Sorry a day late again, life is getting pretty busy with my oldest being out of school, my school being in full swing, Cayden's medical needs, work, and planning a halfway across country road trip for a family reunion which requires lots of planning because of Cayden's food requirements and medical issues. But my beta and bff, preciousfairymom80, is going with me and my boys so it'll be awesome! We even have a pocket Edward and a pocket Jacob to take on the trip and pose for pictures.

Oh, I wanted to add in about the cameras and Bella being in the storage room on the third floor. I'm not 100% positive if there are security cameras inside of the East and West Wings and the residence, but I'm assuming there are because of the public being able to access them. Of course I would never put them in the bedrooms or on the private areas of the First Family. The one in the storage room was not planted by the mystery pov and is actually part of the security system I assume is installed because of the priceless antiques stored in there. The item under the sheet she was going to look at wasn't anything mysterious or anything, probably just a buffet or secretary or dresser. She was just curious as to what it was. And Edward was up there looking for her because she wasn't on the second floor and he wondered where she was. Hope that clears things up.

Mistress Splinter, aka preciousfairymom80, whipped this chapter into perfect Ninja Turtle shape and is totally awesome!

I only own the plot and my own little Seth!

The Presidential Treatment Chapter 36

BPOV

I had just walked out of the bathroom when I saw Edward and Seth cuddling on the couch together. It was such a cute scene that I didn't want to disturb them. I had hoped that Brady would have been the father that Seth deserved, but he had been taken from us before Seth was even born. And Seth's sperm donor wasn't even a consideration as a father for Seth. I had resigned myself to the idea that my dad would be the father type figure in Seth's life, until Edward came along.

I never expected him to step up and want to be a father figure to Seth, but he had, and had even told me he wanted that. But I still didn't get my hopes up. However, as the two of them sat there, cuddled together, I couldn't help myself and the feeling that I got that everything would be ok now that Edward was in our lives.

He was amazing with Seth, and Seth adored him. I was pretty partial to him, myself, and hoped that he wouldn't ever be the guy to bail on us, breaking not only my heart, but Seth's as well. I knew it was a possibility, and was trying to prepare myself for it, but I was definitely not prepared for what I heard as I stood there watching them.

"Da-da!" Seth called out, looking at Edward and tears immediately sprung into my eyes.

Edward looked down at Seth and I couldn't see his expression from where I was standing, but it was his words and his voice that made the tears actually fall down my cheeks.

"Little man, as much as I wish that was true, I'm not your daddy. But I can be like one, if you want, and if your mommy is ok with it," Edward told him even though Seth probably didn't understand what he was saying.

"Da-da!" Seth squealed again, and I watched on, tears streaming down my face, as Edward picked him up and hugged him tightly, allowing Seth the ability to see me standing there.

"Ma-ma!" Seth squealed, his arms reaching out for me, and Edward froze, slowly set Seth down, and stood to face me.

Seth toddled over to me, putting his arms up for me to pick him up, so I did, and tried to wipe the tears away that were still streaking down my cheeks as Edward walked over to me.

"You heard," Edward said, his face and tone apprehensive. "Bella, you have to believe me that I didn't tell him to call me that, he surprised me with it too. Please don't be mad at me."

He stood there, silently pleading with me to believe him, but he didn't have to worry because I did. Still, it was just so much, and so soon. I couldn't really process the new development at that moment and decided that it was best to put Seth to bed before talking to Edward about what Seth had called him.

"I'm going to go get Seth his bottle and put him to bed," I said softly and turned, heading out of the room and to the kitchen.

I heard Edward call my name but I ignored him while I heated Seth's bottle and then took him to his room, changing his diaper and clothes before settling him in his crib to drink his bottle and go to sleep.

Edward hadn't followed me, giving me time to think about what Seth had said, and Edward's reply. Yes, Edward had told me that he wanted to be a father figure to Seth, but for Seth to see him as his father, and so soon, it was a lot to handle and process.

Kissing Seth goodnight and setting his pacifier on the pillow beside his head, I turned off the lights and closed his door behind me. I still didn't see Edward, and he wasn't in my room, so I went down the hall to his bedroom, knocking softly on the door.

I waited a minute before trying the handle because Edward didn't answer it. When I opened the door and let myself in, I didn't see him in his bedroom. I checked his living room and then looked in his dressing room, finally checking the bathroom where I found him.

He was sitting on the side of the tub, bottle of Jameson in his hand, and his head hung low. I had quickly learned that Edward really only drank when he was stressed out or very upset about something.

"Edward?" I said his name softly, but he didn't look up at me. "Edward?" I called out again, moving to stand in front of him. I tried to take the bottle from his hands, but he wouldn't let go.

"How can I be like a father to that amazing little boy if this is what I do when shit gets too rough?" Edward spoke quietly, lightly shaking the bottle in his hands.

"Edward, please look at me," I put my fingers under his chin and tried to tilt his face up to meet mine, but he wouldn't budge, so I sat on the floor instead, directly in front of him, and could finally see his face. It was marred with uncertainty and displeasure.

"I'm sorry. I didn't tell him to say it, or even coax him to. And I know what you're thinking, that it's too soon and that I'm not his dad, and I can't change that but I do want to be there for him and want to be like a father to him, hell, be his dad, but I don't want to push you or him or the issue and I'm sorry for making you mad or upset about it and-" I cut Edward off before he could continue, placing my hand over his mouth.

"Will you just shut up for a minute?" I asked him and his eyes got wide. "If I take my hand off of your mouth, will you just sit there and listen to what I have to say before you start assuming things again?" Edward nodded his head so I took my hand away and let a deep breath fill my lungs before I started.

"You know, for the most powerful man in the US, you sure are weak when it comes to a little boy," I started and Edward opened his mouth to speak, but I stopped him. "No, I'm not finished. I think it's great that you have a soft spot for Seth, and you don't know how amazing it is to think that a man as wonderful as you would actually want to be a father to him. Is it soon? Yes. Is it scary? Definitely yes because I don't want my son to get his heart broken. But everything about our relationship is so unconventional that we can't go by what is normal or on time for other relationships. You're the man there every day for him, spending time with him, teaching him things. I never asked you to take that role, you just assumed it and I couldn't be happier. All I ask is that you don't hurt him…or me. Am I surprised that Seth called you dad? More than you'll ever know, but you are basically that for him…if you want to be that is."

Edward's face softened throughout my little monologue, and at the end, I even saw a single tear slip down his right cheek.

"Bella, I would be honored if Seth considered me his father. And you don't have to worry about me breaking his heart because I love you and him way too much to ever let you out of my life. And even if you chose to walk away from me, I'd fight you every day just to be able to see him," Edward said and it was my turn to let a few tears slip down my cheeks. I brushed them away and giggled.

"We sure are a mess, aren't we?" I said, laughing through a few more tears, and Edward actually smiled and pulled me to him, hugging and kissing me breathless.

"We sure are, and if I have it my way, we'll always be a pair," he murmured into my ear and I couldn't fight the shivers of anticipation that his words created. It was almost as if he was guaranteeing that one day he would propose, but I didn't allow myself to think of that possibility.

I took his hand, grabbed the bottle from him and put it on the bathroom counter, and then led him to my room where we cuddled up, made slow love, and finally fell asleep.

*~*TPT*~*

It had been a month since Seth called Edward da-da, and he had continued to do so, much to mine and Edward's delight. Esme had even heard him say it and cried, pulling Edward into her arms and thanking him for a grandchild. I had come to realize that she was actually quite emotional but had bottled it all up behind a hard exterior that was expected of the wife of a prominent senator.

Senator Cullen still hadn't come around, and Edward hadn't heard from him since the night he laid down the ultimatum. It wasn't hurting my feelings any, but I could tell it bothered Edward that his father hadn't come around because it was putting a strain on his mother and father's relationship.

I tried to talk to him about it but he kept brushing it off as if it didn't bother him and worked on planning every aspect of the State Dinner for Queen Elizabeth II. I was extremely shocked by some of the names on the guest list for that dinner, including her grandsons Prince William and Prince Harry. We had been told that Prince Charles would not be making the dinner.

Edward had insisted on inviting other British notables such as Dame Maggie Smith, Dame Judy Dench, Sir Ian McKellen, Sir Elton John, Sir Michael Caine, and Dame Julie Andrews to name just a few. There were also high ranking political officials from both the US and from England that were invited and scheduled to attend.

Edward was in full presidential mode arranging security, rooms for people to stay in, and more. The top guests of honor would be staying at the White House, and Edward had let me know that he was moving into my room temporarily to give the Queen his private suite, and Prince William and Prince Harry would get the Queen's Bedroom and the Lincoln Bedroom. The extra bedrooms upstairs would house their personal guards, and Ms. Sue would be able to retain her bedroom.

Edward had asked me to help Second Lady Angela Cheney and Rose work on the menu, music, and seating arrangements, which were typically handled by the First Lady, but as I wasn't her, I couldn't technically assume the role. However, Edward wanted me involved as his girlfriend, and had me working closely with Angela.

We met after work one day in the family dining room on the first floor of the residence and started going over every detail. Angela had been researching American and British dishes, and was trying to marry the two of them into the perfect menu that everyone would enjoy. I was somewhat grateful that I didn't have to worry about Seth getting something safe to eat at dinner, as Ms. Sue was keeping him that evening due to the high level of guests that would require Edward's attention, and I knew he wanted to keep me by his side all evening, showing me off to the world.

Angela outlined several options for the appetizers, main entrees, and desserts, and together the three of us worked to pick out what sounded the best and seemed to work well together. I honestly was just going by what sounded edible as I wasn't one for pretentious meals.

The first course was going to be crisped halibut with potato crust served on a bed of braised baby kale, shaved brussel sprouts and micro-cabbage sprouts with a hint of applewood smoked bacon. It actually sounded quite good, even thought it sounded uppity. But being that it was for the Queen and two Princes of England, I was going to let it slide because I was pretty sure they wouldn't appreciate McDonalds or Pizza Hut as their meals. The salad course consisted of spring garden lettuces with shallot dressing and shaved radish, cucumbers and avocados. The main course was Bison Wellington and the dessert was going to be steamed lemon pudding prepared with Idaho huckleberry sauce on top of Newtown Pippin apples, which I found out were a favorite of the Queen's.

We started tasting wines to pair with each course, and I probably had a bit much and let my manners slide some, putting my elbows on the table. I even slid one foot under the other thigh and then burped loudly. Rose looked amused at my behavior, but Angela looked concerned.

"Bella? Have you ever been to a formal dinner?" she asked, looking at me with a patient, reserved expression.

"Um…no?" I replied. The most formal I had been to was the restaurant my prom date had taken me to, but the restaurant wasn't even all that nice. "Oh god! I'm going to make a fool of Edward, aren't I?" I lamented, realizing what all I had been doing.

"No, no Bella, calm down. You aren't going to make a fool of him after we're through with you," Rose said, taking my hand in hers. I looked up at her and then at Angela, and they were both smiling at me.

"Through with me?" I questioned, wondering what the two were planning.

"Yes, you're going to need some instruction on how to walk, talk, address certain individuals, and of course, etiquette courses." Angela said with a slightly demented smile and I was immediately scared for my life.

Thankfully, it was time to call the planning session over, and I excused myself and headed upstairs to Seth and Edward.

When the elevator doors opened on the second floor, I was greeted with Seth's squeals of delight and Edward's laughter.

I walked toward the center hall and was almost run over by Edward. He didn't see me coming and had been running around the second floor center hall, pulling Seth in a Radio Flyer red wagon. And Seth was having the time of his life, laughing, squealing, and clapping his hands as Edward weaved him in and out of chairs and tables.

Edward finally saw me and slowed to a stop as he got near, Seth's little fists shot up into the air, his neck muscles bulged out, his face got all serious, and he cheered 'YAY!" like a grown man who was cheering on his favorite sports team. It was kind of scary to see him look so grown up, but adorable at the same time.

"I think it's time to settle down for the evening, and it's dinner time for my boys," I told them, greeting both with a kiss.

I wanted to make it an early night because the next day was Saturday, and I was going to be stuck in the main kitchen with Aro. Alice and my father were coming over to spend the day with Seth and were staying for dinner. Aro and I were going to go over meal and snack ideas for the day care center, which was opening on Monday, and ensure that he was able to make them Seth safe. I was excited about expanding knowledge and understanding about FPIES and Seth's special diet concerns to more, but had a feeling that I was going to be exhausted by the time the day was over…and I was right.

Saturday evening, when I finally got upstairs, I was greeted with dinner already waiting. Well, it wasn't as if Edward cooked, or had Aro prepare something. He had actually ordered pizza and had it delivered to the White House gate, one of the guards delivering it to us. And before I could say that Seth wasn't able to eat the pizza, one of the residence staff appeared from the kitchen elevator and was carrying a personal size pizza for Seth, complete with his safe cheese and other safe ingredients. Seth chowed down, as did everyone else, and by the end of the night, we all passed out easily. My dreams were filled with the horrors that I imagined the etiquette courses to be, and the humiliation I would surely face at the State Dinner if I wasn't perfectly well behaved during that evening. I was taking the courses over the next two weeks with Angela and Rose as the dinner was in just a month's time.

I woke with a start after dreaming about Queen Elizabeth II pointing and laughing at me because I used the wrong fork, waking Edward up in the process, and confessed my fears to him. He assured me that I wouldn't be an embarrassment at all, and if anyone had a problem with me then they could leave as they were all visiting my home. I tried to argue with him but he silenced my rebuttal with his lips, and I gave in, letting him consume and calm me. I knew that the next month was going to be stressful as the plans were finalized and the State Dinner happened, and I just hoped that I didn't embarrass my boyfriend or my country.

*~*TPT*~*

Mystery POV

Plans…yes, my plans were falling in place nicely. With the focus shifted on the State Dinner, I was free to continue my spying through the four cameras I had access to. Every day I watched that little bitch, Bella, go about her wrongly acquired job and spend time with President Cullen, tainting him with her presence. But before long, she would be out of the way and I would get what I wanted.

It was almost time. All the players knew their roles, and the plan that would change everyone's lives would be enacted soon. But in the end, my life would be perfect as I finally got everything I never realized I had wanted until recently. It was just a matter of time before the ball started rolling on the plan that couldn't be stopped.

So Edward is Seth's daddy now! YAY! But will it ever be made official? Will Bella make a fool out of herself at the State Dinner? Will the Queen of England fulfill Bella's nightmare? And who is the mystery pov? See you this weekend (if everything goes smoothly).