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Summary: Every year on September 13th I die. Only to have my life breathed back into me the next day. The only way to make it stop is to connect with someone that goes though the same thing. Let the needle search begin.

Last Time:

Carlisle POV

I was yet again unsure as to what to tell her. A positive approach seemed to be the most logical.

"Perhaps we can meet with him. Learn more about what he's experienced himself. Where does Edward live Alice?"

Alice was silent for a moment before speaking.

"He lives in Chicago." She answered softly.

I hadn't anticipated him to be just up the road. "I see, thank you Alice."

Nor, had I expected Bella's impatience. "How soon can we leave, Carlisle?"

It wasn't a surprise really, Bella had been looking for answers for so long and now to be so close there was no way to hold back her excitement.

"We can leave as early as tomorrow. But Bella please remember that it may not be that easy to find him." I said in a calm tone.

Chapter 4: Finding Edward Masen

Bella POV

Even though I was no stranger to travel, I still found it amazing to be going to Chicago of all places. I prayed that the 'windy city' was still home to the one person I hoped held the answer to my condition: Edward A. Masen.

So many things were running through my head, as Carlisle's car continued down the road. What would he be like when we found him? Dark, mysteries, and well kept, or would he be homely. I cringed at the thought of him being like some crazed shut in.

Sometime during our drive I must have fallen asleep. It wasn't long before I heard Carlisle calling my name.

"Bella, it's time to wake up. We've arrived in Chicago."

Leave it to a Cullen to turn a week long drive into a two day one.

Uh, what, oh okay." I fumbled over my words as I worked on getting myself awake more.

After we had gathered up our bags, Carlisle led us to our rooms. You would think that a three hundred plus year old vampire would want to stay under the radar. However, from the look of things, we had the two best suites in the hotel.

We then had lunch brought up to our rooms. As I ate my grilled cheese sandwich, I kept glancing over at Carlisle.

"Um…Carlisle, what are you going to do for food while we're here?"

He gave me a soft smile as he answered my question. "There is a cluster of woodland a little ways out of town I'll take a look around and hunt there if I feel the need too."

My eyes gazed over at the door that separated the two rooms. I could hear Jacob's snores through the door already.

"Carlisle, would it be alright if I went for a short walk? Just to take a look around I won't go far."

He was silent for almost too long, making me think that his answer was no.

"I suppose a short walk would be all right. But, please only go down the first street in front of the hotel and no farther."

I smiled up at him, "You got it. Just down the street in front of the hotel. You're the best Carlisle."

Giving him a brief hug, I then disappeared out the door. So I was unaware of what he had whispered as I left.

"Be safe Bella."

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I didn't really expected Carlisle to say yes. So I couldn't help but wonder if he was following me, or maybe there was a hidden tracking device on me that I didn't know about. A small chuckle escaped from within me as I shook the thought from my head.

The leaves on the trees were starting to change from green, to shades of yellow, and orange, as well as a few reds. Reminding everyone that fall was on its way. The cool air felt nice against my face as I walked down the sidewalk.

I had decided to do some window shopping, there were a lot of different little treasure shops and boutiques. The store that held my interest the most was a small out of the way bookstore; I just knew I had to go inside for a while.

My own piece of heaven that's what lay inside this bookstore. Though I didn't have any money on me, I decided that there was no harm in borrowing the shelves. The new and old smell to the books was like a drug. New books have a fresh paper and ink smell and the spines do a small cracking sound as I open the front cover. The older books, have a slight musty smell to them I love to call it a lived in smell.

Older books have been here for a while and seen things; they've been handled and then put back on the shelf. Today I dared to dream, I walked to the back of the store until I found the aisle I was looking for, hard covered classics.

I started to scan the shelves for my favorites: Romeo and Juliet, Wuthering Heights, The Great Gatsby and just for fun The Hobbit by JR Tolkien. To my delight they have all four, I pull Romeo and Juliet and the Great Gatsby from the shelves first. My brain then registered the rectangular piece of plastic in my back pocket; it's the black gold unlimited card Carlisle had gave me for my birthday.

If I only bought two of the books, I was sure that I wouldn't feel bad about using the card. Once I had paid for the books, I turned to leave the store and in my excitement I bump right into someone causing them to drop their bag.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry." I bend down to retrieve my bag and help them do the same, our fingers brush against one another. At that moment, I feel as if fire has been set free across my skin only to have it cool as if by a touch of water, I've never felt anything like it before.

I lift my head to look at them and I'm greeted by a stunning pair of green eyes. I never knew eyes could be so green before. Somehow I manage to find my voice and I apologize once again.

"I'm so sorry, I should have been paying attention." My cheeks flush red and there is no way for me to hide it.

"It's quite all right. I should have done the same." His voice was like velvet and I feel my heart beat quicken in my chest. I take a moment to take in the rest of him; sharp yet smooth cheek bones, on top of his head a mess of unruly bronze colored hair. There doesn't appear to be an ounce of fat on him. For one brief second I'm reminded of the Adonis sculpture.

Just as I recover my wits, I realize that the handsome stranger I had just bumped into is gone, without even telling me is name. I was so taken by him, that I didn't even know that I had the wrong bag in my hand until I reached the hotel and had returned to my room.

Reaching into the bag I ended up pulling out a hardback edition of Pride and Prejudice, and piano music to Claire De Lune by Debussy

"Okay, these are so not the books I bought."

That's when I realized what had happened. I dropped my bag when I bumped into that young man at the book store.

"Now what am I going to do?" I then let out a sigh as I allowed myself to fall back on the bed.

I jumped when Carlisle's voice came from beside me.

"We can go back to the book store, and ask them to see their records on who purchased these items and then return them to their owner."

That did seem like the logical thing to do. There was also the fact that I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd somehow met the young man I'd bumped into. It however was impossible because this was the first time I'd ever been to Chicago.

I then remembered something else I wanted to ask Carlisle.

"Have you heard anything more on Edward Masen whereabouts here?"

Carlisle shook his head. "No. Jasper is still reaching out to a few more of his connections."

I was quiet for a little while, until I couldn't help it.

"Do you think we will find him? Or did I just send us on a fool's journey?"

As much as I tried to hide it from Carlisle, I knew he could hear and see the defeat on my face.

"Yes, Bella I think we will find him. You just can't give up just yet.

That's all for this chapter, sorry for the long wait. For those that didn't know I had a baby this year. So my updates are a little slow right now, but they are coming.

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