Edwards POV

Hunting in the middle of the Alaskan wilderness with my family is usually a really good time. The beauty around us is breathtaking and the hunting plenty. We usually get more then enough opportunities to quench our thirst leaving us amber eyed and feeling sluggish. This trip was unlike any that came before it because all of us were out of sorts, being introverted.

Rosalie was looking and acting scornful with a constant scowl on her face. Her random thoughts made little sense to me but as I continued to block her, I assumed she was thinking about her problems with Emmett. Alice was quiet and confused as to why her visions were not working, irritated that she couldn't see the outcome of Emmett's and Rosalie's relationship and perplexed at her visions of what she calls Bella's naughty dreams. Jasper was just worried about everyone as all of our emotions hit at him from all sides. Carlisle was also worried and trying to get us all alone so that he could try to talk to us about our problems. Esme well, was Esme. She just kept trying to cater to everyone's needs acting as if she had no clue as to the emotional tension on the trip.

I was trying to ignore the probing negative thoughts that have been eating at my mind for the last month. My worries about losing Bella seemed to be coming true as more times passes and as I gradually ease my mind controlling grasp on her. Carlisle was correct when he stated that I would know what to do once that I was able to find that corner of my mind. Once I found that faucet of my mind it was easy to see what I was doing wrong and to delicately rectify the situation.

My fears were coming true. The more and more that I let her go, the more distant she became. I have not been able to speak to her about it because I have been frightened that she would not believe that it was an honest mistake. I had never meant to mesmerize or control her with my mind. I had thought that her connection to me was genuinely attraction and love.

I knew my turn was next to be conveniently steered away from the group by Carlisle, so I was not surprised when he approached me to try our hands at some more tracking techniques. As soon as we had made it to a nice clearing with a stream Carlisle stopped and turned to me dropping all pretenses of our supposed tracking expedition.

"Edward, I didn't ask you out here to go tracking. I wanted to find out how you were doing with your situation with Bella." The look on his face was one of pure undiluted concern.

I nodded my head to indicate that I had suspected these intentions. I'm sure I was wearing my heart on my sleeve right now since I had to remain in control at all times around Bella. If I had been human, I am sure that I would be holding back my tears at this moment.

"I don't think it is going so good, I did what you suggested and then I gradually turned it off…I think that I have lost her." I sank down and sat on a large boulder grabbing the bridge of my nose between my thumb and index finger.

Carlisle walked over to me and patted my back, "I'm sure it is not as bad as it seems. Maybe there is just an adjustment period, I'm sure she understands that you didn't mean to do it."

When I remained silent, he dropped his hand and asked, "Edward, please tell me that you talked about our discussion with her. Did you tell her anything?"

I sighed and ran my hand through my hair, tugging it slightly before letting go. "No, I didn't talk to her about it. I just…I just kept putting it off. Then…God, this is so embarrassing."

Carlisle patted my back again, "Don't be silly, there is no reason to be embarrassed. You know that I would never judge you."

"It is not that. I am just going to say it. A couple of days after our talk I was trying to pick the best time to bring up the topic to her. Then, after a week of no sleep talking, which is out of the norm for Bella…she had a very vivid dream." I paused and took in a deep unneeded breath. "After that I just knew I was going to lose her and I could not bring myself to talk to her about it."

"Why is this dream such a big deal, I thought she was a nightly dreamer. I thought you liked that about her." The confusion showed clearly on his face as his frown caused a single line above the bridge of his nose.

I ran my hand through my hair and then tossed my arm out in frustration making it as if I was gesturing to someone. "Yeah, I like it when she is dreaming about ME." I told him this emphasizing the me in my statement.

"Oh," he paused as if in thought and then the light bulb clicked on. "Oh, I see."

We sat through an awkward silence while my hands wrecked havoc with my hair and Carlisle paced slowly in front of me.

"Are you sure?" He asked me.

"I'm pretty sure, I mean the dream seemed pretty risqué for someone with her limited knowledge and I'm pretty sure she called out someone else's name."

"I'm so sorry Edward, but you know that doesn't necessarily mean you are going to lose her. She honestly could be just dreaming and you cannot hold dreams against a human. It is beyond their control."

"Carlisle," I whispered, feeling horrible for what I was about to suggest.

When I did not go on, he urged me to by clearing his throat, "Go on Edward."

"I can't believe I am saying this but I could almost swear that when she was dreaming…well it sounded like she …it sounded like she called out Emmett's name." I hung my head down not wanting to look at Carlisle for suggesting something as vile as that.

I waited for him to respond and when he didn't, I hesitantly looked up at him expecting to see disappointment on his face. When I saw shock on his face, I opened myself to his thoughts and nothing could hurt more than to have my worst thoughts vindicated by his thoughts.

I jumped up all of the sudden frantic and pissed off. I growled, "You really think that it is possible? I thought I was just letting my imagination run wild and I felt, felt fucking guilty for even thinking….If…Oh my God I left her there with him."

Carlisle immediately tried to reign in the freedom of his thoughts. "Calm down Edward. We don't know anything for sure." Then he purposely sent his next thought to me without speaking it aloud. Edward, we need to go out further to discuss this because we cannot risk Rosalie hearing us. I do not want to put Bella into danger.

He nodded at me, I heard his worried thoughts at my 'pained face', and then I saw my face in his mind. My fists clenched as my anger soared and I hissed through clenched teeth, "Let's go."

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Bella's POV

I woke up on Saturday morning feeling refreshed, fulfilled and loved. A love that I have never known before, one that came freely and without nausea. I know that I was being unfair to Edward by thinking these thoughts, because I do not think that he would have done anything to me intentionally. But even knowing that I still couldn't help but to be upset about it, because it was not fair for me either. Were my feelings for him ever genuine or was it all mind control.

My mind went back to my Emmett and I felt myself smile as I continued to lie in bed refusing to open my eyes to the light of the new day. As my thoughts went back to him, I reveled in the glory that is new found TRUE love. I emphasize true because I am sure that it is one hundred percent of my free will. I love this man who is adorable, silly, playful and so utterly tender and loving at the same time.

I started to stretch and move, when I heard him chuckle next to me. I opened up one eye grudgingly and looked for him. I did not have to look far because he was looking right at me and scooting closer with his large dimple encased smile.

"Good morning, kitten." He said to me affectionately following it with a sweet and simple kiss on my lips.

I opened my other eye bringing my arm up to shade myself from the sun glaring in from the window. At that moment, I noticed that it was not just the sun shining in my eyes but it was Emmett as well. He looked beautiful and glorious in the sun with his skin shining brightly looking like it was encrusted with sparkling diamonds.

I ran my hand down his bare and chiseled chest, "Good morning, tiger." I threw my hands up over my head and yawned. "What time is it? It definitely feels to early for the sun to be out already."

"It is almost eleven." He chuckled and brushed his hand down the side of my face.

I sat up quickly holding the sheet to my chest, "Oh shoot. I missed my yoga class."

He pouted at me, "Were you really planning on leaving me today?"

I smiled, "The class is only an hour long and I was just following orders."

"Well I'm glad you missed it…I want you all to myself. What can I say, I'm a selfish ass."

I smirked at him, "I guess I'll just have to practice here. Will you move the coffee table in the family room later to give me some room."

He smirked back, "Hell yeah, but only if I get to watch. If you do it naked I'll give you an automatic A on your exam."

I laughed at him, "Dream on pervert."

"I'm not sure it is working so well though, Bella. You were quite interesting last night."

"What do you mean?" I asked him and fearing the answer.

"You were quite vocal last night in your sleep."

I grabbed his arm, "Spill it Emmett, this is serious. I talked in my sleep last night?"

"I don't know if I would necessarily call it talking, but I sure enjoyed all of the moaning, groaning and hollering of my name. I think I even saw you rub yourself a bit." He lifted up his arm that my hand was gripping and flexed it, "I am a sex god."

I just sat there staring at him with my mouth hanging open.

The smile on his face vanished and it was replaced with concern. "Bella, calm down. Your heart is racing a mile a minute. What is wrong with you?"

"Don't you see…what if I have done that before? What if Edward already knows?"

Emmett collected me into his arms cradling my head in in one of his hands and he kissed my forehead while shushing me. "Your face is white as a ghost Bella. You need to calm down. Everything is going to be fine."

I tried to pull away but he held me to his chest, "But, what if…."

"Bella be quiet." He said gruffly causing me to sigh in exasperation. "If Edward knew there is no way that he would have left me here with you alone."

"You really think so?" I mumbled the question into his chest.

"I know so. Edward is quite predictable." He continued to hold me running his hand down my hair. "We have some things that we need to talk about."

"Okay," I said wearily.

"I want to tell them about us when they get back." This time when I pulled away to look at him, he let me. I gasped and began to interrupt him but he held up his finger, "Please, just let me finish what I want to say."

I shut my mouth and nodded my head for him to continue.

"I love you and you are mine as I am yours. I do not want to share you and I do not want you to share me with Rosalie. I want you and no one else. We need to tell them, so that we can be together the way that people in love should be together."

"I want that to…but what if they don't accept it. What if Edward tries to hurt you?" I was so scared that Edward was going to kill Emmett when he found out.

"Please have some faith in me, Edward may be fast but he is not a match to me unless he can anticipate my movement from my thoughts. We both know that he will not be able to read my thoughts so it will be a fair fight for him for once."

I shook my head at him, "I don't want anyone to get hurt."

"I'm not going to do anything but protect myself and what is mine."

I rolled my eyes at him, "Do you have to talk like a caveman right now?"

"Yes, I do. It builds my character and besides you think it is cute." He pulled me in and kissed me quickly. "We need to be delicate about this because it is going to get a little messy. When they get here, I do not want you to leave my side. Promise me that you will stay next to me the entire time."

"Of course, I promise." I knew that I would be to scared to move anyway so that part would be easy.

"We also need to make sure that they never find out what I can do in case we need to go into hiding. We should probably keep it a secret anyway because I think that my abilities will work against the Volturi and I do not want them finding out about me. If anyone but you knew about me, it would just take Aro holding someone's hand to find out everything and then he would think of me as either a threat to his family or a commodity. I would rather they think I am a dunce just like everyone else does."

I shook my head again but this time in understanding, "When you put it that way it definitely does sound like the safest thing to do."

I could not believe how he continued to surprise me with his intelligence. We know that my mind can block Edward and Aro so why couldn't Emmett's? It is certainly an advantage to hope for.

"I want to be the one to tell the family about us, with you standing by my side. Is that alright with you?" I was touched that he was asking me how I felt about the situation instead of just taking control over it.

"That is fine but I want to be able to speak for myself afterwards."

He nodded his head, "Of course." I knew that I did not need to tell him how much I appreciated it. He knew that Edward tried to make decisions for me and disregarded how I felt on some dire situations that we have gone through in the past.

I scooted closer to him and wrapped my arms around his neck letting the bed sheet fall into my lap. I kissed him slowly and then whispered to him with my face directly in front of him, "Now that we have talked about that, why don't we enjoy the rest of the weekend?"

He breathed in my scent and rolled his eyes into the back of his head. He closed the inch between us by kissing me senseless and laying me back onto the bed. He told me he loved me over and over and then he showed me. It was gentle, sweet and thorough and I loved how he loved me.

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The rest of the day was spent relaxed and loving each other's company. After Emmett made love to me, we showered together and he ravished me against the tile wall under the spray of water. We could not keep our hands to our selves and whether we were in the throes of passion or just sitting close holding hands, we needed the contact.

Emmett tried cooking for me, which was sweet but he came prepared as usual. The garden omelet looked pretty but it was covered in a thin but brutal layer of salt. I smiled when he set it in front of me and gagged at the first bite. I looked up at him afraid that I had hurt his feelings but I saw his dimples and new that all was safe. We both erupted in laughter as he handed me a lemon poppy seed muffin.

I did my yoga in the family room in my black yoga pants and sage green cotton tank top. At first, I told Emmett he could only watch if he did it with me. He was definitely a good sport bending this way and stretching that way, but after about 10 minutes, he said he wanted to appreciate the view from the couch. I continued and was surprisingly comfortable with him watching me. I guess that is what happens when you love someone and knowing that they love you.

I went through my poses as he watched and listened to his adorable catcalls. A few times, I toppled over laughing at something silly that he said such as his comment when I was in the pose Downward Facing Dog, which starts out on all fours and then you tuck your toes in then straighten your arms and legs leaving your buttocks sticking up in the air. He watched me follow through with the pose for a couple of reps and then said, "Kitten, if you keep sticking your tail in the air your tiger is going to pounce on you."

I laughed and continued on but at the end of the next rep with my butt in the air, I wiggled it at him. The next thing that I knew he had, well there is no other way to but it, pounced on me. It was rough but I could tell that the move was calculated so that I would not get hurt.

He ripped my yoga pants and tank top off, then he started to have his way with me on the family room floor, promising to buy me new yoga clothes. That was the end of my yoga session but I still definitely got my work out.

That night we lounged around in bed again, me in a cotton blue pajama set with stars and moons on them and Emmett in black boxer briefs and a t-shirt that had a picture of a jeep on it that said 'My other ride is your mom'. We watched a comedy called Dodgeball that had us laughing and cracking jokes.

The day had been perfect and I wished that I could spend all my days with him like this.

The movie was almost over when my cell phone rang, Emmett and I stared at one another in silence as we listened to it ring with dread.

I guess all good things come to an end.