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Bella

"So…" I looked at Edward for help and he ignored me. I sighed and pushed away the shield from my mind with an effort.

Edward?? I could really do with some help here.

He shifted slightly.

"Tell him we're vampires," he said so quietly and quickly that Charlie didn't hear it.

I sort of got that part. How?

"With your voice."

Great. 'Cause I was really going to bite him to demonstrate.

"Just tell him. You can't make it any easier."

I sighed and let my shield snap back.

"So, are you going to explain or not?" Charlie asked, oblivious to our conversation.

"Um… sure, Dad," I answered. I paused. "So, Dad, you know how Jacob's a werewolf? Well, a shape shifter thing?"

"Yes?"

Oh, help me.

"Well, the Cullens and I are vampires." I looked at the floor for a second and then looked up to meet his eyes.

Charlie's eyes rolled back in his head. I turned to Edward in panic.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Jasper thought he was going to shoot at us if we weren't careful, so he ran in through the window and knocked him out."

"He did WHAT?!" I stared at him, springing to my feet.

"He knocked him out, dear. It was for the best, I suppose. Did you really not see him?"

"No, I was looking at the floor… what was Jasper even doing here?"

"Alice had a vision that we were going to tell Charlie, so he came for… um… moral support."

I stared down at my father on the floor in silence. Then I took a deep breath and opened my mouth.

"JASPER!!!"

"Bella, he's not that far away," Edward said with a frown as Jasper leapt in through the open window.

"What the hell did you do that for?" I demanded, clenching my fists and glaring. He seemed nervous.

"Seriously, Bella, if you'd felt his emotions you would have done the same," Jasper explained. I growled menacingly.

"Guys, he's coming round," Edward interrupted suddenly.

"Jasper. Go," I ordered, and he obeyed, dropping back out of the window easily. Charlie's eyes flickered open.

"Whoa… what happened?" he asked.

"Erm… you fainted, Dad," I lied.

"Fainted? Ouch, my head hurts."

"Yeah, you… um… hit it as you fell."

"But I was sitting on the sofa…"

Oops, I thought.

"You fell forwards into the table," Edward explained, saving me from my own lack of lying expertise.

"Oh. Why'd I… oh. Oh. Oh."

I sat on the edge of my seat anxiously.

"You turned my daughter into a vampire?" he accused Edward.

"Erm… she begged me to," Edward answered.

Thanks, Edward. Blame it all on me.

"She would have died otherwise," he added.

"You…" Charlie spun round and grabbed his gun from the hook by the door. I instinctively stepped back, alarmed, as Edward positioned himself in front of me. I wasn't too angry this time when Jasper darted in and knocked my father out for us.

I ran forwards and caught him before he hit the ground before lying him on the sofa as gently as I could. Edward carefully removed the gun from his hands and replaced it on the hook.

"Edward," I said, "I don't think he's taking this too well."

He chuckled.

"Understatement," Jasper muttered worriedly.

"He'll be fine next time." I jumped as Alice's voice came in through the window.

"Okay, how many spectators do we have?" I asked, exasperatedly.

"Four," Emmett called from outside. "Five if you count Jasper, though he's been very active, so he's not really a spectator. Six if you count Edward. Carlisle's at work."

I winced. I heard the sound of people kissing and winced again.

"Please, guys, not in the garden!" I begged them.

"Why not?" Emmett demanded "No one's watching, so we can…"

Edward cleared his throat loudly. Jasper looked uncomfortable, obviously trying not to sense too many emotions.

"Thank you, Emmett," he said with angry sarcasm.

"Can everyone just… disappear now, please, 'cause I think he's coming round again," I added, watching my father carefully. Jasper jumped out of the window and the others were silent.

"Dad?" I asked, feigning concern, "are you okay?"

"What?" he asked, opening his eyes. "What happened?"

"You… erm… fainted again," I said unconvincingly. Edward nodded in agreement. Charlie turned to face him.

"You turned my daughter into a vampire?" he asked angrily.

"Um… yeah, Dad, I thought we'd got over this stage," I said lamely.

Charlie took a few deep breaths.

"Hang on, how can you be a vampire? You go out when it's sunny, because last weekend Esme said you weren't home."

"Erm… yeah, that's a myth, Dad," I explained. I noticed that Edward was unnaturally still, obviously trying to demonstrate. I followed his lead. Charlie noticed and he too stiffened, as though he felt a sudden desire to join the freak club.

"Oh right. I take it all the blood-drinking's a myth, too?" he asked. Edward and I exchanged glances.

"Erm… not exactly. We'll explain that another time," I said awkwardly. I made a show of looking at the clock.

"Wow, I haven't even collected Nessie from Jacob's yet!" I said with false shock. "I'm really sorry Dad, but we've got to go."

Charlie looked up bemusedly as I leapt to my feet at a speed that was not quite vampire-speed, but still inhuman.

"Coming, Edward?" I asked.

"No, if you don't mind, love," he said quickly. "I'm not really that desperate to see Jacob. You take the car; I'll run home."

"You sure?" I asked doubtfully. He nodded, and I shrugged. "Okay, see you in… half an hour?"

"Sure."

"Bye, Dad," I said, planting a quick kiss on his stunned cheek. "Bye, Edward." I kissed him, trying to keep passion to a minimum in front of Charlie, but not quite succeeding. I fled the house before he could comment.

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