A/N: This is the sequel to Unexpected so if you haven't read it yet I would advise you to read that one first.

Thank you katandjasper for you amazing beta skills.

I don't own Twilight

Chapter 1

Jasper's POV

Before we left for our island I had asked Peter to check on Charlie Swan's condition. Bella felt guilty about his attack and no matter how many times I reassured her that the guilt lay squarely on the Romanian's shoulders I knew she wouldn't settle until she could see her father again.

We've been spending a few wonderful weeks of much needed and well deserved alone time together, but Bella was starting to get anxious to hear from Peter and I didn't know how much longer I could keep distracting her from going back and checking on Charlie's condition herself.

Currently I was taking a shower after our hunt, but I could feel Bella's anxiousness and agitation spike so I quickly finished up and got dressed at vampire speed. I rushed into the lounge where Bella was pacing up and down cursing Peter, in his absence, for taking so long to find out what's going on.

I took her into my arms and send wave after wave of calm and love into her, but this time it didn't help too much. Her anxiousness was reaching new levels and I prayed that Peter would phone with news soon.

Finally a couple of hours later the phone rang and I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. Bella sensing my emotions, looked up at me fearfully and I pulled her tighter against my chest before answering the phone.

"Peter?"

There was a minute of silence over the phone which confirmed my suspicion that it was bad news, and when Peter answered in a choked voice I could almost feel his heart break at what he needed to say, "Jasper, I'm afraid I don't have good news. Charlie Swan has been in a coma since the attack. He woke up briefly a few days ago, but they don't expect him to live for much longer."

"Thanks Peter, we'll be there as soon as possible," I rang off, rubbing soothing circles on Bella's back as she started to cry again.

It broke my heart to watch her pain over the possibility of losing her father and I wished I could take her pain away, but I refused to make a promise that I couldn't keep. I had to try though, so I hesitantly asked her if she would want me to turn Charlie to stay with her.

She looked at me with so much hope in her eyes and she asked, "Would you do that for me? I don't want to loose my dad. I need more time with him."

"Darlin' don't get your hopes up, but if it's something that he wants I will change him, but you have to remember that there is a chance that we could be too late. You heard Peter, it doesn't look good and we still have to travel all the way there.'

It pained me to see the sliver of hope die in her eyes as her crushing sobs shook her body yet again and all I could do was hold her, cooing to her, "Shh, Baby. We'll go back and you can see him for yourself and then we'll decide."

When she settled down a bit I asked her to start packing our things while I arranged for transport back to Forks, Washington, praying that her father would hold on until we got there.

We quickly boarded the boat back to the mainland where we got on the first plane to Seattle, Bella being very quiet all the way. She still felt some guilt, but the grief she felt was almost overwhelming, knowing that she would be going back to say goodbye. Arriving at the airport just as our flight was called we quickly made our way onto the plane and I sent Bella some calm and love to help her relax on the long flight.

Finally landing in Seattle, I quickly rented a car to take us to the hospital. Charlie had been transferred to the trauma center in Seattle as soon as he was stabilized, but even they couldn't do much after the viscous injuries he sustained.

When we pulled up outside of the hospital I helped Bella put in contacts so that her red eyes looked to be a muddy brown. We walked in and I asked for Charlie Swan's room and after we got the room number we took the elevator up to his floor. I felt Bella's hesitation when we stopped outside his room number and squeezing her hand I led her into the room.

At the sight of her father connected to several machines and a drip she rushed to him and tenderly taking his hand she start sobbing, apologizing for what happened to him and that she didn't make it back sooner. Then she started telling him about me and that she was okay and being cared for.

At this Charlie opened his eyes and a small smile brightened his face when he recognized Bella. His voice was soft as he croaked out, "Bella... I love you... always have, always will. Don't... feel... guilty. Be... happy..."

As the last sentence left his lips the heart monitor flat-lined and Bella started sobbing, saying, "Daddy please don't leave me. I need you," over and over again, clinging to her dad until the nurses rushed into the room, shooing us out. They made a valiant effort to save his life, but Charlie Swan was gone. He had held on just to see his baby girl one last time.

Bella sagged into my arms, sobbing brokenly at the loss of her father and I had to carry her out of the hospital. I held her until she quieted down a bit before driving us to a hotel, surprised to see Peter and Charlotte waiting for us.

They immediately knew it was over when they saw Bella and they engulfed her in hugs, showing their love and support and promising her that we would all help her through this loss.

Bella's POV

When the phone finally rang I could sense Jasper's dread and fear settled into my heart and when Peter gave us the news of my father's condition my heart sank. It was all my fault, he would never have been attacked if I hadn't of gotten involved with Edward.

I couldn't stop the sobs that escaped me and I wished for the tears to fall to give me some relief, but they never would. Jasper held me, consoling and reassuring me as much as he could and when I stopped crying he brought up the subject of changing Charlie and I sent a rush of hope through my heart. I just couldn't loose my father, but when Jasper said that we could be too late I broke down again and he kept whispering soothing words into my ear. When I finally calmed down yet again he sent me to pack while he made arrangements for us to travel back home.

I quickly packed and he led me onto the boat, sending me a steady stream of calm and love, but I was stuck in my head, wishing I could have saved my father. Time passed without me realizing it and when I came back to myself we were getting off the plane in Seattle.

Jasper got a rental and drove to the Seattle Trauma center where Charlie was admitted after the attack. He helped me to put in contacts to muddle the color of my eyes as the newborn red hasn't faded away yet.

I walked into the hospital with leaden feet and Jasper had to do all the talking. He soon found out where Charlie's room was and escorted me all the way up, but when I saw Charlie's condition I rushed to his bed a sobbing, blubbering mess. Between sobs I told him that I was okay now and that I had Jasper and he was taking such good care of me and that I was so sorry about what happened and that I didn't come back sooner.

At this Charlie opened his eyes and a small smile brightened his face when he recognized me. His voice was soft as he croaked out, "Bella... I love you... always have, always will. Don't... feel... guilty. Be... happy..."

The heart-monitor flat-lined and I sobbed out for my dad not to leave me. I told him how much I needed him, but he didn't respond and soon we were pushed out of the room by nurses and doctors and they fought to save him, but he was gone. It seemed like he hung on just to see me one last time and I broke down.

My grief overwhelmed me and just as I sank to the floor Jasper picked me up and carried me out of the hospital and tenderly placed me in the passenger seat of our rental car, holding me until my sobs had quietened down before driving to a hotel. Peter and Charlotte were waiting for us when we got there and they must have known what happened by the look on my face as they rushed to me, taking me into their arms and reassured me that together we would get through this.

The days passed in a blur, not much registering with me, but I knew Jasper had his lawyer handling all the funeral arrangements. I couldn't even bury my father properly as everyone in Forks believed me and Angela to be dead.

On the day of the funeral I was surprised to find that Marcus and Angela had come all the way from Italy to pay their respects. Angela would be staying with me in the woods behind the cemetery while Marcus, Jasper, Peter and Charlotte would be attending. I was glad for their support as I don't think I would have been able to do this on my own.

As we stood in the woods, watching the funeral I was surprised to see the remaining Cullen's at the funeral. I didn't think they would want anything to do with me after Alice and Edward had been killed, but they came over to me after wards and reassured me that they were there for me and that I would always be a part of the family. It meant so much to me when they invited us to stay with them until we decided what we wanted to do or where we wanted to go.

By the end of the week Marcus and Angela had to return to Volterra and it was decided that Peter, Char, Jasper and I would go back with the Cullen's to the Alaska house until I felt up to deciding what I wanted to do...

A/N: So I hope you're not all mad because I killed Charlie, but he just didn't have a role in this story. What do you think of Bella and them going to live with the Cullen's? Please review and let me know.