Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Twilight. Stephenie Meyer does and she is oh so very awesome for letting me play with them. Thank you.

My Apologies.

"We are sorry."

"You're sorry? We were all worried half to death."

"What more do you want Alice and I to say Rose? That we snuck out didn't have our cell phones and we are ok. It's not like we stayed out all night."

"Bella, anything could have happened."

"Rose, you are not my mother."

"Like Renee would give two shits anyways."

"Exactly my point."

"Why did you two sneak out anyways?"

"It just seemed like the fun thing to do at the moment."

Rose rolled her eyes and tapped her foot profusely on the hard wood floor in front of us. Alice had not said a word and I had the strangest feeling that she was secretly enjoying the fact that she had gotten Rose all riled up and sergeant mommy on us.

"Well, you two need to apologize to the boys…and for heaven's sake give Jasper and Edward back there stuff. You are acting just as immature as they are. I am so tired of living in a damn prison with children."

"I could not agree more Rose."

"Then take care of it."

Alice and I giggled as we clicked our heels and saluted the new general in the house. It was nice to have someone else take over since the rest of us were acting like immature juvenile delinquents. I spent a good portion of my life taking care of adults and acting like an adult that this new sense of maturity was thrilling me to no end. Needless to say, it was kind of nice to be taken care of.

I was going to let Alice handle the apologies up stairs since she was oh so kind and let me handle Rose, who was probably far worse then what we had to face upstairs. I walked up to the music room and stuck my key in the lock before opening the door and leaving it wide open. I was not going to tell the guys that they could have there stuff back. Nope, I was just going to leave the door open and let them make there own assumptions. Hopefully, they would understand my grand gesture.

After grabbing a Coke out of the refrigerator I sat down on the couch in the living room and started flipping through channels. I never really understood paying for cable, it's like they give you three hundred channels a good quarter of those channels were in a language that you could not understand, then the other half were full of infomercials or crap no one would want to watch. I think that out of the whole cable package I watched maybe six of the channels.

I tried once to call the cable company and see if I could just purchase the channels that were watched, it sure as hell would lower the bill…but no, they have to earn there money somehow. I could even lower my package deal because I have to have Showtime…Weeds was the coolest show in the whole world. If you have not seen it, look for it…you will not be disappointed. If you are well, don't tell me about it. Your opinions will fall on deaf ears.

"So you can not come up stairs and say hello?"

"Awe, did you miss me?"

"I always do."

"Are you trying to butter me up? What did you do this time?"

"Can't I just be nice and miss my wife?"

"That word again…you did do something."

"No I didn't."

"Are you lying to me?"

"Now, if I was lying to you would I really tell you that I was lying to you?"

"I would hope that you were not lying to me. So yes."

"Ok then, I am not lying to you."

Edward smiled down at me as he took a seat and pulled me into his lap on the couch. This was far more comfortable then the damn couch. I wiggled myself in closer to his chest and continued flipping through channels on the remote until he took it from me. I was not done looking for something to watch.

"What are you doing?"

"You clicked past something I like watching."

"What was it?"

"The Speed Channel."

"And what is on the Speed Channel?"

"Pinks."

"Oh, I guess that is ok."

"I don't think that I really gave you a choice in the matter."

"Don't make me make you miserable."

"You have already taken away my piano…what else do you want to do to me woman?"

"Keep messing with me and you'll find out."

Edward rolled his eyes but tightened his grip around me; it was like a steel cage holding me to his chest. I didn't mind…a damn earth quake could be happening and I feel safer right here then I would in a door frame, there was something special about this one. Good thing I was stuck with him huh?

I laid my head down on his shoulder and began drifting off to sleep. It was not really that late in the day, but it was late enough that I could fall asleep and still sleep comfortably through the night. I should get up and go to my bed, but eh…I slept wherever Edward was at the present time.

I didn't wake up early morning like I had planned to; nope I woke up closer to noon. Edward was fast asleep next to me; I wondered how late he stayed up but decided to just let him sleep in anyways. I really didn't even feel like climbing out of bed…I was perfectly fine right where I was at. I brushed a loose strand of hair off of his forehead and combed back the loose strands around his face with my hands. He didn't need a haircut, but he could use a trim. I doubt I'd be able to convince him of this much though.

I probably sat here fussing with his hair for about fifteen minutes with out him waking up, which only makes me assume that he was up pretty late. I smiled as I kissed him on his forehead and got up to get dressed and head downstairs. A turkey sandwich sounded really nice right about now.

"Oh, look who finally woke up."

"Good Afternoon to you to Alice."

"It actually is a pretty damn good after noon. Guess what."

"What?"

"No, really I want you to guess…"

"My brain is not up and running for guessing games at this moment."

"I wonder if your brain is ever up and running. You should take vitamins."

"What the hell do vitamins have to do with it?"

"Everything."

"Alice, just tell me."

"I will, but only if you make me a sandwich too… that looks really good from over here."

I looked down at the ingredients that I tossed on to the counter and then back up at Alice. I only had enough pepper jack cheese for one sandwich…she was going to have to have American if she wanted a sandwich.

"American cheese ok?"

"Sure. So anyways Charlie arranged for me to meet up with Laurent today and I did. He looked over the contract during breakfast and he says that it is a really good deal. Lots of money and royalties involved for me. Also, he said that he could be my full time lawyer and over look all of my business transactions with the Volturi so that I don't have to worry about it. What do you think?"

"Sounds good to me…here."

I tossed Alice's sandwich on a plate and slid the plate over the counter to her. She took huge bites out of it with a big smile on her face. It's good that she was in a good mood, maybe now would be the time to tell her that I will be partaking in a little online Christmas Shopping this year.

"What are we doing today?"

"Alice, I have to get ready to go back to work, my little vacation is over. I probably have a stack of stories that I need to get to editing."

"Fine, be a sour puss. Hey, has my brother found a job yet?"

"Nope, we'll probably have to start looking out of the area for something. There are no open positions here at the time."

"I don't want you to move away."

"We won't move far Alice."

"Yes you will…I know it…but that's ok I guess, I can move anywhere…and with the income that I will have Jasper can quite his job and come with. I'm sure Rose and Emmett wont mind moving and then we can all stay together. Let me know as soon as you know where, that way we can all find a house."

"Alice, I learned not to bet against you…but as far as I know we are not moving anywhere just yet. I really like California."

"Whatever Bella just let me know when and where."

I rolled my eyes and leaned up on the counter to dive further into my sandwich. I should probably make one for Edward and take it up stairs. He'll be hungry once he wakes up…I know I sure as hell was. Alice finished off her sandwich and rinsed her plate taking off upstairs probably to look more into her contract. Who knows, with Alice she could be doing just about anything.

Neither of the guys had figured out that the door to the music room was open, at least I don't think they did…I did kind of pass out early so who knows. I can only assume and you know my theory on assumptions. Maybe that's why the guys haven't taken anything out of the music room yet. Maybe just maybe they are smart enough not to assume, which in turn isn't very smart at all considering that I left it open as a gesture for them to assume. Wow, I am confusing myself now.

"Bella, this guy will not give up."

Rose had just walked into the kitchen sliding the mail over the kitchen counter and staring at four envelopes in her hand. All of them appeared to be hand addressed but I couldn't decide if I really wanted to know what guy she was talking about. No one in particular came to mind but there was that nagging little person in the back screaming that it should be obvious who she was talking about. I settled to not look stupid and just ask.

"What guy Rose?"

"James, he wrote four letters to me."

"Are you going to read them?"

"No, I don't see the point."

"Rose, he's pretty much harassing you…can't we file charges or something?"

"What good would that do? I don't think it's illegal to write a person a letter. Just a damn annoyance."

"Well, he is pretty annoying."

"Here…do something with these."

"Why don't you let Emmett do something with them?"

"Are you trying to get that guy killed?"

"Maybe."

"Bella, I do not think that be annoying serves as a death warrant."

"I say we let the guys make that determination."

"I'd rather my husband not end up in jail."

"Why would I end up in jail?"

Rose and I turned to see Emmett setting down his gym bag in he hall entry way. I honestly believe that he has a right to know that James is writing Rose. He should be allowed as the husband to stick up for his wife. Call it what you will, I'm sure Rose will look at me like I am instigating things… actually she probably will be pretty mad at me considering she just told me to drop it.

I decided to make a deal with myself mentally. I would not say anything just yet, but if it got worse I was screaming it from the roof tops. She could be all the mad she wants to be, I don't want her developing some weird stalker freak. Roses fan club was big enough as is.

"It's nothing Emmett…just some letters that Bella is worried about for nothing."

"Let me see them."

"It's not necessary. I'm not even going to read them. Bella…throw these away."

"No, Bella don't throw them away. I want to read them."

"Why is it so important to you?"

"I don't know, just curious…who are they from?"

"No one important."

"Then why won't you tell me? What is it an ex boyfriend?"

"Nope."

"Bella, who are they from?"

"Uh uh, don't you drag me into this. This is between you and Rose."

"Rose?"

"Emmett don't worry about it."

Yea, I knew that look in his eyes, the determined 'I am going to worry about it' look. Emmett had it bad, I could probably throw these in the trash and as soon as Rose was not looking I bet you anything he would dive in there and read them. I wish Jasper was around; he would place a bet with me. I could call him at work and tell him his odds, no better not. I picked up the letters and slid them into the trash can with a big smile on my face. I was about to win a personal bet.

"There, problem solved. No you two go on about your day. I need to wake up Edward."

Victory was mine…not only did I just do what Rose wanted, but I also left an outlet for Emmett to read the letters that James was writing. I was a genius…an evil master mind, no that doesn't sound right…either which way I just earned some cool points and no one in the house would even know it. Well, I might tell Edward…he was easily amused with my antics.