A/N: Well, you hit the review mark I set. Thank you so much. It wasn't quite the response that I got for the last chapter. And, by the way, I wouldn't expect these frequent updates. We're in the middle of snow days, and this is my only chance to write anything.

So, I have had some people say they want Edward's POV, and others want just Bella. I have decided to compromise. I will write first in Bella's POV, then write the entire day in Edward's, and finish up with Bella's. Beginning and ending in Bella's should keep some sense of normalcy to the story. And, I wouldn't expect Edward's POV a lot unless I am asked for it by several people and I deem the situation necessary. Part of the inspiration for Edward's POV comes from my best friend, so this chapter is for her.

VERY IMPORTANT: For those of you who wanted this to remain strictly in Bella's POV, you can skip over Edward's. It is kind of mushy and I tried to write it to reflect his manner of speaking, sticking close to the time period he's from. And, Bella's will make sense if you only read hers. The choice is up to you.

Anyway, on with the story.

Bella POV

I woke up with the sun shining through my window. My blankets were bunched at the foot of the bed, and I was strangely warm. Rolling over, I discovered the source of my discomfort, and was greeted by the floor. I slowly remembered that Edward had been stolen by his brothers last night. I groaned, realizing that when I was done spending the day with Charlie, I would be snatched by Alice until tomorrow.

I was frustrated, but remembering the day I was spending with my father, a small smile tugged on my lips. I grabbed my bag of toiletries and headed to the bathroom. Once I finished brushing my teeth and hair, I exited the bathroom and was greeted by a smell of fried eggs and bacon. Dressing quickly into an old pair of jeans and a tee, I headed to the kitchen.

Charlie was standing at the stove, shuffling bacon around the frying pan and whistling, something I hadn't heard him do in a long time. I laughed and he turned, smiling wide.

"Morning, Bells. Care for some breakfast?" he asked, motioning to the eggs sitting on the counter.

"Sure, Dad. I'd love some." He smiled again and nodded, scooping the bacon out and onto a plate before cracking an egg into the pan. I took the plate and set it on the table, grabbing a piece and popping it into my mouth. For not really knowing how to cook, it wasn't bad.

Once the table was set, he served the eggs and I poured the orange juice. We ate in silence, occasionally looking up at each other. I cleared the table with his help before sitting back down.

"So, Bells, what did you want to do today?"

I had been thinking about it all morning, and I wanted to do something I knew he would enjoy.

"Well, I know that it's a little later than you usually like to go out, but I was thinking that maybe we could go fishing?"

He looked at me like I had just sprouted another head. I never liked going fishing but I wanted today to be special for him, for the both of us.

"Are you sure, Bella? We can do something else. We could go spend the day in Port Angeles?"

I nearly laughed. "Oh, yeah, because I'm sure you would love to spend the day shopping. That's all that there is to do there. No, Dad. I want to go fishing."

He could tell that I was serious and his eyes lit up immediately. "Ok. I'll go load the car and get dressed." He took one look at what I was wearing and apparently I looked good enough. I waited in the living room for him to get ready, which took only about ten minutes. I met him at the door and we walked out to the cruiser. He took me to his favorite fishing lake after getting permission from Billy to borrow his fishing boat.

We got the boat loaded and I was just about to climb in when I felt Charlie's hand on my shoulder.

"Hold on a sec, Bells. I have something for you," he said, and tugged off his vest. He helped me sling it onto my shoulders before reaching up to take off his hat. He placed it lightly on my head and rested his arms on his shoulders. I couldn't help but smile up at him. His eyes crinkled as he grinned back and I saw a single tear slide down his cheek. I couldn't help it and I pulled him into a hug. It started off awkward at first but turned out okay. We parted and he grunted, shaking off the affectionate father feeling. He climbed in and helped me get situated. The boat rocked as I almost fell over the side. I managed to keep my balance and Charlie started up the engine.

Edward POV

I felt as though I was leaving part of me behind. I took one last look at my darling bride-to-be, the burning in my throat only reminding me of how much I adored her, before running off after my brothers.

The cool night air whipped at my face as we went flying through the trees. Easily over-taking them both, I was assaulted by the smell of the wildlife around me. My mind focused on one particular smell, my ears pricking at the sound of a thumping heart waiting behind a tree not thirty yards from me.

It's not mountain lion, but it will do.

It was too easy. Once I finished, I looked up to find my brothers staring at me. Emmett just shook his head and motioned for me to come. I was at their sides in seconds.

"Come on, Edward. It's time for the good stuff." He disappeared before Jasper and I had even spoken. He just shrugged at me before running off through the trees. I followed, curious to know what the giant oaf had in store.

I still couldn't believe he made us go all the way to Canada. Granted, I felt very refreshed and quite full, but that was a little ridiculous. I did have to admit, taking on an entire moose herd was quite fun and watching Emmett wrestle with a male grizzly was entertaining. More importantly, though, I wanted to get back to Forks. I knew the danger was gone, but the overprotective side of me felt at ease when I knew where Bella was.

We hit the Washington border just as the sun began to rise. I slowed my pace, knowing we would have to be careful if we wanted to remain unnoticed. Jasper and Emmett knew as well, so we made sure we stayed clear of the roads and all trails. We doubled back when we caught the scent of some hikers. Being in the middle of a grassy field with the sun out is not exactly the best place to be when humans are near.

I could tell it was about nine o'clock in when we came to the area outside of town. I wish that we didn't have to come back so soon. I was going to be difficult to stay away from Bella, but there were some last minute wedding preparations left to do. I willing offered my services to Esme, something that I should have never done. But, I was glad that it made Emmett cut short our 'bachelor party'. Considering I never wanted one in the first place, I was perfectly okay with that.

I slowed down to wait for Jasper and Emmett. Out of nowhere, I felt something collide with my back, hurling me several yards and smacking me into a tree.

"Emmett, stop fooling around," I grumbled, brushing off the bark that had stuck to my shirt. I internally groaned, running my hand over the gouge that my body had taken out of the tree. The forest floor at my feet was littered with wood fragments. I prayed no one would ever come through this part of the woods.

I was still annoyed even after he apologized, but agreed to go down by the lake nearby. My frustration disappeared as soon as the lake came into view.

That laugh, those brown waves, and those warm, dark eyes. I stopped suddenly, holding my arms out to prevent us from going any farther. This was not what I had expected. I started to make my way over to a rock that jutted out. If I could get underneath it, it would give me a better view and shield me from the sun. I was about to make a run for it when Jasper's hand grabbed my arm.

"Edward, come on. We have to go. Alice will throw a fit if she knew that you saw Bella. You know that she wants to abide by the twenty-four-hour rule." He tugged on my arm, but I refused to budge.

I shrugged him off, explaining over my shoulder. "The wedding doesn't start until three. I have six more hours until I can't see her. Give me that much."

Without even waiting for a response, I ran to the shade of a tree close to the rock. I prayed that I would go unnoticed and ran, curling my body so I could squeeze underneath. I was thankful for the weeds that covered the front, making it impossible to see me from the lake. I tuned out my brothers' calls telling me to come back and focused my attention on the agonizingly beautiful brunette fishing with her father.

I felt my quiet heart swell in my chest as I watched her try to bait a hook and squeal when the worm fell from her fingers. I was hours away from being with the woman I loved, and watching her with her father only made me love her all the more.

I knew that Jasper and Emmett were waiting for me. Emmett's grumbling was becoming quite annoying, but I didn't care. I stayed curled up for several hours, laughing when Bella laughed, smiling when Charlie would have to help her, and shaking my head at every failed attempt to reel in a fish.

The sun was shining from the west now, and I knew my time watching was coming to an end. I never thought watching my fiancé fish with her father would make me feel so much closer to her, but it did. The way she looked at Charlie, it awakened something inside of me. Suddenly, I wanted someone to look at me in that way. A picture of a little girl with Bella's hair and eyes flashed to the forefront of my mind. I watched as she ran up a small stone path and jump into my arms, wringing her tiny arms around my neck. I could see Bella walking up behind her, shaking her head in amusement before kissing me and leading us inside.

I pushed that dream aside, knowing that would never happen. I managed to get into a position where I could quickly slip back into the shade of the trees. The sun was at a perfect angle that I was able to do it without casting rainbows onto the ground around me.

"It's about time. It's almost two-thirty and Alice will be furious if you're not home by three," Jasper said, shoving me in the direction of the house. I knew it would only take us minutes to get there, and I couldn't bring myself away from Bella. I continued to watch her while Emmett pushed me to get moving. That's when I saw her make a very big mistake.

I couldn't lie; I was proud of her for catching a fish, but I desperately wished that she hadn't jumped up in her sudden burst of happiness. I felt my stomach drop as I realized that there was nothing I could do without exposing our secret to her father. Time slowed as she lost her footing on the wet inside of the boat, her arms flailing wildly. I heard her father call her name and grab for her. My muscles tensed as I tried to fight of the desire to go and capture her safely in my arms. She hit the water with a resounding splash, only to pop up seconds later, spitting out water.

I saw as Charlie reached out and hauled her back into the boat, both of them laughing uncontrollably. I was being drawn back in to the scene unfolding before me. Jasper, sensing my resolve weakening, grabbed my arm and forcefully dragged me away until Bella was out of my sight.

We took off running as fast as we could, not wanting to incur Alice's wrath. We made it into the kitchen as the she-devil herself rounded the corner, arms crossed, and shooting daggers with her eyes.

"Where. Have. You. Been." I raised my eyebrow, pointing at the clock. I smiled as it displayed the time as 2:58. "Don't play dumb with me, Edward Cullen." She tapped her forehead. "I know everything."

I shrugged and wandered off into the living room, Emmett and Jasper following behind me. Esme was there waiting, smiling as we came through the door. She pointed to the stacks of chairs of by the wall, before adding a quiet please.

We spent the rest of the day and night decorating the house to Alice's specifications and suffering through final fitting of our tuxedos. I went out one more time to make sure my thirst was satiated before tomorrow's nuptials before retiring to my bedroom, my head swimming in images of my love, dressed in white.

Bella POV

I couldn't help but feel a sense of peacefulness wash over me as Charlie cut the engine and we floated out on the lake. Fishing was never my favorite hobby, but I knew I was enjoying myself. Every smile that crossed his face told me that I did the right thing today. We had been out for only an hour or so when I thought I saw something white on the edge of the forest that surrounded the lake. I brushed it off, focusing my attention on the task at hand. That was until I saw a bright flash over in the same area I had looked earlier. But, like before, I saw nothing out of place. It must have been a glare off the lake.

It was nice to sit and talk with my dad. We laughed and he told stories, and I felt like a little girl again. I never realized how hard it was going to be to let him go, until now. My gut twisted inside me as I knew that I might never be able to see him again. I felt the water works beginning, but that stopped when I noticed a tugging on my line. Charlie noticed it too started telling me to pull it in. I had never caught a fish before and I felt pretty proud of myself. That is, until I got up to celebrate my first catch ever.

I had forgotten about the slick surface inside the boat. I jumped up, tossing the boat. It wasn't much, but when someone with my coordination decided to do that, all hell breaks loose.

I didn't bother screaming; it would only have put more water in my mouth as I crashed into the smooth glassy surface of the water. I came up sputtering and took my father's hand so he could pull me out of the water. I rested against the seat, before we both began laughing uncontrollably.

I pulled myself together, wiping the tears from my eyes. I heard Charlie snigger before holding up my prize. The fish was only about four inches long, hardly worth the excitement. I laughed again, but I felt proud to have caught a fish.

We stayed out there until late afternoon. I finally managed to convince him to head in; I was really tired of smelling like lake water and my stomach was begging for food.

We made it home, and I ran upstairs to take a quick shower. I dressed and waited downstairs for Charlie to come down. He was taking us to the Lodge, and I wasn't about to complain. We piled in the cruiser and made it down there in minutes.

It seemed like everyone was there, and all staring at me. I passed by Angela's table where she said she was practically bouncing with excitement about tomorrow. Jessica gave me a small smile and Mike waved once we were seated.

We were quiet, as usual, except when Charlie would lean back to talk with the person behind him. I picked at my food, shuffling it around my plate. Our last day together was drawing to a close, which also meant that my human life was too. I never imagined it would be so hard to let go of. I looked around the room one last time, wondering if tomorrow would be the last day I would ever get to see my friends again.

We paid and left, saying that we'd see everybody tomorrow. I walked out of there feeling like I was leaving a part of me behind, and I was, in a way. The drive home was silent, and we stayed like that until we reached the door.

We went inside and I was about to ascend the stairs to begin to mentally prepare myself for tomorrow when I heard my dad call my name.

He was standing in the middle of the living room when he beckoned me closer. I came, standing in front of him, looking at him curiously. I was surprised when he pulled me into a hug, but happy to hug him back. I squeezed him tightly, trying to tell him everything in that one moment. He let go before placing a small kiss on my forehead.

"I'm so proud of you, Bells. I won't lie. I think you are a little young to be getting married, but I know that boy Edward is gonna take good care of you. I love you, Bella," he said, pulling me to him one more time.

I held in the tears until I made it safely to my room. I couldn't express how much it meant to me to hear him say that. I changed and curled under the covers, falling asleep knowing that, through it all, I felt like I had done something right.

A/N: Holy cow. That is more than twice as much as I usually write, and to be honest, I feel I deserve some kind of reward for that. So, please review. I don't want to push, but it would be cool if you could mention my story to others, too. Get more people reading it. I also want to know your feelings about Edward's POV, if you read it. Please respond for me. It really means a lot.

Much love,

-Truth in the Moon

Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass; it's about learning to dance in the rain.