AN: Ok, just so everyone knows, the last chapter was a flashback. I wanted everyone to know about the car crash before the found out how it happened. Just to clear that up. This chapter is a short one because I really have no time to write today. Sorry if its not that good. So I had a few guesses about the visitors. They were the same: Someone from La Push or someone from the Denali clan. Ok. Well, you have to read to find out. In the next chapter we will figure out what they wanted. :) READ AND REVIEW!!

Previously:

Edward pulled me close to him as Emmett sped off and I happily rested my head on his chest. I stood up straight, however, when my magnificently gorgeous car pulled up in front of us. The salesman got out of the car and handed me the keys, smiling. I guess this much commission would make even the snottiest of people genuinely happy.

"Enjoy!" He said, as I slid into the seat, putting the keys into the ignition.

I turned them excitedly and heard the engine rev quietly.

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Chapter 11: Speed Limit

I was surprised when I didn't hear the thunderous roar of the engine when I turned the keys. I looked over at Edward and he smiled at me.

"Quiet…" I said.

He nodded and grabbed my hand. "Thought you would like that… It's also fast. Very fast. That part's for me."

He grinned deviously and I pulled my hand from his. "Of course it is." I set my hand on the shifter and pulled it into drive.

I set my foot on the gas pedal and stomped on it without thinking. (I was so used to having to force the gas on the truck.) The car shot forward and I slammed into the back of the seat. I quickly threw my foot on the brake and the car slammed to a stop.

"Jeeze!"

"Careful, love," Edward said, looking over at me worriedly. "It's much faster than your Chevy was. Go easy."

I let out a sigh and carefully set my foot on the gas. I tapped it lightly and the car jolted forward again, but this time it was much slower. Not slow… but much slower than before. I looked over my shoulder and the salesman was looking after us with a look of horror on his face. We turned out of the dealership and sped around the corner.

"Bella, do you want me to drive?" Edward asked seeing my eyes bugging from my skull as we sped down the road.

"No. Get your own car!" I joked nervously, changing gears.

After a few minutes of driving, I began to feel more comfortable. The speed was thrilling. I wasn't nervous anymore, feeding off of the high. Flying past the other cars made me feel powerful. I now understood why it was so much fun for Edward. I was having so much fun driving that I didn't even bother reading the speed limit.

"Bella, remember this is a 60mph zone… you're almost doing a hundred." He looked over at me concerned. "Are you feeling ok? I thought you thought driving this fast was dangerous."

I shrugged. "I'm great!" I felt invincible driving this car. The dark tinted windows and silent engine made driving even more enjoyable and the speed was intoxicating.

"Bella, slow down." Edward warned.

"Oh, so now you want me to slow down. When you're driving, it's fine. But when I'm driving…" I scoffed.

"Bella, please slow down."

"No, Edward," I protested as we rounded another bend. "I will not slow down because –"

I was interrupted by a loud whirring noise. Sirens… crap!

I looked in the review mirror nervously at the police cruiser following us and then quickly looked over at Edward, panicked.

He shrugged innocently. "I told you to slow down."

"Is it…?" I asked.

"No, it's not Charlie." He said, looking back at the cruiser. "You should have listened to me. I warned you to slow down."

I scowled and stepped lightly on the brake as I pulled over to the shoulder. I saw the lights flashing behind us as the cop stepped out of the car. He walked over to my side of the car and gently tapped on the window. I fumbled around looking for the button to roll down the window. Edward reached over and rolled it down for me.

The cop bent down to look into the car. "Excuse me, Miss, do you know how fast you were going?"

I gulped. "Umm… well, I…"

"You were going about 98, Miss. This is a 60-mile per hour zone. That is not a suggested speed, Miss. That is the legal limit on this highway," he said sarcastically. "By speeding, you were not only risking you and your friend's life, but also those around you. I'm going to have to give you a ticket." He straightened up and pulled out his ticket pad and began scribbling. "I'm going to need your license and registration."

Edward pulled out a pile of paper from the side door and handed it to the cop. He nodded, wrote down my numbers, and then handed it back to me. I had one shot to do this, and I knew Edward wasn't going to like it… But I couldn't get a ticket… Charlie would find out!

Not that I cared…

When he reached in to hand back the papers, I leaned forward and pushed my arms into my chest. "Officer," I said, trying to talk in a loud, seductive whisper. The cop froze and pulled off his sunglasses, his eyes widening. He looked down at my chest.

I could feel Edward straitening in his seat next to me. He let out a low cough to clear his throat. I ignored him and continued. "I am so sorry that I was speeding. I know that is extremely dangerous." I leaned over a little more so my chest was sticking out right in front of his face.

He coughed, straightened up, and wiped off his forehead. "Well… yes. It is very dangerous."

I bit my lip and tried again. "Isn't there anything you could do to –"

"Miss, please tell me that you are not trying to flirt your way out of a ticket. And in front of your boyfriend… If you are, I will have to give you an additional ticket for bribing a police officer."

I huffed and sat back in my seat. "No."

I looked over at Edward and he was shaking with laughter, but I did see jealousy quickly flicker across his eyes.

"Good, then. Have a good day, Miss," the police officer said. His voice cracked on the last word. Edward looked angry as the cop walked back to his car and sped off.

"Bella, what was that?" He said, turning to me.

I put the car back in drive and slowly pulled out into traffic, being sure to obey the posted speed.

"Bella?"

I looked over at him. He was pinching the bridge of his nose. "What's wrong?" I asked.

"Bella… Pleas don't put yourself in that position again. I really don't want to picture you doing… things… in other men's heads."

I shuddered a little and looked back at the road, blushing. "Sorry."

"It's ok. Maybe you learned your lesson."

I rolled my eyes. "Of course I get caught speeding. The only time I have ever sped in my entire life… You get away with it everyday."

Edward reached over to the radio knob and tweaked with it until it landed on a station he didn't mind. The rest of the ride home was spent with us silently listening to the radio. We drove up the long driveway, which I was now able to recognize even though the turn off was almost completely hidden by vines, and I pulled the car to a stop in front of the garage. Rosalie and Emmett were standing beside the Jeep waiting for us.

"Bella," Rosalie started, walking towards me as I climbed out of the car. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to… I was just–"

"I know Rose. I forgive you."

I was a little surprised when she pulled me into a hug. "Really… I'm sorry."

"I forgive you, Rose."

She pulled back to look me in my eyes, making sure I wasn't lying. She nodded and then let me go. Emmett came bounding up next to the car and started laughing.

"Try to flirt your way out of a speeding ticket, Bella?" He laughed. Rosalie elbowed him in his stomach, but he continued laughing anyway.

"Yes, Emmett. I did. And your brother didn't do anything to help me," I said, storming off to the front porch.

I heard Edward run up next to me. "Are you mad at me?" He asked, gently brushing a piece of my hair out of my eyes.

"No. I'm not. I'm just having a really long day, Edward? Ok? Can we just go inside so I can sleep?"

"Bella it's only 5…"

"I just want to take a short nap. Then you can force-feed me my dinner. Deal?"

He smiled crookedly and nodded. "Only if you invite me to nap with you."

"Will you pretend to sleep next to me while I drift noisily in unconsciousness, Edward?"

He smiled and nodded, grabbing my hand. He set his other hand on the front door handle and then looked over at me, frowning. "I don't think you will be wanting to nap now, Bella."

I groaned. Now what?

He opened the door and Alice was pacing in front of the steps. She looked up when we walked in.

"Bella!" she said, running over to me and grabbing my hand from Edward.

"Yes, Alice?"

"Umm… Sit down," she said, pulling me down next to her on the bottom step. "Well, someone came to visit you while you were away."

"Who?" I could feel my face paling. Jacob wouldn't come here, right? And I think someone would have seen something if it was someone from the Volturi…

"Don't be mad." She said, picking up my other hand.

"Who was it Alice?" I asked, panicking.

Jasper walked in the room and put his hand to his head like he had a headache. He squeezed his eyes closed and sent waves of calm throughout the room.

"Charlie." Alice said, squeezing my hands.

Next Chapter

What did Charlie want?

AN: Bet you didn't see that coming! Actually, no I know you didn't. Cuz you all thought it was Denali or Jacob or another werewolf. Don't worry… I will have to put some of the La Push gang in here later (sorry if you don't want the… but they gotta come back). Hope you liked my super short not-so-awesome chapter. I know I can write better but im tired and realy have to go. You are lucky I put it up! Haha. Well, I gotta go do a bunch of crap. I will try to update soon but I'm going to the lake tomoro, sleepover later, then I have auditions for my summer musical soon. But I will find time for you. CAN ANYONE GUESS WHATS GOING TO HAPPEN? REVIEW PLEASE!!(write anything)