*Christina's POV*

The day was rather boring. We all were almost begging for something to jump out of the bushes at us. It's been a full week and not even a new trail. We were excited at the fact that the new pack was nowhere to be found, but bored.

I lounged in my back yard, marveling at the sun reflecting off the one spot on Edward's arm. Although I was mesmerized by the glorious facets of his skin, I couldn't help but chuckle at the way Asherah and Ethan were also watching the way the sun touched his skin. Both Ethan and Asherah had a more frightened look in their eyes than the fascination I had in mine.

"So…" Asherah started, but snapped her mouth shut as if she changed her mind. She leaned in to get a closer look at his arm. Ethan gripped her arm tightly as if she was a child bending over to get a closer look at some dangerous insect.

"It's okay, Ash, it's just the reaction my shin has to the sun. I could move into the shade if you want."

"No!" I half begged, half pleaded.

Asherah's eyes widened as she stared at me. "No," she chuckled. "It's okay, I was just wondering if it felt different to have your skin sparkle like a diamond."

"I can feel the warmth of the sun, just like you." Edward answered her questions with complete patience. He almost seemed glad to have Asherah asking him.

"Can you feel your skin like… sparkling?"

"No," Edward chuckled, but quickly stiffened, his head snapping towards the back door.

Before I could ask him what was wrong, my parents walked outside hand in hand.

"Ash, Ethan, could you give us a minute please?" My mom asked them.

"Chris in trouble?" Asherah asked, eyeing me suspiciously.

"Please." My dad demanded.

"Sure," Ethan led Asherah into the house.

"Everything okay?" I asked them, trying to find the reason for this talk on either of their faces, but they were too focused for me to tell if they were mad or not. "Something wrong with the other pack?" I decided to ask another question when neither of them answered my first one. I only had three wolves out running with the Cullens, so I wanted to be out there is something was wrong.

My mom shook her head no and sat at the patio table beside me. My dad sat on the other side of Edward, his eyes blazing into him.

"Jake," My mom said softly, reaching over to take his hand in hers.

"I'm calm." He said through clenched teeth. His eyes stayed glued to Edward. His eyebrows raised slightly.

Edward looked down at his hands.

"I knew it!" My dad jumped to his feet, punching the table. "You're marrying my daughter! Admit it, Edward!" He was leaning over the table, jabbing his finger in Edward's face.

"What happened to talking to them calmly and rationally?" My mom muttered, standing up and tugging on my dad's arm.

"I was calm before I found out it was true." My dad growled. "You're not getting married."

"You're not telling me what I can and can't do! I'm an adult now, dad. I know I've looked like this since I was a year old, but face that facts, I'm twenty."

My dad took a few deep breaths before the color on his face went back to normal. "I had to get that off my chest." He sighed and slumped down in his chair.

I caught the corners on Edward's mouth twitch, fighting a grin. I wondered what was in my fathers head that made him smile after he was screamed at.

"Married? Really?" My mom asked me.

"Why not?" I shrugged. "We love each other, we're not going to ever want anyone else. It's right."

"Edward," my mom sighed, shaking her head.

Edward focused on her more than he ever has before. He's never been able to read her thoughts, but it seemed as if he was trying harder than he ever has to hear her.

"We… and now… really?" She made no sense to me, but Edward seemed to know exactly what she was talking about.

"I don't have to be thought of as your son-in-law, but I do love your daughter with everything I have."

"I know," my mom nodded. "Well, I do wish you talked to us before we had to piece the puzzle together on our own."

"I sort of did… I talked to Dad." I pointed out.

"When?" He asked, leaning on the table, starring at me.

"When I asked you what your thoughts were on getting married, or Alex, Ash, or me getting married."

"I didn't know exactly why you were asking then. That doesn't count. You should have discussed this with us before you went and said yes."

Was he serious? I turned to look at my mom. "Did you ask Grandpa if it was okay for you to get married?"

My mom opened her mouth to answer my question, but my dad spoke before her.

"Again, that doesn't count, Christina."

"How?" I demanded.

"Easy, your mother and I were already living together, and we had you. It was inevitable that we were going to get married. I just had to convince your mother to say yes."

"I don't see a difference… I mean, no, Edward and I don't have a kid, but that doesn't mean it's not inevitable for him and I. You hadn't even imprinted on Mom until you actually got married. I imprinted a long time ago, I say that's as inevitable as having a kid." I had won the conversation. I knew by the speechless look written on my father's face.

"Just because I didn't imprint until we got married doesn't mean I didn't love her just as much." He stammered.

"I'm not saying that, Dad. I'm saying you wanted to get married because mom was pregnant for me. It was the responsible thing to do, but mom wasn't ready. That's fine. I'm not bashing any of you on that, but I love Edward just as much as you love mom. No, we don't have a kid to tie us together the way it did with you two, but we do have the imprint. It's right just as much as it was right for the two of you." I was on a roll.

"Jacob," my mom was clearly agreeing with me. The tone of her voice always gave her away.

"Married?" My dad asked, eyeing us both.

"Married." I repeated, more confidence in my voice than I was actually shooting for.

"It's going to be no different than it is now, just Chrissy wont be living here anymore." Edward said.

"Married?" My dad's voice raised with the question.

"We could easily settle right here, I know Christina has a duty to her pack, and I would never pull her away from here." Edward gracefully informed my parents. He didn't have to, they better have known he wouldn't do that.

"I know, and I thank you for that." My mom nodded, smiling across the table at Edward.

My dad leaned forward, his eyes baring into mine. "Married?" He asked again.

"I think he broke." I pointed out.

Edward snorted. "Could be, the only thing repeating in his mind is 'My baby.'"

"Aw, Dad, I'm still here." I reached across the table, but he stood up slowly and shook his head.

"Married." He grumbled and walked inside.

"He'll be okay. It's just a shock. Well, not so much a shock, but you should know your father well enough. He doesn't take news lightly that involve having to realize his girls are growing up."

"You're okay with it, though?" I asked her, realizing her attitude earlier. I should have realized it must be strange to have her ex marrying her daughter.

"Are you happy? Is this what you want?" She asked me.

I nodded, the confidence not gone yet.

"Well then, I'm happy."

I leaned over to hug her. "Thanks, Mom." I sighed, relieved.

"Leave your father to me. I'll talk to him. I don't think anyone else will get through to him right now." She winked and walked towards the house.

"That was easier than I thought it was going to be." I smiled at Edward, taking his hands in mine.

He leaned over to kiss me. "Bella… I can never tell what's in her mind, but your Jacob only saw you as a child. It was actually nice to see some moments in motion from when you were little. I didn't get to see you much as an infant. You didn't like me very much, and Jacob didn't let any of us anywhere near you or Bella."

I couldn't help but blush. "You've seen pictures of me, and I couldn't help but not like you. It was a stage." I chuckled.

"Yes, I've seen pictures, but the memories Jacob was reliving just now were quite vivid. You really were the center of their world." He smiled, pointing with his chin towards where my parents disappeared to. "Still are."

I snorted. "I share the light now."

"Speaking of which, when are you going to tell your brother and sister?" He asked, eyeing Asherah peeking at us through Alexander's window. His room was the closest to where we were sitting. The only other window facing the backyard was my parents and I could bet that's where they were talking.

Asherah ducked away from the window when I spotted her.

"I guess now is as good as any. She's probably got a glass cup up to my parents door by now." I laughed, standing up and holding my hand out for Edward.

Asherah was the only one here, so she would be first. Alexander would have to wait until he came home from Amber's.