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Jacob's POV
There I was standing on her doorstep. The covered dishes that Em had sent started rattling like there was an earthquake going on. Dammit Jacob, pull yourself together. It's just Charlie after all. I would rather face vampires than an angry Charlie. I said to myself.
Charlie answered the door. "Jake," he said. "You're here awfully early. She's still asleep. I was just about to leave to go fishing". "I figured she would be," I said. No need for the love of my life to see my blood on the floor if this went wrong. Charlie looked confused. "I need to talk to you Charlie" I said. Oh god this is going to be worse than admitting to a murder. Charlie may murder me after this. "Come on in Jake," he replied. Oh crap here we go. I noticed that the dishes were still rattling some. "I brought a peace offering from Em. She said it might help." Yeah as if food would help, of course a full stomach meant you couldn't run as fast. Was Emily planning on me getting killed? Charlie's face twisted again as more confusion set in. "Might help what, Jake", he said. "I'm not mad at Em, or you. Should I be worried, Jake?" Yes you should be, I am only asking you if I can spend the rest of my life with your daughter and possibly sleep with her. I looked around the room and breathed a sigh of relief. His gun was by the door, in its usual spot. Hmm at least I stood a fighting chance, I could phase and run for it before he even got to his gun. Of course if I phased in front of Charlie, Sam would kill me. Death by Charlie or death by Sam, I wonder which one would hurt more. Sam could actually hurt me. Though a bullet might not hurt me, though that would be a fun thing to explain to Charlie, No Charlie you can't kill me with a gun. Now crowbar to the head would be a different story, that might actually hurt. I drew in a deep breath. "Charlie, I have to ask you something," I said as I set breakfast down on the table. Em would surely kill me if I broke her best dishes. "Jake whatever it is, I'm sure it's not that bad," Charlie said reassuringly. Not bad, sure we are only talking about your daughter's relationship with me. Nothing important surely unless you happen to be Charlie. "Sit down." It was at this moment that I decided that I needed to just blurt it out, before I sat down. At least if I was standing I had a chance to run. I wonder if I would have time to run out the door before he strangled me.
"Jacob?" Charlie asked. "What's going on?" Okay brain, work please. I took in another deep breath. "I love her Charlie and I want to marry her, I said in one quick breath. Please don't kill me. Please don't kill me. I started thinking over and over. Charlie looked stunned for a second, and then went purple and slowly started calming down. Oh crap I am a dead man. I was still analyzing the best way to escape when he started talking to me. "You know, Jacob, you are the best thing that happened to her." What, me the best thing? Ok Charlie has lost it. But then again I am sort of. I sat down in the chair. He's going to say no, I thought. Charlie continued. "I never thought she was going to be able to come back from all the damage that he caused. But she did, only because of you. You have my permission, as long as you promise me that you'll never hurt her, because if you do, you'll have me to deal with." "Huh?" I said out loud. Did Charlie just say yes? I was ready to bolt when I caught the smell of strawberries in the air, and heard the water running upstairs. "When are you going to ask her, Jake," Charlie said. "I was planning on asking her today." I stammered still stunned that he'd actually given me permission to marry his daughter. Please say this isn't a dream, because if I am, I am SO not waking up. "Tell Em I said thanks for the breakfast and do me a favor, try to relax kid. You're too twitchy this morning. She's going to be suspicious."
I heard her stumble down the stairs. I chuckled knowing that only she could find a way to trip on the flattest of surfaces. I guess living in an apartment is out of the question, she would kill herself on the stairs.
"Bells, you okay?" Charlie called up to her. "Yeah, did you cook Dad?" She answered as she came around the corner. Charlie cooking was a biohazard in itself. When I saw her, she took my breath away. The smell of strawberries and freesia filled the air filled the room as she got closer. Her face lit up when she saw me. I love you, I love you, I want to marry you. I love you I love you, hmm that top makes her look good. I wonder… Jake knock it off, you are in front of her father and her! "Jake, she exclaimed, as she rushed over to greet me. I wrapped my arms around her giving her a quick kiss. "Morning, Bells." I said. She looked puzzled. "Em fixed breakfast? What's going on. I wasn't expecting you until much later Jake." Charlie stifled a snicker. "I've already eaten, he said. I'm heading on out. You two have fun." He patted me on the back. Good luck, he mouthed. Gee thanks Charlie, way to boost my confidence. Charlie opened the door, and a cold gust of wind blew into the house, chilling the air.
"Grab you a plate real quick and then grab your coat, we've got plans," I told her. She looked up at me, "plans this early in the day Jacob," she asked curiously. "What on earth is going on?" "It's a surprise," I said. She scowled. I rolled my eyes in response. "Let's just eat breakfast and then you'll see where we're going."
We ate in silence. After we ate, she tossed me a dishtowel and said "You dry." "Yes ma'am," I said teasingly. Hmm I wondered if I would get to say that anywhere else. She splashed me with some water, obviously trying to get my attention. "So where are we going," she asked. "Well first we have to get these dishes back to Em otherwise, she'll have my hide," I stated. "Then we're on to the surprise." She glowered at me. "You do know that I absolutely hate surprises and presents right." I know, but surprising you is just so much fun. "You'll like this one," I said to her. I hope. The dishes got washed and she grabbed her coat. I opened the door for her and led her out to the Rabbit. I wish my car was a little better maybe that is why she had liked Cullen.