First and foremost this is the original story before I started to rewrite it... and got stuck in the writing of the rewrite. If you are following the rewrite you will notice quite glaring differences between this and the one you have already started following. I do not intend on giving up with the rewritten version, however, I think you guys waiting for me to get over my blank slate of a muse isn't going to happen any time soon. So I am re-posting the original. This was my first completed story and it is very different from how my last stories flow.

Secondly, this is not beta'ed. NOT AT ALL. There will be mistakes in spelling (I'm Australian and some words we spell differently). The layout will honestly have you wondering what the hell I was thinking. I wasn't; well that's not true. What I was thinking was that I knew what I was doing and screw anyone else... yes I was a conceited little shit even at the age of 31.

Thirdly, there are 68 chapters to this story, including the epilogue and two outtakes. All of which have been uploaded to my profile I will try to upload as often as I can. Please understand that I have a busy life in the real world. This includes two children, one grown and the other with disabilities. So while I should be able to update wherever I am, if something happens please understand that I will miss updating.

Last but not least. I am not SM. Not even close. I do not own the franchise, work in any capacity with the publishing houses or studios. I merely escaped from reality to play with some characters that I fell in love with while reading four books in a matter of days.

"Pa, what do you think, is it ready for me to bring her back?" I called from behind the home that had taken me nearly 2 months to get ready for me, Bella and Junior to finally move into.

The paddocks had been carefully checked for snake holes, the damage had been repaired after that ass clown had broken in and the little upgrades that I wanted to do had been done. Had to admit that Bella had a point after all the work that I had done around the place even before we move in I felt like I was putting in just as much as she was. And when you put in all the work that will inevitably be done while we live here I will definitely be a fair share of ownership.

"I think you're just about there, only you have to check out the barn if you want to bring any horses here." He called as he walked through the house closing the windows after we had painted and wanting to get rid of that fuck awful smell that was left in its way.

I made my way towards the barn wondering what the hell he was going on about; the barn was fine when I checked it out before we started anything on the house. It was where we were storing all the shit that we needed to do all the repairs and shit like that. Had to wonder if he was losing his mind or something like that in his old age, but Bella and I liked my ass right where it was; I wasn't gonna say anything about his age. He already felt old being a grandpa sometimes.

"Pa you out here?" I called as I saw the building in question.

It wasn't so much as old but it sure had that rustic feel to the place, wooden doors that stood high enough that even Jacob and the boys could walk through without any problems of hitting their heads; tall ass fuckers that they were. The smell of straw and hay met my nose before I got too close to the actual doors, something that always made me think of home when I was out at boot camp years ago.

"Get your ass in here boy." Pa called as I stood where I was lost in the smell that held so fucking many memories. I chuckled at his call; the Texan man in him was out today.

I found him in one of the stables in the rear of the barn sitting there nursing a beer and a cooler sitting beside him. Now where the hell he stashed that thing I don't know but I had to have one of those cold drinks fast. As if reading my mind he threw one at me while the crinkles in his eyes held back the laughter that was just waiting to fall from his fucking mouth.

"Sit your ass down son, I wanna talk to you about some things." He slapped the straw covered ground beside him like he used to when I was younger and I had the distinct thought that I was once again in shit with him.

"So pa, what's on your mind?" I asked as I took the position beside him leaning back on the hay bale that was currently lined the back of the stall.

"I gotta say I'm damned proud of you boy. I know I may not say it much but you've done good with your life so far. But you can't always work for Demetri for the rest of your life. What you got planned for the next couple of years?" his eyes leveled me with the intensity that was clearly written all over his face to match.

Demetri had been good about all the shit that had been going on since I started to work for him, but I know he needs someone who was able to work without all the sudden twists and turns that have been a common thing in my life for the last year and a half. I loved my life and he knew that Bella and Junior would always come first.

"From your silence you haven't really thought about it have you?" pa nudged me back to reality and away from my thoughts.

Turning my head toward the old man, I had to wonder what the hell he was going on about. He wouldn't bring this sort of thing up unless he had something to say about it. "Look son, you know I don't mess in your life or Peter's for that matter, but you have a family now. You've manned up and taken responsibility for all the things you've done before; you've served your country and made me damned proud doing it. And scaring the shit outta you momma doing it might I add. You've got a woman that loves you for some god only knows reason and a son that is beyond anything you could have ever imagined. What do you want to do next?" he sat there drinking his cold beer while watching the changing sky outside.

Fucking Yoda had something there. At least I knew where Peter got that shit from. I just sat there thinking of what I wanted to do with my life now. Working for D was great but did I really want to do that for the rest of my life. Simple answer there was no, I liked doing shit with my hands it the main reason that I wanted to do this place up myself; and if pa hadn't overheard me and Bella talking about it I probably have done so with a lot more cussing. It's also part of the reason why I joined the army.

"Alright enough of the deep shit and all that crap, when you gonna make an honest woman outta Bella already?" he asked throwing another fucking thing at me unexpectedly. He was enjoying this shit I fucking swear.

"Pa, it's gonna happen, but things need to cool down a bit. Fucking ass clown goes to trial next week, Junior's one in a month and now you got me thinking about what I wanna be when I grow up. Shit your worse than a woman with all the questions." I kicked his leg waiting for the backhand I knew I was gonna get; well what I was expecting.

"Besides, she's a Whitlock regardless of name. She ain't getting away from me ever." I took a swig of my beer knowing what was coming up soon.

Bella had decided that she wanted to get married sooner than we had planned. Little Bella had already started walking and Junior was enjoying the freedom his feet had been giving him for the last 2 months now. Once the trial was over she was getting stuck into the plans of everything. I watched as Pa's mouth twitched trying to hide his smirk. He was itching to have Bella be a Whitlock in name just as much as I was, but I was fucking better at hiding that shit than he was.

"Come on let's get outta here. By the time we get back home Bella and your momma should be just about finished cooking dinner." He said standing while grabbing the cooler that had been his arm rest since he started talking.

I had just got to the car before he fucking clouted me up the back of the head.

"Don't even ask boy, you knew that was coming." He chuckled as he made his way towards the passenger door. For an old guy he's fast as hell, sneaky too.

"And while you're at it the place is finished. Bring the girl around soon. Maybe even drop Junior off at home for the night so you can go out and have some fun." Now how the hell am I gonna get that thought out of my head.

The drive back to the house was quiet, both of us lost in our thoughts; well at least I knew I was. I was definitely going to take Pa up on that offer to take Junior for the night soon so I could show Bella our home. Fuck that sounds good, our home.

As we pulled up to the house, you could hear the laughter from inside, and I had to wonder what had them laughing so much. Usually it was something to do with the stories that momma would tell of me and Peter growing up. I knew that most of the embarrassing stories were being held back but only until I had that woman legally bound to me in every way. I glanced over towards Pa wondering if he too was a little concerned with how much noise was coming from inside. He just shrugged his shoulders and headed towards the door calling out to anyone that would listen that we were back.

I think I made it into the front room before I was attacked but a little pair of hands near my knee. I couldn't help it the cheeky little bugger had caught me by surprise once again. Yep that boy was definitely a Whitlock in every sense. I looked down at the big brown eyes that had told everything just like his momma's did, and couldn't help but smile. The boy had me fucking wrapped around his little finger and he wasn't even one yet. I literally scooped him up in my arms gaining a giggle from him and a smile to match as we headed towards the kitchen where the noise seemed to be coming from. There they were at the table with flour smudged on their faces and smiles that were reaching their eyes.

"Something sure smells good, what you two cooking?" pa called from the doorway towards the back end of the room.

"Food, what else do you think?" Bella answered not even skipping a fucking beat. Gotta love a woman who can do that shit.

"Figured that much, but what are you cooking? You know specifics." I rolled my eyes as both momma and Bella wouldn't answer me.

I made my way over towards the women and had to laugh; if pa had actually walked over he'd have seen all the different shapes of prepared cookies sitting on trays waiting to be put in the oven.

"Finished yet?" Bella asked as she softly kissed my cheek and while I turned into her to take it a little further she had already moved on to the next tray of god only knows what they were making.

I heard the giggle coming from Junior's mouth as he started to play with the piece of dough Bella had given him. I nodded my head and watched as her eyes lit up.

"Hey Momma, do you think you would mind taking the little man overnight tomorrow. I wanna take my girl out." I called from my side of the table. Her eyes lit up like fireworks.

She'd been trying to get us to leave Junior with her for the last few weeks, well ever since we got back from Forks. We got chewed out for taking her grand-baby away from her without notice so I wasn't gonna be doing that shit again. Her head rivaled one of those bobble headed dolls you see on the dash board of those old ass cars. I smiled once more at Bella as I put down Junior and made my way over for that kiss that I wanted. Nothing was going to stop me this time.