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Chapter 22:
Later at the house…
Edward and I were in the library. I was reading Wuthering Heights, and Edward was pretending to rearrange his CDs. He had been acting weird ever since we got back from hunting. It seemed like he wanted to ask me something. He would interrupt my reading asking me questions like, "What part are you at?" and, "What time is Charlie flying down?"
"Edward, What is it you want to ask me?" I asked finally.
"What are you talking about?"
"You've been acting weird ever since we got back. What is it?"
"It's just," he paused.
"Just what?" I asked impatient to find out.
"I want, to finish Jacob."
"Edward,"
"I know Bella, but we can't live like this, living in fear, waiting for something to happen."
"I don't want anything to happen to you."
"I will be fine, I get help. Emmett maybe."
"No, that just makes it worse. I don't want anything to happen to anyone."
"Bella, it has got to stop."
"If you do it then," I paused.
"Then what?"
"Then I am helping you."
"Bella, that's ridiculous."
"Then don't do it. I've given you two choices, one you can live with, and one you can't."
He smiled remembering when he last defined the word compromise.
"Bella, I'm going to do this, and I don't want to have to make Emmett and Jasper to keep you safe."
"No, Edward." The phone rang and ended our conversation. "Don't think I will forget." I warned.
"Hello?"
"Bella?" It was Angela.
"Angela! How are you?"
"I'm great, how are you, is the better question."
"I'm fantastic." I said a little too unenthusiastic.
"Alaska. Wow."
"Yeah, I know."
"Do you have any plans to come visit down here?"
"Not that I know of, but I'll have to make some."
"I miss you. Oh, Bella you have to come visit."
"I think I will."
"Bella?"
"Yeah?"
"This might sound a little crazy, but you sound kind of, I don't know, your voice is different. It's pretty."
"Uh-huh. That's what Charlie said when he called."
"Oh well, I guess I'll be seeing you."
"Hopefully, I'll see you later."
"Bye."
There was the same click. I had been missing her too.
"Edward, do you think we could go down to Forks?"
"Why?"
"Oh, just to see people."
"That sounds good, but we have to avoid the wolves; the treaty is broken so they aren't on good terms."
"Okay."
Edward and I spent the rest of the night reading, and he organized his CDs.
"What do you want to do today?"
"We might as well start doing something."
"What do you have in mind?"
"Well, we have unnaturally long lives so we might as well do something productive."
"And?" He prompted.
"I don't know. Is there a job that you want to do?"
"I don't think that you have enough blood tolerance to be a doctor."
"Okay, so doctor's out." I smiled.
"Is there a job that involves reading minds?"
"I can't think of one just yet."
"How about law enforcement?"
"I don't know," I said skeptically. "You could be a male model."
"I don't think so."
"I think I will just stick to being a travel agent for Charlie at the moment."
"Charlie called; he said he would be up today at one."
"Do we need to pick him up?"
"Yes," he replied.
"What time is it?"
"It's a quarter to one."
"Then we should get going."
"Yeah."
"I'm driving."
We started off to the airport going one-hundred twenty miles per hour. I liked driving, especially going that fast. We made it to the airport in no time at all. I had brought my iPod just in case. I listened to some rock song that I forgot about as soon as it started.
"Do you see him?" I asked Edward.
"Over there," said Edward.
"Oh, I see him."
"Hey, Bells!" called Charlie from a few yards away."
"Hi Dad."
"Bella, you look," he paused, searching for words. What's happened? She doesn't look like Bella at all. His thought flooded my head. "Beautiful!"
"Thank you." I smiled. I hadn't known what to expect of Charlie's seeing me in my non-human state.
"Let's get to the car, shall we?" asked Edward smiling.
We got to the car and Charlie's jaw dropped down farther than I had ever seen.
"Bella! What is it?!"
"It's a Lamborghini Murcielago. I was just as shocked as you."
"It's beautiful!"
"No Charlie, you can't drive it."
"I didn't say that." He said defensively. I realized I had answered his thoughts.
"Oh no, but you were thinking it." I smiled.
"True, true." He said.
"Well, Carlisle and Esme will be at the house soon, so we should probably get going."
We left for the house and Charlie and Edward talked about cars the whole way.