If There's A Heaven I'm In Hell

Summary: Charles Swan former priest tragically lost his life leaving behind his daughter Isadora who now must take her place amongst the priesthood, only one problem though how does one serve god if they have no faith?

Twilight and Priest Crossover

Pairing: Bella/Priest

Author's Note: Hi guys okay so I know your probably wondering why I'm doing so many story's based on movies and what not that are unpopular but that's just because I have loads of ideas that I need to get out before I end up forgetting. I do not own Twilight or Priest.

Chapter 1

ISPOV

'Ugh is it that time again?' I thought to myself hearing the church bell ring out announcing that it was prayer time.

I scoffed at this, prayer time? Give me a break. What on earth were prayers supposed to accomplish? They didn't work for my father in his hour of need so why would they for anyone else?

You see many years ago a war broke out between humans and vampires, yeah you heard me right. The vampires killed over half the world population, though it would have been more had it not been for the legendary priests that came to mankind's rescue using the ancient arts of vampire combat they were taught by the church. My father being one of those priests fought not only for the safety of the people but for his family too, sadly though my mother's life was taken by the vamps when I was five years of age and they almost got me too had it not been for my father coming to my rescue.

After her funeral my father took me to Cathedral City, a place that was basically a safe haven for humanity against the dangers that roamed the earth. Once the war was done and every last vampire was dealt with the order of the church instructed the priests to step down and live among humanity like normal people, which I thought was pretty stupid considering the priests had saved their asses from extinction and the order had basically spat in their faces in return.

From then on my father and I lived a steady life with him training me and teaching me all he knew encase one day something happened I'd be ready, though I never anticipated how soon that day would come.

A week after my sixteenth birthday my father had suffered a heart attack and fell into a coma, and though I prayed and prayed to god till my face turned purple pleading with him not to take the only family I had away from me it just wasn't enough. Two months later my father past on to the next life with every priest in the city attending his funeral including a few of those from the order.

Speaking of the order they'd told me that as my father's remaining spouse it was my duty to carry on his legacy by taking the vow that would guide me into priesthood. Refusing to do so I told them I had no interest in becoming a priest, it wasn't that I was being selfish by not wanting to carry on in my fathers place not at all. The reason I couldn't and wouldn't join is because I'd lost complete and total faith in the man upstairs, my parents were my world and now they were gone I had nothing left.

So here I stood, a twenty five year old faithless outcast hell bent on a life of solitary confinement. That is if some people would just leave me alone.

I was currently in the middle of my daily meditation breathing in the incents surrounding me when I heard my door go.

Buuuuuzzz

'Just leave it whoever it is will come back' I mentally told myself.

Buuuuuuzz

Nope just ignore it's not important.

Buuuz buuuuuuzz

"Oh for the love of all that is holy" I sighed in annoyance getting up to go see who it was.

This had better be good otherwise someone was gonna pay for disturbing my concentration time.

Going to the intercom beside the door I pressed answer call but groaned when I saw his face pop up on the screen.

"What do you want?" I asked him.

"We need to talk" he said and I scoffed at this.

"I very much doubt that" I flatly spoke.

"Isa, please" he pleaded.

Huffing at this I closed my eyes for a moment before pressing a button on the screen.

"Come in" I told him as the screen went blank.

I then went to unlock the door and left it open as I walked over to my window, which had a great view of the city. I didn't bother to turn round when I heard him approaching, he knew where we stood.

"So tell me, what is it you want?" I asked him.

"It's been over a month since I've heard from you, I wanted to ensure you were ok" he said.

"Well as you can see I'm perfectly fine so you can leave now" I told him.

"Isa, I'm sorry" he spoke with remorse.

"Your sorry?" I asked laughing to myself, "the only true friend I had let me down in an hour of need and your sorry?" I asked him and there was a moment's silence before he spoke up.

"I know there's nothing I can say that will make up for what I've done..."

"Don't you mean what you didn't do?" I gave back.

"What I didn't do then but I've come to you today to make peace for my mistakes and beg your forgiveness" he said.

"Forgiveness is a hard thing, especially for those who no longer have a heart" I said quoting the words that Orelas (the leader of the order) had spoken to me.

"Don't say that, you do have a heart Isa" he said.

"Not according to the church I don't" I said clenching my jaw.

"Well they're wrong" he firmly spoke.

"Isn't that classed as blasphemy? Going against the word of the church? Remember to go against the church is to go against god" I reminded him though inwardly rolled my eyes at that ridicules saying as I'd always found it to be quite pathetic.

"I promised your father that I would protect and look out for you at all times and I have no intention of breaking that promise, not even for god" he said.

"You stood by as they judged me, you watched as those people belittled me for not wanting join the ministry and then allowed them to cast me to the outskirts of the city" I bitterly said.

"I was a coward, I should have spoken up..."

"BUT YOU DIDN'T!" I yelled spinning round to face him. "I NEEDED YOU! I NEEDED MY FRIEND TO STAND UP FOR ME! TO FIGHT FOR ME! But instead you chose to side with them" I said feeling the tears leave my eyes.

"Isa I..."

"But you know what? It's all good because by this time tomorrow non of it will matter to me anymore" I said.

"What do you mean?" he asked looking at me in question.

"I'm leaving, for good" I told him.

"What? No, you can't" he protested.

"Yes I can and I am. There's nothing here for me anymore, it's time I move on" I said.

"You truly believe you have nothing?" he asked with sad filled eyes.

"That's right" I nodded as he shook his head.

"You're wrong, there's me. I-I care about what happens to you" he said.

"Of course you do your a priest, your meant to care" I shrugged.

"Even if I wasn't a priest I would still care" he assured me moving closer.

"Everyone who cares for me always ends up leaving me in the end, I'm better off alone" I told him.

"As your priest and friend I beg you to stay" he said gently caressing my cheek with his hand.

Though I admit that this was without doubt the most sensual moment of my life I kept my guard up and did my best to ignore the fluttering sensation in my chest. Reaching my hand up to cover his own I carefully took it away from my face and placed it back at his side.

"Don't, just don't" I said.

"I know what you're going through, I understand your pain" he said.

"No you have no idea what I'm going through, my family's gone but yours isn't. You had a fiancé, a daughter and a brother that you chose to leave behind and though you've had the option of returning to them you stood by the church and allowed them to push you around. At least my father was brave enough to come back for my mother and me, and though it wasn't the reunion in which he'd hoped for the fact is that he came and that is something that will stay with me forever. My father was my hero and when I lost him as well as my mother it was like having my heart ripped out and being laughed at by the devil himself. I'd lost everything that meant something to me, can you honestly tell me that you understand now?" I asked him tears flowing.

He looked like he wanted say something because his mouth was moving but no words came out.

"Please just go" I weakly pleaded feeling in no mood to fight anymore.

"I can't" he spoke with agony.

"Leave me, if you truly care anything for me you will walk away and never look back" I said cupping his cheek with my hand this time as he leaned into it. "Be the priest I know and set me free. Say goodbye to me, now" I gently spoke.

Leaning his forehead against my own he then took me into his arms both of us tightly embracing the other in a final farewell

"Promise me something?" he asked smoothing down my hair.

"What?" I asked.

"Just…stay safe, please. If anything ever happened to you and I wasn't there to protect you I'd never forgive myself" he said.

Pulling back to look at him I took in every last detail of his features wanting to memorize the heavenly face of the man I'd had a crush on since the age of eighteen.

"I promise" I said nodding my head.

He then leaned down to press a kiss against my forehead lingering for a moment before pulling back to look me in the eye.

"Goodbye Isa" he tenderly spoke.

I sniffled at this and watched with pure agony as he turned and walked out my apartment taking what was left of my broken heart with him.

"I love you"

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