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Edward Cullen/supportive Bella
We save Emmett from a backwoods lobotomy performed by a pissed off Bella and her trusty drill.
Rosalie makes an excuse for them to leave, and Bella runs a bath.
"He told you," she says when we're settled in the bubbles.
Smoosh decides to take a nap by the door so he can guard us.
"You knew?"
Bella bites her lip and climbs onto my lap.
"Don't be mad. I know we don't keep secrets, but he begged me."
"How long have you known?"
"The day before yesterday, Carlisle called me to talk him out of buying a Harley. I met him at the shop." She scratches my scalp. "He took one look at me and just fell apart on the showroom floor."
I squeeze her hips.
"I'm a terrible son."
"No, you aren't. And you aren't the only one feeling guilty. Your dad is sorry that he let it go on for so long. That you grew up in that environment."
"He bought the Harley."
"I know. I got to go with him on the test drive."
"Death wish."
"Nah. Supportive daughter-in-law."