I couldn't believe what she had said, though it made sense.

Why should he be kept in the dark? We had already been incredibly lucky to survive one visit from them with him being unaware, and now it was directly relevant to him, there was no way we could be so lucky.

What would he do when he found out? Would he be scared? Angry? Disbelieving? If so would any of the unpleasant thoughts go away, once he knew how we hunt?

Would he still love his daughter, even though she was no longer human? I think he would. As mum always said; love is irrational, the more you love someone, the less anything makes sense. She and Dad knew this more than anyone; it had applied perfectly to their situation.

"Bella," said Dad tentatively, "Honey, are you sure you are ready for that, for his reaction? What if he's upset? Or Cross? Or," he said, in a hushed undertone "Or frightened?"

She flinched slightly when he said this but quickly assembled herself then said in a hard manner, "Then that will be my problem to deal with, I just can't keep him ignorant and in the dark, not anymore." She said, and it was clear she was not going to budge. Then, she looked like she had suddenly realizing something.

"But," she said hastily, "You don't have to tell them about you of course, that's your decision, not mine."

"Come on," scoffed Emmett mockingly "Do you really think we're such wimps that we can't even-" But a stern look from Carlisle cut him off, stopping him from continuing with his taunting rant.

"Bella, I'm not going to let you do this alone. We're going to do this together, you can't do it by your own." Said Dad.

"Thank you," said Mum, in a hushed tone.

"Anytime," said Dad, smiling his crooked smile, which both she and I loved.

"What shall we do though?" asked Alice, immediately picking up what none of us wanted to discuss, "I don't really think that we can ask our friends to witness, this time, we have done what they accuse us of."

"We fight," said Emmett, a gleam of anticipation beginning to grow in his eye.

"We can't win though," said Esme.

There it was, that unmistakable déjà vu!

Reacting as if her comment was meaningless, he just shrugged.

Well, Emmett will be Emmett!

Then, as if realizing that I could here them for the first time Mum said,

"Honey, you should get to sleep, you must be tired!"

"I'm not tired," I said, but when she mentioned it, a wave of exhaustion swept through me, making my words sound slightly garbled because I had just yawned.

"Come on, I'll put you to bed," said Mum, rolling her eyes at my pathetic response.

As she tucked me in, I asked the question that had been in my head since I found out what was happening.

"What will they do when they come?" I said, though I didn't really want to know the answer, I was scared of what it might be.

"I don't know," then she paused, it looked like she had something that she wanted to say.

"But?" I encouraged her. She let out a sigh.

"But… they will probably give him the same choice I was given," then her voice quavered "that is, if we're lucky."

I wrapped her in a tight hug, whishing, not for the first time, that I could simply take all her worries away.