Chapters 9 & 10 Welcome to Fantasy Island

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A/N: I'm combine two small chapters to get caught up with FFN chapter numbers.

EPOV

"Bella said you bought her a boat," Charlie said, as soon as we settled in for the drive to the docks.

"She was excited about the bedrooms and the family area. She said it would be perfect for travelling with the children." Renee added.

"Yes, that's what she said, but I couldn't get any other details from her. What kind of boat is it?" Charlie asked.

"It's a Rodman 64."

"Are you serious?" Charlie asked astonished. "Edward, I know you love Bella, but are you crazy? Bella doesn't know anything about boats, and you bought her a yacht?" In his mind, he flashed on the Guardian I had given her for an engagement gift. The lavish wedding, the trips and other gifts I shower her with.

"It's a yacht? She didn't mention that." Renee said.

"Yes, Renee, our crazy son-in-law bought our daughter a yacht. I read about it in my magazines. It's one of the best luxury yachts for its size, combining reliability and comfort while offering superb sailing performance even in the most adverse conditions." He sounded like an ad for the Rodman Company.

"That's why I bought it. It's safe, it's comfortably appointed, and the size is perfect for our family." Before he went back to the article and thought of the price, I wanted to get his mind on something else.

"Charlie, there are a couple of things you would love on the boat, there's a fish finder, and there's a grill on the flybridge to cook your catch. I hope you don't think the fish finder is cheating."

He laughed. "I don't consider it cheating because you still have to bait your hook and hope the fish take the bait. Then you have to reel the fish in without letting it get away, so I think that evens the playing field."

"I agree. It's not like those fish trawlers that scrape the bottom of the sea."

"Edward, don't get him started on fishing," Renee scolded.

"What speed does she get?" Okay, technically we were not talking about fishing.

"I had the engines upgraded to 2 X 2000 hp mtu. She cruses at 38 knots and has a maximum speed of 50 knots, but Rosalie thinks she could soup up the engine to get better speed.

"Rosalie? Not you or one of your brothers?" Renee asked.

"No, Rosalie is the mechanic in our family. Don't let her appearance fool you; she likes nothing better than taking an engine apart. She's anxious to get her hands on the engines on the boat, since we don't have any cars on the island."

For the rest of the trip, we talked about the specs on the boat and the work we'd been doing on the island. Renee wanted all the details on the cottages while Charlie was interested in the farm and the construction projects we have planned. He was willing to help, with the construction.

Seth had been quiet on the trip, so I checked on him. He's an avid soccer fan, so he's excited to be here because the Brazilian team is one of the best in the world. I'll have to see if there are any games going on while he's here, so we could take him to one. Maybe we could get a ball and play on the sand, too. I'm sure Emmett and Jasper would love that.

Seeing me, had brought something back to Charlie's mind, and it was easy for me to pluck it out. He thought he glimpsed someone in Forks that reminded him of my family. He only got a brief look, because the person moved very fast, he doubted he ever saw anyone. Then he thought he had a dream about the same person. Even from the brief glimpses in his mind, I immediately knew who it was. What I saw both shocked me and made me smile. I smiled because the person turned out to be someone close to our family. It shocked me because it was the last person I expected to visit Forks if we were not there. What was she doing there? I had to find the time to talk to her about it, but I didn't want anyone in the family to know, unless she said it was okay. I hoped Alice was too busy looking at the Volturi and trying to see what will happen when we go sightseeing over the next two weeks, to pay any attention to me, before I got to the bottom of this strange occurrence.

It was a relief when the car pulled up at the harbor. Seeing Bella and the babies would get my mind off what I glimpsed in Charlie's thoughts. I didn't want to invade his privacy by rummaging through his mind, and I could not ask him about what he thought he saw unless he brought it up first. In a way, his experience reminded me of my visits to Bella's house when I first met her. I just didn't understand where Charlie fit into any of this, but I had to let it rest for the time being.

BPOV

My parents' visit was from May 17 to the 30th. Almost exactly two weeks. As excited as I was about their visit, I was anxious about telling them about my decision to postpone school. I'd been biting my lips, and chewing my nails with worry about how that conversation would go. No matter how often Edward tried to reassure me that I was worrying needlessly, I refused to be comforted. I don't need their approval for any decisions I made, but it would give me peace of mind to know that they didn't think we were going back on our word, or that I was throwing away my life by wanted take the year off. Lots of people go to school, work and take care of a family, and I respect that, but that was not what I wanted. I will be an eternal teenager so I could go to college over and over again. I may be a mother only once, so I needed to be the best mother possible.

We wanted both Renee and Charlie to be a part of the babies' lives and enjoy each phase of their development, so we send them lots of pictures and videos - Emmett and Jasper had set up cameras all over the house and the yard, so it was easy to send them copies of these, and based on the excited calls and emails when they get a new batch of pictures, both of them enjoyed seeing the babies grow right before their eyes. Hopefully, that will be to my advantage. For this reason, after we said our hellos and they both had time to play with each of the babies, I decided to bring up the topic rather than waiting for later tonight or the next day.

"Mom, Dad, I know I promised to continue my education and Edward had already signed us up for classes at Associacao Cultural Brasil-Estados Unidos, but I wanted to take the rest of the year off to stay home with the babies. They're growing so fast, I don't want to miss anything." Maybe this was cheating; having the babies butter them up with their sweet smiles, and cooing while I went in for the kill.

Charlie was the first to speak, "Bells, as much as I want you to finish college, I can't find it in my heart to deny you time with your children." Although it was not his fault, I knew he regretted not spending more time with me while I was growing up. That's one of the reasons why I was determined to tell him about the pregnancy, even when I knew it was not going to be nine months like a normal human pregnancy. Like Edward said, Charlie loved me so much that he was willing to ignore any of his normal instincts and take what I tell him at face value. He knew I wouldn't deliberately lie to him, and he just wants to be a part of our lives.

"Honey, I feel the same way. I see how fast the babies are growing, and I understand what you're feeling. Take time off and do what you have to. School will always be there."

"You guys are the best parents." I said, and got up to hug them both.

I'm a grown married woman and a mother, so I don't need my parents' permission to do anything, but I always want them to be a part of my life. I'm glad they didn't try to change my mind about this decision. After that conversation, my Dad went to the cockpit to hang out with Edward and the other guys while I showed my mom the boat. The rest of the trip to the island was spent playing with the babies. We had to keep their gifts from my parents, so I remembered not to make all four of them touch while my mom was playing with them. We knew the babies could understand commands, so we told them not to show any pictures to my parents. We did this with pictures, and when Edward came on board with Charlie and Renee, he made signs to them as a reminder. I was skeptical, but after watching them interact with Renee and not once did they offer to show her visions, I knew Edward and Carlisle were right – Carlisle had said intellectually they were far more developed, and this proved how right he was. I hope that their favorable acceptance of my decision and the fact that our babies were intelligent enough to go along with our request, would lay the foundation for a fantastic two weeks.

Renee responded to the house and the cottages the same way I did, but Charlie took it more in stride. Seth was excited about the beach and the pool and was looking forward to spending lots of time soaking up the sun.

The next morning, I told my parents about our plans for their trip.

"Mom, Dad, next week, we plan on staying at a hotel in Rio, so we could do some sightseeing."

"Couldn't we stay on the boat?" Charlie asked.

"I guess we can, but we thought you would be more comfortable at a hotel. Mom, would you mind staying on the boat?"

"No problem, honey, but will there be enough room?" I can't tell her that the Cullens do not sleep so they wouldn't need a bed, so I had to come up with a plan.

"Dad and the guys could stay on the boat, and we could stay at a hotel with Alice, Rosalie and the babies. We made reservations after we finalized your trip, and I know we have enough time to cancel it, but I think we should go ahead and keep the rooms. Edward would stay with me at the hotel, Emmett or Jasper will drive over here after breakfast every morning or we would meet you at the boat, depending on what our plans are for the day." They both agreed to this.

I got Charlie, Renee and Seth hooked on coconut water, like me and the babies. I even got Renee and Seth to try eating the jelly, but Charlie wasn't as adventurous. I was happy that they enjoyed the local fruits so we took short forays to different parts of the island, to collect a variety of fruit which we used for fruit salads each morning. Esme outdid herself with her cooking and each night, my parents claimed they would burst from the amount of food they consumed. They retired to the beds almost sluggish at the end of each day. To alleviate the need for pretense, meals were set up at the picnic area Esme had created overlooking the beach. I ate there with my parents and Seth while the rest of the family "ate" at the house. Sometimes Edward joined me with the babies, but he spent most of the meal on a blanket babysitting. Other times, he stayed at the house with the rest of the family.

Our relationship with Seth picked up where it left off before we went off to college. It was as if we had not been separated for almost a year. He joined in all our activities – playing with the babies on the lawn, swimming with them in the pool, walking on the beach, and visiting the farm to watch the construction on the barn. He and Charlie offered to help, so the guys had to work at normal speed while they were around. When the babies took their afternoon nap, Edward, Jasper and Emmett took Seth out on the boat, so he could ride in the dinghy as we did on Mother's Day. They also commandeered one of the bigger beach balls, to play soccer and volleyball on the beach.

Renee also joined us for the morning play time on the lawn, and afternoon swimming lessons with the babies, while Charlie sat with Carlisle on the deck. We were still using the floaters, but even with that, Renee and Charlie were amazed at how the babies had adapted to the water.

"Weren't you afraid to take them in the pool this young?" She asked the first afternoon.

"I was, but I spoke to Carlisle about it and he reassured me that it was safe, and explained that the activity would help with their development so I was reassured. As you can see, they love the water. They are my little water babies."

One day, we packed a picnic basket and went to the waterfall in the middle of the island. We saw lots of wild flowers and tropical plants, and we glimpsed some of the beautiful birds high up in the trees. It was a delightful, scenic hike.

"Have you ever seen snakes in these woods?" Seth asked.

"Yes, but they're scared of people, so they slither away fast. There are lots of other animals too, but like the snakes, they hide when we walk by. The animals are not used to seeing people around yet." Emmett answered.

"I'd love to say one. Do you think there're Anacondas?"

"No, Anacondas wouldn't survive here, there're not enough for them to eat. Next time you visit, we'd go to the jungle on the mainland, and we might see one."

"Cool."

It was a fun day. We swam in the cool water and dived from rocks into the deep pool created by the falling water. There was a tiny cave behind the waterfall where Edward and I stole kisses. Of course, this did not go unnoticed by our siblings, but except for knowing looks and raised eyebrows, they didn't say anything. It was the first time we brought the babies to the waterfall, so they were fascinated by the sound and the sight of the falling water, and unlike the salt water from the pool, or water in their bath, we allowed them to drink a little of the fresh water. It was fun watching their identical looks of surprise when they first tasted it – little eyes opened wide and mouths making that perfect O. I couldn't help laughing at them.

"That was fun, and the babies enjoyed it too." Mom said as we headed back to the house. I was surprised that she enjoyed the hike.

We were on our way to the boat at the end of another wonderful day. I wanted nothing more than to get to the boat, to be alone with Edward, but before we got there, I wanted some information. If I waited until we got to our cabin, it would be the same as always. We'd end up with our hands all over each other and we'd never have this conversation, so I stopped and turned to him.

"Edward, is something wrong?" I had noticed something was off, but I was hoping he would tell me without me having to pry.

"No sweetheart. Why?"

"Sometimes you seemed deep in thought. What's on your mind? Is it something Charlie or Renee is thinking about?"

"It's not anything to worry about."

"So you admit there's something's on your mind."

"Okay, Nancy Drew, on the way from the airport, Charlie remembered seeing someone like us in Forks. When he flashed on the person, I realized it was Tanya."

"Tanya. What would she be doing in Forks?"

"That's what I wanted to know too, so one night while you were asleep, I called her."

"What did she say?"

"She said she had been checking on Charlie since the family left Forks. She was worried that another nomad vampire would walk through town and follow the scent we left twhich would lead to his house. She thought if that vampire realized that we were no longer in the area, he or she would go after Charlie because it would seem like he was not under our protection any more – making him fair game."

He must have seen the look of shock on my face. I never thought that my decision to be with Edward would put my dad in danger. How many times had Edward, and the rest of the family, visited me at Charlie's house? There must be lots of trails through the town, all ending at Charlie's door.

"My dad could be in danger because of me."

"Sweetheart, don't worry. We never thought Charlie would be in any danger, or we would have suggested something like this or even have his house guarded. We thought it would be alright for him to continue his life normally. I think Tanya has another reason for going to Forks. Maybe she'll confess when she comes to visit. If not, she'll tell us when she's ready."

"Why do you think she has another motive?"

"I know Tanya. She would not waste her time looking in on Charlie unless we begged her or she had some other personal reason for doing so. She has an agenda, or she would have enlisted her family's help. She said she was worried that you would be upset with her if you found out what she was doing, so she never showed herself to Charlie."

"Do you think she likes Charlie like that?" I didn't want to think about that. Thank God Edward never slept with her. That would have been too gross. On the other hand, I'm glad she's checking up on him. "Could we put some cameras in the woods around his house or would that be a gross invasion of privacy?"

"Bella, as I said before, Charlie will be okay and now that Tanya has begun her surveillance, her scent will be fresh and it will be a deterrent to any nomad vampire. If it will make you feel better, I could ask Tanya to get the rest of her family involved. They could use our house as a base. I'd do anything to ensure Charlie is not harmed because of us."

I went willingly into his arms and snuggled in his protective embrace. If he said we had nothing to worry about, then I should believe him and no matter what her motives were, I'd rather have Tanya in Forks instead of a human blood drinking vampire, or God forbid, the Volturi.

I sighed as his hands traveled down my back. He kissed behind my ear. He licked my neck, and I forgot everything but the feelings which were awakening inside me. Part of my brain was screaming cheater, but that was a very small part. By the time he switched to the other ear, that little bit of conscious thought was almost quieted, but I was not going to make it easy for him. I knew he what he was doing. He was trying to get my mind off what we were talking about, the best way he knew how. Now that I knew what was worrying him, I was content to get on with our steamy boat sex, but I was going to torture him for keeping this from me.

I slipped my hands under his t-shirt, moving them slowly up his stomach and over his chest, then down his sides and up and down his back. Then I leaned in to kiss him. Both our passions mounted as the kiss turned from gentle to hot and heavy, until I finally pulled away. Taking a page from his book, I slowly undressed him, teasing him with my fingers and lips. His breaths became ragged. His eyes were black and he was holding himself under a tight reign. More than one, he tried to reach out to me, but I swatted his hands away.

When he was naked and at my mercy I settled between his legs and took his hard cock in my hands. Looking into his eyes, I kissed the tip. Then I licked around the ridge. He closed his eyes and moaned my name. That was my cue, I shot up. His eyes flew opened.

"Let me get undressed too," I pulled my top off. He was watching my every move. I stepped out of my shorts, but instead of removing my underwear, I turned and started running down the beach to the dock.

"Catch me if you can," I yelled over my shoulder. The shocked expression on his face was priceless. I knew I had a minute, because he would stop to pick up our clothes before following me. To give myself a few more seconds, I took off my bra and tossed it at the edge of the beach. When I got to the boat, I stepped out of my panties and left them there before boarding the boat. I flew down the narrow corridor as fast as I could, but instead of heading for our cabin – which was the first place he would look, I went to the engine room. I climbed unto the metal frame that enclosed the engines. I placed a leg on the bar for each frame and holding unto the upright posts. I tried to control my breathing, but I knew it was useless. He could hear my heart from miles away.

I heard him walking down the corridor and stifled a giggle. One door opened and closed, so I thought he went to our room. He was walking softly, but with my enhanced senses, I picked up his movements. Anticipation built inside and I felt a flush of heat cover my body when he reached the door. The door opened and he stopped. He was staring at me with an incredulous look on his face.

"Sweetheart, you never cease to amaze me. Finding you naked on our bed would have been enough to end this game, but this is even better. I knew you were here, but I never imagined I'd find you in such a provocative position." He took a few steps into the room and closed the door. My skin tingled everywhere as his eyes slowly traveled up my body.

"Do you know what the sight of you like that is doing to me?" I had a good idea. It reminded me of when he tied me to the bed on our wedding night, because he was afraid my touch would make him loose control. It also reminded me of our Valentine's trip when I tied him to the bed. When I decided to come in here, I had no intention of getting in this position, but after I did, those memories flooded my mind. Knowing he had the same pictures in his head opened the floodgates inside me.

His nostrils flared.

"Now that's an invitation I can't refuse." As he spoke, he walked further into the room, standing right under me.

"Hold on tight, because I'm going to make you come in that perfect position, then when your legs get weak, I'd find some rope and try out my nautical knots. That should hold you in place until I'm done with you." His breath on my hot lips was enough to make my knees wobble and the images his words conjured up were not helping.

I started out trying to torture him. Now we were both highly aroused, but I'm the one with little or no control. I should have known he would use that to his advantage, but I had nothing to complain about, because I'd insist he get in the same position while I gave him a blow job. I'd have to find something to stand on or maybe, he would have to sit on the rail. Whatever we decide, one thing was certain - before the night was over I would have achieved my goal and we would both be sexually satisfied. Win. Win.