A/N: Hi! Thanks for all the reviews, follows, and favorites.

One of my readers left a review saying that this story is just about exactly the same as another story called Beneath the Surface by My-Bella.

When I started writing this story, I had absolutely no idea that there was another story like mine. I had never read it before. So, I went and read the first few chapters of it, and while there are some similarities between the two, there are actually far more differences. Any similarities are merely coincidence.

I wanted to do a shark story because I watched a JAWS marathon a few weeks ago.

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight.

Chapter 4

I kept trying to wrap my head around that dream, but all it did was give me a headache.

I think the strangest part about it, was how familiar it felt to be near Edward. After all, I had just met the guy yesterday.

I tried not to think about it too much, so I decided to clean up around the house a bit before going over and visiting my dad.

Charlie and I are really close. My mom left when I was 3 years old, so it had just been the two of us for the longest time. I had lived with him up until I went to college in Seattle. After I had graduated, I moved into a little house not too far from the one I grew up in.

Despite how close our homes are to each other, we don't get to see each other all the time. Between the both of us working, it wasn't easy. But I try to see him as often as I can.

His job can be pretty dangerous, since he's the Chief of Police in Forks, and he's also getting older, so there's no telling how much time we have to spend together.

If there's one thing I know, it's how precious both life and time can be.

By the time I pulled up into the driveway of my old home at exactly three o'clock, my father was already waiting for me at the door with a towel.

It was still pouring out, so I quickly ran the distance from my truck to the porch, but I still got drenched.

Once I reached the door, I grabbed the towel from my dad and dried myself off before stepping inside the house.

"Thanks," I said to him.

He chuckled. "No problem, kiddo. I figured you'd need it." He smiled. "You never did like using umbrellas."

I rolled my eyes. "What's the point? Its like, 15 feet from my truck to the front door. And with a downpour as heavy as it is outside right now, I would have gotten drenched anyways in the time it would take to open one up," I argued playfully.

"Whatever you say, Bells."

Thirty minutes later, we were both sitting in front of the tv flipping through the channels while trying to find something to watch.

"So," my dad began. "I ran into Eric Yorkie this morning at the store."

I sighed loudly. I knew where this conversation was going.

"And?" I asked.

He glanced at me for a second before refocusing on the tv. "And...he mentioned you had another panic attack yesterday."

"Yeah, but I'm okay. It wasn't that bad," I lied.

Charlie looked at me at scowled. "Bullshit! Yorkie said you passed out, and if it weren't for Edward Cullen, you could have gotten seriously hurt."

I looked at him in surprise. "Yeah, but I didn't! And how do you know Edward Cullen?"

My father shrugged his shoulders. "He's Dr. and Mrs. Cullen's boy. I met him the other day."

I contemplated that for a moment. I don't ever remember Esme or Carlisle mentioning a son. They moved here about 8 months ago from Chicago. My father and I have gotten to know them really well, especially from all the hospital visits we have. They are both really wonderful people.

"Speaking of which," continued my dad, "they've invited us over for dinner tomorrow night."

My heart began to beat just a little bit faster at the thought of seeing Edward again. "Okay," I replied.

Charlie nodded his head. "Good. We have to be there by 6 o'clock, so please be on time."

I rolled my eyes again. "I'm always on time. You're the one who has trouble being prompt."

He huffed. "I'm never late! Everyone else is just early."

I laughed. "Sure, Dad. Keep telling yourself that."

"Oh, I will," he joked.

I snorted.

I have no doubt that dinner is going to be very interesting tomorrow night.

A/N: How was it?

I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to post any new chapters this week, but I'll certainly try.

See you soon! :)