I still don't own Twilight!


"She has a gun!" Rosalie yelled as she tried to push her chair away from the table, but it was too late. Jane had managed to fire three shots. Bang! One shot hit Rosalie in the arm. Bang! One hit Emmett in his chest. Bang! The other hit a light on the ceiling after Riley grabbed her hand.

"Jane no!" Riley said as he shook the gun loose from her hand.

I pushed away from the table. Edward stared in shock as Emmett held his chest. Emmett looked at his bloody hand. Dark blood soaked his dress shirt.

"That silly broad shot me! I can't believe she shot me! I'm going to die dammit! Someone get me some help. Ed, you gotta help me." he shouted with his eyes wild and crazy. "Help me!"

Rosalie held her arm. "This is all your fault! If you could have just kept it in your pants! You stupid torpedo! My arm! I'll be scarred forever!" she cried. She slowly got up from the table and placed her hand down the front of her dress. She pulled out a small gun too. Did everyone have a gun tonight?

"You cost me my beauty and my nightclub?! Un-for-givable!" she screamed. She pointed the gun at Emmett.

"Rose! Stop! Don't kill him!" Edward shouted. He crouched in front of Emmett. His tall and lanky body tried to best cover his brother's beefy frame.

"Edward? You can't be that good. There's no way. How in the hell can you be that good?" she asked in a high voice. "He hates you!"

"He's still my brother!" He shouted. "Still my brother." I couldn't believe it myself, but then I could. Edward always looked for the best in people. He could never hold a grudge on someone. He was very forgiving and kind. In that way, he was like Carlisle.

"If you don't move out the way, I'll shoot you too! I don't care how gorgeous or good you are." She yelled.

"I'm not moving." He said calmly.

"Fine. Have it your way. What a waste of beauty." She prepared to shoot.

"No! Miss Rosalie! Don't shoot him!" I yelled. She turned to me slowly. Her eyes were almost as wild as Emmett's.

"My precious little doll, you're still here? You didn't run away?" she smiled. I shook my head no. She held the gun away from Edward now and down to her side.

"Bella, there are no fairytale endings in our world. That's why we have to make our own endings. Men will just use you until there's nothing left. They'll take your beauty and your sanity away from you if you allow them." She walked toward me slowly. Her long white glove started to stain with blood from the wound.

"That's why I've always encouraged my girls to take charge of their lives and their bodies…Use what you have naturally to get what you want. And when something doesn't work for you anymore, you have every right to dispose of it! Emmett is trash to me now and if that copper-haired fool wants to get taken to the curb with him, so be it!"

Before Rose could turn back around, two officers grabbed her. They crept up behind her quickly. "Get off of me! You're hurting me you idiots!" she squirmed as they dragged her away. Her gun fell to the floor.

There were too many things going on at one time. Sweet baby Jesus, please get me through this crazy night! I started to feel queasy. I slowly went back the table. There was a medical crew that placed Emmett on a stretcher. Edward watched them closely.

"Edward, where's Detective Biers? I have to go. I…I don't feel so well." I managed to say. My face felt warm and my body felt shaky.

"Isabella? What's the matter? What's wrong?" Edward asked me anxiously.

"I don't feel…good." I said. Edward rushed to me and held me tightly against him. I could smell his cologne and his body. I placed my face on his chest. His dress shirt was slightly damp from his sweat. It felt cool on my face. I closed my eyes.

"I promised I'd take you out of here. Even if I had to carry you out." He whispered. He scooped me up instantly. "Emmett was taken to the hospital however; we have to go down to the police station for a few questions. I'm not letting you out of my sight tonight. Your life and our baby's life is in my care this evening."

"Edward, what about the newsies?" I asked softly.

"We'll go through the service entrance. We have to leave now." He answered. Edward carried me through the back, past all the dressing rooms and other rooms. The nightclub was completely empty and quiet. If I were alone, I would've been afraid. But with Edward protecting me, I felt safe.

When we reached the back service entrance, a car waited silently in the cold night air. The driver opened the door for us and very carefully Edward placed me inside. He got in and then closed the door. He took off his suit jacket and wrapped it lovingly around my shoulders.

He kissed my forehead slowly and touched the side of my face. "One of these nights we'll be able to dance together without the night ending in turmoil and disaster."

"Mr. Cullen, the police station." The driver spoke.

"Are you able to walk? Shall I carry you again?" Edward asked me.

"I can walk." I said softly although I really wanted to be carried again.

The station was noisy and overflowed with most of the workers from the club. The girls, the servers, and even the musicians were being questioned. The suspicious looking customers were there as well. I was taken into a separate office to talk to one police officer and than another. I told them everything I learned during my short time at the club.

After them, I had to speak to Riley. I waited for him in his office quietly. I sat in a chair that faced his desk and looked around the room. It was all business, no sense of warmth or love. No photographs or plants, just stacks of folders and paperwork everywhere. Two other suit jackets and a long trench coat hung on a coat rack. When he finally entered he the room, he handed me a donut and a cup of tea.

"Romeo said you weren't feeling well. This should help." He said kindly.

"Thank you Riley." I said. I took a bite out of the donut. It was stale and cold, but I ate it anyway. I didn't want to be rude.

"That was some stunt you pulled earlier." He sat at his desk and took off his jacket. He rolled up his sleeves. "Doe Eyes, do you have a death wish?"

"No, I don't I just…" I began, but he never let me finish my sentence.

"Did you see what happened tonight? You're lucky you got out of there unharmed. Emmett is hanging on to whatever's left of his life. Rose got severely injured. And Jane…Jane is going to be facing some serious prison time."

"But…"

"Bella, you don't get it do you?" he got off his seat and stood in front of me. I placed the tea down on his desk and placed the donut on my lap. He placed his hands firmly on my shoulders.

"Do you know what Rosalie had planned for you in there? Didn't you see the way those men watched you? Do you know how much it hurt Edward to see that? The girl he loves paraded around like a doll that could be sold to the highest bidder?"

I lowered my eyes. He was right, just like Alice was right.

"You gotta catch wise Bella. Edward may be a gentleman, but he's still a man. His feelings are just like anyone of us. Even I think his jealousy is a bit out of hand, but if I had a girl like you, I'd behave the same."

"I'm sorry. I wanted to help. I didn't know what else to do." Riley lifted my chin.

"Stay out of trouble kitten. Save the crime fighting to the professionals. Leave it to us with the badges and the training. It ain't the place for a girl like you. I can't hide your relationship forever. Especially when you do crazy things like this. All we can hope is that anyone that was there, has no idea who you were. That Jane keeps her mouth closed too."

"What can I do to make things right?" I asked.

"Sincerely apologize to Edward. Just do your job at the mansion, Doe Eyes. Be patient." The tone in his voice changed. He wasn't as mad as he was before.

"Riley, I don't know how to say thank you enough. I can't pay you anything, but I could bake you something. If you came to the mansion, I'd make sure you had a good meal to eat." After I said that he smirked at me and walked back to his desk. His back faced me.

"What I want… you can't give me, kitten. You gave it to someone else already…" He lowered his head. I didn't know what he meant.

"I don't understand." I said softly. He sat down at his desk and picked up a file. He flipped through it slowly.

"Finish up your food. I don't want Romeo to think I'm holding you captive in here." Riley said. He watched me silently and went back to his paperwork. When I was finished, I left out of his office and thanked him again.

"Stay outta of trouble." He said sternly and nodded his head.

The police station was still noisy and still busy. I looked around for Edward, but I couldn't find him. I went to the lobby and he stood there silently, by himself. His tie was loosened from around his neck and placed partly in his pocket. His hair wasn't perfectly waved anymore, but showed it's wild natural state.

"Bella." He called to me as relief spread on his pale face. I ran to him and wrapped my arms tightly around him. He rubbed his nose on the top of my head. "Come with me." he said.

We got in the same car, with the same driver as earlier. The car drove, but not in the direction of the mansion. It wasn't even in the direction of Jasper's mansion.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"This place the police assured me is a 'safe haven' for the night. You'll stay with me there tonight. Tomorrow, I'll return you home. I already spoke to our mothers, and I spoke to Margaret. There's nothing to worry about."

I couldn't hide the excitement on my face. The car was dark so he wouldn't be able to see it. I just moved closer to him and held him tighter.

The "safe haven" that Edward brought me to was a sleepy townhouse on a row of townhouses by a small park. I'd never been to this part of he city before. Edward said that there was a university very close by and the neighborhood was considered very "bohemian" whatever that meant.

Edward unlocked the door of the home and turned the lights on. For a place where no one stayed, it definitely felt warm. We walked through the living room and upstairs to the bedroom.

I turned on the light to the bedroom. A nice sized bed lay under a skinny window with heavy laced curtains. One short dresser stood against the wall with a small mirror on top. There was a small table lamp on a pale purple nightstand. In the middle of the wooden floor was an oriental style rug.

"I'll run a bath for us. We should get out of these clothes, and wash this night away." He said in a low voice. He disappeared into the washroom. Soon after, I heard the water start to fill the tub.

I took Edward's jacket off my shoulders and placed it on the footboard of the bed. I slipped out of the dress put it in the same spot. I stepped out of my shoes, rolled down my nylons, and took off my panties. I loosely braided my hair into one braid. I walked barefoot to the bathroom. The floor creaked slightly under my steps.

The door of the bathroom was open. Inside, Edward stood naked in front the sink. I stopped short and watched him. The way the light fell on his body, I saw the muscles in his back, the curve of his backside, and strength of his long legs.

Even as he did the simplest things, my body longed for his. He had a washcloth in his hands and he splashed water in his face. He rubbed away the soap. He moved his wet hair from his forehead. Then he looked in the mirror, and saw me as I watched him. His face blushed slightly.

He turned around and his beautiful eyes lazily slid along my body. He held his hand out toward me without a word…I couldn't describe the look on his face. It was deep and I had no choice but to come to him.

When I was close to Edward he looked down at my face. He took the wet face cloth and gently wiped the makeup off of me. I closed my eyes as he removed the glitter, the blush, and lastly the rouge. He then traced my lips with his fingertips. I opened my eyes to find him in a deep gaze, his thick eyebrows furrowed. What was he thinking?

We eased into the warm water together. We bathed each other quietly. We washed away the craziness from the night. Then we rubbed and patted our bodies dry with the soft white towels. Without a word, Edward carried me to the bedroom.

He carefully placed me on the bed. I lay down on top of a patchwork quilt. It felt soft and cold. Edward lay down next to me and it was as if I held my breath. My heart beat picked up its pace. His hands wandered around my body. It was as if he checked to see if I were real. And then he kissed me. His tongue took control of my mouth.

"I'm so sorry Edward…I didn't mean to make you upset. I apologize." I said breathlessly. His eyes were low and full of desire. He positioned himself on top of me.

"I've half my mind made up to punish you, the other half wants to give you pleasure. How do I assure myself that you won't do anything like that again?" he said in a husky voice.

He wanted to 'punish' me? He had to be angry with me because he never spoke like that to me before. I was nervous, but curious at the same time.

"I'll never do anything like that again. I promise. On the square." I said nervously.

"I earnestly hope that you won't."

"I won't."

"Never again Isabella. Never." he said then kissed me roughly on my lips and on my neck. I closed my eyes. I let myself get swept into all of Edward's passion.

He separated my legs and touched me with his fingers. He discovered how wet I was there. Without any hesitation he entered me. In one deep movement, he completely filled my most private spot. The feeling was too much. It had been ages! Tears escaped my eyes as I begged for him to make love to me.

"Please, make love to me all night Edward. Please…" I cried. I held on to his shoulders and moved my body against his.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes…" he growled. He moved his hips slowly at first as his eyes locked with mine. Then as he moved a little faster, I did my best to move along with him. I wanted to catch his rhythm: his urgent and needy rhythm. My body felt so relaxed and so hot. I was sweating everywhere. I panted loudly.

Edward leaned forward on one elbow. With one hand he held the top of my head. His fingers wrapped around my hair. With his other hand, he held my hipbone. The way he moved against me…was something else. It was something stronger than passion and desire. His eyes almost glowed as he watched me. It was so overwhelming that before I could even stop it, my body started to shake pleasure.

I wanted to catch my breath, but Edward had other plans. "All night, my love." He commanded me with his crooked smile. Then he placed me on my knees quickly and bent my leg so he could enter me once more.

"Ohhhh." I moaned as he filled me. I arched my back and raised my hips to meet his thrusts. I was pinned underneath him. His lean arms were on each of my shoulders. His thighs were over mine. He kissed and bit the back of my neck. All the while his hips moved against me steadily and deep.

I held on to his arm; I felt the strength of his lean muscles. Edward did not take it easy on me. Not in the least. He was like an animal... The bedroom and I think the whole house was now filled with sounds of lovemaking. There was sound of the squeaky bed, my moans, his grunts, and the sounds of our wet bodies.

My body trembled once again, but Edward wasn't finished with me yet. He wanted me on top of him. I eased down on his manhood, taking him in inch by inch. He stared up at me lovingly.

"Ahhh," His raspy voice grunted. "You have no idea how long I wanted you like this. Every night you haunted my dreams." He held on to my hips firmly and bucked up into wildly. I threw my head back as I bounced on him.

"Yes! Yes, Isabella. Almost there." He growled loudly. Then he held me tighter as he released inside of me. He breathed heavily and closed his eyes tightly.

I lay down on his sweaty chest. It moved up and down with each breath he took. I placed my head on his heart and listened to it beat. Edward wrapped his arms tightly around me.

"I love you. You do not know the depths of my love for you." He whispered. "Isabella, you mustn't scare me like that. If anything would have happened to you tonight…to the baby…"

"Please forgive me. I did it because I love you. I wanted to be brave, but it was just plain foolish." I whispered.

"You are a lot braver than you think you are. You do not to do stunts to prove it. You're marvelous, my love. My enchanting fairy; absolutely marvelous." Edward said with a small yawn. Soon after that I heard him snore.

I wanted to stay awake though. I didn't want our night together to end. I wanted to live in this moment for as long as I could. But my eyes were heavy. The beating of his heart was the best melody I hadn't heard in so long.

I would just rest my eyes for only a moment. Only a moment…

When I woke up it was before dawn. I found Edward wide-awake. He watched me sleep in the soft light that peeked through the lacy curtains.

"Is it time yet?" I asked. My voice was almost as raspy as his.

"No, no. Not yet, my love." He smiled. His face was so warm, so full of love. He was just a young man in the bed with girl he loved.

"What are you doing? Come back to sleep then. Please." I begged him.

"In a moment." He smiled.

"Come…come back." I whined softly. He lay down and pulled the comforter over our heads.


I don't blame Bella for wanting to make the moment last longer. Wouldn't you? Before their alone time, some crazy things happened didn't they? What do you think will happen to Jane and Emmett? How do you feel about what Detective Biers said? Let me know in a review or private message! Don't be shy. I love hearing your feedback, thoughts, and ideas.

I want to say thank you to everyone who takes the time out to read my story. A very special thank you to those who review, follow, and favorite.

Enjoy your week!