A/N: Another chapter for ya! Enjoy. I know its short but I promise the next one will be longer.

Song:

Without you – Glee (it's a slower version I felt fit right for the beginning of chapter.)

Chapter 5

"He meant it Bella. Trust me. Give him a chance to make it right." Alice's words ran through my mind as I board the plane. I was on my way to visit my dad in Forks, Washington aka Home. I knew Edward was also in Forks however I still needed time to clear my head. My hormones were in control and I knew that as soon as I looked into his beautiful green eyes, I would be able to think straight.

I spent the flight catching up on my much needed sleep. Just knowing that I will be near Edward, in the same town as Edward made it a little easier to sleep. Why, I don't know. I don't know what it is about Edward but every since we were young, it was always him I went to when I was sad, just being near him made me instantly feel calm and relaxed.

I tried to imagine what he was doing at this moment however it was hard; knowing of his un-Edward behaviour lately, it is no telling what he's doing. When I used to ring him every night before this who fiasco, he would always be relaxing, listen to music or tinkering away on his piano. I used to spend hours imagining how his hands would work gently over the black and white keys.

He had only played for me twice; once by pure demand on my part. I pestered him for weeks on end, never giving up until finally he caved, we were sixteen and I could never forget how, in that moment, I fell in love with Edward all over again. The last time he played for me was before I felt for college. It was my eighteenth birthday and Alice had held a party for me; just a small get together with the Cullen's and myself. Edward had written a lullaby for me as my present, after I have strictly made a no present rule. Only Edward ever paid attention to that rule. I couldn't stop the tears that flowed as I heard what an amazing piece of music Edward had made for me. Me. Plain ole Bella Swan was listening to the most beautiful composition full of love, made only for me. After he left with Tanya, I would listen to that CD every night; hoping that I would see him again, that I would get a second chance.

The next time I saw Edward after that was at Alice and Jasper's engagement party. Tanya clung to his arm as if she had been thrown into the lion's den and they were hungry for their next meal. The look she gave me as I approached Edward was one of pure hatred, a look of which I returned with more venom. Edward had grabbed me up in a hug, spinning us around in a circle. I could hardly believe the welcome but I embraced it, loving the feel of his strong body. I remember how his muscles contracted as he squeezed me tighter, how he pushed away loose strands of hair from my face and how he hid his face in my neck. Edward had always had an obsession with the way I smelled. Just like honey and wild flowers, he would forever tell me. It became a tradition that he stuck his nose in neck every time we hugged; apparently I am his favour perfume.

I began to wonder what type of reception he would give me if I turned up on his door as soon as I arrived in Forks. Probably the same hug, maybe a kiss, hopefully a kiss. Not like I am actually going to do that though. No matter how much my body is screaming at me to do it. I know that at some time in my trip that I will have to see the Cullen's, I mean I will probably bump into one of them at the grocery store or at the diner. And when I am seen, I know Edward will be on my doorstep like a shot.

Of course, as soon as I stepped out of the airport, the heavens opened. I ran to my rental, flung my cases into the back seat and began my journey towards the overly green town I called home. I felt like a teenager again as I passed through the town centre, nothing had changed at all over the past years I have been living in Seattle.

I pulled up out front my father's house, the same house I grew up in; it still looked the same, the police cruiser parked out front with my beat up old truck on the driveway. Memories began to flood back to me, memories of me and my dad, me and Alice, me and Edward. Good memories and some bad but mostly good.

I sighed as I stepped out of the car and ran to the door; I can collect the cases later. I grabbed the spare key from under the flower pot, very original considering he's a cop, and let myself in. The sound of cheers hit me as soon as the door was opened wide enough for me to squeeze through. I wasted no time pulling off my wet tennis shoes before following the racket coming from the living room.

There, in front of the TV that was showing a football game, in his tattered arm chair sat my dad, Chief Charlie Swan. He hadn't aged a day since I saw him at Christmas; his moustache still covered thickly over his top lip and the bear in his right hand reminded me of when I was young, sitting beside him as I cheered along with him.

On the sofa sat Billy black, my dad's best friend who lives on the reservation at La Push. Next to him sat his son, Jacob; when we were young we were close friends, however not as close as me and Edward. Our dad's love to go fishing and when we were young we got dragged along, and the friendship formed. He looked so different now, his long hair is now cropped shot and he has obviously been putting on the muscle lately.

I cleared my throat to make my presence known, causing all three heads to snap towards me.

"Bells!" My dad cried, springing from the couch as he rushed over to me, wrapping me up into his arms. "You didn't tell me you were coming; I could have picked you up. How are you feeling? How's the morning sickness? Any better?" I don't think I have ever heard my dad speak so fast. He pulled away to look at me, his eyes sweeping over my face as he waited for me to answer.

"Yes dad, I'm fine. The morning sickness is better but not too bad. And I didn't tell you I was coming because it was a surprise, plus I hired a rental." I told him truthfully. He seemed happy with my answer as he gave me another hug.

"I'll go grab your bags, you go sit down." He told me before disappearing out the front door. I sighed with relief, he seems much calm compared to over the phone. I turned to Billy and Jacob who were both still watching me. I quietly took a seat in my dad's arm chair, casually smiling at the two men who were still watching me.

"Welcome back Bella. Long time no see. How have you been?" Jacob broke the silence first. I remember that Jacob always hated awkward silences.

"I'm as good as can be." I replied. I began to feel guilty that I haven't spoken to him since I left for college; we used to be close much to Edward's dismay.

"Yeah I hear congratulations are in order. How far along are you?" Jacob continued while Billy just sat silently as he watched our exchange.

"Coming up to two months. Still seven to go." Jacob nodded before changing the subject.

"How's Cullen? Still following you around with that stupid crush?" I flinched; I knew he hated Edward however I could never understand why? I had asked Edward once but he had just said 'it's a guy thing' before changing the subject. It was an instant dislike; as soon as they met on my doorstep eleven years ago, they have bickered, argued and on a few occasions thrown punches. I will never understand those two.

"He's fine." I answered stoically, hoping it would be the end of the conversation. I knew where Jacob would lead with this and I didn't want to have this particular conversation in my dad's house.

"Is he the father?" Again I flinched at the harshness of his voice, trying to swallow the lump that has risen in my throat.

"Jacob, don't be rude." Billy piped in, briefly glaring at his son before returning his eyes to the TV.

"Not like you weren't curious." Jacob replied, crossing his arms over his chest as he stared at me, expecting an answer.

"It's none of your business Jacob. All that matters is that the father knows and we have an understanding." Understanding? Not really, but I didn't know what else to say. 'I told him to leave me alone because I didn't want him to break my heart' would be a big give away.

"So it is Cullen?" Jacob pursued. I fought the urge to growl at Jacob, since when did he become so annoying?

"Like I said, it's none of your business so if you don't mind, I will be going to my room." I ground out before rising from the arm chair and made my way towards the living room door.

"So he took what he wanted and left you pregnant. Sounds like something he would do." Jacob baited his voice full of anger. I felt my elastic band begin to stretch out of its limits. It was me who told Edward to leave me alone. Me who left that morning after in my apartment and me who avoided him. A voice in the back of my head chanted 'maybe Alice was right, maybe he does love you.'

"Edward is not like that, he would never do that. I asked you to butt out." I took in a calming breath before turning and walking smack bang into my dad, whose face was every shade of purple imaginable with anger.

"E...EDWARD CULLEN?" oh shit. I decided to play dumb, for Edward's life sake. A part of me was telling me to protect Edward from my dad's wrath but the other was telling me that he was going to find out sooner or later that I might as well tell him now.

"W...what about him?" I asked despite my decision to just come out with the truth. The look on my dad's face was frightening, even to me, his own daughter who had grown immune to his anger over the years, coiled away from him.

"He's the father? Edward bloody Cullen. Your best friend is the father to your baby!" At least he wasn't as purple anymore, just a deep red. "I knew that boy would do something like this." Dad didn't give me a chance to say a word in reply as he turned and made his way towards where he hid his gun.

"Dad?" I asked cautiously before I approached.

"Charlie, don't do anything stupid." Billy called from his wheelchair as he followed us into the hallway.

"Dad, if you do this I will never speak to you again. I will leave right now and never come back." I called as he made his way towards the door. He froze before slowly turning towards me.

"Bells?" Dad whined as he looked at me pained. I understood, I was his only daughter and he was angry, but he couldn't kill Edward. He was the police chief after all, what kind of role model would he be then.

"I'm sorry dad, but this is an overreaction. Edward didn't hurt me nor did he force me. It was my choice as well. Plus, I was the one to decide that he had nothing to do with the baby; I can't bear to see it hurt when he loses interest." I told him before slowly walking towards him and gently pried the gun from his hands. "Now go and sit down. I'm going to call Alice."

I had spent the whole phone call begging Alice not to tell Edward where I was. She couldn't understand why I still needed time to think after having two weeks already.

"For god's sake Bella. Just tell him how you feel already! What's the worst that could happen?"

"I get my heart broken by the man I love!"

"You love him? Well that's even better. Bella, really you're just being silly. Edward loves you too, if you both just plucked up the courage to tell each other."

I loved Alice don't get me wrong, but god can she be so annoying. Finally, after a lot of persuasion, Alice agreed to not tell Edward I was here if I agreed to go baby shopping. Of course I had no choice but to say yes.

I had hardly heard a peep out of my dad after our confrontation earlier. If I didn't know him as well as I did, it would probably have been incredibly unnerving. However my dad isn't the master mind murder planner, I knew that for sure. It took him two hours just to go over all the dangers of me going shopping in Seattle with Alice when I was fifteen. He then sat for another two hours to go over all the reason why I should/shouldn't go. We had to go the next day instead after all my dad's thinking.

The shopping trip went okay, better than I expected. Alice had filled me up with pizza and decaf – yuck- we had made our way to the first baby store in the mall. It had been split into two, girls one side boys the other. I sighed, this was why I didn't really want to go baby shopping because I didn't know the sex yet. Hell I was hardly showing yet. However I had to entertain Alice.

She had picked out some adorable items, mainly yellow or white items. She had purchased all of them, claiming she will spoil her niece as much as she likes. I just shrugged and let her get to it, there was no point arguing.

I had returned home that night with four large bags full of baby clothing; I was sure that I would never get to use all of these items. When I had voiced my thoughts, Alice had shrugged and said "Oh well, you can change them three times a day. Morning, noon and evening."

Dad had nearly had a heart attack when he saw me stumble through the door, arms full, my face red from exertion. He had immediately sprung from his chair and relieved me of my bags, scolding me for carrying them in my condition. I growled at him stating that I was pregnant not dying before stomping up to my room. I was not a child.

I didn't speak to him until the next morning when he apologised. At first I continued to ignore him until he shuffled in with a teddy for the baby and a tub of chocolate ice cream for mommy.

"Bells, I didn't mean to get mad." He said softly before bowing his head to play with the teddy's arms.

"I know dad. I'm your little girl." I saw his moustache twitch slightly.

"Bells, it was a shock, especially to find out that way. I...I'm sorry." I felt my eyes glass over with tears as I launched myself at him, wrapping him in my arms. Damn hormones. His arms, after a stunned minute, began to wrap around me, hugging me tightly.

"I know I don't say it often Bells, but I love you." I sighed in happiness.

"I love you too Dad."