Disclaimer: I own nothing. Also ohmahgad did you see that Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart were spotted hanging out together recently? My twelve-year-old heart couldn't take it.

"Hurry up!" Irina Denali hissed at her sister, who through squinted eyes glared.

"Fucking shut up, I'm coming," Kate bit back, and she would've said more if not for the deadly look in Irina's eyes.

"The feds are coming Your Highness. If we don't get out now, we're dead meat. Now hurry. The fuck. Up."

Alright already. Kate picked up speed with stuffing her suitcase with valuables and some clothes. No way was she leaving behind her Saint Laurent shoes.

The alarm started resounding through the mansion. It meant someone had forced their way inside.

"Now, Kate!"

They grabbed their suitcases and made their way out through the secret passage which lead to their neighbor's backyard. A sports car was waiting for them, as per the arrangement they had with said neighbor.

Kate and Irina screeched out of their neighbor's house, knowing they had to make a quick getaway to their home country.

"I hate you."

Silence.

"No, I really hate you."

More silence.

"I think you're not understanding how much I hate you," Bella glared through squinted eyes at her boyfriend, who was trying terribly hard not to laugh. "I mean it. I can't believe you're laughing at me."

Edward finally just let it out. It was too much; Bella in the same room as his psychiatrist trying to not be a blabbermouth out of nervousness and failing miserably. She'd even admitted how often the have sex! The psychiatrist's face had been precious because in no way had she asked that of the couple.

"Love, I apologize, it's just..." he tried catching his breath, too aware of the fact that he was driving. "I just can't believe you even told her about how you fled through the window the other day."

"Shut up," Bella huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "I get nervous with doctors, ok? Leave me alone."

He reached out for one of her hands, locked their fingers and brought the back of her hand to his lips. He kissed it.

"It's adorable."

Bella's scowl didn't go away, though it almost did.

"It's adorable," Flynn echoed, giggling when he saw his mom turn back and throw him a kiss.

Today Edward and Bella had gone to one of his sessions, where the psychiatrist had told Bella of how much her boyfriend had improved. He was still a work in progress, she'd said, but working at a good pace through his problems. Therapy and psychiatry were helping him immensely, she'd said, and wanted him to keep working on both. Medication could only do so much, but working slowly through what troubled him complimented what could not be cured through pills was changing him into a better version of who he'd once been. "He'll never be as he was," the doctor had said. "But different doesn't mean worse. It means he's older, has different responsibilities and has gone through challenges. It'd be even weirder if he hadn't changed at all."

This was true. Edward wasn't the same man she'd fallen in love with, but she loved him even more if it was possible. He'd become a father whose priorities lied in forming a relationship with his son. He'd established a relationship with Emmett, though the two had never trusted in each other particularly before. He didn't see Bella anymore as someone far out of his league -he might not have felt wholly adequate yet, but he didn't question his worth anymore. He'd started joking a bit more and gotten his square mind to smooth its borders a little more. He wasn't as suspicious of anyone and everything as he'd been when they'd started dating again, and when he'd gone over to Ben and Angela's three weeks ago he'd come back walking a little lighter than before. He didn't bat an eyelash anymore when Bella said she needed to fart. She'd even caught him letting one rip when he'd thought no one was watching. He just seemed to be altogether a lighter person, and this made Bella happy to no end. Even his nightmares had disappeared, little by little, to the point where he had one about once every two weeks or so.

She knew the only thing that still bothered him was not working, but that was a very delicate subject. Edward knew he could regain his position at the company, but convincing him he was fit and had been a great CEO despite his mistake would take a little while longer. The company had suffered from his incarceration, but what the public hadn't known was that he, from jail, had been the one to save it through his meetings with Ben and basically still functioning as owner and creator of the company from his confines. Edward deserved admiration, not scorn.

In any case, after the meeting with the psychiatrist the two had gone to pick up Flynn from daycare. He'd be turning three on the first week of March, and the two devoted parents couldn't believe that soon they'd be sending him to pre-K. They didn't think the school was ready for Flynn Swan to ascend the ranks. Now, the Cullen-Swan trio was on their way to the Cullen household, where Esme had declared she wanted the family to celebrate a couple of days early Valentine's Day.

"You're lucky your kid is so cute," Bella sniffled, turning her nose up. "Otherwise I wouldn't let it go."

Edward laughed.

"Love, we both know you let it go the moment we stepped out of consult."

Fuck you and your pretty face, Bella thought as she stuck her tongue out in defiance. In the back, Flynn imitated his mother.

When the three arrived at the Cullen residence it was clear that everyone had already arrived, judging from the cars parked outside. Bella and Edward were quick to enter, unannounced as Edward had a key.

"Mother I'm ho-me!" Edward hollered, but heard no response. Frowning, he and Bella looked at each other with confused frowns. Normally, Esme would've been yelling back something or other. Grabbing Flynn's hand, the parents proceeded to the living room, where they almost choked on their own saliva.

Esme and Carlisle Cullen were sitting down from shock. Jasper was wearing an uncharacteristically confused face; he was standing behind Alice, who also seemed a little shaken and was looking up. Emmett was standing and looking down at him family, standing straight and holding some blonde's hand. Curious, Bella and Edward approached even further until they could see clearly who the golden-haired woman was.

"Rosalie?" Edward and Bella exclaimed, bug-eyed. Then they turned to each other. "You know her?"

What the fuck?

The couple in question turned with sheepish expressions to face Bella and Edward.

"Hey dude," Emmett greeted, then nodded at Bella in greeting. "Bells."

The two nodded back silently.

"Hi Edward," Rose greeted, and he saw her eyes were slightly misty. She swallowed hard. "It's been a long time."

Edward didn't take his eyes off Rose, but he turned his face to speak to Bella.

"Rose dated my brother like twelve years ago. They were together for six years, but called it off."

Bella's eyebrows rose up to her hairline. She gave an incredulous look to the couple.

"Wait, so... She's the ex you told me about a while ago?" Bella asked Emmett, who nodded. She turned to Rose. "Are you really a teacher?" Rose's lips twitched and she nodded; Bella turned the same way to speak to her boyfriend. "She works at Flynn's daycare. I saw her around every once in a while."

Edward nodded in understanding.

"And they're back together," Esme said from her frozen spot, turning to look at her youngest son and his girlfriend. "And getting married."

"And I'm the only one who hadn't known of Rosalie," Jasper muttered sullenly, having only started dating Alice until they were almost seventeen, which meant Emmett and Rose had already broken up. He didn't like being the only one who completely didn't know this woman. Alice patted his hand on her shoulder, feeling bad for her husband. She felt quite shocked; her visions had been so infrequent lately she hadn't seen this progress at all.

"Sorry family, I know this is a huge bomb," Emmett flinched, but he never let go of Rose's hand. "But I think we've all known there'd never be anyone else for me."

The tips of Rose's ears turned red.

"Emmett," Carlisle spoke, standing up from beside his wife. "I remember being there to pick up your torn heart when the two of you broke up. Did anything change from last time?" He said this with an unusually serious voice, and Bella thought perhaps this was the one he used with his patients.

Emmett nodded slowly.

"She knows I work for the CIA," Emmett said confidently, and Rose straightened her back. "That's because she worked for the FBI for a while. She..." Emmett turned to look at his brother. "She's the one who put Royce away. Her mission was independent from mine, so we never crossed paths." Edward's look of complete shock was almost too much to bear for his older brother, but he pushed through. "I love Rosalie. I know you all loved her too, once, and I hope you can do it again."

It was Alice who answered.

"Emmett forgave you, and that's more than enough for us," she said, curiously enough echoing the words Esme had said all those months ago to Bella. She stood up, bottom lip wobbling. "I'm glad to have another sister back."

Esme sighed, standing up as well. Carlisle followed.

"Welcome back to the family, Rose. We truly did miss you."

Everyone was home.

Hi folks! As you can see, this story is drawing to a close. It's too soon for me to know how many chapters this has left, but rest assured I'll do my best to give it a good ending. Also, someone mentioned in the reviews that perhaps the beginning had a confusing moment of who was speaking in the flashbacks -I agree, and this was also done on purpose. I was aiming for confusion at the start as part of my first mystery FFN. So hopefully you forgive me for not clearing it up. :) As always, thank you so much for your kind reviews, favorites and follows. If I haven't replied to one of your reviews I apologize, it's probably because I can't remember if I already replied or not.

Leah.