Thanks Sherry and Paige! Any mistakes are my own.

"How many special people change?

How many lives are living strange?

Where were you while we were getting high?

Slowly walking down the hall

Faster than a cannonball

Where were you while we were getting high?

Someday you will find me

Caught beneath the landslide.

In a champagne supernova in the sky."

-Oasis-

EPOV:

I returned home to find Bella curled up on the couch with a cup of tea in one hand, and Charlie in the other. He's asleep, his head resting on her tits, with a smile on his face. No wonder you're fucking happy, son. That's daddy's favorite spot too. Bella gives me a worried smile as soon as I walk through the door. She probably expects the fucking worst, and I don't blame her. While the meeting went incredibly well, and while I 'm beginning to form a relationship with my biological mom, there's still some serious shit to discuss. Some serious shit I don't really want to think about.

"How'd it go?" Bella asks, her soft voice filled with hesitation.

I shrug my shoulders and give her a small, reassuring smile. "It went better than I thought."

Bella smiles at this and I join her on the couch, careful not to wake Charlie in the process.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

She's not pushy, but I know she's curious. Who wouldn't be considering the circumstances? Fuck, where do I begin? There's so much shit to say. So much information I was given in such a short amount of time. I learned all about my dad's love for another woman, the man who abused said woman for years, and the abuse I endured before I was given to my dad to take care of. Fuck, it's so much to take in.

"Why don't you put Charlie in his crib and then we can talk about it," I say quietly, before getting up and going to the kitchen to get something to drink.

I can't help it, but the thought of a nice cold beer crosses my mind. After the day I've had, and the emotional roller coaster I've been on, I could definitely use one. However, my house is completely dry of course, so I grab a Pepsi and pretend it has a similar effect.

Bella is quick to get Charlie ready and in bed, and seems eager to hear the whole story. I wish I was as eager to fucking tell her. Despite how painful the story is, I want to have someone to confide in outside my mom. Bella is my partner in everything, so I can't keep anything from her. It'd just feel wrong, because she always wants to carry the weight of my pain with me. Sometimes I can't fathom why, but I know it's because she loves me. Fuck, this girl loved me even when I couldn't love myself.

"Do you want to sit down?" I awkwardly suggest, pointing toward the kitchen table.

She shakes her head and gives me a small, comforting smile. "Why don't we sit on the couch? It'll be a lot more comfortable?"

I let her take my hand and pull me into the living room. Although I'm happy with how things went with my mom—thrilled even—the disturbing parts of her tale still fucking weigh on me. All I can think is, thank fuck she woke up in time to save me. I could have been dead if she hadn't. What a sorry excuse for a man her husband was. I'm so fucking thankful that he is dead. However, I wish he were still alive just so I could beat the shit out of him, just as he had me.

"Tell me whatever you want to," Bella says as she reaches out to take my hand in hers. "You don't have to talk about anything you're uncomfortable with."

The whole story comes out of my mouth as soon as I open it. I don't hold anything back, and tell her exactly what my mom told me. I tell her about my dad's relationship with her in high school and how college broke them up. I talk about her abusive husband and then her affair with my dad while he was married with a son. Finally, I tell her what caused my mom to give me up. Bella's eyes fill with tears and even as they spill down her flushed cheeks, she doesn't interrupt me. As soon as the story is off my chest, I can finally breath. I let my body relax against the couch and Bella curls up against my side.

"I can't believe someone would hurt a little baby," she says, before sobbing against my chest.

I hold her as she cries and tears prick my eyes as well. Thank fuck, I can't remember those days. Knowing someone did that to me makes me so fucking angry, and so fucking sad at the same time. I couldn't even imagine what I'd do if I saw someone hurting Charlie in any way. Scratch that, I do know what I'd do. I would fucking kill that person. Who the hell could hurt a baby? What kind of monster fucking does that? A defenseless baby who did nothing to you.

"I can't believe it either," I respond in a shaky voice. "I wish he were still alive so I could beat the shit out of him."

"Oh, Edward," she cries, wiping her tears away with my shirt. "How could anyone want to hurt you? I just don't understand."

"Hush," I say, as I hold her face between my hands, as if she were the most precious thing in the world. Which, to me, she is. "Don't cry for me. I don't need your pity. All of that is over and done with."

I rub her back and try my best to comfort her, while she tries her best to comfort me. We hold each other as if we were grasping onto a life raft while being in the thrashing waters of the ocean during a horrible fucking storm. I guess I really needed to cry, because before I knew it, I was sobbing against her hair as she did the same against my chest.

"Thank God, she woke up, Edward," Bella says, as soon as her crying has calmed down. "If she hadn't…" she trails off with a shiver. "God, I don't even want to think about what would've happened if she didn't wake up and save you. I don't want to even think of anything bad happening to you."

I smile at her, though she is blurry through my tears. I pull her close and kiss her. Her lips always taste so good after she's been crying. They taste salty and feel so incredibly soft. I kiss her until my body relaxes and I only pull away when I need to breathe.

"Don't worry, baby. I can defend myself now," I tell her, trying to be reassuring.

"I just couldn't imagine it," she muses. "Waking up to find someone attacking your baby. God, I couldn't even imagine what I would do. I feel like my body would take over and I'd attack the man with all the strength I had. I can't believe your mom did that, because she's such a small woman."

I laugh, my mom is tiny, but seems that she's also fucking fierce. "I've heard of women lifting up cars to save their baby."

"I know your mom would do anything to save you," Bella smiles.

"She did. She gave me to my dad when she couldn't care for me anymore."

"Did she say why she hadn't contacted you for so many years?"

"Elizabeth wanted her out of their lives completely. Which, I guess I can understand, all things considered."

"It must have been very painful for everyone involved," Bella agrees.

"At least she's back in my life now."

"Your mom's lucky to have you, Edward."

I nod my head, although it's still hard to believe that any parent would want to have me.

"I'm going to have to thank her," Bella quietly says.

"What for?"

"For saving your life. I don't know where I'd be in this world without you."

A/N: He really needed his girl after our last chapter.

Also, I hadn't realized how many Charles there are in Twilight! Charlie is Bella's dad (of course) and Charles (Evenson) is Esme's ex-husband. I suppose it was poor planning on my part to name the baby Charlie as well…but it was such a cute name for a baby. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know it's just a coincidence and that's pretty much it. Sorry it's confusing.

Song- "Champagne Supernova" by Oasis.