Bella P.O.V.

I was sitting in the second floor kitchen going over Renesmee's homework. Not that there was anything really go over. She had straight A+'s, was never in trouble and played flute in the school band. Renesmee was the perfect student but things came so easily to her she didn't have any initiative. Edward and Nessie were out on a hunting trip a few miles north. Emmett was being forced to carry Alice and Rosalie's shopping bags in Port Angeles and Jasper was with Carlisle and Esme doing something in town.

I was contemplating what to do to make Renesmee feel a little more challenged when the doorbell rang. I flounced to door happy not to trip on anything. I swung open the door and smiled when I saw Charlie.

"Hi, Charlie!" I said happy to see him. I felt bad about not seeing Charlie in a while. "I'm sorry I haven't talked to you lately, I've been so busy. Rosalie's been teaching me how to work on cars and it's really been keeping me occupied. What I was doing when Jake taught me these things, I don't know but I really should have paid attention. So come on in, I think we have some cake in the kitchen if you wanted a slice. Rosalie has been trying out new recipes for Nessie and—"

I broke off as I noticed a teenage girl standing behind Charlie. She was a few inches taller than me. She had long honey-blonde hair that curled into soft ringlets, soft ivory skin, long eyelashes, full pink lips and chocolate brown eyes. She was beautiful. When I looked at her though I felt a jolting tug of familiarity in my stomach. I knew her. I knew her. I knew her. I felt a horrible longing that I didn't understand.

"Charlie who is this?" I asked a little accusingly. I knew her. I knew her. I knew her. Where did I know her from?

"Bella," Charlie said in a firm voice. "This is your daughter, Riley."

I felt confused for a moment and then everything came rushing back. My eyes grew wide and my hands flew to my mouth.

I remembered.

I remembered sitting in a bathroom with Angela and 6 pregnancy tests.

I remembered standing in Charlie's living room while he screamed at me.

I remembered going to the doctors and finding out it was a girl.

I remembered clutching my belly as Laurent advanced on me fearing for her safety.

I remembered Jacob holding me while I cried and promising to take care of me.

I remembered Sam talking to me about Victoria.

I remembered going to talk to the social worker and telling her that I wanted adoption.

I remembered going into labor at Emily's house and being rushed to the hospital by the pack.

I remembered being in labor for 14 hours.

I remembered looking at a little pink baby,

I remembered watching her being taken away.

I remembered the pain in my chest as I cried and screamed that night while Jake stroked my hair.

I remembered her father.

"Hi." She gave a shy wave. She had a sweet bubbly voice.

"I can't believe you're here." I said my voicing breaking with emotion. "How did you find me? I mean I'm so glad that you did, it's just the last time I saw you, you were just so tiny, and now, I mean you're so big,"

She laughed and I quickly realized I just called her fat.

I lifted my hands and continued to babble. "I mean you're not big, big you're proportional big."

"Are you okay? Are you good?" I impatiently brushed a strand of her out of my eyes. I was determined to drink in every detail of her.

She smiled and shrugged. "Yeah, I'm fine. You know proportional."

I laughed. She was funny. Her smile lighted up her gorgeous face.

"You're beautiful. Really you are, I'm not just saying that because I'm your mom, really you're stunning. You look like your father, oh and you have my eyes. Well my old eyes, I mean—" I stuttered as I let my secret slip. I mentally beat myself up. What was she going to think of me? What girl wanted a vampire as a mother?

"It's okay Bells, she knows. I had Sam explain it to her." Charlie said. My head shot up. What was Charlie thinking? She couldn't go to La Push! It violated the treaty! No Cullen could go on Quileute territory.

"You took her to La Push?" I asked quickly.

"She's fine. The guys wouldn't hurt her." Charlie said. "They have the new ones, Dylan and Tom under control."

"It's not that, you just can't take her to La Push. It's violates the treaty." I told him.

"And how exactly does it violate the treaty?" Charlie asked his brows furrowing.

My hand made a little squeezing motion showing my frustration. "It—it just does!"

She wasn't technically a Cullen though.

"Wow, okay can we stop this family feud?" Riley asked stepping between us.

I looked at her shocked. "Of course, I'm sorry. Come in, Riley."

I loved the way her name sounded. It was such a pretty name. And it fit her too.

I opened the door and led them into the living room. She had her father's graceful way of walking where as I used to trip over flat surfaces.

"So you're here." I said as we both sat on the long white couch while Charlie took up the armchair in the corner.

"Yeah, I am." She smiled.

"Where did you come from? Well, obviously I know where you came from but where do you live?" I asked. It didn't occur to me till now why she was here. I was just so happy to see her.

"Portland, um, I came here because I need you to sign something for me." She reached into her backpack and pulled out a folder.

"Sign?" I asked confused.

"Yes," she said placing the papers in front of me and grabbing a pen. "I can't get emancipated without this."

"What? Emancipated from what? The people who adopted you?" I asked reading the papers confused.

"From the foster-care system. She was never adopted." Charlie said speaking for the first time since we entered the house.

"What? But, but they said they'd have no problem getting you adopted. They said that there was this waiting list—" I said fast.

"I'm not sure if they told you, but I have a rare blood disease, and there were a lot of surgeries and a baby on the operating table isn't really a good selling point to perspective parents."

Blood Disease. She was sick. She was really sick. No one told me. I felt like I got punched in the gut.

I shook her head. "They didn't—I didn't—I mean I didn't know."

"Yeah, well I've been in foster-care since. No big deal, it's just I need this signed to get emancipated." She pushed the papers closer to me.

"Um, okay, yeah." I scribbled a fast signature still thinking about her blood disease. Could it have anything to do with her father?

"Thanks," she smiled putting it in her back-pack.

"That's it? You're okay? Do you need anything?" I asked putting my hand on top of hers, eager to help. To learn about her.

"No, I'm fine. I just need to get these to social services then my hearing is the day after tomorrow." She stood up. She was ready to walk out of my life again. I didn't want her too. I stood up and tried to talk her out of it.

"So now you're going to Portland?"

"Yeah, actually the bus is leaving soon so if someone can give me a ride to the station." She looked at Charlie. She wanted Charlie to drive her, not me.

"I can drive you back to Portland. You don't have to take the bus." I offered wanting to spend as much time with her as I could.

She shook my head. "No it's cool. Really, I'll be fine. Charlie ordered half the diner for breakfast so I have some food in my pack for lunch and dinner."

"Then do you need anything else? Anything? Money? A place to stay?" I asked. I wanted to help her. I wanted her to know that I cared.

"I'm fine. Don't take offense to this, but I've been taking care of myself since I was born. I don't need anything." She told me.

I couldn't stop the expression of hurt from flashing across my face. "I never meant for this to happen," I said shaking my head. "They told me everything would be fine. They said they would have no problem getting you adopted."

"Well, I guess they lied." She said. She didn't say it harshly but it stung just the same.

"So, that ride?" She asked Charlie.

He stood up and nodded. "Sure."

"Riley, if there's ever anything you need," I started but she cut me off with a hug. I froze for a second and then hugged back tight. Probably too tight but I wanted to hold her forever. It was too soon when she pulled back.

"Good-bye then." She smiled and turned to leave with Charlie when we heard voices floating through the house.

I'd been so involved in the conversation that I didn't hear Edward or Nessie return home.

"Grandpa!" Nessie said happily waving to Charlie who waved back.

"Chief Swan." Edward nodded looking at Charlie. Then he turned to Riley. "And you are?"

He wore an odd expression on his face. One I recognized. He couldn't read Riley's mind. I hoped he wasn't paying any attention to Charlie's.

"No one, important." Riley told him. I wanted to scream at her that she was important. That she my daughter and I loved her. That I wanted her.

"We were just leaving." Charlie said. He put an arm around her shoulders and led her out of the house back to Portland. Away from me.

"Bella, love, are you alright?" Edward said looking concerned.

"I'm fine." I lied to him smiling. "How was your hunting trip?"

"It was fine. Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine. I just have a lot of my mind."

"Well okay, I'm going to take Renesmee back to the cottage."

"Okay," I smiled giving him a quick peck on the lips.

I needed some time to think. I needed to talk to someone. I couldn't talk to Edward. He didn't know anything about Riley.

I wanted to talk to Jake but I couldn't. Riley was a bit of a sore subject for us.

The person I needed to talk to was her father. I had kept my distance from him ever since he came back into my life. We made a silent agreement not to speak of it.

I walked up the grand staircase up to the third floor to the end of the hallway and knocked on the door. I had to wait barely a second before he opened the door.

"We need to talk." I told him firmly.

He looked taken aback. "About what?"

"What happened 15 years ago."

"Come in." Jasper said letting me into his room.

Author's Note: So everyone knows who the father is now! I'm excited at where I'm going to take this. I know some people were surprised that Bella signed the papers so quickly so I rewrote the chapter in her P.O.V. so you could see what she was thinking. I got a really good idea for the next few chapters, and I'm really excited about all the positive response I'm getting.

Next Chapter: Bella/Paul P.O.V. Bella and Jasper talk about Riley and Sam talks to Paul about imprinting.