Hey glad to hear you guys liked Edward kicking ass! I was completely estatic to see that we more than broke the record in reviews, I got nine!! Hehe I'm easily excited. But do you guys think y'all can break that record? Hmmm I guess we'll find out. Well I'm off to buy my Halloween costume (I'm gunna be a pirate!! Arrrrg!)

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Edward's POV

After the fight, the crowd was in absolute chaos. Some stayed outside, raving about the excitement, and others went back inside to finish their dancing session. I was congratulated and pat of the back by people I didn't know even after Mike was granted a ride to the emergency room where I only prayed my father wasn't called in to help him. But it was more like a dream than anything else. The only thing real in my world at that moment was Bella and she was very determined to take care of me.

Bella insisted that I leave my shirt off so it wouldn't be stained by the drying blood on my chest and then she took my sore hand and led me into the upstairs bathroom in Alice's house. I followed, never taking my eyes off of her, without hesitation. She could have led me to my death and I wouldn't have cared.

"Sit." She commanded as she shut the bathroom door behind us.

I sat on the lid of the toilet and watched her as she raided the medicine cabinet and drawers for rubbing alcohol and Band-Aids among other things. Bella looked so sexy with that serious, concerned look on her face. She was frantic and nervous and maybe a little flustered. I think it was the fact that those emotions were because of me that made it so endearing.

Bella's hands were flying through moisturizers and brushes and finally found the antibacterial ointment. Her face was the most gorgeous combination of flushed pale and brilliant pink as if she were scared and embarrassed at the same time. I grabbed her hand to stop her rush for a moment.

"Hey, slow down." I gave her my best crooked smile in hopes to calm her a little from whatever she was worried about, "There's no rush. We have all night." I only wanted to remind her that there was no need to hurry, but in the process I also reminded myself of a different aspect of that idea and felt a fresh wave of excitement of having all night with Bella. I was tempted to keep her in this bathroom for that entire time. I internally laughed at myself. It was way too early to be thinking like that. Besides I wouldn't know the first thing to do even if I did lock us in here.

Bella stopped everything that she was doing and finally looked at me as she smiled sheepishly, "I know." A cleansing sigh escaped her.

"What's wrong?" I still held her hand in mine.

She stepped closer beside me and lowered herself into a sitting position on her knees. "I don't know." She confessed, "I guess that tonight didn't turn out quite how I was expecting." Her face dropped.

I nodded as I leaned forward, resting my elbows sharply on my knees, "Me either..." I reached out and touched her warm cheek, "But you know the night's not quite over yet."

Bella's cheek grew hot under my fingers and another smile blessed her lips, "Yeah, I know. I just thought that after all of that you would want to go home. I mean…it must have been tiring."

The chuckle that came from my throat couldn't be stopped, "Bella, I'm not tired and I definitely don't want to go home yet."

Bella nodded, "Okay…Let's get you cleaned up then."

She jumped up to retrieve a washcloth and then proceeded to soak it with hot water. The cloth twisted in her hand, discarding the excess water, and was ready. She turned to me awkwardly as if she didn't know what to do with the cloth that was dripping in her hands.

I smiled at her, "What should I do, Doctor Swan?" I teased.

Her nervous smile was greeted a second later by more blushing as she kneeled in front of me, our faces only inches away from each other. "Close your eyes," She whispered anxiously, "and stay still."

I did as she told me and closed my eyes. I felt the heat of the washcloth before it touched my face. With my eyes closed, my other senses became increasingly sensitive. Bella's heavy breathing matched my own, her strawberry scent more enticing than ever, her soft touch at the base of my neck gifted goosebumps.

Hesitantly at first, she worked the washcloth down from my forehead to the side of my face. The hot water gradually turned cold as it trickled down my face and neck and raced across my bare chest. Her hand teasingly lingered around my neck. A couple times it wandered a little lower and mindlessly traced the top of my muscles or down my arm where her grip would tighten almost passionately. I think it was when she realized she was doing it that her hand shot right back up to its place on my inner shoulder. I didn't mind it at all. I never told her to stop because I didn't want her to. I loved the shivers I had to fight every time her hands wandered without her consent.

Finally, the washcloth decided it was done with my face for now and gently slid across my neck, wiping away any tiny spots of blood that decided to lay there. Suddenly, Bella's hands were gently pushing me back from my leaning position but stopped short.

"It might be better if you stand up." She breathed as I dared to open my eyes.

Bella's gaze was studying the rest of me with concentration, probably trying to figure out how best get the dirt and Mike's blood off. I nodded and stood for her. She rinsed the cloth till it was clean and was standing in front of me again, careful to not make eye contact. The newly warmed cloth heated my already burning body. This time, the tips of Bella's fingers placed themselves on my abdomen and stayed there.

When she was done, the cloth was rinsed again and the rubbing alcohol and cotton balls took its place in her hands. Bella told me to sit again, but I chose the cushy carpet to sit on in front of her instead. She told me to close my eyes again but I couldn't. I never wanted to look away from her. I really can't explain why I felt this way. Maybe it was the fervent silence, or that I was overly aware of her body close to mine, maybe the way she touched my skin, or her bare beauty in the soft light, or the fact that we were undeniably alone. I don't know, any of these, if not all, could be completely true. But the ending factor was that I just wanted Bella.

I lightly grazed her cheek and everything else stopped. I leaned into her and winced slightly from the pain in my ribs, but that didn't stop my lips from colliding with hers. A small moan came from the back of Bella's throat which only drove me further into the kiss. My hands led themselves down her slender neck to her shoulders.

Bella surprised me by not only showing just as much, if not more, demand as I did, but she pushed my shoulders until I was laying on my back and she was laying on top of me. I let my hands slide down her back, over her bra strap, and to her butt where her cell phone protruded from one of the pockets as she explored my chest all the way down to the edge of my pants belt. I felt myself harden and didn't even try to hide that detail.

"Bella…" I gasped, "I need to tell you something." Only God knew what I was going to do, but I figured now was as good a time as any.

She searched my face in confusion, "What is it?"

I grinned and rolled our bodies so that she was on her back this time and I placed myself gently on top of her.

"It's just that…" I tried to gather my racing thoughts, "Well I've been thinking about this a lot recently and…uh…"

"Just spit it out." Bella advised breathlessly.

My grin widened, "I'm in love with you, Isabella Marie Swan. I am undoubtedly, irrevocably, blissfully in love with you."

At first Bella was wide-eyed and had stopped breathing. I waited nervously. What if she didn't feel the same? I mean, didn't we just declare us dating earlier today? Maybe I was moving too fast, but I wasn't the kind of person to keep a feeling that strong inside of me, at least not for very long.

She finally started taking in shallow breaths. But when she started talking, her voice was nervous and soft, "Edward…I…" This time I'd stopped breathing, "I am whatever-you-said in love with you too." Her grin was infectious, especially when she started shaking with laughter, "I have been since…" another laugh, "I don't know when…forever! Edward, I think I was in love with you before I met you. "

I chuckled at her and buried my face in the side of her pulsing neck for a moment to let everything sink in. But then I decided I didn't care, I just wanted to kiss her again. So I did, with her hands now roaming my backside this time and me holding her tight, feeling the soft fabric of her shirt.

"Ya know, it hardly seems fair." Bella whispered to me as I started kissing her neck.

I groaned, "What doesn't seem fair?" I could hardly pay attention to her while I made my way to her shoulder.

"That I have more clothes on than you do." She said very matter-of-factly.

She had my undivided attention now. I stopped my kisses and turned to see her watching me with an impish grin on her face.

"This situation can only be justified by you, my love." My eyes searched hers, "I'm not going to push you to do anything you don't want to. In fact, if you don't want to then I definitely don't want to. But that's not to say I don't want to…" We both knew I was rambling when she placed her finger on my lips.

Bella laughed at me, "I want to."

I nodded slowly, "I want you to stop me if this goes too far, okay?"

She agreed feverishly as we crashed into each other again. It didn't take long for her to work her shirt off and throw it into the bathtub. The heat off of her skin felt amazing. I lowered myself down to her so we could feel our bare skin against each other. I moaned half for the pure joy of feeling her beneath me and half because I was frustrated as hell.

I have to admit that I'd never gone even this far with a girl before. I'd never even wanted a girl to take her shirt off. But with Bella, everything felt so natural, so right. With her in my arms, making the sexiest sounds I'd ever heard, kissing me with more passion than I'd ever felt in my life, I was falling apart at the seams. Honestly, I think I would have proposed to her right then and there if I'd happened to have a ring with me.

Bella's hands were knotted in my unruly hair, urging my lips to move with hers in greater desperation. I brushed the smooth sides of her ribs before beginning to play with her bra strap. It slid easily off of her shoulder, revealing the very top of her breast. It was enough to send me over the edge.

Untangling one of her hands from my hair, Bella's fingers lightly skimmed slowly down to my belt. I could feel her parting the top on my pants cautiously, nervously. I was so hard that the length of me was practically out of my jeans anyway. Her shaking fingers touched the very tip of me. At that moment I knew I was going to lose control.

I folded down the cup of her bra, exposing a perfectly full breast. I nibbled, kissed and sucked as she continued to grow more confident inside my jeans.

"Oh God…Bella…" I groaned in pleasure.

"Edward…" She gasped, "I love you so much."

Bzzzzz….bzzzzz….bzzzzz…bzzzzzz! We froze suddenly as something beneath us vibrated.

"What the-" I exclaimed, startled.

I looked up to Bella in confusion. Her face was contorted in anger and frustration.

"It's my phone." She hissed. "I don't want to answer it." She complained.

Bzzzzz….bzzzzz…bzzzzzz….bzzzzz!

I rested my head on her warm stomach and looked up at her from between her breasts. "We have all night, love." I reminded her again, "Go ahead. I don't mind. Besides, if it's Alice, I'd rather she not come looking for us." I winked at her.

Bella smiled at me brilliantly and reached for her phone. When she looked at the caller I.D. I could see the confusion on her face before she put the phone to her ear.

"Hello?" She asked.

I only heard muffled sounds coming from the other end. It sounded like someone was crying and screaming.

"What do you mean?" Bella gritted her teeth at the same time her eyes widened with terror.

More screaming and sobbing, "No, Heidi, just tell me where you are."

The caller, evidently named Heidi, calmed herself to tell Bella where she was.

"Yes, I know where that is. Now when was the last time you saw her?" Bella bit her lower lip to try to stop the tears from streaming further down her cheeks. I quickly wiped them away and watched her intently to try to find out what was going on. It killed me to know I couldn't read minds.

"No, she wouldn't go there. Have you called Emmett?" Bella replied and waited for a moment, "Fine. J-Just stay there, call Emmett and I'll meet you there."

"What's going on?" I asked her, concerned, the instant she shut her phone.

After a couple deep breaths Bella replied, "Rosalie went to Seattle for a girl's night out. That was Heidi, the friend that she went with." She sat up, as did I, and stared into my eyes, "She said that Rosalie's gone missing."

Don't worry, the wont get inturrupted next time! Review please?! I'm not used to writing almost lemons (needless to say real lemons) so if you don't review I'll think I've done a horrible job and writing it...and then I don't know how the real lemon's going to turn out (which btw is not very far away!)