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Old Times...New Beginnings

Summary:
Edward left. Renne took Bella back to Jacksonville. Edward and the Cullens come back to Forks, but Bella is already gone. Now, sixteen years later Bella is 34 years old and has two twin children. Bella and her children come back to Forks to take care of Charlie. What will happen when the Cullen's meet her and her family? Can Bella and Edward still love each other? How will her kids react?


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14. Chapter 14

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It had been a week since Bella had gotten sick. She was now much healthier and plenty more cheerful. Things were great, she was cooking, I was trying to help her cook, and somewhat failing. We were happy.

I couldn’t say that for every person in the house, though.

Whenever I passed Al, she would glare at me and not say a word. Or, if she was feeling particularly nasty she’d simply remember or imagine images, naughty or not, of Bella and her previous husband.

Jeremy would simply look at me roll his eyes, bite his lip and look at the ground, or stop himself from laughing every time Al would conjure some sort of fantasy of her parents.

I had gone from a truce and an evolving relationship with the two to…well, hell. Things had surely gone downhill since they went to La Push. That is why I blame the Black boy, he was the one who invited them, he was the one who told Al and Jeremy about werewolves, he was the one who first hinted to Al about vampires, and he was the one who had kissedAlice. That made me angrier than anything else.

Every time I thought of the Black boy kissing her it made me angrier and angrier, there was also a particular emotion I couldn’t describe, almost like protectiveness. The phrase that kept coming to mind was “no boy will touch her.”

It wasn’t the way I felt about any man touching Bella, no. It was different, like I wanted her to stay safe and innocent, like I didn’t want her in danger, or to be exposed to the teenage world. I didn’t know why I had these feelings until the day Bella had described it to me.

“Its parental instincts,” she said, while chopping vegetables, “I have them all the time. I don’t know why, but you seem to have a fatherly connection with Al, almost as if you want to keep her as a little girl in daddy’s arms forever, that’s how it’s usually put. It sure is interesting, though.”

Fatherly instincts…Ha! That is preposterous, isn’t it? In any case, Al hated me, Jeremy didn’t seem to show any emotion, and Bella was madly in love with me.

This was going to be hard.

Tonight I was staying over for dinner. Of course, I wasn’t eating anything, but it was just nice to be with Bella. Her kids…the feeling escaped me. As we all sat down, Al and Jeremy started digging into their food when the doorbell rang. Bella went to answer it and she gasped a bit.

“Ah, Alice, please come here.” she said. Jeremy and I followed, curious to who was here for Al.

“Hi,” I heard the voice from the door and immediately knew who it was. “Sorry if I’m interrupting, Mrs. O’Leary, but I just wanted to talk to Al for a minute.”

I glared in his direction, my eyes burning into his body, hoping that a hole will burn right through him. I noticed he had a bouquet of flowers behind his back. Mongrel. He looked in my direction and glared right back. My currently amber eyes looked right into his deep brown eyes and he didn’t dare back down, instead he decided to send me a message.

Watch it, leech. One wrong move and you’ll have to answer to the pack and I. Get that straight. We’re always watching.

I stiffened, remembering what his father had said to Bella the night of the senior prom years ago. Jacob Black had come, unknowing of the seriousness of his father’s threat, to warn Bella of their actions against us. I, and my family, were the only ones who knew what the seemingly harmless sixteen year old would become, as his children after him…a dog, a mutt, a flea-ridden werewolf. It sickened me to see that the tradition continued after three generations. Joshua took my reaction as a notice to the fact I received his message.

“Hey, Jeremy,” he looked at me once more, “Edward…nice to see you all. I was hoping that I could borrow Al for a while, if that’s alright.”

“We were eating dinner,” I snarled.

“Are you now?” he mocked, what’s on the menu? Grizzly’s, possibly, or how do you have some civilians at home in the fridge? He had gone way too far and I growled as hard as I could and resisted the urge to rip out his larynx.

“Mum, I’m not that hungry,” Al added quickly, “please, can I go just a while?”

“Well…I think it’s alright, as long as you’re safe. Nothing dangerous, understood?”

“Like being with him isn’t dangerous?” I immediately regretted letting that slip out.

Joshua looked shocked and was trembling, trying to hide the anger that threatened to burst out in him. Al clenched her fists and tears had sprung in her eyes. Jeremy rolled his eyes and leaned against the wall. Bella just rubbed her temples and looked at me, exasperated.

“I’m sorry, Joshua. Please go on ahead and have fun.”

“That’s alright, Mrs. O’Leary, I know I’m not the only one who doesn’t have the best control…especially around people.” He sniggered in my direction, held out his arm for Al and walked out the front door.

Once they were out of the drive, Bella turned on me.

“What were you thinking?” she yelled, “Edward, you just had to open your mouth while Joshua was here! He won’t hurt Al, I know that, I know his father, I know his grandfather…”

“But you don’t know him.” I said back, “He is dangerous and is threatening me and my family, I don’t call that very trustworthy.”

“I’m sorry if this is a sensitive topic for you, but I am doing what I think is best for my daughter. And right now Al needs friends, she needs to be one of the girls, not one of the sports-crazy boys, and she needs someone who isn’t her brother who cares for her and knows her and understands her. Forgive me if my parenting isn’t as satisfactory as it should be, Edward, but I am a single mother with two teenage children, a teenage vampire boyfriend, and a daughter dating a werewolf, it’s not so easy, in case you haven’t noticed.”

“I’m sorry; I shouldn’t have been so blunt. Forgive me.”

“Oh Edward, just admit that you’re wrong.”

“But I’m not…”

“You are impossible, do you know that?” she smiled and went into the kitchen. Jeremy walked over to me and took a deep breath.

“Alright Edward,” he sighed, “Let’s understand something. My mum is right. Al needs to be understood by a friend, who she loves or not, and she needs to be a girl. There is way to much pressure for her to be a “tough guy” and I don’t like that. I’m glad that Josh is here, so if you have any problems about that, you need to talk to her and not be a know-it-all jackass who doesn’t listen. Alright?”

I was somewhat amazed at Jeremy’s words; he was smart and cared deeply for his sister and didn’t want her to get hurt either, so I guess we agreed on some ground.

“Thank you for the advice, but why not you tell her yourself?” he snorted with laughter, which became infectious and smiled despite myself.

“You’d think she’d listen to me, sure. Nice one, man. Just talk to her, ok? Good talk,” he patted my shoulder, “now I’m hungry, so I’ll let you think about you’re little heart to heart while I enjoy my brisket.” He went into the kitchen and I followed, actually thinking about how I would talk to a teenage girl.

This was definitely going to be harder than I thought.