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Bella POV

"Dad - how - I - Where's Renesmee?"

"7 Years without any contact whatsoever and that's all I get?" There was silence for a few moments before he spoke again "I thought you were dead Bella"

"Dad I'm so sorry, let me come down there and I'll get Renesmee and I'll explain everything"

"Don't bother, I'd like to spend some time with the granddaughter I had no idea existed" He grumbled, "I'll see you in Alaska"

And with that, he hung up. It was the first time I'd heard his voice in 7 years. I had so many questions swimming around in my head, the largest being, what the hell was Renesmee doing in Forks?

"We have to go to Forks immediately" I sat up quickly and looked down at Edward, who had stayed silent since I'd answered the phone.

He sighed but gave me a small smile, "You heard Charlie, he'll meet us in Alaska"

"What?" My eyes widened in surprise, not expecting something like that to come from Edward of all people, "You agree with him? You should be wanting to get to Forks immediately"

"That was the old me Bella" He pulled me back down to his chest unexpectedly and held me there, "That was when I wasn't a father, Now... I think Charlie and I could see eye to eye on a few things, like not seeing his daughter for 7 years"

I was about to protest but what I was about to say died in my throat, instead I sighed, understanding what he was saying, I missed my dad so much, not saying a proper goodbye took a toll on me. "Just let him have tomorrow with his granddaughter, he'll meet us in Alaska by the afternoon"

I nodded and then shook my head roughly, "God, why did she do this, does she not realise how much danger she's put him in, there was a reason why I left"

I felt Edwards chest rumble as he chuckled, "It seems you and I have more in common then you think"

Renesmee POV

I woke up to the sound of rain pattering on my window and heavy footsteps downstairs. I smiled to myself and snuggled further into the pillow, I'm glad I got to meet my grandfather, even if it was only once, then he would drop me to the airport and I could get by without my parents even know I took a detour and Charlie living the rest of his life knowing that his daughter is alive.

I should probably check my phone, in case dad called me in the middle of the night, I turned and reached out my hand to where I'd left it and was surprised when my hand touched the cool wood of the bedside table and no phone. My eyes widened and I sat up, my eyes searching everywhere in sight. I flung myself over the side of the bed and peered under it and the bedside table, only finding dust bunnies. In my haste, I didn't hear the door open.

"Looking for this?" I lifted my head to see pop holding out my phone from the doorway.

I narrowed my eyes slightly, "What did you do with that?"

He waved his hand around and shook his head, "Oh nothing, I just put it downstairs for you, I keep seeing these doctor specials on the TV about how having a phone next to your head can give you brain tumours" before I could open my mouth, he had turned around and was ushering me out of the room, "Come on kid, I made you some breakfast"

I followed him immediately, on his tail right until we got into the kitchen, which smelt a lot like burnt toast. My eyes zeroed in on the pile of burnt bread next to the stove top, the culprit of the smell, Pop could see what I was looking at and gave a hearty chuckle, "Oh right, so I had a couple of test runs which obviously didn't go very well"

He waved his hand in front of full plates on the island, "I think for an old man I did alright"

I smiled and walked towards the bench. He'd eventually gotten the toast right it seems and there was a plate of awkwardly shaped pancakes and a bowl of scrambled eggs. I looked up at him and smiled, he was scratching the back of his head with a sheepish smile, "So I'm not Gordon Ramsay and the pancakes came from a shaker bottle but I think its all edible"

I laughed and helped him bring the plates to the table. I dug in immediately, realising that I hadn't eaten since the plane ride over here yesterday. We ate in silence before I heard him clear his throat, "So I've got a confession kid"

I looked up and raised an eyebrow, "Whats the confession?"

"I took your phone" He looked at me for a moment, waiting for a reaction but all I did was laugh, "Yeah I know, you already told me pop"

"Yeah well, I didn't tell you that I called your Dad" The fork I had been holding clanged to the plate as I dropped it and my eyes bugged out of my head so far I thought they might pop out.

"You did what!?" I could have started hyperventilating, "Dad is going to be furious with me"

He rested his hand on my arm in attempt to calm me down, "I told you I was coming with you to Alaska, I don't scare easily kid" he retracted his hand and scooped some eggs into his mouth, "Besides I already told your mother I was coming"

"You spoke to mom?" Mom was going to be even more furious than dad, I couldn't believe he had called them.

"Briefly," He replied, "I called and booked a flight at 4:00 this afternoon, we'll get to Anchorage by 6"

"And there is nothing I can do to change your mind?"

"Not a damn thing" He smirked and continued eating. I followed suit, finishing my breakfast. My mother would be deadly when I saw her, but at least she would be seeing her dad. I know if I had been kept away from dad for 7 years nothing would keep me away if I had the opportunity to see him again.

I got up from the table and cleared the plates, instinctively placing them in the sink to be washed before turning the taps to fill the basin. Charlie's hand reached around me and shut it off, "Don't worry about it kid, we'll worry about that later."

I smiled at him and nodded, "I'm just going to go upstairs and get changed and then I'll be down"

He nodded and called after me when I took off upstairs, "There's a toothbrush under the sink if you need one!"

I got changed quickly, before brushing my teeth and washing my face quickly. I made my way back downstairs to see pop standing by the front door, "Come on kid"

I grinned but didn't question him. He hopped in his car and backed out before cruising down the street. I watched the scenery fly past, memories of my pit stop here 3 years ago flashed into my head. Almost as if pop was reading my mind, he asked, "So you said that you had been here before?"

I nodded and looked over to him, his gaze remained on the stretch of road in front of him, "Yeah, dad took me past here 3 years ago, we stopped at the back of the house in the woods and I could see you inside in the kitchen"

"Didn't think to pop in and say hello?" he turned and grinned before focusing again.

I chuckled lightly and sighed, "We were only passing through..." I stayed silent for a moment, staring out the window before I spoke again, "I don't think I was ever supposed to meet you" I said solemnly.

I heard him huff briefly, "And why would that be? Because you're too dangerous?"

"If only you knew just how much" I closed my eyes and felt tears sting behind my lids, "I doubt you'd want me around"

"I've been a cop for almost 30 years kid, it'd sure take a lot more than a small girl to scare me" He huffed again and patted my knee, "Forget it, kid, let's enjoy our day before we have to leave"

I smiled at him and nodded, "So where are you taking me anyway?"

"Were almost there," He nodded in a gesture towards a sign on the side of the road, I caught sight of it for only a second before my eyes widened and panic had begun to set in.

'Quileute Reservation Ahead'

"I thought we could make a pit stop to meet some friends of mine"

"No, no stop!" I yelled, bracing my hands against the door and pressing my feet to the floor, almost like that'd make the car stop moving, I squeezed my eyes shut and I knew the moment we'd crossed the line, almost like we'd moved through an invisible force field. "Please stop, we can't, I can't"

I felt the car slow to a stop, "Jesus kid, whats wrong?"

I didn't open my eyes, "I'm not allowed to be here"

I heard his door open and shut before I felt the passenger side door open next to me and the cold air hit my skin. "Open your eyes Renesmee, Whats the problem?"

I opened my eyes slowly to see him kneeled next to my open door, "I'm not allowed to be here" I repeated slowly.

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and was about to say something when he was interrupted by a voice behind him, "Charlie!"

Pop turned his head to look at the one who called his name. A few metres away, a dark-skinned man sat on the porch of the home we stopped in front of, he had a kind smile on his face as he waved to my grandfather. "In a minute, Billy" Pop called and turned back to me, "I don't know what you're talking about kiddo, but you're safe here"

He pulled me out of the car by my hand and lead me to the front of the house where the man named Billy waited for us. His smile shifted when he caught sight of me and his expression turned to one of weariness. "Hey Bill, I have someone I want to introduce you too"

He leads me up the steps and stopped in front of his friend, "This is Renesmee, my granddaughter"

Billys' eyes widened and his gaze snapped to my happy grandfather who was oblivious to his friends' reaction because his gaze was too focused on me. I smiled shyly and gave a small wave, "Hello", I greeted, my voice cracking halfway through.

"Bella had a-?"

"Adopted" I cut him off before he had a chance to get it out. It was the first thing that popped into my head and I'm sure I could make it believable if I spun it the right way. I looked up to pop to gauge his reaction, he seemed confused but nodded slowly when he looked down at me.

"Right, yes, Adopted grand-daughter"

Billys' eyes narrowed slightly, "I thought Bella had passed"

"She has," I answered quickly, "Now, a few years ago in fact, when I was quite young" Billy nodded slowly and looked to my grandfather for confirmation, he only smiled in response.

"So, I hope you've got some beers!" Pop teased and grabbed the handles of Billy's wheelchair, wheeling him through the front door quickly and into the hallway.

I could hear loud noises coming from a room in front of us. Boys, loud ones. I gasped when I saw one walk past the doorway. He was tall and well built, but the large tattoo on his bicep is what caught my eye. The fear was building in my chest and I could hear my heart thudding in my head with every step I took. I wasn't supposed to be here.

I knew the stories. My father told me of them not long after our trip to Forks. I knew about the treaty and what it meant, the rules I was breaking. He would be furious if he knew I was here.

We entered the room finally and I was terrified at the sight in front of me. Boys who looked identical to the one I saw moments before sitting around a large dining table, bare-chested, tattooed armed wolves.

The boys turned at the sight of us enter and they all grinned and greeted Charlie and then they saw me and there grins fell.

"Boys this is my Granddaughter, Renesmee", Their eyes widened, much like Billys had, but no one spoke. "Renesmee, this is Quil, Seth, Embry, Jared and Paul"

I raised my hand in a small wave, "Adopted granddaughter."

"Now this I've got to hear", The one named Paul spoke up, crossing his arms and leaning back in his seat.

"There was a misunderstanding relating to my daughters passing and I would appreciate some respect from you boys" Pop placed a hand on my shoulder and gave me a slight squeeze before sitting down at the table with a beer. The room was silent for a few moments before the boys all continued with their conversations. Pop patted an empty seat next to him and I hesitated, but when one of the boys turned to me and gave me a small smile, I decided to take the seat.

"Hey, I'm Seth" He greeted and held his hand out to me. I shook it and was surprised at the warmth. I had obviously never shaken hands with a wolf before. I flinched slightly at the burning sensation and his smile fell. "Sorry it was just a surprise" I apologised.

His smile returned and he shook his head, "Don't worry about it," He looked around at the boys and returned his gaze to me and leaned in slightly, "I'm sorry about them, they can be a bit rude sometimes"

His confession earned him a jab to the ribs by one of the boys next to him which he returned playfully, "We were all affected by Bellas death around here, but I'm sure you'd just call her Mom hey?"

I nodded, "She passed away a few years ago, it was quite a surprise to Charlie when he found out that she didn't die when everyone thought she did. She adopted me when I was quite young and when I got older she had told me that she ran away from home, so when she died, I wanted to see where she came from" I spun the elaborate tale and watched from my peripherals at everyone's heads turn to look at me during my story, just like I wanted. I didn't need any of these people assuming what I was, even though I'm sure many did from my appearance.

"I'm sorry to hear that," He said sadly. He seemed genuine and I was happy my story had worked.

"Shame Jacob didn't get to hear the good news" Paul spat from across the table. I was taken aback by his tone, I was confused obviously as I had no idea who this Jacob person was.

"Paul, you'd want to watch what you're saying" Pop warned, pointing his finger at him.

"What?" Paul scoffed and crossed his arms, "I'm just saying that Jacob wouldn't have had to run away from his family if he'd known Bella didn't actually die"

"I'm sorry I didn't-" I was cut off by Paul waving his hand at me and rolling his eyes, "What? You're sorry that your mother was the reason one of our boys ran away because he was so devastated from hearing about her dying, and she didn't die? We haven't seen him in 7 years and yet here you are wandering in here like-"

A hand slamming on the table cut him off, "That's quite enough Paul" Pop roared. He rolled his eyes and looked away, the table remained in an awkward silence. A car could be heard rolling up outside and everyone's attention turned towards that. "Sam must be home" I heard Billy murmur.

The back screen door slid open and a man I recognised stepped through it. I stood up immediately, my chair scrapping awkwardly against the wooden floor. His eyes narrowed as soon as he saw me.

"You" He hissed. I almost tripped over the chair trying to step backwards. I remembered him from when my father brought me here.

"You know her Sam?" One of the boys asked standing next to him.

Sam ignored him and stepped forward as I stepped back, "You're not supposed to be here"

"I'm sor-" I began but was quickly cut off by one Paul standing up, "She's one of them?" He asked, disgust in his voice.

Sam laughed humorously, "One of them? She's Edward Cullen daughter"

Pop stood in between us and held his hand out to stop Sam from coming any closer to me, "You'd want to step away from my granddaughter before we both do something we're going to regret"

"She's violated the treaty" I heard one of the boys say, followed by Billy speaking up, "You need to step aside Charlie, we don't want to hurt you"

"What the hell are you talking about Billy?"

"She's the one I caught in the woods with Cullen years ago, I told you what would happen if I caught you back in Forks" Sam warned keeping his gaze on me and stepping so close that pops hand touched his chest.

I turned on my heel and bolted out of the room and through the front door, skipping the porch steps and sprinting towards the woods. I heard them following me the moment I exited the house. I pushed further until I knew I had made it past the treaty line and slowed when I couldn't hear them behind me any longer.

My chest heaved as I tried to fill my lungs with air. I couldn't believe I left pop there, but I knew that they wouldn't hurt him, Billy was his friend and there was no point in harming a human who didn't even know the treaty existed. I hoped anyway.

When I finally caught my breath again, I began to walk again. I can't believe the mess I've gotten myself into, I dug into my pockets to retrieve my phone when I came up empty. I groaned when I realised that I must have dropped it in my haste.

"Looking for this?"

I spun around to look at the one who startled me and was met with a tall woman with flaming red hair and eyes to match. I nodded slowly in response and she smiled a sinister smile.

"I've been looking for you too little one."

Oh no! Nothing has been looking good for Renesmee lately!

I decided to put a bit of backstory into what happened to Jacob and I know it was brief but I didn't want to bring in to much about him as I wanted this story to focus more on Bella and the Cullens and obviously meeting Charlie, and not get into the drama of the whole imprinting business. I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter, be sure to let me know what you think! I'll be looking forward to reading them! x