Hey everyone! So, I am back sorry that the wait was so long but as soon as I got back I had another six assignments waiting for me, oh joy.

I just wanted to answer some questions about the story. Viktoria Seline asked me about Edwards mother telling him about the cases that she worked on, and how that would have been confidential. I thought about that after I had written it but figured that she wouldn't tell him very much, just the bare details and she wouldn't mention any names so it wouldn't be that much of a big deal, plus it's only a fictional story.

The length of this chapter is only about half of what they usually are, which is irritating, but I just wanted to update something! Hopefully the next chapter won't be to far away, I'm off to write some more :)

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Edward Point Of View –

I groaned and rolled over in the oversized bed. The rare sunlight was streaming through the curtains that were not fully drawn. I wearily cracked open my hesitant eyelids, mindful of the splitting headache that was becoming harder and harder to ignore as I woke up. Bella's face, starting to shimmer slightly from the sunlight, was the focus point of my vision. She was smiling slightly, but the slight crease between her eyebrows told me that she was worried about something. With the way that she was looking at me, I guessed that that something was me.

"Sleep well?" The Angel asked me. I could merely grunt in reply.

You are probably confused, right? You probably expected some awesome and exciting story about clubs and flashy lights and Bella and I dancing together right? Maybe even a little groping? Some serious making out? Yer, well that's what I wanted to, fuck I wish that I could give you that story. My bad. Anyways, whilst I wish that I could tell you that story, truth be told, I don't remember much past the first twenty minutes.

I remember that I was mildly surprised that the bouncer did not ask to see our ID's because we looked so young but I was not going to question anything. I was just excited to get into the club, and questioning the sly little smile that Alice was constantly sending over her should at me. I assumed that Alice had paid her way in or had already assured them that we were all over age somehow.

Basshunter's 'Angel In The Night' was blaring through the club as we walked through. Rosalie and Emmett went straight to the dance floor and I didn't pay anymore attention to them, knowing that the dancing defiantly would not be pg rated. Jasper and Alice led Bella and I towards one of the tables on the upper level of the club. The staircase were made of metal with glass floors, which was kind of stupid because almost every girl in here was wearing a dress and anybody that was standing underneath the stair case could see up them. With a start I realized that that might be the point. I pulled Bella tighter to me and looked down, relieved to see that the only people that were sitting underneath the stair case were groups of girls and a few guys that were already preoccupied.

The table reminded me of ones that they have in pubs. They were tall and round and could comfortably only seat four people. There were four stools round the table and we each took one, Jasper glaring at one guy that way making his was over, eyes set on Alice. The guy suddenly got blasted with whatever emotion Jasper was sending at them and then ran off in the direction of the bathrooms. I raised ann eyebrow at Jasper who just smirked and kissed Alice on the forehead.

"We should get drinks!" Alice thrilled excitedly.

"Why?" Bella laughed. "We have no use for them."

"But Edward does!" The three of them looked at me.

"We are not getting him drunk." Bella said flatly. I stiffened in surprise, in all honesty I had not even thought about drinking alcohol tonight.

"Why not?" Alice pouted.

"I don't want to get drunk." I told them knowing full well that this would not deter Alice even a little bit.

"But it's a human experience!"

"One that I do not want to have!" I had seen one to many drunken people to know that I did not want to potentially lose control like that and make an ass of myself. Nor did I want to be hung over tomorrow.

"I agree with Edward there." Bella chimed in.

"But why!" Alice whined.

"Because drunk people make fools of themselves!" I argued.

"But I don't remember ever being drunk. If you got drunk you could tell me what happens."

"Ask one of the other people around here."

"'S not the same." She muttered. "At least have one drink!" She brightened up again. I didn't see the harm, It was just one drink right? So I nodded.

Big fucken mistake.

"Yay!" Alice jumped off of the stool before running towards the bar. Jasper sighed and went after her.

"Well, this should be interesting." Bella muttered.

"What do you mean?"

"Alice always gets her way."

"You think that she will try to get me drunk anyway?"

"She will probably just try to convince you, but if you don't want to then don't." She looked over at me pleadingly. I nodded, not quite sure what Alice could do to convince me but trusting Bella anyway.

As usual, she was right.

Moments later Alice came back towards us with a bright smile on her pixie face with Jasper, an excited Emmett and a put out Rosalie trailing behind her. She was carrying a tray with eight drinks on it and I felt my eyes pop open slightly. She was seriously when she said that she wanted me to get drunk.

"You don't expect me to drink all of that do you?" I asked her.

"No," But she smirked. "I just had to be realistic. If there are eight of us than we need eight drinks don't we?"

"And how did the bartender know that there were eight of us?" the smile slid off of her face.

"Incase anybody sees."

"They will see only me drinking anyway."

"Look Edward we can do this the hard way or the easy way – "

I grinned, knowing that I had her caught. Success! Mission accomplished!!

You have been spending way to much time around Jasper.

"If the boy isn't even going to drink then why are we waiting? The song is almost over. Lets just go and dance." Rosalie said. I listened closely to the song a realized that it was a new dance song that she had been complaining about. I had been at the house and they were watching the music video for the song. Rosalie said that she thought that all the girls looked like trashy try hard's. I thought that they looked like Jessica and Rosalie's love child but decided not to voice my opinion. I liked having no broken bones thankyou very much and was sure that had I said anything that my body would not have remained intact.

Despite my unwillingness to get drunk I had missed spending time with Emmett and Rosalie must have known that. Whenever Emmett and I started to talk Rosalie would call him away and he, who was completely devoted to her, would run of with an apologetic smile. So, as soon as she had finished her sentence I reached over and grabbed the shot off of the tray and drank quickly, trying to ignore the burn that accompanied the harsh liquor.

On the plus side shots seem to be good vampire thirst practice. Do you have the urge to drink anybodies blood?

I cleared my throat as I put the glass back on the tray that was now in the middle of the table. Emmett and Rosalie pushed another table over to the one that we were sitting at and then sat on the stools. Emmett was looking at me almost as eagerly as Alice was, who was practically bouncing in her seat. Rosalie looked angrier than she had before and I wondered if she too had had a bad experience with alcohol before.

"How do you feel?" Alice asked eagerly, her high voice practically a squeal. Any higher and only the dogs and the bats would be able to hear her.

"The same as usual."

"Nothing at all different?"

"Nope."

"Well what are you waiting for have another one!" She shoved another drink into my hand and I looked at the blue liquid wearily. I took a cautious sip, before drinking more thoroughly. It tasted wonderful. Before long I was done with that one but decided to take a break, despite Alice's constant badgering.

"Just one more slip, please please please please please please please please please!" She squealed.

And so I did.

And that's pretty much everything. I have no idea what I did, and I don't think that I really want to. All I know is that you never, ever, trust Alice.

"Headache?" Bella asked me softly. Most likely knowing that anything loud would make things worse right now. She started to stroke the hair that was starting to fall into my face as I looked over at her.

Please let her have locked the door, I don't think that I could stand Emmett right now.

I nodded weakly again, cringing at what the movements did to my head. The bed was swaying. I quickly closed me eyes again and reached my hand behind me in search of the bedside table.

She giggled lightly, I imagined that I looked quite ridiculous. "Dizzy?"

"Yes." I whispered. My hand successfully found the bedside table and the spinning stopped as I gripped on tightly.

"Take this." I felt the bed shift twice and when I reopened my eyes Bella was holding a glass of water in one hand with a bottle of pills on the bed next to her knees, knees that were folded Indian style in front of me, and a glass of something green in the other hand. I looked at the green thing more intently then the water, then looked up at her, hoping that this was some kind of vampire drink that she was trying and did not expect me to go anywhere near.

Maybe like that wheatgrass shit that people drink, but mixed with blood.

"Don't give me that look Edward, this stuff helps. Drink it first." She handed me the glass and put her now free hand under my elbow to help me sit up. Without thinking about what I was about to do, I quickly drank the whole thing, scrunching up my nose at the taste. She took the empty glass away from me then handed me the water. I took a sip, took the two little white pills that she gave to me then swallowed them two. She took back the glass after I had another drink and watched me lay back on the bed with a smile on her face. She laid next to me and I curled up into her side, burying my nose into the spot between her neck and shoulder, not caring how pathetic that I probably looked.

"I am actually surprised that you are this bad, you weren't that drunk last night, but we can use this to our advantage." She giggled. I looked up at her, confused. With this headache I could see no way that what transpired last night or this morning as a good thing. "Alice feels really bad." Bella explained. "Emmett, not so much, he was excited that you were getting wasted and was upset when we took you back to the room. And Jasper was just feeling sorry for himself because I promised that I would make sure that he was around to feel how miserable that you would feel today, then Esme and Carlisle came back to the hotel and told Alice and Emmett off for what they did." She grinned. "Now that was amusing, I wish that you could have been awake for that." She giggled again. I admit that I did smile slightly at this, wishing that I was there and now able to see the 'advantage'. "It was a fun night though." She kissed the top of my head.

"Do I want to know what happened last night?"

"What do you remember?"

"Everything up to the third drink." Her delicate eyebrows rose, a smile tugging the corners of her lips. "I did something really stupid didn't I?" I could feel myself starting to blush and willed the blood away.

Be a man!

"You let Emmett get to you. You had another two of those blue drinks because you like how they tasted, but they did not have very much alcohol, so Emmett, knowing what Alice was doing and fully supporting the plan to get you wasted, came up with a bet."

"A bet?" That was totally in character to what I knew of Emmett, but unless Emmett was going to drink to there was no way that I would have agreed to anything. Unless Emmett actually….no.

"For every drink that you had Emmett had one."

"Was Emmett uncomfortable?"

"Very, only just got everything out of him an hour ago and Rosalie will not say a word."

I mused over this for a moment, before a grin lit up my features. "Totally worth it then."

"Oh but that's not all that you did." Bella grinned again, and I felt the smile drop from my face just to be replaced with a frown.

"What else happened?" The headache was going away, if only slightly, but the improvement was noticeable. My eyes were getting used to the light, and Bella's face was glowing even more now that there was more sunlight entering the room. I opened my eyes more, not wanting to miss the sight of the girl in the light.

"You honestly don't remember?" She grinned at me.

I shook me head.

"Apparently we were not the only ones that came to Seattle for the night from Forks." That perked my attention.

"What? Who else came then?"

"Jessica, Mike, Eric, their whole group." She grinned at me as I felt the colour drain from my face. I knew that either they had done something to me, or I had just randomly started to verbally attack them.

And I mean why the fuck had they even come? It's not like they graduated, or had any family that did.

"Remember yet?" I didn't answer straight away but Bella must have taken my silence for a yes. She went on, a sneaky grin lighting up her face. "You know, I thought that the whole thing was quite impressive, and if you hadn't of, then I probably would have but –"

"What are you talking about?"

She looked at me blankly. "You don't remember?"

"No."

"Oh when you went all quite I assumed that you had." That grin was situated on her face again. "The others and I all saw them when we were dancing – "

"Was I dancing too?"

"Yes." She said, even quieter. Her voice took on a new quality that made my breath spike and her eyes darkened, darting to my lips before snapping back up to my face. She cleared her throat and I tried even harder than ever to remember what had happened.

Think! Think!

"We were dancing and the rest of us saw them, but they saw us to. They seemed to be pissed off to see us there, but extremely pleased at the same time." I snorted quietly, completely sure what they were so happy about. "After a while you were getting thirsty again so you went back to the table and I went to get you a water, but when I looked up at you Jessica was there." Her voice darkened again, but in a different way this time. She was pissed now. "She was talking to you but I don't think that you really realized at first, you were just looking at the table and playing with one of the coasters." She giggled.

There was a hazy memory trying to break free of the drunken confides of my mind, struggling to surface in this new post-drunken state.

"She was all over you, she started to touch your arm and your chest and then I just got really pissed off – "

I groaned. I could remember now. The previous memory screaming to the surface of my mind. Jessica was in front of me, her low cut dress a size to small, her puffy hair stiff-looking and battering her eyes lashes at me. She touched my arm with her index finger, slowly running it up and down my arms. At the time I didn't understand what she was doing, but her hand didn't feel right, there should have been somebody else touching me instead.

"Edward," I though that she was trying to whisper, but the pounding music made that all but impossible.

"I know you!" I had said, then frowned. "You irritate me, you know that right? Bella doesn't like you either."

"Fuck Bella!"

I had laughed at that. "I wish!" I continued to laugh.

"You remember something?" Bella asked me quietly, stroking my hair, which apparently now needed to be washed from all the sweat that had gathered there during the past night. I wondered why she continued to touch, hoping that I wasn't grossing her out.

I nodded my head slowly. "I told her that she irritated the both of us." I decided to leave out the 'fuck Bella' part.

"You did?" Bella laughed softly. "That's excellent!" She really, really didn't like Jessica.

I let her have the moment, before asking – "What happened after that? When you got to the table?"

"Well, I basically just told her to piss the fuck off." I just rose my eyebrows at here, knowing her well enough to know that that wasn't all that she wanted to say. I could see that she was angry but was trying to hold back.

"Something else happened and I know that it did Bella, I know that look."

And then the Bella-bomb went off, and she exploded. "She went off at me about how much you wanted her and how I was just standing in the way of you two getting together. She kept on saying how much better she was for you and how great of a couple that the two of you would be compared to you and I." I stared at her in shock of what she was saying. Could Jessica really be that delusional? She already knew that I intended to marry Bella, I though that I had made myself quite clear. "She kept saying that we should stop seeing each other before you got dragged in to far to the cult that we had going on at my place and that she could give you so much more than what I could." Bella's breathing was heavy but I could see the fire dying in her eyes. An ancient sadness that I could not understand began to fill them instead.

"Bella? What's wrong?" I was about to say that what Jessica had said was wrong, otherwise I might have sounded insensitive, but she cut me off.

"And you know what's worse?" She said in a quiet but tight voice. She didn't let me respond. "The fact that she is right, absolutely everything that she said was right."

And how the fuck do you respond to something like that?

I stared at her blankly for a few moments, she wouldn't look at me, expertly avoiding my gaze. Despite how hard I tried not to, I could feel my anger rising. How dare she say that! Didn't she know how I felt about her at all! Didn't she get how much I loved her, or was this just a one sided thing? Was I just some sort of distraction?

Alright, so I knew that I wasn't just some distraction, but still!

"Bella," I said coldly, my voice hard and surprising even me. My voice shook slightly, though I honestly wasn't sure if that was because of how mad I was or because I was scared that she would actually take Jessica's words seriously and do something that I knew that the both of us would regret.

I think that I was always looking for a reason that she would leave me, some why that I would fuck this thing up, even though I never wanted to let her go.

"You don't honestly think that what she said was true do you? You can't honestly think that she would be better for me than you would." I think that I was starting to get slightly hysterical, but I don't think that she could tell that from my voice.

"But she was right!" She looked me right in the eyes now, and this sadness I could understand more, it didn't look so….ancient.

"No she's not!" I sat up like a bolt, then swayed and leaned against the headboard. She was next to me instantly, one hand on my forehead and the other one on the middle of my back. She made soothing sounds in my ear as the room started to go back to normal, and the cold temperature of her skin made me regain the momentarily lost balance quicker.

"She's not better for me than you," I muttered weakly. " That's just not possible."

"But she's human." She whispered as I turned to look at her. "And You are a human, and she could give you a human life with human things that I never could."

"Like what?" I challenged.

"Like a human life."

"I don't want a human life."

"Like being part of society."

"That's highly overrated."

"Like growing old together!" She exclaimed.

"I don't want to grow old with any other girl but you! Even if that's just aging mentally!"

"She can give you kids!"

"I don't want any!" That stopped her. She turned to look at me.

"What?"

"I don't want any kids. I never really did, but if I were going to, they would have to be yours, and you can't have them."

"But Jessica could." She said softly after a few quiet moments.

"But Jessica's not you." The whisper that came from my mouth sounded slightly strangled. She put her hand on my chest, right on the top of my heart, and it was then that I realized that I was topless. I looked at myself before shrugging, and looking back up to see her staring at me.

"The other one smelt like booze." She giggled and I grinned, enjoying the suddenly lighter atmosphere, though I should have known that that would not last long.

"Please don't leave me." I whispered quickly, suddenly, not quite she what I was saying until I already had. Her head shot up from my chest and heart to look my straight in the eye.

"I don't think that I could, even if I actually wanted to."

"You don't want to?"

"No. I probably should, but I can't. I love you to much."

I grinned. "Now I just can't see why that would be a bad thing." I leaned in to kiss her, I had the feeling that everything was as it should be, and that everything would be alright.

She responded to the kiss eagerly, surprising me by fisting her little hand in my hair. I groaned and moved towards her so that my torso covered hers as she started to lean back, my other hand on the other side of her torso.

The headache was all but forgotten as I leaned some more of my weight on her. I knew that even my full weight (you know, times a hundred) would not hurt her, but I still felt ungentlemanly.

Yes, because making out with your 1901 born girlfriend after you just got wasted, meaning that your breath probably smells horrible, whilst you a half naked is just Soooo gentlemanly to begin with.

She moaned her approval, putting her other hand on my back to get me closer to her and bending her right leg at the knee and using it to stroke my own.

My dick, who had been behaving himself so far this morning (which was unusual to start with) immediately sprang to life upon hearing the little moans that she made. She moaned again, louder this time and rubbed herself against me.

"Fuck." I cursed, unable to help thrusting into her slightly. We were so close, her bare arms against my naked skin felt wonderful and I could help but imagine the time when it wouldn't just be her arms that were bare. I let out another moan just at the thought and she growled, only softly, but loud enough for me to hear and shit, I don't think that she realized how much I loved it when she did that.

And then somebody knocked on the door.

We both froze, and then groaned. We sat up and I fell back on to the bed, my erection throbbing, my head pounding and my eyes wondering as I watched Bella walked over to get the door.

She's got such a nice ass.

You're such a pervert.

You are aware that you're arguing with yourself again right?

…..Bitch.

Esme was at the door, smiling at Bella as if she hadn't just interrupted our make out session. She gave Bella a hug and then came over to me. Hopefully she hadn't noticed me discretely rearrange the blankets as I pulled them over top of me.

"How are you dear?" she asked me, putting her hand on my head.

"I've been better." I laughed weakly, my cock just begging for attention, just not Esme's. It was like the poor thing wanted Bella.

"Well I can assure you that Alice is regretting what happened, and Emmett will be."

I grinned, knowing that I was acting like a spoilt little brat that had just ratted out his sibling to his mother, but I felt better knowing that Bella was wearing the shit eating grin to.

"Alright, well I need to go and pack, but we check out in two hours alright. Don't be late."

"Alright mum." Bella said.

"And did you and Carlisle have a good night?" I asked her, trying to be polite but wishing that I hadn't.

She got a mischievous gleam in her eyes and smiled at me. "Oh yer Edward, we had a wonderful time." Before giggling like a school girl and walking from the room.

"Kinda wish that I hadn't said anything right about now." I said slowly, staring at the door.

"You are so lucky that you don't have vampire hearing, there's another reason that I like spending the night with you. I don't have to hear them all going at it."

I put my hand over my heart in mock hurt. "So you're just using me for my bedroom! I see how it is!" She giggled and made her way over to me, swinging her hips as she went. My stray eyes went straight to them and my cock twitched appreciatively. She obviously knew what I was thinking about. She knew me to well.

Stupid hormonal body.

She reached the bed and bent over, crawling towards me with darkened eyes. "Maybe." She said, before she kissed me passionately. She pulled away way to soon, ignoring my groan. "Come on, we gotta pack up." I looked round the room, surprised at how messy everything had gotten since last night. Why does that always happen in hotels?

Then something that she had said earlier hit me.

"Wait," I said as she started to crawl off of the bed. She rose an eyebrow at me. "You said earlier that if I hadn't of done something that you would have. What did I do?"

She looked at me blankly for a moment. "Oh." Before sitting back on the bed and smiling.

"After Jessica said everything that she did, I was about to hit her but then Emmett came up and stopped me because, you know, I would have been to conspicuous if I threw her across the room with the force of the slap. But then you jumped up and started to tell her off and she got so shocked. And then Mike and Eric came over and started to tell you off because you were telling Jessica off and then you and Emmett started to yell back at them and then I had to hold off Emmett but then you punched Mike in the face, again, an gave the poor kid a nose bleed." She sighed, and then grinned, looking at me from the corner of her eyes. "A very amusing night all up."

"I punched him." I said in shock. She nodded. "Again?" She nodded again. "Huh." I said, then shrugged. "So packing?"