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EPOV

Charlie was going to fucking have it in for me before we ever made it to Louisiana. That's all there was to it.

First, he'd caught me and Bella in a damn lie regarding our quickie in the restaurant bathroom, and now he overhears me telling her exactly what I plan to do to her when he leaves.

Hell, just the look he'd given me before walking back into the room was enough to prevent me from even fucking touching her until he'd gone back to his room.

Hence the reason I sat at the complete opposite side the room from her.

And she wasn't helping my case either. Every damn time he turned his head away from her and spoke to me, she was making faces and gestures at me.

Obscene, dirty, and sexy as all get out, which was why I had my hands clasped in my lap.

But Charlie wasn't stupid either. He'd arched a brow or two at me, his mustache had twitched, and jerking his eyes over his shoulder, he rolled his eyes, letting me know that he knew what she was up to.

Thank God for that.

When his head turned from me, I may have mouthed 'You're dead," though.

"So, Edward, is there anything that you need from your house before we leave?" he asked, clapping his hands over his knees.

"Some clothes and a few other things, but it's not that big of a deal, Charlie. I can get that stuff when we come back."

"Nonsense, son. I know that Bells needs stuff from her place too," he said, waving it off as though it really was nothing. "Tell you what; Why don't I come back for you two in about thirty minutes? We'll take my car and we'll run by there and get the stuff so we're all ready to go tomorrow."

I glanced to Bella, who seemed nervous all of a sudden, which was odd.

"Can you come back in about an hour and a half?" I asked, watching as his brow furrowed in confusion.

"I'm assuming you're going to tell me why, and it had better not have anything to do with what you planned on doing with my daughter," he warned, his voice taking on a rough tone.

Shit.

"No, and I'm so sorry that you overheard that. I just like fucking around with her."

When both his and Bella's eyes doubled in size, I realized the way my words came out and inwardly grimaced.

"Shit, I meant messing around. You know, pulling her leg?" When his face remained the same, I moved on, not wanting to make it any worse. "Anyway, I wanted to get in a shower. My aches and muscle tension have been horrible this morning and I figured that the hot shower in addition to the Clonidine might help."

Charlie's expression instantly softened as Bella gave me a thumbs up behind his back.

What she didn't realize is that I really was going to take a shower.

The things I had planned for her could wait for tonight.

"I understand," he answered, sighing afterward and moving to stand. "Well, I guess I'll see you guys back here in an hour and a half. Call if you're ready before then."

He started to walk out, but then turned and hesitated a moment before turning around and scratching at the back of his neck.

Whatever he had to say made him uncomfortable and if Charlie Swan was uncomfortable, then chances were, Bella and I would be either pissed off, devastated, or humiliated, and none of those were acceptable to me.

"Look, I know it's none of my business and dammit, I don't even want to ask as I don't want to know about this shit to begin with, but given the current situation, I can't help it. Please, for the love of all that's holy, tell me you guys are at least using protection."

I sat there, staring at Bella in complete horror. Had he seriously just asked that fucking question?

My eyes darted to the floor.

There was no way in hell I could face him right now, no matter how tough I thought I was.

Another reason for my panic was that not once out of all the times we made love had I ever wore a condom.

I wanted to say that she'd mentioned she was on the pill at some point, but when all this had started between us, I'd still be higher than a fucking kite on a regular basis, so my memory wasn't exactly reliable.

"Dad!" she exclaimed. "Are you fucking kidding me?! We're adults! I'm not a damn teenager anymore! And you're right; it's not your business, but yes, I'm on the pill. Feel better?"

She wasn't lying. I knew that the second she looked at me as she said it.

A breath that I hadn't realized I'd been holding burst from my chest as I brought my palm to my face.

So much for us getting up to anything before or after my shower.

"Now, Bells, I didn't like asking you anymore than you did, but you're still my baby girl, whether you're an adult or not. You always will be. I just…I'm not stupid. I know that you two…well I had to check and make sure we weren't going to have any surprises between now and the time the DEA call you two into action. Hell, I'll just...yeah, I'll see you guys in a bit," he said gruffly before turning and walking out.

As soon as that door shut behind him, I flew to the balcony for a cigarette.

"Thought you wanted a shower, handsome," Bella murmured as she came up behind me.

I had to laugh at that. "Right…that was before he asked…what the hell was I thinking taking you in the bathroom like that? He looks at me like he wants my damn head now, Doll."

"Baby, he's just being Charlie; don't worry about it. I can promise you that he was more uncomfortable than both of us put together when he went there. And I saw the skepticism on your face when it was brought up. I guess you don't remember me mentioning it, but so you'll know that I'm not trying to pull one over on you, here," she told me softly, handing me a pink plastic case.

I knew what it was without opening it. And I hated that she felt she had to show me.

Without breaking eye contact with her, I set it down on the table beside us and took her face in my hands.

"Why are you showing me this? You think I don't believe you?"

"I just know that you've been taken advantage of and lied to immensely in the past, and…"

"Stop," I told her firmly. "Don't put yourself in the same category of those pieces of shit, Bella. Ever. I love you, and I trust you completely, okay? You don't have to prove anything to me. So, take that," I started, pointing to the plastic pill holder on the table, "and put it up. I don't even want to hear about it again unless we decide…"

I was silenced by her fingers against my lips, her eyes wide. "Do not finish that sentence, Edward."

"Wanna join me in the shower?" I asked, hoping she'd say yes, but knowing at the same time that it was going to delay our being ready to go quite a bit.

"As much as I want to, but I think you should give your body a bit of rest, baby. I'm actually surprised you've felt up to doing all that you have, considering how bad you're hurting."

"Right, this coming from the woman that was teasing me while the Chief of Police sat in front of me. Maybe I should show him the burn hole on my foot…let him see what I'm dealing with when he isn't around."

"You can try, pretty boy, but it won't work. You put that fucking burn on your foot by being a dumbass. Besides, I could just as easily show him the knot that is still on my head from the coffee table."

"Touche," I laughed, looking her over as she smiled beautifully.

I fucking wanted her, and I knew just from the flushed color of her skin and the way she was biting at her lip and eyeballing my chest that she was just as fucking horny.

I didn't even give a second thought to my sudden urges as I jerked her up against me and then pinned her roughly against the railing.

"Edwa…"

She didn't have the chance to finish as I brought my lips down on hers, sucking hard on her bottom lip before nipping it and sliding my tongue into her mouth.

We kissed with a deep passion as my hands raked her sides and landed on her hips, my thumbs hooking on the waistband of her pants.

Her hands frantically clawed at anything she could reach; my hair, my shirt, my neck, back…everything.

I wasted no time in pushing her pants down just enough to give me access to the sweet, hot apex between her thighs.

In reaction to me palming her mound, Bella's legs spread just enough to allow me to slip my fingers through her slick folds.

Would there ever come a time when she wasn't fucking wet and ready for me?

I sure as hell hoped not.

A whimper escaped her throat as my thumb pressed against her clit, two of my fingers plunging inside of her.

As she alternated between biting at my lips and lapping at my jaw, her legs came up to wrap around my waist, giving her leverage to ride my hand.

Her hips undulated as I fucked her, our breaths now turned to panting.

"I-I w-want you," she moaned, slipping her hands beneath my shirt and sinking her nails into my skin.

I pulled my mouth from her neck, taking her ear lobe in my teeth and flicking it with my tongue. "Later, Doll," I rasped, mesmerized by her hooded, lust-filled eyes.

Bella's body began to twitch and shudder as my fingers pistoned in and out of her wetness, her walls tightening around me.

If she didn't come soon, I was going to blow my load in my pants, something she'd brought me close to numerous times but had never actually accomplished. And I was ashamed to say that she just might succeed tonight.

She obviously wanted me to, too, hold of my nipple ring through my shirt, flicking her finger against it as her beautiful, sweet mouth assaulted mine.

With intensity, the coil inside me snapped as my release shot in spurts against the fabric of my jeans.

We rode out our highs, finishing it off with Bella cleansing my fingers of her juices, and effectively preparing me for round two.

A round that was going to have to wait until we wither got back tonight, or until we made it to Louisiana.

With our breathing having returned to normal, Bella's legs fell from around my waist as she pulled her pants and panties back up, her arm grazing my extremely sensitive cock. I hissed aloud and pulled my lips from hers.

"You should let me take care of that, baby," she whispered sexily, her delicate hands tracing the outline of my cock through the thick material of my boxer-briefs; the look of desire in her eyes was too much.

"Doll, I swear that I'm not trying to be an ass, but if I let you do that, we'll be fucking late for Charlie, and I really don't want to get into any more trouble with him. Plus, there's no way in hell I'd stop at just that," I growled, grabbing a handful of ass.

"Okay," she laughed, pressing her lips to mine firmly once more before gently pushing me towards the door. "Go hop in the shower, Cullen, otherwise, I won't be responsible for my actions."

*~C&B~*

"Son, I have to say, you've got yourself a beautiful home," Charlie told me as he walked from the kitchen of my house into the living room.

I could see Bella's uneasiness as we walked in and saw the mess around the coffee table.

The place where she'd found me that night.

I felt guilt and self-loathing start to rear its ugly head, but refused to let it take over me; Bella and I had argued enough over that.

We'd already gone by her place and, thankfully, everything checked out and was fine. There were no signs of a break in and nothing out of the usual. Charlie had snuck in a few comments about the TV stand I'd put together for Bella, saying that it looked great since we'd reassembled it. Apparently, she'd taken a picture of it in its mangled state after I'd passed the fuck out that night and sent it to him.

She was going to pay for that shit later.

After she had gathered all the clothing and necessities that she needed—including the picture of us that the bitch, Alice, had fucking given her—we locked everything up tight and headed for my house.

I was also thrilled that Charlie hadn't gone into her bedroom too because her sheets were a fucking mess from our first night together, and my damn boxers were laying right next to her lacy panties in the middle of the fucking floor.

He'd reminisced on the drive to my house about how much Forks had changed, which I guess for someone that had been gone for fifteen years, I could see how they would think that. But for me, it was still the same shithole small town it was when I was kid. I hated Forks. The only thing good about it was my home, and my getaway home—Charlie and Bella's former house. A place that I was seriously considering taking him to once we were finished.

"Baby, how much of your clothes are you really planning on taking with us?" My Bella asked me as her nose scrunched up adorably.

My Bella. That was a new one.

"What's that face for?" I laughed.

"Seriously?" she deadpanned. "Edward, these clothes reek, and you fucking know it. I'm sure the smell is already baked into the fibers, they've been sitting here so long."

"Doll, it's all I have. I'll buy more when we get to Louisiana, but I've got to have something to wear in the meantime. I'll even use the hotel's laundry service to have them cleaned tonight if that makes you happy."

"You could always borrow some of Cha…"

My eyes bulged. "Don't even fucking go there, Bella. I am not borrowing Charlie's clothes. One, they won't fit, and two, Weekend at Bernie's isn't exactly my style."

Bella then covered her mouth and stifled her laughter, a snort or two slipping out. But it was where her eyes were directed that caught my attention.

"Shit," I groaned. "He's behind me, isn't he?"

I turned to find Charlie frowning at me. "Say what you want, Edward, but my 'style' beats your metrosexual shit any fucking day."

And that's all he said before turning on his heel and walking out.

"I can't fucking win with the two of you, can I?" I whined petulantly as she came closer and took my face in her hands.

"Aww, poor baby," she cooed. "I love you, but no, I'm sorry. You won't win against us, so you'd be better off if you just let us do our thing."

"Ha fucking ha, Doll," I mumbled, pressing my lips to hers lightly. "Hey, I was thinking that once we're done here, we can take Charlie by the old house."

"Are you sure, Edward? You told me that you had a stash still hidden there. Are you going to be okay around it?"

Fuck, I'd honestly forgotten about that shit.

"To tell you the truth, I forgot about that, Bella. But I think it works better that way. I think it would do me some good and in a twisted way kind of help me if I had both you and Charlie there with me as I dump the last bit of my stash and bid it fucking farewell."

She looked at me tenderly for just a second, her eyes conveying everything she was thinking: sympathy, support, love, desire.

Damn, Bella really was something else.

And I fucking loved it.

Next thing I knew, we were embracing each other, our lips coming together eagerly.

I wasn't sure exactly on how long we'd stood there like that, but the clearing of Charlie's throat broke us out of the little bubble we'd trapped ourselves in.

"If that's everything, we better go," he told us sternly. "The less time we spend here, the safer we all are."

He had a good point, something I should've thought about myself.

"Come on, Doll," I whispered after I'd shoved everything I was taking with me into the only duffle bag I owned.

As we made our way out the front door, I set the house alarm before heading to Charlie's car.

"Hey, Edward, are you wanting to take your car?" Charlie asked.

"I would, but knowing Aro and his men, they've put a tracking device on it or some shit," I hissed and rubbed at my neck. I was really going to miss my car.

"Why don't we go up to one of the rental car places and see about getting you and Bells something to drive down in? I'm pretty sure that the two of you won't want to be cooped up inside of a car with me for that long of a drive."

"You sure? I thought it wasn't smart for me to use any of my credit cards or anything in case they were keeping tabs on me?"

"That's still true. I meant that I would cover this one, Son," Charlie answered as we all climbed into his car.

"You really don't have to do that. I cleaned out my safe in the house, so I have cash."

Bella looked over at me with a curious brow.

I'd never told her about my back up money in the safe. Something I kept in the case anything like this were to ever happen, I had a way to get the fuck out of dodge.

The conversation kind of dwindled to silence then. Well, except for my directions to the old house. I'm sure he realized long before we pulled onto the street, where I was leading him.

However, as we pulled up to the house, Bella gripped my hand fiercely as rage began to boil furiously in the pit of my stomach.

Outside of my house stood Jasper.

And on the porch was Alice, jug of gasoline in her hand.

Upon seeing us exit the car, she dropped the jug and started to come the steps.

"Edward, Bells, don't…"

Before I could say anything, before I could calm down, and before I could stop her, Bella jerked away from me and was currently hauling ass toward her.

Flames were already beginning to engulf the first floor and that in and of itself brought me to my fucking knees.

This…this house was everything to Bella and me.

Especially me.

It was where our life story began, and now…watching it be vandalized and torched the way it was…

I couldn't even put it into words.

Tears fell down my cheeks at what I was losing…that is until Charlie's strong voice shook me from my thoughts.

"Get the hell up and help me before Bella gives the FPD a reason to throw her in jail goddamit!"

I glanced up at Charlie, completely lost, and then followed the sounds of Bella's shouting.

She and Alice were on the ground, Bella on top of her landing blow after blow to her face.

I watched as Alice pulled something from her pocket, and it wasn't until I saw the silver gleam off the metal that I realized what it was.

Charlie must have noticed it at the same time because we both began hauling ass across the yard to them.

I looked around, hoping I'd see Jasper so I could give him the fucking beating he was due, but found no sign of him.

The Chief already had his phone to his ear, shouting for backup, leading me to believe he was on the phone with the police department.

"Ah! You fucking cunt bitch!" Bella roared, pain thickly laced in her voice as she jumped up and rammed her kneed down into Alice's chest.

All I saw was the red stain of blood that was quickly growing on the right side of Bella's grey shirt.

As soon as I was within grabbing distance, I took Bella under the arms and pulled her off of the bitch.

Bella fought against me, but I forced her behind me as Alice stood, knife in hand, murder in her eyes.

I had to say though, looking at Alice's battered, swollen face, and knowing that it my girl who did that to her, and all out of her love and protectiveness over me, turned me the fuck on and made me love her that much fucking more.

"You fucking bitch!" I yelled with all the anger I had in me. "What gives you the fucking right to come to my house and pull this shit?!"

"Dammit, Edward, move," Bella ground out behind me, still struggling to get free of my grip on her hips. "I'm not fucking done with her!"

I seriously contemplated letting her go, but when a blur came out of my peripheral vision and took her to the ground, I froze.

"Get off of me!" Alice wailed as Charlie pinned her to the floor, on her stomach and cuffed her wrists.

When the fuck had Charlie grabbed his handcuffs?

Did he have them this whole time?

"Edward, baby," Bella whimpered tearfully behind me, her hand pointing to our house which was now fully engulfed in flames.

The tears began to fall from my eyes once again as I pulled her to me, unable to tear my eyes away from part of our past and future being destroyed.

Well, they found Alice.

Where did Jasper wander off to?

What was their purpose in doing this?

I'm going to try and have the next one up by this time next week. Things have been completely INSANE lately, so just bear with me, please!

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