Disclaimer: I don't any of Stephenie's characters I just wish I did.

I'm sorry it's been so long. I've just been so—screw it! I have no excuses; I'm a lazy bum who really needs to get her act together. I'm really sorry. I hope you'll forgive me and love this next chapter…Edward and Bella are FINALLY at counseling! Love you all. Story Time.

Bella's Point of View:

"Good morning Sunshine."

I woke up to a sweet velvety voice that was always there to save me from my nightmares. It gave me chills to know that he wanted me and that I was engaged to him. I didn't have time for the extreme amount of mushy and hideously romantic things this morning. We had pre-marital counseling and I had to put on a happy face and bear through it. It couldn't possibly be as bad as wedding planning with a best friend who doesn't sleep. I took a deep breath and rolled over.

I felt like hell. My underwear fiasco had me frazzled. I was almost afraid to open my eyes. Edward had all night to dwell on my stupidity. If he found it funny last night with a whole night to think about it, to sit up and watch me sleeping, probably imagining me as Superman…no. I couldn't think about it. I just had to let it go, unfortunately I could feel my cheeks burning as I opened my eyes.

"What's wrong?" Edward asked, his face a mix of concerned and confused. The number one downside to Edward, he was so observant.

"Nothing." I replied to fast for his liking. Immediately his eyebrows rose.

"Bella, you're blushing." He brushed his cold hands against my heated cheek and it sent shivers down my spine. Something that would have had normal people turning blue just made me redder. "Bella?" He asked again after I didn't answer. I sighed, I would never hear the end of this and I definitely didn't want it coming up with Pastor Dan.

"Fine, I guess I'm still embarrassed about last night." I cowered back a little bit waiting for his laughter but it never came. He just pulled me closer.

"Aw, Bella. It's fine, really." I looked up at him unbelieving.

"Edward, I put my pants on under my underwear. That's not normal. Maybe for a four-year-old but I'm eighteen. I feel like an idiot and that has to be the funniest thing you have ever seen." His face lit up when I mentioned the hilarity of the situation. Within a second though, it was gone.

"Bella, you're not an idiot, we've already be over that." I smiled; there was some déjà vu there. "Besides, it could have been worse." I raised my eyebrows.

"Worse? Were you actually there? Or was that someone else because I came out looking like Wonder Woman! What's worse than that?" His booming laugh was back as soon as I made the Wonder Woman comment and so was my blush.

"Well, you could have forgotten to wear any clothes at all." I pictured that in my mind, definitely worse. "Then again, that wouldn't have been so bad." He gave me that sexy look that had me squeezing my legs together and biting at the insides of my cheeks.

"That's not fair, you're not allowed to do that to me." I gave him my best puppy dogface and he just smiled. I groaned when he wouldn't pull away from my gaze. Every inch of my body was tingling. I was really bad at sexually repressed. "Look we're going to be late for counseling, or whatever it is. You can go home and get ready and then come pick me up. If that's okay." With that he pulled the covers away to show a completely ready Edward. Nothing was the same as yesterday, even his shoes.

"I'll wait downstairs." He said laughing as he jumped out from the bed. "Hurry though, we'll be late." It wasn't fair; he was so amazing at everything. Even his exits were better than mine.

"Wait!" I said, as he was halfway out the door. Suddenly remembering my father. "What about Charlie?"

"He's already gone." Edward's face seemed to fall a little at the mention of it. I couldn't imagine why. It wasn't like he'd miss Charlie.

"What's with the long face?" I asked completely confused.

"He's at Billy's." Was all Edward had to say for it to make sense. Any mention of that side of the imaginary line and Edward got depressed. I tried not to dwell on Jacob around him. I knew it hurt him. More than that I didn't want him to have a doubt in his mind about how much I loved him. If he did it was completely ludicrous. I belonged to him. I was his for an eternity but apparently even vampires can't escape jealousy.

"Alright. I better get ready. I'll be downstairs in a minute." I was trying to get the subject off his mind.

"Okay, I'll get you some cereal." I just nodded my head as he sprinted out of the doorway.

I got dressed fast. I wore my only khaki skirt, I wasn't really sure what 'church attire' was. I wanted to impress Pastor Dan and get this whole ordeal over with as quickly as possible. I had never spoken to a pastor before. Renee and Charlie weren't very big church people, which I worried would also come up some how in the sessions. I was standing in front of the mirror trying to figure out if I looked presentable and trying to calm my nerves when Edward knocked on the door.

"Bella? Your cereal is getting cold." Oh yeah, he hadn't gotten me breakfast. I better hurry. Wait, my cereal is getting cold?

"Edward? You didn't try and 'cook' cereal did you?" I opened the door to find him looking confused.

"Isn't that what you're supposed to do?"

"Um, no Edward. You don't cook cereal." I was waiting for conformation that he had actually cooked it.

"Oops." Was all he said and I groaned. I had to go eat hot cereal since I couldn't just dump it. Maybe more like oatmeal now but anyway. As I was walking down the stairs I was starting to smell something…suspicious. It didn't smell like oatmeal, it smelt amazing. It smelled better than anything I had ever cooked. I shouldn't be surprised though. Edward could probably cook cereal that tasted better than some of my best dishes.

As soon as I caught sight of the kitchen I gasped. The table was set beautifully. My little wimpy kitchen table looked like it belonged in a five star restaurant. There were flowers and a few candles, a spotless tablecloth that shined against the light of the kitchen. Even the chairs were amazing. They had been done up to look fancy, you could still see the chipped wood in a few spots but overall that didn't matter. It was mind-blowing.

More than the décor, the food was scrumptious looking. Definitely not cooked cereal. There was a mix of everything in my kitchen. I couldn't have really taken that long upstairs. This cooking had to have been going on for hours. There were eggs—in every way shape and form. There were pancakes, waffles and even crepes. There was a bowl of fruit that looked more like a piece of art than something that I could eat. There was even cereal, not really cereal in one way there was a mix of everything in the bowl. I couldn't believe it. I didn't believe it. I just stood there like a deer in the headlights, staring with my mouth on the floor.

"Well?" Edward asked as I gawked. "What do you think?" I thought it was amazing. It was the sweetest thing. Honestly the fact that he did it made my heart soar.

"It's…amazing." The adoring tone in my voice was even audible to me. He seemed happy when I turned around and kissed him. I couldn't believe I hadn't noticed before, but he reeked of breakfast food. I could be so oblivious. All this was going on under my nose and I thought he had burnt a bowl of cereal. He had worked so hard and there was no way that we'd—I'd have time to eat all this.

"Edward," I said caressing his cheek. "You didn't have to do this, really." He gave me that look. It was disapproving, I had always been told that you should put others first but there was no modesty with Edward.

"Bella…" He whined and I couldn't help but smile. I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the table like a giddy schoolgirl, which seemed to put him back in good spirits.

When we got to the table I started to take bites of everything. All of it was stunning. I felt like my mouth was going to melt. I couldn't decide what to eat.

"Edward, this is unbelievable. Who would have thought, a man that doesn't eat could cook like this." His response was glowing, he loved that I loved it. I could tell he took a long time on this. "We don't have that much time though, isn't 'ungodly' to be late to a meeting with a pastor?" He smiled.

"Bella, love. Its only 8 o'clock. He doesn't want to see us until noon which means we get the entire morning to ourselves." He looked down at the amount of food he had made me and continued. "So the way I see it. If you don't explode before hand, we can sit at the kitchen table all morning." We weren't going until noon and we had the whole morning to ourselves. We never got time to ourselves anymore. I was starting to like marriage counseling.

"Noon? That's great. I don't have to start worrying for a few more hours." I was trying to joke with him but something about what I had said struck a chord with him.

"What has you worried?" He seemed genuinely concerned and if I got this over with now then we'd have all morning.

"Well, lots of things." I paused and he motioned for me to continue. "I guess I'm scared of what he'll ask us. I don't want to be psychologically broken down by a pastor. More than that, I don't want to lie to one but with our situation…" I trailed of noticing that I was beginning to babble.

"Bella, Bella, Bella." He said in a condescending tone. "There's nothing to worry about. For one you're going to a pastor, not a psychologist. Granted, he will evaluate us some but not enough to worry. I know you're a bad liar Bella," He smiled. "But, you have to realize that you've been lying about that subject for quite some time now and not a soul is suspicious. You'll do fine Bella. I'll be there." He squeezed my hand as he finished his boat of confidence. He was right it couldn't be that bad. Yet I still had some unanswered questions.

"What exactly is our cover story?" He seemed taken back by my question but I was being very forward. I didn't want to get stuck in an awkward situation with a pastor and some things were sure to come up.

"For what?" I looked up at him. He seemed confused. He wasn't catching on to what I meant and I wasn't really too sure on how to describe it.

"Everything." I said almost in a questioning tone.

"Oh," He seemed to make sense of what I meant and I saw that flicker in his eye when he knew what to say. "Nothing."

"Huh?"

"Just go with the flow Bella, follow my lead. When we get there and those topics come up then I can see which answer would work best for his mentality and we'll start our lies from there." I brushed my fingers against his cheek awed by his genius.

"My fiancé, the criminal mastermind." All he did in response was chuckle and pull me into his lap. "Edward I can't eat in your lap."

"Sure you can." I laughed and picked up my fork. I continued eating, talking, snuggling and all that jazz until about 11 o'clock when Edward suggested that we clean up, so that Charlie doesn't get suspicious. I was completely bummed when he said that. I didn't want to leave. I didn't want to go to counseling. I wanted to sit there in his arms forever. I groaned and complained but he had some sort of magical power over me. That or I'm a sucker for guilt trips. I found myself loading the dishwasher in no time. Him beside me still making faces at the food he had made.

"You really thought this was good?" He said as he dumped some scrambled eggs into the trash.

I laughed lightly. "Yes Edward amazing." I stuck the last dish in the washer, turned it on and went for my coat.

"Edward?" He turned away from the table were he was collecting the fancy arrangement that I had refused to keep although, as he had pointed out, it would soon enough be mine.

"Yes Bella?"

I spun around in a circle as un-Bella like as it was I was just in a sillier carefree mood. It felt good actually. I kept spinning letting my skirt twirl until I had made the whole 360 degrees. "What do you think?"

Before I knew it his arms were around my waist, his lips pressed up against mine. It took me a moment but I got my act together and through myself back into the kiss. I wrapped my fingers in his silky hair playing with it as I fought to keep my tongue in my own mouth. It was pure heaven to kiss him like this but of course, being the stupid human I was, I had to breath. A burden the human race will forever bare. I was gasping and the room was spinning as he pulled me into him from the small of my back.

"You look beautiful." He said in a tone that could have made anyone melt, man or woman. Of course it helped that I was engaged to him and still panting from kissing him but involuntarily buried my face in his chest. "Bella, I love you." I pulled my face away so that I could respond. His eyes were full of so much love and I felt stupid forever worrying about counseling. He would be there, I would be there with him. Nothing could go wrong. I loved him, he loved me, as weird as it was I felt better, refreshed and definitely no longer anxious.

"I love you too." I said as he pulled me up into his arms and carried me towards the car. "This is weird." I said as we pulled out of the driveway.

"What?" He asked. I was doing a very good job at confusing him this morning.

"I don't think I've been to church outside of Christmas and Easter." He laughed lightly and just shook his head as we spun down the road. The drive there didn't seem as long as yesterdays but then again we talked the entire way. About stupid things, it seemed like so long since we had been able to talk like that. Finally we were parked next to the church. As impossible as it seemed I could have sworn it was bigger. I just shook my head and pulled myself out of the car. The two of us walked to the door, hand in hand, to find Pastor Dan waiting for us in his office.

As soon as we stepped in the room he stood up. "Why, good afternoon. I'm so glad you two could make it." The office was big, just like everything else. It seemed like everywhere I turned there was a cross and somehow that made me uneasy. I must have been lost in my thoughts because Edward had to squeeze my hand to make me respond.

"Oh yes, we wouldn't have missed it." I said trying to be polite although I'm sure Edward's response had outshined mine.

"Well take a seat." Pastor Dan motioned to the chairs in front of his desk and I reluctantly pulled away from Edward to sit.

Pastor Dan sat down after we were settled. "Well," He began, pulling in his chair. My nerves were back. I should have known my boat of confidence wouldn't have lasted but the butterflies in my stomach were making me feel queasy. Edward could obviously tell because he took my hand and started to rub the familiar, soothing circles into my palm. Thankfully the pastor didn't notice and continued speaking.

"I was hoping I could get some background information on your relationship. How you met, how long you've been together…the basics." That couldn't be so bad. "I've already heard a little from Mr.—Dr. and Mrs. Cullen." Edward's hand seemed to tense at the sound of his parents name which just made me queasier. "Bella, would you mind telling me how you two met."

We hadn't gone over anything and Edward was supposed to be taking the lead. I could feel the butterflies moving faster as I began talking. "Umm. Well, I moved here in the middle of our junior year to live with my dad and met Edward then. He was in my biology class." That was bland enough, Edward could go somewhere from there and I wasn't giving anything away.

"You moved here to live with your dad?" Great, he'll want to here about my own parent's adolescent divorce and how well their marriage turned out.

"Yes, my mom got married a few years back and had been traveling a lot so I moved myself up here."

"So I take it your parents are divorced." I just nodded my head. "Well, what happened there?" I wanted to groan or run out the door. This wasn't going to go well.

"They got married young, about mine and Edward's age, and then had me a year later. My mom didn't like it here in Forks so she took me and left."

"Alright," He said jotting something down on the paper. "We can talk more about that later." Thank goodness. "Do the two of you realize what marriage entails?"

Edward saved me on this one. "Yes, sir. It's an eternal commitment. We very clearly understand that." He stressed the word eternal for my enjoyment and to stress his point further.

"That's very true but often, young people, such as yourselves don't fully understand what goes into a marriage. With that in mind I have some basic questions." I took a deep breath. They couldn't be too bad.

"Are both of you willing to make sacrifices for each other?" We nodded. "Okay, well I'll give you an example." I saw Edward look up at Pastor Dan as if to question his thoughts.

"Bella," He started. "When you and Edward have children," I saw Edward smile, it was never going to happen, but he seemed happy at the thought. "Will you be prepared to stay home with the kids?" Suddenly my feminist side kicked in. It was weird how much that question offended me. Those kinds of things rarely did but I was already on edge so I snapped.

"Why do I have to stay home with the kids?" I said, the loathing clear in my voice. I heard Edward holding back laughter as I started to face off a pastor.

"Well, its normally the woman's job, I was just…" The pastor trailed off obviously stricken by my anger.

"Edward's perfectly capable of taking care of children. What if I want a job? Why can't I be the successful one?" Edward was squeezing my hand to keep from exploding in anger as the pastor began again.

"Well, then…" He said looking at me strangely for a minute and then turning towards Edward, who had the most mischievous grin on his face. I was missing something…

"Edward," The pastor continued. "Are you willing to stay home with the children?" Edward smile grew and I felt my stomach lurch. There was something in his eyes that told me we were going to carry this one out.

"Actually, Pastor Dan," Edward began to answer. "I do believe it's the mother's job to care for the children." I glared at him. Realizing the stupidity of this conversation but ready to strike back against him anyhow.

"Really?" I asked. Smiling at him, which he took as forgiveness although it was meant to declare war. All I had wanted was to get in and out as fast as possible but now he had to go and do this. "I have to stay home with the children? Who says I even want children?"

"Well, I want children." Edward said as Pastor Dan cowered lower into his chair with his notepad.

"That's not your decision is it? You're not the one carrying the things around for nine months." I was very proud of the fact that I was a shoe-in to win this argument.

"Actually it is very much my decision. They would also be my children." He smiled at me and Pastor Dan to show his sincerity.

"What if I made you get a vasectomy?" I saw Edward's eyes grow in size at the thought of the word. He looked down at himself and gulped.

"Bella, be serious."

"Oh I am completely serious." I retorted. He knew I wasn't but the look on Pastor Dan's face was priceless, as was Edward's. Edward and I had a stare down for a moment when Pastor Dan stood up.

"Well," He said obviously uncomfortable with the conversation. "I'm going to get some water. You two can work on this…issue while I'm gone. We'll discuss it some more when I get back." He walked towards the door stumbling a bit on the way. Finally when he was far enough away Edward and I burst out laughing.

"Bella," Edward said catching his breath. "That was amazing. You are a better actor than I thought."

"Oh, that wasn't acting." I said raising my eyebrows, as he turned paler. "Ha! Got you again. I'm getting better at this." He let out a shaking laugh and grasped my hand.

"Bella, I have a new idea for how we should act at marriage counseling…" He smiled slyly and I understood immediately. He motioned for me to sit in his lap. I walked over and he began to whisper his plan in my ear. I couldn't help but laugh at what he had said. He explained to me what Carlisle had done and I blushed violently red. Apparently Carlisle and Pastor Dan were going to meet after this session and this plan was all to get back at him. I knew that I might have trouble keeping my cool but the idea of it was fun. I hardly ever did things like that and I figured it would be good to breach out.

"You think you can handle that?" He asked in my ear. I laughed lightly.

"Of course." I said smiling. As if on cue we heard Pastor Dan walking back towards his office and I wrapped my legs around Edward's waist to begin our plan.

I know what your thinking but cliffhangers are what I am famous for…just read Bella's House. Okay so I want to know what you guys think Edward's plan was. I'm really curious to hear what you think! I promise to write faster. Please review!