This is rated T for language and minor adult content.
I don't own anything Twilight. SM owns it all, I'm just messing around! I hope you enjoy it.
With Billy and Charlie in tow, I couldn't exactly shift my way to the Cullen's house so we all piled into my car, Troy included, and headed off. The older men were presentable in their button down shirts - Billy's red and Charlie's black - and dark relaxed jeans. My dad laughingly placed a large cream colored cowboy hat on the Native's head as Billy swatted his partner's hands from his head as if he were a persistent fly. I giggled at their antics. They didn't act any more loving or sappy than they ever had around me, simply poking fun at each other and enjoying their company. I refused to think whether or not they got sappy and loving when they were alone. Happy for them, I was, but he was still my dad and Billy's always been like a dad to me as well. Thankfully, the hat got left behind.
On the way down the driveway, I started the conversation while holding Troy's hand with my free one.
"So, how did Jacob and the girls take your relationship?" I asked.
"Rachel was pissed. Beyond pissed, actually." Billy started and Charlie grimaced at the memory. I cringed thinking of the young girl who could screech yell until my ears practically bled when we were kids. I did not envy these men. "Rebecca is planning a wedding and Jake slapped us on the back and said 'bout time!'" He laughed.
I was actually surprised at Jacob's reaction. He didn't act like homosexuality bothered him but boys being boys while we grew up; he, Quil, and Embry would make the requisite jokes in the privacy of the garage. I was glad that he was happy for his father though. Both our dads had been alone far too long.
"Good, make sure Rebecca knows I'm the Maid of Honor." I said laughing, enjoying the flush to my dad's cheeks. I would ask what Rachel's problem was later, I didn't want to diminish the mood.
"Hush, girl. We aren't getting married. I'm the Chief of the tribe and your dad's the Chief of Police. We don't act any different, still two old farts enjoying fishing and sports. Just..." He trailed off, his cheeks heating up.
"Yes, I figured." I said quietly with my own blush with the confirmation of my own thoughts.
The drive to the Cullen's was short and comfortable, talking about life in Forks and how Charlie was moving in with Billy on the reservation under the guise of needing help maneuvering with his wheelchair now that Jacob was home less and less. Paul Lahote had asked Rachel to marry him so she had moved out of Billy's as well to move into Paul's home. No one would think twice about the two best friends rooming together.
Esme greeted each of us with a welcoming smile and embrace. "Come on in, everyone. I'm so glad you made it safely." I assumed since she didn't question our being here that her pseudo-daughter informed her from a vision.
I took off my dark gray peacoat and hung it on the wrought iron coat rack by the door. Rosalie's eyes were on me as I walked into the living room with a smile.
"I really love that shirt, Bella. You look beautiful." She told me. She looked way bettwr than I did in her cashmere light blue sweater and hip hugging denim jeans.
"Thank you!" I said as I smoothed my palms down the front of the black and white geometric strapless top that hugged my shape and draped over my hips. The dark skin tight skinny jeans and low silver heels I wore made me feel feminine. I rarely dressed up but between having my dad and Billy here along with Mom showing up, I figured it was a good night to show everyone I really do know how to dress. I usually ran around in sports attire or old jeans and tees so I could shift quickly. I had even taken the time to straighten my hair, leaving it down and shining.
"Woah, Bella!" Emmett said before he wolf whistled and lifted me up to sit on his shoulder, his large hand engulfing my hip to hold me in place. I glanced at Troy and found he was watching with barely contained rage.
I tapped Emmett on the hand. "Lemme down, Emm." He cocked his eyebrow as he looked up at me, seeing my pensive face. He looked over to Troy and slowly, overexaggeratedly, set me down and backed away with his hands out in surrender.
"Sorry, buddy. I was just trying to be friendly. She's like a little sister to me, I promise." Emmett placated the large Native.
I grinned at Troy's grimace and walked over to him, wrapping him into my arms and kissing his cloth covered chest. The natural cologne of his scent permeated my senses and I closed my eyes. He enclosed me in his arms and kissed the top of my head, his palms smoothing down my back, resting on my hips. Grunting, he stepped from the embrace and extended his hand to Emmett. I watched as they gripped hands and stared in each other's eyes for a long minute before they both started laughing. I rolled my eyes and walked over to Rosalie, sitting on a large couch beside her, my hair swinging with my motions. I would never understand the secret language of men.I admired Troy's outfit from afar as he and Emmett started a game on the PS4. The tight blue and black plaid overshirt was only buttoned halfway up, exposing the even tighter black tee he wore underneath. The black denim jeans hugged his beautiful rear with ever step he took and a pair of black steel toe boots adorned his feet. Rosalie elbowed me and rolled her golden eyes at my ogling.
"So where's Mom?" I asked as Charlie wheeled Billy into the large room with us and Esme brought in a pitcher of ice cold lemon tea. I helped her fill glasses for the four humans and settled back down in my seat while Troy and Emmett played Call of Duty: Something-or-other.
"Edward and Liv took her hunting after Alice saw that you would be bringing company. She and Jasper went shopping for Renee. Everyone should be back soon." Esme told us. I nodded and sipped the tea.
"This is really good, Esme. Thank you." I said. Charlie and Billy nodded their agreement. Troy had yet to try his tea as he was busy hunting Emmett down in a concrete building on the game.
"Has she been getting on well, then?" I asked. "From the texts it really looks like she's enjoying herself."
Rosalie nodded as Esme answered. "Oh yes, dear. Her control over her newborn instincts are quite remarkable. Carlisle has taken a shine to her."
I tried to pose the question as delicately as I could. "That's okay with you?" Billy snorted into his glass as he was taking a sip and my cheeks flushed in embarrassment.
Esme giggled at us both as she handed Billy a napkin which he thanked her for. "Oh yes, absolutely. Renee is really lively. Just what we needed around here." She said, still giggling as my blush deepened. I really was learning too much about my parents but I only had myself to blame for asking.
Carlisle came down from the elaborate staircase with a wide smile and patted my shoulder as he passed me to sit with his wife. He settled in beside her, crossing one ankle over the knee as he grabbed up her hand and dropped a kiss on her knuckles. "Renee is a joy to have around. It gives Edward and Alice another mother figure and Esme and myself..."
I cleared my throat loudly as Rosalie threw her head back and cackled at my ever increasing embarrassment. Dad and Billy snickered as well, though Charlie looked more uncomfortable than the latter.
"Sorry, Bella." Carlisle said contritely. I smiled at him and finished off my tea. We sat around making small talk as we waited for the rest of the coven to show up. Esme brought out some light snacks of sliced cheddar cheese, thick sliced pepperoni, and horseradish dip. Emmett and Troy paused their game so my mate could eat and enjoy the tea. Alice and Jasper returned first, flying up the staircase looking as if they purchased an entire store. Jasper even made a second trip to the car! A laugh escaped me as I watched their antics. When Alice danced down the staircase looking for all the world like a springtime fairy in her tulle and silk a-line dress with plunging neckline, I gaped at her. The light champagne fabric following her movements and hugging her tiny body to perfection as she sat daintily on the arm of an empty sofa. She grinned madly at me.
"Are you going to a wedding?" I asked her incredulously. She giggled like a three year old and clapped her hands.
"No, silly! This is a Galina Signature! I would never wear this to a wedding, it is so last season." She giggled as her tinkling voice echoed off of the living room walls.
I rolled my eyes. "Last season indeed. Twelve hundred dollar dress to go shopping." I said in a playfully sarcastic tone.
Alice gasped and Rosalie groaned. "You know Galina?"
I shook my head. "No?"
"You knew the price!"
"It was a guess."
"Well, that was a really good guess." Alice praised and I laughed.
Jasper appeared out of thin air and wrapped his arm around his mate, dragging her into his lap as he sat on the couch she was perched on. She snuggled into his hunter green polo, fingering the khaki colored slacks he wore. She must make him dress up to go out because he is usually in jeans and tees or button ups like Troy. Jasper smiled at me and I gave him a small fingerwave.
Feeling like I was being watched a little while later while Charlie and Billy were engrossed in a football game with Emmett and Troy, I looked over my shoulder. Renee stood on the back deck with Edward and Liv as they all watched us with smiles on their faces. I caught Esme and Carlisle's eyes and tilted my head. They nodded and I silently walked outside, closing the sliding door behind me.
Mom engulfed me in a hug the moment I turned and I hugged her back, breathing in her unique perfume.
"I missed you, sweety." She murmured. She looked good, not messy at all from her hunt, in a pair of relaxed bootcut jeans and a ribbed black tank top. Her brown hair was pulled up into a ponytail.
We sat at the picnic table to the left of the doors out of view and I explained in a quiet voice about Billy and Dad, hoping she wouldn't freak out. Thankfully she gave me a knowing look and not so thankfully, so did Edward and Liv.
"Do not tell me about your private time with Esme or Carlisle, please!" I stressed, as Mom started to open her mouth. Laughter from both in and out of the house erupted and I groaned. "You all are freaks. Do not tell your daughter these things!" I lightly admonished.
Renee wrapped her hand around my arm and pulled me to my feet. She hauled me after her into the house all smiles as she brought me into the living room. Charlie stood and stared at my mother, his moustache twitching. Billy's eyes popped out of his head when Renee started growling in her chest at him. Edward, Jasper, and Emmett were immediately between them as my head vollied back and forth between them before I realized what it was. I threw both of my hands up and yelled.
"Stop! Mom. This is Billy. He won't hurt you!" I realized she was smelling his wolf scent and it must have set off her inner beast.
Her eyes were black as she stared at the older Native man. Troy disappeared into the foyer as a man and came back out as Pahoja shortly after, standing guard in front of Billy's wheelchair. Billy dug his fingers into the thick dark gray fur of the fox's back. Carlisle stood cautiously and approached. Renee kept her eyes on the perceived threat, her chest rumbling thunderously. Esme came up beside me as we watched her husband step between Jasper and Emmett sideways to stand in front of the angry brunette. Carefully, he lifted his hands and placed them on my mother's face. Her deep tawny eyes darted to his and locked. Her growl softened to a purr as the good doctor's thumbs started rubbing against the apples of her cheeks, her eyes darkening...not with anger this time...but with lust.
Ew...