A/N: Thanks again to everyone who reviewed the last chapter. I can tell a lot of you are getting eager for the reveal, but please remember, I'm a sucker for a happily ever after. Hell, I'm even considering a sequel, so you know it can't be too bad of a reveal if I'm considering that.

Mojoka- Thanks for the story rec's! I'm always up for a good read. I honestly think that 'The Office' is one of my favorite unfinished works right now. That and 'Wide Awake'.

Gater101 –I hope I don't screw Paris up. I feel bad they haven't had sex there yet, but I was always planning their last night in London to basically be one gigantic smut fest. I should at least have him get a bj in Paris though. Ah well, there's always next chapter, which will be the segway into London.

* I don't own twilight, but I own virtually everything related to Blue's Clues. This chappie is for all the moms out there, just like me, who are forced to watch the same episodes of 'Mickey Mouse Clubhouse', 'Handy Manny', 'Dora the Explorer' and 'Go Diego Go'… just like me.

BPOV

"Wake up sexy," said Edward as he gently nudged me, trying to wake me up from what I honestly thought was the best sleep I had ever had. This bed was like fluffy melatonin and I fell asleep only minutes after my head hit the pillow and my body instantly molded to the mattress.

"I don't want to move. Bed too comfy," I said sleepily as Edward curled up behind me and I could feel his hard on pressed against my ass. "What do we have here Edward?" I said as I rolled over to face him. I was shocked to see he was already dressed. So much for my dreams of morning nookie.

"We have some bagels and cream cheese on the table, a fresh pot of coffee and fruit too. We also have just over an hour to get down to the lobby so get your luscious ass out of bed Bella." I groaned and sat up slowly, staring longingly at the coffee.

"I will get up if you get me a cup of coffee," I said slyly as Edward quickly hopped from the bed and fulfilled my wish. Lately, he seemed to be fulfilling all of my wishes, so I never once complained. I drank the hot liquid down greedily, letting the caffeine rush through my system and then I stumbled into the shower. When I finally stepped into the room twenty minutes later, Edward was packing some stuff into my purse, including my camera and his iPod. "What am I supposed to wear?"

"Umm... shorts and t-shirt I guess," he said as I stared at his clothes. He was wearing a pair of knee length khaki cargo shorts and a short sleeved button down blue shirt, with a white t-shirt underneath it. I rummaged through the dresser drawer and pulled out my blue halter top and my short denim shorts. I was certain they would be comfortable for whatever he had planned. When we finally left the room it was just before eight o'clock. As we walked through the lobby, Edward looked the concierge and gave him a thumbs up before walking us out the front door to the waiting town car.

"Are you going to tell me where we are going?" I asked impatiently as he pulled me close to him in the backseat of the car.

"You'll see soon enough," he laughed at me as the driver pulled away from the driveway and drove easily through the streets of Paris and out into the suburbs. I kept glancing over at Edward in confusion the longer we drove, but it was almost forty minutes later when we finally stopped and I looked out the window, my mouth open in shock.

"We're at Euro Disney?" I screamed in shock.

"Well, I think they call it Disneyland Paris, but yeah," said Edward as I threw my arms around his neck in excitement. The driver took us straight to the entrance and agreed to pick us up again at 9 that night. We had just over twelve hours to spend in the park and I couldn't wait to get started. Edward fished two passes from his pocket and handed them over to the attendant who simply smiled at us and then searched through my bag, making sure I wasn't carrying any weapons of mass destruction.

The moment we entered the park itself, we had two people beside us trying to take our picture. Of course Edward had insisted on it and took the claim stub happily. I knew he was probably going to come back later in the day and make sure he got every possible souvenir with our picture on it. I even envisioned him using a Mickey Mouse shaped mouse pad with our faces on it. I shook the image from my head and gripped his hand tightly, letting him lead us through the park. We strolled down Main Street U.S.A and I glanced into every window of each of the shops lining the street as Edward scoffed at how Americanized the theme park was.

"Main Street U.S.A, really? They couldn't have done something European? If I wanted to go to Main Street U.S.A we'd be in Orlando hitting Disneyworld right now." I punched him lightly on the shoulder for his comments as I followed him towards Discoveryland. I wasn't a huge fan of roller coasters, but was willing to try anything with Edward by my side, so as we got into line to get on 'Space Mountain' I started to get a bit nervous. "What's wrong?"

"I don't like roller coasters, but I really want to go on them. I am on a mission to conquer my fear of them today," I said confidently as Edward slipped his arm around my waist and pulled me back against his chest.

"That is so fucking adorable," he remarked as he kissed my cheek and played with my hair lovingly. Luckily, the lines weren't too long at the park today, so we only waited five minutes until we got strapped into the coaster and took off down the tracks. Edward's hand gripped mine tightly as I started to let what seemed like hundreds of four letter curse words pour from my mouth. I was scared, I was cursing like a sailor and Edward sat beside me laughing at me the entire time. When the ride finally came to a stop, he kissed me forehead. "See that wasn't so bad."

"Whatever. Let's go on something less dangerous like that car ride over there," I said with a grin as my stomach slowly lowered from my throat, where it had implanted itself during the roller coaster ride. We spent the next four hours walking around, hopping on every possible ride. Some of them we enjoyed more than others and ended up going several times throughout the day. We laughed so hard we were practically crying when we got on the tea cups. A lot of the other tourists were giving us curious glances, but neither of us cared; we just enjoyed every single aspect of the day.

"I need the camera," shouted Edward shortly after we dizzily stepped from the tea cups. I pulled it from my bag and handed it to him as I watched him take a picture of a ride directly in front of us. 'Alice's Curious Labyrinth' was the name of what looked to be a gigantic hedge maze and Edward thought it was hilarious. 'Alice will get a kick out of this one." Just after Edward spoke, my stomach growled loudly and he laughed easily at me. "Okay, I hear ya," he said as he ran his fingers across my stomach. I doubt he meant it to be seductive, but it was anyways.

We walked through the park for a few moments before we stumbled upon a restaurant right outside of Sleeping Beauty's Castle. We sat down at the small café and enjoyed a quick lunch, as Edward stared at the map of the park, trying to decide what to do next. I took a big sip of my Diet Pepsi and looked at Edward, who was still focused on the map.

"Thanks," I said quietly to him as he raised his head from the table.

"For what?"

"For today. I know we're kinda celebrating our birthdays or whatever, but this is the most fun I've had with you that doesn't include sex," I said with a nervous laugh. Edward gripped my hand in his and then kissed it lightly.

"I'd do anything to make you happy Bella," he replied as he looked at me with the same longing and desire I looked at him with. "How about we head over to Frontierland next?" I nodded my head in agreement and we finished our lunch in peace. Our next ride was 'Big Thunder Mountain' and when we stepped from the ride when it was finished, I was absolutely soaked.

"Did you pay the guy to put me in the seat which would get the wettest?" I asked in frustration as we walked towards the nearest bathroom so that I could try to dry myself a bit. Edward waited patiently outside as I held my shirt up to the air dryer inside the small room. After almost ten minutes, I gave up and walked back outside to him. He was standing there with a little rose that lit up when you pressed a button. It even smelt like a real rose.

"Forgive me?" he asked sweetly as he shoved out his bottom lip into a pout. I leaned forward and sucked his lip into my mouth, wrapping my hands around his neck to pull us into a deeper kiss. When we finally parted, I laughed as I remembered we were just outside a public washroom. How Romantic!

"Nothing to forgive sweetheart," I said as I grabbed his hand and we headed to the next ride. We wandered over towards Adventureland next where Edward and I must have ridden the Pirates of the Caribbean ride at least five times before deciding we had had enough. It was one of the more enjoyable rides in the entire park, but Edward really wanted to go on the Indiana Jones Roller Coaster. I dreaded it though, because it was even bigger than Space Mountain, but I held his hand firmly in mine and did it. There was less cursing that the previous roller coaster, but I still let a few 'fucks' and 'shits' slip from my lips.

"Do you think you can handle the Tower of Terror?" asked Edward as we strolled through the park, having already ridden most of the good rides.

"What is it?" I asked nervously. He already seemed concerned that I wouldn't be able to handle it, so I probably shouldn't have asked and just said 'no'.

"It's basically a big fake elevator that drops you like 10 floors or something like that. It's over on the front lot and it looks cool," said Edward, the excitement positively beaming off of him.

"Let's go," I said as I squeezed his hand and he led me to the other side of the park. After screaming for the entire ride, I needed a drink, so Edward and I took a quick break and enjoyed some drinks and popsicles, which I sucked on a little too pornographically for his liking.

"Bella, we're in a family theme park, stop giving that Popsicle a blow job," he whispered to me tensely.

"Okay, I'll wait until later when I can give you one,' I said huskily as I grabbed his cock through the fabric of his shorts. He was hard, I knew it. I released him when I got an odd glance from one of the other tourists who were waiting in line to be served and Edward laughed uncontrollably for like five minutes, which just heightened the embarrassment factor.

We continued to enjoy the rest of the day, stopping for dinner and drinks at a restaurant in Disney Village called 'The Steakhouse' I spent most of our dinner teasing Edward and telling him how desperate I was for meat, and he was clearly getting aggravated by my comments. Before we realized it, it was almost nine o'clock and Edward and I were rushing towards the entrance to get to our car, which was waiting for us. The driver helped us in, grabbing our bags with our souvenirs and the four photos Edward had bought, and putting them in the trunk.

The moment my ass hit the soft leather of the backseat, I felt relieved. My feet hurt a bit, but it was all worth it. Edward nuzzled close to me and as I listened to his breathing, I fell asleep. He had carried me up to our room and laid me on our bed, pulling the covers over me. I could hear him speaking in the background, to the bellman I guessed, who had brought our bags up. Everything was fuzzy, but I felt Edward remove my shoes and shorts before he climbed into bed with me a few minutes later, wrapping his arms around me. The last thing I remembered was him telling me he loved me as he hummed 'Into the Mystic' again.

EPOV

Disneyland Paris was everything I had imagined and more. Bella and I had an awesome time and all of our worries about our impeding separation disappeared completely. It was actually sort of liberating. I was little disappointed when she ended up falling asleep in the car, but I couldn't blame her. I was exhausted myself; I just wanted to her finish on me what she had started on the Popsicle earlier in the day.

When I finally stirred from my sleep the next morning, I was surprised to see Bella wasn't in bed beside me. She was pacing around the room nervously, clutching her hair in her hands and she looked like she had been crying. As I stood from the bed and stepped towards her, she looked like she had been crying for a while. Her face was red and splotchy, her hands were white from being so tense and she looked like a completely different person. My heart ached just seeing her in pain. "Bella," I said anxiously as I moved a little bit closer to her. She quickly released her hair and turned around in shock to see me awake.

"I hope I didn't wake you," she replied tersely as she used the back of her hand to wipe away any tears that had recently fallen. It didn't help her look any better.

"What's wrong?" I asked as I walked closer to her and wrapped my arms around her shoulders, pulling her tight to me.

"It's nothing," she said casually, which I knew was a lie.

"It can't be nothing babe, if you are standing here walking around the suite, pulling at your hair and crying." I was kind of furious at her for not telling me what was going on, but when she spoke her next words, everything fell into place.

"I was thinking about us being apart, and since you don't want to discuss it, we're not going to. I'm gonna go shower. Can we check our emails before we leave for the Louvre?" I nodded my head and watched in silence as she walked into the bathroom, hearing the click of the lock behind her. I had no idea she was so tormented about our separation. I had continual anxiety about it all, but I never told Bella about it. I shook the concerns from my head and decided to call room service to bring us some breakfast instead. I ordered two big plates of pancakes and some fruit, coffee, milk and juice. Everything arrived just as I had finished in the bathroom.

We ate breakfast in complete silence, neither of us speaking. It was awkward and I hated every single second of it, but I didn't know what to say to her to make everything better. As she finished her last bit of pancake, Bella looked up at me expectantly. "Are you ready to go?" she asked anxiously as I took one last sip of my coffee and nodded my head. We wandered about the lobby for a few moments before we found their small business center, complete with computers. It had been several days since either one of us had logged on to check our email, and Bella seemed particularly eager to see if she had anything. She appeared to have one from Angela because she spent several minutes reading before laughing loudly. I had one from Alice and that was it.

Big Brother,

I heard from the good folks at Louis Vuitton that you picked up my bag. Thank You Thank You Thank You. There isn't anything exciting happening around here. Em and Rosalie had a big fight a few days ago and then spent the next couple of days making up all over the house. Almost everyone could hear them going at it and a few of the staff complained about having to clean up after them, so that was pretty funny.

How are things going with you and Bella? Are you keeping up with the 'let's not talk about being apart' thing that I suggested. You got a bunch of mail from NYU the other day, but I didn't open it. I left it on your desk. Mom and Dad said they would be home when you get back, but I wouldn't hold your breath. I think I've seen them a total of five days the entire summer.

Anyways, I have to go. Can't wait to see you in a few days. Play safe with the other kids and don't forget 'sex is cleaner with a packaged wiener.' That was from Emmett. In fact he's standing over my shoulder as I type this to make sure I do it. Fucking moron.

Love You

Ali

I laughed at her quick email, fondly recalling my family back home and eager to see them. Bella looked over at me, she had clearly finished with her emails and I shot her a remorseful glance as I finally started a reply to Alice. It was short and sweet, nothing too exciting. I pulled up a separate website and logged into my Expedia account to that I could change my flight out of London to the same one Bella was on. Thankfully, there were still some seats available. I booked one in first class and decided I would switch with whatever person ended up beside Bella. They would be grateful, just like the kool-aid man had been on the flight over from New York.

I mentioned to Alice that my flight plans had changed and gave her specifics such as the number and time of arrival. I then changed my connecting flight from JFK to Logan, so that everything worked perfectly. I had a one hour layover before heading home to Boston. As I finished my email and my flight changes, I looked over at Bella and she looked anxious. I hit send on my email and printed out the pages with my flight information, quickly shoving them in my pocket. "I'm ready. Sorry I took so long, I made my flight changes," I said casually as Bella gave me a small gentle smile. "Let's get to the Louvre."

We walked in to the building only ten minutes later, and I was really glad that I had booked us a hotel near the gallery. Bella's eyes opened in excitement as I paid our entrance fees and we both grabbed a headset to listen along to information on all the exhibits. It took several hours, we but we ended up walking through most of the museum. We saw so many different forms of art, it was a little overwhelming; even Bella seemed to think so. We spent the most time staring at the Mona Lisa, but then again, I think the majority of the people in the gallery did the same. At around three o'clock, Bella and I decided to go and visit the Musee d'Orsay, which was just down the street a bit. The gallery contained more paintings that Bella was actually interested in, such as Cezanne, Toulouse-Lautrec, Renoir and Degas. When we finally stepped into one of the rooms that held some works by Claude Monet, Bella was particularly enthralled. We had already seen several of his works in past galleries, but today seemed different.

"Did you know 'Water Lilies' is at the Art Institute in Chicago? You should go and see it once you get settled at college," I suggested sweetly as Bella just shrugged her shoulders at me. I would have thought she would be more excited, after all, she was always mentioning how much she adored Monet.

"I did know that Edward. We're listening to the same recording. But there are several different versions of Water Lilies, each with a different date. The Art Institute has the one I like best though," she said with a little laugh as she kept staring at the picture entitled 'Le bassin aux nymphéas, harmonie verte'. It was basically just a picture of a bridge covering a small pond or something, with a lot of greenery. "This is one of my favorites from the entire trip." I nodded my head in acknowledgement of her, and she finally grasped my hand again and we kept walking. I was relieved to discover this gallery was a lot smaller than the other one, but we still ended up spending almost three hours there. When we finally left, it was just after six at night, my feet and my stomach were aching.

"We forgot to eat again," I said with a sigh as my stomach growled at me again. "Why don't we go back to the hotel and order in. I think we're both a little too tired to do anything major right now."

"Yeah, that sounds perfect. My feet thank you," said Bella with a small smile as we walked back to our hotel as quickly as our feet would take us. It was pointless to hire a cab for a five minute walk, but when we stepped out of the elevator and onto our floor, I swept Bella up in my arms and carried her the rest of the way. "I can walk you know," she stuttered in embarrassment as we passed an elderly couple in the hallway.

"So what? I just wanted to hold you close," I said with a laugh as I fumbled with the key card and dropped it on the floor. I put Bella back down and the moment we got into the room, we both yanked off our shoes and threw ourselves on the bed. We had walked a lot during our trip, but these past two days at Disneyland and the art galleries seemed infinitely worse. I ordered ourselves a simple dinner of sandwiches and got comfortable on the couch, watching CNN for a little while. We had been so out of the loop where news was concerned, but neither of us seemed to care. After we finished dinner, I ran us a hot bath, in an attempt to soothe our aching bodies. We still had two days left in Paris, and we would end up spending it on the couch if we didn't start to feel better.

After I had poured in several small bottles of bubble bath that I had room service bring up with dinner, Bella and I slipped easily into the huge tub, her back against my chest and my legs and arms wrapped around her, keeping her warm.

"So, we're going to try the long distance relationship thing right?" I asked nervously as I twirled a section of her damp hair in my hands.

"I thought you didn't want to talk about it," she snapped slightly. I frowned when I realized I had upset her, but I kept talking anyways.

"I just want to make sure we're on the same page and that we both want to try when we step off the plane in New York and go our own way for a little while." I felt Bella's hands sliding up and down my calves and along my feet, trying to make them feel better.

"You know I want nothing other than you. You're not going to go back to your former ways are you?"

"Define 'former ways'?" I said with a light chuckle. Bella smacked me on the arm and grinned at me.

"You're not going to go back to fucking anything with a pulse are you?" she asked bluntly and I was upset for a moment as I remembered the way I was before Bella came into my life.

"You're the only girl I want to fuck Bella," I replied succinctly as she turned around and kissed me sweetly on the lips.

"Good answer Edward."

A/N: So, I've been listening to some awesome music lately, while writing the reveal and subsequent chapters. I'm not sure if I should put up a playlist, I generally tend to shy away from stuff like that, but if you are interested, let me know. If I get enough interest, I will post all the songs on my profile page when I post the new chappies in a few days. BTW.. vampiriclove 56… thanks for the 'Fine Frenzy' rec. I love 'Almost Lover' It's fucking awesome.