OMG!!!! Thank you all for the reviews :) You made me soo happy!! I just wanted to give a shout out to Readable who reviewed so many times. I'm glad that you teared up a little at the father/daughter scene... thats what I was aiming for! LOL. And also thanks for saying I'm a good author, I was starting to fear my writing was going down hill.

Keep reviewing!! And here's another chapter for you. Previously

Previously,

Bella's POV

Once they were back, the real adventures began...

Bella's POV

We sat in a circle, Alice on Jasper's lap on the recliner, Carlisle and Esme on the couch with Emmett and Rosalie at the other end, Edward and I were on the loveseat while Neisse and Jake sat on the floor near me.

"I have something for you dad." Neisse said. You could see the shock on his face – as well as everyone else's – for being called dad. He definitely was not expecting that one...

Neisse grabbed her backpack from behind her and pulled out a black folder. My eyes grew wide; I would recognize that folder anywhere. My mouth was working up and down but nothing came out. She wouldn't dare...

Neisse got up and stood in front of Edward, her hands outstretch towards him, offering the folder for him to take.

Obviously she would dare. Damn.

Edward just started at it, his eyes shifting from me to the folder and back again. I just nodded silently. He reached up with shaky hands, gently taking the folder from her. Now was the moment of truth. Looking at me one more time, silently offering to back out, he opened the folder. Edward gasped as he froze. Eyes wide, he stood up, the folder falling off his lap and onto the floor. Everyone quickly leaned in to see what it was – all except Neisse, Alice, Jake, Edward and myself. More gasps echoed through the room for on the floor was a sketched picture of Edward and his parents.

Edward stood there with his hands gripping his hair like he wanted to pull it all out. Some hands were coving mouths, some over their hearts. Others were just frozen where they sat. Maybe it was too soon to show him.
I silently got up and closed the folder, tucking it tightly under my arm. I started to make my way up the stairs to hide it when a grip fell onto my wrist. Turning back I got lost in a pool of dark topaz.

"Please..." He whispered. "Let me see." His eyes were so sad, this wasn't a good idea. I remembered back when Edward did that face to me, hypnotizing me with his scent. Lightly touching my face and staring at me with his emerald eyes. I always gave in, I couldn't fight it.
As if he just heard what I thought, he leaned in closer and his hand gripping mine lightly. "Please Bella," He breathed onto my face.

Women overboard!

My knees gave out underneath me as I fell backwards. Edward's arms quickly wrapped around my waist, catching me. My eyes became unfocused and I grew slack in his arms. From an outsiders point of view it would have looked like we just finished dancing with one arm around my waist and the other holding my head while he leaned over me, one leg forward the other back with mine.

I could hear Em chuckling in the background. Idiot...

With a sigh I regained my own feet. Embarrassment filled me, inside out. I slowly made my way back to my seat with the folder still tightly tucked under my arms. Buttiflies filled my stomach. Everyone was staring at me. Studying me. Judging me.

Sigh. It's now or never I guess, I thought as I shakily slid the folder over the chair to Edward.

Third person POV

Jasper could feel the nerves radiating of off Bella as she passed the folder to Edward, who picked it up carefully as if it was a bomb about to expload on him. Everyone was tense, the Cullen's waiting to see what was inside and Bella, Neisse and Jake waiting for their reactions. The folder was slowly opened once again to reveal those smiling faces staring back at everyone. Edward traced the lines of his mothers face before flipping the page. This time, only Edward's young face appeared before them. The picture was of him asleep on the couch, no older than eleven years old. One arm was under his head while the other rested on his stomach. A gentle smile played across his lips as he dreamed.

The drawing was very detailed, not a single line missed out. The shading was perfect, and the overall lighting gave it a look of innocence. Edward was in awe at just how well Bella could draw. It looked more like a photo than a sketch.

And so went the rest of the after noon, looking through all the drawings from their past. Some from when she was still human, others from years after she was turned but all in great detail. The Cullen's were amazed at her memory of her human life, especially to get such clear details. But it was what was in the last page that really brought the past to life for Edward and Bella...