A/N: I'm not going to make you wait any more for this chapter, please read lengthy a/n at the end. Enjoy.

Chapter 6:

Trick-Or-Treat

My heart beat in uneven palpitations as my hand reached for the doorknob. I had no idea if Alice was home or not. I just prayed to heaven that she hadn't packed up all her belongings and ran out of my life yet. I feared and envisioned an empty apartment.

I was going to convince her to stay. Even if she never felt the way I feel about her. I could get over it. I could let it go. What I couldn't do was lose her. That was not an option. She had to know how much she meant to me. I would apologize to her for an eternity and bake her soft cookies every day until she forgave me.

We could move on from this.

We could be happy again.

If there was one thing I gathered in my head from my talk with Jacob, it was that I couldn't simply ignore how I felt based on the fear of her rejection. I had decided to tell her exactly what came over me when we kissed and how I felt now. It sounds weird, but you never know how your life can change if you don't try.

I realized that there was a less than ten percent chance that she would take the news well. I knew that it was likely she was going to storm out and never speak to me again. But like I said before, I would apologize and promise her that I would get over it as long as she stayed my friend.

Of course in my heart there would always be this place that felt hollow. A small area left for images of us together. Maybe the dreams would never stop now, but I knew I was strong enough to cast the pain of them aside for the sake of having her in my life.

Jacob could live with it, so could I. I braced my heart for the worst possible outcome.

I turned the knob and pushed forward. I stepped into the room, but there was no one there. The lights illuminated the kitchen. I could smell a candle burning, wafting from Alice's room.

I followed the scent down the hall and heard her music softly playing. She was listening to the CD I had burned for her. My heart raced as the lyrics hit my ears. They talked mostly of leaving, and if her heart already felt this way, if she was listening to this trying to silently tell me she was leaving... how could I turn away right now?

It was discouraging to say the least. The weight of my body seemed to rest in the soles of my shoes. It took me a minute as I walked with lead feet through the hall so that I was finally standing right in front of her door. I lifted my hand and knocked lightly.

There was no sound but the song playing.

The seconds ticked by and I started to sink into darkness. The mood of the song carried me away into a emotionally desolate corner of my heart.

I knocked one more time, not realizing that I had even moved my hand. My nerve endings were on fire. I was so anxious I could have puked.

Then suddenly I heard her beautiful, silky voice flowing out.

"Come in."

It rang with nonchalance.

I tried further to pump myself up for my impending doom.

You can do this Bella, you can do this.

I breathed in deeply and walked into the room. Alice was laying on her bed reading a book. She looked up at me through her lashes. Her expression was just the same as if nothing had happened. She just looked like Alice.

"Hey Bella, where have you been?"

I looked at her, not sure exactly how to respond. My heart was drumming blood so fiercely through my veins that it caused my skin to vibrate. It took all the courage I had to choke out words. I stammered as I tested the water for a second.

"Uhm w-w-well... ya know I didn't know how long you were going to be at the hospital so I just decided to stay in Forks for a night."

I sounded like I was lying, stuttering over my words. I was fidgeting with the hem of my t-shirt, rubbing it fast between the space between my fingers. She noticed it and looked back at me with a questioning expression.

"Are you alright?"

I could tell there was this pink elephant in the room by how we were talking to each other. It was so not us. It was robotic. We weren't interacting like Alice and Bella, we were acting like we had just met.

And I tell you what, I don't know how it happened but my confidence dropped to the floor. Nothing had triggered it that I was aware of. It flopped about like a fish out of water for a few seconds. I watched it gasp for air with no relief in sight, and then it died.

I entertained the idea of leaving. I backed away slowly as not to arouse suspicion.

My crazy kicked in then. I started to have a character killing conversation with myself in my head.

"Bella, you are a complete chicken-shit. You just mustered up all this courage to come and confess how you felt about kissing Alice and now what? Now- you are about to turn around aren't you... fucking pussy."

I got frustrated at demeaning myself so. My fists clenched at my sides and I bit hard on my bottom lip.

I tried to ignore my crazy as I turned to leave. It boomed in my head at the slight action.

"Knew it. Chicken-shit." Spitting the words at me.

The last chorus played from the song, causing me to stall. Each word of the song cut through my previous mental conflict. The melodic mentioning of suitcases and running away killed all my hesitation in an instant.

I pictured her with her suitcase, running away from me.

That was it. I was going to die if I didn't say something. At that moment all the fear that had accumulated inside me sprang forth with focused fire.

"Alice, I don't want you to move out."

There. I said it. I halted my breathing and closed my eyes. I was afraid to make contact with her. Well slap a tail on me a call me Garfield. The scaredy-cat Bella hadn't left completely. Fuck, I was an idiot. Just because I closed my eyes didn't mean she was magically going to disappear.

Finally I peaked through my lids and she just looked at me and cocked her head to the side.

"What are you talking about?"

I shook my head and my lips pursed. I could feel a slight blush corrupting my face.

"I overheard you in the hospital with Carlisle. I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have been spying but I just needed to know you were okay."

She sighed, "Bella, I'm not moving. I don't know why you would think that. You're acting really not Bella right now." Her voice remained flat and emotionless.

I was so sick of everyone saying that. You want to know the reason I'm not acting like Bella? Because sane Bella went on an extended holiday! I sighed, completely spent.

I just needed to lay it out for her.

"Alright, I'm just a little mind fucked from yesterday. Sorry..." I trailed off hoping she would understand

Again she looked confused and furrowed her brows, "What about yesterday?"

What? What did she mean what about yesterday? Does your best friend's tongue in your mouth really disappear from your mind that quickly? Jesus Mary Jane. She was driving me crazy, which was pretty fucking apparent now!

I kept looking at her bewildered.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. She was insufferable. I inhaled violently as I stared her down. She didn't budge.

As I watched her blank expression something dawned on me. Just as I was about to press the issue, the scared and nervous Bella came creeping back. I found myself finding a perfect excuse to not further the conversation.

Maybe she was letting this go. Maybe I wouldn't necessarily need to confront her about it. We could go back to normal.

I responded to my continuously abstract inner monologue before it had the chance to quip.

"Yes I know. I'm a scared little girl running away from my problems. So sue."

I couldn't help it. All of a sudden, the fear of losing her mixed with the flash of relief at the fact that she had decided to somehow forget about the kiss, were making it very appealing to join in that endeavor.

Alice had made this completely easy for me. Of course it wasn't the best possible outcome but it was much better than some of the alternatives. I processed it all in my head for a second:

Lets see-

Bella bringing up sexy time dreams about Alice leads to – Alice screaming molestation and running away

Or

Bella following along with the Alice plan of forgetting about it leads to – Forever happy fun days with Alice accompanied by slight pain of regret that may or may not go away eventually.

I think I'll take door number two, Pat!

I gave, breathed in deeply and just started to make my way out of her room. Alright then, I'll just be on my way. We don't ever have to speak of this again. Just another night like Jacob, except this time I was well aware of my actions and could safely and confidently walk away from this.

A twinge of regret sparked though. Jacob was right, now I would never know what could have been. I felt like I had talked myself into doing something and felt confident. Now I was letting the fear plague me. I was scared. I had to admit it.

All this crazy was gnawing at me. Pulling me in so many directions. I felt like a pizza being served to little kids. I used to be whole and now I was cut into lots of pieces for little monsters to devour. Except, in this scenario, the little monsters were the different parts of my brain. They all had valid points, which is what made it so hard to get them all to agree on one certain outcome.

I broke out of my head momentarily to notice that Alice was gawking now.

Man, I needed to run while I still had the opportunity. Crazy was just not a good color on me in front of company.

As I was opening her door to the hallway, her voice stopped me, hesitance hanging on the brim of it.

"Hey, Bella? Would you like to watch a movie with me?"

I was stunned still and could hardly respond but I finally let out a brief "OK?" It came out as more of a question than a statement.

I turned then and walked towards the living room. This was easy, we could be normal. I was right before when I told myself that we could be happy again. Alice had offered it to me an a silver platter. This was perfect.

Like it never even happened.

Except, that there was still the matter of how I felt now, how I couldn't stop the images of her. How I realized that I wanted so bad for her to make my dreams come true.

However, I was able to control myself, this much I knew. I could just shove it in the back of my mind. I would never speak of it again. It would always just be that zit that was painful and stayed deep under your skin, but that never came to head.

We sat, not making any attempt at conversation as we watched "Interview with the Vampire". We watched this movie together all throughout October. I was thankful we were carrying on like normal.

As the movie played, I was calmed as I consumed each character lovingly. I admired Louie and his obsession with fire. As I watched Brad Pitt on screen I remembered reading the book and how much they emphasized how drawn Louie was to any kind of flame. He would watch it for hours upon hours.

I stole peaks from my peripheral at Alice as the movie played. I remembered thinking then that Alice was my fire. I could watch her for hours and never get enough. I was drawn to her by her luminescence and passion that burned away the oxygen surrounding her, leaving me breathless. I felt the urge to kiss her, even as her eyes were still fixed to the movie.

It hurt that it appeared she would never feel this way about me, and that I had been running down a dead end road. Now I was trying to decide how hard it was going to be to not be able to be with her. I couldn't make her happy. All those boys she had always obsessed about, could. My mood waned.

I was my own worst enemy now. I was coming up with excuse after excuse why this decision was good. She had thrown it aside so easily because she never wanted it to happen. I convinced myself that she had done this because of convenience. She had made her decision already. Bringing it up now would make things weird. The realization brutally killed my spirit in its presence.

On the other hand, we could go back to being best friends this way. Just leave it alone and let it be. I had to consider myself lucky in that aspect. Right?

After so many hours of silence, I finally felt sleepy. We rose and exited to our separate rooms. I groaned out "goodnight" as I rubbed my eyes and yawned, pushing open my door and collapsing into my empty bed. I lulled about in my head for hours as each piece of me fought to dominate my reasoning for my actions earlier. All my conflicts were battling it out and I was about to explode with exhaustion.

Finally, after many restless hours, I found myself in a thoughtless fog. All I could see was black lace bras and full lashes fluttering. The dreams were what I was going to have to settle with. I let that be my only comfort as I slipped into a deep slumber, alone.

X_X_X_X

I woke up and it was raining. Thank heavens. Rain was always good for cleansing my mood. I watched it drip outside onto the ground for a while before deciding to get up.

It had now been two weeks since the accident. Daily, I was becoming really good as pretending it never happened. Life went back to normal and I was starting to be even grateful that Alice had just "forgotten" about it.

Nights were a different story, though. She would always be in my dreams. The dreams were always the same: black underwear and whispers. It never got very far though. I would always wake up violently right before we had the chance to do anything really juicy. This of course, was always accompanied by a midnight panty exchange.

Often, after settling back into bed, I would stare out the window for hours thinking about how she was in the other room; how she was sleeping alone; how I felt the pull to go to her, knowing I never could.

Repeatedly, I convinced myself of her decision.

She. Didn't. Want. Me.

I faced each day with this realization. Each time I did, it hurt.

But I had finally decided- I could get over this. I just had to wean myself from wanting her.

It was a slow process but it would be worth it in the end. I stopped myself from fantasizing about her during the day. I would just try hard to think of anything else. Slowly, but surely, it got easier. I started to feel like my old self again. More importantly, I felt as if we were back to Alice and Bella.

I consumed myself with midterms and it helped to alleviate some of my tension.

Soon, I became very proud of myself. I was even to the point of barely thinking of it extensively anymore.

A couple days into my revamped attitude, I noticed Alice was bouncing off the walls. She was excited about recent news about our Halloween plans.

"Yeah I hear that Jake and the frat are throwing some huge shin-dig at their place. Rumor is, they hired a DJ from LA."

Her smile seemed genuine.

"You sound excited. Have you decided what you are going as?"

Her smile grew impossibly wider as she said,

"Well, I've been so busy with school and work that I decided that I didn't want to be any Alices this year. Its not fair to have Esme create something so short notice, so I decided to order online but what do you think about dressing to match again?"

She beamed at me. My best friend Alice Cullen was right in front of my face. I found myself smiling at the thought, it was welcome and warm to have this connection back. Her exuberance was causing me to be excited about a stupid frat party.

I found myself smiling, and I finally laughed, saying,

"Yeah that sounds like fun. What did you have in mind?"

She squealed and ran to get her laptop, running back in and springing onto the couch next to me. She opened it and proceeded to find the website I assumed she had found our costumes on. She pointed out a really cute prisoner costume for herself and a not- too-slutty cop one for me. It was nice that she knew I liked maintaining some level of modesty.

I paused for a moment, deciding how everyone would react to us dressing like that. Sensing my hesitation, she placed her hands together and gave me that damn face.

It was decided. She was such a cheater.

"Alright", I sighed in defeat.

She squealed some more and wrapped her arms around me, hugging me tightly. My mind-set shifted slightly as I took the smell of her in. She smelled of glorious strawberry fields and honeysuckle covered fences. I tried to push the now routine images out of my head quickly.

I was lucky she pulled away and went to grab her credit card. She ordered the costumes and even paid a little extra for speedy delivery.

We got them in the mail a couple of days later. It was now two days until Halloween.

The days came and went. Out of nowhere, I was in my room getting ready when Alice walked in and demanded I let her curl my hair. I obliged and just sat watching her focused expression as she curled each strand. My head buzzed when she would touch it with her nimble fingers. I started to relax a little too much, because I found my head drooping. She would tug on my hair a little when I would nod off, which turned me on. I wanted her to pull it harder.

I mentally chastised myself. Down thoughts, down!

No matter how much I kept my mind busy, I was always assaulted when I wasn't paying attention. I was growing quite tired of it now. No matter how much I trained myself, it seemed like my heart had different plans. So as with at night, I tried even harder to push it all away.

She finished up and cleared her throat. The air seemed heavy like she wanted to say something but couldn't. She left the room with "Be ready in 10 minutes"

I hurried to fix my makeup and tie my boots.

X_X_X_X

We arrived at Jake's and immediately made for the keg. I just needed a night to forget about my rabid imagination. I needed to get away from her. Being in such close quarters with something you had come to covet so intensely was mind numbing.

When both of us had our beer we started to mingle. I found a couple of friends I knew from around school and we all talked about grades and movies but I had one eye on Alice, making sure she was having fun. It was an instant reaction for me now to make sure she was happy at all times.

I watched her do a keg stand, she successfully drank for about one minute. While she was hoisted upside down, I couldn't help noticing her white lace panties as her skirt fell down over her. They were covered with a black garter fastened to her black fishnet stockings. I caught myself staring when I noticed a boy that I didn't know, eyeballing her as well. He had tousled brown hair and a blue button up shirt. He wore fitted dark denim jeans and brown cowboy boots. His outfit was topped off with a white Stetson. He helped her down from the keg and held her steady.

I narrowed my gaze. Cowboy better back the fuck off.

I nonchalantly made my way across the room and grabbed Alice in an embrace.

"That was awesome!"

I let go and stood next to her staring the boy down.

With an uneasy smile he introduced himself.

"Hello, I'm Jasper"

He extended his hand and I hesitantly took it.

"Sup, I'm Bella"

I realized how close to Alice I was standing, almost footing myself in between them. Alice didn't seem to care as she sipped at her cup.

"Those sure are cute outfits you beautiful girls have on."

I ignored the comment, simply shaking my head and murmuring "mmm hmm" while taking a swig of my beer and hovering my other hand over my baton... just waiting for cowboy to cross a line.

Alice just smiled wide and politely replied ,"Thank you."

Jasper left and soon returned with three shots of whiskey.

"I thought you girls might like couple doses of Jack"

We took them and slammed the empty glasses on the table, both growling at the after burn.

I couldn't help but notice Jasper eye-fucking Alice. It took a lot in me to not deck this guy. Who exactly did he think he was?

The rage I was feeling at this boy was confusing. I realized that I was acting territorial, it was so unlike me. If I wasn't careful I might as well buy my ticket back to crazy town.

More people kept showing up and it became almost impossible to walk. We all stayed around the table taking shot after shot. I kept my eye on Jasper, making sure he didn't try anything fast on Alice.

She had a bad habit of getting shit-faced and sleeping with random guys. I thought it would be nice to make sure she didn't make any mistakes tonight. Especially mistakes with fucking cowboys. See, I was just doing a friendly service to her, that's all.

After three more shots Jasper was getting annoyingly close to Alice and I watched him like a hawk. Alice broke through my observation as she yelled "Bella!" She stumbled a little to throw her arm around me. You could tell she was really sauced. I laughed at her through my inebriation. I stumbled backward and tried to hold both of us up.

I yelled back louder than I thought as the words came out.

"Alice!"

We laughed and started dancing to the music.

She stopped suddenly and suggested, "We should take body shots!"

It confused me, but not enough to stop me. I was already getting pretty fuzzy so I just nodded my head fast and screamed again, "Yes!"

It seemed like such a good idea at the time.

Jasper's eyes grew impossibly wide as he laughed and shouted, "Hell Yeah!" sealing it with a cliched "whoop!"

Alice started to pour a shot of tequila and reached for a salt shaker and lime. She glanced at me while the shot glass was being filled and said something that I couldn't understand. You could barely make out what anyone was saying over the DJ booth.

I got closer and strained to hear her.

"What?" My voice was starting to break from the shouting.

Her lips touched my ear and a shiver ran down my spine. So much like my dream. God, she was sexy.

She shouted even louder, "Get the fuck on the table!"

I laughed at her and shook my head, screaming, "Oh!"

I felt my back come in contact with the edge of the table and hopped on top. I then laid flat across it. All of a sudden I felt Alice's hands lifting up my shirt, exposing my abdomen. Her fingers brushed my skin softly leaving low hummed burn in their wake. I felt myself sigh "Mmm", yet I knew no one heard me over the noise.

She sprinkled the salt in a line on my torso and placed the lime wedge in my mouth facing out. I held my hand out taking the shot glass as she handed it to me. I was starting to feel very drunk now that the shots were hitting me full force. The room was spinning and all of a sudden a fierce tingling sensation hit my waist as Alice's tongue met the bottom of my naval and slid all the way up my salted skin.

I bucked my hips upward and moaned out loud as she encompassed her mouth around the shot glass and drank it down. I was quickly met face to face with Alice as she grabbed the lime wedge out of my mouth with her own. Her lips swept ever so slightly along mine leaving me longing for more contact.

I was left lying on the table exposed as the whole group surrounding us cheered and whistled.

I came to sit up and walked over to Alice, eying her. What the hell did she think she was doing? This was ridiculous and I couldn't believe I had agreed to it. She was teasing me and it was starting to piss me off. I needed to get away from her or I was likely to make every one of those little boys wet dreams come true by taking her on the table.

I stumbled as things felt more and more fuzzy. Fuck, I was drunk. I walked into the living room searching around for anyone else that I knew. My eyes tried to steady things but it was hard to focus.

Suddenly Jacob was carrying me in his muscular arms. I didn't know where we were headed so I just lay my head on his shoulder and enjoyed the ride, slipping in and out of consciousness.

I finally felt gravity pulling me down as he lay me on his bed. I looked up at him and smiled.

"Hey... sexy."

He laughed and shook his head "Bella, you're fucking wasted. You just called me "sex me"

I did not.

Wait.

Maybe I did.

Shit.

I was fucking drunk.

He sat next to me and tried to lift me up. I struggled and placed my hands on my knees and steadied myself. My head wobbled as it turned to meet Jacob. I slurred out some nonsense that even I couldn't make out.

Jacob just kept laughing at me as everything started to get dark...

...and then I was falling.

I felt a sudden cold rim meet my lips as Jacob said, "Here Bella, drink this. You'll feel better."

I realized then that I was in front of a toilet.

"How in the hell did I get here?"

I had no brain filter anymore as the words I was thinking were coming out of my mouth with the greatest of ease.

Jacob was holding my hair back as I moved to vomit again. He wiped the excess puke away from the corners of my mouth and held the glass of water to my lips again. I drank eagerly. It felt like heaven washing down my throat.

I felt fingers brushing through the back of my hair. God, I loved Jacob. He was such a good friend. I had laid my forehead on the rim of the toilet, letting the cold surface calm my throbbing head.

I finally started to feel better. It must have been hours that I had been throwing up but I felt like I could become somewhat coherent now. My eyes moved to focus on Jacob and realized that it wasn't Jacob who had been sitting with me in the bathroom. It was Alice.

I lifted my head up and stared at her. She gave me a smile and said "Hey honey, did you have a nice nap?"

I must have dozed off again. I just kept looking at her, surprised as hell.

"How did you get here?"

Everything around me still felt hazy. I was slightly coherent but I could tell I was still tipsy enough to see double.

The two Alices in front of me chuckled and answered,

"In the bathroom? I've been in the bathroom with you for a couple of hours now."

I was very confused. Hadn't Jacob taken me to his room?

"Where is Jake?"

She kept chuckling, "He took you into his room but you started to pass out and when you came to, you rushed out of it and came to vomit. He didn't want to be around you so he found me."

Great, now I felt terrible.

"Oh," I placed my head in my hands and inhaled, "Thank you, I didn't mean to ruin your night Alice. You should go have fun with Jasper."

My words were slightly muffled by my hands.

She grasped my wrists with her fingers and pulled my hands away from my face. Her vibrant green eyes captured mine and wouldn't let go of their hold. Her voice was low and sincere as she refused to look away.

"Bella, You didn't ruin my night,"

Her face was so perfect. Her lips called to me.

"and Jasper has a girlfriend," she added, and the fact didn't seem to bother her at all.

Then my mouth filter failed again as the words just kind of came pouring out.

"God.. you are so beautiful."

I couldn't believe what I had said but I had no power over my words. They had a will of their own and I was at the point I didn't care much. My head was still foggy. This all seemed so much more like one of my dreams than reality.

I felt something warm and delicious on my lips then. The taste of strawberries were invading my tongue. My mouth reacted and moved to the rhythm of the kiss. I reached around Alice's head and entwined my fingers with her hair. I pulled softly as she moaned in my mouth. I parted her lips with my tongue and invited the strawberries in for a longer visit. She urgently swept her tongue along mine and breathed into me deeply. We continued kissing feverishly. She took my bottom lip between her teeth and bit down softly.

All the blood had gone to my core and I was aching for release. God, I wanted her so badly. I let my hands reach for her hips and pushed her on to the floor. She let out a small whimper and laid flat for me. I braced myself above her, placing each of my hands on either side of her face. I let one of them trail up and down her costume, caressing softly as she writhed beneath me.

Her hands grabbed her hair as she moaned, apparently enjoying my hands exploring her body. Her eyes were lidded and she looked right up at me. She arched her head back, lifting her breasts closer. I met them as they rose, with my fingers at their peeks. I rubbed harder following her movement and moaned as soon as she did.

Her brown ringlets laid like a halo around her face. I wanted to make her mine. She should be mine.

I didn't know what came over me then. I had never fucked around with any girl before in my life. None of my dreams ever got this far, so I was surprised when it seemed instinctive. I found myself lifting her skirt and gazing at her white lace underwear. She kept looking at me watching my every movement. I sat back on my calves and grabbed her knees, pushing them up so they opened her more for me.

Her eyes were locked on mine until I looked down and watched her underwear slightly move as she inhaled and exhaled deeply. Her arms were laying above her head, running her fingers through her hair waiting impatiently for me to make the next move. I still had both my hands grasping her knees until I let one of them blaze a trail down over her fishnet tights towards her center. I lightly brushed over the lace of her panties and watched her reaction.

She closed her eyes and moaned softly.

Fuck me.

I was so turned on right now. I was still so drunk right now and I was one hundred and ten percent sure this was a dream. That was the only explanation for this whole situation seeming so flawless. So fuck it. This was definitely about to go down.

I gulped as I moved her underwear out of the way to allow access for my fingers. I paid particularly close attention to them as they skimmed the surface. She was so wet. It was all for me. I wore a completely ridiculous grin then at the notion.

I slowly let my fingers slip inside her as she arched her back and moaned, "Fuck."

She was breathing erratically as she spoke again, "Bella."

That was it. I shoved what was left of my fingers inside her, moaning at the sensation. She was so wet and she wanted more. I started to pump faster as she rocked her hips back and forth on me creating friction. She bucked hard as I curled my fingers up and kept drawing her center forth.

My attention was caught by her hands crawling from her hair down to her breasts. She rubbed at them grunting with each thrust.

"Don't stop," she said, her voice urgent and wanting.

Her breathing intensified and she starting to clamp down around my fingers as they massaged her. I could feel her about to orgasm and I quickly removed myself from her.

I didn't want this to be over yet. I wasn't ready to wake up from this dream. Not this time.

I reached for my handcuffs as she pleaded with a series of whimpers against the lack of my presence. I opened them and fastened them around her wrists and she giggled with delight. Her naughty smirk pulled every string in my heart and I wanted to give her more.

After successfully arresting her I hovered over her body and kissed her violently, letting my tongue twirl with hers. The kisses burned every nerve in my body to ashes. Each feeling was intense and unrelenting.

I waited then for her breathing to steady. As it slowed I decided she was ready.

I let my hips fit in between her legs and finally replaced my fingers, only this time I pressed one more in there to join the first two. I thrust my hips into my hand making my fingers thrust deeper into her. She was dripping around them as they pumped faster.

She screamed my name over and over and was going completely off the charts.

I kissed her neck while struggling to keep myself propped up in that position. Her legs were clamping into my sides as I thrust steadily. Each moan was sounding closer and closer together. I knew she was even before she stated it.

"Bella, I'm coming."

I didn't ease up but instead thrust into her harder. The realization that she was having an orgasm because of my touch intensified the rush to my nerves. I felt myself about to release at the friction between us.

"Fuck," I hissed through my teeth.

I let me head fall as she screamed one more time into my ear. She brought her arms that were locked together over my head, holding me to her as she came. I joined her a few seconds later with my own orgasm.

We both were short of breath and just laughed softly.

I lazily held myself over her, my body begging to collapse. Still breathing heavily, I looked down at her beautiful face and waited for her to open her eyes. When she did, they were deep and loving. She smiled at me and brought me down to kiss her. They were short and sweet kisses.

"Wow," she breathed up and down heavily.

I crawled out of her embrace and unlocked her cuffs, tossing them aside.

I finally moved next to her and laid down. I was able to breathe a little deeper as I looked at her. We lay on the floor just staring into each others eyes for an endless amount of time.

She slid closer to me, hitching her leg up over my waist and laying her arm across my chest. Her face rest in the crook of my neck and she finally exhaled, slowing her breathing.

She mumbled, "So officer, are you going to let me get away with just a warning this time?"

I giggled, "Yeah but don't let me catch you disobeying the law again, or else."

She laughed right back and responded, "Or else what?"

"Mmm I guess I'll just have to lock you up and throw away the key."

A smile permanently affixed to my face as I played along with her words.

I felt her lay a soft kiss on my throat and noticed her lips formed a smile when they were finished.

She softly said, "Maybe I want you to lock me away forever."

Her fingers found my jaw line and she caressed it lovingly.

I had the feeling I should say something else, so I let out a soft whisper.

"Alice..."

She hummed into my neck, "Hmm?"

"Never mind."

I decided I didn't want to ruin the moment.

This dream seemed so real. The haze of it never really left as she lay resting in my arms throughout the night. We both fell asleep, basking in the afterglow of our little adventure. Tomorrow I could deal with the wet panties. This dream was the best one I'd had in a very long time.

A/N: alright kids, heres the story morning glory: Over a month ago I was at a party and I got drunk enough to make an ass out of myself by trying to start my own Fight Club, yes, I am serious. I ended up spraining my wrist trying to punch people. I had to have a cast for about 4 weeks which made writing/typing/living unbearable. AFTER I finally was able to take the cast off, I had to rehabilitate my writing hand to be able to use it again, so far so good.

So a thousand apologies to everyone who likes this story, I AM TRULY SORRY for the long wait, I have more chapters done and they will be posted as soon as I am possibly able. Thank you for reading/reviewing. I will be able to respond to each review more thoroughly now, sorry if you have reviewed and I didn't thank you, I will work on it. I love each and every one of you guys so much, thank you for reading.

This chapter turned into 10 different shades of fail for me because it was written over the course of so many life changes. Now I am faced with loads of school work that I now have to catch up on. Which sadly will push the release of more chapters but hopefully after class is done I will be able to focus more on this story as I have so many good ideas for it and want to see it through until the very end.

Hopefully the juicy scene in this chapter made up for the wait. Trust me when I say I am only getting started =]

S/N: Random Fact about this chapter: I really really hate it when writers have their characters drink bottles upon bottles of alcohol and never really GET DRUNK, so when I wrote Bella drunk I tried to convey that she had really no idea what was going on because as we who drink all know: you seriously are not even the slightest coherent, am I am a perfect example of this. So, hopefully you enjoyed it.

Again, thank you so much for everything guys, for hanging in there with me. I'll never be able to tell you how much I appreciate it.

Please remember to review =] I love hearing what you have to say, even if its bad, its worth it to me.