Title – TMV (Twilight My Version)
Mortality – Edward is the human and Bella and the Cullens are vampires.
A/N – Sorry it's been so long, I hope you all aren't gone.

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Chapter 13

"You've achieved just that." Charlie replied. "You're quite the catch." He said as he turned to her.

She giggled. "Why thank you, you have a great son. Very considerate and insistent I might add."

"He was never one to give up, you know as a child –"

"Dad!" I interjected. I looked at him disapprovingly.

"Oh let him, I'm sure you were adorable as a child." Bella said as she smiled widely.

I scoffed. "Please don't encourage him."

Charlie chuckled. "Well –" He was cut off by the door bell.

"I'll get it." I quickly said and went over to the door. I opened the door, without checking who was there, and found Alana smiling sweetly. "Oh, Hey."

"Is this a bad time?" she asked then she bit her lip. "I could come back."

"No come in." I stepped aside and she walked in. "You forgot something right?"

She turned around. "What?"

"An earring, right?"

"Oh! Yes, the earring, I'm so out of it." She laughed nervously.

I nodded, I didn't really understand her motives. They seemed innocent enough but Bella seemed to dislike her. "You want to go in the kitchen and look?"

She nodded and dropped her purse on the couch. She made it to the kitchen doorway before she stopped short. She had seen Bella. "Hi, I saw you at practice on the bleachers."

Bella forced a smile. "You're a good coach."

"You think? Do you play?"

I couldn't help but to smile at Bella playing a full blown baseball game. "A bit but my brothers play the sports in the family."

"Your brothers play baseball?" Charlie interjected. I sighed, if anyone wanted to get Charlie, or me for that matter, started, all they had to do was spark a baseball conversation.

Soon it became a full blow ball talk. Bella gave her share of input, it went on for about fifteen minutes. Bella was pretty good at faking emotions, she couldn't fool me though. As they talked she appeared to be interested but she frequently stole glances at me and I smiled in response.

"Edward how about you order dinner?"

"I can cook." Bella offered readily.

I glanced at her warily. "I can order something." I assured her.

She got to her feet and approached the kitchen. "It's fine, I can cook, please?"

I turned to Charlie. "Hun, you're a guest."

"Charlie, let me cook, Edward frequently talks about the lack of cooking. Consider it a favor."

What had me worried was not that she was a guest but that she doesn't eat food. Why would a person need to know how to cook if that person didn't eat?

"I have to go." Alana announced.

"Now that Bella has offered to cook you should stay." Charlie suggested.

Her face reddened. "I shouldn't, it's late and I never found the earring, I got distracted, never really looked for it."

"Come into the kitchen, take a look around." I offered.

We searched nearly every corner of the kitchen, we found nothing but dust.

Bella approached me and whispered something in my ear. "Look directly under the windowsill on the floor."

"What are you like a metal detector?" I muttered silently.

I heard her giggle. "I'm a tad more observant."

Amused, I walked to the window and spotted an antique earring. "Is this it?" I asked.

She whirled around and looked at the earring in my hand. "Yes! Thank you so much." She hurried over to me and hugged me. "I though I wouldn't find it."

I pulled away, in the nicest was possible. "You're welcome."

"It was my grandmother's and I freaked out when I noticed it was gone once I got home."

"I'm glad we found it."

"Dinner is ready!" Bella announced cheerfully though her face told another tale.

Charlie joined us at the table. "What do we have here?"

"I found pasta in the pantry, I made a sauce. My mom taught me. I found green beans and chicken." She served three plates and one for herself. Hers had the least amount and so did mine. I wasn't sure if that's what she meant.

Halfway through dinner after pushing around the food on her plate she finally whispered something to me. "Move your arm."

I did as she asked and in a split second half of her food was on my plate. "Thanks." I muttered.

"No thank you." She replied.

Throughout the rest of dinner, when no one was watching she would slip her food on my plate.

"Bella, this food was delicious." Charlie wiped his mouth with a napkin. "We should have you over more often."

"As long as you'll have me," I was sure she was serious.

On the opposite side of the table, Alana set her fork down on the edge of the plate. "The food was wonderful but I bet my father is wondering where I am. Oh, I forgot to mention that the next game will be out of town. We were called this morning."

"Where?"

"Olympia, the game was changed to Friday night so we don't have to come back at night." She explained.

"I'll give you the details on Monday. Chief Swan, have great night."

"Drive safely." Charlie saw her out to the door.

Bella and I were left alone in the kitchen. "Dinner was good." I noted. "I'm pretty full."

"Do you want the ugly truth?"

"I always do."

"I didn't want to cough it up later tonight." She admitted. "If had eaten it, I would've sort had to…throw it up. It's as unpleasant as it sounds."

I never thought about what happened to the food that she didn't really need. I guess I know now. "I'm glad I could help."

"So how about I accompany you to Olympia on Friday?"

I chuckled. "Why?"

"Do you not want me to go?"

I quickly took it back. "That's not it, I'm just wondering why?"

"It's sort of embarrassing and a little creepy."

"Go right ahead, say it, I'm ready for all the surprises you're going to throw my way." I assured her.

"Well," she began. "I feel sort of…disconcerted when I'm..." I new she didn't struggle with what she wanted to say. I could tell that she didn't want to scare me. "I don't like being away from you and you know, very well, how to get into trouble."

"Oh."

"It's the ugly truth."

"That it is." I agreed. "If you insist though I'm a big boy, I can manage."

"I know you are, and I'm definitely not trying to be your mother, that's not it. I just want to protect you, let me."

"Bella, the thing is that this is new to me. I'm not used to being taken care of, I never played that role. I've always been okay on my own."

"I won't force myself upon you."

I reached for her hand, I kissed the top of it. "I know you're stubborn, I've figured that out. I'm guessing that if I don't let you go with me I'll end up being stalked for a couple days, I might as well invite you. We could use that time together."

"You were right about the stalking thing." She replied mildly. "I don't like lying, I'm not too great at it, either."

Gently she slipped her hand away and walked towards the sink. She began to wash the pots and pans. I figured Charlie was on his way back so I picked up the plates and glasses.

I stood my Bella as she washed and I dried.

Charlie lingered in the kitchen, I could sense his suspicion. He wondered what we would do if he left. It was all written in his face.

Once the dishes were clean and dried I announced that maybe Bella should go home. Charlie seemed tired but he said he'd catch up on some re-run. I knew it was because he would be waiting for me to get back home.

I drove Bella down to the usual spot near the forest. I always hated leaving her like this, I knew she was a vampire but then again I never really thought of her that way. I still worried of what would happen to her but I had to accept she was different and she could probably fight off an enemy more so than I could.

"Edward, would you like to meet my family?" She asked hesitantly. "They'll be nice, I'll make sure of it. It's just that my mother really wants to meet you."

I contemplated on what would happen if I agreed. Her family, the part I've met, doesn't really like me. Alice, her sister, tolerated me, her father seemed to be okay with me, but her brothers and other sister hated me. I didn't think it was such a good idea, they would give her crap about me. "I don't think they want to meet me, I don't want to impose."

"They'll behave, I've got your back. They wouldn't dare attack you."

"That's not what I mean, I mean they really don't like me."

"You're amusing, I would think you're worried about your safety but I should know better. Do this for my mother, she wants to meet you."

I sighed. "If you think it's a good idea."

"It's probably not, but our relationship isn't a good idea either." She hopped out of the truck. "It's my turn to drive tomorrow."

"My pleasure."

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