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Bella:

Charlie smelled of old spice and woods. God, I loved his smell. I know that sounds weird but it reminded me of home. My body knows that wherever he is, is where my home is. It's like our blood calls to each other. I guess that's the wolf in us. Crazy right? I know.

"Isabella. I've missed you." Charlie said as he wrapped his arms around me tighter. "How are you?"

I gave a small laugh. "I've been better."

He laughed. "I'm sure you have." Looking over my head, he spoke again. "Rose. How are you?"

That brought me up short. "How do you know Rosalie?" I asked.

Rose stood and laughed. "Oh Bells. There is so much to talk about. We need the others for this."

I was so confused.

"Bring your brothers with you to the manor. We can discuss everything there." Charlie said.

"Uh" was all I could get out.

"We will be there for dinner." Rose said as she hugged Charlie.

"Sounds good. See you at five then." Charlie said, giving us both a hug before he left.

Rose went back to the store and told everyone that she would meet us at the truck.

I was so inside my own mind that I didn't even realize that we were back at the house. Rose and Alice helped to bring everything inside and even placed everything in the correct rooms. Of course Alice didn't like my wardrobe. She demanded that we go shopping to update it. I just rolled my eyes and told her to have at it.

They wandered downstairs to talk to the guys while I went into the room across from mine and started removing items from their bags to place around the room. I needed to set my art studio up anyway and now was the perfect time.

Once that was done, I decided to take my mind off things so I started to paint a small canvas.

As I painted, my mind wandered to the night I first saw the blue eyed wolf.

I stared at the blue eyed wolf. I felt this pull at my heart to go to the wolf. I didn't understand how or why; I just stood and slowly started to walk to the wolf.

Edward stands after me and grabs my arm, "Isabella what are you doing?"

I turned to look at him, "I have this feeling. I am not sure if I could explain it the right way." I placed my hand over my chest. "Here. It's here. My heart is telling me to follow the wolf. Come if you must. I am following this feeling."

I wiped the tear from my face as we followed the wolf into the woods. Edward's hand is on my lower back, guiding me. I took comfort in him being with me for this.

The wolf comes to a stop and looks at Edward before disappearing behind a bush.

Edward cocks his head to the side, "I think it wants us to wait here." He said, confused.

"Surely you can not know that." I replied.

Edward was about to reply when we heard a small ruffle sound where the wolf was, only it wasn't a wolf standing there, but a man.

I gasped, shocked.

"Charlie?" Edward whispered.

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Charlie walked out from behind the bush toward us. He had a piece of cloth tied around his waist while his chest remained bare. I could see scars along his chest and arms. From what? I do not know.

I shook my head, "No, it can not be. You are dead."

Charlie gave a small sad smile. "Is that what has been told to the village? Surely you can see that I am not dead."

"We were told that you were killed while hunting." Edward whispered, clearly still in shock.

"I assure you, I was not killed while hunting. I was being hunted." Charlie replied.

"Hunted? By whom?" I asked but I already knew the answer.

Charlie shook his head. "By Aro and Edward."

I gasped and pulled away from Edward. "What?"

"No darling. Not this Edward but his father."

Edward shook his head, "Surely you are mistaken."

I am afraid I am not." Charlie answered.

"Why would they want to hunt you?" I asked, afraid to hear the answer.

"They hunt me and others of my kind because we are different from them as are you, my dear." Charlie answered.

"What? How do you know that?" I whispered.

Charlie gave me a small smile. I know because my blood can feel it as can yours."

"How do you know that?" Whispered Edward.

"It is the call of our family." He answered.

I shook my head to try to clear it. "I do not understand. What does that mean?"

Charlie gave a sad sigh. "It means that you belong with the others and myself. We are your true family Isabella."

I asked him the one question that I believed I had already known the answer to. "Are you my father?"

"ISABELLA"

I came up from my mind to look up to Emmett.

"Why are you yelling at me?" I asked.

He sighed. "I have been standing here for ten minutes trying to get your attention."

"I'm sorry. I was thinking." I replied.

Emmett pulled me into his arms. "Are you doing okay little sister?"

I wrapped my arms around him. "I will be. I have to be." I whispered.

"Are you sure you want to go to Charlie's tonight? We can postpone it." He said.

"No, I am okay. We can go tonight. I want to see him. It's been far too long." I answered with a smile.

"Well alright. Let's go." Emmett said as he picked me up and flew out of the room and down to the first floor.

"Let me go, you big ape." I laughed while pounding my fists against his back.

He barked a laugh. "If you insist."

Emmett tossed me to the couch. Thankfully Jasper caught me before I could break it.

"You asshole. She would have broken the couch." Jasper growled.

Alice and Rosalie laughed. I could tell they missed this as much as I have.

"Alright. Let's go before we are late." I laughed.

We were once again in the truck and rolling down the road to Charlie's. Emmett followed Rose's directions. We were surprised to see his big house behind a gated fence. There was even a speaker box. Emmett pressed the button.

"I'm sorry but touring hours are over for the day. Come back tomorrow." A voice said from the speaker.

Rose leaned over Emmett and spoke to the person.

"Actually we aren't here for a tour. We are here to see Mayor Swan. Please let him know that Isabella is here."

It was silent.

Then the gate opened.

We followed the path up to the front doors where Charlie was standing on the front step with a huge smile on his face.

I was the first one out of the truck. I rushed into Charlie's arms which he wrapped around me.

"Father." I said quietly.

He laughed. "What have I told you Isabella?"

I laughed with him. "What have I told you dad?"

"Touche." He laughed and invited us in.

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