This goes out to My Jacob, my lucky 100th.

BPOV

"Bella? Bella?" I could hear someone saying my name. But all I saw was darkness. I could hear beeping in the background, but I still had no idea why I couldn't see. I was blind. Oh my gosh, my father was dead and I was blind. I felt sorrow, not for my loss of sight but for my father. The man that had been there for me always.

"Bella, open your eyes" I heard the voice say, maybe she was an angel

Then I realized I wasn't blind. My eyes were just closed. What an idiot.

I opened my eyes and saw the angel staring back at me. She was beautiful. She had short, spiky brown hair, almost like Alice's but not gelled up, natural, just like an angel is supposed to look. Her eyes were the darkest brown, almost black, they were beautiful, full of compassion and gentle, like an angels should be. I was pretty sure she was an angel. Her skin was tanned and she was wearing white. I didn't even care that I was dead, I was too sad for my father. Then the angel spoke again and her voice was just like her, beautiful.

"Bella, we are so glad that you're okay. You've been out for a while."

I didn't understand. If I was dead then why would the angel be worried, unless you could die after being dead? Did that make any sense? I wasn't sure but I just went with it.

"You're at the hospital, you're safe" she said, and I believed her. But if I was at the hospital and not dead then why was the angel here? Maybe hospital was another word for the asylum, maybe the angel wasn't real, I mean all I could see was her, and a blurry outline of somewhere behind her. Maybe I had gone crazy, and all I thought about was the angel. I was surprised it didn't matter either, all that mattered was my father, and he was gone.

"I'm Doctor Ataera, but you can call me Maria." She said, and then I wondered if the angel was really an angel, I didn't see any wings. As I wondered the backdrop started to stabilize and I noticed the green walls, a chair that was occupied with a sleeping form. I didn't know who it was, the face was covered by a hoodie, but I knew it was a man, the form was too large to be a girl.

"Dad" was my only words.

I immediately saw her face change, her eyes had tears, and I realized she knew him too.

"I'm sorry Bella, he's gone, we've been waiting for you, to put him to rest" she said and the tears break free. That's when I finally realized I was missing someone, the most important someone, how could I have forgotten, how?

"Edward?" I whispered, my voice was hoarse, my throat sore.

"He's fine Bella, he's right there" she said pointing at the hooded man.

I let out a sigh of relief, but then I noticed the chair had wheels, oh no.

"What's wrong with him?"

"He was attacked, just like your father, when he went into the kitchen, we caught the woman but she shot him, in the shoulder, he's fine, just a little sore." She said, and I felt the tears rolling down, worry, sorrow, anguish. I looked over at my Edward, I couldn't see his face.

"Doctor, who was it?" I said my voice cracking

"A woman, Victoria Tracks" she said, not knowing the meaning of the words. I started shaking, tears falling down my face freely. The heart monitor started to speed up and y breathing became erratic.

"No" I said between breaths "NO" I screamed, my dad, Victoria, dad. I sobbed and I noticed Edward jump up, looking confused, then immediately look at me, the moment our eyes met I began to calm, he ran towards me and put his hands on my shoulders, slightly bumping the Angel Maria away. She stepped back, looking worried, but understanding that I needed him.

"She's gone Bella, she's not coming back ever again" she said, wincing in pain as he stretched out his bad hand to my hair and kissed me gently.

"I missed you, so much, I was really worried. You were out for…" he looked at his watch "two days, five hours, twenty six minutes and eight seconds. Nine, ten, eleven…" he gave me a half smile.

"Emmett?" I asked, my voice was still hoarse.

"He got back yesterday, they were pretty far, he came to see you first, then dealt with… the other business" he said, hesitating slightly.

"Sue?" I said, pleadingly.

"She's, she's not okay, love. Seth found her upstairs. She was sleeping when it happened, when she heard, she freaked out. Crawled to… him. The ambulance had to sedate her, to let go, she wouldn't let go. She, well, she's broken, her mind, it's not alright, she still thinks Charlie's around. Seth and Leah, they're holding strong but they think they might have to, put her, in a place that's better for her, you know like an institution."

I nodded, feeling sad for Sue, the only other mother I had ever had. Then I wept for my sister, and my brother, and they're loss, they were so young. I didn't know what to do. They were still seventeen, they wouldn't send them to foster care would they? How would they cope, I wept, and I wept and I wept. Edward held me and mumbled sweet nothings, he would clean my cheeks of the tears again and again, and only stopped staring into my eyes when my brother and his wife came in, both shaken, and looking haggard. Rose ran to me and threw herself in my arms, and cried. My brother held her, and never stopped touching some part of me, almost as if he expected me to go away too, like dad.

He wouldn't take his eyes off of me, not even when the doctor-angel came again, and told me she could discharge me, since there wasn't really anything wrong with me.

Maria, Maria Ataera, the name was familiar but I couldn't pin it till Seth and Leah came in, followed by Carlie and Embry, and Embry's friend, Quil Ataera. Oh, she was Quil's mom. I tried to smile at them but all I managed was a grimace.

They were talking about plans for the funeral, occasionally Emmett would ask me my input, Alice, Jasper, Esme and Carlisle were all with Sue while my brothers and my sister had come to check on me. I would give my input but otherwise remain silent. It wasn't until they mentioned Victoria that I really paid attention to the conversation. Edward gave me a light squeeze, and I held his good arm tightly, never wanting to let go, while Emmett held my other hand.

"I had to go this morning to get cleared" Seth said, and everyone stiffened

"Why?" I asked

"I killed Victoria" he said, that's when I started to pay attention.

"I heard the blow, I was closest, I guess she didn't notice anyone else was there, she hit Edward and I thought he was dead, I came at her, just like you taught me sis" he said, looking at me and giving me the first genuine smile, then returning to his somber look "I wiped her feet out and she fell, dropping the gun, she went for it, she was going to shoot Edward again, I couldn't let that happen, so I grabbed it, and aimed, I just aimed for her hands, I swear, but I still didn't have enough training and I hit her in the chest. It was self defense, but still had to be investigated, they cleared me this morning" he said. I was proud of my brother, he had protected my Edward, but I couldn't be happy, not yet, not when I had lost two members of my family, for even though Sue was alive, once they described her to me, I knew she wasn't really alive, she was a shell of the woman she had been. I cried again. This time, with the only people left that I could call family.

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The funeral service was beautiful, but it didn't matter. Many people said beautiful words, but they didn't matter. Sue was there, but she wasn't there.

When it came time for Emmett and I to eulogize our father I was near breaking point, and the tears were free flowing down my face.

"Good morning, and thank you for coming" said Emmett, his voice serious and dark, so unlike him.

"I'm Emmett, and This is my sister Isabella, Charlie Swan was our dad"

It was my turn, and I knew I had to say something

"My dad was the best man in the world. Every morning he would wake up, go to work and make the world a better place. Every afternoon he would come home and care for me and my brother. Every night he would tuck me in bed and tell me how much he loved me." I said through tears, not caring if anyone understood.

"We are not Charlie Swans only children. Charlie Swan was the father of many; he was the father of Edward and Rosalie, the father of Jasper and Alice, Embry, Carlie, Seth, Leah. He taught us every day that your family is not only formed by blood, but by the people that love you every single day of your life for who you are. HE was Sue's husband, even though he didn't need a paper to say it. He was Carlisle and Esme's brother. He was the friend of everyone, loved by all. I will always mss him." I finished

"We will live our lives and teach our children of the great man that was Charlie Swan, though he is not gone, he will never be gone as long as we stay loyal to him, to his memory. We will always remember our father, our children and theirs will remember him, so our father, will never truly be gone, but live on in the memories of the future generations" concluded Emmett. We walked down the podium and I went straight to Edward who was in the first row. Rosalie walked towards us, and together we closed the casket, and said our final goodbyes to the father that I would always know, and never forget. I knew this was not the end, I felt hope, that in the future, I would be able to be the person he was for me, to my children and be loved by them like I loved him. I would forever love my father, but now was the time to move forward. I held Edwards hand through the ceremony, and he never let go. In front of all the guests he held me, the teachers, the officers, the students, all those who came, it was obvious that he was not only my teacher, now all of Forks knew, and if they didn't like it, they'd have to deal, because I was done hiding, I was ready to move forward, with Edward, I was ready for a future with him, for us and for my father.