A/N: HAPPY THANKSGIVING. Ha, it's summer. Whatever, I can pretend! Time for some Bella POV. It's been too long :)

Disclaimer: That's me disclaim-...ing...I guess. Lol. "Far from Twilight do I own." - Yoda (He never said that, but he would, if he wrote fanfictions about Twilight :)

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"Oh gosh, and like that one time, when Drew Carrey," I laughed as Mr. Cullen and I discussed apparently, both of our favorite show, on the TV. We were watching it in his office down by the gym, while we ate, as I'm speaking. We were sharing a chair, so I was practically in his lap, sort of crooked, but it didn't bother me.

In fact, I sort of liked it, even though if someone walked in they'd see it as innappropriate.

Well, I've only ever seen the show, once or twice, but it's one of the only ones I've seen and I loved it. Edward knows that I don't watch TV at home, but he doesn't know why. To be honest, I don't know why, other than because James and Victoria said I can't. They're so weird.

"Oh gosh," I laughed Mr. Cullen threw his head back, his adam's apple bobbing. I sighed, shaking my head. "These guys..."

"They need a hobby." Mr. Cullen finished my sentance and I shook my head.

"What are they gonna' do with their lives other than this?"

"You're right," Mr. Cullen laughed and took one of the chips he'd packed for me. I smacked him playfully and pulled it right from in between his lips, where he'd casually set it, and ate it. He laughed, sitting up. "Hey! Not fair!"

"It was my chip!" I smirked and loudly chewed it up.

There were three raps on the door, and I shot out of Edward's lap, and nearly three feet in the air. I recognized Esme's chuckle as she walked in, and patted my shoulder, setting my daughter's carrier on the desk.

"Are we interrupting?"

"Hey Mom!" Mr. Cullen laughed, hugging Esme. I rolled my eyes, face face still hot from Esme walking in. I shouldn't defensive, that was anything but intimate - but there's just something about it. I don't know.

"Hi honey, hello Bella dear. I didn't know you guys eat lunch together!" She smield.

"Only every day this year," Mr. Cullen rolled his eyes.

"I didn't know that," She smiled and hugged me, again. I hugged her back, because to be honest, who doesn't love Esme's hugs? They're always so motherly!

Speaking of motherly!

I turned around to my gurgling child and unhooked her from her seat. "Hey lady-bug!" I grinned at her and she smiled back. "Look at you, you get to see Momma' at school!"

"I told her we were going to see her Momma' today and she was just smilin'...I'm telling you, that kid knows what I'm saying. She's smart." Esme told me and I nodded. I know she's smart, she's going to be a genius, not that she already isn't one. I held her to my chest and rocked a bit while Esme talked to Mr. Cullen.

"How's Katie?" Mr. Cullen asked and Esme smiled.

"She was in a good mood this morning, she said to tell you hi, and that she loved you."

"You didn't go see her today?" I asked him, raising an eyebrow. He shook his head.

"I got my hair cut, I want to surprise her tomorrow on thanksgiving.

One thing I forgot to mention is that I don't have classes for the rest of the day. We're getting ready to go on Thanksgiving break, and Thanksgiving it tomorrow. Mr. Cullen is taking me to eat with his siblings. I'm excited, but not excited, at the same time. I don't want to spend the next seven days with James and Victoria. I'd be thrilled if it were just Emma and I.

But it's not.

"I see," I nodded, slapping a smile on my face. "I can't wait to see her."

"Oh, me too!" Esme grinned. "She loves Thanksgiving. Between that and Christmas - they're her favorite holidays."

"They would be mine to," I told them and I didn't realize how I sounded until I got funny looks from both of them. I shook it off, knowing they wouldn't say anything if I didn't. Mr. Cullen had cleaned our food up and grabbed my bag by this point.

"Walk me out?" My Mom smiled and I nodded, with Mr. Cullen, wrapping the blanket around Emma tighter.

As we were walking out, Emma was in my arms, and I was laughing with Esme and Mr. Cullen. That's when we walked past Lauren and Jessica. They stared at me, wide eyed as my baby giggled. She thought they were pretty funny-looking people, just like her Momma did. She is a smart baby.

"You have a kid?" Jessica sneered and I nodded, a little bigt more confident in my answer. I'd never be ashamed of this angel.

"You are a slut," Lauren sighed. "Poor bastard child."

"Excuse me?" Mr. Cullen and I both shot back.

"Is it his? I mean, come on, Mr. Cullen. You're hot - you could do better."

"Of course it's not mine! Emma is an amazing baby, and as proud as I'd be if she were mine...she isn't but that doesn't make a difference towards the way you spoke about both of them!"

"Whatever, way to show off!" Lauren laughed, her nasally voice giving me a headache.

"You girls should really shut your mouths." I spoke darkly. "If you really know what's good for you - then you'll shut your traps. If you don't...I guess I'll just have to deal with you."

"What?" They chimed but we were already walking away. I just shrugged, not even looking at them.

When we got out in the parking lot, both Esme and Edward high-fived and hugged me. "Way to go, Momma' bear!" Edward chuckled, he hugged me, and kissed Emma's hair. "I've never seen that side of you."

"And if you don't say crap about my daughter, then you shouldn't have too. Nobody says stuff like that about Emma and get's away with it. She's my final straw." I told him and he grinned, hugging me. I smiled.

"You're a good Mommy, sweetheart." Esme smiled and I nodded. Suddenly I wished she had a Daddy.

Of course, there's always her biological Dad - but I'd never tell anyone about him. Emma's father, the only person who I've ever had sex with, is my father - James. I hate that this has to be the case - but I'd never look at him as a father, and I'd never want her to. So, in the future, when she asks, I may make up a story or something.

But nobody will know about James.

"What's wrong, Bella?" Mr. Cullen whispered and I shook my head.

"Just thinking." I sighed, wishing she could have a father like Edward. He's a great man, and I know he's not, but he's the closest thing to a father in the baby's life right now. I just kissed her head, silently making a promise that she'd never be alone. That's all that matters.

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"You ready, baby?" I smiled as I bundled Emma up. It's freezing out, I can feel that through the window. Emma gurgled as I covered up her pretty, blue onsie that Nana Esme bought her.

We decided that since Em would be talking soon, that we should call Esme 'Nana' Esme, because they'd be close for, hopefully, their lives. I smiled, looking at myself in the mirror. My bruises were healing nicely, and with the holiday, James and Victoria have been spending most of their times at the bars.

Which is a very, very positive thing.

Esme had bought me this gorgeous, deep blue, silk dress that I was wearing. I told her she shouldn't have but she refused to take it back, and said if I didn't show up in it, that she'd be very upset.

So, I'm wearing the dress. I'm really just hoping Mr. Cullen likes it - wow, that sounded bad. I shouldn't have, but I've formed a sort of...crush on my teacher. It's ridiculous, and will never get past this stage but...I can't help but dream though. I'm a hormonal, teenage girl and some things just never change.

That's when Edward walked up to the door, and rang the doorbell. I answered, nervous about what he'd think of my house. I'd seen his and Esme's a million times, but he's never been here. And to be honest...it's not the nicest home on the block. Especially with James and Victoria owning it.

"You look...amazing." He breathed as his eyes looked over me. I couldn't help but notice that he was wearing a blue button up shirt with black slacks. We matched. I grinned.

"Spoken by Mr. Handsome himself." I winked, surprising everyone and myself, and grabbed Em's carrier.

"I'll take her," He smiled taking the carrier, bag, and my purse. It never ceases to amaze me how polite he was. Esme and Carlisle did a damn good job as to teaching thier son manners, I can tell you that.

He opened the car for me and then moved to buckle Em in. I smiled as I watched him coo at her while he made sure she was safely buckled in. Every single day I wished harder that I could find someone half as good as him for Em and I. He's just...absolutely amazing with her, and that means the world to me.

"All set?" He walked around and sat in the drivers seat, turning on the heat.

"Yes,' I smiled.

"Good, let's get this Thanksgiving on!"

I laughed as we pulled out of my driveway and drove to the hospital.

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"Edward! Bella! Emma!" Little Kate giggled when Edward and I walked in.

"Hey Princess," I smiled and hugged Kate.

"Edward, your hair is shorter! Doesn't he look handsome like that Bella? I've been telling him to cut it!" Kate smirked at Mr. Cullen who huffed. I laughed aloud and pulled Emma from her carrier.

I helped Kate hold her while the other's arrived and greeted each other. I liked how close, and happy, the Cullen's were with each other.

"Nurse Swan said she'd eat with me today!" Kate smiled and my head shot up. Swan? That's my last name.

"Only Renee would agree to work on Thanksgiving," Carlisle sighed. That's when I remembered he was probably this 'Renee's boss. He would know her, fairly well, I guess. I just smiled and didn't say anything though - I didn't know this woman.

"Renee's daughter was kidnapped when she was just a baby," Mr. Cullen whispered to me and I suddenly held Emma that much closer to me. He nodded, knowing what I did. "I can't remember what she said they named her...I think it was Isabella, actually," He looked sheepishly at me. "They are still searching, fighting tooth and nail to save that girl. She'd be grown up now though."

"That's awful," I whispered.

"But you know you'd keep searching if it were Emma," He stated and I nodded, knowing fully well I'd look every corner of this earth, before and after death, to find my baby girl. "Even I would, for Emma, Kate, Rose...Mom...Alice...you." he breathed and I looked up, his green eyes stared back, sincerely.

"That means a lot to me," I whispered.

"Good." He smiled and hugged me with one arm before his brother Jasper, and brother-in-law, Emmett, came and took him to talk. Boys.

That's when Rosalie sat down on one side of me, and Alice sat on the other. Alice was married to Jasper. They lived together up in Nevada, I think. I'm not sure. Edward never told me, I just guessed from the picture on Mr. Cullen's desk.

Alice was short, and sweet, with a pixie cut and bright blue eyes. Her twin was Emmett, who was big, and muscle-y, with dimples, and matching eyes. They all got picked on because Rose and Jazz are twins and they married Emmett and Alice, also twins. I think it's cute, and would make a great love story.

"Your baby, she's beautiful," Alice told me, smiling.

"Er, thanks," I smiled at Emma who had hold of my long, brown hair.

"It's incredible how much she looks like you, too," Rosalie added and I smiled at her.

"So, you're one of Edward's students?" Alice asked me and I nodded. "What's that like? Having a life inside and outside of school with him?"

"Oh...it doesn't seem like a huge deal for me...I mean...I don't have really anyone else...so he's important to me..." I mumbled not sure what to say to him.

"Time for food!" I sighed with relief, feeling cornered in between the girls, when a woman with long dark hair and bright blue eyes came in. Her hair sort of reminded me of mine, actually. It was the same color and only a few inches shorter.

We all ate as a family. I smiled as Kate talked her mouth off, Esme having to tell her to eat every few minutes, because otherwise she'd forget. She was so happy, excited that we were all together for the holiday - her favorite one.

I watched Mr. Cullen all night too. I could see two things in his eyes - first being the happiness. He was just as happy as Kate to have everyone together. He loved the holidays, and he loved his sister. He was really just a loving person.

But then there was the second emotion - the one that made me sad. It was pain in his eyes. He was sad, but he wasn' t going to tell anyone that. I knew he was - he mentioned it the other day. There was a very, very high chance that this would be Kate's last Thanksgiving. He said she may not be here for Christmas even.

This only made me pray, just pray harder every single night for a miracle. I always thought I had it hard, but you know...being with James is nothing compared to being the mother, big brother, or...even the patient...or an ill child. Especially one as sweet, and alive as Kate. I knew with her illness she would quickly go from her best to her worst in an instant.

And then it would be over.

I quickly changed my thought direction, knowing I needed to knock it off before I started crying. I needed to enjoy the time I have with Kate, isntead of worrying about the future that she may not be in.

That's when I felt Mr. Cullen's hand over mine, he gave me a look and I knew I'd been caught. He knew exactly what I was thinking, just like I did him. He sighed and glanced at Em, who slept soundly in my arms, before smiling.

"She's comfy," I giggled.

"I can see that," He chuckled and ran his finger down her cheek. She smiled in her sleep and I couldn't help but smile too.

"She loves you, Mr. Cullen. I don't know if I'll ever be able to pry her from you...or myself." I sighed.

"Bella, don't call me Mr. Cullen when we aren't in class anymore," He sighed and I looked at him, confused. Some teachers were totally anal about that stuff and would get upset and rant about respect when you call them otherwise. "You and this baby are pretty much my best friends and family - there shouldn't be any higher power or formalities."

"You don't mind, Mr...I mean, Edward?" I asked and he shook his head, smiling.

"I like it when you say my name," Edward winked.

"Oh..." I smiled, feeling that much closer to him.

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When Edward and I pulled up in front of my house, James and Victoria were home. I didn't want to go in. I knew they'd be drunk and I knew it'd be one hell of a night. I took in a deep breath and looked at Edward.

"Ed...I need to tell you something..." My nerves were suffocating me. They haven't been home, so I didn't think about making dinner for them. They'll be beyond furious.

"What's wrong?" He immediatley sensed my tense atmosphere.

"Edward...it's Mom and Dad...they...you asked who hits me, Edward. It's them. Victoria and James...and they're drunk, I didn't cook for them! Edward..." I began hyperventalating and Edward gasped.

The next thing I know, he was doing a U-turn and speeding as fast and far away from my house as possible.

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A/N: Cliffie! DUN-DUN-DUNNN! Ah, it's like, two in the morning. I suddenly had the urge to write this chapter and so...I did. And now I'm exhausted and regretting it! lol. Night everyone! Read and Review, please! It's greatly appreciated!

Love you all!

- Emma