YAY! I'm back (= I definetly missed writing and posting this story more that I thought I would. And I know I took a little longer than I said I would, but things have been crazy. The good news is, I have five chapters ready for you guys, so you should get a steady posting of chapter for a little while at least (=

Also, if you haven't read Becomes Attainable, this story won't make as much sense to you. I would suggest reading that one first. You don't have to, but it would help keep you on the same page as everyone else.. Just a suggestion (=

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BECOMES EVERYTHING

Full Summery: Sequel to BECOMES ATTAINABLE! Bella and Edwards life is perfect. They have each other and that's all that matters to them. They've started college, moved away from Forks, and are on the road to starting their own lives together. But what if things start to go wrong? What if their young, fresh marriage can't handle the stress of the real world? And what if the one thing you willingly left back in Forks, comes back to haunt you? What if things start to get thrown into this relationship that neither Bella nor Edward can handle? Will they take everything in stride? Or give up before they've really gotten a full chance at finally being together? Leaves off approximately four months after Becomes Attainable.

Chapter 1 .. Edward

"Bella, sweetheart? Are you ready?" I hollered up the stairs for Bella. She was going to make us late the second day in a row.

"Yes Edward! I'm coming." She bounded down the stairs with her bag in one hand and her jacket in the other.

"Thank you." I smiled and met her at the bottom, kissing her lightly before pulling her out the door. She smiled back and climbed into the Volvo. She threw her bag in the back and turned to look at me, still smiling. "I love you Bella."

"I love you too. Now let's go. You were the one rushing me, remember?" She giggled a little and I nodded.

"I know. So have you got your schedule straightened out yet?" I pulled out of the driveway and looked over at her for a second. Because of Bellas unique situation, her semesters were a little off from mine.

"Yeah, I think I got it all worked out. They want me to take on one more online class. I finished all my classes last semester with no problem, so I figured one more isn't going to hurt me. And maybe I'll be able to graduate with you." She smiled and leaned over, taking my free hand.

"I would like that." I wanted Bella to graduate when I did, but if she had to stay those couple extra months, I would be OK with it. She was actually going to college for a purpose. To become something. I was going because it was part of an arrangement that I had agreed to. Of course, I wanted to attend college anyways, so it all worked out.

That's how things had been lately. Perfect. Everything was falling into place way easier than I thought, and I was so happy. Me and Bella just celebrated four months of being married and we were just as happy as we were when we first got together a year ago. Sometimes I couldn't believe we had only been together for a year. It didn't feel that way. It felt like I had been dating this girl forever.

"I wanted to talk to you about something though." She squeezed my hand, bringing my mind back to the present.

"What's that love?"

"The diner, is hiring." She turned her head away from me slightly and I sighed

"No Bella." I looked over at her as I stopped for a red light and she slumped back in her seat. "How many times have we had this conversation?"

"Too many Edward. I can do it." She turned around to me completely and looked at me.

"You don't have to do it though Bella." We had been arguing over whether or not Bella should get a job. I say no. She says different.

"I know. But I want to. I sit at home for hours by myself because everyone else is either at work or school. I need something to do."

"You just said you were taking on another online class. That will give you something to do." I smiled at her and left the red light, turning the corner to the university.

"Ugh! Edward. I want to do this. It's only for three hours a day and at least I'll feel like I'm doing something productive. I know we don't absolutely need the money, but it would sure help." She turned back in her seat and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Can we talk about this later?" I pulled into a parking space and turned the car off.

"You always say that. You're going to have to really talk to me about it soon." She reached in the back for her bag and got out.

I quickly climbed out of my side and ran over to her, taking her hand and her bag. "We will. I promise. But not now. Let's get your schedule and head to class." I leaned down and kissed her cheek, squeezing her hand. "Maybe you'll have some classes with your really handsome husband."

"Yeah. But I wouldn't want him to find out about you, so lay low would ya?" She smiled and jumped up to kiss me quick before heading to the office.

I laughed and rolled my eyes, opening the door for her. Bella grabbed her correct schedule and we walked back out, heading to class. As we turned a corner, Bella accidentally ran into some guy. Her book fell to the ground and she stumbled backwards.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. Here let me help you." He bent down and grabbed her book while I reached for her with both hands, steadying her.

"You OK Bella?" I wiped a strand of hair from her face and she nodded, smiling at me.

"I'm fine Edward." She turned to the guy and reached for her book.

"Hm, A Midsummer Night's Dream? Good taste in plays." He handed the book back to her and she gave him a shy smile. "That's a great play. I've read it a couple times myself." He smiled at her and she nodded.

"Yeah. Um, thanks for getting that for me." She tucked the book in her bag and turned back to me. I had one eyebrow raised at this guy and tried to smile at her.

"No problem. So are you a fan of any other Shakespeare plays?" He leaned against the wall and crossed his arms.

"Yeah. Romeo and Juliet, A Merchant of Venice, Hamlet, Much Ado About Nothing." She let go of my hand and reached for his. "My name's Bella, by the way."

He shook her hand and smiled. "Jared. Nice to meet you Bella."

"And this is Edward." She smiled at me and I smiled back as best I could. I wasn't necessarily jealous, but he had yet to even acknowledge she was holding my hand.

"Hi Edward. I think I remember you. You were in my philosophy class last semester right?" He looked toward me, but then quickly back to Bella.

"Um, didn't pay much attention to other people in that class, but I might have been." I looked down at Bella and squeezed her hand. "We'd better get to class Bella." She looked up and nodded.

"It was nice meeting you Jared. See you around." She smiled a friendly smile and walked around him, with me in tow.

I turned to look at him as we were walking away and noticed his eyes were on her the whole time. If he was going to ogle my wife, he could be more discreet about it. I walked Bella to her first period, said my goodbyes and left, heading to my class.

The day passed by rather quickly, as did any other first day really, and I was finally heading home with Bella. We walked in the house and I tossed my keys on the table, setting our bags inside the door. "Alice? Jasper?" I walked to the kitchen table and saw a piece of paper on the dining table.

Edward and Bella.
Went out, be back later (:

Have fun!
A+J

"Looks like we have the house to ourselves." I turned to look at Bella and she smiled, running into my arms and hoisting herself up. I supported her and walked to the couch, gently throwing her down. She giggled and kept her arms around my neck.

We hadn't had a day to ourselves for almost a week and it felt good to finally just have her. Her, all alone. She started giggling and threw her head back as I placed kisses all down her neck. I roamed lower and eventually reached her collarbone and started sucking lightly. "Edward, oh, stop that." She was laughing and pushing gently against my chest. Not really trying hard, but working up to it.

"Why?!" I pulled back to look at her for a second, before kissing her lips.

"Because," I just kept kissing her. "We, oh." And again. "Homework Edward!" She pushed me off before I could get another kiss on her lips.

"Ugh. Bella, that can wait. We're alone. Do you know how much this happens? Never!" I smiled at her and pleaded with my eyes to just lay back and relax with her.

"I know Edward. And the quicker we get done, the quicker we can spend time together. I don't have that much, and I know you don't either. Remember last time we put off homework?" She smiled seductively at me and I grinned, remembering exactly what happened last time I chose her over homework.

"Alright." I sighed and lifted my hands on defeat. "Homework it is." I got up and grabbed our bags up, carrying them to the coffee table. Usually we went upstairs and laid in the middle of the floor of the little room, but since we were alone today, we stayed out here.

"Honey, can you run upstairs and get my book? It's on the bottom shelf." She smiled up at me and I nodded, jumping up and running up the stairs.

I got into the room and went over to the shelves, grabbing her purple text book. I turned to leave, but my eyes ran past the nightstand on her side of the bed. Her phone was lying there. I shook my head and chuckled. She barley ever had the thing on her. I walked over and grabbed it, pretty sure she had some missed calls. I ran back downstairs and saw her laying on her stomach on the floor. She had the coffee table pushed out of the way and had her pencil in her mouth.

"Boy don't you look sexy." I laid down right in front of her and leaned in for a kiss. She removed the pencil from her mouth and stretched over, kissing me hard.

"Thank you." She reached for the book and opened it.

"Welcome. You um, left your phone here today. Again." I slid it across the carpet over to her and she grabbed it, flipping it open.

"Opps." She scrolled down to see who the missed calls were from. "No one important. Except dad." She looked up at me and gave me a weak smile.

Her father and I were not getting along right now. I had tried and tried to apologize and explain to him why we ran off and got married the way we did, but he wasn't hearing any of it. According to him, it was all my fault he wasn't at his daughters wedding. That he didn't get the fatherly right to walk his daughter down the aisle. He said I was the only one to blame and that this was my fault. She wouldn't have even been engaged at eighteen in the first place if it weren't for me. I agreed. To an extent. It was my fault. I could have put a stop to it at any time, but I didn't. I was selfish and wanted this our way. I wanted to get married to Bella immediately. It worked for us though. It was us, what we were. She had no regrets, and I had no regrets. My parents had fully forgiven us, and were not mad anymore. However, Chief Swan, which is how I was to address him from now on, was very resentful toward me. He was angry enough that I took his daughter, but then I took her to Vegas and eloped with her. He was just coming to terms with the fact we were engaged. Hell, he was probably still coming to terms with the fact we were dating, then we ran off.

"Edward? Are you OK?" Bella was lightly tapping my hand and I nodded quickly.

"I'm fine love." I smiled at her and nodded my head toward the phone. "You should call him back."

She shook her head. "It can wait." She smiled back at me and shut the phone.

"Bella, call your father." I put my hand over the phone and opened it back up.

She talked to her father everyday. But she always tried to avoid talking to him around me. I didn't want that. Didn't want her to have to chose between me and her father. It wasn't right, and I was adult enough to admit he had a right to be upset with me. Maybe one day we'd work this all out, but she couldn't push him off because of me. I wouldn't allow it.

She nodded and put the phone in front of her, dialing the number. I got up to leave the room, to give her privacy, but she held my arm down. "Hey dad." She smiled at me and I laid back down, concentrating on the paper in front of me.

"No, I'm not busy. Yes, Edward's here." She smiled up at me, but it quickly faded. "No dad. Homework, actually. Yeah, school was good today. I got everything worked out and I'm starting a new class online tomorrow. Hopefully it will push forward graduating a little." She chuckled and kept her smile on me. "I'd love to go to dinner with you tonight." Her smile went away again and she grumbled. "Dad, he's coming. I'm not leaving him alone here."

I started to protest. "Bella, it's OK. I can stay here tonight. Go to dinner with your dad." I smiled at her but she shook her head.

"Stop being stubborn dad. OK. We'll see you tonight. Love you too." She hung up the phone and set it down, smiling back up at me

"Bella, you didn't have to do that." I leaned over, kissing her forehead. "You know it only upsets Charlie when I come around."

She shrugged. "I don't care. You're my husband, and he's my dad, if he can't come to terms with that, oh well. It wasn't all your fault that we did what we did, it was technically my idea. So why isn't he blaming me?"

"He shouldn't blame you." I leaned forward for another kiss, but she jumped up, closing her books and running to the kitchen. I laid there stunned for a moment before getting up and following her. I ran into the kitchen and came to a quick halt. She was standing on the counter, reaching onto the top shelf for a box. "Bella? What are you doing?" I walked up behind her and put my hands on her hips. She got a bit startled, but continued stretching for whatever it was she was looking for.

"I'm hungry." She grabbed the box of cookie mix and dropped it to the counter.

I lifted her down and set her in front of me. "Cookies?" I looked at he box, then back to her.

She giggled and nodded. "Help me?" She wrapped her arms around me and smiled up at me.

"Of course." I bent down and kissed her before grabbing the box and opening it up. I got all the ingredients for her and put the mixing bowl on the counter. I stepped back and let her do her favorite part before taking over again and popping the pan in the oven. "So where did this sudden urge come from?" I closed the oven and set the timer, turning back around to Bella.

She shrugged. "I don't know. I was hungry, and that's the first thing that came to mind." She smiled and tossed her arms over my shoulders, gripping the back of my neck with one while resting the other on my shoulder. "And plus, you look really hot with oven mitts on." She looked down to my hands and laughed, then pulled them off.

"Well jeez, if that's all it takes." I bent down and grabbed her up in my arms, attacking her lips with my own. She eagerly kissed back, while trying not to laugh. I lifted her up and set her on the counter, keeping my hands around her waist and pushing myself in between her legs.

She pulled away, slowly gasping for air and smiled at me. "God I love you Edward." Her head leaned back and she sighed.

"I love you too." I kissed her neck and moved down further til I reached the spot I knew she couldn't get enough of. Every time I barley even touched that spot she'd go nearly crazy.

"Oh whoa, OK Edward." She started giggling and attempted to push me away. I could feel her sighing and breathing heavily under my lips. I placed my hand on her chest, over her heart, and felt it pounding right through her chest.

"Hm?" I ran my hands down her sides and kissed my way up to her lips. When I reached them, she gripped the back of my head and forced my lips against hers as hard as she could. God how I loved this woman. She was fierce and passionate, and I loved that. She always surprised me, while at the same time I think I knew every move she was going to make. I would know when she was going to do something spontaneous, but I never knew exactly what it would be. That was her. Always trying so hard to make sure everyone around her was happy before herself.

Well, that's what I was for. I made sure she was happy at all times. We had not had one less than perfect moment of our marriage yet, and I was excited. I knew it was the 'newlywed' stage, but still. It had to be some kind of accomplishment that we'd been marriage little over four months and had yet to have one problem. School was going great. I either came home to, or came home with, Bella everyday. She was always right there next to me, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

When I married her, I thought this was it. I'll never love her more than I did then. But I was wrong, very wrong. Very naive. I fell more and more in love with this woman daily. Every morning I woke and felt her breath my name or wiggle closer to me, I felt better than I'd felt in my whole life. Every time I got to reach for her hand, her touch still sent sparks through my veins; up my arms and all around my chest. It felt like every time I touched her or even got close to her, it got stronger. Like my love for her could possibly get any better. But it did.

"Edward." She giggled and tightened her arms.

"Yes Bella?" I pulled away to breath and she looked me up and down.

"How come you can cook and not look like you've cooked?" She put her hands on my chest and pulled back further to see my whole body.

"I guess I'm just good." I smiled and leaned forward to close the gap between us.

"Hm. Well I guess I'll have to fix that." She smiled and I felt one hand leave my chest.

"No Bella!" But before I could run she wrapped her legs around me and gripped the counter. I immediately stopped, not wanting to jerk her off the counter and hurt her. She reached over and before I could turn back around a handful of flour hit me. It hit my chest and fell down my clothes, splaying all over the floor. I opened my eyes to look at her and she was giggling silently, with her hand over her mouth.

I grinned, slowly jerking my head up and down. She instantly saw my expression and tried to jump from the counter. "Edward!" She started to jump but I stepped in front of her, halting her movement.

"I see how this is going to go Bella." I wrapped on arm around her and grabbed a hand full of flour from beside her, dumping it on her head. It ran down her face and all over her clothes and the counter. Some landing on the floor from both of us. She giggled and reached for me. She grabbed the bowl next to her with the extra batter that didn't fit on the pan. She scooped some up in her hands and pressed it into my face. I wiggled back and forth, trying to move from her hand, but she had her free hand on the back of my head and her legs wrapped around me. She was by no means stronger than me, but I knew the minute I backed up and tried to run, I'd pull her off the counter. I didn't want to do that, so I stayed still and took what she threw at me. Literally.

I reached next to her for the bowl of batter and before I could do anything, she unwrapped her legs and tried to take off. I grabbed her around the waist and lifted her up, carrying her to the back of the kitchen. "Edward! Oh, please." She was trying to speak through her fit of giggles. "OK. I'm sorry!" She was trying to escape me, but I held her tight, splattering the rest of the batter on her face, careful to avoid her eyes. I lightly painted it all over her cheeks and chin, letting some drip onto her neck.

"You sure you're sorry?" I smiled down at her and she slipped to the ground in front of the pantry. She was nodding and grabbed me around the neck, dragging me with her.

"Maybe." She reached behind her and before I could say anything she had the chocolate syrup in her hand and was opening it, preparing to squirt me. I tried to stand up, but she pulled me back and the next thing I knew, I had something dripping down the side of my face. I quickly grabbed the bottle and turned it on her, squirting it all over the top of her head and down her neck.

She started laughing and stood up, running for the sink. She slid across the kitchen like she had oil on the bottom of her feet and hit the sink pretty quick. She grabbed the sprayer and aimed it at me. I stepped forward and she took one hand and reached for the faucet. I smiled, "You wouldn't."

"Willing to bet against me?" She grinned and I chuckled, remembering something fairly close to this.

Flashback: Fourteen years old.

"Edward, I need you help in the bathroom." I heard Bella holler down the stairs and I got up from the couch.

I walked up the stairs and down the hallway into the bathroom. "Bella? What are you doing?"

She was standing on the edge of the tub, with a shower head in her hand. "I'm trying to attach this so I can take a shower. Charlie bought a new one, but never put it in." She looked back at me and threw her hands out, "Are you going to help me?!" She started to turn around and started to slip, "Whoa, Edward!"

I ran forward and wrapped an arm around her, pulling her toward me. She fell right into my arms, and the shower head crashed to the bottom of the tub.

"Smooth Bella." I smiled at her and she shook her head, grimacing.

"Sorry?" She shrugged her shoulders in a 'oops' way. I laughed and set her down on the ground. "You know Edward, you're always saving me."

"I know." I smiled and reached for the shower head. "I don't mind it." I looked back at her and winked. She giggled and climbed into the tub, reaching for the washer in the box.

We finally got the shower head set up and she decided we needed to test it out. She grabbed it down and held it, then reached down to turn the water on. She didn't realize she already had the middle knob turned, so instead of it coming from the faucet, it went directly to the shower head.

It just so happened to be facing me so once the cold water came through, it hit me right in the face. "Bella!"

She quickly realized what happened and turned it to the tub. "Oh my god Edward!" She turned the water off and gave me a cheesy grin. "Sorry?"

"I bet." I snapped forward and reached for the shower head, but she jumped out of the way. "Bella, get back here."

She shoved herself in the corner and aimed the shower head back at me. "Don't make me do it again!" She looked at me and tried to stop the laughing. "I'm not afraid!" She smiled and moved her hand to the cold water knob.

"You wouldn't." I grinned and stepped forward.

"Wanna bet?." She twisted the knob and I got sprayed in the face again before she moved it down my body. I quickly turned and grabbed the cup off the counter, filling it in the sink and flinging it back at her. She got it in the face and gasped, then resumed laughing and spraying me with the water.

The water fight continued for another couple minutes, until I just braved the cold water and walked toward the tub, grabbing her up and laying her on the bottom of the now flooded tub. She had accidentally knocked the switch that caused the drain to shut a minute or so ago, so there was at least three or four inches of water in the tub. She squealed and grabbed hold of me, not letting go. I wound up on top of her as she was flailing around under me. I moved the shower head away from us and reached back to turn off the water. "Well, looks like you got your shower after all. You surrender now Bella?" I looked back down under me at her and she laughed.

"Not a chance. This isn't over Cullen. I'll get you back one day." She pushed me off of her and we climbed out of the tub.

It took us an hour to get all the water cleaned up from the bathroom floor. I came back to the present after I got hit in the face with a quick spray of cold water. I chuckled and looked over at her. I quickly crossed the kitchen and wrapped my arms around her. "I think you're the one that needs the water sweetheart." I grabbed the hose from her and turned it on her, spraying the top of her head. Water started running down the back of her head, so I stopped and held her to me while she laughed. I looked down at her as she stopped and she gave me a huge smile. "You have a little something." I swiped my finger over her cheek, picking up some chocolate and cookie dough and putting it in my mouth. "Mm. I think I have a new found love for chocolate." I smiled and leaned down to kiss her lips, tasting more of the batter.

She started giggling and pulled her lips away from mine and putting them on my cheek. She licked some of the chocolate off of me and pulled back, looking at me and putting her finger on her cheek as if she was thinking of something. "Well, it definitely tastes different coming off of you. But I like it." She laughed and kissed me again, running her fingers through my floured white hair.

The timer started going off, but I don't know how long it took either of us to realize it.

"Edward, the cookies!" Bella wiggled from in front of me and ran over to the oven.

I turned to follow her, and slipped the mitt on, reaching into the oven and pulling out Bellas almost burnt cookies. I set them on the counter and she jumped up next to them, reaching for one. "Bella, no." I moved her hand before she could burn herself, then turned the oven off.

"Edward, I'm hungry." She pouted at me and smiled, biting lightly on her bottom lip. I knew what she was trying to do, but they were hot. So instead I scooped some more chocolate off her face and offered her my finger, laughing.

She smiled and shook her head. "It tastes better coming off you." She took some from my face and licked her finger.

"Can we hurry up and get this kitchen cleaned up?" I looked around for the mop and when I found it, I filled the sink with water and started moping.

"In a hurry or something?" She smiled and dangled her feet back and forth.

"Kinda." I grinned back and she hopped down, wiping off the counters and around the sink. She took the cookies off the pan and onto the cooling rack. She eventually just grabbed one and bit into it. She tried to act like it wasn't bothering her that the inside of her mouth was burning, but I laughed, letting her know I knew she had burned herself. She just smiled and put the cookie down.

When the kitchen was finished, I looked around, making sure everything was back to normal. I was satisfied with our work and walked over to Bella, grabbing her up and throwing her over my shoulder. "Edward!" She started giggling again and kicking a little. "What are you doing?"

I kicked my shoes off and left them in the kitchen, heading upstairs. "You're a little messy, I think you need to clean up before dinner with your dad. I don't think he wants to see us like this." I walked into our room and straight into the bathroom, locking the door behind us.

When we finally emerged from the bathroom, she looked at the clock and groaned. "Edward, we're going to be late. This is all your fault!" She swatted my arm and I flinched.

"What? How is this my fault?!" I pulled open the drawer and grabbed a shirt and a pair of jeans.

She sauntered over to me and smiled. "Well, you were the one that kept me in the shower a half hour longer than I needed to be." She grabbed her clothes and walked to the other side of the bed.

"Hey, you could have put an end to it at any time. But I didn't hear any complaints now did I?" I grinned at her and she giggled, shaking her head.

"Fine. Maybe I should let you explain to my dad why we're going to be late." She raised an eyebrow at me and I thought for a minute.

"OK. He probably couldn't hate me anymore." I smiled and she groaned.

"He'll get over it Edward." She quickly got dressed and so did I. I didn't want to make us any later than we already were.

She dried her hair and I headed downstairs to wash the bottom of my shoes. I found that everyone was home by now and sitting in the living room.

"Hey Eddie." Emmett grinned at me and wagged his eyebrows. "Too busy to answer the phone? I tried calling like four times. And why was the kitchen floor wet?"

Rosalie quickly reached over and swatted him on the back of the head.

"Thank you Rose. Me and Bella are going to dinner with her dad. And I moped. That's why the kitchen floor was wet Emmett." I walked into the kitchen and grabbed my shoes, taking them to the sink and washing the flour off the bottom.

"Food fight?" I turned around to see Jasper leaning against the wall. I smiled and nodded. He walked over and grabbed a shoe, drying it off. "I swear, you two are like children sometimes." He chuckled and handed me my shoe.

"Yeah. I love it though. She's too cute sometimes." I slipped my shoes on and tied them, then stood back up in front of Jasper.

"So I got a call today. It was for you, but you were a little, um, preoccupied?" He crossed his arms over his chest and frowned.

"What's up Jasper?" I looked right at him and had a feeling what he was going to say next wasn't going to be good.

"Mark called. You remember him?"

I nodded. "Of course. Deputy Mark. What did he need?"

"Edward. It's about Jacob. . ." He stopped and waited for me to catch on. "He needed to inform me that, um, Jacob might be making bail again." He looked away from me and I sighed.

I shook my head and looked over him to make sure Bella wasn't listening. "He can't. He's been in too long to get bail."

"Nope. Since Charlie left, the new chief had to take over and he's not familiar with Bellas case, so he's not doing anything right away. The longer he stales the bigger chance Jacob has of getting out." He looked really upset and I realized he was worried about Bellas safety.

"What about Bella? What are we going to do?" I kept looking for her to enter the living room but she hadn't yet.

"Talk to Charlie tonight. Get him to call Mark and get this sped up. It's been five months, he should have a sentence by now. It's a little town, what the hell else are they doing?!" He was starting to get angry. So was I, but I knew that if I let it show, Bella would notice.

"I'll talk to him."

"Talk to who?" We both looked over to the kitchen door and saw Bella standing there. "What's going on Edward?" Where did she come from?!

"Nothing love. Are you ready?" I smiled and walked over to her.

She looked from me to Jasper, then back. She gave me a sceptical look, but let it drop. I didn't need her to worry, so I didn't want her pressing the issue tonight. "I'm ready. We should get going." She gave me a small, hesitant smile and grabbed her jacket from the coat closet. We walked out the front door and as soon as she was in the car, she looked over at me. "What's going on?"

"Nothing Bella." I started the car and pulled out of the driveway, heading to the restaurant we were going to meet Charlie at.

"You're lying. You should know by now that I can tell when you lie to me." She reached for my hand and I sighed.

"I know. But can you do me a favor?" I turned to look at her quickly, before focusing back on the road. I faintly saw her nod and heard a quiet yes come from her mouth. "Can you drop this for now? Let it go and don't ask anything about it? Please?" I stopped at a stop sign and turned to look at her.

"Edward, if it's this important, I should know about it. Shouldn't I?" She looked upset.

I nodded, "Yes, you should. But not now. All you need to know is that I'm here. I'm not leaving, and I'll take care of you and protect you. I love you and no matter what I'm not leaving your side for one second."

She seemed to get even more upset and I squeezed her hand. "Promise you'll tell me what's going on Edward. Soon. I wanna know soon."

"Of course. I promise." I kissed her knuckles and laid my hand on her lap.

I found the restaurant and pulled in, quickly finding Charlie's car and parking close to it.

I turned to Bella one last time and leaned over to kiss her. "Edward, are you sure every thing's OK?" I nodded.

"I'm positive. As long as you have me, you'll be alright. I promise you Bella." I smiled at her and kissed her again, before getting out and jogging to her side of the car. I opened the door for her and held her hand, helping her out of the car before shutting the door and locking the car. We walked inside and when she spotted her father, she ran toward him and grabbed him in a hug. He smiled and hugged her back, motioning for us to have a seat. He didn't really acknowledge me at all, so I cleared my throat. "Hello Chief Swan."

He looked up quickly and nodded. "Hi Edward."

I heard Bella huff and slam back in her seat. "I'm not going to have this you two. Dad, be nice to Edward. Please. You could at least be cordial." She reached over for his hand and he grasped it.

"I'm sorry Bella. Edward, how have you been?" He tried to look at me, but I knew it was just forced, and it wasn't really what he wanted to do.

"I've been great. Yourself?" I had never really had a weird, forced conversation like this with Charlie and I felt like the Edward I was a year ago. Getting angry glances from Charlie for confessing my love to his daughter in Chicago, then hiding it from him. It seemed like we were just going in one big circle. Mad, not mad, mad again, maybe not mad. Definitely mad now.

"Been better." He sent a small smirk my way and I chuckled.

Dinner was awkward to say the least and I felt like Bella was caught in the middle. I felt horrible about that and thought maybe I needed to do something to fix this for her. I had apologized to Charlie over and over, but nothing. He wasn't on the track of forgiving me, and probably wouldn't be there any time soon. In my eyes, I'm pretty sure he hated me. But then I thought about what Jasper said, and I needed him to hear me out. I needed him to help me protect Bella.

While I wanted more than anything for Jacob to come to Seattle. Look for Bella. But only because I wanted to kill him. And I probably would if I ever saw him again. I wouldn't let him within ten miles of Bella, if that. But me however, he can come as close as he wants to me. I'll strangle him. Especially after we found out he had a friend send those text messages to his phone. His friend's dad worked for the phone company and they snuck in and messed something up, making the texts seem like they came from me. When Charlie found that out, he tried to add to Jacobs punishment, but he wouldn't give up the friends name, so nothing could be done about it. But at least we all knew the truth now.

Dinner soon ended, and before I could figure out to ask for a moment alone with Charlie, Bella excused herself to the bathroom. Perfect. I leaned across the table, took a deep breath, and looked at Charlie. "Charlie, I need to talk to you. Real quick before Bella comes back."

He put his hand up and shook his head. "I've heard it all. I know you're sorry, but I still don't forgive you. I'm trying for Bella, but this," He motioned between us sitting at the dinner table together, "is as far as it's going to go right now. I'm very disappointed in you, and I'm not ready to talk about it all just yet."

I nodded, "I know. That's not what I need to talk about." He tried to interrupt again, but I stopped him. I knew he wouldn't like it, but he had to shut up long enough for me to tell him what's going on. "Mark called the house. He said Jacob might be making bail again and I need you to stop that. Can you?"

His face turned shocked and he sat back. "Bail?" He looked to the bathroom, making sure Bella wasn't coming back yet.

I nodded. "Yeah. If he gets near Bella, I'll kill him Charlie. I can't go to jail and leave behind my wife." He cringed a bit at the word wife as it came from my mouth, but I didn't care. "It's bad enough I had to be arrested once because of him, in front of her, killing him would only put me away longer. I can't do that to Bella, so are you going to help me do something about this or not?"

"I can't picture you killing someone Edward." He laid his joined hands on the table in front of him and tilted his head to the side.

"Yeah, me either. But do you remember what he did to her? He hurt her Charlie, and I won't have that again. I won't let him anywhere near her. And if he comes, so much as a couple miles of her, I'll beat the hell out of him. Just like he tried to do to her, and just like he tried to do to Emmett. He won't get away with anything this time." I hated remembering the bruises on her and the marks his hands left. The night she spent unconscious in a hospital bed because he threw her backwards. The hours I had to spend holding a non responsive hand to the woman I loved. I wasn't doing it again.

"Alright, alright Edward. I'll call Mark tonight. See what I can. But you probably need to get Bella home and explain everything to her. She needs to know, and I'm assuming you haven't told her yet." He looked right at me and I shook my head.

"I wasn't going to say anything until I talked to you."

He nodded and I felt a soft hand touch my shoulder. My head spun around and I saw Bellas face looking down at me. "Can we go home?" She looked upset and I nodded, getting up and getting my wallet out. I started to put the money for our dinners on the table, but Charlie stood and gave it back to me.

"I got this." He gave me a weak smile and I shook my head.

"No. Let me pay for our dinner." I tried to hand it back to him and he took it, only to give it to Bella. He pulled her in for a hug and kissed her cheek gently.

"I'll see you soon Bella." He smiled at her and let her go. Then turned to me. "Thank you Edward. I'm still angry with you, but it's not as bad." He clapped my shoulder and I nodded.

Holding Bellas hand, I led her to the car and helped her in, then got in and drove home in silence. Bella wouldn't talk to me the whole way home and I thought maybe she was mad at me. When we got home, we headed right upstairs and changed into our pajamas. It was still a little early to go to bed, so I sat down on the bed and just looked at her. "Bella? Talk to me please." My voice was quiet, but I know she heard me.

She looked at me and sighed. "Edward, I don't like it when you hide things from me. Apparently Jasper knows what's going on, and now my dad does. And I don't! Shouldn't I know? If you're talking to my dad about it, it must pertain to me, so why don't I know yet? You asked me to drop it, and I know I agreed, but Edward, if this is about me I wanna know. Now!" She crossed her arms and stared at me.

I took a deep breath and looked down. "OK. You wanna know? It's Jacob, Bella. He might be making bail and if he does, he knows where to find you." I looked up at her and her face had fell. I got up and ran over to her, grabbing her in my arms before she could cry. "Bella, I'm going to keep you safe, I promise. I won't let him come here and hurt you again. You believe me right?" I looked down at her and she nodded.

"Yes." A tear fell from her eyes, but I wiped it away quick and carried her to the bed. I laid her down and got up to move a movie in. Once the movie was in, I locked our door and turned the lights out.

I walked back to the bed and climbed in, holding her close to me as she watched the movie. I moved my lips to her ear and kissed her gently before whispering, "You're safe with me. Always love. I'll never let anyone hurt you again." I kissed her cheek and she sighed, nodding her head.

"I know. I love you."

"I love you too." I closed my eyes for a moment and just breathed in her smell.

Never in my life would I let another man touch Bella. Not in any way.


So? I know it's kinda long, but when I finally got to go back to writing, I just couldn't stop! I also decided to start with Edward this time (=

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