I was breathing deep and slowly. Tears were falling onto Charlie, who was stunned. My momentum had thrown both of us onto the floor. His eyes were wide and he was staring straight into mine. The gun had flown from his hands and it was on the other side of the room. But Charlie's eyes were still glazed over and his expression turned to anger.

Charlie struggled under my grip but he finally wiggled away. My strength wasn't up to par and this night was making me weaker. Running to the kitchen, he grabbed a steak knife and ran at me. I knew this wasn't Charlie and I knew I had to show him who I was.

The knife made contact with my skin but it didn't go in, rather, the knife bent against the force. I put my hand over Charlie's hand and tightened my grip on the handle. He looked up to me, tears streaming down his face, and anger still written all over his face. Making sure I kept eye contact the whole time, I pushed the knife into my skin.

Charlie looked from the blood streaming down my arm to my eyes. I pushed again, this time it made me wince but I still kept contact with Charlie.

He stopped. Everything seemed to stop and the glaze came off of his eyes. His expression turned from anger to surprise in about three seconds.

"Bella?" I knew he didn't want to hear the answer.

"Hi dad." Smiling, I pulled the knife out of my arm and let it drop to the floor. Not once letting go of Charlie's grasp.

"But they said…"

"They were wrong. They said they might not be possible, not that it wasn't."

Charlie looked from me to my arm, which was bleeding more profusely since I took the knife out. Horror was now etched into his face.

"The gun…it went off…it hit you…but you…" He couldn't gather himself to even say a full sentence.

"It doesn't matter dad. You're alive, and that's all that matters." I hugged him and he sobbed even worse then he had before.

"Bella, please forgive me. I was in the way and I could have helped, or moved, or something. I'm so, so sorry."

"There is nothing to forgive. They were looking for you and I am glad I just got to save you. Everything will be alright now. I'm back and I am here with you. That's all that matters."

I couldn't help but smile. My dad was back and there would be no more nonsense about killing himself. I would be here for him whenever he needed me.

I let go of him and stepped back to look at his puffy red eyes.

"When is the last time you had a decent meal? You look starved!" He just shook his head and smiled. "Well then, you go upstairs and put on some new clothes. Wait, scratch that, go take a shower and then put on some new clothes." Only nodding, he stumbled up the stairs to do as he was told.

I fell against the wall. Taking deep breaths, I composed myself as much as I could.

Edward is going to get a crybaby in his arms tomorrow.

Finally, after hearing the shower turn on upstairs, I set out in search of food from the kitchen. There was nothing in the refrigerator but the freezer showed some fish Jacob must have given him from one of Billy's trips. I scrounged up enough leftovers to make a decent meal for one.

Charlie came down in some of his clothes that he wore for special occasions.

"There was nothing left clean." He sniffled a little but I only chuckled and rolled my eyes.

"Well, we will just have to deal with that tomorrow now won't we?"

Charlie sat down at the table and I put the plate in front of him. Plopping myself on the other side of him, I watched him munch on his food and his face light up.

"This is so good Bella!" Suddenly his eyes filled with tears. "I missed you so much honey. I wish you didn't have to see me like that."

"That's alright dad, your back. End of story."

We made small chit-chat about work and what had been going on in between Charlie's spells of depression. He was surprised about how much time had gone by. His eyes were looking at me with questions about where I was but he just kept to meaningless conversation. I still listened to him as I got up to wash his plate. He chatted on and on but he stopped mid-sentence. I turned around to look at him, wondering what had made him stop talking.

"Bells, what happened to you? I mean, that night, you were like super woman. Tonight, it took you to push in the knife and the gun…bullet just…"

I was at a loss for words. What was I suppose to tell him?

Oh dad, I'm sorry but your baby girl is now dead and she's a vampire. Superhuman powers are just a bonus for the eternity I will be spending on earth.

OMG! How could you guys ever think I could kill off Charlie! Waaaa...makes me so sad just thinking about it! Gosh...I don't understand any of you guys! Impossible!

So...what next hu? I am going to kinda slow down because my mom has been calling me a 'recluse' (if thats how you spell it). I think there might be another fight in the future over a coucilor. Oh well...don't worry, I won't stop. Just keep to a minimum. Plus...I am sooo exhausted from going you guys a fright. (But it was fun...I will tell you that...)

Love your reviews! More please! I know short chapter but you can let out your relief sighs.

Gina