A/N: I apologize way too much. Here you are. Enjoy.

EPOV

Carlisle took Bella into the bathroom to examine her and make sure she didn't have any other serious problems after Esme told him the news. Esme and I were on the couch, me resting my head on her lap like before Bella rolled into my life. We heard the back door open and close and heavy footsteps. Emmett came in and his jaw dropped.

"What's going on here?" He asked, his voice deadly calm. My stomach dropped, I was in deep shit now. I sat up quickly and backed away, hands up in surrender.

"Nothing. Sorry, Em. I didn't know you were going to be back so soon." Emmett came into the living room and stood in front of us.

"Were you laying on Mom's lap?" He snarled, pointing at Esme's lap.

"Emmett, honestly." Esme sighed.

"Yea, so what? You weren't here to claim it."

"On my side? You were laying on my side!"

"Was not! When did we start having sides? And besides, you always took my place."

"Nuh-uh, Eddie. You always took my place."

"No, you did." I stood up and puffed out my chest. Emmett narrowed his eyes and shoved me backwards. I growled and shoved him back. The room filled with tension.

"You did!"

"You did!" I shoved him back and that made him mad. We glared at each other for a minute before turning to Esme.

"MOM!" We both whined, stomping our feet. Esme shook her head and pinched the bridge of her nose between her thumb and forefinger.

"How old are you two? Fighting over my lap? I thought you settled this years ago. Emmett, I apologize for letting Edward lay on your side. I didn't know when you were coming back and if you were thinking about laying on me. And Edward, don't fight with your brother. I don't Bella would appreciate that at all." Emmett and I hung our heads, shifted back and forth on our feet.

"Sorry." I mumbled.

"Sorry, Momma." Emmett grumbled, shoving his hands deep into his pockets.

"That's better." She gestured towards us and we both shuffled over. She shifted on the couch so she was sitting in the middle. Emmett and I both laid down on either side of her and rested our heads in her lap. Laughing quietly, she stroked our hair and patted our cheeks.

"You two will never grow up, will you?"

BPOV

Carlisle was extremely gentle with me as he examined my injuries. He didn't ask many questions, but when he did, they had nothing to do with Charlie and for that, I was thankful. I didn't think I could handle any interrogation at this point and time. I hissed quietly as his hand trailed down my arm. He glanced up at me with concern and compassion.

"I'm terribly sorry, Bella. I can imagine how much that hurts. I'm all done with you, so you can go back out and find Edward. I'll go get you a bag of ice to place on your cheek and some aspirin for your arm." I hopped off the bathroom counter and was startled when he hugged me gently.

"You're safe here with us. You don't have to worry about a thing," He said and kissed my forehead. Tears filled my eyes and I blinked furiously to get rid of them. This was the most fatherly attention I had ever gotten in my entire life and I was surprised how much I wanted it, how much I craved for it. I hugged him back, grateful I was blessed to meet such an amazing and caring man, his amazing and caring family.

"Thank you," I murmured and pulled back. Carlisle brushed back my hair and smiled down at me.

"Edward is extremely lucky to have fallen in love with someone as amazing as you. You've changed him, Bella. I know you don't see it, but as his father, I do and there are no words to express my thanks. You both are wonderful lawyers and will be a wonderful couple." His quiet words warmed me and I hugged him tightly. I was overcome with emotion and I knew that he was too.

"Come on, Edward is probably waiting for you." He tugged on my hand lightly and I followed him out of the bathroom. I began to laugh when I walked into the living room.

"Boys," Carlisle chuckled, going over to his wife. Edward and Emmett were curled up on the couch, looking very much like young adolescent versions of themselves.

"Oh geez, Em. Grow a pair, why don't you?" Rosalie groaned as she came into the room. Emmett flipped her off and Esme promptly smacked his upside the head.

"I did not raise you to treat women like that, Emmett McCarty Cullen." Her voice was stern and Emmett cringed.

"Sorry, Momma." Rosalie turned to me and gasped. I grabbed her arm, bringing her to the kitchen. I gave her a condensed version of what occurred at my father's house. She went from horrified to furious.

"That mother fuc-" I covered her mouth with my hand.

"I know. But I can't do anything. He'll know. Don't tell anybody, okay? It's bad enough his family knows, I don't need anyone else peering into my secrets." I begged quietly.

"Okay, okay. You look like hell, Bells." She said with a grin, and ran a hand over my hair.

"Thank you, Captain Obvious." I shot back and smiled at her, knowing that it was cool between us.

Esme cooked a dinner that was out-of-this-world amazing. I couldn't stop praising her and helping myself to seconds and thirds of everything. Edward hooked his arm around my waist and would pull me close periodically, placing kisses in my hair and my face. Finally sated, I leaned back in my seat and patted my stomach.

"Esme, that was fantastic." I closed my eyes, rested my head on Edward's shoulder. Her quiet laughter filled the room.

"As you have said four or five times before, and thank you."

"You don't understand, Esme. I live on Chinese take-out, microwave TV dinners and maybe, just maybe, the pizza delivery boy will grace my doorstep with a deluxe pizza and breadsticks."

"I wish I had found you that night at the bar. Not that I don't regret finding you, Rosie. I absolutely adore you, sweetie." He said quickly as an afterthought. Rosalie huffed and crossed her arms on her chest.

"Whatever, Em. Sleeping on the couch tonight, bucko."

"Damnit," He grumbled under his breath and I felt Edward's low laughter rumble underneath me.

"You never learn, do you? I watch what I say around Bella." Edward stated and I turned my head to look at him.

"So you're keeping secrets from me now? What the hell, Edward?" I was kind of mad that he didn't say what he wanted to around me. His face paled and his eyes grew wide.

"Love, I didn't mean it. I don't keep anything from you, you know that. I love you." My stomach flipped and I felt my cheeks burn. I leaned in and spoke into his ear, my lips grazing his ear.

"Apology accepted. I love you, too." He shivered slightly and his breath hitched. Edward tucked me in closer to him and nuzzled the top of my head. Esme looked as if she was wiping her eyes and Carlisle had a small smile. Rosalie's mouth hung open and Emmett looked at us in complete awe.

"All you said was that you loved her and got off the hook? Shit, if I had known that…" He grabbed Rose's hands and she stiffened, her head shaking back and forth.

"Don't even think about it, Emmett. I want you to mean it, not say it because you want to show up your brother. Wait a minute or so, okay?"

The entire family, including Rosalie and I, headed downstairs after dinner for a movie marathon. Around two in the morning, Carlisle and Esme called it quits and went upstairs to go to bed. Edward was running his fingers through my hair as I laid on his lap. I felt his fingers trail over my face, gingerly touching each bruise. We have matching split lips now, I said tiredly in my mind. I yawned hugely and heard Edward's quiet chuckle. Rosalie was trying to move an unconscious Emmett off of her, but it was looking useless.

"Rose, I think I'm taking Bella up to bed. Want me to help you with Em?" Edward whispered, picking me up deftly in his arms. Rose shook her head.

"No. We're staying here. You mind bringing me a blanket, though?" Edward shifted me in his arms to bend over and grab the blanket on the floor that Esme and Carlisle had used earlier. I buried my face in his neck, yawning repeatedly.

"Hold on, Bells. We'll be upstairs in no time." He kissed my temple lovingly and tucked his brother and girlfriend in.

"G'night, Rosie." I mumbled against Edward's skin, then decided to start nibbling it. His arms tightened around me as a warning sign. I closed my eyes and nestled closer. I was asleep before he even got us upstairs.

I stretched, moaning. I didn't know how long I slept for and didn't really care. I smiled sleepily when Edward rolled on top of me, his warms lips pressed against mine. His hands snuck up under my sleep shirt, pressing me against him. I hooked my arms around his neck, fingers tangling in his bronze hair. His hands traveled down my body, my shorts coming off and hooking around my ankles. Seconds later, he was stripped of clothing as well and braced himself on either side of my head. My eyes shot open.

"Edward! We are not having sex in your parents' house!" I hissed through clenched teeth. His deep laughter rumbled in my ear. He kissed my face, my neck, my chest.

"Yes, we are. What do you think everyone else is doing?"

"What?" My head spun. This family got even more interesting every second.

"It's Sunday. At the Cullen household, it's a crime to get up before noon and when you have the right company, make use of some early morning love. Bella, I haven't been this close to you in weeks," He groaned, kissing me fiercely. Once I could get my bearings straight and Edward's lips off of mine, I stared at him hard.

"I do believe I spent the night Wednesday and you were close to me. Nice try, bud." I laughed as he covered my neck and chest with nibbling kisses.

"You know you want to," He said huskily and rocked his hips. I bit my lip, hard. This is so wrong…He continued to rock and eventually I broke with another moan and met him halfway. We both gasped at the contact.

"Knew you couldn't resist me," He gripped my hips between his large hands and adjusted me under him. Our rhythm was slow, easy. I was still sleepy, my eyes drifting close periodically. Edward gathered me in his warm arms, knowing that both of us were close. We both stopped moving when someone pounded on the door.

"Edward! Get up! Pre-game coverage is starting!" Emmett yelled.

"I thought you said it was a crime to get up before noon," I ground out after I checked the time on the bedside clock. It was 10:30. His cheeks turned bright red, his head hung low.

"Okay, maybe I was wrong. That's at least what I thought everyone was going to do. Em was talking about it last night…" He whispered.

"Ed! Seriously! Pre-game shit is on now! Get your lazy effing ass out of bed before I yank you out of it!"

"Give me a minute, Em!" He shouted over his shoulder.

"No! Mom's making waffles! She just said breakfast was going to be ready in a minute!" He started to pound again. Fed up and frustrated that I wasn't spasming on the bed in pleasure, I reared up and glared at the door.

"A minute, Emmett! That's all your brother and I need! Get to it, Edward!" I raked my nails down his bare back. His hips bucked against mine and I nearly lost it.

"Jesus, you guys! Not with Mom and Dad around!" Emmett groaned and we heard his loud, thumping footsteps go down the hallway.

Breakfast was awkward. Emmett kept making inappropriate gestures to me and Edward when Esme's back was turned. Carlisle ignored him, pouring over the Sports page instead.

"Game's sound good today, boys. You staying for the afternoon, Edward? Bella?" I shrugged my shoulders, now unable to look Carlisle straight in eyes after what I had done in his son's bedroom minutes before.

"I planned on it." Edward said, reaching for another stack of waffles. Rose nudged me with her fork under the table. I peered at her through my lashes.

"Seriously? Upstairs?" She whispered. I groaned and buried my face in my hands. I looked at Edward from the corner of my eye and saw his crooked grin staring back at me. Emmett was doing something obscene to his waffle with a sausage link, winking and motioning towards me the entire time. I was never going to live this down.

The scene with Emmett and his waffle is really funny in my mind...I laughed while writing it. Make me laugh and review.