Disclaimer: All characters belong to Stephenie Meyer.

Edward and I had been dating for 2 months. The time had just flown by. Edward and I did everything together. He took me to Seattle to get new books and he would always come to pick me up in the morning and stay with me after school until Charlie came home. Edward and I fit together perfectly. There was no awkwardness between us. It was like we had known each other forever.

"You know Emmett is coming home this weekend from college." Edward and I were in my kitchen making dinner for me and my dad. It was beef stroganoff, one of Charlie's personal favorites.

"Is there a specific reason you told me or are you just being random?" He laughed while he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Well my mom is making a big deal of it and she's making a really nice dinner for all of us and she wanted to know if you would join us. My mom and dad know that we've been dating for a long time and they still haven't met you. So will your come?" I dropped the knife I was holding and turned myself around in his arms.

"I don't know. What if they don't like me?" Edward laughed out loud.

"How could they not like you? You are the sweetest, most caring, most loving woman I have ever met." He began to kiss up my neck stopping right before he reached my lips. He lips lightly brushed over mine while he breathed out and I breathed in. I couldn't take it anymore and I took his face between my hands and kissed him so hard I though he was actually going to fall over. His hands grabbed my hips and he knocked me back into the counter. I parted my lips and his tongue entered my mouth. It was unbearable and I almost fell backwards but my hand reached back to stop me and landed right on top of the knife I put on the counter. I pulled back and grabbed my hand. There was blood dripping over the counter onto the onions.

"Here get it under cold water" Edward grabbed my hand and put it under the faucet. "I'm sorry I didn't mean for you to get hurt." Edward looked like he wanted to kill himself.

"Calm down Edward. It was an accident. Maybe if your kissing expertise wasn't distracting me I wouldn't have cut myself." I looked up at him and smiled in hopes that he wouldn't think it was his fault. He pulled my hand away and Edward examined it.

"I don't think you need stitches but it is kind of deep. Just keep it wrapped in the towel."

"Would you please lighten up. It's a cut not the end of the world. I hope your mother doesn't think I'm crazy and I'm a cutter or anything when I meet her." That was sure to soften him up.

"So you're coming?" I finally got him to smile.

"If you're in, then I'm in. Besides she's probably going to think I'm crazy anyway."

"You Isabella Swan are not crazy. I wouldn't want to be the one dating the crazy person." He and I both laughed.

Friday finally arrived and Edward was driving me to his house. Then it hit me that I've never been to his house before. It was in the forest hiding behind trees but when it came into view it was the grandest, most luxurious white house I've ever seen.

"You're house is amazing." I couldn't help but stare as Edward led me to the front door and opened it to a huge white foyer with so much light I could have thought I was in heaven.

"Bella! This must be the famous Bella. Edward hasn't stopped talking about you." Mrs. Cullen walked towards me and gave me a huge hug. Edward just smiled at me.

"Mrs. Cullen your house is amazing. Thank you for having me."

"Oh call me Esme. Carlisle is around here somewhere but I'm not sure where. Probably checking out cars with the boys and Rosalie. Well make yourselves at home; dinner should be ready at 7." She turned around and walked back into the kitchen after giving her son a hug and kiss on the cheek.

"You're mom is amazing. So young looking" I praised.

"Yeah, except it comes back to bite her in the butt when she still gets carded buying an alcoholic drink." That made me laugh. Renee would give anything to be carded. Thinking of my mom made me a little sad.

"Are you okay?" Edward asked.

"Oh it's nothing. I just miss my mom that's all." I grabbed his hand and put on a happy face.

"So are you ready for a tour of the house?"

"Absolutely." I smiled as he pulled me towards the stairs. It turns out his room is on the third floor of the house in the back which had a whole side with windows that overlooked the river running through the forest.

"This is unbelievable." The other side of the room had every kind of book and CD possible. It would take a whole week just to get through all of the titles. "Have you read all of these?"

"Mostly all of them. The bottom shelf here are books I've borrowed from my dad."

"This is incredible. I always just got my books from the library. I'm going to have to borrow some of these. This is quite impressive."

"Well if you think I have an impressive book collection you should see my dads." He laughed as he grabbed my arm and dragged down the hall.

"Your dad?" I completely forgot about his dad. Was it going to be weird? Was he going to be able to keep my secret from Edward? I'd gotten pretty close to Dr. Cullen over the past few weeks during my treatment.

"Yeah, he's a book collector. He has every classic known to English Literature." My nervousness was erased when I saw Dr. Cullen's library collection. There were bookshelves 10 feet high surrounding the whole room.

"Edward I don't think we should just come in here."

"It's okay. He always lets me borrow his books and if I lend the books to you then there's no problem." He looked at me with his green eyes and I was immediately dazzled. I couldn't help but smile and begin to scan the shelves. Just as I was about to choose one the door opened.

"Oh, Edward, Bella I didn't think you would be here. I thought you would be outside with the rest of the kids checking Emmett's new car" Dr. Cullen said.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to intrude. Edward said it would be okay." I glared at Edward.

"No of course it is okay. It's good to see you Bella." He stuck out his hand for me to shake it.

"It's nice to see you too Dr. Cullen." I stuck out my hand to shake his.

"Please call me Carlisle. It makes me feel younger." All three of us laughed. Carlisle looked down at my hand and noticed the cut there. "What happened to your hand?"

"Oh… I had an accident and I cut my hand on a knife. It's no big deal." Carlisle kept looking at it though.

"Huh…well if it doesn't get better in a couple of days come to my office so I can check it out. Okay?"

"Yeah, no problem."

"Okay. Stay out of trouble you two. Esme's got enough on her plate with Emmett being home. I'll see you two later."

Edward and I continued to look at the books and debate about which romance novels were the best.

"We should probably head downstairs, dinner should be ready soon," Edward said.

"Okay." I grabbed Edward's hand as we both walked down the stairs.

The entire dining room table looked like a picture of a Martha Stewart Magazine. Everyone was already gathering around the table when Edward and I took our seats.

"Esme, this meal looks amazing. My mom never had edible food."

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. It's terrible she always had fast food." Esme looked so sad at this thought but it made me laugh.

"No. I meant that my mom attempted cooking but none of it was ever safe to eat." Everyone at the table started laughing. Truth be told I loved my mom's cooking. After 2 years of hospital food, whatever my mom made tasted like heaven to me.

"So Eddie? Looks like you're not gay after all. I guess I owe Jasper 50 bucks." Emmett got all of the kids to laugh but Edward turned bright red. I could tell he hated the name Eddie and his brother was trying to torture him.

"Emmet Cullen. Don't you dare talk like that at the dinner table." Esme scolded her son.

"Oh no he was but when he saw me I swayed him to the straight side." Even Carlisle and Esme laughed too.

"I like this one Eddie. She's a keeper." Edward finally smiled. Under the table our hands were twined and resting on my lap. He gave my hand a gentle squeeze.

"So Bella, what did you do back in Arizona? I'm sure a lot of sports?" Esme asked.

"Nope. I was much more of an indoor kid." I said. "I know I'm supposed to be like sporty and tan and everything but I've always been the quiet, clumsy, pale girl." Emmett started to laugh at me.

"So I guess that means you're not going to play football with us later?" he asked.

"Definitely not." I smiled. I always wished that I could play a physical sport. My mom would have a heart attack if she found out and with Carlisle here, I would never get to play. My eyes gazed over to where Carlisle was sitting but he was absentmindedly talking to Alice.

After dinner everyone went into the living room and turned on Emmett's football games. Edward and I just stared at each other while our hands were intertwined on his lap. Football never caught my interest and Edward got to be pretty bored himself.

"Do you want to go back upstairs?" Edward asked in my ear so no one else would hear. I turned to him and nodded. We slowly made our way upstairs and everyone was so involved in their own conversations that nobody noticed. When we got to his room he slammed the door shut and grabbed me around the waist and kissed me. My back was pressed against the bedroom door and his tongue entered my mouth. I moaned and his hands tangled themselves into my hair. It felt so amazing until I got a sharp pain in my head. I gasped and pulled away. My hands flew straight up to my temples.

"Bella? Are you okay?" The pain was so intense I couldn't respond. "Do you want me to get Carlisle?" That was the last thing I wanted. The pain went away as soon as it came.

"I'm fine. I think."

"Here, come over here to the bed and lie down." He took my hand and led me over to the bed. "Do you feel nauseous?" His concern was so strong. His hands felt my forehead for a temperature.

"Edward I'm seriously fine. It was nothing." He didn't seem to believe me though. "I wasn't done kissing you by the way." When I turned my head to kiss him he pulled away.

"Maybe I should take you home. You're looking a little pale."

"You've got to be kidding me. It was nothing and now you're just seeing things." I didn't want him to ruin a perfectly good evening because of a stupid little headache.

"Come on. Let me take you home it's getting late and Charlie will be wondering where you are." I took his hand and he led me downstairs.

"Everyone, I'm going to be taking Bella home. She's not feeling well." I glared at him. He didn't have to add that last line.

"Oh sweetie, are you feeling okay?" Esme got off the couch and made her way over to me. She put her hand on my face and then frowned. "You feel a little warm but not that you have a fever." Then Carlisle came over to me.

"Are you sure you're feeling okay Bella?" His look was so severe that I almost wanted to backtrack. "I could go get my bag and take a look."

"No it's just a headache. Just a normal headache." I said with the same severity. Carlisle's and mine's attitude was making the room very uncomfortable.

"Jeez dad, it's just a headache, nothing serious. I'm taking her home right now." Edward took my hand and led me out the door and into his car. "Sorry about my dad. I've never seen him act that way. Weird."

"Yeah weird but then again he's around sick people all day. He probably just wanted to make sure I was okay. Which I am by the way" I responded with a stern look. The rest of the ride home was silent. Edward pulled into my driveway. "Charlie's home so I'll just say goodnight here. Goodnight."

"Goodnight" Edward whispered as he leaned over to kiss me goodnight. As he did his hand fit securely over my cheek and it looked as if he was checking to make sure I was okay.

I unbuckled my seatbelt and walked into the house. Charlie was waiting up as I expected and he looked very angry. "Dad? What's wrong?"

"I just got a call from Dr. Cullen. He said that you had a headache and that you weren't feeling well. Bella you need to be careful. Maybe we should go to the hospital and see what's going on. It couldn't hurt."

"Dad! No! I'm not going to any hospitals okay. It was just a headache okay it was a long night end of story. Now I'm going up to bed. You should do the same."

I walked upstairs and fell asleep very quickly. I hadn't realized how tired and sore I was. But my dreams weren't happy and they soon turned into nightmares. They were just like the ones I would have when I was little. I woke up in dripping sweat. It was so hot and stuffy that I couldn't even breathe. My head was pounding so hard I couldn't hear my own thinking. I barely had the energy to get out of my bed and make it in to Charlie's room. When I did my dad shot straight out of bed. "Dad. I don't feel so great."

"Sweetie? What's wrong?" He made it over to me and put his hand on my forehead. "Oh my god! Bella! You're burning up! Here. Come over to the bed." But I couldn't feel my legs anymore and everything got really fuzzy. "BELLA! BELLA!" were the last words I heard before the darkness took me.

Thanks for all of the review guys. Sorry this chapter took so long but school is starting soon. I should be updating soon.