A/N: Ok so the story is.. Kaitlin is a 17 year old girl, who, after finding out some shocking news, decides to try to dig up her history, her quest sends her to Forks Washington, where she finds out some weird things. how is she connected to Bella ad the Cullens?
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*NOTE* in this story we pick from from the middle of new moon- basically pretened Edward never came back and eclipse and breaking dawn didn't happen... this story was written BEFORE the release of breaking dawn..
ALL right belong to the amazing Stephenie Meyer. I only own (Kaity and Co.)
I sat at the police station, in a dark room, shivering. I had no idea what I was doing here. I'm a good kid. I've never gotten in much trouble. What is going on? I thought to myself.
The door behind me slammed shut and suddenly I got a feeling this had nothing to do with me. I didn't do anything. But something was terribly wrong. I was here to receive some bad news.
"Ms. Roberts?" the cop asked me as he moved to his desk and sat opposite me.
"Uhh... Kaitlin." I responded. I didn't like being called Ms. Roberts. It just sounded odd. I had always thought that my last name didn't suit me. I remember when I was 10, I asked my mum what my 'real' last name was because, Roberts always just sounded odd.
"Ms. Kaitlin, I'm Officer Banks. I'm afraid I have some bad news."
"What's wrong?" I said, keeping calm. I already knew it would be bad news.
"I'm afraid that Dr. Roberts and his wife have been involved in a fatal car accident and didn't make it..." I felt my jaw drop as shock coloured my face. I couldn't find my voice.
"What?" I finally managed to let out.
"I'm sorry Ms. Roberts, but there is more..." More? I just lost my parents. The two most important people in my life how can anything be worse than this? How can I be expected to deal with more?
"Ms. Roberts did you know that you were adopted?" Officer Banks asked me, hesitant.
"WHAT?! I was ADOPTED?! How do you know? Why didn't they tell me?" I was losing it. I didn't know if I was more upset about losing my parents or more furious that I didn't get to yell at them for not telling me I was adopted. Officer Banks handed me a piece of paper. It was my birth certificate. The one thing that caught my eye was the name.
'Kaitlin Elizabeth Alice Masen'. I couldn't believe this. My tears kept falling. No wonder Roberts always sounded weird. It wasn't my real last name. Somehow, it all made sense.
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I stared into the piece of paper for what seemed like forever. I had been numb since 9.30 this morning – when Officer Banks told me about the death of my 'adoptive parents'. I still had tears running down my cheeks as I kept re-reading my birth certificate. I must admit, with every time I read 'Kaitlin Elizabeth Alice Masen' I realized how much more natural that sounded- in comparison to Kaitlin Roberts anyway. I don't know how long I'd been laying on my bed crying before my birth parents even occurred to me. I may still have a family out there somewhere.
I jumped up and grabbed my phone frantically before rummaging through my uniform for that damn business card. "Got it!"
I wiped the tears from my face as I fumbled with the digits.
After three failed attempts, it finally rang.
"Officer Banks, can I help you?"
"Officer? It's Kaitlin… ughh... Roberts."
"Yes, Hello Kaitlin... is everything ok?"
"Not really… Officer what do you know about my birth parents?" I asked sounding desperate.
"Your birth parents? Uhh well as far as I know, you were born in a small town in Washington called Forks. Your Mother died shortly after you were born, so your grandfather put you up for adoption."
"What about my father?"
"I'm sorry Kaitlin; there are no records of your father. All I know is that he and your mother went to high school together. He left town eight months before you were born."
"So does he know about me?"
"I'm sorry Kaitlin, I don't know."
"Alright, thank you." I said quickly before hanging up. I moved to my desk – where my laptop sat. I opened Google and typed 'Forks Washington'. The first site to come up read 'Forks Washington – summer exchange program'. From that, I was sold. I opened the site and skimmed through, looking for a number to call. As soon as I found one I made the call, and an hour later, all was arranged. This is exactly what I was hoping to find. I had a reason to be again. I had to find out who I was- what happened to my family- if I still had family. No… I do have family out there. I can feel it. I do have family and my best bet on finding them was in the small town of Forks, Washington.
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