Special thanks to chthonic Asylum, and Gunmetal Siren for following All Because I Love You;

And another special thanks to chthonicAsylum for favoring All Because I Love You.

Finally, a very special thank you to Johanna Crane,

Johanna Crane: I actually haven't checked to see if it is on Netflix, but I probably should. And honestly, I don't know who I'd have to play them; I'll have to think about it.

Flowerchild23: Exactly!

Jayce-Grayford: I am so, so sorry for making you choke on your tea; I swear that wasn't my goal. And… you're feeling about Emily may be right; nah, dude, it is totally right.

Xxyangxx2006: I like throwing you guy's curve balls, make you think twice about the direction of the plot. And YES; his suggestion should be taken, it may be too soon, may not be… maybe…And yes, you are the second person to realize about Emily being a *ahem* virgin.

LunaMarr: Nah, I meant for Edward to be this way, I wanted to stay the same with the characters as what would be assumed. And I am ecstatic that this gave you a good laugh.

XXX

The mansion was cold and quiet; from the oak doors you'd enter through, to the marble stair case, you'd find nothing but silence to greet you. The inhabitants of the house though couldn't care less of the silence, having lost themselves in the oblivion of sleep and the comforts of their bed hours ago.

Emily lied in Edward's arms, her chest laying over his heart beat and her arms wrapped around his torso; Edward held her tightly against him, his head lolled over to rest with his face nestled in her hair. They slept in a lazy form of peace, too comfortable to face the reality of what they had done.

Eventually, though, they had awakened. It had been Edward first; he blinked sleepily and raised his head, looking around the darkened room lazily. When he looked down at Emily, drinking in the appearance of her tousled hair and bare skin, he smiled almost triumphantly.

When Emily had woken up, her reaction was close to his, albeit not exactly the same. She had too woken with the same peaceful and lazy smile, but when she looked up into Edward's shining green eyes, she couldn't but helped that she made a mistake in letting him…. In letting him-

"So, you were a virgin?" He hummed, breaking the silence and letting one finger trail down her waist.

"Can I get up?" She requested softly, pulling away.

"No," he rolled over to where he was on top, hovering over her face and kissing her nose, "Are you bashful? Because you shouldn't be, dear; you were excellent…"

"Shut up," she grumbled, laying her head back down and closing her eyes, "This… this doesn't mean anything, does it?"

"Do you want it to mean something?" He responded quietly, tightening his grip around her waist, "What do you want to come out of this?"

"I don't know."

XXX

"When can we go back to Gotham?" Emily asked, lounged out on a couch while Edward worked at a desk, "I mean, you wanted me to be your assistant, but I can't assist you much if we are stuck out here."

"You've assisted me very much the past week," he hummed, still scribbling on a piece of paper, "Very, very, much."

"I mean I don't want to destroy Gotham or anything, but I want to do something." Emily complained, rolling over, "Can't I do something?"

"Sit there and look pretty," he deadpanned, still not looking up. Emily pouted and leaned back, closing her eyes and intending on getting a little rest. She felt herself start to doze off at the sound of his pencil, the occasional sigh he'd give, the birds outside….

She felt herself come to when a door opened; opening one eye she found herself looking up at Edward, and she realized he was carrying her somewhere. After a few seconds of walking, they arrived in what she assumed was the bedroom, judging by the feel of the soft comforter beneath her.

"Emily," he breathed, noticing her awake, "You didn't look comfortable on the couch, so I moved you here; I still have work to do."

"Stay?" she requested softly, gripping his sleeve tiredly. He sighed and obliged; holding you in his arms as he had done the night prior. They lay like that for a few minutes, until Edward broke the silence, "Emily?"

"Hm?"

"I… I love you." It had been no more than a whisper, but she still heard it. Emily opened her eyes slowly and smiled lazily, "I love you too, Edward."

"Really?"

"Really."

He sighed happily, almost sounding like relief, and kissed her forehead, "Why?"

"I think I just have realized that… I kind of gave up my life, for this; so I may as well as embrace. I didn't go with Batman, at the warehouse, and gave up my freedom for… well, you. And I couldn't tell you why I stayed, or why I chose this, because I don't even know.

"What I do know, is that I have come to love you. I hated you and yet… I love you. I will admit, the thought that this is Stockholm syndrome crossed my mind, but then I thought, what the hell? I mean, I have nothing to go back to, so why not? Why not be your-…. Assistant."

Edward licked his lips slightly and grabbed her wrists, holing her against the bed, "You have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that."

XXX

Short this week, and sorry about that, but we are somewhere near the middle of this story. I'll try to make it up to you next week, but this was a very important chapter. So, don't take this chapter lightly.

So, question of the week, Marvel or DC? I know I have asked this before, probably, but anyways, answer me again! In light of the Avengers 2: Age of Ultron coming out, and me seeing it on the 30th, I want your opinions!

Anyways, Love you all,

-Sketch1997