A/N: For reference to what Bella has just finished discussing with her father, refer to my one-shot, How I Met Your Mother. I didn't feel like typing it back in again. Enjoy. Sorry for the long wait.

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Chapter 8: Smooth Talking Vamps Are No Help At All

BPOV

Charlie sat there in shock, after I had broken the news to him. He had been thoroughly distracted by Edward's sidetracking to his past, with my mother. The red flare of anger in his cheeks had subsided.

He stuttered for a moment. I was just glad he didn't have his gun on him. He looked from Edward, to me, and back again. He was deciding how to react to the whole ordeal. His face started to turn red again and the thick, purple vein in his neck was pulsing rapidly, but before he blew up, he calmed himself down.

“Bella.” he said through clenched teeth and with eyes pinched closed.

“Yes, father?” I asked, trying to keep the civility that had been managed for this long.

“Can I have a moment with you, in private?” he asked, motioning towards the kitchen.

I nodded then realized he couldn't see it, so I voiced my agreement. I threw Edward a questioning glance, as I moved from the couch. He nodded infinitesimally, assuring me that Charlie wasn't going to cause a scene. I followed Charlie to the kitchen, where he immediately slumped into the chair at the kitchen table.

He put his head in his hand. When he finally looked up and met my eyes, he seemed resigned. Yes! We might've won him over. I thought, trying not to get too ahead of myself just yet.

“Bella. Are you sure about this? I mean…marriage…it's a lot of work. It's a big step. You just graduated.” he said, practically pleading for me to say no with his eyes.

“Yes, dad. I'm absolutely sure. I know that Edward could not choose anyone other than me, and I feel the same for him. We love and care for each other, deeply. I know that you would not have wanted your parents to tell you that you could not marry mom because you were too young.” I said, trying to keep my confidence.