AUTHOR"S NOTE:

Hey y'all...so I'm going soon and just love me more cause I'm updating two chapters RIGHT NOW. Yeah cop that suckas...can you handle being Izzified???

Oh and no I am not changing Izzy's name back to Bella. Izzy is a completely different person to Bella and it would be too confusing for a lot of people to do this. Also the Izzy lovers far outway the Bella lovers...like a million to one! Sorry!

Charlie

Izzy's POV

It took me two hours to get to the house. I smiled as I broke out from the tree line. Still the same. Charlie's police cruiser was parked out the front, his boots splayed lazily near the front door and the house in need of a paint job. The rain was pouring now, and I found that the last hour was particularly difficult. I was tired, hungry and sore. My hand throbbed as I held it protectively against me. I hesitated at the door not knowing if I should knock or use the hidden key. I decided to use the key as I was sure that nothing would wake Charlie from his sleep. I could hear his rumbling snores from here.

I opened the door slowly, and shook the water from my hair. I struggled as I pulled my boots off, and then realized that they were one of the reasons the going was so tough.

Damn designer boots.

Ruined too!

As I glanced around the lounge I could see nothing had changed. Charlie still wasn't a clean freak, and I chuckled as walk over to the recliner he always sat in. I touched it briefly then turned my attention to the couch.

Aw heaven.

My eyes felt heavy, and just as I was about to sink into the couch, I heard heavy footsteps bang down the stairs. I stiffened, and for some strange reason I felt like I had been caught breaking my curfew.

"Who's there? I'm warning you I have a gun," Charlie growled.

I glanced nervously over to where his holster usually hung, and I smiled when I noticed his gun sitting snugly in it. I breathed a sigh of relief. I definitely didn't want my father to shoot me on my epic homecoming.

"Dad, it's me."

"Bella?"

The light flicked on, and I was momentarily blinded. I held my arm up to shield my face when I felt Charlie's stocky frame crash into me. My wrist screamed at me, but I remained quiet as I held him. His body shook as he sobbed, and I rubbed his back.

All of a sudden he stepped back.

"Erh! Bells your all wet," he grimaced as he glanced down at his soaked pyjamas. I fidgeted quietly as he retrieved a towel from the linen closet and wrapped it around me. As he pulled it tight his arms snaked around me again, pulling me into another hug.

"Oh Bella I was so worried I'd never see you again," he murmured into my hair. I patted his back soothingly.

"I know Dad. I'm sorry I put you through all that."

He stepped away and looked me up and down. For the first time in a long time I felt uncertain under his gaze. I pulled nervously on my wet hair and looked up at him under my lashes.

"Oh Bella you're all grown up."

I smiled softly and breathed a sigh of relief. I wasn't sure why, but my father's approval meant more to me in this moment than I could describe. He sucked in a deep breath ,and I tensed, waiting for him to explode. But he surprised me by pulling me back in for a hug. I couldn't help myself. I started to cry.

"Daddy. I'm so sorry Daddy. I'm so, so sorry," I blubbered into his shirt. He stepped away again but kept his arm slung over my shoulder. He pulled me gently into the kitchen, and I sat down at the table. He scrambled around the kitchen for a moment as he grabbed some milk out of the fridge and a jar of cookies from the cupboard. I smiled through my tears.

"Milk and cookies Charlie?"

"Can you think of anything more suitable?" he replied jovially

I laughed and shook my head. He sat down across from me and watched as I dunked my cookie into the milk. I popped it into my mouth thankful to have something heading to my gut. Charlie let out a big sigh, and I watched as he pulled his cookie to pieces. Things needed to be said, and I knew Charlie hated getting deep and meaningful.

I glanced around the kitchen avoiding Charlie and his intent on destroying all the cookies on his plate. It hadn't changed much but my eyes narrowed when I noticed a new food processor sat on the counter top.

Charlie learnt to cook?

Wonders will never cease.

"Are you well?"

My head snapped back to Charlie and I noticed he was looking at the food processor as well. A small smile played on his lips but disappeared when he looked back at me. I opened my mouth trying to put into words how I actually felt. Was I really well? No not by a long shot. But this was my father and I had caused him considerable amount of anguish already and it was wrong of me to extend it any further. So I shut my mouth and simply nodded. Relief flooded Charlie's face and I smiled glad I had made the right decision.

"Dad, I-"

Charlie cut me off with a wave of his hand.

"I'm not angry Bella. Well I was when Jake told me where you were, but he convinced me it was better if you did this on your own. He promised he would look after you."

I nodded my head. Another thing I had to face. Jacob. Victoria's revelation of Jacob doing an Edward gave me mixed feelings. On one hand I was happy to have some one watch over me ensuring I was safe. On the other it pissed me off that he thought I wasn't strong enough to do it on my own.

"He did Dad. He's a very good man," I said deciding to be civil about the situation. Charlie nodded. I looked around and wiped my hand across my eyes.

"Its weird being here," I said reaching for another biscuit. Charlie laughed.

"Its weird having you here."

I smiled and we stared at each other. Charlie had aged quite a bit in the last six years, and I knew most of it was my fault. Though he seemed to have more laugh lines than frown lines, and I was happy that he had managed to live his life.

"Renee will be happy," he murmured. I smiled.

"How is Mom?" I asked.

"Good. She had a baby three years ago."

I gasped, and Charlie grinned at me. He took a sip of his milk and nodded.

"A baby? With Phil?" I stuttered unable to make my sentences more than two words.

"Yep! A little boy named Daniel. Cute lil' kid too.

I sat back against my chair and ran my good hand through my hair. It tangled because it was wet, and I struggled to free it.

"Wow I have a brother."

He chuckled and mirrored my posture. We stared at each other again, and then I noticed a flitter of a frown cross his face.

"What is it Dad?" I asked and readied myself for him to explode. He hesitated a minute before looking me directly in the eye. He seemed conflicted and unsure.

"Well Bella… I'm getting married," he rushed out the last bit, and it took me a moment to register what he had said.

"What? To whom?" I asked shocked that Charlie was even dating. It was a bit weird.

"Sue Clearwater."

I gasped. Harry had died just before I left, and I knew that Dad and Sue had grown close. Though I didn't realize they would get that close. I glanced up at Charlie, and he was looking at me with trepidation. I grinned, jumped up and ran around to him.

"Dad that's awesome," I said as I hugged him with one arm. He let out a huge breath, and I giggled.

"Wow. I come home to find a half brother, a step mom, a step bro and step sis. That is definitely cool."

"Well that's what happens when you leave and don't call," Charlie ribbed playfully. I laughed and agreed with him.

We talked for another couple of hours, and I managed to keep my broken wrist from him. After all the years of dealing with injuries I'd become a pro at acting nonchalant when in pain. I was surprised however when Dad didn't lose it when I mentioned Edward.

"It's your life Bella. You make your mistakes you deal with them."

I nodded thoughtfully, "Don't worry. I have been."

Just then there was a sharp knock on the door, I glanced at the clock. It was four in the morning, and I was beginning to feel tired again. I was surprised to hear the shrill shriek pierce through the air.

"Charlie? Charlie? It's Alice Cullen. Is Bella there?"

I giggled as Charlie's eyebrows shot up almost into his hairline.

"I'll get it," I murmured and stood up. I walk slowly to the door knowing that this would probably piss Alice off. I unlocked the latch and swung the door open to find a very frantic Alice and Jasper. Alice's eyes widened momentarily before she grabbed her chest and leant against Jasper.

"Oh Bella. You're ok," she whispered. I smiled and rocked back on the balls of my feet

"Of course Alice. You should know by now I can take care of myself."