Chapter 1: The Swans

Charlie POV

In two weeks my baby girl will be graduating high school. So would my son, my son who I have not seen in sixteen years and died ten years ago. I remember how at one time I thought I had the perfect family. It all started back in high school when a miss Caroline Renee Wright walked into Mrs. Stacy's math class. I was in love. It was something that I had absolutely no control over. Two weeks later we were dating. We went everywhere together and spent 90% of our time with each other. We were even voted cutest couple in school. There wasn't anything that she didn't know about me and I knew everything about her. Soon we were confessing our love for one another. I knew that I couldn't live without her and during our spring break our senior year I found myself asking her father for her hand in marriage. Which, I am happy to say that I was lucky enough not to get shot. He was after all the Police Chief our town. Dating the Police Chief daughter had it advantages but to ask for her hand in marriage. Well let's just say that there are plenty of places to hide the body. We lived in the small town called Forks after all.

It was a beautiful town, small, quiet, peaceful and rained about everyday. Everyone knew you, your parents and your grandparents. It was in my eyes a perfect place to raise a family. So now that I had permission I had to figure out a perfect day to do it. Mr. Wright hired me to odd jobs around the station until Mrs. Cope came back from maternity leave. Within two months I had saved enough to buy her a ring. I bought her a small yet beautiful princess cut diamond ring. I was going to per pose to her at prom. And I did just that, it would be a night that I would never forget for multiple reasons.

That night we danced our way through the lights, the laughter and made it back to a cabin I rented out for the weekend. When we made it back to the cabin we took our relationship to new heights that night. We explored the pleasure we could give each other and that was the night that our twins were conceived.

We graduated on May 12, 1979 and settle on getting married on June 29, 1979. We were married at the lodge with all our family and friends. Ren was so beautiful that day. We she walked down the aisle towards me I thought I was going to die. I have never in my life seen her look so beautiful. She was an angel sent from above just for me. There would never be another woman who could ever capture my heart like she did. We spent the night dance under the stars, smashing cake in each other faces and the traditional dance with the parents. Followed by the throwing of the guarder and the bouquet. Then getting enough rice thrown at you to feed you for a year. We eventually made our way to Florida to enjoy our honeymoon in Key West. Lets just say that it was fun in the sun, what we saw of it anyway. Day two Ren started to get sick and it wasn't until the third day of our honeymoon that we found out that Ren was pregnant. We were delighted and scared. We were delighted that we were going to be parents but scared to death that I would be shot. Third time the charm. We were still really young but we couldn't wait until we could hold our child in our arms. I was secretly hoping for a little girl while Ren was hoping for a little boy. For fear of my life we decided to wait a couple of weeks before telling our parents that we were going to have a child. But when we did they were so happy for us, I think it was that they were happy that they were going to get to be young grandparents. I still got the evil eye from Mr. Wright but he came around as soon as Mrs. Wright gave him the look.

Ren decided to go to school for Elementary Education while I decided to follow my grandfathers and my Father in laws footsteps. I became Deputy Charlie Swan of Forks, WA. Over the next nine months we went through cravings, mood swings, swollen feet, wired craving and to not being able to see our feet. But she remained a glowing and beautiful mother to be. We were not able to find out what we were having until we were 7 ½ months along. It was then we found out that we were having a little boy and he was very stubborn little boy at that. But both mom and baby were doing fine. Ren had her baby shower at the end of January and came home with loads of stuff for our little man. We decided to him Emmett Charles Swan. The guys at the station even bought me a tiny fishing rod, tackle box and fold out that said "Daddy's little Fishing Buddy" it was to cute.

Valentines day was slowly approaching and I wanted to do something special for our last Valentine's Day alone. Everything was planned for nice and lovely dinner. Then leave for a nice relaxing weekend at the cabin. But that was quickly put on the back burner because Emmett had other plans. In the early morning of February 13 our son decided he was ready to come into the world. Ren went into labor at 8:30 that morning, I wasn't for sure who was more nervous her or me. Her labor was long and hard and my hand was almost broken a couple of times. About 4:30 the next morning we were told that Ren's blood pressure was causing too much stress on her and the baby and because the baby had yet to turn they were going to do a C-Section. I was told to wait in the waiting room with the rest of the family and that everything would be fine. It was the longest 1hour of my life. I was beyond panicked by the time that the doctor came out. The look on his face almost made me fall to my knees. I will never forget that moment.

"Mr. Swan, "

"Yes, how are they? Is she okay, my son, is he okay?"

"Yes they are fine but it was a good thing we did a c-section. You see she was carrying twins."

"Did you just say twins? As in more than one, as in there are two."

"Yes sir I did, you have a little girl and a little boy. But your daughter is really small and not as developed as your son. She may have to stay in the hospital a couple of day but not more than a week. We see this all the time, she'll be fine."

"Their okay, I mean all of them are okay. Can I see them?"

"Sure you can, follow me. You know it was kind of sweet. Your son was holding onto your daughter as if he was hugging her. I have never seen that before."

I remembered when I walked into Ren's room and she was lying there still as beautiful as ever. I remember joking around with her that we really did get the perfect Valentine's gifts. They brought our son into the room and he was just a screaming. The nurse told us that he started crying when she was bringing him to us. We tried everything to calm him down, finally when we laid him on Ren's chest he calmed down a little. It worked for about 5 minutes and then he started to cry again. So we took him back down to where his sister was and things quitted down a whole lot. We laid him next to her and went to sleep. I stood there with them for as long as they would let me. We decided to name our daughter Isabella Marie Swan because we had already decided on his name. He came into the world weighing 7lbs 3oz and she came into the world at a whopping 4lbs 2oz. He was also about 3 inches taller then she was to. We soon realized that they were going to be really close, insepretable in fact. It was almost as if she was his little doll.

A week had passed and sure enough we were able to bring home our double bundles of joy. We were official welcoming home Emmett Charles Swan and his Twin sister Isabella Marie Swan.

Life around the Swan house was a little crazy at first but we soon found a routine. We very quickly found out that it was not a wise to separate the two. Every time we tried to it always ended up with one if no both of them crying until we reunited them. They were growing like a weed and before we knew it they had their first tooth, they had their first haircut and their first birthday. Even their first words were to each other. Emmett's word was "ducky" he normally would call Bella that when he was looking for her or to make her smile. Bella's first word was "teddy" we are not quite for sure why or where came from but that is what she called Emmett. She called him that anytime she wasn't getting her way or she was by herself. Bella quickly became Daddy's little princess and Emmett was no doughtily momma's little monster, trouble seemed to find him at times.

Emmett was the stronger of the two and he did a lot of things first. But Bella followed soon after. However, when they started walking it was Bella who wanted to be first. It was a Saturday afternoon and the Mariners game was on. Billy Black a long time friend was over with his wife Rachael and their twin daughters. Our twins were already crawling around and almost to the point to walking. It looked like today Little Bella was going to walk before her brother. She used the coffee table to pull herself up, she waited for a minute or two then she took two steps and fell. She just sat there and thought about what happened then she busted out in tears. She really was too cute; her lip was pouted out while her arms were out for me. I picked her up to calm her down while telling her it would be okay. Well apparently parents are not perfect at everything and I was not doing a good job of calming her down either. Because Emmett was not having it. He walked over to me just like it was the most natural thing to do. I picked him up and put him on my knee while I continued to calm down his little sister. But I was doing that wrong too I guess because he clamed up and laid on my chest next to his sister and held her hand and said "Duchy ok now, teddy here". They stayed that way until they eventually drifted off to sleep. I couldn't help thinking we have created a couple of little monsters.

Around the time that they were almost two things at work picked up and I was hardly ever home but Ren and I still made time for one another. Every night before we would drift of to sleep she would feel me in on with the latest on the twins. June 30 1982 will be a day that I would never forget. Mr. Wright, Ren's dad was gunned down in the line of duty. A random person who was driving through our small town shot him right through the heart. He was pulling him over just to inform him of a broken taillight. Ren was devastated and truth be told so was the rest of the family as well as the town. With time things started to look a little brighter and with in a month I was named the new police chief of Forks. But with the title came a lot of responsibility and long hours. I was hardly ever home and when I was I was asleep. Things between us slowly started to drift apart. She would complain about the smallest thing and the major issue between us was my work hours. On Wednesday April 12 1983 just after the twins third birthday I came home to find ren sitting at the kitchen table crying. She handed me a set of papers and soon I realize they were divorce papers. How in the world could I not know things were this bad? How could I not see this? She informed me that she was going to be moving along with her mother and they were going back to Chicago. After we talked for what seemed like hours, it was decided that Renee would take Emmett with her and I would raise Bella. Since they were so young we decide that we would keep them apart until we could explain things at an age where they would understand. I never knew at the time that the day would never come.

Ren and I always talked the second and last Friday of every month. We would mail pictures the kids back and forth to one another. For me there was always hope that things could repair themselves and we would get back together. But I soon realized that it would never happen. Ren found love again, to a ball player actually. He treated her nice and Emmett nice and that is all that really matters. They were to be married in the summer. But that was short lived.

Ren started missing our calls and I couldn't get a hold of her mother. This was something that was unusual for her to do. I found a private investigator in Chicago that worked for the local PD and hired him to find out what was going on. On December 15, 1986 I found out that Ren, Phil and Emmett was hit and killed in a car crash on the Dan Ryan in Chicago when a tractor trailer lost control of the vehicle and rammed them into the side of the under pass killing them instantly. That was on October 31st. I really didn't know what to do, what to tell Bella, what to tell anyone. So I just went on with life and did my best to raise Bella to be the greatest she could be. I gave her all the love a father could give her and then some. She was the greatest daughter anyone could ever have. She had good grades, had wonderful friends and never really got into any trouble. I guess having the Police Chief as a father could have something to do with that. She was my pride and joy.

So that brings us to the current time where she will be graduating on the 18th of May with honors I might add. Then she will be going to Chicago to study pastry art. She was lucky enough to get a full ride to the French Pastry School; she is also going to Le Cordon Blue of Chicago and the Wilton School of Decorating. She will be busy but she claims it will be a ton of fun. I hope she right!