A/N: SM owns Twilight still. Thanks to my awesome friend BamaBabe for looking this over before I posted it.

Outtake #2: Daddy's Not For Dinner

Charlie's POV

Since the minute they were born, Carlisle had been real good about sending me pictures and texts full of the latest news of my grandbabies. Even so, nothing could have prepared me for the minute I opened the door to see them on my doorstep in the arms of my gorgeous daughter the vampire and her vampire husband.

Nope, it didn't sound any less weird if I said it more often.

There they were, though, a sight for sore eyes. Bella was holding Oliver close, hiding her face in his hair just like she always used to hide behind her own. Oliver's chubby cheeks dimpled as he grinned at me, and I was shocked to see just how bright the blue of his eyes was in person. Lily was in Carlisle's arms, her face shaped just like a heart, smiling as she looked at me through Bella's old eyes. Those eyes, those deep brown eyes that I had thought I'd never get to see again, were the end of me.

I couldn't stop the tears. I knew why they were here, of course, and I was scared, but it was still the happiest moment I could imagine to have them all with me at this moment. I stepped forward, wanting to wrap my arms around my daughter and hold her in my arms like I used to when she was a little girl. I couldn't protect her anymore, but that didn't mean I didn't want to.

Carlisle stopped me in my tracks, though. "It's not safe yet, Charlie," he said. "Bella hasn't been around humans yet, and though she hunted this morning and shouldn't be thirsty, it's better that you don't take the risk."

I nodded and took a step back, trying to hide my disappointment. I had to. I'd had to argue pretty hard with Carlisle to get him to bring Bella with him. He thought I was being dumb and risky. I thought I was being a dad taking advantage of what could be his last chance ever to see his daughter. So I smiled. I didn't want to make my little girl feel bad. I knew how lucky I was to be able to see her at all, so I wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

I led my family into the living room, where Sue was waiting anxiously for her turn to hold a baby. She was just as excited as I was, but I guess she'd spent so much time around the wolfpack that she was better than me at following the rules. Carlisle gave her Lily, and Sue sat playing happily with the little angel, barely giving a notice to the rest of us. Bella still hadn't lifted her face from Oliver's hair.

"Are you all ready for your travels?" Carlisle asked. "I certainly hope you enjoy your time on the island."

I nodded, trying to focus on the good part of the trip. "I wish it wasn't under these circumstances, but I can't deny it's gonna be real nice to take my girl and our grandbabies to the beach." As I said it, I kept my eyes on Oliver, who was making the cutest damned baby noises. Then, a thought struck me. "Did you pack sunscreen? They're so pale."

Carlisle laughed a little. "As far as I can tell, Charlie, the sun can't hurt the twins, though you'll probably notice that it makes them shimmer a bit. Not a full-on glittering effect like you saw with us, but a slight shimmer."

I just nodded. One more weird vampire thing to remember. Sure seemed to be a hell of a lot of those lately. A second later, Carlisle took Oliver out of Bella's arms and held him. I spent the next few minutes just staring at my daughter, whose change into a vampire had made her even more beautiful than ever. I'm pretty sure that Carlisle was talking to me, telling me something or other about the house on his island, but he had completely lost my attention the second I saw Bella's face.

I couldn't stop staring at her, noticing each change, finding my Bella still there despite the differences. Nothing could have distracted me, not until Lily screamed. I panicked. There was no way I could let my little granddaughter get hurt on my watch. So I ran to save her.

Or at least I tried to. The next thing I knew, I was on my back, pinned to the floor by my own daughter, who suddenly looked a lot less like my little girl and a lot more like a wild animal out for my blood.

Shit.

Bella was on top of me, moaning. That is not generally something a father wants to say. But it's even worse when she's moaning because she thinks that you're gonna taste really good when she eats you.

I needed to think of something. And I needed to do that really fucking quick, before Bella made a meal out of my O positive.

"Bells? Bells, please. It's me... Charlie," I stuttered. "It's Dad. Please, Bells."

Bella didn't bite me. That was good. She didn't get off me either, though, and she sure as hell didn't look like she was planning on it.

"That's right, Bells. You don't want to do this. Come on, baby, please," I pleaded. "Please don't hurt Dad."

For however long we'd been on the floor, it had seemed like the whole world disappeared except us. This was exactly what Carlisle had been trying to warn me about over and over, but I had refused to listen. I loved Bella too much to let a little fear keep me away from her. And I had to believe, right now, that she loved me too much to let herself go through with making me her dinner.

Bella was shaking her head, and it seemed like my daughter was inside the vampire, trying to fight her way out. I was just about to try talking to her again when Oliver beat me to it. The sound of his cry from behind us was gut-wrenching. My grandson was scared. I wanted to run to him, but I couldn't really get up.

His cry was the thing Bells needed, though. She turned back from Oliver to me, and I could see the terror in her eyes.

"Oh my god...Dad..." she whispered, then jumped off of me and ran out of the house.

I laid on the floor for a few minutes, trying to calm my heart a little. I needed to move soon, though, I knew that. My poor Sue had to be scared shitless, especially seeing as how Harry had died. I didn't want her to think that I was going to have a heart attack and die on her too.

I sat up, and reached my arms out toward Carlisle. "Give me the baby, son. You have a wife to catch, I think."

He looked down at me, obviously concerned. "Are you alright, Charlie?"

"I'm fine," I replied, smiling a little before looking serious again. "But you need to go get Bella. Tell her I'm alright, and that I want her to come home." Carlisle looked at me like I had suddenly turned into a vampire too. "What?" I asked incredulously.

Carlisle just shook his head. "Now it all makes sense," he muttered.

Taking the baby out of his arms, I raised an eyebrow at my son-in-law. "What makes sense?" I demanded.

"Bella," was his only reply before he chuckled lightly and ran out the back door.

It took some time before they came back to the house, but I was so caught up with the babies that I barely noticed. Lily wrapped me around her finger even quicker than Bella did when she was a newborn, and Oliver kept putting his thoughts in my head over and over, and I was just amazed by him.

I was laughing hard, caught up in a story that Oli was showing me about his Aunt Alice and how many times she had changed his clothes in a single day when I heard Bella call my name softly. I looked up and saw her standing there with her head hanging low.

"Now you stop that right now, Isabella Marie," I demanded. "Don't you walk in this house with your head hanging like you're guilty of a crime."

Bella didn't move, and I saw in her the little girl I had once known, the one who tripped in the garage and knocked over a whole bucket of bait right before a big fishing trip. It was an innocent mistake, something she couldn't help, because, well, Bella was Bella. She was clumsy and always tripping over something, it's just part of who she was. And she stood in front of me, her head handing low and tears rolling over her cheeks as she confessed. She was no more to blame today than that day, I knew that. I just had to convince her of it.

"Bells," I began again. "I can see the guilt in your eyes. It's okay, Bells. I'm not mad. I don't blame you. I knew the risks. Jasper came over here last week to try to talk me out of seeing you. He used that magic of his and showed me exactly what it felt like when you want blood. I get it, baby girl. And I'll stay back here, away from you, if that will help you. But I need you to know that I love you. You are still my Bella."

I could hear her sniffling, and I hated it. I felt guilty for asking her to come. If I hadn't been so damn adamant about seeing her, none of this would have happened.

"Dad," she whimpered. "Dad, I'm so sorry."

"Hey, Bells," I said, smiling. "I forgive you, okay? Our lives are a little different now. We just gotta adjust the house rules a little, to accommodate, you know?"

She looked up at me with curious eyes. I saw Carlisle smile, and felt encouraged.

"Alright then," I continued. "Rule number one: Daddy's not for dinner."

Bella's sad, uncertain face disappeared as she began to laugh. "I love you, Dad."

I smiled. "I love you too, Bells."

She stayed for about thirty minutes after that, but stayed on opposite sides of the room. None of us wanted to test Bella's limits again. We talked about what faced us in the future. Carlisle was certain that they were going to fight a large battle, one that could end badly, just like the last one had. I was worried, but proud of them for standing up for what's right. As we talked, I watched my daughter and her husband cuddle their babies, my heart swelling with love and pride as I did. This was my family. Weird as all hell, yes, but mine none the less. And in my heart, I held tight to the belief that everything was going to work out, and we'd all be back in this room again real soon.

A/N: Did you enjoy that? I really love writing Charlie's POV. There are 2 outtakes left.