Disclaimer: We do not own Twilight. Okay, honestly, how many times do we have to say it? Honey, it's alright, come on, deep breaths. It's just really hard, you know? Umm, actually that's me, you're feeling. HAYDEN! Shhh… you can't be that naughty with (the readers here!). But you said I could be naughty whenever I wanted. Isn't that what you were saying earlier? Hmmmm? Hehehe, baby, don't touch me there! Okay, go ahead!

Well as Hayden continues to be ever so naughty, I would like to dedicate this to the TGIF Gang! I would like to add PropertyofAliceC to the gang, and of course your lovely Alice goes along with that too. I would like to hear from her as well. I missed you guys and I'm happy you found this story.

To tophersmom who I'd like to tell that for a small fee, the complete first edition copy of Total Eclipse of The Heart, can be on your bookshelf. To Jagga-Love who is actually writing a one shot with Brett!! So you guys should check that out. To erinzomg for giving us a standing ovation. If you tell me what you would like help with, I'd be happy to do so. And last but not least to FrogKas for calling the last lemon, "one of the best lemons I've ever read." Thanks that means a heck of a lot. I pride myself on my lemons, and I'm sure Hayden is damn proud as well.

Right, quick note. Yes, there will be more stalker drama, you just have to be patient. We are taking our time and planning the plot out, but more will happen. Also, some people questioned the celebrities I added in the story. If you look really far into it, I have them talking to their celebrity counterpart. For example, in this fantasy Rose and Emmett are the Brad and Angelina. Jasper was in the Civil war in Twilight and Kevin Costner and The Postman came to mind…lol. Alice and Vera Want…duh…lol. Well that was my idea.

Now on to Hayden who has a very special dedication.

Hello! IT'S FRIDAY! BOO YA! So yeah, we are sorry we updated on Saturday last week, but the chapter was super duper long. This one is not as long, but it was a lot of fun to write.

So, this chapter is dedicated to my great grandma. She's really sick, and she can't talk. She doesn't know that I like to write, but I think it only makes sense to dedicate this chapter to her. Here's to you, Mary, because even though we've had our ups and downs, you're still an awesome lady.

Paper Planes by M.I.A. is playing on my radio as I write this, just thought you ought to know…I fly like paper, get high like planes. If you catch me at the border, I got visas' in my name. If you come around here, I make 'em all day…Sorry…HAHAHA!

Oh…by the way…We pack and deliver like UPS trucks. Just thought you might enjoy that…

Well Yay us for being on time this week. Now before we are late again, ON WITH IT…

EPOV

Waking up to find Bella, asleep, next to me was the best experience of my life. Nothing could top waking up to this gorgeous face every morning, and being able to gaze down at her wonderful features. Heart shaped face, her prominent cheekbones that I could spend hours tracing over with featherlike kisses, and her gorgeous brown hair.

Pushing myself from the bed, I looked over and realized that Bella had stolen my dress shirt from the night before, and was sleeping in just that. Picking up my discarded underwear from the floor, I slid the dark cloth up my legs, and moved towards my piano. Brushing some of the rose petals from the keys, I pressed my fingers fluidly over the surface.

I had never felt this amazing before, and as my harmony flooded the room, I didn't heard the rustling of the bed sheets, or Bella's loud yawn as she awoke from her deep sleep. What I did feel were her small arms as they wrapped around my waist and her chin on my shoulder as she whispered in a husky voice, "What are you playing, handsome?"

Her lips felt sinful as they danced across my bare skin, and I shivered. Bella giggled lightly, and even her warm breath did nothing to heat my body, "Playing a song inspired by you, love."

Bella sat down on my lap, demanding every ounce of my attention. My hands moved back to the keys behind her, and I gazed up into her face as I played, "Can I help you?"

She giggled, and her face dipped down so that she could brush her lips against mine, when she suddenly covered her mouth with her right hand. I raised my eyebrow as she hurriedly escaped my grasp, and I turned to see Bella moving towards the bathroom at full speed, "Bella? Are you alright, love?"

The beautiful girl giggled, and I heard the noise of running water as I continued to stare towards the bathroom with concern laden eyes. When she returned from the bathroom, I noticed that her hair was in extreme disarray. The sexy pout that made her bottom lip stick out like a wounded child made me smirk, "Sorry, Edward. I needed a 'human moment.'"

I nodded as my angel appeared back in my lap, her lips closer to mine. When I spoke my breath moved across her lips, and I could smell the mint radiating from her open mouth, "Well, good to know you're not a monster."

"Mmm…well, I may not be a monster, but someone has quite the monster in his pants." I averted my eyes from her face, knowing that if I looked at the chocolate orbs, I would surely blush at the abrupt use of innuendo, "Relax, I'm kind of attached to that monster; I'm not the least bit scared. In fact, I was hoping he would come out and play."

My hands were still resting on the keys, and as Bella's warm lips pressed against mine, my fingers pushed the keys. Her hips began to gently rock against me, as her legs settled over the side of the chair. When my hands hit the keys a bit too harshly, Bella pulled back, her eyes wide, "What was that?"

I kissed the tip of her nose, trying to hide my obvious reaction to her antics by changing the subject, "That, love, is called 'Edward's Reaction.'"

Her curiosity peaked and I wiggled my eyebrows as her eyes narrowed in concentration. Apparently Libby wasn't just picking up Bella's traits; she was also giving them to Bella. This was Libby's trademark, 'I want something now please give it to me' look, "Is there something you want, my love?"

"Will you show me how to play that?" I jerked my head back, reacting to her improper speech about my piano.

"My piano is not a that. This is a precious treasure that I take good care of, and I don't appreciate you insulting my toys." My tone was teasing, which made Bella roll her eyes, before she turned in my lap, and rested her hands on top of mine. I chuckled against her neck, letting my breath roll over her shoulders, "What would you like to learn, love?"

She shrugged, so I kissed her soft cheek, "Okay, how about you follow my fingers as I play, does that sound good?"

Bella nodded, her fingers sitting on top of mine so that I could move her small hands across the keys. Together we began to play her lullaby, and I noticed that as we played, Bella's smile grew the entire time.

By the end, she was leaning back against my chest, her lips moving over my chin, gently sucking and nipping, while I finished the song. She was grinding against me, her movements making me moan, "Bella, you must stop doing that if you want me to finish."

She stood up, and turned towards me, pushing my shoulders back so that I was leaning backwards slightly. Bella covered the keys, and propped herself up on my piano. I swallowed, watching as she began to unbutton my white dress shirt. The material slid down her shoulders, and pooled behind her on my piano, leaving her naked for me to worship, "Who said that you had to finish, Mr. Cullen."

Her legs spread, giving me a clear view of what she wanted me to finish. She was soaked, and I licked my lips in anticipation, "Will you play me now, Edward? If your fingerings are correct, maybe you'll win a trophy."

I slid her further back on my piano so that when I settled myself on the bench, her wet core was right in front of my lips. Scooting forward, I gently lapped at the skin around her clit, wanting to taste her. I blew on her wet skin, and she shivered, her fingers moving to grip my bronze tresses. As she massaged my head, I gently grazed my nose over her wet hole.

Bella's back arched, as she bucked against my face, "Oh, Edward."

"There is no O key on the piano, love. Are you willing to learn something? Hmm?"

Her moan was my response as my tongue darted out, and slid into her moist pussy, before I removed it quickly, "The first two keys are C and D. After that comes E, then you skip a key, then G, and you skip another until you get, B, D, and F. When I learned to play the piano, the way I remembered the keys was by saying 'Every good boy does fine,' but I have a new way of remembering."

I bit her clit, and her hips bucked as the juices began to pool on the surface of my piano. Her long moan was my only response as I continued to lap at her leaking center, "Would you like to hear, love?"

Bella nodded, and her hips began to jerk in a steady motion as I kissed her wet opening, my tongue darting in and out, "Edward Gives Bella a Delightful…Well, what should F stand for, love?"

She moaned and grasped my hair, pulling me up away from her dripping hole, "Fuck, Edward."

"Actually, I was thinking a Delightful piece of Fudge, but--"

Her lips crashed down on mine, and her hands slid down to grip my ass, "Fuck me, Edward. Now."

Bella's hand was in mine as we started down the narrow road towards my parent's house. When I had moved out, it had only been a few houses down, and I had originally taken it for granted. Until I had Libby. I could stand on my doorstep and watch her as she walked to her grandparent's house, and for that I was extremely grateful.

I had yet to actually allow her to take the journey by herself, but eventually the close proximity would enable my daughter to not worry if I wasn't home on time. She could just go to her grandparents. Bella seemed to notice that I was lost in thought because she squeezed my hand gently, "What are you thinking about, hmm?"

I brought our joined hands up to my lips, and kissed the top of her hand, "Just thinking about Libby getting older."

Bella smiled lovingly, "I don't know how hard it is to see your baby grow up, but I do know that she'll always need her Daddy, no matter how old she is. You're a wonderful father, Edward, and I can tell that she adores you."

As we stood in the middle of the road, I thought about just how lucky I was. Drawing Bella closer to me, I kissed her sweetly, gently tracing the plane of her lips with the tip of my tongue. Her mouth opened easily, and as we kissed in the middle of the street, I realized that you could pour your entire being into a kiss, and it could be felt by the other individual.

She stepped out of my grasp, her hand reaching up to stroke my tousled hair, "Can't have sex hair if we're getting our daughter, Edward."

My heart beat against my chest when I heard the words, "our daughter." No one had ever claimed Libby as their child, but myself, or Kyle Jacobs when he was trying to pick up women. Libby was our child, and as Bella and I stood on the doorstep of my parent's house, I waited to hear that squeal as the doorbell rang, and I wasn't disappointed.

"Elizabeth Cullen! Walk!"

I could hear my mother scolding Libby through the closed door, and Bella giggled next to me. I turned to look down at Bella, and raised my eyebrow, "Why are you laughing? Like mother, like daughter. She's as impatient as her Mommy."

Bella blushed, and it seemed as though she became self conscious. Lifting her chin, I looked at her, allowing confusion to settle on my face, "What, love? Why are you embarrassed?"

She never got to answer, as the front door was flung open, and my daughter grabbed Bella from me, hugging her tightly. It hurt to not have her running just to me, but those feelings were erased when Libby jumped me, peppering my face with kisses, "Daddy! Mommy! I missed you!"

The way she said missed, made me chuckle, and I held her close to me, as Bella rubbed her tiny back, "We missed you too, Libby Bug. Did you have fun?"

I stepped over the ledge, and into my parents home, my daughter still cradled in my arms. Once we were inside, I set her on the floor, and gently tousled her soft hair. She had been yammering to Bella, telling her that her Nana had bough ice cream, and how Papa had checked under her bed for monsters. How she went shopping and Nana bought her new clothes, and Papa got food on his clothes but she didn't.

My father winked at me when I met his eyes. I knew that both of my parents could tell, Bella was glowing, and I looked as though I would never frown again. Walking towards the man I respected most in my life, I smiled my crooked grin, "Is there a reason you are winking at me, sir?"

Carlisle clapped me on the back, "We'll talk later. That is, if you want too."

I rolled my eyes, and I could tell that the women in the house were watching us, "Sure, Dad. Later."

BPOV

"…and then, Nana told the store woman that I needed a smaller size, and she went in back to the magic room and came out with the perfect dress. Is that cool, Mommy? They have a magic room. And it makes things appear for you. We should go!" Libby prattled on about the night she was left with her grandparents.

I had a feeling that if given the time, Libby would explain in extreme detail, the entire night, and I would sit next to her and nod my head, going along with it. But what fascinated me most, was I found that I actually wanted to hear the insignificant prattle. Libby felt that all theses things were something that she could share with me, and I loved hearing them.

So while to others, the droning on of a saleswoman going to a storage room to find a correct size may be boring and mindless, I listened to every word, wondering how this little girl's imagination would spin even the most normal of circumstances. I would have to tell Edward to push her in the direction of writing; she has the imagination for it.

Just then, Edward came into the room and sat down next to me, his hand going to my knee, making me internally sigh. I liked this. The fact that we could finally touch each other and not worry that it means different things to the other. His hand moved up and down my thigh as he spoke, making me only partially coherent.

"Libby Bug, what would you like for lunch, hmm?" Edward asked as his daughter sat across from us on the couch.

Her little brows furrowed as she thought and the rest of her face scrunched up, a look of pure concentration. "Ummm…" she thought. "OOOOO!! I know! Daddy, can we have Chinese?" she asked.

I couldn't help but let out a laugh. "Libby, honey, you want Chinese food?" I asked.

She nodded her head, "Yes. Daddy always has it, and I've only gotten to try it once before. Pwease, Daddy? Mommy, make him say yes," she demanded.

I let out a laugh before turning to Edward with a pout on my face, "Pwease, Daddy?" I asked him earning an eye roll before his lips touched mine swiftly.

"All right," he said, looking at his daughter, "but, if you don't like what you get, you have to eat it anyways, or no dessert."

Libby squealed with delight as she jumped off the couch and ran for the front hallway to put her tiny shoes on her little feet.

Edward and I got up from the couch and I wrapped my arms around his neck, placing my lips close to his. "Aren't you a nice daddy," I said before standing a little bit on my tip toes to kiss him sweetly.

"Mmm…if this is what I get for being nice to my daughter, then Libby is going to get awful spoiled," he joked leaning down to kiss me, his hands on my back gripping me tighter.

"Edward…" I warned.

"Hmmm?" he asked, his nose now tracing my jaw line.

"Libby will be back soon," I told him, finding my resolve fading as my hands gripped him tighter to me as well.

"And she would love a baby brother, or sister," he cooed into my ear as his hands went to my belly.

"I'M GETTING A BABY?" Libby shouted with a smile before yelling, "NANA! GUESS WHAT?"

Edward let go of me and went over to Libby, bending down to be at her level and then picking her up into his arms. "Not yet there, kiddo," he told her before winking at me, making me blush.

Me? Have a kid? Having Libby in my life was completely different than having a child of my own. Feeling my stomach swell and pushing out eight pounds of human from an opening the size of Edward's…well you get the idea. But it wasn't that, that had me worried. A child with my clumsiness would need full time attention. I'd have to pray to God they'd get Edward's coordination.

But the idea of a part of Edward in me made me euphoric. I wanted us to be able to share something. I loved Libby more than anything. She was a precious little thing and meant the world to me. But no matter how many times she called me Mommy, no matter how many tea parties I have with her, she would never be fully mine. She was created with the love of someone else. So the thought of making something as precious as her with Edward made my heart flutter.

I smiled at them and the three of us left to get our food.

After picking up our boxes filled with food, and grabbing some chopsticks, we headed over to a park to eat at the picnic tables. It was a gorgeous day out side with a slight breeze. The trees full of green, healthy leaves and we were the only ones at the park.

I sighed contently as Edward and I tried to teach Libby to eat with chopsticks. She was giggling so hard her head kept falling back and at one point I had to catch her before she fell off the picnic bench.

In the end she was getting pretty good at it, but was not patient enough for that utensil, so she set them on the table and started scooping up the food with her hands.

"Very lady like, Elizabeth," Edward said as his daughters face, covered in sauces, smiled with a mouth full of chicken. "That's disgusting," Edward told her so seriously that I couldn't help but burst out laughing, almost falling off of the bench myself.

When we were finished and dumped our boxes in the trash can, Edward and I took turns pushing Libby on the swing as she laughed and squealed with joy. We spent a good hour at that park before going back to Carlisle and Esme's to drop Libby back off.

Edward and I told her we were going to my 'house' for a little while and would be back to get her soon. After all, neither of us liked leaving Libby alone for long.

The ride to my flat was spent with Edward holding my hand, the pad of this thumb running over my knuckles softly. I loved that we didn't have to always be talking to know what the other was thinking. We simply relished in the company of one another.

At my apartment there were no letters, no warnings. Nothing outside my door and no threats inside. It had been a while since I had gotten a letter from the person Edward referred to as my "stalker" and I started to think that maybe, just maybe, they had stopped or moved on to someone bigger and more stalker worthy.

"Would you like something to drink?" I called to Edward as I walked to the kitchen and he took off his shoes.

"Have any wine?" he asked.

I let out a laugh. "Yes, but it's a little early, isn't it?"

"Fine, we'll save it for later," he smiled as I came out of the kitchen with two water bottles and tossed one at him. He caught it perfectly, of course.

"So…" I said, letting the word hang there as I plopped down onto the couch.

Edward sat at the opposite end and put my feet in his lap, beginning to rub them. "So…" he repeated.

"I suppose there's no reason to be here," I continued, "it seems pretty safe to me."

"Oh? You think so?" He asked his right eyebrow cocking.

"Yes," I answered. "I see no threat, do you?"

"That's not what I meant," he retorted.

"Oh? And what did you mean?" I asked as he started to crawl over my body.

"I meant we could find multiple reasons to be here," he whispered as he pressed some of his body weight down on me, making me gasp.

"Edward!"

And that was the only word I got in before his lips were on mine, pushing against them, his tongue begging for entrance, which I granted eagerly. His hands started to crawl up my shirt and before I knew exactly what was happening, my bra was unhooked and his hand was massaging my breast as I felt his prominent erection press into me.

My feet hooked around his back as I ground into him, making him moan into my mouth and when he pulled away to get some air, his lips were swollen from our kisses, only making me want to devour them more.

But the moment was ruined by a knock at the door, making me groan, and plead with Edward to ignore it. But the way his shoulders were now stiff and his cold expression told me he was no longer Edward the lover, he was Edward the bodyguard.

EPOV

Bella's eyes pleaded with me as I untangled myself from her, but I couldn't let emotion cloud my job description. I loved her, but it was still my job to protect her, and I needed to realize this now more than ever. Kissing her lips chastely, I backed away from her body as she lay across the couch.

When she realized that I was about to answer the door, she hurriedly began straightening her clothes and flattening her hair. The fervent knocking sounded again, and I called out, my voice tense, "Who is it?"

"It's me, I have something for you and Bella," I had to stop myself from growling at the door. The hinges creaked when I pulled back the door to reveal a dripping Jacob. During mine and Bella's time alone, it had decided to rain.

Turning towards my girlfriend, I gestured for Jacob to enter the apartment. Bella was standing, and she looked quite presentable, "Hey Jake!"

Jacob dropped what he had been holding onto the counter, and engulfed Bella in a hug. I was fairly certain that Jacob would protect her, so I stepped outside onto the wet concrete. The water dripped onto my body, soaking my white shirt, and my jeans clung to my body as the water weighed them down. Gripping the railing, I looked around the surrounding property, trying to find Jacob's car. Part of me wanted to throw rocks at it, but another part of me knew that he was here to tell us something. It was obvious because of the package he had been carrying.

Raking a hand through my hair, I shook my head slowly, trying to remove the excess water clinging to the bronze hair. Resting my elbows on the railing, I stared out into the dreary day, wondering if my relationship with Bella would change the way I could protect her: for better or for worse.

Two small arms rested on my hips, and her soft lips kissed the nape of my neck, "Hey handsome."

"Jacob, I'm not in the mood, Bella might see us together." I heard Jacob snicker off to the side, and Bella giggled, her arms gripping me tighter, "Can I help you, love?"

Bella maneuvered herself between me and the railing, "Yes, Jake has something to tell us. Will you come inside?"

She licked her lips as she looked up into my eyes, and some of the water dripped onto her face. I smirked, and leaned forward, my tongue darting out to collect the water from her mouth. Bella giggled, her eyes moving down my body.

Her soft moan was only heard by me, as she saw my shirt clinging to my body. Jacob cleared his throat when Bella leaned forward to kiss me, "Can we go inside. You two can fuck like bunnies when I leave, but this surprise is rather important."

Weaving her fingers through mine, I tugged Bella towards the house, my eyes answering her unasked question. She would get whatever she wanted when Jacob left, I would make sure of that, "What's going on Jacob?"

Bella's hand left mine as she headed towards her closest. A large white towel was launched in my direction, "Clothes off. You should have something left in my closet that you can wear until these are dry."

Jacob rolled his eyes, "Where's the bathroom, Bells?"

That nickname made my blood boil, but I let it slip as Bella pointed towards her bedroom, "In there, to your left."

Once Jacob was safely inside of the bathroom, Bella sat on the couch in front of me, as I stood looking down at her, "Strip, Edward."

Her voice was husky as she spoke, and my response was not much better, "Now?"

"Now, hurry though, I'm not sure how long Jake will take." I unbuttoned my shirt quickly, letting the wet material fall to the floor. Bella stood, walking towards me, her lips latching to my stomach as her fingers undid my jeans. I heard the zipper creak as she pulled it down, and soon I stood naked in front of her, "God Edward, so sexy…"

Her voice trailed off, but as her lips were about to attach to mine, we heard her bathroom door open, and I grabbed the towel from the floor. Bella snatched up my clothes and moved towards her small laundry room. Just as Jacob was leaving Bella's bedroom, I heard the dryer start.

It was awkward standing in the middle of Bella's house wearing just a towel, with Jacob Black eyeing me, "Gonna put some clothes on, Eddie?"

Scoffing, I narrowed my eyes, "You're just jealous because you're not standing scantily clad in your girlfriend's apartment."

Jacob chuckled, "Sure, sure. How about I take my clothes off and we see who the better man really is, Edward?"

His hands were gripping the hem of his shirt as he spoke, until Bella's voice cut across the tense atmosphere, "Enough! You two are acting like children. Edward, go change! Jacob, sit your ass down, before I make you!"

We both stood there, our eyes open wide in shock. Bella moved closer to me, her hands pushing against my chest, "Move it, mister!"

Apparently, Jacob had decided to show Bella what was in the box as I was pulling my shirt on. Her squeals of joy echoed through the apartment, and when I peered out to make sure she was okay, I was tackled to the floor.

She kissed my face, and my neck, as Jacob chuckled in the background. Her hands pinned my arms behind my head and she smiled against my lips, before she spoke, "We're going to Hawaii!"

BPOV

Alice just about tackled me the next time I saw her. Of course she would be going on location to the filming, in charged of doing my hair and make up. Jasper was also coming. Thought it wasn't a necessity to bring your agent along on a project, he was going for Alice, despite what he tried to assure me.

The other one coming along on the trip was of course Libby. Because honestly, how could we leave our little girl at home while we go off and "work" in Hawaii. She was just about as excited as Alice, though I wasn't sure if she knew exactly what visiting the island all entailed.

According to Alice, another wardrobe was needed specifically dubbed "Getting Lei-ed" for our upcoming trip. That being said, countless trips were made to the mall for clothing, bags, swim suits, towels, and Alice wanted to bring her own bedding since we would be there for a while.

Libby was brought along a couple times, wanting to get her own things for the bathtub. She liked to smell like green apples and loved bubbles. I ended up buying her, her own bathroom set.

Suntan lotion, sunscreen, sunglasses, sun, Sun, SUN! That seemed to be the common theme throughout packing. I was even able to drag Edward along, claiming that he wouldn't want the paparazzi to get a shot of him in faded trunks. He raised a skeptical eyebrow at my lame excuse and I laughed, admitting I just didn't want to be with Alice in a mall, alone.

So the packing was done and it was early when we made it to the airport. I wouldn't have bothered to put makeup on to go to the airport at five thirty in the morning, but Alice had insisted for the sake of the people who look at the covers of magazines, that a little wouldn't hurt. I nodded, and let her do whatever she wanted, as long as I could lie in bed while she did it.

As we walked through the sliding glass doors, I stood close to Edward who was carrying a sleeping Libby, rubbing her tiny back. Alice and Jasper walked behind us while Jacob was as jolly as ever and was tight up against me, a smile already on his lips.

"How can you possibly be so chipper this early in the morning?" I groaned at him.

"Well, just look at who I get to stand next to," he beamed and I looked over to find his other side empty. He threw his arm around me shoulder and let out a bark of a laugh that was too loud for how early it was. "I meant you, Bells," he chuckled before placing a kiss on my head and removing his arm. "But I need to be armed too. There are bound to be photographers here, and what would they say to a grumpy celeb? I like my job, and they help me keep it."

Sure enough, once our bags were checked, crowds started to gather and flashes started to mix with yelling as we tried to hurry through security. All of the commotion had alerted Libby and she buried her face in her daddy's shoulder, blocking out the bright flashing lights.

"BELLA, JACOB!" they were yelling out and I tried to not look like a deer caught in front of headlights. Jacob smiled as he placed his left hand on the small of my back, moving me along, and Edward looked stern and serious as his right hand reached out to lace through mine, giving me a reassuring squeeze.

I looked over to find him with a small smile on his lips and I smiled back even more at him. That's when I collided with something, knocking me away from Jacob and Edward, and making me fall backwards onto the ground, dropping and spilling my purse.

I shook my head to gather my bearings and Edward and Jacob were peering down at me, checking for injuries, immediately.

"Bells, what's wrong?"

"Bella, does anything hurt?" they asked as I moved to sit up.

I rolled my eyes as I let out a small laugh. "I'm not made of glass, fellas. I'm fine."

I sat up as the flashes never ceased to well, flash and looked to find my purse's contents scattered on the floor. The guy I had stumbled into had a camera around his neck and was currently putting my phone back in my purse.

"I'm so sorry," I said, gathering up my lip gloss and wallet, as he picked up my iPod.

"It's alright, I was shoved from behind. These people are animals," the blue eyed, blond haired man smiled at me.

"Um, pal, you're one of 'these people'" Jacob laughed.

"I'm Mike," he said, extending his hand.

I grabbed it for a shake, the least I could do after enforcing my clumsiness onto him. "Bella," I said to which he rolled his eyes and responded with an, 'I know' making me feel completely retarded.

It was at that time that Edward pulled me up with his one hand and Jacob got my purse before handing it back to me. "Well have a good day, Mike," I said.

"It was a pleasure to meet you, Bella," he responded before flashing a close up of my face and running away.

I stared after him and then looked back at Edward. "Did he just run away?" I asked, making sure I was correct on this.

He laughed, "Yes, Love. He just ran away. Perhaps he got what he needed."

"Oh? And what would that be?" I asked him with a small smile.

"A picture of the most gorgeous girl in the world," he said, leaning his head down towards me when a collective 'awwww' was heard and I was jolted back to reality to find the photographers looking and armed with cameras, waiting for a kiss. I simply blushed and looked away as we continued through security, only to have Edward chuckle from beside me.

As soon as we were about to board, the photographers were actually nice enough to wish us luck, as we boarded our plane and the 'whooshing' of the air in the small space was a welcomed reprieve from the yelling and shouting that had been going on earlier.

The first class cabin was amazing. Crisp and clean, and white, with leather chairs and vases of lilies adding some color. I had only been in first class once before but with everyone else here to enjoy it with me it was so much more special.

"I like our hotel, Daddy," Libby said as she looked around the cabin with wide eyes.

I bent over to kiss her on the cheek and explained, "Libby, honey, this is only the plane. We won't be at our hotel for a while. Did you bring your coloring book?" I asked.

She looked over at me and smiled while nodding her head fast. "Yes, I want to color the elephant and name him Harry," she giggled, making me laugh as we went to our seats (which could recline!).

Edward and I sat with Libby, Alice and Jasper together in front of us and Jacob by himself to our left. We must've been early because we were the only ones in the cabin and surely there would be more people flying first class.

But I didn't worry about it. Instead, I put my bag down and sunk into the chair comfortable enough to be a Laz-Boy and let my head fall back. We had decided to let Libby sit in the aisle seat so when she got restless, she could run around and play, while Edward promised I could have the window seat on the way back if he could on the way there.

I looked around and found that more people were coming in, but it still wasn't very many. A family of three, a business woman in a power suit, and a young couple that were probably newly weds. But that was it. I sighed in contentment, thinking that our ride would be easy and uneventful.

EPOV

An hour into the flight, I noticed that my daughter was playing with a young boy around her age. I had traded Bella seats for a few minutes so that she would see out the window on the way there and on the way back.

He had black hair, and from my seat I could see that he had fair skin. The way his hair was fashioned made me raise my eyebrow, and Alice, who had been watching me, as I watched my daughter, spoke, "It's called a fohawk, Edward."

I had been half listening as I watched the two playing together, "Did you just say throat chop, Alice? That haircut is called a Throat Chop? Oh no, she is not playing with him."

I pushed myself out of the comfortable seat and started towards my daughter. She and the little boy were coloring together, their small heads close together as they concentrated on staying in the lines. When Libby looked up at me, the little boy looked up too. Chocolate brown eyes, sharp cheekbones, and a cute face met mine.

Libby giggled, "Hi Daddy! This is JJ. He's part Asian!"

My first instinct was to cover my daughter's mouth and scold her but JJ's parents laughed. The woman was holding hands with the man sitting next to her, and she smiled softly at me, "It's alright, we told her that he was of Asian descent, but helped her understand it at their level. I'm Angela Cheney, and this is my husband, Ben."

By the time I was introducing myself to the Cheney's, Bella had begun to make her way over towards us. Libby glanced up from the coloring book again, and when she made eye contact with Bella, JJ leaned over and kissed her cheek. My daughter giggled loudly, and returned to kiss, pressing her lips to JJ's cheek, and I thought my head was about to explode.

Bella's hand shot out to grab my, before my blood pressure went through the roof, "It's fine, Edward, they're just little kids."

Libby stood quickly and grabbed my legs, "Daddy! Guess what! JJ's my boyfriend!"

My eyes widened, and I quickly glanced at Bella. Libby was not allowed to date until she was forty. I had specifically told her this when she was born, and she had agreed. What was changing? A few weeks ago she turned four. Next year; she'll have eight kids. My little girl was growing up way to fast.

As I was contemplating an all girl's school, Bella introduced herself to the Cheney's and she would giggle with Angela each time Libby and JJ would kiss each other. Ben stood from his seat, and grasped my arm, "Want a drink?"

"God knows I need one." Ben chuckled as we made our way towards the bar. After we sat down on the stools, and ordered our drinks, I looked directly into Ben's face, "What are your son's intentions with my daughter?"

Ben tapped his chin thoughtfully, "I'm thinking, coloring, and then maybe they will watch a movie together. Then maybe he will take her out for peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and Kool-Aid."

I nodded as the bartender handed us our drinks, and I stirred mine, "Sounds expensive."

Ben sipped his drink, "Yes and the father of the bride always pays."

I chuckled, and lifted my glass to Ben, and they clinked together gently, "There goes Libby's college savings."

When Libby and JJ both fell asleep, we spoke softly to the Cheney's about their visit to Hawaii. They would be staying down there for around six months due to Ben's job, but when they were to return, they would be living in L.A. Ben and I exchanged cell phone numbers, and the girls gathered the contact information so that Libby would be able to play with JJ during our extensive stay.

The plane landed, and I lifted Libby up so that her head was resting against my shoulder. Sometime during the second half of the plane ride, Alice and Jasper had disappeared for about twenty minutes. When they had returned, Jasper's hair was disheveled and Alice's shirt was inside out. Libby pointed out that Alice's shirt was inside out, but I shushed her, not wanting to draw attention to my best friend and his wife.

A limo was waiting outside of the airport, and six of us slipped inside after saying goodbye to the Cheney's. Libby and JJ had both cried, but the two lovers promised to see each other again. Apparently, JJ's peanut butter sandwiches pleased my daughter.

Libby rested against me; her tears had made her eyes red and swollen. My shirt was wet, and I gently rubbed her back, hoping that she would fall asleep. Her day long relationship must have been exhausting. Bella was talking quietly to Jacob, who seemed to be nodding a lot. I wasn't sure what they were talking about, but I kept my eyes on my broken-hearted daughter.

"Daddy?" She lifted her head from my chest, and I pushed the tissue that I had in my hand up against her small nose.

After she blew her nose, she gazed up at me. I pushed her brown hair out of her eyes, "What Libby Bug?"

"JJ asked me to marry him. But he's gone now. Who will marry me?" I bit the inside of my cheek. My daughter was too adorable for her own good. As the limo stopped outside of the hotel, I cradled Libby closer to me, unsure of what to say.

Jacob leaned across Bella and whispered something in Libby's ear that made her light up, "Really Jakie? Promise?"

He smiled, dipping his head, "I promise, Ms. Libby. I promise."

Well what did you think? Doesn't Hayden's writing of Libby make you want to have babies? LOL! But you can't! At least not with him. That's my job. I am his baby maker…hahahaa. Just kidding guys. Well as always I hope to hear your thoughts.

Much love and even more writing,

ashel-13

JJ Cheney is the man. Except he is not good enough for my little Libby Bug ;) Let us know what you think…Oh and The Pussycat Dolls are on now! WOOT! When I grow up, I wanna be famous, I wanna be a star, I wanna be in movies!

See you soon,

Hayden