A/N - A new story for you. I will update once a week on Mondays. Just an idea I came up with. Another famous Edward and not so famous Bella story. However I haven't found any like this in all my readings. Hope you enjoy.

Now on with the story Flight Wings.

"Bella, come on. We're going to be late. You just need a change of clothes. We can wear the same uniform tomorrow," My dad said hollering to me on my cell phone.

"I know, Dad. It's not my fault you agreed to this trip two hours ago. I only got home last night from my last trip. I don't have my duffel repacked for these quick trips." After I spit that out, I said, "I'm about to leave my condo. I'll meet you at the airport. Good bye dad."

At the airport, I went into the executive terminal and stored my gear in the pilots' lounge while I was waiting for my Dad and checking out the plane. As I approached the counter, my parents came in with their bags in hand. Sam at the counter said, "So you are the two pilots, they got to fly Edward Cullen and Tanya Denali to L.A. for Christmas Eve."

"Dad, we're flying Edward Cullen!"

"Yes. Now get your act together so that we can check out the plane and be ready to go when our passengers get here. I expect you to be very professional."

"Of course, I will. Dad, which plane?" I settled down and dad and I went out to start getting the jet ready. Mom stayed in the terminal. My dad and I were a great team when it came to flying; some days I think he had wished that one of my two brothers had followed after him. I knew he was happy with how it had ended up with my interest and love for flying and I was his baby girl. Once the plane was checked over, we got our gear stored and had my Mom settled in the jump seat in the cockpit waiting for our passengers.

We heard bickering going on outside the plane on the tarmac; my dad and I stepped down off the plane and headed towards the couple walking toward us. As we approached, Tanya Denali said, "Finally," and stopped in a huff as we finish reaching them.

I reached my hand out and said, "Hello. My name is Isabella Swan and I am your pilot this evening. This is Charlie Swan and he will be the copilot."

Edward stepped forward and shook both of our hands saying, "Hello." After he shook our hands, he looked back at me and asked, "You are my pilot?"

My dad stepped in and said, "Yes, she is. She's been flying since she was 10 and has been flying jets since she was 18."

"Wow, that's remarkable," Edward stated.

"Thank you," I said.

Tanya said, "Well, that's great and all, but do you think we can get moving? I would like to get to L.A. tonight that is what we are paying you all for, anyway."

My dad stepped forward and picked up Tanya's bag. I was used to assisting with bags and as I stepped forward to get Edward's bag, he said, "I have it," and we all headed towards the plane.

Tanya stomped away ahead of us and I heard her say to Edward, "She offered to carry your bag. That's what they are here for."

Then I saw Edward gently put his empty hand up to her arm and said, "No it's not. Their job is to fly us to L.A."

"Well, you are paying them enough that she could carry your bag for you."

And he must've squeezed her arm a little tighter, "No," he said. "It's to fly us to L.A. on Christmas Eve on three hours notice. That is why I am paying them so much. Now be quiet and get on the plane. Remember, there are no flight attendants on this fight; if you need a drink, I guess I can get you one if you can't get your own."

By that point, we had all made it on board the plane. Dad and I did store their bags. As I started up the engines and ran our final checks, my dad closed the door and explained the safety features to the two of them. Then he got settled into his seat, we taxied away. The flight over was uneventful. We landed and finished taxing up to executive terminal. I finished shutting all the equipment down and logging our travel information while my dad got out their bags and left ours for easy access once they left. I came out of the cockpit as my dad was escorting them down the steps. Two cars were also pulling up onto the tarmac by the jet. The plan as I had been told was we would head home around noon. As I exited the plane after everyone, I said, "Merry Christmas. See you both at noon tomorrow."

Tanya then turned around and said, "Edward, I told my mom we wouldn't be going home until tomorrow evening."

He looked at her and said, "No you said 'We could go home between noon and five.' Since this was the only pilot and copilot I could get, they agreed to returning tomorrow at noon. That's what I offered and they agreed to that. I thought that they might like to spend part of Christmas day with their family, too."

"But," Tanya said.

Edward started to stop her. Then I piped up and said, "How about a compromise? We meet here at 2 pm."

"Fine," she said got into their car.

Edward came up, shook my hand and said, "Thank you. We'll see you tomorrow at 2 pm. Merry Christmas."

With that they were off, I went in and took care of the plane. Mom and Dad put our luggage in the second car. Boy were we laughing about Tanya's behavior driving down the road plus feeling bad for Edward. However, I thought to myself, he chose to date her so he deserved it. We spent the evening with my brother. The next morning, we went to church and had a wonderful brunch with him for Christmas. We then headed back to the airport. We stowed our gear and got my mom settled in the jump seat. Finally at 2:20, Edward and Tanya showed up. This time Edward gestured us to stay on the plane. He had both their bags in his hands and again was gently prodding Tanya towards the plane. "We'll be right on board. I'm sorry we're late."

With that Tanya muttered, "We're not that late." Then she got on board and into her seat. My dad and Edward stored their bags. With that we quickly taxied and headed back to Las Vegas. After a very quiet flight, we all exited the plane. Tanya said, "Thank you and Merry Christmas." She stormed off to their car.

Edward however said, "Thank you, very much, Charlie and Isabella. Merry Christmas. But Isabella, I need to ask you a question? Charlie, why don't you go get your wife. She doesn't need to stay seated on the plane any longer."

"Fine and thank you."

"Isabella, how long have you and your dad been doing this?"

First, Edward, please call me Bella; I only get called Isabella when I am in trouble. To answer your question, since I was 19, the first time it happened my dad's copilot got sick so I filled in for him. After that I would go along as needed as a copilot until I was fully certified. We started getting requested once I was certified. I was making enough money doing this that it covered my school expenses. People thought it was great being flown being flown around by a father - daughter team. Once in awhile we fly with other pilots, due to our schedules. It's really funny when our passengers show up and ask me for a drink because they think I am the flight attendant; but then I slip into the pilot's seat."

"What else do you do?"

"I am also a flight instructor for both prop planes and jets. I am about to start my final semester of college to get my master's degree in architecture." By that point, my parents had rejoined us with all our bags.

"Well, once again thank you for what you did for us and putting up with Tanya's tantrums. Sorry for the change in times today and that we were late. Have a Merry Christmas all of you and enjoy dinner on me tonight. This is for you both."

"Thank you," I said as I accepted the envelope. "Merry Christmas." As my parents were also shaking Edward's hand saying goodbye and Merry Christmas, we heard a horn from the parking lot.

My mother said giggling almost, "I believe you are being paged."

With that Edward picked up their bags and said, "I think so, too. Merry Christmas again."

We then headed back to my parents' house to celebrate Christmas a little later than we expected. Once I parked in front of their house and grabbed my fight case, I made it into the house. I handed dad the envelope and said, "Here dad. You go ahead and open it." My dad pulled out a fistful of money. It was ten $100 bills.

"Wow, that was really nice. That doubled what we had each made on that trip."

~~~~~~~~~~~FW~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

On January 3, I was leaving campus after meeting with my advisor when my cell phone rang. I answered the phone realizing it was the pilot service, "Hello!"

"What are you doing from the 10th to the 15th of this month?"

"Nothing. Just getting ready for school and working on my final project. I need to be back for class by the 19th though."

"I have a gentleman that would like flight instruction on the 10th to New York and back to here on the 15th. He'll pay all your expenses while you are in New York as well."

"Why me?" I learned to ask because a lot of men did not want women instructors. "Did you mention to them that I was a female instructor?"

"I didn't have too; he requested you."

"Who is it?"

"Edward Cullen."

"What you have to be kidding?"

"No. Well, are you interested?"

"This is legit."

"Yes, it sounds perfectly legit. He says he has meetings in New York and wants to continue getting his pilot's license. So what do you say 12 hours flight instruction, you can enjoy New York, work on school work and get paid. Which rate should I tell him?"

"$250.00 an hour for actual flight instruction time."

"Okay. If he says yes, when do you want to meet with him?"

"Tomorrow is my only choice because I am on a trip after that. Please let him know I will want to see his log books, current credentials and talk to his prior instructor. Call me back and let me know what he says. If it is a go, get me an address for where and when to meet preferably around lunchtime."

"I'll let you know."

Half an hour later, I was back in my condo when my cell phone rings. "Yes."

"It's a go. You'll meet with him at noon tomorrow. Tell me when you're ready and I'll give you the address and phone number." I was then given the address and directions. "He agreed to all your criteria; I'm going to take you off availability for the 10th to the 15th. If for some reason you have problems tomorrow; just let me know so we can open you back up. What jet do you want to use?"

"How about N1858Q? It's one of our smaller ones, but has the range. By the way, did he say if there would be any passengers besides us?"

"No, it will just be the two of you."

The next day, I pulled up to a security gate, press the service button and I heard, "Yes."

"Bella Swan to see Edward Cullen."

"Okay. Please pull into the courtyard and wait there for security to meet you. They'll escort you into the house."

"Thank you," and I drove through the gate and followed the winding driveway until I found the house and courtyard. A security guard was already waiting for me in the courtyard. He opened my door for me. I gathered up my flight bag and stepped out of the car. "Hello," I said.

"Hello, I'm Jake. Please follow me." He escorted me inside and led me to the back of the house where we ended up in the dining room.

Edward met us there and he said, "Ms. Swan, why don't you have a seat? We'll have lunch first and talk. Then we can get down to business of flying, if that is okay?"

"Only, if you stop calling me Ms. Swan. My name is Bella."

"Okay, Bella, why don't you have a seat?" and he was pulling out my chair for me.

"Thank you."

"What would you like to drink?"

"Water, please."

"Excuse me and I'll be back with our lunch and drinks." Edward then quickly returned with a cart. He served us a meal of Chicken Caesar salads, bread, fresh fruit and our drinks. Once Edward sat down, we both started in on our lunches. We chatted about his work and flying.

As I finished up my lunch, I asked, "Do you mind if I take a look at your log book now?"

"No, not a problem," and he handed it to me. As I went through it, I asked him questions about his logbook. Then I asked, "Do you mind if I talk to your previous flight instructor?"

"No, not at all. Let me see if I can get him on the phone." Edward quickly had him on the line. I spent 20 minutes talking to his old flight instructor. I learned that Edward was doing fine. He just needed to log more hours. The other instructor had even heard of me. He told me he still needed to work on instruments and his landings. Edward also hadn't had much time in weather. They'd done some work in medium winds, but not high winds. I passed the phone back to Edward; he talked some more. I heard Edward say, "She is … I am thinking about it … I'll let you know… Thank you Mr. Jenks."

"Thanks," I said to Edward once he had hung up.

"Thanks for what?"

"Letting me talk to Mr. Jenks."

"No problem."

"By the way, what did you mean when you said, 'you were thinking about it'?"

"Oh, he asked if I was still thinking about buying my own jet."

"Oh that's cool. I guess we need to continue working on you getting your pilot's license then. How about we sit down and go over the flight plan to New York? You can also tell me what you think you need to work on?"

We worked for another hour or so and then I said, "It looks like we're ready for next week. I'll see you at the airport at 10:00 am on the 10th. As I started to leave, I turned back to him and blurted out, "Why me?"

"Because you were wonderful at Christmas time and I wanted to see you again. You also handled my girlfriend with great care and respectfully."

"She's not going with us to New York City. I can't imagine she would turn down a shopping trip to New York."

"We broke up on New Year's Eve. She wanted me to fly somewhere to a party and once again thought I should charter another flight for her. After that, I sent her packing with a one way first class plane ticket wherever she wanted to go. She was too demanding and I did not get much from her. My agent thought she was a good girlfriend for me, so I went along with it for the last six months. At Christmas, I think she was disappointed I didn't propose. But I've had it with all the fake Hollywood glitz, I want a real woman. One that stands on her own not on the movies that she does and who she hooks up with during each film. I want a lady that enjoys ranches and big cities but hates the press as much as I do. I'm sorry I am telling you all this."

"That's okay, I don't mind. By the way, why are we off to New York? What kind of meetings are you going to?"

"I have a couple of appearances to do, but I'm also meeting with a couple of producers about a couple of new movies and my lawyers, as well."

"Alright, I'll see you soon." Edward walked me back to the security office. Then Jake walked me out to my car and again opened the door for me.

"Thank you, Jake."

"You're welcome, Bella. Have a good day."

A/N Please review and let me know what you think of the introduction and where it may be heading. Happy New Year and again Please Review.