Wow! Chapter five! Normally by now I would have given up and started writing something else! I'm obviously enjoying it, and so must you be if you're still reading this. So, here's chapter 5. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: Do not own these brilliant characters. Sorry.
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Chapter 5
First Clue
"Charlie's coming over to talk?" I repeated, horrified. We were back inside the house now, and I was trying to put the contact lenses in. What a pain! Why couldn't my eyes have just gone gold by now?
"Yea, I think that's what he wants. I can't be sure, just please put those contact lenses in and get downstairs." Said an annoyed Alice. She left me to it.
"Don't worry love." Edward said, coming up behind me. I sighed. "I'm not worried." I lied. I saw him raise a questioning eyebrow in the mirror. Of course, when I was human I was a terrible liar, but I think now I'm a bit better. "Bella, you're obviously worried." Edward said, he laughed. "You really don't know you're doing it do you?" He laughed again.
"Doing what?" I asked, confused.
"You keep on removing your shield, and then putting it back up again. Then taking it back down; you get the picture. But I've heard some things and it shows you're obviously worried." He laughed again.
"Have I really been doing that?" I asked, astounded. He nodded. I heard car tyres pulling off the motorway, and up the drive. I walked back down the stairs at normal human speed, Edward holding my hand. Renesmee was now sitting with Rosalie, her eyes drooping. Thinking about it, it was exceptionally late, wouldn't it look a little weird if all of the Cullen's were still wide awake in the front room? I mentioned this to Edward, and Carlisle. "Hmmm. Didn't think of that." Carlisle replied. Maybe if most of us go upstairs... yes. Alice, Rose, Emmett, Jasper, Esme and I will go upstairs." They left quickly, leaving Edward, Renesmee, Jacob, who was also fast asleep on the couch and myself downstairs.
I heard Charlie get out of the car and walk slowly to the door. There was a moment of hesitation before the doorbell rang. I took longer answering than I normally would, and pretended to yawn when I opened the door. Of course, I am not really tired, but it would be better for Charlie to think I was.
"Hey Dad." I said, in a surprised tone. "It's gone midnight. Oh well, come in." I let him over the door step. "Hey Charlie." Edward said from the sofa. Edward was now holding Renesmee on his lap.
"Where is everyone?" Charlie asked. Not a good sign. That might have meant that he expected the entire household to be up at nearly one in the morning. "There in bed Dad. Where else would they be?" I asked, pretending to be confused. It appeared to work, but that didn't change anything.
"Due to the hour I'm guessing this isn't purely a social call." I said. Charlie hesitated.
"It's not, no." He admitted. He sat down on one of the armchairs whilst I sat next to Edward. Part of my mind realised how easy it was for me to be around humans. It would have made me smile, until I remembered Charlie was here.
"When I first found out you had lied to me," Charlie began after a moment, evidently not sure where to begin, "when I first met Renesmee I asked you to tell me as little as possible about all this" He gestured around the room, particularly in Jacob's direction. "Do you remember?" He asked.
I nodded. No need to tell him I remembered every single word of that day, and more. Charlie continued. "I know I said that at the time, but I really think that now I need to know more. Ever since you left this world has been very peculiar, what with Renesmee and when you changed. Whatever it is it won't change how I see you or anything like that. I'm still your dad; I just want to look after you." He finished determined but slightly embarrassed. Charlie doesn't tend to show his emotions.
For once I didn't know what to say. I wanted so much to tell him the truth, but how could I? Not when it would endanger his life. I let down my shield so that Edward could hear my thoughts. Help, please. I know I can't tell him, but... oh I don't know, just help. I put my shield back up, and looked back at Edward. His face was sketched with indecision.
"Dad." I began, slightly unsure of what to say. "You know were keeping it from you for your own safety. It would be far worse if we told you." He almost grunted. I heard him mutter Thought you were going to say that.
"What Bella is trying to say is that we are trying to protect you, even if it appears we are doing you an injustice. We are sorry we can't tell you, but we won't compromise your safety to tell you. Please understand this." I reached out towards Edwards hands. He understood what I wanted, and took it. We sat there, leaving Charlie deep in thought.
"So, if this is a secret that would endanger someone," Charlie said slowly. "How did you find out Bells?" Charlie had evidently concluded that the Cullens had got me into something dangerous, which was nearly bang on the truth, but as it meant being with Edward for eternity I would take it all again. Of course I didn't say this, and decided to keep quiet.
"She guessed." Edward added suddenly. I hadn't expected him to answer. "That's how she found out about Jake, she guessed. I suppose you could say she's gifted." Edward smiled slightly, I was slightly horrified. Charlie hadn't noticed anything unusual about what Edward had said and so he left it.
Charlie yawned, looking at the time. Half two in the morning. "I guess you really can't tell me." He sighed. "I'd better be off, got to be at the police station tomorrow." Both Charlie and I got up, whilst Edward stayed on the couch with Renesmee. "See you later Charlie." He called as we walked towards the door. "Bye." He muttered. It appeared that he had gone back to his old Edward hating self. Pity. "Night Dad." I said. Charlie then surprised me when he pulled me into a tight hug. He let go quickly. "See you soon Bella." Then he walked out the door. I shut the door, to find Edward standing behind me looking slightly downcast. "What is it?" I asked, hating to see him miserable.
"You shouldn't have hugged him. That was his first clue."
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