OMC you guys I am sooo sorry that this is taking me so long to post new chapters! This week is going to be hectic with my show opening for halloween week and my party and stuff. So if I don't get another chapter out after this one, I am really sorry! I hope you enjoy this one, though. Review please and thanks. :)

Stephenie Meyer. All these characters. She owns.

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Chapter 37

Edward was getting ready for his trial. He was wearing a suit, looking all profesinal like. He seldomly wore one, and I had to admit, he looked damn good. I was sitting on the bed, watching him try to tie his tie. "Let me get it." I told him, getting up. I walked over to him and tried to grab it, but he pulled away. "What? Are you really going to say 'No! I can do it!' and fight me?" I asked, smiling. Thinking about Edward acting like a two-year-old was fairly amusing. "No. Your arm." he said pointing. I looked down at my injured arm, and hid it behind my back. "It's fine. Now, let me get your tie." I said again, grabing at it. He yanked back, yet again. I was getting kind of angry now.

"Edward, what is your flipping problem?!" I said. He cringed. "I don't want your stitches to open up." "I'm fine! Now let me friggin' help you." I said through my teeth. "No!" "Edward, it's not a big deal if they open. All we have to do is get them sewn shut again." "No." he repeated, looking at his shoes. This was causing him pain. This fight was actualy causing him pain somehow. What is his problem?! Is he PMSing or somthing!?, I thought to myself, but I decided to be nice and ask him calmly.

"Edward, what's really wrong?" I asked. He was still looking at the floor, so I walked up and bent over to see his eyes. He turned his face away from me. "Edward?" I whispered. This was getting to me now. Why wouldn't he look at me? I turned as the tears came to my eyes. "No, no, no, no. Babe, no. Come on." he was pleading, at my side now. "What? What is really wrong? Why won't you tell me?" I asked. "Because it's stupid." he explained. I rolled my eyes, as the tears slowly stopped. "Look, if you're going to say it's embaresing that you don't know how to tie a tie, I don't care. Really, I don't." I told him, wrapping arms around him. He hugged me back, and kissed my hair. "Ok, look. You almost died from loss of blood for the first time it was slashed open." I cringed. He felt it and held me tighter. "If your stitches open again, you start bleeding again." he said. "Edward, you worry too much. I'm just tieing a tie!" I told him. "I still worry. And I told you it was stupid." he said, letting go and starting to turn to the mirror again. I grabbed his hand and turned him back around.

"No. Not stupid. You care, that's all. And I love you for that." I told him, smiling and standing on my tip toes to kiss him. "Now, let me tie the stupid tie." I told him. He laughed and put his hands up in surrender. I started the knot, and I heard Nessie. I finished the knot really quick, and jogged to the other room. Edward walked behind me, so he got there a few seconds after me. I was holding Nessie. "She just woke up from somthing. All she needs is help falling asleep." I told him. "Let me see her." he said. I handed Edward his daaughter, and watched as he rocked her from side to side. In what seemed like no time at all, Nessie was back to sleep. He set her down softly, as not to wake her, and we tip toed out. We closed the door behind us. "And that," he began, brushing off each shoulder sarcasticly, "Is how you do it." We were back in our room by now. I laughed as he looked at his watch. "Oh! I gotta go." he said, picking up his suit jacket. "Ok, babe. Good luck. Not that you'll need it since it was self defense." I added. "Yah." he said. He quickly kissed my cheek and walked matchingly quick out of the room.

I went down stairs to where Carlisle was sitting in the living room, reading the paper. "Hey Carlisle." I greeted him. "Hey Bells." he said back, looking over his paper. I went to the fridge and got a water bottle, then sat next to him. I had been drinking alot of water lately. Carlisle told me to because of my arm. I didn't know what good it would do, but Carlisle is the doctor. "Let me take a look at the arm." Carlisle said, setting his paper down. I held out my arm so that he could take the gauze bandage off. It was all gross and wet looking. He made a face at the way it looked, which made me smile because Carlisle saw things that were ten times worse, every day. He looked and picked at it for a few minutes, when Emmett walked in. "Hey guys." he said, with a huge smile on his face. "Hey" we said, smiling back. "Hey, Bells, when you're done there, do you want to come with me to pick out a gift for Rose's birthday?" he asked. "Sure. If someone will watch Nessie. She shouldn't be a problem, we just put her down for a nap." I told him." "Rose will watch her. I'll make up an exuse for you." he told me, jogging up stairs again. Carlisle started bandaging me back up again, and by the time he was finished, Emmett was just coming back down.

"She'll do it." he told me. "Oki doki. Let's go then. Thanks Carlisle." I said over my shoulder as we left. I saw him nod once. We got into Emmett's Jeep, and I buckled up. He had so many buckles! It was confusing. I started to wonder how Rosalie could get all of this, but then I remebered she practicaly built cars. Her and Emmett would spend days out in the garage. On weekends, we rarely ever saw them at all. "So where are we going?" I asked. "I was thinking Buest Buy. Get her a CD or somthing." he said. "First of all, there's a Buest Buy in Forks? Second, you don't get your wife a CD for her birhtday. That's what I got my mom for her birthday when I was 15 and didn't have a job." I explained. He was still laughing at my first question. When he calmed down he asked, "Well, what do you want me to get her?" "Get her some music that you think is romantic and she knows you think is romantic. Then, on the night of her birthday, take her somewhere nice to eat, and have them play the CD." I told him confidently. "That's a really good idea." he said, as we walked into the store. He went to go look at CD's and I went to just explore.

I was looking at some movies, when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to see a lady standing there. "Bella Swan? Oh my god, is that really you?" she asked, smiling. I was wondering who the heck this lady was and why did she know my name and where was Emmett? "Yes." I said, simply. She could tell I didn't know who she was. "It's me, Sue. I know you haven't seen me in a while, I moved when you were really little, but I'm back now, just moved in this week. I'm exited to see your father. Is he here, or is he somewhere else?" she asked. She had no idea. Just then, Emmett rounded the corner. "Bella." he said. "Oh, sorry." he added. "It's ok." I told him. "Hi, I'm Sue, Charlie's friend. I was just talking to Bella about Charlie in fact. Wondering if he was here, actualy." she said, again. Emmett looked at me. "Is this your boyfriend, Bella?" she asked. "Nooo." Emmett and I said at the same time, taking one step back. "He's my brother." I explained. "Oh, I didn't know Charlie had a son, too." she said. She was way off on everything. "Um, no, he didn't." I told her. She looked at me like she was confused. "Why don't we go have some coffee? You'll want to sit down." I told her. She nodded, and we left togo get coffee.

We all sat at a table in the little coffee shop. "Explain please." she said with a smile. "What first?" I asked. "How is he your brother?" she asked. "I got married." I said, holding up my left hand for her to examine the ring on my finger. "Oh! Well congadulations!" she said, clapping her hands togeather. "Ok, Sue," I began. "Charlie. He was, um, he was, in, no, he was, he was shot." I said slowly. The smile wiped off of her face. "Just this last year, and if I knew you guys were still keeping in touch, I swear I would have contacted you imeediatly." I told her. Tears were running down her face. "I'm sorry, I-I have to go." she said, picking up her purse, and running out of the coffee place. I looked at Emmett and asked "Do people never realize that it's just as hard for me to tell as it is for them to hear?" I said, my eyes welling. He put a comforting arm around me. "Come on, let's go. Edward will probably be home now." he told me. I just wanted to run into Edward's arms and stay there forever. I just wanted to go home.

Ok, so I'm sorry it's short, but like I said, I don't have alot of time this week to do things. If you could please review, that would make me happy. Oddles and oodles of happy. :) Thanks.