A/N: *** Please Read*** So it's been months, and I'm sooo sorry (and I'm sorry that I've said that AGAIN. LOL). But this is the last regular chapter of Seven Day Weekend. There will be an epilogue that I'll try to get to soon that will include Day 7 and a bit of the future. :) Please note that there will be some unanswered questions (example: the Zodiac killer - that's STILL an open case in some jurisdictions). So just keep that in mind. They WILL get their HEA but of course as promised! :D

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"I couldn't sleep a wink for tryin'

I saw the rising of the sun

And all the night my heart was cryin'

You're the one, You're the one."

- "Young Blood (You're The One)" by The Coasters

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From the Lincoln News, September 15, 1957:

Police are still on the hunt for teenager Edward Cullen and his girlfriend Isabella Swan. A city-wide search was expanded to a county-wide search yesterday, but there is still no sign of the missing couple.

As we reported previously, Cullen is believed to be a suspect in two shootings. If there is anyone with any information, they are urged to contact the police department immediately.

From the Seward Independent, September 15, 1957:

Statements made by the two teens who claim they were held hostage five days ago by a teenage couple are now emerging to the public.

"They were cruel," the girl said of the couple. "They didn't care what happened to us. All they wanted was our money and the car."

"I just don't want this to happen to anyone else," said the boy. "We're working with the police right now to try to get some sketches of them out there."

There's no word from police on when these sketches will be ready for the public to see. They also say they have no suspects and no leads.

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BPOV

"All of our clothes we left behind," I said dismally to Edward without looking at him.

"All the goddamn guns we left behind," he responded under his breath.

"Do you think…" I trailed off. He knew what I meant.

Would the cops find them and track us down?

"Nothing we can do about it now. We can only get as far away as we can." He squeezed my shoulder reassuringly.

Alice suddenly chimed in. "And, honey, don't you worry about a thing when it comes to clothes. I've got bags full of cute outfits in the trunk." Her tone sounded almost mischievous.

Great, I thought to myself, fighting the urge to roll my eyes and laugh. I've become her damn dress-up doll.

"It's true," Jasper said. "Hardly any room back there for my clothes."

"Oh, Jas, you're just a smelly boy. You know you don't give two shits about what you wear," she told him with a laugh.

I smiled and told her, "I only did 'cute' for school and that was just to please my mama." I looked at Edward and quietly added, "Of course, the skirts were for you."

He smirked and ran his finger from my elbow to my wrist, causing goose bumps to rise on my skin. "Always a fucking tease, Bella," he whispered.

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The drive was long. Too long. I had no clue where the hell we were. I didn't even know how long we'd been driving. Conversation was scarce. I don't know why. Maybe we were all nervous. Or just exhausted. Either way, my mind was spent. The adrenaline had left my body and reduced me to a mess. We stopped for a gas a couple times in towns I can't remember the names of. The blazing sun was shining in my face as it began to lower in the sky when I finally spoke again.

"Where in Texas are y'all from?" I asked Jasper. I figured that since we'd just spent hours in a car together, it'd be an okay question.

He chuckled. "Hey, now. The deal works both ways; you don't have to say where you're from and neither do we. Safer that way, don'tcha think?"

"Safer or just plain smarter?" I asked.

"Both," Edward confirmed seriously with a swift nod.

Nervously, Jasper cleared his throat. "So, man, you a fan of James Dean?"

I got the impression that Jasper was one of those types that hated tension and would say anything to lighten the mood.

"Yeah. What of it?" Edward responded, confused.

"You got that look. Ya know, blue jeans, T-shirt, the hair. No offense meant, of course."

Edward waved him off. "None taken."

I could see that Edward was being careful, just as he always was, but his expression was soft when he spoke to Jasper and Alice. He was comfortable with them. We were comfortable with them.

They're just like us.

I sighed heavily.

Such a refreshing thought.

I almost ached to share everything we'd done with them. Just so some of the tension would be off my fucking chest.

Of course, they weren't exactly like us. While I was dressed in jean shorts that I had owned since I was thirteen and an old red T-shirt, Alice had on a black, velvet jumper with a white button-down shirt underneath. She looked like she was on her way to church. Her short hair was pinned back, and her make-up was immaculate.

Jasper style of dress was not surprising. He looked like a fucking cowboy, minus the hat. He wore pointed boots, tight jeans, a thick belt, and a tucked-in, short-sleeved linen shirt. His hair was a bit long. Down to his ears and sort of messy.

"You a fan of Hank Williams?" Edward asked him, a relaxed smirk playing on his lips.

"Not at all. Why?" Jasper answered.

I couldn't help but laugh. I quickly gathered myself and said, "Okay, so where the hell are we? Is that question alright to ask?"

"Fine by me. And we're damn near close to Wyoming. I'd say an hour or so."

"Ugh, thank God!" Alice said and laid her head back on the seat. "I need to get out of this goddamn car."

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It would be another three hours before we settled on a town and found a motel. We were in Wyoming. It was a town called Casper. I didn't really give a damn what town it was to be honest. The fact that we were out of Nebraska gave me so much relief I could've cried.

It was dark by the time we arrived. Jasper ran into the office of the motel while the rest of us ducked down in the car.

He came back dangling a key on his index finger and said, "Easy as pie," with a grin on his face.

We remained huddled in the car as Jasper unloaded the trunk; four blue leather suitcases and one big brown one. Then he waved us in.

The room was small and musty with two beds topped with plain, blue blankets, two dressers, a little table and two chairs. The walls were white and a little dirty. The carpet was brown and really dirty.

For a moment I could only look around.

How the fuck did I get here? From home to here?

The place and people I saw around me almost felt like a dream… or a glimpse into someone else's life. Those kids, Jasper and Alice, were not my family. This motel room was not my home. A twinge of sadness crept into the pit of my stomach.

But then I looked at Edward, his sullen expression, his eyes filled with love as he looked at me… and everything fit again. The dirty motel room, Jasper, Alice - it was all okay when I looked at him.

This was my life now, and I was fine with that. I smiled at him and a calm settled over me. It was then that I realized how fucking exhausted I was and how much I just wanted to shower and go to bed.

"Shower's mine first!" Alice exclaimed and darted to the bathroom.

"Goddamn her…" I said under my breath jokingly.

Jasper heard me and laughed. "You gotta be on your toes with Alice. That girl's fucking spoiled."

I laughed lightly and made my way to one of the beds. Alice was spoiled. Spoiled rotten. I should've hated her. She was in the same ranks as Lauren Mallory; a girl from a rich, stuck-up family.

But I didn't hate Alice. I could see that she hadn't judge me once since meeting me, and I loved that. All those rich bitches back home did was judge me. She was honest about who she was and didn't give a shit what anybody thought about it… just like me. Another way we were the same, while still being totally different.

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EPOV

"I need a smoke," I said as I leaned against the wall in that shitty motel room. It felt like I hadn't smoked in hours. It had only been twenty minutes.

"Take one of mine. If you don't mind a Pall Mall, that is," Jasper offered, pulling a carton from his suitcase. He took one from the pack and held it out to me.

"Nah," I mumbled, grimacing a bit. I had my own, and I hated Pall Malls.

I almost considered it a celebratory smoke. We were in another state. Tracking us from county to county was hard enough for the cops. Now we were in Wyoming. That made it a hell of a lot harder for them.

I finally felt truly comfortable.

And I was comfortable with Jasper and Alice. They didn't know what we'd done, and they didn't seem to even care to know. The fucked up thing was that I almost didn't mind telling them.

I sat down at the small table and lit my Lucky with a match. The burn that rippled down my throat felt fucking wonderful. I breathed deeply.

Jasper plopped down in the seat across from me, lighting his own cigarette. Bella had laid down on one of the beds. She didn't even bother to take off her shoes or pull the blankets back. I knew she was as tired as I was.

I was about to go to her, just to ask if she was alright, when Jasper said, "Tomorrow we'll keep heading West. Anytime y'all want out, just let me know. I'll drop you off wherever you want."

I nodded appreciatively. "Thanks, Jasper. We're goddamn lucky we ran into ya."

He stole a quick glance at Bella. I eyed him carefully.

"Is your girlfriend alright? I mean, she seems tough, but if she's anything like Alice, she buries shit."

I waved him off. "She is tough, and she means it."

I didn't want to admit that I was worried about her too at times. But I was being honest about her; Bella was tough as fucking nails, and it was no act.

I took a long drag, savoring the sting in the back of my throat.

He took a drag as well and breathed harshly before saying, "Look, ain't none of my business and you don't have to say a damn thing, but if you're in as much trouble as I think you are, you might want to think about changing your look somehow."

I smirked and eyed him quizzically.

He continued, "You know, color your hair, wear different clothes. I don't know."

I laughed. "Maybe color my hair blonde like yours?"

"Hell. Blonde, black… doesn't matter. What about changing your name?"

I nodded. "I've thought about that," I said pensively.

"Do you know how close they are to you?" he asked next, carefully choosing his words.

"No fucking clue. I haven't seen any cops eyeing us, so I guess we're still in the clear… for now."

He smirked a bit and leaned back. "Well, I'll be damned. You might have made a clean getaway, making it to another state and all without so much as a hard look from anyone."

I sighed. "I don't think they'll ever stop looking for us."

"Must be some heavy shit you've done." He stopped and put up his hands. "But like I said, none of my business."

I didn't say anything. I wanted to. Goddamn me, I wanted to tell him everything. Somehow, telling him made sense.

It would be so easy: "I've killed people. Lots of people."

But it wasn't that easy. How the hell do you admit something like that to anyone?

Just then, Alice burst from the bathroom, saving me from the moment. A white towel was wrapped around her, and her short hair was still wet.

"Much better," was all she said before grabbing a suitcase and disappearing into the bathroom again.

"It'll be another thirty minutes before either of us can take a piss," Jasper said passively with a chuckle after taking another drag.

I looked at Bella again. Her chest was rising and falling steadily. I was happy that she had fallen asleep so fast. All I wanted to do was curl up with her and hold her all night.

As if Jasper could read my mind, he said, "It's late. We've got a hell of a lot of driving to do tomorrow. The further away, the better. We better get some shut-eye."

I nodded and snuffed out my cigarette. Jasper went to the other bed and pulled back the blankets. He removed his shoes, his belt and untucked his shirt before climbing in under the covers.

I made my way over to Bella and stopped beside the bed. She was sleeping soundly on her stomach, her arms raised above her head. My eyes swept over her body. I smiled a little and held back a chuckle when I thought about how old those shorts were. The barely fit her. They rode up so high, I could glimpse the white panties underneath. The thin, red T-shirt clung to her back and shoulders in a way that made a breath catch in my lungs.

I knelt down and removed her shoes then removed my own. I untucked my white shirt and laid down beside her, wrapping my arm around her small waist and pulling her to me with a content sigh. She buried her face into my chest and breathed deeply.

We were so fucking perfect together.

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September 14, 1957 - Day 6

"Alight! Everyone up!"

Sunlight suddenly flooded the back of my eyelids, and I turned over quickly. Bella stirred next to me.

"Come on! It's the ass crack of dawn, we've got to get going!"

It was Alice's chirping voice. She was clapping her hands sporadically as she spoke. I looked around the room, my eyes still adjusting to the light, and saw both her and Jasper walking around the room, gathering their things.

I sat up and placed my hand on Bella's back. "Bella, we've gotta go," I told her quietly.

"Fuck off," she answered sleepily.

I laughed and rubbed her back. "Come on. Don't be a little devil now. Get your shit together so we can get back on the road."

She rolled onto her back with a huff and looked at me. Suddenly her hand shot up, and she grabbed the back of my head, gripping my hair with her fingers. "Get your ass over here."

She pulled me to her and pressed her mouth to mine firmly. My body collapsed on top of hers. I groaned as I felt her soft tongue against my lips, and I fought the urge to unbutton her shorts and yank off her shirt. I wrapped my arms around her waist instead, pinning them underneath her to keep them still and kissed her back with all the intensity I could muster.

Her mouth. It tasted so goddamn sweet.

"Um… make ya a deal, guys," I heard Jasper begin to say from across the room. Bella broke our fervent kiss, and I rolled my eyes. We both looked at him as he continued. "We'll let y'all have the backseat during the drive, and we promise we won't look."

Bella laughed as she climbed out from under me and off the bed.

Before she could make it to the bathroom, Alice was in front of her, gripping her shoulders.

"Are you ready, my dear?" she asked playfully with a sly smile.

Alice was already dressed head-to-toe in her rich bitch threads. This time it was a white dress with small, red dots all over it. A thick, red belt was wrapped around her waist. Her black hair was pinned back again with short bangs laying across her forehead.

Bella sighed and smirked at her. "Just don't turn me into Judy Garland."

Alice giggled and shook her head. "No, honey, no. I try for Rita Hayworth or Rosemary Clooney. You know, sexy and shit." She took Bella by the hands and bounced to the bathroom. Yes, bounced. The girl bounced.

Jasper and I were silent as he finished re-packing some of Alice's suitcases. It only took me a moment to put on my shoes, comb my hair through with my fingers, and make sure I had my packs of Lucky's and matches.

As I pressed a smoke between my lips and prepared to light it, Bella and Alice emerged from the bathroom. Alice swept by her, a satisfied smile on her face, and stood next to Jasper. Bella tentatively stepped out, looking exasperated. And very fucking sexy.

Her lips were painted a deep red. Her hair was pulled back in a high ponytail. She was wearing black tapered pants, a dark green button down shirt that was short-sleeved and tied at the waist, exposing a sliver of soft, pale skin, and black flats.

The cigarette almost fell from my lips, but I kept my cool and struck a match to light it. My eyes stayed on Bella, who I could tell was searching my face for a reaction.

I smiled at her. She was still my Bella, only in designer clothes.

She smiled back and nodded.

"Another masterpiece, thanks so me," Alice said, doting on Bella.

Bella walked over to me, still smiling and holding her old clothes and shoes under her arm, but rolled her eyes playfully at Alice's comment.

Jasper cleared his throat. "Well, I think we're all set. Let's pack the car and take off."

He grabbed Alice's hand and headed to the door with us following behind.

"Let's see what other shenanigans we can get into," Alice joked.

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I didn't want anymore "shenanigans", as she called them. I wanted them to be over and done. I wanted to be someone else. I wanted another reality. The only thing that wouldn't change in my new reality would be Bella. She would always be with me.

We would both be different people together.

But I knew there was one other thing that wouldn't change - the fact that I had killed people. No matter the reason, out of necessity or not, I had killed people. There was nowhere I could go and nothing I could do to erase that fact.

If I didn't have Bella, I'd sink. I'd put that pistol right in my mouth and blow the back of my head out without one hesitation or tear in my ear.

Adding the aid of Alice and Jasper to the mix helped also. I felt sane. I just prayed, fucking begged God that that didn't change. I didn't want to kill them too.

"Anybody else gotta piss?" Jasper asked, pulling me from my thoughts.

He didn't give us a chance to respond before stopping on the side of the road next to a collection of trees. He hopped out and quickly disappeared behind them.

"Come on, hon, let's stretch our legs," Alice said cheerfully then got out of the car.

I wound my arm around Bella's waist and pulled her to me, planting a soft kiss on her lips.

"Edward, when are we gonna bail? I mean, we can't stay with them forever."

I nodded. We'd been driving for five hours. There had to be a point where we separated ourselves from them.

"Just be patient, Bella. With them, we've got extra cover, ya know? The cops are looking for two people, you and me. They're not looking for four. And no one would recognize you dressed like that," I said with a playful smirk, eyeing her up and down.

"Shut up," she said and smacked my shoulder.

"We'll go off on our own again soon. I promise."

She pressed her forehead to mine. "You're waiting for something. We're in another state and you're wanting to stick with them longer. Why?"

"I don't know." I really didn't know. "Maybe they can be more useful to us. I don't fucking know. Next town, and we'll take off."

"I just don't want anyone to get hurt. Jasper… I like him, but I'm betting he'd do whatever he needed to do… like you would." Her tone was almost sad.

"I don't see it coming to that. We're both being careful. We don't want to hurt each other."

She forced a nod and released a harsh breath. "Okay."

The passenger door suddenly opened, and Alice peeked her head in. "You coming?" she asked with a smile.

Bella looked at me again.

"Go ahead," I told her. "I'm gonna check with Jasper. See what the plan is."

Alice shut the door.

"I won't go far, kid," Bella assured me. She kissed me softly and pushed the back door opened.

I waited a moment before exiting the car. I lit up a smoke and relaxed, inhaling heavily and letting the nicotine soothe me. When I finally climbed out, I spotted Alice and Bella about twenty feet away next to the trees talking and laughing a bit. Jasper was sitting in the gravel by the shoulder, a disgusting Pall Mall hanging from his lips.

I walked over and joined him.

"We're getting into the forests now," he said, looking around.

We weren't quite in the trees yet, but they were off in the distance all around us. A few more miles, and we'd be right in the middle of them.

"We're close to Montana," he added. "Maybe a little over an hour away."

I took a drag and sighed. "At the next town, we're gonna go on by ourselves. I think we're far enough."

He shrugged. "Suit yourselves. Are you gonna hitch more rides or try to find a car like you tried with us?"

I had no fucking clue. "It's not that easy for us. We've taken cars but not without…"

…murdering for them.

I almost said it. It was on the tip of my goddamn tongue.

He scoffed and blew out a breath of smoke. "Without what? Killing for 'em?" Then he chuckled.

I stayed silent for a moment. I couldn't help it anymore. I had to say it. He had guessed anyway. I trusted him enough to tell him.

"My name is Edward. My girl's name is Bella. And the answer to your question is yes."

He looked over at me with a look that I thought was disbelief, but then quietly said, "I knew it."

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BPOV

"So, do you like your new look?" Alice asked me once we stopped in front of the trees.

I looked myself over and said, "It's sure different."

"Which is a good thing, right?" she asked, her eyes bright with hope.

"Well, it's just that I hated the girls that dress like this back home," I told her.

"Ugh, I know what you mean." She rolled her eyes.

Surprised, I laughed lightly. "What? But you dress like this all the time, don't you?"

"Of course I do. I like to look pretty," she said with a nod and a smile. "But I am not a bitch. My family may be rich, but I want no part of that lifestyle. That's why I love Jasper and ran away with him." She looked over at him affectionately. "He's fun. He makes me feel free. And I can still be pretty while being free."

"Yeah, that's why I love my boyfriend. He makes me feel the same way," I glanced at Edward just as he ran his hand through his hair. My pulse picked up a little. "I'd go anywhere with him."

"I'd stick with Jasper no matter what he's done. He hasn't done much… yet. Just knocked off a couple service stations. But I don't care. He could kill, and I'd stay with him."

I looked down, the words "I know exactly what the fuck you mean" aching to be said.

"If you're anything like me, then I'm sure you would." I put my hand lightly to my mouth, knowing I shouldn't have said that, but not entirely regretting it.

"Wow. You mean your boyfriend has killed people?" Alice asked, sounding almost excited.

"Look, Alice, I shouldn't have said anything. Just forget it." I was shaking my head and taking a step back.

She stepped closer. "It's okay, really! You don't have to worry about us. We're not gonna tell anyone."

I lifted my eyes, and her expression was soft and concerned. "I know you won't," I told her honestly. "I just don't want anyone to get hurt."

"No one's going to be hurt. I just want to help, hon. I'm sure Jasper does too. It's not that often we meet another pair who are in deeper shit than we are." She laughed and after a moment, I joined in.

"You can call me Bella. And his name is Edward."

I felt like a ten-thousand pound boulder had just been lifted off my chest.

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EPOV

"What the hell do you mean 'you knew it'?" I asked, my eyes narrowed with surprise.

"I knew whatever you did had to be the worst of the worst, and what's worse than killing?" he answered.

I gave a slight nod. "Well, we're fucked anyway. We can keep running, but they'll always be looking."

He looked me right in the eye. "Not if you change who you are. Your look, your name… everything." He glanced at the ground and took another long drag. "Alice and I should do the same. We haven't done half the shit y'all have, but if we're going to help you, then we should all become different people."

"If you're going to help us?" I asked him, shocked.

He smirked and nodded. "We're always looking for adventure. I also stole Alice away from her family, and those fuckers won't give up on finding her unless I change her completely."

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I was almost celebrating by the time we got back into the car. Jasper blasted the volume of the radio as we strolled into a town called Dubois, WY to stop for gas.

As The Coasters sang "Young Blood", Jasper and I told the girls our decision. I knew he was right. We had to change. We had to cease being Isabella Swan and Edward Cullen. And if the four of us were in it together, our chances would be pretty damn good.

Bella listened intently, the corner of her mouth curved upward like she was trying to stifle a smile.

Alice was glancing out the window, listening to us but singing along quietly with the song.

"I couldn't sleep a wink for tryin' / I saw the rising of the sun / And all the night my heart was cryin' / You're the one / You're the one."

We kept talking. Random thoughts and ideas were brought to the table as we pressed on into a new state. Jasper named towns that he knew of in Montana. Alice spoke about hair dye and shopping. I tried to figure out how we could find new names for ourselves. There would be no more killing, no more stealing. Once we were new people, things would be done right.

Bella didn't say much. She just sat smiling, our arms wrapped around each other. No tension between us, just peace. For the first time, there was peace.

She laid her head against my neck, and I kissed her forehead. She took in a long, content breath and got us planning.

"Where do we start?"

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