Edward had enjoyed Buffy's company. In some odd ways, she had brought his family back together. He found her almost as amusing as Bella to watch and he guessed that it was something that must run in the family. Edward had tuned into her mind on the first day, wanting to know if she was as comfortable as she seemed and what she thought of his family.

Her thoughts had all been warm towards the family. She had labelled Emmet as her competition, Alice was someone she would be able to shop with, she felt like she needed Jasper to understand herself more, she had began to grow on Rosalie and she was proud of herself, and she felt embarrassed when she was around Edward for not controlling her thoughts. Edward was surprised how unsurprised Buffy was when Jacob sprinted around the garden in his werewolf form. However, as her thoughts later confirmed, Buffy was quite used to werewolves as her best friends boyfriend was in fact one. Her warmth towards Carlisle and Esme had always been reasonably strong, beginning to think of them as second parents. Renesmee had grown fond of Buffy. Buffy had been surprised when Bella told her Renesmee's age, continuing to look back and forth between the Mother and daughter, wondering if they were pulling some prank on her. Though, belonging to the supernatural world as well, she quickly accepted it.

Being a Vampire Slayer, Edward had been slightly hesitant about her coming near his family. He knew that, unlike the other type of his specie – the type of vampires that Angel, Buffy's boyfriend was - it would be near impossible to kill him just using her "slayer" strength. Though, as Edward was selfless, he was more concerned about his family. Bella had reassured him that Buffy would do nothing to hurt their family and that she would never dream of hurting Bella in any way.

However, even though Edward trusted Bella beyond anything, it wasn't Bella's words that had reassured him. No, it had been Buffy's thoughts about his family that had made Edward relax. Her first thought had been on the beauty that their family possessed and how jealous – in a playful way - she was. Then, as the days passed by, she become to think of the Cullen's as family.

He loved watching how Buffy spent her time with Renesmee. Especially as Renesmee came to Edward every night to tell, or show in her case, him about her day. Edward could sense the motherly nature Buffy had, and he was aware of the daydreams she had about having her own family with Angel, though she knew that that was impossible.

Edward realised how selfless Buffy was. Her thoughts were always about the safety of her friends and family, when she was thinking of doing something then she would also think about how it affected everyone around her. She held everyone else's heart above her own.

Edward had accepted Buffy as family.

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Angel stood in the doorway of his and Buffy's bedroom.

A small amount of light was shining through the window, resulting in him stood as far away from the window as possible, and a slight breeze was causing Buffy's scent to drift up Angel's nose. Though, like the many days she had been gone, the scent wasn't as strong as it once was. Angel's heart craved to see her beautiful face, to smell her entrancing scent, to hold her in his arms. He had, as Xander loved pointing out, been brooding since she left to see her cousin, unable to push away the urge he possessed to go to Forks and retrieve his girlfriend.

Angel rang Buffy every morning to check up on her, to hear her voice, although it was never enough for the vampire. He knew she was safe, especially as she was with Carlisle, who Angel had spent a brief period of time with in LA, but it was the thought that he wasn't there if anything did happen.

'She'll be back tomorrow,' said Willow, joining Angel in the doorway.

'I know,' Angel nodded.

'Nothing bad can happen, right? I mean, come on, she's in a house full of a vampires and she is a vampire slayer.'

Angel could hear the amusement in Willow's voice. He knew that if Willow, Buffy's best friend who would put her own life on the line for her, could joke about this, than maybe he should loosen up. It would help if he did relax slightly, Angel didn't know how much longer he could take of Xander's lame jokes on his brooding before he bit him.

'You're right,' answered Angel, giving Willow a soft smile to reassure her.

'Usually am,' said Willow, flashing her own smile.

Willow was glad that she had helped Angel relax. Even though she appeared calm, she couldn't help but worry as much as Angel was. Willow knew Buffy was having a good time with her cousin's family, as the few phone calls they had shared proved, but the Cullen family were unlike any vampires the Scooby Gang had seen in Sunnydale. Willow had heard of their speed, which Buffy had compared to a flash of lightning, and their super strength, giving Willow more reason to worry that Buffy would be unable to defend herself quick enough before they struck. All it took was one paper cut, one tiny little scrape, one drop of blood.

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'Is the weather always like this?' grumbled Buffy.

She sat in the guest room, gazing out of the huge window, with a huge frown on her face. The rain was lashing down outside, the raindrops collapsing against the window with such a force that Buffy expected the windows to shatter, whilst the sky had evolved into a sea of grey clouds. The wind was loud and forceful, whistling through the forest as it wrapped the leaves in its swirling hands. The air was below the temperature Buffy was used to back in Sunnydale.

'Pretty much,' grinned Alice, changing Buffy's bed covers. 'Don't worry though; it'll be sunny in a few hours.'

Buffy grunted in reply, her eyes following the grey clouds that were the size of boulders. She had been unaware that Forks was one of the wettest and coldest places in the United States, as Buffy had been quite useless in Geography in High school, and she had packed lots of t-shirts and short sleeved tops. Thankfully Alice had been up for a shopping trip and she had dragged Buffy around Port Angeles for some more clothes that would suit the weather of Forks.

Buffy looked up, about to ask Alice how she coped with the weather, when she noticed the blank look on Alice's face. Her golden orbs were unfocused, gazing ahead of her. Buffy jumped up and was besides Alice in seconds, waiting for Alice to return from her vision.

A smile fluttered across Alice's breathtaking face and her eyes unfroze. Buffy knew that everything was alright, that Alice hadn't seen anything disastrous striking.

'Charlie is coming to visit,' said Alice.

Buffy's eyes widened. She had been wrapped up in meeting Bella and the Cullen's, learning everything about their vampire ways, that she had forgotten her Uncle Charlie. Guilt seeped through her veins as a frown flittered across her face, mentally cursing herself for forgetting part of her family.

'Is something wrong? Do you not like Charlie? I could hide you …'

'No!' interrupted Buffy, smiling again at Alice's plan of hiding her. 'I love Charlie. I just can't believe I forgot about him until now.'

The last Buffy had seen of Charlie was at her Mother's funeral. Charlie had been Buffy's Fathers brother, although he had still remained good friends with Joyce after Buffy's parents divorced. In fact, they had found that they were able to understand each other much more than anyone else could, especially as both of them were divorced with a daughter. Then, after Joyce had died, Charlie had came to the funeral, without Bella – as it had been within weeks of her change and she would be unable to go out into the sunlight without sparkling as Buffy had learned, and paid his last respects to Buffy's mother.

'When will he be here?' asked Buffy, turning to Alice.

'In fifteen minutes,' said Alice.

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TEN MINUTES LATER …

Buffy sat in the front room, squished between Bella and Edward on the sofa, whilst Renesmee lay across all three of them. Alice sat by Bella's feet, Rosalie stood besides the window, and Jasper and Emmet was sat in front of the television, pretending to watch a television show called Everybody Loves Raymond. Esme was in the kitchen, making a cup of coffee for Charlie upon his arrival, whilst Carlisle pretended to do some paper work.

'Does Charlie know you're a vamp?' asked Buffy.

'He knows that Bella isn't the same, however he prefers not to acknowledge it,' replied Edward, shrugging his shoulders.

Buffy nodded. She wondered how Charlie coped knowing that his daughter wasn't the same, that something was different with her, yet he didn't know exactly how she had changed. It had been frustrating for Buffy to live part of her life, slaying vampires and killing demons, without her Mother knowing. She had been glad when she had finally told her, even if she hadn't believed her at first.

'Does he know I'm a vampire slayer?' said Buffy, looking at Bella this time.

'No. I didn't even know you were until you sent that letter before you came,' answered Bella.

'No wonder, you were too busy falling over,' Emmet mumbled, his eyes still firm on the television.

If Bella had been human, she would have been blushing by now.

'He's here,' said Alice.

Bella rose to her feet gracefully, sliding Renesmee onto Edward's lap, and walked over to the door. She waited by it until she heard Charlie's footsteps approach, before opening the door.

'Dad!' Bella greeted.

'Hey Bells!' boomed Charlie, stepping into the house.

His eyes feasted upon the Cullen family. He started at Emmet and Jasper, who were sat pretending to look interested in the television show they were watching, before they scanned over Edward and Renesmee, then Buffy, and finally Alice. Bella watched as Charlie's eyes darted back to Buffy.

'Buffy Anne Summers!' said Charlie, a huge smile plastering his face.

In two long strides, he was pulling Buffy up from her place on the sofa and into a bone-crunching hug. Buffy chuckled and wrapped her arms around his waist, patting his back.

'How are ya, hon?' asked Charlie, releasing Buffy from his grasp.

'I'm good thanks, Charlie, you?' replied Buffy.

'I'm good, darlin'. Fancy seeing you in Forks!'

Edward rose to his feet and joined Alice on the floor, allowing Charlie room to sit down on the sofa. Renesmee climbed onto his lap and hugged him tightly, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. Charlie beamed down at her, running his fingers through her hair. Esme and Carlisle walked into the living room; Carlisle greeting Charlie then apologizing for being unable to stay, Esme greeting him and passing him a cup of hot coffee.

Buffy watched as Charlie greeted Carlisle and Esme, and thanked Esme for the coffee. It was almost like they were humans, just talking like everyone else in the world did. Buffy realised how good at acting the Cullen's were. She wondered how hard it was for Charlie to be surrounded by all these people, knowing they were something different, yet being unable to ask. However, as Buffy realized, he seemed happier not knowing.

'Now, I have one question for you,' said Charlie.

'What?'

'How do you like the weather down here?' laughed Charlie, nodding towards the window.

Buffy groaned.

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