Sorry I haven't updated in what seems like years. There's a lot going on right now. My Papa (grandpa) just died two days before Thanksgiving, and I just moved in with my dad. Anyway! I'm here now so let's get this party star- well I guess it would be continued! :D

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Previously: "Daddy!" I squealed and ran up to him. Well, actually I ran over to him and was hanging on him with my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.

"Daddy?" he asked. He sounded confused, but then it seemed to dawn on him. I was the outcome of his one night stand. "Are you Monica's daughter?"

"Yeah. I am."

"Oh my God," he whispered and hugged me tight. He kept muttering "oh my God" and I felt my eyes tear up. I had finally met my father.

I felt another pair of tiny arms around me. Alice must have come over. She was about five foot with short, spiky, black hair. She looked like a lot like a pixie. Dad put me down, but he kept an arm around my shoulder. I took a good look at everyone.

Rosalie was super model gorgeous. She had long blonde hair that gently waved to the middle of her back. The simple red t-shirt and jeans she was wearing accented her curves. It looked like they had motor oil on them, though. Emmett, her mate, looked, well, huge. He was very muscled, and had curly brown hair. He had a goofy grin on his face, and looked not unlike a teddy bear. He came running up to me. It felt like a ton of bricks hit me, but instead of falling over, my feet left the ground and I was spinning.

"Can't…breathe!" I could feel the blood rushing to my face.

"Oops. Sorry," he said, putting me down.

Grandpa (Carlisle) came over then, and gave me a hug. He looked to be in his late twenties, with blonde hair and a wise face. Grandma (Esme) was right behind him and she gave me a warm hug and a kiss on the top of my head. Her shoulder length hair was a caramel colored and she had on the most caring face I had ever seen. The girl that I didn't know had to be Edward's mate. He had his arm around her, and it didn't look like it was going anywhere any time soon. She had long brown hair, and glittering eyes. She was very pretty. Finally I looked at dad. He had shaggy honey-blonde hair and was a little taller then Edward. I also noticed silver scars all over him. Peter had told me about them. They were from dads old days of a soldier. I cringed at the thought of my dad fighting. Drinking human blood… Peter had left out no details. He seemed strangely proud of the tale.

"Oh my gosh! We have to go shopping!" Alice practically squealed.

I felt my eyes widen at that thought. Shopping. Ugh. Such a hated activity of mine.

"Alice, she just got here. Let her get used to it, and I don't think she wants to go," dad came to my defense.

That didn't stop Alice, though. "Okay. We can go this weekend!" she squealed and started bouncing up and down. "Rose and Bella can come too!"

So Edwards's mates name is Bella. That sounded familiar… I'm sure I'll remember. I hope. There is nothing more annoying to me then not being able to remember something.

"Wait, how did I get dragged into this trip?" Bella asked. She looked confused at how Alice's mind works.

I groaned. "That's okay Bella, we can suffer together. I don't like shopping either."

"Well, misery does love company," she laughed. I liked her. I liked everyone.

Your mamma's calling back

For no really reason but just to chat

She'll waist your minuets talking 'bout the cat

Or 'bout how your dad has gotten fat

(A/n that's in the beat of Sexy back. That's the ring tone for when my mom calls me.)

I looked at my phone and saw my "mom" and a picture of us with pie all over us. I smiled and answered.

"Hey mamma. What's up?" I asked even though I knew why she was calling. She wanted to know if I made it to dad's house yet, and when I did she wanted to talk to him and explain how to take care of me.

"Hey baby girl. Did you find it?"

"Yup," I said popping my "p".

"Are you near Jasper? I need to explain some things to him."

"Mom, really. You don't need to write him a manual. I'm not hard to take care of."

Dad looked at me and held out his hand. I forgot that he could hear her. Not something I'm used to. "Okay mom. Here he is," I said handing dad the phone.

"Hey, Monica. What did you need to tell me?" At least he was being nice. I wasn't sure if my parents would get along. I heard someone chuckle and I had a feeling it was Edward reading my thoughts. Not fair, I thought, looking him in the eye. He just smiled. Evil little mind-reader.

I could hear moms voice, but I couldn't make out the words. Damn. Then dad looked at me and shook his head. Edward snorted a laugh, and everyone else smiled. "Now I feel out of the loop," I muttered, and everyone started cracking up.

"Okay, thanks. I'm sure she wouldn't have told me that. Bye." He hung up the phone and handed it back to me. I smiled sheepishly at him. "What did she say?" I asked.

"She just told me stuff that I'm sure you wouldn't have told me."

I gave him a questioning look. "Like how you go days without eating unless someone tells you to," he said looking at me like he caught me with my hand in the cookie jar.

"I can't help that. I don't get hungry. Or thirsty," I said with my hands held up in defense.

"Interesting," I heard grandpa mutter.

"Come on," dad said holding out his hand. "You look tiered. You can rest and clean up in the bedroom Alice made for you, and we can talk later."

He led me to the house. It was beautiful. Three stories and a wrap around porch. It looked more like a mansion. When I walked in I saw that the whole back wall of the huge living room was glass. He led me up stairs and I saw that it continued, so the whole back wall of the house must be glass. Dad led me into a beautiful bedroom and said that we would talk when I'm more rested.

Well, I think the hard part is done, I thought before plopping on the huge bed.

Well, I hope you like it! Again, sorry I didn't post for so long, now I should be able to post more often. If you have any ideas or anything that you thought was wrong tell me in a review, or a pm. I write faster with reviews, you know. Lol. :D