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Cullen mansion...
The atmosphere inside the Cullen mansion was tense.
Not hostile. Just heavy.
Too many secrets had accumulated over the past few months.
Too many questions remained unanswered.
The front door opened and Charlie stepped inside, bringing the smell of rain with him.
The Cullens greeted him politely.
Esme offered him a warm smile.
Carlisle shook his hand.
Emmett gave an awkward wave from the staircase.
Yet Charlie barely noticed any of them.
The moment he entered, his eyes locked onto Edward.
The young man didn't even have time to speak.
Charlie was already walking toward him.
Fast. Purposefully.
"Where's Bella?"
The room grew quiet.
"...."
"...."
"...."
Charlie stopped directly in front of Edward.
"Do you have any idea how many times I've called?"
His voice wasn't angry. Not really.
It was worried.
A father's worry.
"Months, Edward."
Charlie shook his head.
"Months."
His hands clenched slightly.
"I couldn't reach her. Nobody gave me a straight answer. Every time I asked, somebody changed the subject."
Edward already knew exactly what Charlie was thinking.
His gift made that impossible to avoid.
The worry. The frustration.
The sleepless nights.
The constant fear that something had happened to Bella.
Then how he found out about Jojo's identity.
Edward sighed inwardly.
-Sigh!
"...."
Then his gaze drifted toward Jojo.
Who was sitting comfortably on the couch nearby.
"So,"
Edward said dryly.
"You should probably be more careful."
Jojo blinked hearing his response.
Then gave him the flattest look imaginable.
A look that practically screamed:
'You are really blaming me right now?'
Considering Edward was the one who had disappeared with Bella for months,
Jojo wasn't particularly eager to save him.
Fortunately for Edward—Or unfortunately—Fate intervened.
Though if one asked Jojo later, he'd probably suspect Inadu.
The witch had just entered the room.
Calm.
Graceful.
Elegant.
And somehow—Edward's foot suddenly caught on absolutely nothing.
Or perhaps something.
Nobody could quite tell.
Edward lost his balance.
His eyes widened.
For the first time all evening.
And then—
-THUD.
He pitched forward face-first.
Directly into Jojo's boot.
Silence.
For exactly one second.
Then—Emmett exploded.
The giant vampire nearly doubled over laughing.
"HAAHAHAHAHA!"
"Legend Repeats Itself..."
Rosalie immediately turned away.
Not because she wasn't laughing.
Because she was trying and failing to hide it as she had the most perfect view of this incident.
Jasper covered his mouth.
Alice outright abandoned the effort and laughed openly.
Even Carlisle looked suspiciously close to smiling.
Charlie blinked. Then blinked again.
"...."
Edward slowly lifted his face from Jojo's boot.
The dignity had left the room.
Possibly forever.
Jojo looked down at him.
Expressionless.
"Comfortable?"
That did it.
Emmett completely lost control.
The room erupted.
Even Charlie found himself snorting despite everything.
The tension that had dominated the mansion since his arrival shattered instantly.
For a brief moment—No monsters.
No transformations. No supernatural conspiracies.
Just Edward Cullen discovering that immortality did not protect someone from embarrassment.
Edward stood up slowly. Very slowly.
"...."
His expression perfectly blank.
Which only made everyone laugh harder.
Near the doorway, Inadu calmly folded her arms.
A tiny smile appeared on her face.
Whether she had actually tripped Edward or not—
Nobody could prove it.
And she certainly wasn't volunteering any answers.
Meanwhile, Charlie finally wiped a tear from his eye after laughing harder than he had in months.
Then he pointed at Edward.
"Okay."
He took a deep breath.
"No more distractions."
His expression became serious again.
"Take me to my daughter."
The laughter gradually faded.
The room became quiet once more.
And this time—Nobody tried changing the subject.
Just as Charlie finished speaking, prepared to finally see Bella after months of confusion and worry, movement near the staircase drew everyone's attention.
The room grew quiet.
Esme Cullen descended the stairs carefully.
In her arms was a small bundle wrapped securely in soft blankets.
At first Charlie didn't pay much attention.
His entire focus was still on Bella.
Then Esme stopped in front of him.
Smiling gently.
And held out the child.
Charlie blinked caught off guard.
"...What's this?"
The moment the words left his mouth, he realized how stupid they sounded.
Of course it was a baby.
But something about the child felt...
Strange.
Not dangerous. Just unusual.
The infant wasn't sleeping.
Wasn't crying. Wasn't fussing.
Instead, the child was staring at everyone in the room.
Watching. Observing.
Those eyes carried an awareness that no newborn should possess.
Charlie suddenly found himself staring back.
And the longer he looked—The more familiar the child seemed.
Not physically.
Something else.
A gesture.
An expression.
A tiny tilt of the head.
There was something of Bella in there.
Something unmistakable.
Before he could figure it out, Esme carefully placed the baby into his arms.
The sheriff reacted automatically, supporting the infant with surprising care despite his confusion.
The child immediately looked up at him.
Studying him. Charlie froze.
"...."
Esme's smile widened slightly.
"Congratulations, Charlie."
The sheriff blinked. Then blinked again.
"What?"
Carlisle stepped forward. His expression warm.
"You've become a grandfather."
Silence. Complete silence.
"...."
"...."
"...."
The words entered Charlie's ears.
Then promptly refused to process.
Grandfather.
The word bounced around his skull several times.
Grandfather. Grand... Father.
Charlie slowly looked down at the child.
Then at Carlisle.
Then back at the child.
Then toward Edward.
Then back at the child again.
His brain appeared to be attempting emergency repairs.
"I..."
He paused.
"I knew Bella was pregnant."
Another pause. Longer this time.
"But..."
Charlie looked at the baby again.
Then around the room.
Then back at the baby.
"...I wasn't expecting to meet my granddaughter before I met my daughter."
Emmett immediately turned away before he started laughing again.
Rosalie coughed suspiciously into her fist.
Alice bit her lip.
Even Jojo looked mildly entertained.
The child continued staring at Charlie.
Unblinking. Curious.
Almost as if she were evaluating him.
Charlie noticed. And somehow that made everything weirder.
"Why is she looking at me like that?"
Nobody answered immediately.
Because honestly—That was a very fair question.
The baby reached out one tiny hand toward Charlie's beard.
Her fingers closed around it.
Charlie froze again.
The child immediately seemed pleased with herself.
That earned the first genuine smile from the exhausted sheriff all night.
"...Well."
He sighed.
"I guess this makes me officially old."
That finally broke the room.
Laughter echoed through the mansion once more.
Even Charlie found himself chuckling despite the overwhelming confusion.
A few hours earlier he had witnessed a flaming skeleton fighting monsters in the forest.
Now he was holding his granddaughter.
Life had become very strange.
After a few moments, Charlie looked down at the child again.
His smile softened.
For all the weirdness.
For all the unanswered questions.
For all the supernatural nonsense apparently surrounding his family.
This part felt real.
The infant blinked up at him.
And Charlie felt something in his chest loosen.
Then he looked back toward Edward.
His expression immediately sharpened.
"Okay."
The smile vanished.
"Now take me to Bella."
Edward visibly winced.
Because somehow facing vampires, werewolves, and supernatural disasters felt easier than facing his father-in-law.
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