A/N: Stephenie Meyer rules all life.
EPOV
I followed Bella to her bedroom like a lost puppy. I wasn't all too together after what happened in my room and I wasn't sure that I would be. Again, Bella was ever the professional, writing in her notebook. I sat on her bed until she was complete.
"Edward, I need you to document what happened in there." She nudged me with the pad of paper. I grasped it in my numb fingers and it fell to the floor. The look on my face must've alarmed her because she was in front of me in an instant, her hands running up and down my arms.
"Are you okay? You look like you're going to be sick," I refocused my eyes and stared at her.
"Yea…yea…" I mumbled and laid back against the bed. My groaned internally; her hands felt so good, so comforting. I wanted to be held again, but didn't want to seem weak.
"You sure?" She brushed some stray hairs from my forehead. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.
"Not at all. I think we need to leave, just for a little while. Until things settled down a bit." I whispered. Bella sighed and sat next to me. She placed her hand on top of mine and squeezed.
"If you feel the need, you can go. But it's my job to figure out what is exactly happening here. Maybe you could stay with Alice or Emmett." I shook my head.
"Where I go, you go. You promised after the night you almost drowned that you wouldn't leave my side." Caught in a web of her own making, Bella stood up and slumped in a nearby chair.
"Edward, I'm serious. I need to stay. The spirit is getting stronger every minute."
"Exactly. That's why you're coming with me. I'm not one for compromise." I sat up now, feeling more energized from the challenge placed in front of me.
"Neither am I. I'm staying and that's final." Damn, she was a stubborn one. Pulling on my last reserve, I walked over to her and picked her up. She was glaring at me, and I ignored her. Sucking in a breath, I pulled her close. And then I stopped thinking.
BPOV
Frustration and anxiety flowed through me as I listened to Edward demand that I leave with him. I didn't want to leave; what happened earlier was just the beginning, the appetizer before the main meal. He just didn't understand what was going on here. I nearly lost it when he said he wasn't going to compromise. And then nearly lost it for a different reason when he hauled me against his chest. I wasn't sure I really knew what was going on but stopped thinking. He began to lean towards me and I couldn't read the expression on his face. He whispered my name and his breath intoxicating. He quickly closed the distance between us and his lips gently pressed against mine. His arms were wrapped around my waist and he pulled me closer, pressing me against his chest and lifting me up to reach his lips more easily. I couldn't move, couldn't breathe, couldn't think. He broke the kiss temporarily and we were both breathing faster. He kissed me again, this time deepening the kiss. He turned his head and his lips moved against mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and clung to him, surprised by my own reaction to his kiss. It was just a kiss. Just a kiss. Just the best fucking kiss ever. Just a kiss…
The kiss continued to deepen. Not fully understanding what was happening, I open my mouth slightly. Edward took that as a signal to proceed and began to get more eager with the kiss. His tongue slid inside my mouth and I felt myself pulling him closer. He tightened his grip and I felt myself getting weak in the knees. It was probably for the best that he was holding me so tightly or I might have collapsed to the floor. I was getting lost in the kiss and probably would have melted soon if the house hadn't started shaking.
The shaking began slowly and progressed to a violent shaking that could be confused as an earthquake. Edward grumbled against my lips without completely breaking the kiss. I backed away from him and the shaking stopped. It was almost as if the spirit didn't want us to kiss. I tested my theory. I quickly kissed Edward again. He was a little shocked, but willing to oblige. The house began to shake again, much faster this time. I backed away again, the rumbling stopped.
"Maybe leaving wouldn't be such a bad idea." I whispered. Edward took the opportunity and pulled out his cell phone to make reservations at a nearby hotel. I hurried around my room gathering my supplies and clothes for a few days. I was hoping we wouldn't be gone that long, but I wanted to be ready just in case. Edward came back into the room with a bag of clothes. We stared at each other for a moment. There was some strong emotion hiding behind his eyes that he wouldn't quite reveal, and I was almost sure that I was feeling the same. We would have to talk about what just happened soon, but for now, all I was concerned about was leaving. Edward came to me, took my bag and led me out the door.
