I woke up to the sound of people talking and the smell of bacon. It took me a moment before I realized where I really was.

"Hey sleepy head." Edward whispered from beside me.

"Mmm" I mumbled still not able to form words. I rolled over and opened my eyes so that I was facing him. I was still trying to tune in to the ruckus going on downstairs.

"Your mother invited some guests for breakfast." Edward told me, as if he could actually read my mind. He gave me a faint smile at the same time I heard her speak.

I jolted up immediately, I was suddenly very awake. "Emma!" I yelled as I bolted down the stairs case in my pajamas. The blond figure in the kitchen turned around to look at me. She looked the same as always. Mary-Margaret who was behind her cooking, turned to smile and wave at me.

"Bella." She laughed as she came towards me and embraced me in a hug. Being away from Emma for a year was probably the hardest thing I had experienced. Although my memory was wiped, the pain I felt when I did remember the truth was unbearable. Just then I felt another persons arms around me.

"Aunty Bella!"
"Henry." I exclaimed. I took a step back to look at both of them. "You've really grown, Henry, holy cow, you're almost as tall as me."
"Except you're naturally shorter than the average 21 year old." Emma said.
"It's funny how much I missed your sarcasm." I replied.

"Except the height thing is kind of true." She smiled.

We joined Henry at the breakfast bar, as David got out our plates. "So how goes it little sister? What have you been doing?" I wasn't quite sure where to start, I looked over to Mary-Margaret, who was giving me the ultimate mom look.

'Tell her' she mouthed.

"Tell me what?" Emma asked looking between the both of us, clearly having read Mary-Margaret's unsubtle lip motions.

"There's someone I want you to meet." I said hesitantly. Emma had always been over protective of me. Especially when it came to boys. Not that I had even had many boys around, except for my foster brothers. "Edward" I called out. Almost immediately Edward made his way down the stairs, stunning as always. I could see Emma gawking out of the corner of my eye.

"Well, uh, hi." Emma said as Edward came to my side.

Edward politely introduced him self to Emma and Henry. It was weird to see both sides of my life come together. It was something I would have to get used, but It was nice.

"So are you like from the arctic?" Henry asked Edward, after we all finished breakfast. I could see Edward laugh slightly out of the corner of his mouth.

"Something like that. I mean, Bella is from... Boston? Well, around here and she's almost as pale as me, so I guess it's hard to tell." I smiled as I listen in on their conversation. I never had seen Edward interact with children before. He was good. Better than me at least. Had we had the potential to have a family, I knew he would've been a good father.

I left the two boys to their conversation and made my way to my mother and Emma who had situated them selves on a couch by a window. My mother motioned to me to sit with her.

"We have so much to catch up on." She said as she brushed my hair out of my face.

"Mom, as far as you're aware it's been like two days since I left." I laughed.

"I know but, maybe you should tell Emma what you told me." She said.

"About What?"

"About Edward."
"Yeah, what about Edward, sis? Tell me the dirty details." Emma smiled. I rolled my eyes and landed them directly at my mom, who was also smiling.

"Edward is sorta my... fiancé." I said.

Emma didn't say anything. She just stared at me. My mom was still smiling, but Emma was far from it. I knew Emma wouldn't approve. She never does when it comes to stuff like this. As far as she is aware I will also be her baby sister. There was one occasion in particular when I was thirteen and our sixteen year old foster brother had gotten a little too close to me to her liking. Of course I was young and vulnerable and clung to any piece of attention I could get, because for most of my life no one ever cared about me. Emma had scared him off. I was mad at her at first, but I realized eventually that he was as creepy as she made him out to be.

I looked at Emma now. She looked the same as when I last saw her, except for the fact that she probably hadn't cut her hair in the past 2 years.

"Bella, are you insane?" She hissed. "You've known this guy for what, a year and a half? I mean he's handsom and I get that you love him but what is the rush?"
"I don't think 21 is young to get married." My mom said in rebuttal to Emma's comment.

"Mom, you grew up in a place where crickets could speak fluent English. Bella didn't. This is so so so so so different! Not even to mention he now has much more to learn about you." Emma whispered a little bit to loud. I knew Edward was listening to this. I didn't dare glance in his direction. As far as anyone else was aware, he was deep into a conversation about cars with David and Henry.

"Emma..." I trailed off. I was about to bring up the fact that Emma was a mother by my age, but I knew this conversation didn't need to go there. I just looked at her. I could see the sympathy in her face. It was almost pity, but I quickly wrote that off before I could bring up any more anger towards my sister.

"Bella. All I'm saying is think about it. Okay?"

"Okay." I said quietly.

"Well." Mary-Margaret chimed in. "Despite the slight disagreement. I am just so happy to have my girls back together." She pulled us both in for a hug.

I spent the rest of my day showing Edward around Story brooke. It also included a tour of Emma and Neal's new duplex which was actually quite nice. However, Edward was quite taken by Mr. Golds pawn shop. He found many of the items quite interesting, but was completely oblivious to Mr. Gold's peculiar attitude towards him. I had told him before we went in that he was a very odd man, but the way Mr. Gold acted when he saw Edward was way weirder than normal. He must know something about vampires, I thought. Edward could read minds though, he must have picked something up.

"Does he know about vampires?" I asked Edward, as we walked hand in hand down the boardwalk.

"I wasn't quite sure actually." Edward said unevenly. "I couldn't read his mind. You said he was odd so I just went with it. Was he being particularly unusual?"

"Well, no, yes, I mean he is Rumplestiltskin, but it was weird the way he acted around you. As if he were waiting for you to bite of his head or something." Edward didn't say anything, he just stared at me. "You know what I mean." I half laughed. I hadn't realized until we how far we had walked until I realized that we had reached the docks.

"Well, maybe that's something we should discuss later, I should really talk to Carlisle." He said quietly as he held me and moved his face closer to mine.

"Edward." I whispered.

"Yes, love?" he replied, still holding me in a close embrace.

"Theres, uh people watching." I motioned to behind him where the Happy, Doc and Grumpy were blatantly staring at us from the fishery building. Grumpy smiled and waved when we both looked over, and the three men laughed and wooed at us.

"Right this way then."

Edward pulled me through the maze of docs until we reached a secluded area between some boats he sat down and pulled me on top of him. In an instant his lips were on mine. He had been really pushing his limits lately and I had started to wonder if I had officially pushed the the early 20th century man right out of him. My hands tangled in his hair, and his had already pushed the back of my shirt up. I was just about to break for air when we interrupted by a loud slam. Out of one of the sail boats to our left appeared non other than Storybrooke's pirate in residence.

"Ohoy there, mates!" he said over enthusiastically, almost sarcastically. He gave me smile. Yep, definitely Sarcasm