"Lizzie sweetheart, would you like me to fix you some breakfast?" I heard Esme's sweet voice call from downstairs.

I got off my bed and called downstairs, "No thanks, I'm not that hungry."

Without even being able to see her I knew that she was frowning, "Are you sure dear? Not even a little bit of toast just to keep up your strength up?"

I sighed; I knew this was a battle I couldn't win, "Alright, sure I'll be there in a minute."

It had been a few days since my dad had gone, he called everyday sometimes several times a day, but I was fine. Having two uncles, two aunts, and two 'grandparents' was more than enough care and supervision.

But luckily today was the day my dad was coming back.

I heard his car from upstairs and ran down as fast I could, getting there in about five seconds.

"Daddy!"

"Hi sweetheart! I missed you, darling!" He said putting his around me and pulling into a tight hug.

"Aw I missed you too! Are you feeling better?" I eyed him carefully, he was wearing a stripped polo shirt with khakis, he looked normal, and if he wasn't feeling a hundred percent I couldn't tell. But my dad was always good at hiding his emotions.

He laughed and hugged me tighter, "Yes I am darling, thank you for asking."

The rest of the night we talked about the things we missed, and other miscellaneous things. Throughout the entire conversation I could feel his energy and it was different. It seemed more resolved.

Like he had concluded something and he was happy with his decision. But what was it? He didn't keep secrets from me, and besides there were no secrets to tell.

There was a moment of silence, partly from there being not that much to say and partly from me trying to read more from him.

He chuckled softly, "You always need to know what's going don't you?"

I shrugged, though mentally I was a little annoyed at him averting the question.

He laughed again and put his arms around me, "I'm not I was just making an observation, and if you must know, I've decided to o meet her, talk to her at the very least."

It took me a few moments too register who 'her' was.

I looked at him completely confused, "Um, dad no offense, but are you sure that's a good idea? I mean you said in those phone conversations that you have never wanted a human's blood more than hers, and now you wanna talk to her? Is there something I'm missing?"

His face became a little grimmer, "I am very aware of the danger, you just don't understand it, I have to meet her."

"Um, ok?"

And that was where the freaky shit started happening.

He would leave in the middle of the night, at first I didn't know where but after awhile I started to realize that it was 'her' house.

What the hell kind of 'to catch a predator' shit is that? He goes to her house in the middle of the night and….does what? Stare at her? Does she even know he's there?

Oh but wait it gets much better, not only that but he talks about her, a lot. And he thinks about her, a lot. All the time in fact.

And then something equally strange happened, one night when my father was stalking her he found her by herself and more or less saved her life from these skeavy guys and that is when the annoyance of my life otherwise known as Bella Swan officially began.

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