Last time:

A turn of the doorknob, a muffled "Hello," And a "What the hell are you doing here?!" was all I needed. My… father, for a lack of better words, had finally decided to pay a visit.

"I'm here to pick up my kids." My father said.

"What do you think your doing? You can't just come to my house, unannounced, and take my kids away from me." My mom shot back.

"Shut up woman, and give me my damn kids."

"They're not you kids anymore. While you we're in jail, for god knows how long, they gave me full custody."

"Oh. Well I didn't know that…"

"That's too bad. You don't know shit anyway."

That did it. The reason why my father was sent to jail anyway was for abuse and harassment. It looked like he hadn't quite gotten over his... issues just yet.

I heard the sound of skin against skin, and ran into the hallway to see my mom, lying limp on the floor, blood flowing from her mouth and nose. "What the hell is your problem, you bastard?!" I shrieked at the man standing in the doorway who had just hit my mom.

"That is no way to talk to you father," The man said sternly.

"You are not my father!" I growled back.

"What are you talking about? Of course I'm your father."

"You've never acted like one. So you are not my father and you never will be."

"You are going to respect me, and I'll teach you one step at a time." He stepped forwards and struck me with enough force that should have sent me falling towards the ground.

I cryed out in pain, and waited for the ground to meet me, but it never came. I looked up when I felt iron bands slip around my waist. It was Eric, and I think he was... growling at my father.

"How did you do that?" I asked.

Eric just shook his head and gently lowered me to the floor, watching my father all the while.

"I think you need to go, sir." Eric said sternly.

"And who in hell are you to tell me to leave my own home?"

"Well, let's just say that I have 'people' I know, who can make your life living hell." He responded.

My dad's face paled and he studdered out, "Ok, I-I'll go, just... d-don't hurt me."

Eric nodded, picked me up, and carried me into the dinning room, where Sarah sat, looking bored.

Paige looked at me, with an imense amount fear in her eyes.

I gave her a look that said, 'I'll explain later' I then turned to sarah and said, "Would you like to go up to your room to play a game? I'm sure Paige would love to join you." I really wanted to talk with Eric.

For once, Paige got up, no argument, and asked Sarah what she would like to play.

Excited something was happening, Sarah chanted, "Trouble, Trouble!"

I watched them go up, chuckling all the while. It amazed me that little kids could be so oblivious to things happening right infront of them.

After I was sure they weren't able to here us I said, "Could we please go see if my mom's all right?"

He shook his head, and said, "You are more important, now hold still so that I can check you over."

I shook my head right back and put on my stubborn face.

Eric chuckled, but insisted on inspecting my injuries.

I just made it harder for him. I felt very smug at the moment, and thought to myself, 'Haha, take that.'

With fake annoyment, he tried even harder, which lead to me being even more difficult. Eric sighed and sat me down on the couch. All of a sudden he had me pinned down faster than I could blink.

My eyes went wide with shock. How did he move so fast?

Eric smiled. "I think I win. Do you surrender?"

I stuck my tongue out at him. "Never!" I rolled Eric over, looked him in the eye, and said, "Nope, I'm pretty sure, I win. Now, I'm fine, but, I don't think my mom is."

Looking a little defeated, and continuing with the fake annoyment, Eric got up and headed for the door, just as my mom came in with terror etched into her face.

"My babies! Did he hurt my babies?" My mom asked, distrought. Her face went pale when she saw that Paige and Sarah where not in the room. "Where are they? Where are Paige and Sarah?!"

"It's okay, mom," I assured her. "Paige is playing a game with Sarah up in her room. We're all okay, but you sure don't look okay."

"I'm fine." My mom said, trying to convince me. But when she lifted her hand to wave me off, my mom gasped in pain.

I raised one eyebrow.

"Okay, maybe I'm not..."

Eric walked over to my mom. "Do you mind if I look at the damage?"

She stared at him for a moment, then abrubtly left her trance. "Yeah, yeah. Sure. Just as long as my children are okay."

An hour later...

I closed my mom's door quietly and tip-toed downstairs. I had just accomplished settling her down to go to sleep. I was so busy trying not to wake her up, I didn't see Eric coming up, and I slammed right into him, knocking my breath out of me. I waited, yet again, to hit the floor. I was still waiting when I felt the iron rods wrap around my waist. 'Huh?' I thought. I felt the vibrations of Eric's laugh through my back as he laughed at me.

"Why does it seem like I must always save you from the ground?"

I turned, which wasn't a very good idea since I lost myself in his eyes again.

"Hello? Aren't you going to answer my question?"

I snapped out of my trance and said on impulse, "Hey, not my fault gravity has decided that I must touch the earth,"

He laughed, and we both went down stairs, me fidgeting in, what it seemed like to me, an awkward silence and him staring off into space.

We reached the front door and I opened it up for Eric, letting him pass through before me. We both stood outside for a moment, and i stared down at my feet.

"I had fun. We should do this more often." Eric said, breakinf the silence.

I looked up and laughed. "My dad showing up, going on a rampage, and injuring my mom, isn't exacly my idea of fun."

He chuckled. "No i guess it's not. But maybe next time, we can have some actually fun without the, er, family reunion."

"You name the date and time."

"How about tomorrow night?"

I stared at him, and then turned into the house, blushing madly.

He chuckled, grabbed my elbow and turned me towards him so that my face was only inches from his. "Well?" He asked.

I stared at him for a few moments, and then whispered, "Yes,"

He smiled. "Good. I'll pick you up at eight then." Eric pecked me, lightly on the lips and then disappeared like a ghost.

I stood there for a minute shocked, and surprised, mostly from the fact that he had kissed me, but also because of how fast he moved. I gathered myself, stepped inside, closed and then leaned against the door. 'Wow.' I thought, and stood there in a daze for a minute before heading off to bed.

Okay that was pretty long, but there was a whole lot i had to get in.

I would like to thank twiligter256 (twi) for helping me on this chap.

Thanks for reading.

me.not.bella.

ps. on the site all things twilight (which you can find the link to on Stephine Meyers website) my user name is Volvo so if i sign off with that name... well don't get all confuzzled.