I do not own Twilight or its characters. Stephenie Meyer does. I don't own A Christmas Carol either. Charles Dickens does.
CH 9: Christmas Morning (BPOV)
I opened my eyes, then closed them quickly. I had the weirdest dream last night. Usually I had been dreaming of getting lost in the woods searching for Edward, but last night I dreamed like I was in the Christmas Carol, only my happy ending was that Edward came back. I wished that dream was real. I wished I could go back to that part.
I squirmed a bit in my bed to get more comfortable. For some reason my pillow was cold. Cold and hard. Cold, hard and breathing in and out. I opened my eyes quickly and lifted my head to see that I had been nestled in Edward's arms.
He was looking at me smiling.
"It was real and not a dream," I gushed throwing my arms around his neck and burying my head into his neck.
Edward started to chuckle under me. "This is why I wanted to wait to talk until after you have slept. Do you remember everything?" Edward kissed my nose.
"I think so. Jasper, Emmett and Carlisle went with me as we saw your past, present and future." I winced on the word future. "Then, as I tried to drive to find you, you ended up saving me before I could crash. Then we had a talk about why you lied," I told him.
He nodded and seemed a bit relieved.
"Merry Christmas, love." He kissed me chastely.
"Merry Christmas, Edward." I smiled. It was indeed one of my best Christmases already.
"How is the ankle feeling," he asked looking down at my foot as if he could see through the covers.
I turned it and winced. Edward frowned and pulled back the covers.
"Swelling has gone down slightly. But I would feel better still if Carlisle double checked it."
"I need a few human moments first." I blushed.
"Of course. Would you like me to make you some breakfast," he asked.
I nodded, slipping out of bed and careful not to put much wait on my foot.
"That would be very sweet of you." I reached into the bag I had hastily packed last night to retrieve my toiletry bag. I turned to find him right behind me. He leaned down and kissed me on the lips. I pulled back after a moment and he looked slightly hurt.
"Morning breath," I mumbled blushing.
He rolled his eyes and kissed my forehead.
"Call me, when you are ready for the stairs," he told me as he walked me to the bathroom door.
I nodded and slipped into the bathroom to hurry through my routine. I didn't want to leave his side more than I had to. I hobbled back into my room and put my toiletry bag on my desk when I spotted the bow for Charlie's present.
"Edward?" I called softly and he appeared before I could blink.
"Are you ready to go down the stairs?" he asked holding out his arms.
"In a minute. You don't know where Charlie is, do you? I know he went into La Push last night, but I thought he would be back by now," I asked.
I hoped the cruiser would fair better on the road than the truck did.
"I'm not sure," he responded as his phone went off. He glanced at the phone then back at me. "Alice says he is at work and will be back around dinner time. And we have an hour to get to the house." He smirked.
I felt more relieved. I went into my closet and pulled out the fishing rod. I stuck the bow on it.
"Okay, I'm ready." I smiled. He picked me up gently to carry me down the stairs. Once we reached the main floor, he immediately headed for the kitchen.
"Hold on I need to put this under the tree." I tried to squirm out of his arms. He placed me down and I placed my present under the tree before going into the kitchen after him.
My eyes widen when I saw the breakfast Edward had made. There was a big stack of pancakes, a cheese omelet, bacon and sausage.
"Edward, this looks amazing, but there is no way I can eat all this." I looked at him.
He shrugged. I sat down at the table in front of the food.
"Eat as much as you can. You look like you haven't eaten well in awhile. I'm just concerned with how much weight you have lost. I don't want you getting sick."
I frowned. Who was he to point that out, when it was obvious that he has done something similar. I started to cut into my omelet, taking the first bite and turned back to him.
"Well, what about yourself? When is the last time that you hunted?" I looked at him.
He had his back to me as he was washing up the dishes. He stiffened slightly.
"Awhile," he finally mumbled.
"So, you need to leave again to hunt." I frowned not liking the idea of being separate again so soon after the past few months.
"It can wait awhile longer." Edward came over and picked me up. He sat, then placed me on his lap. His arms circled my waist.
I placed my fork down and fingered the dark circles under his eyes. "Edward, I don't want you to suffer just to be with me. You need to take care of yourself too," I whispered. His eyes looked sad. I wondered if that meant he didn't like the idea of being separated from me anytime soon, too.
"I know, but I can't leave you just yet." He buried his nose into my hair and breathed in deeply, answering my question. "Your scent no longer bothers me."
"What changed?" I turned slightly.
Edward smiled; he picked up my forgotten fork and speared some egg on it before he raised it to my lips for me to bite. I opened my mouth obediently.
"Being without you and seeing that I could have lost you forever. Your scent is almost welcoming now. It lets me now that you are here and alive." He kissed my cheek before spearing a sausage.
I kissed him back and tried not to get choked up on his words. It feels like all I have done in the past 24 hours was cry. I took the offered sausage.
"Why are you feeding me?" I giggled.
He gave me a shy smile. "Do you want me to stop," he asked.
I paused and shook my head. It actually felt pretty nice.
"When did you learn to cook?" I asked amazed how good everything came out.
"Watching you cook for Charlie and a cooking channel." he answered.
"Well, it taste delicious, thank you." I gave him a peck on the lips.
"You're welcome." He smiled, looking pleased.
I ate silently for a few more moments, until I was full. Edward didn't argue when I was only able to finish half of what he made. I took care of the leftovers and quickly washed my plate.
I took some meat out of the freezer to make Charlie a nice dinner. It wouldn't be an elaborate Christmas dinner, but I know he loves his mother's stroganoff and doesn't get it very often.
I went out to the living room where Edward is staring at a photo on the mantle. He turned when I approach.
"Who is this woman in the picture? I never noticed it before," he asked. I glanced at it quickly.
"That would be my Grandma Swan. Charlie's mom," I answered slipping my arms around his waist.
"I don't think she likes me very much." Edward was frowning. I raised an eyebrow and looked up at him.
"Are you telling me you can read the picture's mind now?" I teased. He smirked before leading me to the couch.
"No, she is the one who came to see me to tell me I was about to go on a Dickens' style journey. It explains why she didn't like me very much; she was probably mad how I treated you," he sighed heavily.
I ran my fingers through his hair and he thankfully relaxed. I didn't want him to get in one of his moods again.
"That's funny; your mother was very nice to me."
"You met my mom?" he smiled softly, I nodded. "She would have liked you very much. She would probably be upset with me too," he sighed again.
I crawled into his lap before responding.
"Edward, stop dwelling in the past. You're here and we are able to fix things now." I leaned my forehead against his head. "If we must talk about the past, let's focus on how cute you were as a little boy." I giggled.
He looked at me hesitantly.
"What did you see?" He seemed very curious.
"Well, the first Christmas I saw you, you were about four and you were chasing your cat through the house. When your mother asked you what you were doing you pulled a fish out of your jacket and told her that you were just trying to give the cat a Christmas present." I laughed.
Edward smiled sheepishly.
"I don't recall that Christmas," he chuckled.
As cute as that part of the scene was, I was glad he didn't remember his father had disappointed him or his mother that Christmas.
"Where is the lemonade cap from?" I asked, he looked surprise by my question. He reached into his pocket and pulled it out and handed it to me.
"This? It was from the first lunch we spent together. I kept it as a reminder that you said yes to me twice that day." He looked sheepish.
"That is so sweet," I cooed and giggled as he looked like he would be actually blushing, if he was human. I handed it back and he placed it back into his pocket.
"You were a very cute baby and an adorable little girl too," Edward grinned.
I cringed at what he might have seen.
"Do I want to know?" I asked biting my lip.
He took his finger and released my lip from my teeth.
"Nothing bad at all. In fact, something to be proud about that when you were five years old. Not many kids would be willing to give their new toys to those who were less fortunate." He looked at me proudly.
I blushed. "I feel kind of bad. I usually give to Toys to Tots every year that I can remember. I didn't get there this year." I sighed. I also usually tried to find a soup kitchen to volunteer at least once between Thanksgiving and Christmas.
"We can remedy that. They might not receive it today. But we can find an orphanage or other child home to donate to." Edward suggested.
"That would be nice." I smiled.
"Tell me one thing, though. What's Johnny's last name?" Edward's eyes looked darker then before. I looked at him confused.
"I don't know a Johnny." I looked at him.
"He was from Phoenix. Just before you moved here." Edward was frowning.
I thought back to a year ago. There is only one person that I could remember from around that time of year that might have Edward so pissed.
"Are you talking about the guy who was calling me Becky? I have no clue, it was a big school." I shrugged.
Edward looked disappointed.
"Why, what are you going to do? Hurt him because he couldn't get my name right over a year ago," I teased, ruffling his hair, but he didn't look amused.
"I don't like what he was thinking about you," Edward said in a huff.
I rolled my eyes. "You don't believe me do you? When are going to realize that many guys want to take you from me."
He played with a strand of my hair.
"I never said I didn't believe you. I don't care what other boys think. Just what you do. I only want you."
He pressed a kiss on my lips at my admittance. The kiss grew more passionate as I wrapped me arms around his neck. One of his hands pressed lightly against the middle of my back holding me closer. My heart started to beat embarrassingly loud. I tried to make the kiss last as long as possible because he would pull back soon.
"Breathe, Bella," He leaned his forehead against mine.
I took a deep breath, staring into his eyes.
"The others will be here in a moment." he exhaled, leaning back to create space between us.
"I thought we were going there." I slid off his lap, trying to make sure I looked presentable and not like I was just making out with him.
"Change of plans." Edward got up and headed for the door. He opened it and a blur passed him before the door was completely open.
"Bella!" Alice squealed as she engulfed me into a hug. "Oh, I missed you so much."
"Alice," Edward hissed from across the room.
"Calm down. She is fine." Alice rolled her eyes.
"I missed you, too, Alice." I hugged her back.
The pixie skipped to the side as Esme approached me at a normal pace.
"Bella, sweetie, it is good to see you again. Merry Christmas." She hugged me gently.
"Merry Christmas." Tears came to my eyes as I hugged her back. She stepped back as Rosalie approached me, I was instantly on guard. I knew she didn't like me, that was evident when she gladly called Edward to tell him about my death. However, she did at least seem remorseful in that last scene, so she couldn't be a complete cold-hearted bitch. Right now, instead of her normal superior look she had around me, she looked sad and almost ashamed.
"Bella, I need to offer you an apology. I have never been very friendly to you. I never gave you much of a chance and that wasn't fair of me. I think that journey last night was as much for Edward as it was for me. From what I saw, you are probably the sweetest and most selfless person I have ever known. I realize that you and Edward are meant to be and that you are the missing piece of this family. I'm also sorry for what my future self maliciously did. It was uncalled for." She wrung her hands in front of her.
"Rose, I can forgive you for all the things you have done. But I can't forgive you for calling Edward like that." I paused when she winced. "I can't forgive it, because technically you haven't done it. So it wouldn't be very fair of me to mad at you for it." I gave her a small smiled. She gave a relieved smile back to me.
"Thank you, I hope that we can start over," Rose asked.
"I would like that," I nodded. Edward wrapped an arm around my waist.
"Let's check that ankle out before we head out," Carlisle suggested walking up to me.
I sat on the couch and he knelt in front of me. He removed my shoe, then took a bandage out of his medical bag. He looked it over, moving it gently.
"The swelling has gone down quite a bit since last night," Edward told him.
"Definitely a good sprain, try and stay off it as much as possible." Carlisle clucked his tongue before starting to wrap it. "Can I ask why you didn't wait for us to come get you?" He gave me a stern fatherly look.
"I wasn't sure you would," I answered quietly looking down at what he was doing.
"I told you we would." Carlisle responded, attaching the little metal clips to keep it in place.
"No, you promise to go get Edward out the room in Rio. No one said anything about coming for me," I retorted trying not to sound bitter.
Carlisle paused as he appeared to be thinking it over. Over his head, I saw Jasper and Emmett exchange a look.
"Opps," Emmett mumbled.
"Sorry, Bella. I guess we thought it was implied. We certainly didn't want to make you think we were going to abandon you, again." Carlisle helped me with my shoe.
"You got her?" Edward sounded very pleased. He got up and thanked his brothers with slaps on the back and man style hugs.
"Got who?" I was confused by their display. The others looked happy too.
"They managed to get Victoria." Edward looked so relieved.
"How? When?" I asked from my seat.
"Surprised her in Seattle after we got back with the pixie's help." Emmett beamed proudly.
"She was that close. Does this mean she was really after me?" My eyes widen in shock. The room grew quiet, and Edward came back to my side and pulled me into his lap.
"Breathe, love. She is gone. She can't hurt you now. But, yes, she did want revenge and she planned on using you to do it. That's why I was trying to find her." He held me tight to him. It came so close. I shivered slightly.
"Is that how I died then in that probable future," I asked. I knew I had died, but not how.
"Naw, you jumped of a cliff before she could get you," Emmett told me.
Edward let go of me with one hand to pinch the bridge of the nose. There was a loud smack as Rose hit the back of Emmett's head.
"Ow, what? She should know the truth." Emmett rubbed his head.
"Yes, but you could have been more tactful," Rose scolded him.
I wanted to ask why I was jumping off a cliff, but Alice broke in.
"We need to get going so we are not late," she chirped.
"Late to what?" I asked as Edward helped me to my feet.
"We are going to volunteer at the Port Angeles' soup kitchen," Alice said joyfully linking arms with me to lead me out.
She paused long enough so I could get my jacket.
"Do you guys do this every Christmas?" I asked.
The other looked a bit nervous.
"Actually, it will be a first. Seeing you volunteer was inspirational," Esme said from behind me and I blushed.
"It was my grandmother on Renée's side that led me to start doing that." I passed the recognition on the right person.
"She seemed like a good lady." Esme smiled.
I realized that they must have seen that part. Alice led me to the Volvo. Edward opened the door for me. Jasper did the same for Alice. The other four got into Carlisle's Mercedes.
The back of the Volvo was full of packages.
"What are those for?" I asked looking over my shoulder.
"For the kids at the soup kitchen. Emmett is going to dress as Santa and hand them out," Alice explained.
"Where did you get them at such short notice?" I looked at her and her smile fell into a grimace. Jasper and Edward started laughing.
"The only store that was open at four in the morning at Christmas Day. Walmart," she grumbled.
"I'm sorry, where," I was completely baffled.
Alice in Walmart. The image was too funny.
"You heard me." She hissed.
I started laughing hard and Alice huffed.
"Now, Darlin', calm yourself. It was for a good cause. Just think how happy Emmett alone will be to dress as his idol." Jasper tried to calm her, but he couldn't keep the smirk off his face.
"Emmett really believes in Santa. And he did what?" Edward looked in the review mirror at Jasper.
"He wrote a letter to Santa, telling him that what he wanted for Christmas was for you to get Bella back," Jasper answered, the smirk still on his face. I watched Edward open and close his mouth a few times trying to form a reply. He looked surprised and amused.
"Why can't Santa exist? Vampires exists. Why not something good like Santa? Something had to spark us going through that journey last night. It was most likely his letter," I defended Emmett. I still thought it was very sweet of him.
Edward smiled gently as he pulled my hand to his lips for a kiss.
"Well, then if that is what happened, then I owe Emmett a thank you. So thank you Emmett." Edward said genuinely. I forgot how good vampire hearing is. I didn't think to realize that they could hear us in the car behind us.
"Quickly before we run out of time. Bella is shopping with us tomorrow and Emmett is going to go collect the gifts from Ithaca." Alice started to list.
"I'm not going shopping, Alice," I interrupted.
"Please, Bella. Don't make this difficult. It's only six hours." Alice started to give me her puppy dog look.
"I can't on a sprained ankle," I tried to use my injury as an excuse.
"Five hours," Alice pleaded.
"Two," I suggested.
"Four and half." Alice countered.
"Three, if it includes no dressing rooms. You're a psychic. You know how it will look on me." I crossed my arms in front of my chest.
"Four, if you try on two dresses. I can't decide between two, I want Rose and Esme's opinions. I will even treat you to lunch." Alice countered again.
"Fine," I agreed as she started to squeal.
The guys beside us were shaking in laughter.
"What is so funny," I mockingly glared at them. Both just shook their heads.
"You two don't have jobs, yet. I can make you carry all the bags." Alice threatened.
"No, Edward has to hunt," I said firmly.
He opened his mouth to object, but I cut him off. "You are going. I will be with your sisters and your mother. Nothing will happen to me. You need to take care of yourself. It's only for a couple of hours." I glanced at him.
He sighed and nodded, but didn't look happy.
"It's settled. Jasper will go with you and help you get a tree." Alice announced.
"Um, Alice, most people get the tree before Christmas, not after," I told her.
"I know that silly. But we will celebrate our Christmas in two days. That gives us time to shop for the presents that we couldn't do before. Some of us has been lacking in the shopping department."
Edward rolled his eyes and I blushed. I couldn't really afford presents of their caliber.
"Don't worry, Bella. We give gifts as couple, so you and Edward will give them together," Alice informed me.
Part of me wanted to argue. But giving gifts as a couple sounded kind of nice too.
"Wait, why the dress?" I remembered one of her counter demands.
"For the hospital charity ball in Seattle on New Year's Eve. It's formal and you wouldn't want Edward to go alone, would you?" Alice asked innocently. The evil pixie knew how to work me.
"I'm not sure if Charlie is going to let me go." I thought about telling Charlie I was going to Seattle with Edward's family for the weekend.
Crap! I still needed to tell him Edward and I are back together. I wonder how that will go.
"She has a point. I'm not his favorite person. Far from it," Edward sighed giving my hand a light squeeze.
"It's still hazy, but you are going to have to face him sooner or later. The longer you wait, the worse he will we react," Alice replied.
"So you can see him letting me go willingly." I turned to see her expression. She shrugged.
"No, I can't see clearly. It is still hazy." Alice admitted. I felt the car come to a stop. "We are here. Let's get moving people." Alice jumps out of the car. I waited for Edward to open my door.
"Promise me something," he asked offering me his hand.
"Not until you tell me what I am promising." I smirked.
I could hear his family chuckling behind me.
"Promise me you will not leave my side or one of the others while we are here." I rolled my eyes at the request. I have been going to these places as long as I could remember.
"I promise, if it will make you happy," I agreed.
He smiled brightly as we linked our fingers together to go help the others get organized with the packages.
Bella & Edward
Three hour later, we were headed back to Charlie's. The afternoon was successful. Most of us helped out in the food line or the kitchen. Alice willingly dressed up as an elf and helped Santa. I had to admit she was perfect for the part with her size and her perkiness. Carlisle volunteered his services medically. Edward ended up assisting him, so as promised; I stayed close to Esme's side in the kitchen.
I didn't realize I had fallen asleep in the car until Alice woke me up.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep on you," I yawned and stretched.
"That's okay, love. You needed to catch up on some sleep." Edward gave me a small smile but it didn't reach his eyes.
"What is wrong?" I asked.
"I didn't tell you earlier because I didn't want to upset you or worry you. Charlie beat us home. He's not going to be thrilled to see Edward. The story is going to be that when you went to the soup kitchen your truck broke down so we were giving you a ride home. You and Edward talked things out. We are also moving back." Alice rushed out just as Edward was about to pull to a stop.
"Wait, wouldn't the truck being at the house wreck those plans?" I asked.
"I brought to our house earlier," Jasper answered.
I took a deep breath as Edward cut the engine. Charlie immediately opened the front door. He was frowning as he looked at the car.
"Let Edward or us do most of the talking since there will be lying involved," Alice whispered before opening her door and I followed suite.
"Hi, Charlie. Merry Christmas," Alice cheerfully called.
"Alice, a surprise to see you. Merry Christmas." Charlie was eyeing us critically. "Someone want to explain what is going on?"
"We ran into Bella at the soup kitchen in Port Angeles. Her truck broke down so we gave her a lift home," Alice explained. "Such a good thing too. I was worried that things would be awkward, but it's like a Christmas wish granted that Bella and Edward worked thing out and are back with one another."
Charlie frowned at that.
"You think I am going to let you back with my daughter after everything?" Charlie practically growled staring at Edward.
"Dad…" I started but was cut off by Jasper.
"Sir, if there is anyone to blame, it is probably best to blame me."
I tried to hide my surprise. I wasn't expecting Jasper to speak up
"And you are?" Charlie turned to look at him.
"Jasper Hale, sir," Jasper answered politely, almost as if he was reporting to a commanding officer.
"And how is it your fault?" Charlie demanded.
"You see, when we found out we were going to move, I gave Edward some bad advice that long distance relationships don't work, and I had suggested that if her really cared about Bella, he would let her go. Because odds were, it would have hurt them in the end trying to make it. My intentions were good, however, wrong. I have never seen Edward as miserable as he was after we left. He had just about shut down. That's part of the reason why we are back. Alice heard that Bella was as lost without him. We wanted to see them both happy before we lost them both." Jasper spoke calmly.
I looked at Charlie's stoic expression and wondered if Jasper was influencing it.
"So why not call instead of coming back. What if she didn't want to see you?" Charlie turned to Edward.
"I was afraid my mistake was too big at first. By the time others convinced me at least to try and to talk to her, I realized that it was a conversation that should be face to face and not over the phone. The fact that Bella has been able to forgive me and will give me another chance, is more than I imagined would happen. I will not take for granted the second chance I have," Edward said.
"Mmm Hmm." Charlie mumbled. He now turned to me. "Bells, in the house. I have to have a word with you. As for you three, I'm sure your parents will be expecting you home."
"Of course, good-night, Bella. We will pick you up at nine tomorrow morning as planned," Alice chirped.
"Plans?" Charlie asked looking at the four of us.
"Bella is going shopping with myself, Esme, and Rose. A girls' day out," Alice said with a big smile on her face.
"Sounds like a nice idea. You three have a good evening now." He nodded and ushered me in.
"I guess I will see you later." I turned to Edward hopefully.
Edward got that I was asking if he would be back tonight. He nodded slightly with his eyes.
"Have a good-night." Edward smiled.
I was a little annoyed that Charlie was still hovering, since I knew that Edward wouldn't give me a kiss good-bye with him watching.
I entered the house and he closed the door.
"Bells, I think you need to rethink this," Charlie said gruffly.
"Rethink what?" I asked shrugging off my jacket and hanging it on the hook.
"Getting into a relationship with Edward, again," he sighed.
I looked at him while getting ready to defend myself. Charlie looked worried and very tired.
"Dad, I love him more then anything. It nearly killed me when he left the first time. I can't send him away. It would kill me to do so." I watched Charlie flinch.
"I just don't think that your relationship was healthy. You were so dependent on him when he left, you fell apart. You were barely getting by these past few months. Getting back into the same thing may lead to more hurt," Charlie pleaded.
"It also hurt him. He was in the same amount of pain," I argued.
"Well, I still don't think it was healthy for either of you," Charlie reasoned.
"No, Dad, that's exactly what happens when soul mates are separated." I crossed my arms in front of my chest. I tried to remind myself that getting defensive will not help the situation.
"You sound like your mother." He shook his head and rubbed his chin. "Alright, say you see Edward. But do you have to go steady with him. Try dating others in town." He suggested.
Steady? Did anyone use that term anymore?
"Seriously. For one, most of the young boys in the area are immature and idiots. I prefer someone who I can have intelligent conversation with. Not too mention it wouldn't be fair to date anyone when I feel this way about Edward."
"What about Billy's boy Jacob?" He raised a brow.
"Isn't he a kid still? Really? Are you trying to get me in trouble with the law," I tried to make a joke out of it.
Charlie rolled his eyes.
"Sixteen isn't that young." Charlie huffed.
"I'm not going to lead some poor boy on just to satisfy you," I answered firmly.
"I just want to make sure you have a life outside of Edward," Charlie pleaded.
"I have a life. I have you, I have work, I have school, I have Alice." I started to list.
"I am talking about other people besides Alice and Edward."
"I tried when I first came here. Nearly all the kids here have known each other since kindergarten. They are cliquey. The only reason some were nice to me last year was because I was the new girl and apparently in this town it is a rare commodity, so it was like cool or something to befriend the new girl. None of it was genuine. The only genuine people were the Cullens and Angela. I am sure I can talk to Angela about double dating if that makes you happier." I spouted out. He starting to look resigned. So I felt like I was winning.
"I'm not going to be able to convince you otherwise, am I?"
"No, not when it comes to Edward. I know who I want and who I love. He makes me happy. Don't you want that for me?" I pouted slightly taking a cue from Alice.
Hopefully, I didn't look ridiculous.
"Yes. I want you to be happy. I haven't seen you this alive or happy in a long time. You had me very worried about you." Charlie was frowning and looking sad.
"I'm sorry, Dad. I never meant for you to worry. I promise you I know this is for the best." I hugged him.
"Alright, you win. But if he hurts you, I get to introduce him to my shotgun," Charlie grumbled.
"Dad," I chastised and he actually started to chuckle.
"I need to start dinner. Unless, you want to open gifts, first?" I pulled back and wiped my eyes.
"What are we having for dinner?" Charlie smiled.
"I was going to make Grandma Swan's stroganoff," I told him stopping half to the kitchen.
"Sounds delicious. How about opening gifts after dinner and then a movie with the old man?" He suggested heading to the couch, no doubly to turn on sports.
"What old man? Did you invite someone over," I teased going into the kitchen.
I heard Charlie chuckle.
"Glad to have you back, Bells." He laughed. I smiled as I started dinner. I am glad to feel back to normal. I'm even happier to know that I will fall asleep in my vampire's arms tonight.
A/N: Quite a bit in this chapter. This are starting to get on the right track.
One chapter left for this story and then we move on to a sequel.
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I picked it up and opened the unsealed flap I pulled out the papers and unfolded it. I had to read the papers twice. A sizable donation had been made to a foundation for Alzheimer in memory of my Grandmother Swan.
"Edward, this is so sweet of you." I reached up kissed his cheek and his lips chastely.
"I am glad you like it, love," He was all smiles.