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I still remember the night we told Charlie about our engagement. I'm sure if I even had a mind of a human it would be pretty hard to forget. All though it might have been as fun as knowing what he was thinking…

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I held Bella's wrist so she couldn't hide her ring. And I knew her enough to know she wanted to. I felt the small tug of her arm as she tried to hide her hand. I had heard the car longs way ago, but human ears from Bella just heard the cruiser. Her heart started to hammer hard.

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

I hoped her heart would slow.

"Easy for you to say." She muttered under her breath.

She listened to Charlie's movements. As they became louder, so did her heart. I didn't think it was possible to get any louder.

"Calm down, Bella." I tried to sooth. Only making her heart slow in a way only my ears would be able to pick up.

The door slammed open, and Bella jumped.

"Hey. Charlie."

"No!" Bella protested in a whisper.

"What" I couldn't help but ask. Her reactions were quite amusing.

"Wait till he hangs up his gun!"

I chuckled at the thought of a gun being used on me.

Charlie came in with his guns on his belts, and made a face when he saw us.

I should've known. Damn! Calm Charlie. Do it for Isabella. But why does Bella look so shaky…?

Well, at least he likes Bella enough to try and forgive me for something I would never forgive myself for.

"Hey kids. What's up?" Charlie asked mostly Bella. Bella wasn't going to answer, so I knew I would.

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

Charlie's expression darkened and so did his thoughts.

Good news…? Why is Bella so- what!

"Good news?" Charlie glowered at Bella.

"Have a seat, Dad." Bella suggested. He watched us and then sat down like a stubborn child, but as stiff as a vampire.

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

Okay? Okay? Everything was much better than okay! The most beautiful-

But Charlie interrupted me. "Sure it is, Bella. If everything is so great, why are you sweating bullets?" Charlie demanded.

"I'm not sweating." Bella argued while removing the sweat with the back of her hand.

"Your pregnant! You're pregnant, aren't you?" Charlie glared at me. I wish. I thought to myself. That's just one more thing I am taking away from Bella.

"No! Of course I'm not!" Okay, so Bella was right about this, but she isn't backing out on me now.

"Oh. Sorry." He said, not that sorry though.

"Apology accepted." Said my Bella.

We waited in silence for Bella to say something. She looked up to me with expectations shining in her eyes. And hope was there too. I smiled and squared my shoulders at Charlie.

"Charlie, I realize that I've gone about this out of order. Traditionally, I should've 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 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-" And by some mystery. "-She loves me that way, too. Will you give us our blessing?" Bella watched me as I made my speech, and her eyes gave away the understanding. But Charlie's face made her pull back to her way of seeing things.

His eyes were locked on the ring, and his thoughts were incoherent. She was about to get up, but I squeezed her hand slightly and whispered, "Give him a minute." so only she would hear.

After more than a minute, he thawed out and his thoughts were slightly easier to catch.

It makes her happy… He makes her happy.

And I slouched slightly in comfort from his almost kind thoughts towards me.

"Guess I'm not surprised. Knew I'd have to deal with something like this soon enough." And I hate to admit it, but that kid was pretty good for her. Damn! Knew the odds were against me!

Bella exhaled in relief. "You sure about this?" Charlie demanded Bella.

"I'm one hundred percent sure about Edward." Bella surprised me with a strong, firm voice. Maybe because this part was absolutely true.

"Getting married, though? What's the rush?" Suspicion colored Charlie's tone. Bella had frozen again, unsure of what to say, other than the truth. Too mush for a human like Charlie to take.

"We're going away to Dartmouth together in the fall, Charlie. I'd like to do that, well, the right way. It's how I was raised." I told him almost honestly. I was raised that was, but not Dartmouth.

"Knew this was coming." He murmured to himself, hoping we wouldn't hear. But then his face was blank.

"Dad?" Bella asked anxiously as I started to hold in laughter. My façade wasn't going to keep up if I suddenly started laughing hysterically at something I shouldn't have heard.

Charlie started laughing, shaking along with it.

I saw Bella look up at me in confusion, but noticed my mouth, which I had pressed into a straight line.

"Okay, fine. Get married. But…"

"But what?" Bella asked anxiously.

"But you have to tell your mom! I'm not saying a word to Renee! That's all yours!"

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When we had told Renee, all she was, was surprised in the time length of notice. Bella was relieved, I'm sure, but I had let them talk with out me for a while. I wanted to listen, but Bella didn't want me to.

Alice told me I was not allowed in because Bella was going to be fitted.