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"Bella? Bella are you alright?" A million emotions flickered across Edwards's face, from curiosity to fear, finally settling on a look that could only be described as amusement.

"Bella, I honestly do not believe Charlie is the worst of your problems…" I shut my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose- a habit I'd picked up from Edward.

"Hardly, Edward he's not EXACTLY a fan of you and despite the fact that he knows I'm leaving him soon I can already anticipate how horrific this is going to be…"

"Please, love, don't be so worried- Alice already checked and you know I'd never let anything hurt you- although there isn't a chance that Charlie would ever try. He loves you and is only protecting you."

I nodded in agreement but the image of Charlie's sickeningly, puce face flashed to my mind as I remembered the last time he was angry with me.

"Well Charlie won't be home for a few hours so, what would like to do until then?" I glanced around the room, noting the grimy dishes and slightly soiled floor that had developed since every waking moment I had was now almost entirely spent with Edward or Charlie- trying to get in my last few moments with him.

I sighed, "Well I really think I ought to clean the house up and cook some dinner for Charlie, we ought to go with his favorite if we're going to practically kill him tonight with word of our 'nuptials.'" I shuddered slightly at the thought while Edward allowed a small smile to grace his lips. I tried to smile too, for Edward's sake but I knew it didn't touch my eyes.

"Bella, love, I know you're nervous about what other people will think but if we really are planning on spending eternity together, then it really won't matter what confines society places today." I nodded my head and inhaled a shaky breath knowing that he was right, as usual. I pressed my head into his shoulder and wrapped my arms around him knowing that this, us, was worth marriage, possibly giving my soul away and any other obstacles that might face me. I was the first one to unwillingly break the embrace knowing that if I was ever going to clean, I'd have to start now. I headed over to the sink and reached out for the soap but before my hand reached the bottle, it was in Edwards's hands and a crooked smile was plastered on his face. Being around a vampire can really make one doubt their reflexes.

"Here Bella, I'll wash the dishes and you can sweep the floor," he said.

"Ahh, teamwork, I like that," I said with a grin as I tripped off to find the broom. By the time I had finished sweeping the kitchen and living room, Edward was done with his task and chose to mop up after me. Before I knew it, the house was shining- hardly looking like its old self. Edward and I sat down on the soft, worn couch for we still had a few hours to kill and turned on the television. Nothing especially interesting was on but we turned on a horror movie because Edward always found them rather entertaining.

Edward snorted, "Those fangs are so unrealistic, why do these directors even bother trying to make films about our kind?" he said as he shook his head and ran his fingers through his messy bronze hair. A few clipped raps came from the door and Edward leaped up gracefully to answer it. A smug smile played across his lips.

"Hi Bella," an attractive voice called from behind Edward. Alice glided over to me in her impossibly graceful manner and placed a large cardboard box on our living room table. Edward sauntered in behind her and sat down next to me on the couch, grasping my hand and rubbing soothing circles into it.

"So," Alice began, "Your invitations are complete and they'll be in the mail as soon as you tell Charlie but I figured you might want to see them before I send them out," she said with a tinkling laugh.

"You are too kind Alice," I snickered. "Just open the box," I said, trying to fight back the excitement that secretly grasped me.

"Well I already know you're going to love it… Maybe you should just wait like everyone else…" Alice began.

"Alice," I said allowing some malice to seethe into my voice.

"Alright, alright," she said as she opened the box in a swift motion. She lifted out the most beautiful, and no doubt expensive by the looks of it, piece of paper I had ever seen. On top of a piece of white, firm paper with black cursive type was a thin film with mine and Edward's initials embossed on it in gold. It was beautiful. I let out the air I had been holding in a great whoosh, speechless. It was beautiful yet simple, better than I could have ever imagined.

"Oh Alice," I said as tears filled my eyes. I clutched the petite vampire as she grinned widely. "I love it, thank you,"

"Yes, thank you, Alice," Edward chimed in a look of great pride and joy crossed his face. Edward mouthed something to Alice and she nodded. I set my mouth in annoyance and their secrets but then Alice turned her attention back to me.

"See, I told you guys I could handle this," she said with an air of pride tingeing her voice. "Now, I'm hoping to have these in the mail tonight so tell Charlie the news soon and make sure he's sitting down," she giggled knowingly. "Well, I have so many more preparations to do so I'm going to go, just wanted to stop by and reinstall your confidence in me," she said over her shoulder as she danced out the door. Edward and I were settling back into our seats when I realized we'd forgotten to cook Charlie dinner so we unwillingly stood back up from our comfortable positions and headed back into the kitchen. Edward fried some of Charlie's fish and I cooked some pasta. By the time we were finished we were tired and it was near to Charlie's arrival time so we resumed our positions on the couch.

After a few minutes, Edward sat up straight, "He'll be here in just moment," he said as he cocked his head towards the door. We stood up and stretched as we went to go sit at the table and await the awful danger that was just around the corner.

Charlie walked in cheerfully after another day on the job. He hung his coat and gun belt on the rack before greeting me.

"Hi Bella," he said happily "Edward," he nodded curtly but not impolitely which was good.

"Hi, Dad" I said as I set his dinner and mine on the table. " Are you ready to eat, I made your favorites."

"Yes, I'm starving," he said with a grunt as he pulled his chair up to the table. The meal was filled with nervous, idle chatter of no consequence- talking about our days, the weather, etc. Finally, Charlie set down his fork and I cleared away his plate.

"So Bella," he said quietly thinking Edward couldn't hear, "What's on your mind?" I had so much I wanted to say and yet not a single word would come out of my mouth.

"Allow me," Edward whispered into my ear "Charlie," he began "Bella and I have something we would like to discuss with you."

Charlie looked up warily from the table, "Oh?" He asked, "What would you like to talk about?" He challenged.

"Well," Edward started. I cut him off.

"Well Dad," I said as I grabbed Edward's hand under the table for reassurance. "Edward has asked me to marry him and I have said yes..." I trailed off waiting for impact, for Charlie's head to explode, for something but Charlie just sat there for a moment like a stature, color draining from his face.

"Oh," he said a formal tone entering his voice. He nodded his head curtly as he rose from his chair. His knuckles were white with the severity of his hold. I could see the anger, the hurt, the betrayal in his eyes and I had to appreciate his resistance in punching Edward- although Charlie probably would have been more hurt than Edward. "Edward, I'd like to have a talk with my daughter alone, she'll talk to you soon," Charlie said as he guided Edward to the door. Edward turned back and mouthed that he'd be right outside and would return after. I nodded hesitantly at the quickly disappearing figure and then Charlie slammed the door shut behind him leaving the two of us alone. Charlie reclaimed his seat before he began to speak.

"Bella," he started but his voice broke off "Bella," he tried again, "Are you pregnant?" I fought to conceal a smile at the absurdity of the idea.

"Of course not Charlie," I said quietly allowing relief to flow freely through my body. Charlie visibly relaxed after this first uncomfortable question but I could tell that It wasn't over. He cleared his throat.

"Bella I don't like this, I don't trust him," he said

"But Dad..."

"Hang on," he growled. Noticing my surprised expression he inhaled a shaky breath and relaxed his stiff position a bit. His hands were shaking slightly and I had to force myself to look away- scared for his health.

"Bella, I know I have not always supported you and Edward and I will never fully trust him even if you do. So I just want you to consider when I say what I am about to say it is because I want you to be safe." I nodded slightly, encouraging him to continue. "Bella, I will not stop you from marrying him because clearly nothing I have said about him has changed your point of view on him. Yet, I really think you need to put some more thought into this. Can you really trust him and is this too soon? You've always been a strong minded girl and I won't try to change your mind but getting married so young like your mother and I..." he trailed off.

"Dad," I began quietly, "I've put a lot of thought into this and I won't make the same mistakes you and mom did. I love him and nothing will ever change it. I want to spent the rest of my life with him and I just hope that you can find it in your heart to accept him as a son. Just trust me on this one, he will never leave me again so I am going to marry him- but I would love it if our marriage could have your blessings," I said as tears welled up in my eyes. Charlie, usually one to avoid emotion, looked rather distraught as well.

"Alright Bella," he said, "You have my blessings, I wish all the best for you and Edward and will try my hardest to accept him as a son. I.. I love you and only want the best for you and maybe Edward is what's best for you."

"He is dad," I said as I leaned in to wrap my arms tightly around my father

Ok, so it was a LITTLE mushy haha but I just can't see Bella getting married without her father's approval- not that she wouldn't do it but it just wouldn't seem right. So PLEASE review I'm at 16 right now (!) so I'd love maybe 23 if not it's alright. Sorry it took me a bit longer than I would have liked to post but I'm very busy. Also I hope you liked my description of her invitation, I'd love to hear how you guys imagined it- thanks!