Bella's P.O.V

Chapter one: Revival

Finally, the burning subsided. God, I thought it was never going to stop. Not knowing whether Jasper was present or not, I kept my eyes closed, listening to the quiet echoes of the house.

After a few seconds, I detected the presence of someone in the room. It was definitely a vampire. As soon as the cold hand brushed against mine, my eyes shot open. I noticed who it was immediately. Other than the eyes, he was the same to me. It was Charlie.

I bolted upright in bed, "Dad! You—are you okay? You look—did they—do you know?"

He chuckled, "Still the same Bella. Yes, I'm fine. I've been awake for two weeks now. You took a bit longer to come around than we anticipated. Carlisle brought me up to speed on the first day. Believe me, it wasn't easy listening to it all. I swear I almost went crazy. You look pretty calm. I take it you knew?"

"Yeah I knew. I mean, there was no way I could've told you! But never mind that! Thank god you're alright!"

"Me? I wasn't the one who got shot. How did you cope with them? They're vampires for Christ sake! We're vampires!"

In that moment, faint images of the last moments in my previous life flooded my mind. I wanted to end with a comment about his shooting me but, noticed the expression on his face and didn't.

"Bella, I'm so sorry," he cried, resting his knees with his hands wrapped around mine.

"Dad, it's fine. I know you didn't mean to…but it did hurt like hell," I giggled. I saw him wince at my words.

"Well, well, well, look who's up," came Carlisle's voice from the doorway. "We were a bit worried you wouldn't pull through. You look…stunning."

I glanced down at my old, bloodstained, brown sweater and my faded blue jeans. He must be joking.

"See for yourself," Charlie said pointing to the wall mirror.

My intention was to slowly inch up to the mirror (I didn't know what to expect), but I ended up getting there before I even realized it. Opposite of me, stood a lean, glowing figure, with long brunette locks; her lips full and her eyes a flaming crimson. This couldn't be me.

In the corner of the mirror, a figure not too dissimilar to mine tiptoed into the room. Alice.

A smile played at the corners of her mouth, "I knew you would fit in just fine. Apart from the clothes."

"Well, mornin' ma'am," Jasper smiled, stepping past the doorway.

"Jasper!" I gasp, dashing towards him at light speed.

"So you wake up to your loving father, shrug, and run up to your boyfriend. I see how it is," Charlie murmurs.

"Heard that," I mutter back.

As I embrace Jasper, I inhale his soothing fragrance. The aroma seemed stronger and sharper. This only drew me closer in. This new feeling is amazing!

"Yeah, you're gonna feel that way for a while," Edward chuckled from the corner of the room.

As a human, it would've taken me several minutes to notice him. But, now being immortal, I scoped him out in a mere second. "Stay out, Edward," was all I muttered.

"Don't worry, Bella. Rose and I'll help you get cleaned up," Alice said, her voice a delicate chime.

"Bella, we are all so grateful and blessed to have you and your father as part of our family, now," Carlisle smiled.

I returned a loving smile to my father and my new family, scanning the room. "Where's Emmett?"

"Oh, he's… still cooping."

Noticing Rosalie's clenched fists, I answered with a simple, "Oh."

There was much left I still needed to sort out. "As much as I love all of you, I think I just need a moment…with my dad."

"Of course, Bella," Esme smiles.

As they all left the room, I walk up to my dad, giving him a long overdue hug. "I guess it's just me and you. No more mom. No more Phil. No more diner. "

"And, no more cooking. Just wait till' you start hunting! It's way better than shooting a gun!" he chortles.