APOV

"Are you sure you don't mind doing this?" I asked Bella nervously. It felt odd being scared of Bella's father. He was probably a nice man, and father if he produced Bella. I hadn't felt this way in years. What if he didn't like me? What if he didn't accept me as Bella's boyfriend? Well it wasn't official…but I' d do my best to make it that way.

Bella laughed smoothly, "It'll be okay. I think. There's nothing to be afraid of. Just act normal." I could hear the twitter in her voice.

"Normal, right." I scoffed.

"You know what I mean." She rolled her eyes at me. "And the worst he can do is shoot you."

"Yeah a bullet just might kill me." I joked, going along with it. Her hand was warm in mine, her heart beat quickly, not normal for a human. Not that Bella was normal. I rolled to a stop in front of her house. The tires silently pulled into the driveway. "Ready?" I asked as we stared through the front window.

"I…I think so," She stuttered and I unbuckled my seatbelt slowly. I reached for the handle but Bella pulled my arm. "Wait." I looked into her beautiful, uncertain eyes. "What's the story?" I raked my suddenly empty mind. Story…story. Right story. Bella had a way of dazzling me, without even trying. She would be dangerous as a vampire. "Oh uh. My Aunt's out of town. My parents died in a car accident last year."

"Uh huh." Bella nodded her head slowly. "And when is this "Aunt" supposed to show up?"

"She's on a month long business in Hong Kong right now." I said, answering her question with a smile. "Hey, it's believable."

She sighed, "Let's go."

BPOV

I still wasn't sure what Charlie would think. Would he let me see 'Drien again? He most likely would, he didn't want me to seem upset and distant again now, would he? I thought evilly. Adrien squeezed my hand gently and I let go. It was better to keep away from each other for this evening. Charlie just might have a heart attack if he saw me holding a guy's hand that he didn't know.

"Dad we're home." I called, stepping into the arch in the doorway.

"Come in." He answered gruffly, the game was on. At least he wouldn't pay much attention to us.

"This is my house?" I wasn't exactly "good" at this welcome thing. Edward had never needed a welcome. He knew everything about me before I knew anything about him. 134th reason to hate him. This just added to my never-ending list.

Adrien and I stepped into the living room. Charlie muted the tv and stood up to shake Adrien's hand.

"Dad, this is Adrien, Adrien this is my dad."

"Hi Chief Swan." Adrien said politely. Charlie seemed taken aback at the name.

"Hello. Call me Charlie" They shook hands awkwardly as I tried to keep from bursting into fits of laughter. I took a deep breath; I could do this without screwing up.

Adrien looked past Charlie, to see the movements on the tv. "Lakers and Wizards, who's winning?"

Charlie's eyes brightened, "You like ball?"

"Yeah." Adrien's eyes lit up to match Charlie's. " I love the Lakers." Dad's face contorted in a frown.

"You've got to be kidding! They suck."

I shook my head and muttered, "Boys." I watched the two of them argue over the plays for a moment. At least they had something in common. Unless Adrien was just trying to impress Charlie. He was doing a very good job of it if he actually wasn't interested. "Can I get you guys some pizza or soda or something?"

"Sure." They responded, eyes glued to the television. This could be a problem.

"What do you want to drink?" I said loudly, loud enough for them to turn around.

"I'll have Sprite, " I nodded at Adrien. He actually wanted something to drink. Strange.

"A beer for me." Charlie responded. "Sure you don't want a beer boy?" I heard Charlie say. Probably a test, knowing my wonderful father. I held my breath, waiting for his response.

"Sorry sir. I can't drink and drive. And anyway I'm not twenty-one." I grinned at him and he responded with a mirroring smile. Perfect answer.

"Good answer." Charlie patted him on the back. "At least I don't have to worry about my girl dating a drinker." I gasped and tripped on the Oriental rug in the kitchen. I flew towards the floor and landed in Adrien's arms.

"Thanks. "I murmured glaring at my father. "Someone was distracting me."

"I was just asking. " He said innocently. Turning back towards Adrien. "Do you do sports Adrien?"

"Um," he bit his lip. "I used to do football but I don't know if I'll do it anymore. It was a lot of pressure. Plus I want to make some friends first." He smiled at me lovingly and I responded with a mirroring smile. Charlie stared at us, while we were lost in the moment.

"Hello? Right here." He waved his hand in the air. I was still in Adrien's arms.

"Right. Sorry." I blushed crimson and Adrien smiled sheepishly.

"How about the pizza B?" He asked.

"Yeah, how many slices?" I felt like I was playing waitress.

"Two." Charlie said, returning to his recliner in front of the television.

"I'll help you B." Adrien followed me into the kitchen silently.

"Are you sure you can eat this stuff?" I whispered.

"Yeah, of course." he murmured. I listened hard to understand what he was saying. "I can eat food, I'm immune to blood." The plastic plate I was holding dropped to the ground. I blinked.

"WHAT?" He hadn't told me this? So this was his power. I had wondered what it was. He swiftly reached for the plate and handed it to me.

"I'll have one slice please."

"Psh." I carefully lowered the cheesy pizza into his plate.

"Thank you darling." Adrien kissed me on the cheek quickly and went back into the room.

The whole evening went along this way. I read a book while Adrien and Charlie's bicker about the game was my background music. I had gone through half of Jane Eyre, a book that was a bit too classical for my tastes.

The game ended with the Lakers winning. "Sorry Chief Swan."

"Sure." He grumbled.

Adrien looked down at his obviously expensive watch. "Ten o'clock?" He jumped off the sofa. "I really need to get home. My Aunt was supposed to call two hours ago. She won't be happy that I missed curfew." Both of them stood up and shook hands.

"Bye Sir."

"Bye. See you around hopefully." Charlie said.

"Definitely Sir."

"Charlie." Charlie said as Adrien slipped on his shoes. I accompanied him to the door.

"Bye Bella. I'll call you." He brushed his hand along my cheek and with that he was gone. I sighed and watched Adrien get into his car and drive away. The sinking feeling in my stomach was returning. The unsafe, empty feeling. I needed a reminder of him. Something that wouldn't make me forget.

"Nice Kid." Charlie noted, scrutinizing my facial features.

"Yeah." I agreed, stifling a yawn. "I'm gonna go up to bed. I'm sort of tired." I reached for the banister.

"Bells, can you wait a second? We need to talk a bit." I froze in mid step. What did Charlie have to say that was so important?

"Yes Daddy?" I asked sweetly.

"He makes you happy." He stated, not a question, just a statement. As if he already knew what was going on inside me.

"Umm." I bit my lip. What could I say to Charlie? I'm madly in love with a guy I've only known for a day? "How can you tell?" I questioned softly.

He chuckled, "Looks in the mirror Bells. You haven't had a light in your eyes since he left." I could tell that he was waiting for a reaction to referring to him. I kept my face blank.

"Oh," I looked down. "I hadn't noticed." My face felt no different thank it had this morning. Sure,. I felt happier and less cold but that couldn't have changed anything, could it?

"Anyway, I like him. I hope you hit it off. Good night Bella." I hoped with all my heart that he was right. I wanted it so much it hurt. To think about it.

"Good night Dad." I slowly walked up the steps to my room. Sleep came easier and I felt myself drifting into an unfamiliar unconciousness. A comfortable sleep, one that I hadn't had in months. Not since Edward had held me.

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