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10/11/2022


Chapter 11

EPOV


I was pacing back and forth in the cell that I shared with another guy. He kept ogling me. He said he was my biggest fan and requested an autograph before either of us was released.

I ran my fingers through my hair. I wondered if I'd ever get released. I had already been here for more than two hours. I could imagine the stink Bella was stirring up out front, but I knew she would call her dad and my mom would be doing everything in her power to get me out as soon as possible.

I was so irate. I couldn't help myself when that guy called me a prick. He was definitely intimidating me and it worked. I was glad it was me instead of Bella. I knew if she got a hold of him, it would've been a lot worse. After watching her with Jasper, earlier, there was no way that guy would've been walking away.

I shook my head in disbelief. Why wouldn't they take my statement before passing judgment and arresting me?

Discrimination was what I was feeling because I was well known for my football career and the fact that I was the U- Dub coach. I was definitely filing a complaint against the department for that purpose.

Almost five hours later, I heard footsteps approaching. An officer stopped by my cell and began to unlock it, "Cullen,You've been sprung."

"It's about damn time," I complained. I was feeling like a petulant child at the moment, and I really didn't give a shit.

I followed the officer out to sign some papers and received my belongings. My watch, wallet, car keys and whatever little change I had.

I gathered my stuff and began to walk down a long hallway. When I passed one of the offices, I noticed Charlie was in the room, talking to Michael Newton. That motherfucker had another thing coming if he thought he could pull one over on me.

I stopped to watch Charlie as he talked. I wondered what was being said especially when Michael turned white as a ghost, and scared to death.

Charlie glanced up and noticed me watching. He motioned for me to join them in the room, "Hey, Marshal. Thanks for coming all the way down here; I'm sure you were busy."

"It's not a problem at all. My daughter needed me, so I was here as fast as I could," he sighed and sat down in a chair across from Michael. He pointed toward a chair, subtly telling me to take a seat, "Mr. Newton has decided not to press any charges against you. Apparently he was just trying to get a rise out of you. He won't be doing it again; will you Mr. Newton?"

Michael glanced between me and Charlie, "Uh...no. I'm sorry. You won't have to see me again, either," he said with a scowl.

"Oh, really? That's good news." That made me wonder what kind of dirt Charlie had on him. It had to be good enough to get him to back off. And to back off for good. I was definitely happy with that bit of information.

Charlie looked over at me, "We're all good here. I'm sure my daughter's worn a hole in the floor out there. She's probably bitched at every officer that would listen and if I know my daughter as well as I do, I'd say she was about to start planning your jailbreak."

"Yeah, I wouldn't doubt it." Charlie kept eyeing Michael, as if to get a point across about Bella being his daughter. Charlie knows the whole story about the Dwyer's and why Michael was constantly saying something about Bella's biological father every time they encountered each other.

I rose from my seat, turning toward the door to leave. Charlie called my name before I reached the door, "Yes, Marshal."

"I'll stop by her place when I'm all done here. Tell my daughter she can make me dinner since I'll be bunking in her spare room tonight," he said pointedly. I nodded my head and turned back for the door.

I was over my little childish act about him staying with us. Sort of. I was still a little nervous. Especially now that I was living with her. But, Charlie didn't know that…just yet.

I continued walking down the hallway, toward the front, to leave. I could hear Bella before I saw her, "You people are so incompetent around here. Those two assholes need to go back to the academy and learn their job all over again. Believe me, if I have anything to do with it, a complaint will be filed."

I stood watching her for a minute before I approached. I sighed, shaking my head. How in the world did I get so lucky to find a woman like her?

I rounded the corner and she caught sight of me. Before I knew what was happening, she launched herself at me. I almost fell backwards from the force of her impact. She kept peppering my face with kisses. It was like she hadn't seen me in days. "God, I missed you."

"I missed you, too, baby, but I wasn't in there that long. We go longer without seeing each other when we're at work," I said, kissing her back. I squeezed her as tight as I could. "It was only a little over five hours."

"It's not the same. You didn't deserve to be in there." I lowered her back to the floor. "Incompetent assholes," she said, raising her voice loud enough for someone to hear.

My mom was standing off to the side, signing some papers. Jasper and Alice were sitting, patiently waiting. When they glanced up and saw me, they stood and walked over to where we were, "It's about time, Rocky."

"Shut up. I didn't see you doing anything about him," I said, sarcastically.

"You're right. I have better self-control than you do," he said, snidely, smirking like he was a know-it-all.

"Fuck you. I have good self-control," I said, lightly punching his arm.

He chuckled and shook his head, "Can we leave now? I have a date with my girlfriend, but I had to make sure my cousin was okay before we headed out."

Bella still had her arms wrapped around me when we walked over to mom. She was gathering a bunch of papers and sticking them in her briefcase, "I have some papers for you to sign. You'll be filing a complaint against the two officers that arrested you for not following protocol." She closed her briefcase and stepped over to me. She reached out and wrapped one of her arms around me, "Always the knight and shining Armor."

"Gotta protect my girl," I said, smiling down at her.

Bella glanced up at me with a huge smile on her face. I leaned down and gave her a light kiss on her lips.

Mom smiled back at me, "Hey, while I'm thinking about it, have you moved your stuff from storage yet?" I shook my head. We hadn't had time to make it over to the storage to go through it. There wasn't much I needed from any of the stuff I had. Bella's place was already furnished with everything we needed. "No, why, what's up?"

"I was wondering if you had some memorabilia stashed away that could be auctioned off? It's to raise money for a foster home that needs some renovations done." My mom… she was always finding a way to collect money to help anyone that needed it.

"You can have anything you want. But, I am giving some furniture to one of the shelters. Some of their stuff is falling apart and they need it more than I do." After Bella asked me to live with her, she asked if I could donate my furniture to the shelter that was having more rooms built on. I didn't have an issue with it at all.

"Thank you." We started walking toward the exit. We all stopped and said our goodbyes out front. Bella had brought her car over to the precinct; following my mom. We made plans for me to be at her office first thing Monday morning to sign some papers.

Bella handed her keys over to me saying she'd rather me drive, "Will you be okay to drive home?"

"Yeah, I'm still a little pissed over that asshole. I wonder what your dad has on him." I said, putting the key into the ignition. "That's what got me out, by the way. Your dad told me that Michael was in the process of writing out his statement when he showed up. Apparently, what your dad has, stopped him. Then he was dragged into an interrogation room," I explained as I pulled out into the late afternoon, Saturday traffic. "I'm really curious now." I paused for a second, remembering what her dad said to me. "Oh, I was told by your dad, that he'll be staying with us tonight and that he expects you to cook him dinner."

"Sure. Whatever he wants." We were quiet for the rest of the ride, to pick up my truck. I could tell Bella was still upset about what was going on. Hearing the news that her biological grandparents were looking for her, had to kill ones spirits a little especially after the past she had with them.

I wasn't really sure what to say to her. Letting her stew about it for a little while would be the best way, then I would approach her. I didn't want her to bottle it all up, though, and then explode later, over it.

I pulled up next to my truck and waited a minute before exiting the car, "Hey, you gonna be okay?"

"Yeah, we'll talk about it when we get home. I need to call my mom and let her know what's going on. I'm sure she's worried because my dad left in a rush," she said, looking down at her hands in her lap.

"Okay. As long as you talk to me, okay?" She nodded, giving me her answer.

I leaned over the console between us and slid my hand along her shoulder, around her neck. She turned her head toward me and I placed a kiss on her lips, "I love you. I'll see you at home."

"Love you, too. Did my dad say what he expected for dinner?"

"No. Just that he expected it. Make him peanut butter and jelly," I suggested.

"No. He did this favor for us. He deserves a good home cooked meal for it." I kissed her again before climbing out of the car. She was right; Charlie did do this favor for us. Now we just needed to wait for him to get to our place and tell us what really happened.

On the way home, my cell rang. Glancing at the caller ID, it was my dad. I pressed the phone button on my steering whell. "Hey Dad."

"Hey, Rocky. Your mom told me what happened; you okay?"

"Why's everyone calling me Rocky?" Jasper said it, but now my dad? I didn't know whether to be irritated or laugh.

"I don't know, son. Maybe because you decked the guy," he stated, chuckling about the incident.

Apparently news traveled fast. My mom had called him and explained what was going on, since she was there to witness the whole thing. It was the same when Bella asked me to move in with her. "Yeah, well, he had it coming. At least we won't have to deal with him anymore. The Marshal has it all taken care of."

"That's good news," he said happily. "So, how's everything going with you living with Bella?"

"It couldn't be better. She's it for me, Dad. I can see myself marrying her one day," I said, smiling as I said the words.

If I knew my Dad, he was smiling, too. My parents just wanted me and Emmett to be happy. They weren't the type of parents to lecture us on how to live our lives. "Congratulations."

"What for? Finally finding someone that can put up with my bullshit?" I wasn't sure there was really anything to congratulate me for.

"Well, yeah. You know that all me and your mom want is for you to be happy and we haven't seen you happier since you've been with her. You're smiling all the time and I think you finally found your balls,"he said, teasingly.

I chuckled, "Gee thanks. Don't let her hear you say that. Especially when it comes to her dad. That man intimidates the hell out of me."

"If he didn't, I'd be worried. You have your head on straight, though, and if I'm correct on my assumption, there's gonna be a wedding in our future." I wasn't going to argue with him about that. I'd marry Bella tomorrow if I could.

"Mmm..." I hummed, thinking about when I could ask her to marry me. "Mom would be in her glory."

"You know your mother. Hey, how about you and Bella come out to the house tomorrow, for dinner? Emmett has some news to share with us. I don't know what it is, though. I'm thinking it has something to do with them moving to Seattle?" With him saying that, I felt like shit because I wasn't up to date with all the happenings with Emmett's career and personal life. It was kind of hard when I was busy with my own and a team to keep track of.

"We don't have any plans, but let me talk to Bella about it. She got some rather disturbing news today," I informed him, knowing he would understand if we had to decline.

I could hear papers rustling in the background, "Okay. Just give us a call in the morning and let us know."

"Will do. Talk to ya later, Dad."

"Talk to you later, bud. I love you, kid."

"Love you, too." I was never too old to tell my parents that I loved them. I was never embarrassed like some kids get when they become teenagers and think it isn't cool to tell your parents how you feel. That was never the case with me and Emmett. We were always full of hugs and familial love.

After our good-byes I tossed my phone on the seat next to me.

I had pulled over to the side of the road to talk my Dad. Bella continued driving, after seeing me pull over, and heading home. She should be home by the time I got there.

I merged back into traffic, heading home myself. When I pulled into the parking garage, Bella's car was already there.

When I walked in the door, she was in the kitchen, pulling stuff out to start dinner. I wondered if now would be a good time to see if she was ready to talk about what happened.

I walked in behind her, placing a kiss on her cheek. She seemed really deep in thought, "You ready to talk about what happened today?"

She shrugged her shoulders, "There's nothing really to talk about. I don't know those people. They may be my biological grandparents, but I don't owe them anything and they sure as heck don't owe me anything. They had their chance when I was little to be a part of my life. They're nothing to me. It just really pisses me off that they hired some asshole to find me and cause shit like today, to happen."

"We don't have to worry about him coming around anymore. Your dad said he'd tell us about it when he gets here." And I honestly hoped that Charlie was right, and Michael would leave us alone. "Oh, and my dad called on my way home, that's why I pulled over. He invited us to dinner tomorrow night. He said Emmett had some kind of announcement to make. I said I'd let him know in the morning, if you were up to it."

Bella started chopping some celery before replying, "I'd like that. I wanna see Rose, anyway. She called me last week wanting some info about volunteering. I just wanted to go over it with her." She threw the celery into a pot, "I wonder what kind of announcement? I'm sure it has something to do with them moving here. Did he get traded or drafted again or something?"

"I honestly don't know. I haven't been paying any attention. Some brother I am, huh?" I opened the fridge to pull a bottle of water out. "But, if it's because they're moving here, I'd say he did get drafted and Seattle snatched him up. I think his contract was up with Green Bay, anyway. Oh, and if Rose asked about volunteering, I'd say they're moving here."

I sent a quick text to my mom, letting her know that we would be there tomorrow for dinner. "Did you call your mom?"

"Yeah, my dad called her and let her know what was going on. She knows he's staying here, tonight," she said, placing the pot full of all sorts of goodness, on the stove.

Charlie showed up just before dinner was done. Bella made some sort of chicken stew, but I wasn't complaining. I ate until I had Dunlap disease – my belly dun- lapped over my belt.

After dinner, we settled into the living room and watched a little TV. I was waiting for Charlie to share his information with us, and apparently the man can read minds, too, because he finally spoke up.

"So, kiddo, apparently Mr. & Mrs. Dwyer are looking for you," Charlie said, sitting up on the love-seat, "That guy Michael told me they hired him, but he swore he didn't have any idea why they needed info on you. He just reported back to them when he had an encounter with Edward or when he could talk to you. He said he told them your address, where you worked, what kind of car you drive and most recently, who you're dating." Charlie chuckled, "He said they seemed really interested when he told them you lived in a really fancy high rise building and that you were dating the famous Edward Cullen."

Bella turned and looked at me. She had a devious look on her face, "You're famous? I had no idea. What aren't you telling me?" She joked. I knew she was only trying to lighten the mood.

I smiled at her and pulled her into my side, tickling her, "You know exactly who I am."

Bella sat back up and scooted to the edge of the couch, "Is there anything you can do? Maybe run a background check on them? See if you can find out what they've been up to for the last twelve years because I honestly don't have any idea why they'd want to find me."

"Yeah, I'll call it in on Monday." Charlie sighed, "So, you wanna know what I got on Michael, don't you?" Charlie chuckled, already knowing we definitely wanted to know what his deal was.

"Yes. It can't be good if you got him to back off from us," Bella said, leaning back against the couch.

Charlie reached for his briefcase that was leaning against the coffee table in front of him. He pulled a manila folder from it and opened it, "It looks like our friend Michael here is an accessory to murder. He's also been involved in a car theft ring. He'd mark certain cars to be stolen and he made a profit from it. There's a whole list of things, and he had a warrant out for his arrest; I was just waiting for the right time to use it." Charlie shook his head. "He was a real piece of work. He gave himself away when he called the cops on you. He felt real stupid once he was placed under arrest."

"I bet he did, " I said. "Thanks for your help, Marshal. I really do appreciate it. I'd probably still be sitting in that cell if it weren't for you."

"Yeah, yeah, don't mention it." He stood up from the love- seat, tossing the folder down on the table, "Well, I'm off to bed. You two have plans for tomorrow?"

"Just dinner at my parents. What time are you heading out?" I asked, honestly wondering if I should sleep in or get up to bid the Marshal farewell.

"I'm outta here bright and early. I promised Renee I'd be back before lunch, tomorrow. You two can sleep in." Charlie started walking toward the steps, waving over his shoulder, "Good night you two."

"Night dad," Bella said. All of a sudden she jumped up from the couch, "Hey dad." She walked up to him looking a tad guilty, "Um… there was something I forgot to tell you. Edward moved in with me. I thought I'd let you know."

Charlie looked a little taken aback, but he chuckled, "I knew it was gonna happen the last time I was here. I'm too tired to talk about it, so good luck." He leaned down and kissed Bella on the cheek.

"Thanks dad. Good night." "Night, Marshal."

Bella and I stayed up for another thirty minutes before heading up to bed. I was completely exhausted. I was counting on passing out by the time my head hit the pillow.

We finished our regular nightly routine and climbed into bed. We gave each other a kiss before snuggling in. We were passed out in no time.

Sometime during the night, I had to shake Bella awake. She was practically screaming out from a nightmare. I was expecting this to happen after what she learned about the Dwyers, "Baby, wake up." I gave her a little shake, "Bella, baby, wake up."

A loud sob broke from her chest. She was close to hyperventilating, "Take deep breaths, and try to calm down. You're at home; I'm here with you. Nothing's gonna get to you; I won't let it."

She opened her eyes and it immediately dawned on her that she had been dreaming. She quickly moved to sit in my lap and wrapped her arms around me, "I just want it all to go away. Why do they have to do this to me?"

"I don't know, baby; we'll find out. Your dad will make sure of it, but you need to calm down, right now, okay." I rubbed my hands up and down her back, soothing her.

"I'm trying. I can't get their faces out of my head. It's like their haunting me," she expressed, pulling back from our embrace.

I cupped her cheek and kissed her lips, "I'm here for you. You don't have to do this alone."

There was a soft knock on the door, "Come in."

Charlie poked his head inside, "Everything okay in here? I heard Bella screaming."

"Yeah," Bella answered in a raspy voice. "Just a bad dream about people I'd rather spend the rest of my life never seeing, again." She slid off my lap on her side of the bed and laid back down, pulling the blankets up over her body.

Charlie walked into the room and sat down on the bed next to her, "You sure you're okay? I thought these nightmares ended a long time ago?"

"Yeah, I'll be okay. I've got my Knight and shining armor here to protect me," she said, jokingly. And then she shook her head. "I still have dreams every once in a while. Not as bad as when I was a kid."

"Alright," he said, patting her leg, "If you're sure you're okay, I'm gonna head back to bed. I need to get up in a couple of hours and head out. Come get me if you guys need anything, okay."

"Thank you, daddy. Sorry I woke you up," Bella said as Charlie stood from the bed. He then gave me the evil eye before he turned for the door,

"Don't worry about it. Good-night." I knew his glare at me is because I'm sleeping with his daughter and because I would be sleeping with her every night from now on.

After Charlie left, I slid back down in the bed next to Bella and pulled her to me. Her back to my front; I kissed her neck, "I love you."

"Love you, too," she replied, pulling my hand in between her tits. She did that every night. I was like her security blanket.

We woke around eleven the next morning. I still felt a little tired, but I needed to get up. When I got downstairs, there was coffee ready for us. I'm pretty sure Charlie made it before he left.

Bella wasn't far behind me. We made our coffee and settled in at the breakfast bar before she got up to make us some food.

Since it was lunch time, she made sandwiches with some potato salad. She always made the best damn food.

For the rest of the day, we lounged around not doing anything really. I was a little anxious to find out what kind of news my brother wanted to share, and around five-thirty, we headed upstairs to start getting ready. I was headed for the shower when Bella got my attention, "Can I join you?"

"You don't even need to ask," I said, smiling from ear to ear.

We stripped out of our clothes and climbed in under the hot water. It felt good running down my back as I stood, watching Bella as she lingered under the water on the other side of the shower. "What are you looking at?"

"You." I smiled, my heart melting from how beautiful she is.

She stepped closer to me and placed both of her hands on my chest, "What about me?"

"You amaze me." I leaned down and kissed her. "You always leave me wanting more." I kissed her again. "You're beautiful inside and out." Another kiss. "You have a huge heart." A lingering kiss. "I'm so in love with you that it's so hard to take my eyes off you."

She wrapped her arms around me and cupped both of my butt cheeks in her hands, "The feeling's mutual," she said, but then pulled back from me, "Someone's really happy to see me."

"He's always happy to see you." She moved one of her hands to my front and wrapped her hand around my hardened shaft. She pumped me a few times, slowly. "Bella, don't start something you can't finish."

"Who says I'm not gonna finish?" She looked at me devilishly.

Bella amazed me again with our shower time. After our tryst, she turned around to face me, smiling seductively, placing her hands on my heaving chest, "You like smacking my ass?"

"Oh, yeah. You still surprise me, you know that." I wrapped my arms around her and placed a kiss on her neck, "We better hurry and get washed up, but anytime you wanna do that again, I'm game." I had bent her over and took advantage of her wet ass by smacking it while I drove into her.

"I'm always game to try new stuff with you," she said, rising up on her tippy toes to kiss me, "I love you, Sex Master."

"Sex Master, huh? I don't know about that." I kissed her again, "Although, I can be a sexual deviant when I want."

She reached for the body wash and squirted some into her hand and began to rub it over her chest. I couldn't help but watch her. She was on the verge of making me hard again.

Before the shower was over and we were clean, I ended up with a mind blowing blowjob. Which in turn, caused us to run behind so, we hurriedly got dressed and raced for the door.

We made it to my parents' house, in no time. My mom and Rose were setting the table when we walked through the door, so Bella offered to help.

I could hear Emmett laughing when I approached the living room. He turned when he heard me come in, "It's about time you got here. Where's Bella?"

"She's in the kitchen helping mom and Rose. What are you two doing?" I sat on the other end of the couch where Emmett was sitting.

"Dad was telling me about this couple that wanted an extra room added on to their house. It turned out to be a sex play room," he explained.

I quirked my brows at him, "What's so funny about that?"

"The couple was in their late sixties. Can you imagine? I just hope I can still get it up when I'm their age," he said as he got up and started walking toward the kitchen.

About that time, Bella poked her head around the corner to tell us that dinner was ready. I was glad she was so comfortable here since it was her first time helping my mom out in her kitchen.

We all settled down to eat. When we neared the end of the meal, Emmett cleared his throat, "So, I'm sure you guys already know, but I wanted to be the one to personally tell you that I'll be playing for the Seattle Seahawks. My contract was up with Green Bay and I had the opportunity to play for Seattle, so that's one of the main reasons we're moving here. Plus, I wanted to be closer to the family; I couldn't pass it up."

"Congratulations, son. I'm proud of you," Dad said, getting up from the table to give Emmett a hug.

"We have more news," Emmett said, glancing around at everyone.

My mom's head perked up. "We're expecting our first baby; due in July." His smile was a mile wide and his eyes actually sparkled when he shared his news.

"Oh, my God! That's so awesome,"Bella Erupted. She pushed back from the table and wrapped her arms around Rosalie. She had tears in her eyes. It made my heart clinch at the thought of a baby. We had our accidents which could have turned out differently. Some would say we dodged a bullet, but honestly, I would've been very happy if that bullet would've hit head-on.

"Congrats, brother. I was wondering how long it would take for you two to procreate," I said, getting up from the table and pulling him into a hug.

"Thanks, bro," we pulled away from our hug. "We've actually been trying for a while. She's only four weeks along."

My mom was sobbing and completely overwhelmed with the news, "Oh, this is such a blessing. You guys are making us grandparents. Carlisle, we're gonna be grandparents."

"I know, honey. I heard the news." I was sure he was just as overwhelmed as she was, but with him being male, he couldn't show his excitement like her. He didn't want to lose his manhood much like I would if I was told I was going to be a dad.

My mom got up from the table and wrapped herself around Emmett. His face almost turned blue from lack of oxygen, "Ma, you're choking me."

I turned toward Rosalie and pulled her into a hug, "Congrats, sis; you guys will make great parents."

"Thank you. Now all we need is for you to knock Bella up so that I don't have to be pregnant alone," she said, pulling back from the hug and looking up at me.

"In due time, I'm sure. I'd knock her up tonight, if she'd let me," I whispered to her, looking over at Bella as she hugged my mother.

We all finished dinner. Bella helped my mom and Rose clean up in the kitchen, while us three men, went into my dad's office and had a drink. My dad always had the best whiskey. Always single barrel. He had a fifty year old bottle of scotch once, which Emmett and I got into one time when my parents were out of town. Needless to say, Emmett and I couldn't sit down for a week after that. Imagine getting a spanking at the age of fourteen and fifteen. We never touched his whiskey again.

That night on our way home, Bella was really quiet. I wondered if her nightmare was still haunting her, "What's on your mind, sweetness?"

"Just thinking. I'm really happy for Emmett and Rose," she said, looking out the window as I drove through the downtown streets of Seattle, heading towards home.

"Yeah, me too. I knew they were trying, but I don't know, I didn't think it would happen that quickly," I said, glancing over at Bella.

Bella sighed and spoke softly, "They'll be great parents."

"They will. What's really bothering you? You seem off in another world," I queried, reaching over, grabbing her hand. I laced our fingers together when she looked down at them. "Tell me."

"I'm just being emotional. I kept thinking about the defective condoms and if I ended up pregnant after, you know. It's just...I could be pregnant with Rose so we could share the experience together," she explained. My heart ached for her, but I didn't know the right words to say.

"I know. We can work on that tonight, if you'd like." I grinned at her, wiggling my eyebrows. I knew she was on her period, but l could always get her in the shower like we did before we went to my parents. I pulled out, that time, though.

There wasn't any sign of blood, but I really wasn't looking for any. I just wanted her bent over with her ass in the air for me.

"As much as I'd like that, I think we'll wait a little longer. I still want it to be just you and me for a while," she said, raising our hands and kissing the back of mine.

I smiled at her again, "Okay, you just tell me when and I'm all for it." She nodded, letting me know she heard me.

We made it home and headed straight up to our room to get ready for bed. Tomorrow started another long week for us.


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