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BPoV:

»Hey Bells.« I whirled around and my yaw droped.

»Dad!« I ran to him. »How is this possible?« I asked him as we hugged.

He hasn't changed a bit. He was dressed in a plaid shirt and jeans and hi still had that ridiculous mustache.

»I was meant to greet you.« Dad said.

It all came rushing back at once. Even though I was dead I became lightheaded, I needed to sit down.

I hurt Sam, I couldn't stop it. Dean had to shoot me. What happend to Bobby, did I kill him. And Charlie, he had to see all that.

Oh, god. What have I done.

How will John survive another wife dying on him? How will he raise another child alone? At least now they were free, they were safe. John had closure.

»I'm dead.« That hurt less than I thought it would.

I had no regrets. I am sorry the boys had to see the demon be inside me and me killing myself. But I'm not sorry I did it.

I didn't want to die, but given the choice I'd do it all over again.

My boys were alive and safe, that ment everything to me. All else will have to be healed through very good therapy.

»So, is this heaven?« I looked around. We were on a lake shore. It was beautifull.

»This is my heaven. You'll stay here for a while.« What. I don't get my own heaven? That's mean.

Then I remembered all the things my grandmother said when I was little.

She was a god fearing woman. She always said that suicide was a sin. 'Thou shalt not kill' she said. Killing yourself is the same, right?

»Are they sending me dowstairs?« I asked dad but he was confused, he had no idea what I was talking about. Guess I'm gonna have to spell it out. »To hell, dad. Am I going to hell?«

There was a bark of laughter behind me.

»You always were the one to think the worst of yourself.«

»Jake!« I ran and tackled him in a hug. »What are you doing here?« I asked still holding him to me.

»I came to see you, loca.« Jake smiled, the sunny smile I always loved to see on him. »I wasn't going to pass a chance to see you.«

We all sat on the grass. I was in the middle one of my hands in dads the other in Jakes hand.

»They're not sending you to hell Bells.« Dad continued where Jake came in. »You're going back.«

»Back where?« I was confused.

»Back home.« Dad smiled.

»How?« Is that normal? Am I going to be a ghost, cause I don't want to be. Or god forbit a zombie.

»The angels are so grateful for what you did, they're giving you and your family a second chance.« Jake answered.

Oh. That gave me pause, I was overjoyed I'm able to go back, but…

»But that's not fair!« I exclaimed. »What about you?«

Dad and Jake smiled. Dad kissed my head and mummbled something that sounded suspiciously like 'Always thinking of others.'

»It was our time to go, Bells.« Jake said to me.

»How can you say that? You were seventeen!« I yelled.

No way it was Jakes time to die. It was my fault.

»You died because of me! You both did.« I said with my head down.

»We don't blame you, Bells. We never did.« Dad squeezed my hand. »Don't think I'm happy you hung out with vampires. I mean really what were you thinking?«

I didn't have an answer for that. I didn't know why either. So I shruged. »I don't know.« I admited in a small voice.

I was so ashamed of myself and my actions then.

»I know.« Dad sighed, pulled me to him and hugged me around the shoulder. »They have some vampire thing that draws humans in. The Cold ones are much more dangerous than the normal vampires.«

»I'm sorry.« After all these years I can finaly say it to them.

»Like the chief said, it wasn't your fault. I was doing my job, Bells. It was my job to protect the humans, to protect you.« Jake smiled.

»And I am your dad. I'd die for you a hundreds of times, just like you did for your kids.« He kissed my forehead and stood. »You two need to talk alone.«

I turned to Jake.

I know I could never love him like I love John. But I always regreted not loving Jake the way he wanted me to while he was alive.

»Jake…«

»Don't.« He cut me off. »Don't be sorry. I loved you, yes.«

A tear came from his eye. »But I could never love you the way your husband does.« He admited. »Even if I lived and we'd somehow end up together it wouldn't work out.«

That suprised me. Jake was always so convinced that we were soul mates. Even without the imprint the wolves had.

He saw the suprise on my face. He smiled.

»I know. Strange, coming from me. But I see the truth now. Death puts things in perspective.« When he saw me flinch he laughed.

»Not like that, loca. I just see things from up here.« Oh. I thought he saw I wasn't worth dying for when he did. He'd be right, but still.

»Stop thinking so low of yourself Isabella.« He berated. »You just saved the world! You are worth it!«

I smiled, I heard that before.

»I meant to say that I see you from here. I saw you meet John. It was magic, Bells.« He smiled lovingly. »It was an imprint, whithout being a wolf. You two are soul mates.«

»He's right.« Dad said from behind us.

»It's almost time.« He reached a hand to me to help me up. They drew me to a group hug.

Dad put a hand on my cheek and looked in my eyes.

»Kiss your sons for me. I'm proud of you Bells. Never forget how much I love you.«

I felt I was being pulled, I couldn't breathe.

Finally I got air back to my lungs. »I love you too, dad.«

I heard crying so I opened my eyes.

The first thing I saw was John. »My John.«

I tried to touch his face, but I didn't have the strength to move my arm. I felt comfortable in his embrace our boys around us.

With them I was home.

You didn't think I'd actually kill her off?

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