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Parachute by KitsuShel

Summary: After finding an abandoned child on the streets of Seattle, Bella Swan

raises him for five years as her own. What happens to their life when his

biological family is found?

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I wanna take you with me

To life with no more yesterdays

We can start again awake and so excited

And change the way we always push

We always pull

I'll open up and be your parachute

And I'll never let you down

So open up and be my human angel

And we'll only hit the ground

Running

Parachute ~ Train

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Prologue

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Taking a deep breath in through her nose, Bella pulled over to the side of the

road, just before a long driveway. Glancing in the rear view mirror, she gazed at

her eight year old son. His leg was bouncing, as he stared out of his window, a

nervous trait that he had picked up from her. He ran his hand through his mop of

unruly brown hair, which had bronze highlights running through it. His emerald

green eyes flicked towards hers quickly, before glancing back out of the window.

She knew the kid like the back of her hand. He was her best friend, after all.

"Jack? Are you okay?" Bella asked quietly. He nodded swiftly.

"Just nervous, Ma, you know?" he responded, glancing back at her.

Bella nodded, understanding. More than halfway across the country was so far

away from home. Here, just miles outside of Chicago, was a family that Jack

hadn't seen in over five years. Neither of them knew what to expect since she

had been too nervous to call and speak with anyone. This whole trip had been on

the spur of the moment. As soon as the private investigator that was hired, Jay

Jenks, had found the Cullens, Bella had booked their tickets to Chicago, not

thinking things through thoroughly. Now she was riddled with doubt.

Maybe it was better left alone, she wondered. Jack was her son. There was no

way to prepare for what might happen when they knocked on that door. Could

she share him? Could she give him up?

Bella's heart instantly started hammering in her chest and knew that the last one

wasn't an option. She couldn't survive without him. He was her life.

Turning the ignition and putting the car back in drive, she was tempted to just

turn back around, head to the airport and fly them right back to their little, cozy

three bedroom house near Seattle. Bella knew that she couldn't do that and that

Jack deserved to face his past and reconcile it with his present. She turned up the

mile long driveway and pulled up to the front of the enormous three story house.

With another deep breath, Bella turned off the car and unhooked her seat belt, as

did Jack. After climbing out of the driver's seat, she walked over to where her boy

was already standing by the rear passenger door.

He reached out blindly for his mother's hand, not being able to take his eyes off

of the house. She wrapped his small hand in hers and started to walk forward and

up the stairs that lead to the porch, which was large and held a swing on either

side. The house was white with blue accents. It had a very Southern feel to it.

"Are you ready?" Bella asked as she looked down at Jack. He nodded nervously.

"I feel like I'm going to puke though," he groaned lightly. She chuckled, thankful

for the small break in tension.

"Here we go," she whispered and she pressed her finger to the doorbell.

This was the beginning. Their lives would change drastically after this, she was

sure of it. Bella just prayed that it was for the better and not the worse.

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Parachute ~ Chapter One

September 23, 2005

"Bells! Time to get a move on, baby girl, or you'll be late!"

Groaning, Bella Swan rolled over and peeked under the covers to check out the

clock on her bedside table. [7:38]

"Shit, shit, shit!" she yelled as she jumped out of bed.

"Stupid freaking alarm. Argggh, I'm going to be late!"

Hastily, she grabbed a pair of jeans, a well-worn Rolling Stones shirt and clean

underwear from her drawer and rushed out of her room to get to the bathroom.

Her father, Charlie, was leaning against the wall between the two rooms, with a

smirk on his face.

"Oversleep, baby girl?"

Bella growled and shut the bathroom door with a huff. After quickly changing and

brushing her teeth, she took a deep breath and looked into the mirror while

brushing her long, dark brown hair. Her eyes were round, large and chocolate

colored. Her skin was pale and her smile could light up a room, although she

thought that she was rather plain. Pulling her hair up in a ponytail, she dashed

back into her room to grab her knapsack.

Charlie stood in the pale yellow kitchen and secured the lid on his daughter's

travel mug, which was now filled with hot chocolate, her morning beverage of

choice. He stepped out into the hall just as she was coming down the stairs. She

grinned and hugged him.

"Thank you, Daddy! You're a lifesaver!"

Charlie blushed slightly and scratched the back of his neck as he walked her out

the front door.

"Make sure you say 'Hi!' to Alice and Angela for me."

Alice Brandon and Angela Webber were two of Bella's closest friends. All three of

them went to Fork's High School together and decided to take some classes at

Port Angeles University for two years, before transferring to UW. Angela's mother

passed away last year, leaving Mr Webber and Angela to care for her twin 11

year old brothers. Angela felt better about waiting until the boys were starting

high school before transferring to UW's Seattle campus. Bella and Alice decided to

follow their best friend's lead and stay close to home for a little longer.

Jumping into her beat up old Chevy, which had been a sixteenth birthday present

from Charlie, Bella started off towards Port Angeles. If she could push Bessie to

go the speed limit, she might just make it to class on time.

Almost four hours later, Bella emerged from the Fine Arts building. An hour and a

half to get there and then a two hour Journalism class, made for one cranky and

hungry Bella. Luckily, she was meeting the girls just a few blocks away at a little

cafe, ironically called Brunch. Walking the three blocks to the cafe briskly, Bella

pulled out her phone to check her messages. Two missed calls, one from Alice

and one from her sort-of boyfriend, Jacob. She and Jake had been friends since

they were kids and fell into an easy relationship. It was more like hanging out

with a best friend than a boyfriend. Though, it was not for lack of trying to get

into her pants on Jake's part. She just wasn't sure if that was a step that she

wanted to take with him. Alice was all for her losing her V card and becoming a

"grown up". Angela was the complete opposite, championing her decision to wait

for the right person.

She put her phone back into her pocket as she opened the cafe door, deciding

that she would call him back later. She waved at Jodie at the hostess stand and

walked over to their usual table by the window. Angela and Alice were already

there waiting. Dropping her bag on the floor, she slid into the chair with a sigh.

"Ugh, I hate school. Why did I sign up for a 9:00 am class again?" she groaned,

as she laid her head on top of her arms on the table.

Alice giggled.

"Because you need the credits?" Angela piped up. Bella's stomached growled and

their waiter approached, as if on cue.

"Can I get you ladies the usual?" a deep, slightly Southern voiced drawled. Bella

looked up and smiled half-hearted at Jasper, who worked there part time while

going to Law School. He also happened to be Alice's boyfriend.

"Yes, please, Jazz!" Bella smiled up at him. Jasper was tall, about 6'5" with

slightly shaggy honey-colored hair, which curled around his ears and bright ice

blue eyes. He was a kind man with a relaxed and calm demeanor. He

complimented Alice's hyper pixie-like attitude. Anyone could feel the love radiate

off the two of them whenever they were near each other. Bella was in complete

awe of their relationship and perhaps a little jealous. She'd never tell Alice, but

she and Jasper were one of the biggest reasons why she couldn't sleep with Jake.

She was absolutely sure that she didn't love him, other than as a friend, so she

wanted to give herself to someone who loved her and treated her like Jasper did

to Alice. When she was a child, her parents argued constantly, until her mother

up and left them when Bella was 10. Renee Swan had been a bit flighty and a

free spirit, but no one would have expected her to up and abandon her little girl

and never look back. That was almost nine years ago and no one had heard from

Renee since, other than the occasional postcard she sent to Bella. They were

usually post-marked from places all around the world, from exotic locales to small

towns.

"I'm so happy that today is Friday! What are we doing this weekend, ladies?"

Alice chirped, as Jasper walked away to grab their usual assortment of food.

Angela smiled and shook her head, knowing already that she'd go along with

whatever Alice suggested. Bella chewed on her bottom lip slightly, in thought.

"I'm having dinner with my dad and Sue on Sunday night," Bella replied. "I think

they're finally going to tell me that he proposed and that she's moving in."

Bella shook her head and smiled. They thought they were being so secretive, but

Sue's son, Seth, was best friends with Jacob and he had already spilled the beans

to her earlier in the week. Sue was a sweet, kind-hearted woman who lived on

the Quileute Reservation not far from Forks. Her husband, Harry, had been one of

her dad's best friends for over 10 years before he passed away, about five years

ago. They had two children, Seth, who was 16 and Leah who was Bella's age, 19.

Seth was adorable and clearly inherited his mother's sweet disposition. Leah, on

the other hand, was miserable most of the time and came across as resentful of

her mother's relationship with Charlie.

"Oooh, I hope they let me help with the wedding plans," Alice squeed and clapped

her hands. Angela laughed softly at her friend's excitement. Alice was always

excited for any reason to throw a party.

"Why don't we all head into Seattle tomorrow morning and do some shopping for

the special occasion?" Alice suggested. Bella snorted.

"Like you need any reason to go shopping?" she asked her excitable friend. Alice

had the decency to smile somewhat sheepishly.

"I would be down for that," Angela piped in. "There's a book I've been meaning to

pick up for awhile now and a trip to the city would be nice."

Bella nodded her head in agreement. They had all worked their behinds off the

past few weeks, getting ready for finals. They deserved a break. Jasper and Jacob

were more than likely working all weekend, as usual, so it would be nice to have

a girl's day.

"Sounds like a plan, ladies. Now, let's get through the rest of the day's classes

before we get too excited about the weekend." Bella winked at her friends.

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Early the next afternoon, Bella found herself shoved into a dressing room by her

short, bossy friend.

"Alice," she whined, "it's only dinner with my dad and his girlfriend. Why do I

need a new outfit? You know how much I hate this kind of shit."

Angela snickered from the chair where she was skimming through the book she

had bought earlier.

"Oh, Bells!" Alice exclaimed. "What am I going to do with you? Mark my words,

one day I will make a shopper out of you!"

"Good luck with that. You've been trying for the past five years and it hasn't

gotten you anywhere yet," Bella laughed.

Bella picked up the tiny black strapless dress that Alice had sent in with her.

"You know, Allie, if I wore this tomorrow, Charlie would have a heart attack."

"True, but that doesn't mean that you can't try it on and maybe save it for a later

date! Every girl should have a little black dress."

"Alice," Bella sighed, "sweetie, I think this would qualify as a handkerchief on

me."

Suddenly, their conversation was cut short by a high pitched screeching sound.

Poking her head out the dressing room, Bella saw a little girl, around 7 years old,

who was clinging to a rack of dresses, refusing to let go.

"No, I don't wanna go! I wanna new dress!" she shouted at a weary-looking

woman. The woman rolled her eyes and jerked the girl by her arm.

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