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Charlie's Final Request
I was at my old house in Forks, the house that I haven’t been too in over 20 years, every single Cullen was standing right beside me, in front of us was the La Push pack lead by Sam Uley, on his right side was Jacob Black.
“What are you doing here” Sam said, I walked forwards,
“I came to see my father for the last time” I said quietly, Earlier that day, Alice had told me that my father was going to die of old age around 6:00 pm. we left our house in Denali around noon and came back to Forks; Carlisle contacted the wolves so meet us around 5:30 pm.
“So what, your just going to pop in there looking like you did 20 years ago” Sam said.
“Yes, please, I want to see my father before he passes away” I said again, “Please” I asked, Sam thought it over and nodded,
“You can visit him, but why don’t we inform him first before you walk it, looking like a 18 year old when you should by 38” he said, I nodded, a couple minutes later, Sam walked out and motioned us in the house. I walked through the door with Edwards arm around my waist. In the living room was Charlie, who was lying on one of those medical beds, watching Television.
“Charlie, Isabella is here with her family” Sam said, I could see Charlie face light up from where I stood, in the kitchen.
“Really, can I see her” he said his voice sounding really weak, it broke my heart.
“Sure, But before you can see her, there is something you should know” he said, Charlie face dropped,
“She not pregnant, is she” he asked, I smiled; Charlie was always protective of me, even after I was married, and 38.
“No, she is not pregnant, Like I explained earlier, Bella looks the same as she was 20 years ago, so does every single Cullen, they look younger, younger then they should.” Sam explained, Charlie looked confused,
“What are you talking about?” he asked, Sam motioned for us to come in and we did.
“Hi dad” I said, she just stared at me, he touched my face, it looked like he was making sure that I wasn’t a dream.


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