Hi Everyone...

Yeah, I want to address last chapter's sexual scenes. No, I don't want this story to be based on Bella and Edward's sexual escapades. Teenagers come into their own and, naturally, sex is a focus. But when you have extreme emotions of ultimate love, the physical does present itself. I want you to experience their new adventures, as they proceed through this story to find their home.

Okay, my usual spiel.

I want to thank everyone for reading my story. I appreciate the comments, reviews and recs. And I want to thank the many people who place this story on alert or in the favorites that I can't PM. Just know, I thank you for giving my story a chance.

Okay, more …. let me thank am13er for introducing me to Fan Fiction... Thank you, Amber.

And I want to thank Linda Cullenboyz, Beautiful Beta. She edits at the drop of a hat with lightning bolt speed and accuracy. She knows every comma, misspelled word and improper phrase... my grammar lifesaver!

I can't thank her enough for writing my wrongs. (ooo love this pun!)

And go read her story, Captain Howdy (#8065636).

But this chapter is not edited. So, if you see any mistakes, they are mine, not Linda's.

And as always, Stephenie Meyer owns the characters. I just borrow them for a bit.

XOXOX

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Chapter 25: Par-tay Time

From previous chapter:

Alice wants to have a welcome home slash Halloween party. Costumes are a must. No one gets in, unless they are something other than themselves. I guess that does make sense.

We decorate the house with a huge "Welcome Home, Edward" banner. Outside, there are coffins, skeletons and RIP grave stones on the front lawn. On the inside, Alice spreads fake cobwebs all over the place with plastic spiders, rats and vermin.

I prepare all finger food, chips and dips, cookies and a huge cake. Yeah, It says, "Welcome Home, Edward."

After nine days of treatment, medication, ultracare and boring rest (except for our closed door visits), the doctors finally release my fiance` from the hospital. He comes home to the par-tay!

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The engagement is a mute issue. Both Edward and I want to keep it on a low frequency. So, the family respects our wishes and we go on like any other day. Although, Esme continues to wink at me and Mags smiles... a lot.

Alice, Jasper, Mags, Esme and I prepare for the Halloween bash of the century that will be the beginning of all the parties throughout the school year, according to Alice.

Alice and I add more and more decorations and special effects. We set up a punch bowl into a large aluminum container with dry ice on the kitchen island. We look hysterical with the huge protective gloves for the ice handling. Our hands are bigger than our bodies. Later, we will add boiling water to get the fog effect. Alice is very happy about this.

Jasper just shakes his head and eats the cookies I made that look like fingers. It's weird to watch him shove them into his mouth. There is a thin coating of red raspberry jam on top. Looks like blood all around his mouth. And when he smiles, his teeth are all bloody looking, too.

Mags' mobility is much better with her walker, so she adds to the Halloween Hoopla, wearing a pointed witch's hat, black and white-striped stockings, a black dress and curly toe shoes. And rubber bats hang from her walker.

Esme gets into the spirit, as she walks down the stairway in this flowy, multi-layered, ghostly-white, chiffon gown. Her face is white with hollow-black, sunken cheeks. Her auburn, waist-length wig is full of massive curls that flow down her back. Underneath all the scary make-up, she is still a beauty. We razz her a little about being the undead and she laughs. She really laughs. Alice and I take this all in and smile at one another.

Cooking on very low heat in the double and baker's ovens, I have chicken drummettes, Swedish meatballs, pigs in a blanket, potato puffs, lasagna, and bagel pizzas. Edward will be so happy. After so many days of hospital food, he will love this menu and pig out.

The banner didn't look right to me, so Alice and I redo it with red paint. Looks kind of Halloweeny with dipping letters of blood. We hang it over the dining room table above the chandelier.

All the hot foods will be on the dining room table. There are six, huge aluminum containers with sterno heaters on one side. On the other, there are platters of cut vegetables, fruits and dips.

We place a smaller table across for the dining room table for the cake. I also have pumpkin, ghost, bat and the finger cookies. A three-tier platter of chocolate and vanilla cupcakes with orange and black frosting with sprinkles. There are coffin and pumpkin bowls of candy, nuts, pretzels and chips, throughout the living room. And we can't forget the drink station in the kitchen.

Jasper rigs up these colorful strobe lights in the front graveyard. The shadows are spooky. I'm sure they will look amazing, after it gets dark.

Alice places a howling, screeching doormat at the front door. When people stand on it, it howls out very loudly. It will get a few hearts racing, later. or kill someone.

Okay, it's after three. Time to get Edward. The party starts in three hours.

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When I walk into Edward's room, I find three candy-stripers all around his bed. I quietly place the bag of clothes, my jacket and one for Edward onto a chair and stand at the doorway, crossing my arms under my chest and watching the exchange of each bimbo. One tries to outdo the other, in getting his attention. He looks totally uncomfortable, as the tall blonde runs her long red fingernails through his hair.

I'll coin her, Bimbo number one. She says, "Oh, Edward, your hair is so soft." She reached over and dips her boobs into his face.

He coughs.

Bimbo number two runs up, bouncing her chest into Edward's face. Her high-pitchy, nasally voice whines, "Hey, I want to touch!"

And lastly, number three bimbo screams out, "Me, too." Another bouncing set of mammaries, only cows would appreciate.

As they all argue over poor Edward's hair, I finally move to give him a break.

I clear my throat and sarcastically plead, "Would you move your utters and give him some air?"

All three turn to look at me and stare wide-eyed and clueless.

I know I look pretty damn good in my fitted sweater dress. Every sinful curve hugs the fabric, nice and short to showcase my long legs and a rich royal blue color that highlights my blemish-free, pale skin. Yes, I feel confident. Yes, I feel pretty. And yes, these girls have nothing on me.

I know that sounds bad, but it is what it is.

Edward's face lights up. "Bella!" Relief fills his face.

"Hi, Baby." I coo.

I walk over to the bed with an extra swish in my sway. Edward gulps, staring at my hips. I smile with my eyes on him.

The three cows are silent. They stand in a stupor. And I literally have to move them over to get to Edward.

I crawl up onto the bed, get in between his legs, place my hands on top of the headboard, lean over and kiss the hell out of him.

All three gasp, as I turn to look at them. Oh ya, my fanny in the air and Edward like mush.

"Are you girls taking good care of my fiance`?" I question oh so sweetly.

I kiss his nose and flash my ring up, so they can take a large gander.

They trip over one and other, as they run out of the room. Dare I say, they won't come back.

Edward grabs my right hip and pulls me down over him. "Hi," he whispers into my mouth. And the sparks fly.

I maneuver carefully, as I get up. "As much as I would love to swap spit with you, Mr. Cullen, you are about to be released. So, let's get you dressed." I wipe my mouth and smile.

"You want to dress me?" He smirks.

God, give him a few blow jobs and he is too cocky for his own good.

"Edward, let me ask you a stupid question," I huff and stand near him. straightening out my dress.

He looks up at me. "Okay."

"Can you dress yourself with your injured shoulder, yet?" I sweetly ask and bat my eyelashes.

He smiles, turns red and chuckles, "No, I can't"

I grab the bag of fresh clothes for him, open it and take out clean boxers, an undershirt, a sweater, jeans, socks and sneakers, placing them on the bed. I slyly say, "Well, then, I guess you will need some help."

A nurse comes in with the final release papers, hands me prescriptions and instructions for Edward's care. She does her basic check and leaves us alone. I lock the door.

"Okay, let's get you dressed and home," I order.

Edward smiles, as he stands from the bed. "You know, you're getting kind of bossy."

"Are you complaining?" My face is to the side and I give him a slight giggle, as I pick up the boxer shorts from the chair and hold them out for him.

He shakes his head and chuckles. "Nope. Never. Not one fucking complaint." And he drops the hospital gown to the floor, looking down.

Like a beacon of light, his erection springs to attention. "Really, Edward?"

"Bella, I can't go home like this," he slyly smirks, as his eyes reach mine. "Look what you do to me," he pleads.

Slowly, I bend to my knees in front of him. Edward blurts out a deep moan. I slide my hands up his tight legs and blow warm air over him. He shutters and leans closer to me.

"God Bella." His hands halo my hair.

I lift his right leg and place it into the boxers and then the left. As I ride the underwear up his legs, I slide over him.

"You're going to fall over," I access and sit him in a chair with the fallen boxers around his ankles. "I think you're getting too used to the idea of me on my knees!"

As I massage him, he strains, "Actually, hmmm, I'd like to see you naked and squirm underneath me!"

"Aren't you growing some huge balls?" I huff.

"You've got your them in your hands, Bella, you can see how big they are." he kiddingly hisses.

And I burst out laughing. "Oh God, Edward, only you would make me laugh about your nuts!" I fall over. "Is it possible you can deflate your hard on, get you dressed and home?"

He pouts with his bottom lip out. "You're mean!"

I kiddingly whine, "We have to get home and change into our costumes. Besides, I made all your favorites. I've really worked hard." I pull the pout act. And he falls for it. I love this guy, as I mold my fingers around him. "Gotcha!"

"Oh yeah, you do," he moans.

Two minutes of rough riding fingers and Edward brings it all home in record time. A little wash, dress him up and we are in the car within fifteen minutes.

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By the time we arrive home, the sun is low. Jasper has all the strobe lights going. The graveyard lights up with colors and some moss? Oh yeah, Alice! It's her "Thriller".

I park in the driveway and turn to watch Edward's face. He doesn't know where to look first.

"I can't believe you guys did all of this," he shakes his head in amazement and sighs.

I get out of the driver's side and walk around to Edward, helping him get out of the car. "Wait until you see the inside."

With my arm around his waist, we get up to the front door, as Alice throws the door open. She screams, "Welcome Home, Edward!" We both jump back and stare at her, stepping on the matt, the screaming begins. Edward grabs me tighter and yelps like a girl. So much for his manhood.

Alice is Alice... in Wonderland. With long blonde wig, blue headband and a pair of Mary Janes, Alice will not be late for her important date. Her dress is blue cotton with a white collar and white cotton apron. It fits her waist snuggly, as the skirt is full and flowy.

But what catches our eye, as we walk into the living room, is Jasper. Edward squeezes me harder, because I know we both want to burst out into laughter. Sitting on the edge of the sofa, Jaspers wears hot and pale pink fur stripes, long tail, fuzzy ears and whiskers. His mouth goes across his face in a very stupid grin. He is quite proud of his costume, for some strange reason. He oddly smiles and meows at us. And we laugh... hysterically.

Then, Edward sees Esme. He freezes with his mouth wide open. "Mom, you look amazing."

Esme walks over to him, gently hugs and cries, "Thank you, Sweetheart."

I shake my finger, "Okay, no crying, young lady. We are having a par-tay!"

And Mags joins in with a screeching holler. "Oh yeah, I need a beer."

Edward chuckles, as he eyes her hanging bats from her walker. "You're really bats, Mags!"

She gawfs, "And you know it!"

"Okay, let me get the wait staff to set up the food and we can get ready," I say to Edward.

Mags smiles, "Already got them slaving in the kitchen, Bella. You two go get gussied up!"

"Thanks, Mags."

"Bella, do I have a costume?" Edward questions.

I just smile and bat my eyes.

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Aye, my swashbuckling pirate emerges from his bathroom, looking really hot and... dashing! The white-cotton, full long-sleeved shirt open on the chest fits him perfectly. I appraise him from head to toe. Oooo, love that word appraise.

The beige suede fitted pants hug his tush, black leather knee-high boots with buckles accentuate that fit and around the belt is a sword scabbard, a holster of a blade. Yes, a sword. Captain Jack Sparrow would be proud. I know I am.

Edward walks over to me, having trouble with his bandana. "Could you...?"

"Sure," I agree.

He finally looks up at me. "Wow, Bella!"

Yeah, I was hoping for that reaction.

My deep blue, satin dress is very low cut with a black velvet, push-up corset. The waist is tight and the floor-length skirt is full. My stiletto, black leather boots give me some extra height, but Edward's eyes remain on my boobs.

As I fix his bandana, Edward plays with my hair, pulling it all to one side. Woah, I can feel his heat. "You look very handsome, Edward." I scold, "And stop staring at my boobs."

"Fuck. I can't help it. Their in my face." He smiles. "Is it me or did you grow?"

I pick up my skirt to show him my heels.

"Okay." He ponders. "I kind of like you fucking shorter."

"Why? So you can really see down my boobs." I quip.

"No, I just like you little." I get a happy smile and he kisses me. "Okay, let's get this show on the road."

After I help Edward on with his knee-length, brown suede coat, we slide his sling over his shoulder, fit his pirates hat over the bandana and we head up the stairs.

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The party is in full swing. Music blares, people dance, eat and just hang out. I think the whole Forks High population is here, wall to wall ghouls and goblins.

Emmett and Rosalie stop in for a little while. They interrupt the kids' trick or treating to show them the wild decorations.

Rosalie sees the ring on my finger and freaks out with excitement. She offers to help me plan a wedding, while Emmett explains to Edward about a ball and chain. All done in absolute humor. They gather up their kids and we send them home with food.

We find Alice in the kitchen, stoking up the dry ice. It's very foggy in the kitchen. She's happy. I watch her blow on the ice and giggle. Jasper sits next to her, eating.

Edward and I walk from room to room, holding hands and talking with everyone. It's really a great party. No one trashes anything. Mostly, everyone is dancing and singing along with the music.

All of a sudden, the front door crashes open. Everyone freezes and there is a deathly silence. Charlie barges into the house with cap-guns a blazing, shouting, "I heard there was a party going on!"

Everyone stares at him in fright.

"What? I thought this was a great costume." He shoots his little guns. "I am the Chief of Police!" More shots. "And I came to par-tay!"

He heads for the kitchen, as he passes us. "You look beautiful, Bells!"

Edward and I laugh and everyone else follows, once they realize my father is off-duty, heading for a beer.

Alice shuts off the music. "Okay, Everyone, I've got an announcement. Quiet down. Quiet down." You can hear a pin drop.

"So glad all of you came tonight." Everyone cheers, hoots and hollers.

"Yeah. Yeah. Well, this is the first of many parties by the Cullens and a Swan." More cheers.

"It has been a real fun beginning of the school year, but we're here and the bad guys aren't." Alice raises her fists and shouts.

There are a lot of screams of, "Go Alice".

She clears her throat and excitedly screams, "So, to let all of you know, officially... Our Homecoming King and Queen are engaged. Yeah. Yeah. My brother grew a set!"

Everyone laughs.

Edward drops his head to my shoulders and whispers into my ear, "I'm gonna fucking kill her."

"So, no one ask me anymore tonight, okay, if they are. Got it? Love you Bella and Edward." A lightbulb goes off in her head. "Oh. Oh. You really will be my sister." She laughs. "Thank you, Edward!"

And the Queen of Hearts disappears into the crowd with the cheshire cat close behind.

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I wonder who spiked the punch?

Now, read Linda's story! Captain Howdy (#8065636)

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