Impossible Possibilities

Chapter 10

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters or anything related to The Twilight Saga.

Impossible Possibilities

Chapter Ten

EPOV

"I know dad...

I missed you too..

Did you get my postcard?...

Yes I'll be sad to leave but I can't wait to get home...

We should be landing at around 5pm...

Okay 7.30pm is fine to come round...

Love you too, see you later...

we, er have a lot to talk about. Bye Dad."

Snapping her mobile shut with a worried sigh, I watched Bella shove the phone into her back pocket before reaching down to fix the blankets around Mason's snoring little body.

Bella had been on the phone with Charlie for the past half an hour informing him of our return home this evening. To say Charlie was excited would be a major understatement. Hearing his happiness at seeing his daughter tonight after just the three weeks we'd been away, solidified that what we were going to do was the right thing. Charlie was going to meet his grandson.

A week had passed since Masons birth and mother and son were both perfectly healthy. As the days grew on, Masons appearance gradually started to change. His adorable, wrinkly little chubby face had evened out and lost most of his newborn pinkness. His bronze hair had grown an inch longer and started to curl over the top of his head. His body had elongated and unfurled from its rather curled up positions and his range of movement had increased rapidly. In just his one week of life, he'd managed to gain the strength to support his own head, aswell as being able to reach out for things and people as he felt. To most people he would seem to be a few months old in appearance but of course we knew better.

Although his rapid growth was a major worry, we were all starting to relax slightly, knowing that there was little we could do right now and that a baby as healthy as Mason surely could not be doomed to such a short life. We all vowed to do as much research as possible once Charlie had been dealt with. The decision to let Charlie meet Mason came relatively easy. Every time Carlisle would hold Mason, Bella's eyes would fill with sadness and longing. One night Carlisle had pulled me to one side and asked me if he had done something wrong to make Bella upset with him. I was quick to reassure him that it wasn't anything he had done. I knew my wife well enough to see what was hurting her. She wanted her dad in our sons life. She saw Carlisle and realised all that Charlie would miss out on.

One night while Bella and Mason slept peacefully upstairs, the others and I discussed in great detail the pros and cons of letting Charlie make his own conclusions regarding our lives. In the end we had all agreed that if the secret wasn't told we would not be breaking the rules. We all agreed that Charlie should be told before hand of the danger he would be getting involved with by deciding to ignore the strange goings on around him. If he agrees to not ask questions and accept how things are, we couldn't see any problems with Bella having her father in her life.

The morning after our discussion, when I had told Bella that we all agreed with her plan for her father and Mason, she had very nearly forgotten our watching family and had her way with me on the living room sofa. Tears of joy had filled her eyes before she flung her arms around my neck and proceeded to straddle my thighs, kissing me with more passion than I had ever before seen. My body had started reacting to her sudden movements before I even realised that our audience were getting quite the show. It pained me to do it but I'd lifted her away from me and back onto her seat by my side, while trying to discreetly hide my arousal with one of the sofa cushions. Needless to say my not so discreet manoeuvre was fodder for many a following joke from my dear brothers.