Reaching town, we went straight to Charlie's house. The police cruiser no longer sat in the short driveway. He had retired about five years before; Charlie was almost sixty. I wasn't sure of his exact age, I frequently find myself losing track of years. When we celebrated ten years after Edward turned me, I couldn't believe it. Years just fly by when you have forever.

Knocking on the door, Edward and I waited outside. I heard a sports game on the TV, probably basketball. Charlie groaned as he dragged himself off the coach and took rather heavy footsteps across the living room floor. Edward put his arm around my waist, "He figures it's us."

The several locks on the door were each loosened one at a time and after several moments it swung open. I was nervous every time I visited Charlie, I wasn't quite sure how much he had figured out over the years. The door finally swung open "Bella! Edward! How are you? Come in!" Charlie's excitement was a relief, he's still accepting of what I was. I gave him a hug.

After Charlie left the police force, he pretty much pretended everyday was a weekend. Fishing with Billy Black almost every other day, it was clear he was cooking a lot of fish. I could smell it on his breath as well as throughout the house.

"It's so good to see you dad, watching the game?"

"Yeah. The team's down by fifteen at the half. You two have some really good timing." Charlie continued to smile as he turned towards Edward.

"Charlie, good to see you again." Edward offered his hand and Charlie embraced it. The coldness that used to exist between the two of them faded years ago. Edward had told me years after, that on our wedding day they had a rather interesting chat. Five minutes before the ceremony Charlie spoke about his prior vendettas against Edward and why he had acted the way did. Edward of course completely understood, for he had left me, lost in the middle of the woods. Nonetheless, Charlie had forgiven him. The two of them have been closer ever since, that is once Charlie got over the whole vampire and werewolf thing.

Leading us into the dining room, Charlie offered us some left over salmon. Smiling, I told him we had just eaten in Port Angeles.

Charlie was extremely simple minded and that's one of the reasons visiting him has never caused an issue. According to him, Edward and I were merely aging gracefully. I was supposed to be almost forty years old and was currently passing as a freshman in high school, very realistic. Other then that, there was no reason to tell Charlie the other supernatural aspects of our lives.

"Your mother misses you. She wants to know when your going to visit her next."

Renee, on the other hand, was a completely different story. Aging gracefully didn't work for her. The year after I joined Edward in this new life, she came up to Forks for Christmas. The change in appearance, voice and eyes were a little overwhelming. Carlisle tried to explain to her the disease I picked up while on the honeymoon, but she didn't quite buy it. Meeting Renesmee wasn't a tally for the win column either.

Over the years, she has calmed down, she doesn't even bother to bring up the fact that neither Edward nor I have aged a day in over twenty years. Though it still can become extremely awkward at times.

Charlie's comment caused me to realize that I hadn't seen my mother in over a year. It was about that time again where the awkward questions were going to be asked. And the awkward lies Edward created for us.

"Well you should invite her back up here for Christmas again, Edward and I could come." I tried to make it sound like this is what I really wanted, but my tone was slightly off. Edward picked up on it, but thankfully Charlie didn't.

"That sounds like a plan. I don't know if she'll go for it though. She didn't stop complaining to Phil last time." He laughed at his own remark. "I mean besides the rain, Forks isn't that bad. You put up with it fine for the rest of high school, you think she could put on a brave face for a few days." Charlie's face lit up for a moment. A light bulb seemed to have gone off in his head. "Which reminds me. Bells you got some mail." Charlie sifted through some week old mail on the counter and pulled out a professional looking envelope. "Apparently you never gave your updated your address to Forks High School." Handing me the letter, I already knew what this could be. The only thing it could be.

The fine, ten point type across the front read Bella Swan with Charlie's address underneath. This could only be one thing and as I tore open the letter, the realization began to set in.

Within in a millisecond I read the heading: Forks High School Reunion Committee. It was worse then I thought. I turned to Edward to see the shock on his face, apparently they moved around so much he never received one. I couldn't believe it had been twenty years since graduation. I haven't seen Mike, Jessica, or Angela for twenty years, I wonder how their lives turned out. Or what they would look like at forty.

"Thanks Charlie, we'll have to look into this." I grimaced up at Edward, then shrugged. This might be interesting.

The second half of the game came back on and Charlie sunk back down into the couch, completely enveloped by it. Edward and I showed ourselves out after we said our goodbyes. Edward sprinted off into a full blown run. Miles away he stopped in the middle of the woods.

"You looked intrigued when you read that letter. A little too intrigued if you ask me." He waited a moment giving me a chance to respond, when I didn't he continued, "Are you serious about going? You wouldn't be able to see anyone you know. I mean look at you, your not forty. Your still seventeen." My eyes slowly found the ground, Edward's concerned tone pierced my defenses. Reaching out his hand, he softly held my chin and directed my eyes off the ground and back onto him. "Bella, you have to be realistic. You can't go."

I had to fight him with this one. I knew I wouldn't be able to attend with everyone, maybe just observe from a far. Putting on my best pouting expression, I began to argue with the love of my life and immediately found it futile. He wasn't going to budge, then again I had other persuasion techniques.

We ran all the way back home, hunting along the way. Edward and I loved taking our time on these long journeys. I barely noticed the sun slowly rising out of the East, and we were off flying through the forest again. The remaining dozen miles only lasted a few minutes and when I found myself standing in our living the night seemed too short. It was time for school again, and I dragged my feet all the way to my closet looking for a change of clothes.