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A/N: Thank you so much for all the great reviews. I've been writing as fast as I can and I decided to break up this chapter so I can post something now.

13

It's the week of Thanksgiving, I had gotten a call from Charlie telling me that he was going to have to work on Thanksgiving Day which turned out to work out great because I really wanted to meet Edward's mom. I asked Edward if he would want to come with me to Forks for a couple days and have Thanksgiving a day early with Charlie and then spend Thanksgiving Day with his family. He agreed but gave the condition that we take his Volvo and not my ancient trunk. I rolled my eyes but agreed.

We made the 2-3 hour drive from campus to Forks two days before Thanksgiving. I stopped at the market to pick up a bag of ice for Edward. He was a week into his recovery and the pain from his ribs still bothered him a lot but he said that he thought he was making progress. He found that the pain from his breathing had really let up.

As we headed for Charlie's house I grew steadily nervous. Charlie wasn't all too thrilled about me bringing Edward home with me for Thanksgiving. I reassured him that Edward was a gentleman and he didn't have to worry but I still found myself nervous about whether or not the two would get along. I pulled the Volvo into my spot on the driveway next to Charlie's police cruiser closed my eyes and took a long deep breath to prepare myself before what I knew to be two very long days.

I got out of the car and hurried around to help Edward. Charlie had seen us pull up and came out to greet us. "Welcome home, Bells," Charlie said giving me a big hug.

"Thanks dad," I said giving him an extra squeeze at the end. I stepped back taking Edward's left hand, "Dad, I'd like you to meet my boyfriend, Edward."

Edward held up his right hand, "It's nice you meet you, sir."

Charlie took Edward's hand and shook it, "Nice to meet you as well, Edward. Nice car."

"Thank you, sir," Edward said.

"So, Bella tells me you play football."

Edward grinned, "Yes, I do."

"What position do you play?" Charlie asked.

"Wide Receiver."

"Dad," I interrupted, "can I get your help bringing our bags in I need to make a new icepack for Edward."

"Oh, sure Bella," as he grabbed the two small duffle bags from the trunk and I grabbed the bag of ice I had bought and helped Edward into the house. I quickly made a new icepack for Edward and helped him get settled on the recliner and sat on the arm of the chair holding his hand. Charlie sat on the couch and turned the television to ESPN before turning to Edward, "So tell me Edward, how did you get injured?"

"I had taken a hard hit after I caught a 60 yard pass. The force of his hit bruised a few of my left ribs and when I hit the ground I hit my head pretty hard. It knocked me out for about 5 seconds and left me with a mild concussion." Edward said.

"Wow, how long till you are back to 100 percent?" Charlie asked.

"They think at least 3 weeks," Edward sighed clearly upset that he wont be playing ball for awhile.

"That must be frustrating with the playoffs coming and all," Charlie mused.

"Yes, it is," Edward said squeezing my hand.

I excused myself to go make a few of the dishes that we would have for our Thanksgiving meal. As I worked on making the food I listened to Charlie and Edward talk endlessly about sports. I had made beef stroganoff for dinner tonight, Charlie's favorite to try to make up for all the meals I was not here to make. I really don't know how he survived without me. His refrigerator was almost bare and I was going to have to get some groceries in order to make the meal I was planning. I was able to make the deviled eggs and the green bean casserole but I needed to get the stuff for the mashed potatoes, stuffing, yams, and cranberry sauce not to mention the other daily items that Charlie had neglected to buy.

The table was set and the stroganoff was ready. I went into the TV room to let them know and helped Edward up out of the recliner. He was getting a lot better at getting up on his own but usually needed a hand to pull himself up on. We sat at the kitchen table and began to eat.

"This is delicious Bella," Edward complemented with a smile and picked up another bite.

"Thanks," I blushed taking his hand in mine.

"I really missed your cooking Bells," Charlie chimed in. I smiled. He cleared his throat, "So Edward, what are you studying?"

"Well, I'm pre-med and I hope to be accepted into medical school next fall." Edward said taking another bite of his stroganoff.

Charlie quickly took a bite as well to try to hide the shock on his face. When he had first found out that I was dating a senior at college he was a little upset, because Edward was so much older than I was. I had to reassure him many times that Edward wasn't like most college guys and that he was a true gentleman. "Well…your parents must be proud to have a future doctor in the family."

Edward smiled. "Actually dad, Edward's father is a doctor," I said giving Edward's hand a squeeze.

"Really?" Charlie couldn't hide his surprise nor delight in the news that Edward's father was a doctor and that Edward was planning to become one as well. Edward and I just smiled.

We finished our dinner and I cleaned up all the dishes before I went to the grocery store to get all the food I needed for tomorrow. By the time I had returned it was getting late and I was exhausted.

Because I knew that my dad would never allow Edward to sleep in the same bed with me I offered Edward my bed so he would be more comfortable. Of course, Edward refused and insisted he was perfectly fine sleeping on the couch.

"I'll be fine down here, love" Edward said wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I just want you to be comfortable," I pouted wrapping my arms around his neck.

"You are too good to me," Edward smiled and kissed the tip of my nose.

"Well, I love you," I said before kissing him passionately on the lips.

We pulled away, both of us breathless, "I love you too," he said and then lowered his voice just in case Charlie was listening from upstairs, "My only regret is that I wont be able to hold you in my arms as we sleep for two nights."

"I agree" I said kissing him again and hesitantly headed upstairs to bed, "if you need anything call my cell and I'll be right down. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, love," Edward said as he slowly climbed into the couch.

I went to my room and curled up into a ball on my bed. I tossed and turned for a while not liking the emptiness next to me until slowly sleep enveloped me.

A/N: So what do you guys think? I hope you liked it. Because I broke up the chapter the next one will not be far behind. I might be able to post that one tomorrow maybe later today.

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