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Enjoy chapter 2 of Closure....

BPOV

It was three in the morning and I was wide awake, I had been trying to find sleep again, but it just wouldn't take me. I wanted to cry, this wasn't what I needed in my life right now. When, Edward came home and told me that my parents were looking for me, it took me by more than surprise. I had no idea what I was going to do, and moreover, I had no idea what to feel.

I had thought about this moment before, but in my mind this wasn't exactly how it played out. What I had envisioned was a chance encounter, a simple twist of fate that would bring me face to face with my past. I was prepared for that, I was far more at peace with that idea because in that theory, we were in neutral ground, away from either's home base and security.

I didn't want them in my home, and I had no desire to be in theirs. The time I had spent in both my mother and father's homes were never pleasant, and I wanted no reminders of what I had gone through with them.

I mean, what the hell did they want anyway? I'm thirty three years old right now, I hadn't spoken to my mother since I was twenty two...I hadn't physically seen her since I was twenty! My dad, well I hadn't seen or talked to him since I turned eighteen. I guess that he didn't feel the need to follow up with me in my adult life.

I was on the verge of tears at that moment, but then I felt Edward shift behind me and hold me closer. He brought his chin down to rest on my shoulder and spoke to me in a calm voice.

"How are you feeling, baby?" he finished his question with a kiss on the tip of my shoulder and in that moment, I didn't care about anything else, beside the man holding me and the kids in their room of the house he had built me. I found resolve in that kiss, I found strength in his embrace and I went from unsure to sure in the span of two seconds.

I smiled to myself and turned in his arms so I could face him. I was so glad I did, because the image of Edward was not one I took for granted... ever. He was smiling down to me, his eyes still heavy with sleep and his hair in a wild disarray. He was beautiful, and I often found myself thanking the lord that he loved me.

I kissed his chest and rested my right hand on his cheek before answering. "I feel indifferent... I guess. I don't really know what I feel."

He watched me with careful eyes while I spoke and when I finished he pulled me on top of him and pushed my hair away from my face.

"I love you, Bella. Do you have any idea just how much you mean to me?" he kissed my nose and waited for me to respond.

"I know how much I love you... so if it's even as close as that, then I feel very lucky." I smiled gently to him and dropped my head to his chest to rest. I felt his hands stroking my back and grazing my butt, it was heaven.

"You compare a lone tree to an entire forest..." he whispered into the quiet that surrounded us.

I smiled as I lay on his chest and let his words settle into my bones. I knew that we could compare our love for hours, and in the end we would be no closer to giving in that we were right now, so I just accepted his words and hugged him tighter.

"Any idea what your going to do about your mom and dad, love?" I took a deep breath when the question was finally out. I didn't really want to answer this right now, but I knew that I had to at some point.

"You don't have to have an answer right now, baby. You can take all the time you need, no one is going to tell them anything until you decided what it is that you want, so don't feel rushed." He said the words quickly as a follow up to his last question, in an attempt to keep me from feeling pressured.

I propped my head on my hands that lay over his chest and looked him straight in the eye. I knew what I was going to do, but I just hadn't admitted it yet. What better time than now? I thought.

"Well, I am going to see them... see what it is they want from me after all these years." I took a moment to collect my thoughts and Edward began his comforting circuit on my back once more.

"I mean, I hope that this is something that they are doing out of love... but I doubt it. My mom probably needs a kidney or something... maybe Charlie, who knows."

Edward stiffened beneath me and the circuit stopped for a moment while he collected himself. I knew what had gotten to him, it was my stupid kidney comment and I was kicking myself already for having said it. I waited patiently for him to relax again, and when he began rubbing my back once more, I apologized.

"I'm sorry, baby. That wasn't very smart of me to say." I kissed his chest and held him tight waiting for him to say something, but when he didn't respond, I got nervous.

"Are you mad at me?" I asked.

He didn't say anything for a moment, but then he stopped rubbing my back and flipped us so that he was looking down at me. His face was serious, but his eyes were sad. I hated that I had been the one to cause that look, and I reached out to soothe him. I didn't get that far, instead he asked me something I wasn't prepared for.

"What if that is the case, love? What if they need or want something from you? What will we do?"

It was so forward that it caught me off guard. I didn't have an answer to that, even though I had thought seriously about it. If this was an attempt to find me for a medical need, I had a good grip on myself to know that I would more than likely give them what was needed. My logic behind that, was that I was born and because of that, I had Edward and my kids. I could at least give them something in return for that.

Now, on the flip side of that coin, there was a matter of money. As a Cullen, I had more than I knew what to do with. Granted, I was married into that money and the true owner of it all was, Edward. We lived more than comfortably on his salary, but he could retire tomorrow at the age of thirty four and we would continue on as if he hadn't and still leave our kids a trust fund.

The matter of money was one that I didn't concern myself with during our marriage. I knew that we had a great deal of it, but I never liked to know the details. I did however have full access to everything and my credit limit was pretty much endless with my cards. Not that I needed that, I was still a thrifty shopper and loved to cut coupons. I just didn't see the logic behind spending more than we needed to.

I was holding on to the hope that all they wanted was something family related or even health related, hell I had hoped this was just them making sure I hadn't died without them knowing. I wanted so badly to believe that all this was, was a welfare check. I didn't think I could handle, nor did I want anything more from either of them.

"Baby?" he whispered to me. I met his eyes and saw the concern there. It was concern for me and the decision I was going to have to make. I didn't want to think about it, but I knew I had to.

"Well if it's money they want, then I can honestly say that I have none to give... you are the provider in this family, I haven't worked in over five years."

As soon as I said the words, he was off the bed and on his feet. I sat up quickly at the site of him angry, his eyes were tense and he was staring at me with frustration.

"Bella! How could you even say something like that to me?" I was sure my face looked as lost as I felt, I had no words to come back with, because I wasn't sure exactly why he was angry.

He looked as if I had slapped him or told him I didn't love him. I moved to get off the bed and go to him, but he held his hands up, signaling me not to. He dropped his eyes and pinched his nose while I waited nervously on the bed for him to talk to me. A minute passed and he finally had enough composure to speak.

"Have I made you feel this way? Made you feel like what we have isn't as much yours as it is mine? Please tell me if I have so we can fix that right now, because I can promise you, Bella, there is nothing further from the truth."

My eyes were wet and I felt my breath hitch. I had no idea what to say or even how to respond to that, I was still lost on how we had gone from my parents to us in less than thirty seconds. He watched me for a moment while I struggled for words and then continued.

"When I took vows with you, Bella, I believed that we were joining lives... completely. What was mine became yours and vice-versus. No one is keeping tabs or making mental notes about who had spent what or earned money in this home. I get up and go to work so that I can provide my family with a life I feel they deserve. Never once have I asked you what was spent from my checking account, never once have I asked you what you spent my money on. Everything we have is ours, Bella. Ours!"

I felt sick to my stomach as I listened to him vent, I had upset him when I told him that I had nothing to give them, he obviously didn't see it that way. I knew that realistically I had money, but when it came to Charlie and Renee, I didn't view it as mine to give away. It just felt wrong to even assume it was an option.

I was bawling now, my head was buried in my hands and the tears were dropping faster than I could keep up with. I didn't need this shit right now, I didn't need this mess period. I was angry at the both of them now, angry because I was having this argument with, Edward and angry because their impromptu search for me had caused it. I just wanted my life back, the life I had woken up to yesterday and the life I had loved everyday for over five years.

I felt the bed shift and before I could pick my head up, I was in my husbands arms and being cradled to his chest tightly. He was shushing me and kissing my head as we rocked in silence for a while trying to calm me down.

"I'm so sorry, baby. I know you're going through a lot right now... I shouldn't have said that...I'm sorry love."

He was apologizing to me, and I hated every second of it. I was the one who owed him an apology, I was the one who made him feel like crap a moment ago, and I was the one who should be begging for forgiveness.

"Stop...please, just stop..." I begged him in a small voice. He didn't though, he just held me tighter and kept whispering his love to me.

I was crying so hard that my body was shaking and my breath was coming in heavy gasps. I couldn't get control of myself and the longer I kept crying, the more I would fall apart. I turned my body from the cradling position I was in, so that I could wrap my legs around, Edward. I buried my face into his chest and held him to me as if he were my heart.

With a shaky breath and a tear streaked face, I began apologizing. "I'm so ...sorry ...I-I didn't mean to make you feel that way...I j-just... don't know what to think right now."

"I know, love. I know." Edward just continued to hold me and then after a few minutes, he laid us both back and wrapped us in blankets, I fell asleep not long after.

EPOV

I waited for my love to fall asleep and then got up and went down to my office.

I was still angry, but there was no way I would show her that reaction again. I didn't know who I was angrier with though, I was definitely upset with the words Bella had said to me earlier, but I wasn't angry with her. I was torn with being mad at myself and mad at her parents.

Bella didn't need this right now, she didn't need this at all. I opened up my email and began writing an urgent request to, Amy myself. I wanted details, I wanted names and addresses and anything else that would lead me to finding what the intent of this search was. When I had finished my final request, I hit send.

I sat there in my office for about a half hour just looking at the family photo sitting on my desk. The images of Bella, Emma and Ethan smiling back at me calmed me considerably and put my mind in the right place.

I spent the next half hour looking at all the pictures that adorned my office walls and shelves. Just above my fireplace was a portrait of Bella and I on our wedding day. I looked at that image the longest as I thought about what we had faced to get there, I reminded myself of the hell I had put her through not long after our relationship began. She had forgiven and loved me more than another should ever be allowed after something so cruel and heartless as I had done. Bella, gave me her heart and our children without a second of hesitation, anyone else would have been more careful, but she trusted me. When I let myself absorb that, the rest was easy to get over.

I knew she didn't mean what she had said earlier, I knew that she wasn't trying to insinuate that I controlled the money. I understood she was trying to protect me, protect us from anyone coming in and trying to stake a claim to what we had. Either way, I didn't like it. I didn't like the idea of Bella distancing herself from me in anyway even if it was to save me from anything. We were in this together, and I intended to make her see that.

I looked over to the clock and saw that it was six thirty in the morning. I didn't have to work today, but I did promise the kids I would take them out to the movies. I got up from my desk and made my way up the stairs to my wife.

When I walked into the bedroom, I saw the saddest site. Bella was clutching my pillow and crying into it as if I had left her and was never coming back. She looked so broken and sad curled up into a ball on my side of the bed.

"Baby?" I called out to her. She sat up so quickly at the sound of my voice and made her way to the end of the bed in an attempt to get to me. I stepped to her just as quickly and pulled her into my arms, while kissing her face repeatedly.

Bella sobbed into my chest and clutched me to her in a frenzy. I didn't know what to do or even what to say to calm her, I had no clue what had set her off this time. I didn't have to guess long before she confessed what was hurting her.

"I thought you had left me... I thought what I said made you realize how much you deserve better..."

I gasped and pulled her back to see her face. She was still broken, her eyes were red and her face was tear streaked while she looked at me with despair lacing her beautiful face. I had no idea how to respond, so I reacted on instinct and laid her back gently. She needed to know what I felt for her, she needed to know I would never leave or feel that way about her. She was my life.

I had pulled my pajama pants off and was now working on my shirt that she wore to bed. When I had her completely bare for me, I brought us together and held us that way for a moment. Neither of us moved or said a word while we lay there connected. I felt Bella's breathing calm and when I felt that she had stopped crying, I moved her hair and spoke to her in her ear.

"I will never live in this world and not want you, love. I will never take myself away from you for anything or anyone."

I began moving inside of her and caressed her arms and legs while I kissed her with everything I had inside of me. I poured every ounce of love into that kiss and did everything I could to make her feel my love.

Bella sighed with contentment as I moved in and out of her body, and not long after I began, her body relaxed fully and took me in further. I felt her soft hands stroking my cheek and combing my hair as I continued kissing her.

This is what we needed, what she needed from me. She needed my assurance that I wasn't going anywhere or going to let anyone come into our lives and change things. I never increased our tempo, I kept us moving slowly and calmly over and over again. Each time I would tell her something new or find a word that described the way I felt for her, I would kiss her ear and tell her.

"I'm sorry..." she tried to apologize again, but I silenced her with a kiss to her lips. It wasn't necessary and I didn't require it. She had nothing to be sorry about and I didn't want her feeling as if she needed to make things right with me.

I moved my lips along her collar bone and brought them to her other ear and told her what I wanted her to know.

"I'm yours, my Bella. I am in this with you and for you. I won't let anything or anyone hurt you ever again, baby."

It was at those words that she began to tighten around me, the reassurance that I was going to protect her sent her over the edge so I began to tell her more.

"I will never hurt you...never leave you, never stop loving and wanting you, angel. I am yours, sweet girl."

I heard her panting into my ear and when she bit my shoulder to stifle her cry, I came inside of her and took her nipple into my mouth to stop me from grunting out loud. I kissed and liked her pink bud until my orgasm died down and then I gave her one more lingering kiss and gently pulled out of her and tucked her into my chest.

When I heard her breathing even out and then felt her body go limp, I let sleep take me.

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I felt a soft tickle against my neck, but I was still too tired to open my eyes and find out what caused it. The bed shifted and it peaked my curiosity enough to crack one eye and see what or who was moving around.

I saw Bella buttoning her shirt and smiling while biting her lip. I smiled at the vision before me, and I opened the other eye to get the full effect. It never stopped amazing me, how beautiful she was, Bella had a natural glow to her skin and the way she looked while waking up from a deep sleep was one that women spent hours in their mornings trying to achieve.

I rolled over and tried to touch her leg with my hand from where I was, she was barely out of reach and I tried once more with a good stretch. I looked up at her and saw she was smiling fully and watching me.

"Mmm, good morning, love." I whispered with a thick sleepy voice. Bella crawled back into the bed and rested her face along my chest for a moment, like she was trying to savor the time. I knew the feeling, and held her tightly as we lay there in silence.

"Thank you" she whispered into my chest. I knew what she was referring to, she was thanking me for last night. I chuckled and kissed her head.

"Anytime, love." We didn't say anything else about it, and when she got up, she kissed my face and walked into the bathroom, she stopped at the door and winked at me.

"I'm going to shower, then I'll start breakfast... any requests?"

I smirked at her and wiggled my eye brows to give her my suggestion, she just rolled her eyes and bit her lip before giving me her response. "You can have that for dessert..." I nodded my head with a smile and watched her make her way into the bathroom.

I got up after I heard the water running and headed down to my office. First thing I wanted to do was see if Amy had replied to my email yet and then I would go from there. I saw a red exclamation point waiting with an envelope when I opened my email.

I opened the message and read what Amy had written. She said that the information she had been given was old, and that the address they last had for her was her dorm room at Yale. Amy gave me addresses and contact information for both Charlie and Renee, but I noticed that Bella's mother had a different name altogether from even her maiden.

I pieced together what little information she gave me, and when it was all said and done, I had enough to proceed with my own investigation. Of course I would not do anything without Bella's consent, nor did I want to make her feel like I was stepping on her toes, I just simply wanted to be prepared.

I put all the info into a file and locked it in my desk then headed out to the kitchen. I saw Bella moving about the kitchen and flipping the pancakes and fluffing the eggs with a whisk. She was amazing, and it never failed to surprise me how happy she was in our life. Bella had many accomplishments in her own right, but she always minimized them in comparison to caring for our family. I wondered for a while if she would grow tired in her everyday routine, but Bella had a way of filling her days on her own.

She still wrote, and I knew that more than the original two children's books she had written were now completed. I encouraged her to get them published, but she didn't seem too thrilled with the idea. I never pushed her, but I encouraged her in her pursuits. She was warm, giving and generous in every sense of the word. Our children were the epitome of Bella and I would never be able to thank her enough for all the hard work she put into our lives.

I went to her and pulled her into a hug to see if I could help her with anything, but all she let me do was pour some coffee and keep her company as she finished breakfast for the kids and I. I was on my second cup of the morning when I heard Ethan make his way into the kitchen.

"Momma...I'm hungry!" he whined. I chuckled at his expression and even more at his appearance. Ethan had unfortunately inherited my messy copper hair and also my green eyes. He looked like a mini me and often acted like it too.

"It's almost done, go set your napkin and fork so I can give you a plate as soon as it's done." Bella told him in a soft voice.

I watched Ethan throw his arms around, Bella in an attempt to look more needy than he already did. Bella just patted his back and continued working on the eggs in front of her while he buried his face into her hip and tried to wake up more.

"Good morning, buddy." I called out to him. He didn't seem too thrilled with my jovial mood and gave me a furrowed brow and a wave before going back to his mom's hip. I chuckled and kept watching him with Bella. He was such a momma's boy, it wasn't even funny.

Ethan was a joy to have around, a true blessing. He was so much like me, that I was able to understand him from the get go. We both shared one passion in our lives, and that was Bella. Of course, our passion for her was different, I had an uncontrollable pull to her as my lover, but Ethan, he would more than likely grow up with Bella as the image of perfect in his head. A lot like the way I revered my own mother.

I was still lost in watching, Ethan, that I didn't hear Emma come and take a seat right next to me. I felt a fluff of curls touch my arm and I was met with a sleepy but calm, little girl.

"Hey! Good morning, sweet pea. Did you sleep well?" I pulled her into a hug and kissed her head while I waited for her to respond.

I watched Emma's face stretch into a yawn and then laughed as her little brown curls bounced around her head while she nodded a little with a content expression. "It was good, daddy, I slept good."

Emma and Ethan were a far cry from similar, their green eyes being the only thing similar about them. Where Emma was patient, Ethan was demanding. The two of them appreciated far different things from the other, but they loved each other fiercely. Their love for one another was never ending and always present. Of course they found times to be a typical brother and sister, but those times were few and far between. I knew it was because of Bella, these two had one hell of a role model in that woman, and it made me love her all the more.

My father told me not long ago, that I had a charmed life. We had been watching the kids run around the backyard while we grilled out on our deck, Emma had stopped the chase and had taken Ethan's hand to guide him around an ant pile. She was so protective of him. My dad watched her with awe as she made sure Ethan stayed away from the fire ants and then proceeded to let him tag her every time, even though she was faster.

"Will you look at that..." He trailed off. He watched the kids for another moment, and then took in the image of the deck and the house surrounding us.

"You really do have it all don't you son?" I was shocked by his words, my father was never one for boasting, but his words held more wonder than anything else. He seemed lost in whatever moment he was in, and as I looked around at the life that, Bella and I had built, I could understand why.

I snapped out of my memory when Emma started pulling on my arm and hopping off her stool. I followed her into the dining room and went to pull out her chair and then waited patiently behind Bella's.

I saw Ethan watching me, studying my gestures and watching how I treated not only his sister but his mother also. There wasn't much of a difference manners wise, except that I reserved a kiss for Bella's lips as I tucked her chair in, where as with Emma I kissed her hair.

I made sure to have my best manners forth when I realized Ethan was taking in my actions. I knew he was studying what I did, and no doubt would follow my lead. It was what I had done while watching my dad and even today I carried those manners with me. When Bella walked in, she placed our plates in front of our seats and then came to me, gave me a kiss and took her seat.

We ate in our usual manner, Bella and I talking about what needed to be done in the day and then splitting errands so that we had time as a family come the evening. When we had all eaten, I helped clear the dishes and then headed upstairs to get the kids ready for the movie. Once they were ready, I went to grab a shower, but stopped short of that idea when I walked in our bedroom and saw Bella sitting quietly on the bench at the foot of the bed.

I went to her and held her hand until she decided she was ready to talk. We sat that way for a few minutes and then she gave me her decision.

"I'm going to see them... I want to." She met my eyes when she said the last part, no doubt having said it for my benefit because she knew it would be my main question.

I nodded my head and kissed her cheek and stood. "I'll call Amy and set it up, love." I was a lot calmer than I thought I would have been, but I actually felt a lot more at ease with the fact that a decision had been made and no matter what, this would be dealt with.

I watched her face for a moment, there was something more than just this lingering over her, and it was chipping away at her spirit. I didn't want her to be worried, so me being me had to put my two cents in.

"My parents can stay with the kids, love... I'll go with you, you won't have to be alone."

It was when I said that, that her face turned into full fledged pain. I was trying to back pedal and make what ever wrong I had done right, but I didn't know where to begin. I was about to ask her, but she answered first before I could voice it.

"I want us all to go... the entire family." I took in her words, and tried to read into them. She said the entire family, and she usually only said that word when she meant all the Cullen's. I watched her face for confirmation, and I saw that I was right. Bella needed us all to be there for her, and I knew why. With us, she was no longer alone, she had a family and in the chance this meeting turned into something ugly, she needed to know she still had one when she walked away.

"Okay, love. We'll be there... all of us." I kissed her nose and then her lips and went to grab my phone from the dresser.

Charlie's POV

I hadn't heard a single thing back from any of the investigators I had hired. I was still hopeful though, it had only been a day, but all the same I was on edge.

I hadn't talked to Bella in many years, and it hurt. I hated myself for the way I had basically pushed her out of my life, and I knew there was no way to atone for those mistakes. All I could hope for now was that she would let me be a part of her life.

As much as I wanted to hate Renee, I couldn't. I mean, I did, but not in an open or public way. I needed her to be on my side when Bella was found, so that she would help ease the tension. Bella had always been more of a friend to her mother, so I knew it would matter greatly the way, Renee saw me. As much as I hated the idea, I knew I needed to be good to Renee.

There was a big part of me that was bothered by the entire situation though, Renee had said that Bella called her one day and said she was going to be on her own for a while. Renee made it sound as if Bella were doing some soul searching and just wanted some space. It didn't sound like the Bella I had known, but at the same time, Renee had raised her and was always into that free spirit shit.

I honestly didn't care at this point, years had gone by without as much as a phone call from her and when I called Renee to get an address and she said she didn't have one, I began to worry. I was actually well past worried and moved right on into fear. I was scared that something had happened to her or that she was somewhere and couldn't get out of the country. I had seen many movies and reports about situations like that and it did nothing for my nerves.

I was doing my own search at home, using what resources I had and connections from various stations in the area, but I was coming up with nothing. I had one nervous breakdown and then another from the thoughts of what a failure of a father I was. I mean, who doesn't know where their only child is or how they are doing in life? What kind of a father allows that kind of a relationship to happen in the first place?

I wished I had just gone to her damn college graduation. I was so proud to see that invitation for that Ivy League school she had made it out of. I had never been more proud of anything in my entire life... Bella was a great person, and an even better gift than I could ever ask for. As proud of her as I was, I couldn't go to her graduation. I wanted to, god, how I wanted to. But I couldnt.

I couldn't face the crowds of parents and listen to how they had been there from the beginning and knew this day would come. These were parents who had not only encouraged, but raised their graduates and took a piece of that achievement for themselves. Besides a last name, and a timid personality, I hadn't given much else to, Bella. I didn't deserve to go, and I knew it.

I did what I could though, and sent her the bonus I had received that year. It wasn't much, but I figured five hundred dollars was at least something to help her out for the time she would be looking for a job. I had been far too ashamed to call her, so instead I wrote her and apologized to her about not being able to make it. I doubted she wanted me there anyway, she more than likely invited me out of some sense of obligation.

I was still thinking about all of that when my house phone rang. I figured it was probably the station, so I took my time answering it, but when I did, I nearly cried with tears of joy. It was an investigator that Renee had contacted, and she was calling to say she had located Bella.

The woman on the phone informed me that Bella was no longer Swan, but Cullen. I felt the wetness on my face before it registered that I had started crying. She was married, my little girl was married and I didn't even know it.

I listened to small details about her life, and took each one in as if they would grant me health. So much I hadn't known about her, so much time I would never get back. I was sitting in shock and digesting the information I had just been given, but then the woman named, Amy dropped an even bigger bomb.

"Mr. Swan? There's a bit more..." She had my attention, so I encouraged her to continue.

"First let me say that the, Cullen's are a fine family. They are actually a family I do work for on a regular basis..."

Her words caught me off guard, I didn't know what to think, but she continued. "Your daughter, Mrs. Cullen, is living a wonderful life. She is happy, she is loved and mostly, she is complete. I had an obligation to the family first and foremost, so Mrs. Cullen and her husband have both been made aware about your desire to contact her."

I was truly lost now, she made it sound as if Bella had married into the mob. I was getting nervous, because I had no idea where this conversation was going, I voiced my conerns.

"Are you trying to tell me something here in a round about way. Ma'am? I don't understand the reason for the secrecy or even the cautious tone your taking." She didn't hesitate to calm that theory.

"No, no... absolutely not, Mr. Swan. I just want you and Mrs. Dwyer to understand why I haven't charged the card I was given... I never took you on as a client, so I wont be seeking any type of payment... I only placated Mrs. Dwyers request so that I could speak with the Cullen's regarding this situation."

I was still lost, but I didn't want to spend another second talking about payments or placating, I just wanted to talk to my daughter.

"She has agreed to meet with you, your daughter, Isabella." I nearly choked from the emotions it evoked. It was all I wanted, a chance to see her and apologize for the disgrace I was.

"When? Where? Can I contact her?" I was near the point of begging, and I sounded pathetic even in my own ears.

"Mr. and Mrs. Cullen have asked me to fly both you and Mrs. Dwyer out to Chicago so that you could meet for dinner."

I was more than shocked at that, I didn't like the idea of Bella wasting money she may need on plane tickets for her mother and I.

"That's a bit of a cost, don't you think? I don't want her putting herself or her husband through any kind of financial burden just to see us."

There was a slight pause and then she continued. "I honestly don't believe that would be an issue Mr. Swan. Really, don't worry about that."

She sounded like she wanted to laugh, but I just brushed it off. It seemed that this woman knew more about my own daughter than I did, and that fact hurt more than I was able to bear at that moment. We continued on for a few minutes, I had dates and times as well as hotels to choose from and then the call was done.

When I hung up, I was feeling a bit on the dizzy side. A lot had happened in the last half hour, and I was taken aback with it all. First things first was calling, Renee. She and I needed to coordinate a weekend to fly out to Chicago, and I needed to call this, Amy woman back and give her our final word. I picked up the phone to call Renee, but when I did, there was a knock on my door. I peeked out the window and there standing on my door steps was the last person in this world I thought would ever be there. It was Renee, herself.