Summary: What if Bella knew why she was silent to Edward? What if she wasn't so human? What if Charlie knew why the separation was so hard? This story picks up after Edward leaves Bella in the woods.

A/N: Ok so I know I have not updated my other stories in a while but this plot has been floating around in my head for a while and causing quite the writer's block. I figure if I get it out I can attack my other stories again. Enjoy!

The story will be in Bella's POV unless noted otherwise.

As soon as he left the excruciating pain or separation started. I knew he was leaving because he thought he was protecting me. Truth was I didn't need protecting; I could protect myself. My family was… special.

We were descendants from demi-gods. Many times removed of course so no god like powers, but I was the most powerful descendant to have been born in the last century. Charlie had some minor ability's but I could amplify them if necessary. I was glad to be back living with him. He understood me better than anyone. I loved my mother but we were so different. I was glad when she found happiness with Phil. I knew she would be taken care of and I could finally move back to live with my dad. I would visit him more than anyone knew. He helped me with my abilities and always made me feel confident in myself despite the obvious differences between me and my class mates.

The pain was getting more and more intense and I couldn't help but scream. I knew Charlie would hear me and sure enough 10 minutes later I heard Charlie calling for me. When he found me he dropped to his knees before me.

"Bella what happened?"

Panting through my answer I told him what I could. "Edward…left. Thought… protect… me."

"You didn't tell him did you?" I shook my head no.

He sighed. "Come on let's get you inside." He reached out his hand to help me up. I refused to take the help. It's not that I couldn't use the help but with my mate being away my body wouldn't respond well to being touched, even if that person was my dad. He had been trying to convince me to tell Edward about myself for quite some time and I kept putting it off; this separation partly my fault.

We went in the back door and I sat at the kitchen table. Dad made me some special tea to help with the muscle spasms that were currently coursing through my body. "Why didn't you tell him Bella?"

I waited to answer him until I could. "He's convinced he is a monster. His firm belief in that makes him unable to trust me fully. He waits for me to run from him like prey would. He is convinced it's a silly human fancy. How can I trust him with my secret?"

"But as far Edward knows you are just a human."

"He shouldn't need to know that I am different. He should love me in spite of it just as I do him. He should trust me."

"He does love you. You know this. I know this. But you can't expect him to trust you fully when you don't trust him fully. Bella look at this from his point of view. He has been alone for how long?"

"He's been vampire for 88 years."

"88 years of reading human minds. We both know how fickle humans are. Look at your mother." We both laughed. "Here you come along, his mate, the only person he can't hear with his gift, and you love him unconditionally. Not only does he think you're human and he knows what their feelings are like, but he has never had or felt a lover's love before. I think what you and Edward lack is communication. You need to go to him."

"I know dad, but I can't yet. He's moving much too fast for me to lock in on him I can only tell that he's south."

"Go to him when you can. I'll take care of getting you out of school."

"Thanks dad." He got up and left the kitchen and I finished my tea. I went to the living room and closed the blinds. I laid on the couch and drifted away.