A/N Happy National Macaroon Day? Seriously, today is a weird choice, there's the macaroons, Save Your Hearing Day, Speak In Complete Sentences Day (I should probably work on that one) and What You Think Upon Grows Day (my mind goes in a very dirty place for this one. I doubt that surprises any of you).

Tomorrow, however is Oscar the Grouch day. Since I had a hamster named after Oscar when I was five, I think I'll celebrate that one. True story, apparently he died because I was too rough with him, as five-year-olds can be. My parents, of course, told me that he'd gotten lost because my mom hadn't shut the cage properly. I believed that lie for a good decade before I was informed that he'd died and it was probably my fault. TRAUMA! I'll never get over the lies. hehe I kid, but really, harsh.

I must sincerely thank you all for the love you gave last chapter. Truly, it blew me away. Pretty sure I got more reviews on that chapter than any other save the first one, when you were all excited these guys were back. And I heard from a lot of people that never review any story, that were so touched by Danny's death and Edward's actions, that they felt compelled to let me know. That you all cared so much for a little boy that I created, and that you felt that I did him justice, meant the world to me. To thank you all, for getting why I did what I did, and for the love you showed all my characters. As a writer, that definitely touches a special place in my heart.

This chapter will take us back to the place we're used to being with these guys, lighter and fluffier. Danny won't be forgotten, and of course he'll be addressed, along with his family, as we go, but we're certainly not going to go to that sad place again. Not to say some of us might not tear up a time or two, but it won't be like last chapter. I promise! Enjoy getting away with E&B this chapter, plus the return of Rainbow, who always makes things better. And if you want a link to see the places discussed, it's on my profile below the house. Enjoy and I'll see you next week.

ETA I forgot to mention this story and Sideline got nominated in the Fanatic Fanfics Multifandom awards for Favorite WIP and Favorite Comedy respectively. Thank you so much for the nominations! As always, these are a good place to find good fics to read, and this one has other fandoms, which is always awesome. Voting starts today at fanaticfanficsawards dot blogspot dot com. Go find some good reading material!

Getting Blitzed Chapter 38

"You're not helping."

Rainbow looked up at me from her spot inside the box I was attempting to pack, completely unconcerned that she was in the way. She liked getting fur all over my clothes. In fact, she took the time to use her paws to push my shirts around until she had the perfect setting before turning a circle and lying down.

"You're a brat, Rainbow."

I was pretty sure she was smirking at me. That was fucked up.

"I'm trying to get shit done, you know. We're moving in three weeks, and right now, you're making me sorry that I got that work order to rip down that lattice shit so that you'd have unobstructed views from the porch."

I reached in to lift her unhelpful ass out, and she put a paw on my hand. I sighed and sat back.

"I know. There's time. I just…I need something to do, you know? To take my mind off of…"

I couldn't even say it. The past couple of weeks had been brutal, watching Danny waste away, and I could only imagine how the Prentices were doing. I'd thought about calling them a ton of times, but what the hell could I say? The whole thing was fucked up and wrong. It had been three days since we'd buried him, and I couldn't get the image of that little coffin out of my head. So fucking wrong.

Rainbow head-butted me, purring away. I scratched between her ears, making her purr harder.

"Yeah, you have it easy, don't you? The only people you care about are healthy. Your biggest problem is going to be adjusting to a new home and a new baby."

The baby. Dani. She was on my mind constantly, too. It was bad enough that I had to worry about all the boys who were on the way, all of whom would be out to steal my little girl, but I also had those haunting images of Danny in my mind.

"If she ever gets sick-no. I can't think about that. I won't think about it. Reed Girl says I'm just going to make myself crazy and you can't fight what's not even there. And she's right, but fuck. I want to fight it. I want to know that our Dani's going to be healthy and happy and safe. Is that so fucking wrong?"

Rainbow seemed to think it wasn't, because she gave me another head-butt. And on the screen, Dallas scored a fucking touchdown. Fuckers.

"I wish we were in the playoffs. It'd give me something else to focus on, something to fucking do besides think."

"I have something you can concentrate on."

I looked up from the spot on the floor and saw Reed Girl standing in the doorway. She was all wrapped up in her winter coat, with gloves and a scarf. She looked really fucking cute. I watched with interest as she began shedding layers, leaving only her leggings and a form-fitting red sweater when she was done. Her baby bump had doubled in size over the past few weeks, it seemed.

She walked over to me, sitting down on the bed. Her cheeks were flushed from the cold, but her eyes were sparkling. She looked happy and healthy. Thank fuck for that.

"Is that all you're taking off? Because I thought you had something for me to concentrate on, and you were doing a good job by removing your clothes."

She laughed and gave me a smacking kiss. "That's all I'm taking off on my own. Now, if you wanted to assist me…" She giggled as I reached for her. "Later, Champ."

Damn it. I sat back. "Did you have a good time with Kim, baby?"

Reed Girl smiled. "I did. She got to hear the baby's heartbeat for the first time. We both cried."

I reached up and touched her cheek. "I'm sure you did."

"It was good, though. It was a reminder." She put her hand over mine, linking our fingers together. "Life goes on. Even though some miracles don't happen, plenty of them do." Her other hand rested over our daughter. "I felt her."

"What?"

The smile that lit Reed Girl's face was beyond beautiful. "There was a little flutter inside me while Kim was getting her sonogram. It was our Dani moving inside me. The first time I felt it."

Fluttering? Like my love flutters? "Was it weird?"

I put my hand over hers, trying to feel the baby moving for myself, even though the book said she'd feel it first. That hardly seemed fair. I mean, yeah, it probably was, considering she was the one who had to do all the work growing our baby and shit, but still. I wanted to feel her, too.

"It wasn't weird. It was…amazing. I cried, Kim cried, and the doctor laughed at us." She giggled. "I couldn't wait to come home to tell you about it. She feels even more real now."

"She's pretty damn real already, baby." I ran my hand over her belly.

"I know. And I know your mind is all caught up in the what ifs now, with good reason, but Edward, she's real. She's going to be healthy and perfect and all ours. We're all going to be okay. Better than okay. We're going to be great."

I shook my head. "You can't guarantee that, baby."

"Okay, maybe not, but I can promise to cherish every moment we have with her and with each other. Life doesn't come with guarantees, so we may as well enjoy the good times. And we're going to have a lot of them."

Rainbow chose that moment to pop her head up and peer at us over the box.

"See? Rainbow agrees."

They were both right, of course. I ran a hand through my hair. "I'm trying, baby. I just can't seem to think about anything else. It's all out of my control, and I fucking hate that."

Reed Girl stilled my hand and pulled it back to the baby. "That's why you need something else to focus on. I think we should get out of here for a little while."

I stared at her. Was she serious? "We're moving in three weeks. You're supposed to start the music program next week. Where could we possibly go?"

My wife smirked at me. "You owe me a honeymoon, mister. And I'm officially collecting it right now."

"But-"

"No buts, except for yours and mine in the sand on some beach. I want sunshine and warmth and some time with my husband before chaos descends again. We'll hire people to pack, and I'll push back the music for a week. It'll give them more time to get permission slips signed. Emily warned me that the first week back to school after winter break would be insane anyway."

"What about Rainbow? I guess I could call Sammy to watch her."

"Rainbow comes with us." Reed Girl squeezed my hand. "She deserves a vacation, too. We'll drop her off with the family, hit a beach for a week or so, and then spend a few days with everyone in Tallahassee. I think it would do us some good. We didn't see them for the holidays."

I had to admit, it sounded good. "Where do you want to go?"

"A resort where the most we have to do is open our door and walk a few feet onto the beach. I don't care where. Get me out of this crappy winter weather and give me my honeymoon."

For the first time in weeks, I felt myself smiling. "So, instead of wearing fifty layers of clothes, you'll be wearing nothing but a tiny bikini for days on end?"

She grinned. "Yeah. You're the only one who might enjoy that view, but who cares?"

I pulled her off the bed and onto my lap. "Fuck that noise. You're sexy as hell, but I'm the only one who's gonna see it."

She wrapped her arms around my neck. "That's right. Just you and me, the water, and a bed. That's all we need."

No. It wasn't. "You're all I need." I gave her a searing kiss that left us both breathless. "Thank you, baby."

She smiled and rested her head on my shoulder. "You're welcome. That's what I'm here for."

Thank fuck for that. I held her several minutes, before she sat back and grinned at me.

"Okay, enough loafing. We have plans to make." She popped up and grabbed the laptop, thrusting it at me. "You look for a place. I'll call Alice and get the ball rolling."

I opened my browser as Dallas scored again. The jealousy I'd felt earlier wasn't there this time. Next year I'd be in the playoffs. This year? I was taking my wife on our honeymoon. She was right. I needed to get out of Jersey for a bit and get my head on straight. I had to find the joy in my life again. And on a beach with my gorgeous wife seemed like a damn good place to start.

Xoxoxoxox

"Oh, Edward! This is…this is beyond beautiful. This is way too much!" She threw her arms around me and gave me a hard kiss.

I smirked at Reed Girl's enthusiasm. I'd thought with all the traveling that she'd be worn out, but apparently the beach had revived her. I really couldn't blame her, though. This place was fucking phenomenal.

"Seriously, I thought we'd get a room at Atlantis or something. Our own private island? Do I even want to know what this cost?"

I laughed, shaking my head. She really didn't. "There are four other houses, so it's not completely private. Plus the staff and whatnot. But this is our private beach, should you want to see about having no tan lines." I waggled my eyebrows at her, making her laugh her ass off.

"Sure. The instant you saw a boat on the horizon, you'd herd me inside and have me back in my winter coat."

That was…true. Nobody was allowed to look at my wife naked but me. "I'm the only one allowed to see you naked. It's another of the vows."

She grinned. "I'm good with that vow as well." She took the captain's hand, stepping off the boat.

I started to grab our bags, but he waved me off. "I'll get these. Take your lovely wife and show her your cottage."

So, I took my girl's hand and we made our way up the pier. "This is the Pier House, baby. I thought you'd enjoy sitting out here at night, looking at the stars, not to mention tanning here or on the sand."

All the houses here were great, but a couple of them had a rockier terrain. I wasn't risking Reed Girl falling and hurting herself or our baby. The flatter surface had decided me.

We walked past the white sand, straight up onto the porch, which was draped with filmy white curtains. The front door was right there, and I pushed it open before lifting my wife into my arms and carrying her over the threshold. It was our honeymoon, after all, even if it was two months later. Had it really only been two months?

Reed Girl gasped. "Oh, my God. Can we move here?"

I laughed, taking in the rustic but comfortable-looking furniture. There was wood and art everywhere we looked, from sculptures to paintings. There were two large master-bedroom suites. I selected the one with the big bathtub that we could share later. The porch stretched in front of the room, making it easy to just walk from our bedroom straight out to the water.

I gently set Reed Girl down on the bed. The captain brought our bags in, and I thanked him, handing him a tip. Once he left, my wife propped herself up on her elbows, smiling at me.

"So, now will you tell me where we are? The Bahamas, I assume, but what is this place?"

I had to laugh. She'd been pestering me about where we were going since I'd taken my laptop from her and told her it was my job to plan the honeymoon and surprise her. She'd asked when we got to Tally and dropped Rainbow off with Shorty; she'd asked again when we'd arrived in Miami and again when our plane had landed on a private airstrip. Then I'd ushered her straight onto the boat and given the captain orders not to tell her anything.

"It's called Musha Cay, and believe it or not, it's owned by David Copperfield."

She shook her head, looking outside at the blue-green water. "I can believe it. This place is magical."

I hoped so. We needed a little magic in our world again. I threw myself down on the bed next to her.

"There are several places to dine-some formal, some not-plus an outdoor movie theater. There's karaoke and other crap like that, which we can do if you really want."

She chuckled and gave me a smacking kiss. "I think we can pass on the singing, but a movie might be nice one night. I'd like to snuggle with you under the stars."

"You can snuggle with me anywhere you like, baby."

She draped her left leg over both of mine. "Here works, too." Her lips met mine in a long, slow kiss. "This is perfect, Edward. Thank you for doing this for me."

I shook my head, looking into her beautiful brown eyes. "We both know that you did this for me. And it was a good call. Getting away, being alone with you; there's nothing I could want more."

Reed Girl kissed me again and moved over to straddle me. "Are you sure there's nothing more you could want?"

My hands automatically went up to cup her breasts. "Just you, baby. All of you."

She grinned and reached down, pulling her yellow sundress over her head. "Have me, then. Here, and on the beach, and on a boat if we can get one, and in the bathtub, and wherever else we can find."

She was perfect. Absolutely perfect for me. And fucking stunning in her skimpy underwear. "I'm good to go in all those places and more, Mrs. Cullen." I'd rent us a boat-fuck, I'd buy us a boat to make love to her on the water.

"Good, Mr. Cullen. Now, why don't you relax and let me thank you for going above and beyond, as usual. You spoil me."

I grinned up at her. "That's my job." I put my hand on her belly. "I'm going to spoil both of my girls. You better get used to it."

Her hands joined mine and her eyes got teary. "We will. And I may get used to it, but I'll never take it for granted. I love you, so much."

I sat up and wrapped my arms around her. "I love you too, Reed Girl. Always will."

"That sounds good to me."

She kissed me, moving her sexy body against mine and getting us both worked up in no time. My shirt came off, as did her bra, and it wasn't long before we were naked and I was buried inside her. Her moans mixed with the sounds of the waves lapping against the shore. It was fucking phenomenal. It was everything a honeymoon should be. We came together, in perfect harmony like we always were.

I was more grateful than I could ever say that Reed Girl had given me the kick in the ass to give her what she deserved and what we both needed. I already felt a million times better, and the awesome sex was only a small reason why. She was the reason. Always.

Xoxoxoxoxo

"I can't get over this."

I had to smile at Reed Girl's disbelief as we took our seats at the table. Even I had to admit, it was pretty impressive. We were dining on the pier that led away from the main restaurant, with a gorgeous sunset lighting the sky and lanterns decorating the table and dock around us. There were a few people eating inside the actual restaurant, but for our first night here, I'd wanted to wow my wife by feeding her right on top of the water.

For her part, Bella looked absolutely stunning. We'd managed to drag ourselves the ten feet or so it took to get from our bed onto the private beach eventually, getting a few hours of sun. My girl had a golden glow that was only accented by the sunset and candles. She was in a loose-fitting white sundress that was so big I couldn't even see the baby bump. She looked fucking gorgeous. The only thing missing to complete the island picture was a flower in her hair.

Reed Girl positively beamed at the waiter when he came to take our drink order. I stuck to water out of solidarity, and she sighed as he walked away to get our drinks and salads.

"Maybe someday we can come back when I'm not pregnant and I can have one of those fruity tropical drinks. I can practically feel them calling my name."

I took her hand and kissed it. "I'll bring you back anytime you like, baby."

She laughed. "I think this is a great special occasion place, but not an anytime vacation." She bit her lip. "Plus, I don't think I could stand to be this far away from the baby."

Silly Reed Girl. Like we'd leave her? "We'd bring Dani, obviously. Hell, maybe we could bring everybody next time. The big house has ten bedrooms. We could easily accommodate the gang."

That made her grin. "I like the sound of that. Maybe in a couple years, we can plan a big group thing. But for now, it's just ours."

Sounded good to me. "That's how I prefer it."

Our drinks, salad, and bread appeared. The waiter ran through the specials, highlighting the fact that the fish was caught right near the island that very day. I could tell by the look on Reed Girl's face that she wanted it bad.

"You should go ahead and get it, baby." I knew she'd been listening to me and avoiding eating fish, but the occasional seafood wasn't bad, so long as it was cooked properly.

"Yeah? Okay, maybe just for tonight."

I got the filet, and she went for the grouper. The waiter left and we were alone again. It was easy to pretend we were the only two people on the island. We almost were.

"I seriously can't imagine a more beautiful place on earth. Thank you, again, for doing this, Edward. I know I didn't give you much time to plan, but you sure knocked it out of the park."

"Wrong sport, but that's what I do, baby." I smirked at her little giggle, then stood and moved my chair next to hers, slipping my arm around her and pulling her close. "That's better."

She kissed me softly. "Yes, it is." She rested her head on my shoulder. "This feels right."

I didn't have to ask what she meant. We'd been off ever since the news of Danny's illness. Well, I'd been off. She'd been pretty fucking amazing, just like she always was. I stroked my hand up and down her side.

"I'm sorry that I wasn't really there for you these past few weeks. I-"

"Edward Anthony Cullen!" Reed Girl turned toward me, taking my face in her hands. "Don't you dare apologize for being there for Danny and his family. They needed you, and you were so incredibly strong for them. I don't think I've ever been prouder of you than I was for how you handled everything. Don't you diminish it with an apology to me."

Damn, she was feisty. I loved it. "I didn't mean it like that, baby. I just meant that I kind of got lost in my head a lot, especially the last couple days. I wasn't trying to shut you out or anything."

"I know." She brushed my lips with hers. "Everybody has to grieve in their own way. I don't fault you for that. Just like I hope you don't fault me for wanting to get away from it all for a bit. Maybe that's me being selfish, but-"

Now it was my turn to silence her, though I chose a kiss instead of full-naming her. Kisses were way better. She moaned and melted into me. Fucking awesome.

"There's nothing selfish about it," I told her when we broke apart. "You may have couched it in my needing to give you a honeymoon, but we both know you asked me to do this to help me. You knew I had to get out of the dark places my mind was going, and you made it happen by giving me something good to focus on. Us. We're good, Reed Girl. Really, really good."

"Yeah, we are."

She cuddled into me again, and we watched the sun sink below the water. Our food came, and it was fucking phenomenal. Everything here was. We ended up sharing our dinners with one another, which was pretty awesome. Surf and turf for the win. And for dessert, we had the best cheesecake I'd ever tasted; it was so light it was like eating air but tasted a hell of a lot better than that.

"Oh my God. This is seriously better than sex."

I raised an eyebrow at my wife's declaration, making her laugh. "Okay, as good as sex, then."

"That sounds like a challenge, Mrs. Cullen."

She licked her fork in a very enticing way. "Perhaps it is, Mr. Cullen. Do you think you can rise to the challenge?"

I took her hand and pulled her to her feet. "I think we both know I can. I'm going to make you forget all about your dessert."

"Hmm, I don't know. I think I'll dream about it tonight." She inched away from me, heading down the dock toward the beach. "I think I might even call out for it in my sleep." Her eyes twinkled as she grinned over her shoulder at me. "And I know I'm going to want it again and again before we leave here."

She was turning me the hell on. We both knew she wasn't talking about cheesecake. "All that sugar would be bad for you. I'll give you something better than that."

We hit the sand and headed toward our cottage.

"Nothing could be better than that cheesecake."

"Oh, I'm better, baby, and you won't have to take in any excess calories."

Reed Girl chuckled. "True. Although, like them, you'll go directly toward my hips."

I laughed with her. "Yes. But you like it when I do."

I scooped her up as we got to some rockier terrain. She put her arms around my shoulders and leaned into me.

"Always looking out for me, aren't you?"

"Damn right, baby. That's my number one job."

She giggled and kissed my neck. "We're lucky that your number two job is being a big, strong quarterback so you're able to carry me despite the extra weight. Be careful not to throw out your back."

I pretended to stumble and made her shriek and smack at me. "Ass!"

"Yes, but I'm your ass. And you're not heavy, at all. A perfect armful, like always."

That got me a kiss, of course. We arrived to our place a few minutes later, and rather than going inside, I carried her back onto our own dock, sitting with her in the chair overlooking the water. There was nothing as far as the eye could see except for stars.

"This is beautiful," Reed Girl murmured, curling into my lap. "You're officially planning all our vacations."

I laughed and kissed the top of her head. "You might regret saying that, baby, when I have you trekking through the rainforest or something."

She shook her head and looked up at me. "I'll never regret a moment with you."

Well, fuck, I had no words for that, so I kissed her. We kissed for quite a long time, just enjoying the night and each other. Eventually, she pulled back and stood up.

"Dance with me?"

I stood and pulled her against me. "There's no music."

She laughed and reached into her pocket. "Yes, there is."

And the next thing I knew, the Ed Sheeran song from our wedding was playing. I held her close and swayed with her to the music.

"Perfect," she whispered, and it was. I could think of nowhere I'd rather be, and certainly nobody I'd rather be with, than right here right now with her.

"I guess we officially have a song," I said when it began to play again.

She nodded, burrowing even closer into me. "We most certainly do. My husband picked this song out for me for our wedding day. There could never be a better one."

"Oh, I don't know about that. My talented wife could probably write one, but this works anyway."

She pulled back and looked up at me. "Edward, will you make love to me on the beach?"

Like she even had to ask. "I'm game if you are, baby, but you know the sand-"

"I know and I don't care. I want you, right here, under the stars."

Sand be damned. I took her hand and led her back down the pier. We stepped off into the sand, which was much cooler now that the sun was down. I pulled her dress over her shoulders and laid it down on the ground. We wouldn't avoid the sand completely, but at least maybe she'd have a little protection. We undressed each other slowly, kissing and touching all the while.

I laid her back on top of her dress, before lowering myself on top of her. I kissed my way down her body, making her moan and squirm, way more than the cheesecake had. I nipped her hip bones before pushing her legs open and kissing my way down toward her pussy.

"See, straight to my thighs."

I laughed and bit each one lightly, making her shriek. "Only difference is, you actually want me here."

She made a murmuring sound of assent as her hands found my hair. "I do."

I took my time, teasing her with my fingers and my tongue, bringing her to the edge before moving away to kiss her on her bellybutton, or hip bone, or where our baby was.

"Edward, please."

I smiled against her skin. "You have to admit I'm better than cheesecake."

"Cheesecake doesn't tease me mercilessly." She tugged on my hair impatiently. I fucking loved it.

"It also doesn't give you multiple orgasms like I'm going to. Plus, you're going to burn calories instead of consume them. I'm the one doing all the eating." I could practically feel her vibrating below me as she moaned at my words. She was anxious as hell.

"Fine. You're better than cheesecake. And chocolate. And anything else you can think of. Just take me."

"Happily." So I went back to work with my tongue, flicking her clit back and forth as my fingers worked their magic inside her. It didn't take long before she went off like a rocket, coming hard and calling my name. Fucking addicting.

I moved back up her body, doing my best not to kick sand all over both of us, as I slipped inside her. She wrapped her arms and legs around me, moving against me. It felt like we had all the time in the world, so we took it slow, moving together. The only sounds were us and the surf hitting the shore. She tightened around me, and I rode out her orgasm, loving the way she felt, before letting myself go. I collapsed on top of her, and she held me close.

"Best honeymoon ever," she murmured into my ear.

Yes. Yes it was. "And we're only getting started. We have a whole week left, baby." I planned to enjoy every minute and see to it that she did as well. Another husbandly duty that I would excel at. Pleasing my wife was my specialty.