Carlisle began to rewind in his mind, regretfully so as Edward continued to glare at him, looking as if he was ready for another round of fighting at any second. He tried to remember which day was which, as their trip lasted for well over a week.

Friday, he wondered to himself, instantly being reminded of Edward's anxiety-ridden phone calls.

"Yeah," Edward said sternly with a nod.

Carlisle wanted to tell them all that their minds were playing jokes on them, and that everything they were claiming wasn't true, or real; but he could see that they were being honest, and Esme above all people would never lie to him.

"I really don't know what to say," he confessed, looking around at all of them. He suddenly felt bad, feeling responsible for the wedge between Bella and Edward; and even more terrible about how awkward the experience must have been for Bella.

Carlisle looked at Esme, feeling as though he somehow betrayed their relationship, though in his mind and in reality with his body he was only having sex with her.

Edward's expression softened up at his father's thoughts. He knew he truly hadn't done anything wrong. He thought back to his own experience, acknowledging that he had technically put the moves on Esme before he realized that she and Bella had switched bodies.

"I'm sorry," Bella said, shaking her head. "Carlisle... Esme..." She shrugged her shoulders.

"I'm sorry," Carlisle said, "I'm honestly at a loss for words. I don't know at all what to say. I'm not totally caught up mentally with all of this yet." He began to wonder what had taken place between Esme and Edward.

"Nothing at all," Edward told him, slightly heated again. He couldn't completely bring himself out of his anger-driven mentality.

"But something did happen...?" He didn't finish the question. His eyes just landed on Bella, who shyly looked away and tried to be subtle.

"I think you and I were just about," Esme started, "in the middle of it already."

Bella felt like sighing in heavy relief as Esme inadvertently covered for her. She didn't realize that Bella had flat out seduced him, and then carried on again and again... and again.

Carlisle scratched the back of his head, then ran his hand down his face, looking almost in shock. He eyed Edward for a moment, then looked at Bella. "I'm... sorry Bella."

"You don't have anything to be sorry for Carlisle," she assured him.

"That must have been the worst possible position for you to ever be in," he went on.

Not really, she thought to herself. Her eyes drifted to Edward's, and she was momentarily afraid that she'd spoken the words aloud. Thankfully, she realized that she hadn't.

"It's nobody's fault," Bella said.

"I agree," Esme told them, looking at Edward, while placing a hand lightly on Carlisle's chest. She turned his face toward hers. "Okay?"

He looked to Edward and Bella with a sense of awkwardness, and tried to let Esme's voice relax him a little. Edward still looked on edge and confrontational, and Bella was a combination of sympathetic and embarrassed. Esme was the only one able to keep a completely rational mind.

"I'd like to put this behind us," she said.

"Yeah, like no eye contact for a month," Edward joked, but had no humor whatsoever in his voice.

Carlisle slipped his hand into Esme's, and Bella felt the slightly twinge of jealousy pass through her that she kept telling herself to ignore.

"Let's go inside," Carlisle said to Esme. He looked at Edward again, who's emotions seemed to be bouncing back and forth as he fought with reason versus jealousy.

Bella let out a small sigh and Esme put a hand on her shoulder lightly as they began to head back toward the house. Carlisle glanced at Bella for a moment, then eagerly left the yard where Edward stood next to her.

"Edward..." Bella said, shaking her head, eyeing the leaves beneath her shoes. "That day..."

"I'm trying not to be mad," he told her, practically hissing the words.

"It's not Carlisle's fault."

"I can't stop thinking about..."

"Well try harder," Bella said, "It's not going to do any good."

"Try harder?" he asked, letting out a sinister laugh, "I practically had the entire ordeal laid in front of me from his thoughts. Thank God I can't read yours.'

Bella agreed silently in her mind with his words. If he could see anything in her mind about that day, and the way her mind wandered leading up to it, she wasn't sure what he would do.

There was a rustling in the woods and Alice quickly scampered upon them. "What's happening?" she asked. "Did you fight with Carlisle?"

"Misunderstanding," he said through gritted teeth.

Alice looked at Bella. She'd heard the context of the conversation. "What happened?"

"You wouldn't believe it if we told you Alice," she said, putting a hand on her forehead.

Edward continued to stare angrily at Bella before he huffed at went inside.

"We better follow him," Alice said.

Bella wasn't sure what that meant, but she could sense an edge in her voice.