I ran back inside as the car pulled around back to the garage. I waited by the door. Jasper walked by, he smiled and sat down next to me.

"What are we doing?" He asked in a stage whisper.

"I'm waiting for Edward to get home, i saw a car going into the garage."

"Why are you waiting for him?"

"Because..."

The door opened, i jumped to my feet only to be disapointed to see that it was a tall blond walking through the door, Carlisle.

I groaned.

"Geeeez, sorry that i came home. i can see that im unwanted." Carlisle said smiling.

"No it's not you it's just, i was waiting for Edward."

"OH well he wont be home until tomorrow morning."

"What? Why?"

"He stays at Bella's house at night." Carlisle walked upstairs to his office then. Jasper went to the T.V.

There was that stupid name again. Girlfriend. Why does he have a girlfriend, i mean what happened to the woman he married, the woman he loved. Or was all that just an act. Did he not want to marry her. Maybe it was forced on him. So, if that was the case, did he even care about me. Did he even want me. Maybe he was happy when Carlisle changed him. He could act like he was dead and not have to live with his family anymore. The family he never wanted. But, i thought getting out of this unsure rant, i didn't know that it was true, i was just angry about his girlfriend. But, i didn't know if it was true. There was only one way to be sure. Talk to the only person that had been there, maybe they knew something.

I ran up to my father's bedroom and pulled out the picture again and ran to the door that i was pretty sure Carlisle's office, as Alice had pointed out to me earlier. I knocked quietly on the door.

There was a polite, "Come in."

I tentativly walked through the door and saw him reading out of a huge book that looked like it could be a dictionary that held every word of every language in it. He looked up and smiled and shut the book.

"What can i do for you, Sarah? He asked folding his hands together.

"Well, i was wondering if you could tell me anything about this?" I asked showing him the picture.

He smiled. "A bit of a snoop aren't we?" he asked playfully.

"I guess."

"Well, let me see, i assume you already know about your relationship with Edward?" I nodded. "Well this picture used to lay at his bedside table at the hospital. He would rant sometimes about you, and how happy he was and that he couldn't wait to get better so he could get home and play with you. He loved to talk to me when i would come in and check on him. He talked about how he and your mother met and their wedding and how much he loved being with her. He once said that he didn't even realize how far he was in darkness, until he met her, she lit up his life."

"Does that help you?" he asked.

"Yes, thank you. Now all i have to do is wait to tell him." I said walking away, just as a reached the door i said, "Carlisle...I'm scared."

I sank down to the floor and hid my face in my hands, i knew i couldn't cry but it was out of habit. I felt him leaning down next to me and he put his arm around me.

"What are you afriad of?"

"That he won't want anything to do with me anymore, that he won't like me." I said.

"Sarah listen to me. Edward is your father, he loves you, and no matter how many years it's been he's still going to love you. I'm sure he'll be overjoyed to know that your here with him now. He hated me for the longest time because i wouldn't let him see you or your mother. He was too dangerous. By the time he was ready to be out in public, it was obviously to late. He couldn't go back you and your mother would have thought you guys went crazy. He had been "dead" for quite sometime. He loves you dont worry about it."

I nodded my head, and slowly got up. I thanked Carlisle once more and left the room. I traveled up the stairs and walked into my father's room. I sat on the bed, curled up on the pillow i closed my eyes, wishing i could sleep. I would wait for him here. This was very important, it had to be done. He needed to know. What he did with the information, i did not know, but at least he would know about me.