted by grey storm clouds. We awkwardly bid each other goodbye in only the way we could. Close wasn't quite how I would describe the relationship.

La Push. Forks. I roll the foreign words around in my head letting them invade my thoughts. These places were home.

La Push came first, until I was a few months old, and orphaned under suspicious circumstances. Then not long afterwards getting adopted by Anna and Tom Morgan. We moved away when I was five. My Foster parents still refer to it as home. But I'd never seen it that way.

I have a distaste for the place. It is cold, wet and by no means easy to get too. We visited every few years, when I was younger it had been more regularly than that still.

My eighteenth birthday brought through access to a small trust fund my birth Mother had left for me, and the inheritance of her bungalow. It had been tied up in the trust fund and not sold despite her passing.

A neighbour had taken care of the property after my Mother's death. Anna once told me Tom paid him a small fee monthly for general maintenance and handiwork.

I decided to take a gap year when I had some health complications. La Push provides me with a perfect escape, even if it was not an ideal one? Not exactly working as a barista on a Greek Island, or backpacking across Asia as some of my friend were planning but it was a start. I enrolled to take an art degree at Washington University and it allows me some time to sell the bungalow and tie up loose ends about the trust fund.

I remind myself that this is still the plan.

Stick to the plan.

I just had a few curve balls to deal with before then.

The biggest being Bella wanting to become a vampire. Then the small pressing matter of trying to get to know my half-brother. Easy.

An announcement for my flight bellows through the lounge and I stand quickly and begin to gather my thoughts.

I am doing this for Bella. Bella needs me.

I had planned my return to La Push, and Forks once Bella's emails had started. Since her moving in with Charlie from Phoenix we'd been in correspondence daily discussing the turbulence high-school life and adjusting. Then she started to tell be about the Cullen's and then of Edward. Vampires. She told me she was dating a Vampire. Next though came the Quileute Wolves. This was all the stuff of legend, fantasy, and yet somehow it was playing out in life.

However, Bella's emails, they didn't stop. They just got darker. She almost died, multiple times. In her first year, she was running with Vampires and then not long after discovering the Shape-Shifter Pack. A spiral of depression and the return of her now Fiance had her life 'back on track'.

She is in deep trouble, and maddeningly in love with a Vampire. All the while being hotly pursued by a Wolf who is desperate for her.

Bella had been upset by my early arrival. Frustrated probably. Unlike her farther, Charlie, who was happy for Bella to have a healthier influence in her life. I couldn't agree with him, but I decided we could roll with the idea. It made for less explaining.

My plan is to give Bella advice, support and mostly to try to make everyone behave. Plus the small matter of trying to delay her from becoming a Vampire. That's what friends are for right?