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The next morning I woke, Edward still pressed against me, wondering how I could have possibly slept so long. The vibrating of my phone hit me like a tidal wave, I hadn't called Alice. She was going to be so worried! Great, how was I going to explain this. Trying not to wake Edward, I began the process of removing parts of him from me. Successful, I grabbed my phone, threw on his t shirt and walked into the hallway. Twenty messages, Alice had left me twenty messages. I sighed.

The phone didn't even ring once, "Bella! Where on earth are you? I was so worried, I looked for you all night!"

"I'm so sorry, I got lost, then I ended up in Edward's neighborhood," I paused, leaving out crucial information, "it was late," I lied, " he told me I could stay here, then I lost track of time and forgot to call. I'm sorry!"

"Isabella Swan, how dare you think, wait- you stayed where?" Alice said sounding very confused.

"I told you I ended up out by Edward somehow and he told me just to stay here," I fidgeted with the hem of Edward's shirt as I repeated my lie.

Edward's bedroom door opened behind me and a smiling, naked Edward step out, snatching my phone.

"Alice, she is safe, she is with me, do you really need to have this discussion now?" his voice was so addicting.

He clicked the phone shut and tossed it back into his room, leaning down, he pressed his lips to mine. I didn't know how long he would be like this so I accepted anything I could get.

"Good morning, Bella," he said, brushing he lips along my inner arm.

"Good Morning," I breathed.

"Would you like to spend the day here, with me?" Edward intertwined his beautiful fingers with mine.

"Yes, I would like that," I said, meaning it.

After Edward had made us breakfast, we showered together, then we dressed, Well, I attempted to dress anyway, he had torn my shirt.

"How am I supposed to get dressed?" I asked wiggling my finger in the hole of my shirt.

Edward smiled at me lopsidedly and handed me a shirt.

"I know it will be too big," he said, " but at least it isn't holey. Sorry, I got carried away."

I giggled and pulled the shirt over my head, loving the way his scent swirled around me. Silently, with a strange intensity in his eyes, Edward took me by the hand and lead me downstairs and into the back yard. I was amazed at the beautiful flowers in the small yard. The smell was wonderful. Edward pulled me to the roses, cutting some then holding them in the crook of his arm.

"Would you like to go somewhere with me?" he asked

"You know I would," I smiled and squeezed his hand.

"OK, hold these and meet me out front, I'll get the Volvo," he smiled, "Be careful of the thorns."

The car ride was silent, just us and our breathing. When we pulled into the cemetery I was shocked, but not entirely. Edward had picked flowers after all. When the Volvo stopped, I knew what we were doing, we were visiting Elizabeth's grave. The day was cool, but not cold, yet I was chilled. Edward walked silently towards the large black headstone, it was beautiful, Elizabeth's name written in script across it and a curious oval metal casing was on the front of it. His fingers brushed the oval, lifting it to reveal a picture of his mother. She was a striking woman. He caressed the picture then placed the flowers in a stone vase beside the headstone.

We stood in silence, knowing nothing needed to be said to instill the importance of this moment. Edward's fingertips brushed mine, the entwined with them, I felt myself blush as he pulled me near him and put his arm around my waist. By the time we left, the sun was setting.

I thought he would head towards Alice's apartment, but he didn't.

"Aren't you going to take me home?" I questioned.

Edward sighed.

"Can't you just stay with me?"He kept his eyes one the road as he spoke.

"Edward," I rubbed his forearm, "I have to go home, I have to shower and sleep. I have to work tomorrow, you will see me there."

"I know, I'm just afraid, once you go, the walls will go back up, I don't want to hurt you," he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Edward, I'm not going anywhere, even if they do go back up, I will beat them down. I won't be easily scared off."

"OK."

The next two weeks were a blur. Edward did very well keeping his walls down, this vulnerable side of him was new to me and I enjoyed it. When I wasn't at work, I was with him or with Alice and Jasper. I liked Jasper, he was funny and kind, when he spoke that is. Alice already had him living with us, but when she was certain about something there was no stopping her.

"Morning Jasper," I said that Saturday.

"Good Morning Bella," his southern drawl was amazing, I could see why Alice liked it.

"Alice still in bed?" I asked, I needed to talk to her.

"She certainly is, I'm about to make breakfast, would you like something?"his smile was always so genuine.

"No thanks Jasper," I patted his back and headed towards their room.

Alice was sitting on the edge of the bed tying her shoes.

"Alice?" I inquired.

"Yea Bells, what's up?" She was grinning ear to ear and I could only imagine why. I rolled my eyes.

"Do you care if I stay at Edward's tonight, I mean we didn't have plans did we?"I wasn't sure but I didn't want to blow her off either.

"Nope, though, I was thinking, maybe we could all go to a movie or something next week," she put her finger on her chin and tilted her head slightly as she spoke.

"That would be great!" I said, excited.

I was so excited to see Edward today, I hadn't stayed over with him since that fateful day, I missed his bed. I'd been so tired in the last week that when we did see each other we would watch a movie at his place and I would almost always fall asleep. The early hour of the job must have been getting to me or I was coming down with something. Edward ans promised a relaxing weekend, just us, at his house, and I had eagerly accepted.

This time I was ready, I had a small bag packed and was on my way over. I had decided to take Alice's car, they had Jasper's and she refused to let me ride the train after the getting lost fiasco, I didn't like to drive it but I would rather have my freedom. I pulled into Edward's house and he was waiting for me outside.

"A little ostentatious don't you think?" he asked me, with his crooked grin.

"It's not mine, and I am sure you know that," I scoffed at him.

"Give me the keys so I can park this monstrosity in the garage," he chuckled.

I waited for him inside, the smell of pasta hit me, it smelled wonderful. I was hungry but I couldn't shake this headache I had gotten earlier. I felt that if I ate I would most likely be sick, but Edward had gone through all this trouble, so I would try. I took my bag up to his room and put it beside the bed. When I trotted back down the stairs he had lunch all set up in the dinning room, you can so this Bella, I thought to myself. I was definitely coming down with something.

"This is great Edward," I smiled, putting another forkful in my mouth, hoping it stayed there.

"Thanks, my mom taught me to cook," his words were sad but he was smiling.

I helped him clear the table and that is when the first wave of true nausea hit me. I had to sit down or get to a bathroom, or both. I didn't take the time to explain to Edward where I was going, for fear of what might come out with the words, I just bolted for the bathroom upstairs in his room.

"Bella?" I heard him call behind me.

Ignoring him I slid on my knees in front of the toilet, letting everything come back out in lurches. How embarrassing. The door was wide open when he stepped into the frame his eyes wide, watching me wretch into his toilet.

"Are you OK?" he jigged up to me, rubbing my back lightly.

His hands felt great on my back. I weakly flushed the evidence, nodding to his question.

"No you're not, let me get you cleaned up, we will watch a movie in my bed tonight," he picked me up.

Edward's hands deftly removed my clothes, then took me into the bathroom where he ran a hot bath for me. He washed my hair, and cleaned me up.

"Where are your pajamas?"he asked.

I pointed to his room, he came back with my sweatpants and tank top, he helped me dress, then brushed my hair. I felt his strong arms lift me again and didn't even fight with him to let me walk. I felt awful.

"I have to go finish cleaning up," he told me, " but I'm going to pop the movie in for you, I shouldn't be long."

I don't remember when he came back, I had fallen asleep about a minute after he left the room.