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Angels on the Moon

PREFACE

I've finally found someone I loved after all of these years; it's hard to believe that I, of all 'people', really get someone like her. She means more to me than anything else in this world. I can't even imagine my world without her. I was away from her once, and it was the darkest, deepest and most unbearable part of my life.

I seem to have caused her so much trouble. Near-death experiences day after day, week after week, time after time. What if I can't protect her this time? She says that she could run from someone she feared, she could try to fight someone she hated. But that fight could be lost. My whole life is set to protecting her from those types of killers – the enemies. But what if the killer is someone that she loves?

She wants it. There's nothing I can do; it would hurt her so much to take away someone she loves.

But how can she expect me to stand here and watch as it takes away her life, little by little? She won't run, she won't fight; because she says it would hurt it.

But how can she expect me to stand and watch her take her own life away? Does she expect to live through this? Does she expect me to live through this?

How could I, when this is all my fault?

Chapter 1 – ENGAGED

Bella is safe. Nothing will happen to her. I put her in the best protection I could; Alice would call me if anything came up, and Bella won't get into any trouble in her own home. No vampires are visiting, Victoria is eliminated, and that stupid mutt is long gone. Everything would be perfect, if only it didn't hurt Bella so much that he had disappeared. The posters around town didn't help. Looking at Jacob's face every time she drove by a store that happened to hang one up in the window, she was devastated. It was like she fell apart over and over again. It burned me to see her so upset, crying, and knowing that there was nothing I could do about it.

Yes, she'll be fine. There's no reason she should think about him now. But, she never does do what I expect, so I can't be sure. Maybe she will drive through town and see one of the posters? What if she saw someone as tall as him and was mistaken, for one minute, and lost some of her concentration and swerved into a pole? What if she got hurt? Or paralyzed? Or if she DIED?

No, that wouldn't happen. I tried to make sure of it. The car I left her would protect her, much better than that beat up truck of hers. If she hit a pole, the pole would be dented, not her. If she got in a crash, she could just drive away. She would be fine in a lightning storm, and if there was an attack on America, not only would she be protected from missiles, guns and bombs, but a tank could roll over the car, and she would be fine. The only thing she has to worry about hurting her is me.

A herd of deer suddenly stopped for a drink to the west. I ran, the burst of fresh air exhilarating to my lungs, even though it was unnecessary. I found them, and stopped, analyzing which ones were the largest, and picking my target. I silently sprung, and took down the huge buck that seemed to lead the rest. I felt the fire-hot blood run down my throat, and his body go limp in my arms. I then took down two more deer, and filled my stomach until it seemed that if I drank anymore, I wouldn't be able to move. I ran back to where Emmett was playing around with a bear, and hopped into the tree to watch impatiently. My recent meal sloshed uncomfortably through me, but at least the extra precautions meant that it would be all the easier to be around Bella, and I wouldn't have to hunt for another while.

I watched as Emmett dove and tackled the furious grizzly bear. He backed up a few steps, and waited for it to get up. The poor creature… it's times like these that I hate being a vampire. I'm glad that Emmett doesn't mind though, or at least, he doesn't mind the diet. When it comes to grizzly bears, that is. He doesn't seem to regret it at all… can he really still be upset over the lost match those years ago?

I chuckled, and he looked over, confused. The grizzly saw his chance, and he dove at Emmett. But even though he wasn't paying attention, he still had time to raise an arm and stop the bear from attacking. He had been playing his game for a while now; he was extremely grateful that the poor bear had wandered all the way to the forest near our house. The unsuspecting creature had no idea what was coming.

Emmett decided that it was finally time to leave the bear alone, and so he finished it off, finally letting it fade away in peace.

Peace. It seems that Bella and I will finally have a chance to rest, and she's no longer on any hit-list. Except for my own.

I sighed. Poor Bella. Her expectations are so high, and she seems to think that she'll be fine after our… honeymoon. I wish she could see that it's not that easy. I don't have that much control. But I agreed to it anyways, being incredibly selfish, as usual. At least we have the wedding…

It was going to be fantastic. Alice appreciated that Bella was letting her run it, and she was working as hard as she could to get everything ready. Esme helped too, of course, and to my surprise, so did Bella's mother, Renee. Poor Charlie never expected her to be so into the wedding plans. The day he found out, he thought that she would be the one to flip out and get angry about it. Smiling, I remembered the night that we told Charlie…

* * *

I could hear the chief's cruiser from a distance. When it finally pulled in the driveway, Bella started to shake. She tucked her hand under her leg, slid it into her pocket, and then looked at me as I held her hand in my own.

"Stop fidgeting, Bella. Please try to remember that you're not confessing to a murder here."

"Easy for you to say."

Hah. She had no idea. I knew that this was going to go well, thanks to Alice and her visions. But Bella never asked, so I never told her. She was going to have to react as if she had no help from the supernatural. At least she didn't see it coming; it was obvious. Her heart rate accelerated as Charlie walked up to the house. Obviously, she wasn't so confident. I could barely hear the pauses between her heart beats as Charlie turned the key in the already open door.

"Calm down, Bella," I whispered. My attempts of rubbing circles in her hand weren't working.

When Charlie opened the door, she jumped a mile. I chuckled softly under my breath, too low for her to hear.

"Hey, Charlie," I called, listening to his thoughts.

Edward's here again? Why can't Bella just leave the boy alone.

"No!" Bella protested softly, interrupting 'Charlie's' train of thought.

"What?"

"Wait till he hangs his gun up!"

I chuckled a bit louder this time, running my hand through my messy hair.

Charlie came around the corner. He still had his gun in his hands, much to Bella's dismay. He quickly wiped a grimace of his face when he saw us sitting together on the loveseat.

I don't know how much more of this I can take. But it's what Bella wants, so I'm going to have to try to like him anyways. Well, here goes nothing…

He attempted to smile, but it turned out as another grimace. "Hey kids. What's up?"

I smiled back. "We'd like to talk to you. We have some good news."

Good news? Bella doesn't look very happy… if that boy knocked her up, I'll have him sent to prison! Good news? It better be GOOD.

"Good news?" He growled, turning his glare from Bella to me.

"Have a seat, Dad," Bella choked. If only she was a better actor… I knew Charlie's thoughts before I heard them.

He knocked my Bells up! But wait now Charlie, get a hold of yourself. This is my Bella we're talking about here. Don't jump to conclusions… interrogate them. Gather ALL the evidence.

He then looked back to Bella, and decided to take her advice. He sat down on the very edge of the recliner.

"Don't get worked up, Dad," Bella coaxed. "Everything's okay."

I grimaced. Everything's okay? OKAY? This is much more than okay, Bella should know that. This is perfect. This is wonderful. This is going to be the most glorious day of my life. Unfortunately, Charlie didn't think so, or at least, he didn't think so by the look of Bella's face.

"Sure it is, Bella, sure it is. If everything is so great, then why are you sweating bullets?"

He had a point.

"I'm not sweating," Bella lied.

I chuckled again under my breath as she tucked her head into my chest. She attempted to secretly wipe the hand across the back of her forehead, but it didn't work. I noticed.

Charlie noticed, too.

That's enough. Bella's scared, Edward's perfectly fine with everything… he must not care in the least.

I CARE!

Bella… my poor Bella… Bells is pregnant! I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!

"You're pregnant!" he screamed. "You're pregnant, aren't you!

He glared at me. Of course that would be my fault, if it could ever happen. Little did he know how genetically impossible that was. But Charlie didn't know that, and I didn't get upset in the least about what he was thinking.

I'll kill him now! How dare he! He's obviously going to leave poor Bella all alone. He knocked up my daughter! MY BABY! I'll KILL him!

His hand twitched towards his gun. I hope he doesn't shoot me. I wouldn't mind in the least, of course, but he might want to know why the bullet would just bounce right off. That could get us into some trouble.

"No! Of course I'm not!" Bella interrupted him. I guess she was right after all; people would jump to this conclusion. I don't understand why, people always used to get married at eighteen, or even younger. It was never because of pregnancy, but because of everything Bella and I are lucky enough to have now. Love. She laughed out loud and rolled her eyes at that, though… apparently, not all teens this day think about things my way. Good thing, too, because they would be awfully confused with all of the extra voices.

"Oh. Sorry," he muttered, finally satisfied with the fact that Bella couldn't lie if her life depended on it.

"Apology accepted," Bella replied, finally taking another breath.

There was a long pause. I looked to Bella, a slight smirk on my face. Then she looked around and realized that she should speak. The horrified look on her face almost made me laugh out loud. I smiled to her, and then looked at Charlie.

"Charlie, I realize that I have gone about this out of order. Traditionally, I should have asked you first. I mean no disrespect, but since Bella has already said yes and I don't want to diminish her choice in the matter, instead of asking you for her hand, I'm asking you for your blessing. We're getting married, Charlie. I love her more than anything in the world, more than my own life, and -- by some miracle-- she loves me that way, too. Will you give us your blessing?"

At that moment, I was positive that everything would be alright. The words that I had said to myself over and over in my head in the past few days finally made sense to me. Bella wanted me. It was all I ever wanted and more. She's giving me everything, and now most of the obstacles are out of our way... except for the honeymoon.

The change in Charlie's skin colour brought me back from my daze. It changed from fair to red, red to purple, purple to blue. His thoughts were just as jumbled and uncomprehensive as his facial expressions.

Bella? Married? Bella? My... Bells? Married?! No baby... that's good. But married? Married?! Not the same mistake... NO! BELLA! NO!

Bella was about to comfort him when I took her hand to keep her back.

"Give him a minute." He just needed to rant in his own little head for a while, so he could calm down.

I'll KILL him! Right now! I'll shoot the stupid kid! He has no right, my Bella! Who does he think he is? I'll kill him now! The poor doctor... he and his stupid son. But... there's not going to be a baby. Yet. No Charlie, not Bella. There's not going to be a baby. There's not going to be a baby...

His skin slowly changed back to his regular colour. When he finally decided not to shoot me, I relaxed. The bullet would probably end up hitting Bella or something after it bounced off of my skin, knowing her luck.

There's not going to be a baby.

Feeling me relax, Bella relaxed at my side. She seemed to understand that Charlie was better... well, it was obvious. He was now breathing.

There's not going to be a baby.

Charlie finally stopped worrying and started thinking about what will happen to Bella and I. He was pretty far off the mark, but I wasn't about to say anything about that. That would be a great conversation...
"Oh, Charlie, we're not only getting married, but I'm going to sleep with your daughter, too. She'll probably die, but she doesn't care. Then I'm going to turn her into a vampire and you'll never get to see her again. Bye-bye Charlie, she runs with the vampires now."
I almost smiled at the thought. Yes, it was a very good thing that Charlie was off the mark.

Well, it's her choice anyways. I'll be a good father. I'll stick by her side, for better and for worse. She'll be fine... she'll still be my Bella, just a.. Cullen. Eugh.

"Guess I'm not that surprised," he grumbled. "Knew I'd have to deal with something like this soon enough,"

Bella finally breathed again, much to my relief.

"You sure about this?" He asked Bella, his eyes deep and questioning, and then glared at me.

"I'm one hundred percent sure about Edward." I rolled my eyes. Of course she won't lie and say she's sure about the wedding. The only thing she's apparently sure about is the sure-to-be-disasterous after-party.

"Getting married though? What's the rush?" I smiled. He probably also wouldn't like to know that the rush is that she would like to stay a teenager so she could be closer to my age. Although, I'm technically older than his grandparents. But, once again, that is not a story that anyone else will ever be aloud to hear. The public story is the one that counts.

"We're going away to Dartmouth together in the fall, Charlie," I reminded him. "I'd like to do that the right way. It's how I was raised."

It's amazing how uninformed he is. He barely knows anything.

"Knew this was coming," he muttered. Then he thought of something.

I was surprised that I was able to contain my laughter. Bella looked to me, and back to Charlie, clearly worried that she was missing out on something important.

"Dad?"

All of the sudden, Charlie's face became very clear and bemused. Poor Bella, she'll never see this coming, although she knows it has to be done.

"Ha! Ha, ha, HA!" Bella nearly toppled out of the chair at Charlie's sudden outburst in laughter. She looked to me, but I was giving nothing away, except for the fact that my lips were pressed tightly and I was shaking a small bit myself.

"Okay, fine," Charlie choked out. "Get married."

Bella's shocked expression was almost as priceless as the day Tyler mentioned prom.

"But..."

"But what?" Bella demanded, impatient from having to wait too long.

"But you have to tell your mom! I'm not saying one word to Renée! That's all yours!" He continued laughing as Bella stood there, more shocked then before.

* * *

Fortunately, Renée accepted it well, just as Alice had predicted. Bella was shocked. She could hardly contain her enjoyment when she let me know that Renée not only accepted it, but she was also going to help with the wedding! She spent hours everyday on the phone with Esme. Carlisle was secretly a little bit miffed, the wedding was taking away some of their time. But no one in the house, even Carlisle and Rosalie, was ever less happy then we were now. Especially me.

All of the sudden, Emmett tackled me out of the tree. I crashed into a boulder, smashing it in two and plowing 2 feet into the ground.

"HAH! I got you! That's a first! I should thank Bella, maybe now I'll be able to surprise you more than once in a blue moon! I can't wait till she's one of us, you won't be able to keep anything away --"

He was cut off by my growl. I didn't want anyone thinking about my Bella like that. He will have to keep his hands off of her...

"Easy, bro. I was just kidding. You're really still that overprotective of her? You know I only scare her a little..."

He was cut off again by my glare.

"Fine. But I'll get you back."

We spent the run home bickering about my bachelor's party. I don't see the point of it, I'm not going to miss anything once I'm married. But Emmett and Jasper weren't exactly planning on taking no for and answer, according to Alice.

We returned to the house. It was surprisingly very empty, I could only smell Jasper and Esme.

"Where's everyone at?" I asked under my breath, knowing someone could hear.

Jasper popped down off of the stairs. "Carlisle got called into work, and Rosalie is gone shopping for the wedding. Alice didn't go, surprisingly. She had to go to the final fit for Bella and Charlie."

"Ahh, I see,"I replied. That explains it. Alice will be in a fit if they so much as pick out one thing that's not perfect... I'm surprised she didn't postpone the trip.

I sauntered over to my piano absentmindedly. I started to thrum my fingers across the keys, and then floated into my favorite tune while trying to pass the remaining hours until Charlie was asleep. The familiar music was comforting to my head, and it started to drown out the thoughts of everyone else.

As usual, Esme stopped to listen. She really likes this song, and I can see why. It's my best composition by far. It's perfect in every way, but only because it's written for someone that's just as equally flawless.

Bella.

Bella's Lullaby.

AN - This is my first fanfic chapter ever! I hope you like it! Please rate and review, and I would greatly appreciate anything that anyone has to say. I will be adding more information about the title later, I already have some on my profile, so if you're curious, check it out!

I'll try to update soon. But right now, I need some help/opinions!

What should Edward, Emmett and Jasper do on the bachelor party ?

What should Mike be thinking at the wedding ?

I also need a beta reader. Anyone interested ?

I greatly appreciate anyone that's reading this right now. Thank you so much, and please help me out !