Well here we go ... this is the last regular chapter to this little tale of ours. The epilogue will post sometime next week, we are wrapping up our work on it today and tomorrow. See you at the bottom!

SIS Chapter 12

Charlie, Emmett, Tanya, Bella, and I all arrive at the courthouse. There is a part of me that wishes Jake would just have plead guilty to the charges, but no, he is still going on with his cock and bull story. Somehow, he believes that the court will believe that Bella arranged to meet him, and then told him she was leaving out of a back door that she knew about, so they weren't caught together.

Thankfully, Heidi and Mrs. Clark both saw Jake manhandling Bella. It also helps that there is no such back exit from the basement of the building where everyone was located. The only other plausible exit was the one that wasn't usable, but in the end was the one that Bella managed to get both the kids and Mrs. Clark to, so they were all rescued.

Charlie, Tanya, and I walk inside the courtroom while both Emmett and Bella are taken to the witness waiting area.

Aro is the first person called to give testimony to the evidence at the scene. His time on the stand seemed to take forever, and after almost three hours, they had yet to begin going through the photographs of the evidence he had collected. He showed the jury on a computer generated reenactment, what the children, Bella, and Mrs. Clark had to go through to get to the bunker. It showed everything, including how much Bella was carrying, through water and included the weight of the water as well.

When he started to talk about Jake choosing to leave and how the way he left caused more damage to Mrs. Clark's leg, there were gasps among the jurors. When Aro said the sign-in sheet had been altered, there were outcries from several of the parents whose children were trapped with Bella. I can only assume this is the first time they've heard of this information. Jurors had tears in their eyes, and the parents of the children who were in the room were crying. It became so bad that Aro was unable to move on due to the upsetting nature of his testimony and the judge called for a recess.

While the court is in recess, I get Bella and Emmett, and we sit together in the hallway.

"I wish I could just get my part over and done with," Bella states.

I pull her to me giving her a kiss on the head. "It'll be over soon," I whisper to her knowing that Bella will be put on the witness stand after Aro finishes testifying.

Bella lets out a long breath as she looks around. Her eyes stop and I follow them seeing that the wonderful reporter who seems to grate on all our nerves is here.

"I honestly expected more reporters here, than just him," I mutter.

"There will be as the break is over; some of the parents have been calling the local papers and news outlets," Emmett says as he texts on his phone. "That's why I am ordering reinforcements; the coverage is about to get thick."

"You'll need more than reinforcements if he pushes me with any of his shitty comments," I hiss still looking at the press guy, who tilts his head.

"I just hope Jake gets what's coming to him," Bella mutters making me look at her.

"Believe me, Bitsy, he will get his comeuppance." Wherein I have faith in our justice system, I worry because it has been known to fail. If it fails this time, then I will take matters into my own hands.

"Edward!" I look at Bella who's looking displeased with me; it's almost as if she can hear my inner thoughts. "Don't do anything stupid."

I shake my head at her. "It'll be fine, Bitsy, he'll get put away and when he gets out in thirty years, and by then, I may have actually calmed down."

"He's not the only one that wants to beat Jake," Charlie pipes up. "I just wish I let the guys do all the things they wanted to do to him last year. Maybe if I had, he wouldn't have harassed you the way he was."

I frown a little. "What did the guys do to him?"

"The State of Washington versus Jake Black," the court clerk calls, preventing me from getting an answer.

Aro finishes his testimony after another hour, and then Bella is called to the stand. Her testimony takes a little over an hour because she has an interpreter who is signing all the questions asked of her. It didn't make it any easier to listen to what both she and the kids went through, but the impact is strong on the jurors. Next up to testify is Mrs. Clark, whose testimony is almost identical to Bella's. Apart from Bella using technical terms about the structure of the building, it was the same up to the end. Mrs. Clark was in and out of consciousness for the last thirty or so minutes, so she has spotty memories of that timeframe.

Jake is called to the stand by the defense attorney after the state rests with an option to call rebuttal witnessess if needed. As soon as he stands from the defense table to take the stand, several of the parents jump up. They start yelling that they hope he gets what is coming to him. One voice is louder and clearer than the other's. "You scum, I swear I will fucking get you, you fucking pig!"

I turn my head looking for the person that yelled, but he is lost among the group of several outraged and angry parents in the courtroom.

"Order," the judge yells, slamming his gavel. "I will have order in this court!" The judge yells. "If you don't sit down and remain quiet, I will close the courtroom and find you all in contempt! Now, either sit down and remain quiet, or exit the courtroom. One more instance from any of you, and I will find the person or persons in contempt and remove you all!" At his words the people sit down quietly, and Jake just stands there looking like he is a lost little boy.

"Mr. Black, can you take us through what happened that day inside the Pioneer Building?" His attorney asks.

"Bella … I mean, Miss Swan asked me if I would meet her there for the day. She said she had been having problems with her boyfriend, who had been hitting her."

"What?" Bella signs, knowing she can't yell like she wants to, and just looks at me.

"She asked me to meet her at the Pioneer Building, so I agreed. We had lunch that she had made for us and then took the tour. When she realized there were other people there who knew her, and her abusive boyfriend, she became scared and pretended not to know me. I got upset and tried to get her to stop hiding. I told her that I would protect her." Jake runs his hand through his hair, and his eyes flash to me.

"Then the explosion happened. I knew that we had to get out and that the old woman would hold us up, but we had to save her and the kids. I told her I would go first, and then she should pass the kids to me one at a time, but she didn't. The wall collapsed before I could go back to her. I got out and told her boyfriend, who happens to be a Seattle Fire Department Captain that she was trapped in with six kids and a teacher in the basement. I was taken away to get checked out at the hospital. I thought he was taking a crew into the building to save her, I never knew she and the others were left in there, until later that night."

I feel my blood boil inside of me. Not only has he said that I would do the inexcusable, in my line of work, but that I would beat on, or leave the love of my life in that building, not to mention the teacher and kids.

The defense attorney keeps Jake talking about how he'd never leave children alone in a burning building. When the District Attorney stands up, he tilts his head.

"That is an interesting recollection of the events that took place that day, Mr. Black. But let me tell you what troubles me about your story, and let's see if you can help me understand. First and most importantly, why would the Captain in question, leave his girlfriend and several other civilians trapped in the basement? Better yet, why did the Chief Fire Investigator and the Seattle Criminal Investigation teams come up with an entirely different chain of events?"

"Are you asking me why I think the Captain didn't try to save her, and why his cronies are trying to cover for him?" Jake asks sounding confused.

"Yes, please tell me, because I'm having difficulty understanding how any of this account of the events inside the building can be remotely plausible."

"Well, for one, he was beating on her, and he's been fucking her; what more do you need to understand?"

"Mr. Black, there is no need for that kind of language in my courtroom, nor will it be tolerated at all. Do you understand me?" The judge hisses.

"Yeah," Jake shrugs, and I can tell by the look on his face, the judge is less than impressed with his response.

When the judge says nothing else, the District Attorney continues. "And how exactly is it that you know Miss Swan and the Captain are or were engaged in sexual activity?"

"They have been all over each other and at her sister's wedding, they were kissing in the corner. She spends every night that he's not working at his home. She even fucked him early one morning after they first met in the shower at the fire station!"

A silent gasp is all I can do, because it is clear that he has somehow been watching Bella – well, both of us. But he's on a roll and hasn't finished.

"Not only that, but I arrested him, and they … he had a weapon. He and his cousin covered it up, claiming it was his dick. I know it wasn't, but before he could be strip searched, his cousin, who is in charge of the precinct, charged in and let him go. Then they conspired together to have me suspended from the force!" This time while he rants, Jake's eyes are on me. "He was just a stripper," he moves his glare to Bella. "Did you tell the court and your daddy that's how you met him? He was stripping in Vegas when you met him, and you got on stage with him, like a two-dollar hooker!"

I feel Bella grip my hand as I move to her. I see that she now clearly knows that Jake has been following her, but she also looks scared. I take her hand in mine, hoping to give her some comfort.

"Mr. Black! One more time with the foul language and you will be in contempt. I will fine you five thousand dollars for each foul word you say, unless it is a direct quote, in which you will be required to have ironclad proof! Do you, Mr. Black, understand me this time?" The judge storms as he glares at Jake.

"Yeah, sorry," Jake basically sneers.

"What about the Chief Fire Inspector, Aro Volturi? What are you claiming are his reasons for having a different explanation as to what happened at the Pioneer Building the day in question, other than the one you have provided to us?"

Jake rolls his eyes. "The whole station has been on my ass, I mean butt" —Jake glances to the judge who looks storming mad right now— "for no reason. You know I even had a hose put through the windows of my car?"

I frown looking at Charlie who is smirking evilly.

"Yes, I was aware of that. I'd like to show you a picture and tell me if this is the instance you are speaking of?"

The District Attorney says and moves to his table and picks up several copies of the same picture. He hands one to the attorney for Jake, one to the judge, and the other to Jake.

"Mr. Black, is this your car with the hose going through your windows?"

"Yes, see, they have been damaging my property and harassing me. I'm relieved that you have proof!"

"Your honor, we would like to submit this photo into evidence, as exhibit sixty-three," the District Attorney states.

"It is so submitted," the judge says, and the District Attorney takes another copy of the photo and passes it to the jury to see.

"Now, Mr. Black, looking at this picture, I can see you were clearly parked, and blocking a fire hydrant, weren't you?" The District Attorney asks holding up another copy of the photo.

"Well, yeah, but it was the only place to park, and they could have pushed the car up a few feet, instead of breaking out both my car windows!"

"So you're telling me instead of breaking through your car windows, that took ten seconds, they were to spend ten or twenty minutes, possibly more, trying to push the car forward? Wouldn't they have had to break a window to get into the car to move it, anyway?"

"Why would they have to break my window?"

"To get your car out of gear, then they would have had to break the locking mechanism on your steering wheel, since in the photo, one can see that your tires were pointed to the curb. Had they tried to move the car, it would have moved over the curb either front or back. How else were they to get inside the car?"

"Oh, well … they could have just put the stupid hose over my hood," he blows off the question with nonchalance.

"That may have damaged the hood of your vehicle, or worse the hoses the Seattle Fire Department use to put out burning fires."

"So, is this the only instance where the Seattle Fire Department or rather station house twenty-six has gone after you?" The District Attorney asks.

"No, there have been other times. They made a formal complaint when I had to arrest one of their crew members."

"Yes, that's right, you arrested," the District Attorney looks through some papers, "Paul Quipply for not moving the fire truck when he was at the scene of a car accident on Route Ninety-nine."

"The fire engine was blocking the road for through traffic," Jake states brazenly.

"Is it not standard procedure for the responding rescue workers to block a roadway, so they can keep the rescue crew and victims safe, and also in such cases where there is a fatality involved, to keep innocent bystanders from seeing things most people wouldn't want to see?"

"Yes, but—"

Jake doesn't get a chance to stutter anything else as he is again having another question asked of him.

"To me it sounds as if you were stalking Miss Swan and were breaking the law, using the fact you were a police officer to get around it at the scene of the crash. Isn't it a fact that you were only upset because you could not see Miss Swan from your viewpoint once Mr. Quipply blocked your view with the fire truck?"

"No!" Jake yells. "They also flooded my house. They ganged up on me and beat me up outside the grocery store. They are always after me," Jake carries on with a whine.

"Wasn't the flood at your home proven to be nothing to do with the fire crew as they were all attending a fire at the time that your pipe burst in your home, correct?"

"Yes, but they—"

"Did you report the time you claim they ganged up on you and beat you up?"

"Yes, but …" Jake sighs. "They were never proven to have been involved," he says glaring at the District Attorney.

"Have you been told that some of your past co-workers complained about your behavior toward Miss Swan?"

"Yeah, one of them," he says and points at me. "His cousin, who is covering for him and his beating on Bella."

"No, you are wrong, Mr. Black. In fact, the report was made a month before Captain Cullen or his cousin were in Seattle. The complaint came from the wife of a detective, and was corroborated by several other women from the Seattle Police Department's Women's Auxiliary, who were meeting and witnessed firsthand some of the wrong doings of which you were accused. One of the complaining witnesses is here today; perhaps you remember the Chief of Police's wife, and you do, after all, know her as she is your aunt?"

Jake says nothing, and the District Attorney smugly continues. "She's here today; so now what do you think she will tell us about why she was worried enough to turn in her own nephew?"

Jake's face pales, and shakes his head, but the District Attorney doesn't drop it. "Do you think she'll tell us how you have been stalking Miss Swan? Or how she found out that you had hacked into Miss Swan's cell phone using the GPS her father – Mr. Swan and a Mr. Cullen were the only ones given permission to access? Do you think she'll tell us that she thinks you either hacked Miss Swan's email or paid someone else to do so? Do you think she will tell us and possibly show us copies of text messages from Miss Swan's cell and email accounts? What about the information she has regarding the photographs and videos you have of her, from cameras that somehow made an appearance inside Station House Twenty-six?"

"What!" Bella yells standing up, and I pull her back down seeing she has tears in her eyes.

"I will ask you again, Mr. Black, what do you think she will say?"

He shrugs, and the District Attorney goes on. "You must have some idea, Mr. Black, you're suddenly very quiet. Do you think you had the right to hack into Miss Swan's personal accounts and phone? Isn't the real reason why you left her, Mrs. Clark, and those six children in the basement of that burning building because you didn't care? You don't care about anyone other than yourself, isn't that right? You thought she was hurt or dead, and figured it would be tracked back to your being there, your stalking of her. You were only worried about yourself and the complaints that had been filed against you. You cornered her in the basement, and you knew she would be trapped, refusing to leave those innocent people by themselves. You left, and when you did, you caused the wall to further collapse. You knew that when you found the guide and her list, you could save her, and look like a hero. She was knocked out, and with the amount of blood you figured she was dead, so you altered the checkout sheet, and carried her to safety. You are the one who decided that Miss Swan, Mrs. Clark and those six children could all be collateral damage, because if Miss Swan were now dead, there would no longer be a case against you. Isn't that the way it all happened?"

"No, that's not it."

"I have no other questions," the District Attorney states before sitting down. Jake is still sitting on the stand open mouthed, and the bailiff takes his arm and moves him back to his table.

The Defense rests, and the District Attorney calls the Chief of Police's wife to the stand. He goes over all the things he mentioned to Jake during his cross examination, and she tells her side. She offers up more documented proof of her allegations, and by the time they are done, another fifty-nine pieces of evidence are logged into the exhibits. When she was finished, I knew the jury had all the proof they needed to find him guilty, so it wasn't a great surprise that less than an hour later we were called back into the courtroom after closing statements.

"We, the jury, find Jake Black guilty …"

I close my eyes not needing to hear the rest of the verdict read. I pull Bella close to me and make her look at me. "It's done," I tell her.

We sit and wait for the jury to be excused and then exit the courtroom ourselves. Sitting in the hallway outside the courtroom, I hold Bella's hand, feeling the anger seep off her skin.

Charlie and I stay with Bella as we wait for the District Attorney to exit the courtroom.

"Tell me you're charging that son-of-a-bitch with stalking?" Charlie yells as the door opens and only a part of the District Attorney can be seen.

"He has been informed of all pending charges. With his attorney as a witness, along with Judge Banner, he signed his admission of guilt," he says with a small smile.

"Why wasn't I told?" Bella asks sounding—rightfully so—angry.

"We wanted all the evidence in line first," he replies.

"So you left her in danger? Are you out of your mind, she's my daughter, not some sting operation! He could have hurt her – more than he did, kidnapped, or raped her!" Charlie carries on yelling.

"The real evidence about Jake's activities didn't come out until after the fire. It was at that time we were able to attain a court order to access to both her cell and computer. Besides, he helped our case with some of the things he admitted during his initial statement, which is why he was remanded without bail in the first place."

"I agree with what you are saying; however, I would have liked to have been informed. What you were investigating, and why, concerned me greatly," Bella says.

The District Attorney just looks at her. "I know, Miss Swan, and you should have been informed. However, please understand that in order to make sure he paid for his more serious crimes, we needed him to think he could make the claims he made in court. We needed to give him enough rope to hang himself, and he did a mighty fine job of it. We needed to show how deceiving he was and how easily he could lie. The crimes against you would have gotten him a year at best, and now he had to cop to all of his crimes, because he proved himself to be a liar as we knew he would."

Bella rubs her head and smiles a little. "It's almost seven o'clock and we have been here since nine this morning, so for now I am going to leave, go home and sleep."

The District Attorney again nods at her, but chooses not to say anything about the case.

"Good day, Miss Swan," he says.

Charlie and I walk Bella out, and we head for where we parked our cars. "I'll follow you home?" he asks, and she gives a slight nod.

I take it slow, and whereas I want to tell her again that everything is going to be okay, I know that she already knows it, but at the moment she is too tired to deal with everything. I pull up outside her home, and Charlie is right behind me. Just as I exit the car, Jasper and Alice are at the front door.

"How did it go?" they ask together. I know both of them wanted to stay all day, but they had decided that it was best if they went home and started on dinner as we waited for the verdict.

"Guilty, on all counts," Charlie tells them, making them both smile.

"Well, get in here, dinner is just being put on the table," Tanya says.

We all follow her in, and during dinner, we fill the others in on what the District Attorney said as well as what came out during the hearing. I know they're all angry at Jake, hell, when the crew finds out they will want to kill him, too.

"Well, I think we should just move on, so on that note, I have booked us girls a weekend away. Alice, Bella, Rosalie, and I are all going to Vegas for the weekend."

"What about us?" Jasper asks making Tanya look at him.

"Well, honey, I hate to be the one to break it to you, but you have a dick!"

I snort and grin. "Edward?" he says looking at me gob smacked.

"What?"

"You're happy that she's taking the girls and going to Vegas?"

I shrug as I look at him. "Why would I have a problem with Bella, Alice, Rose, and Tanya, having a weekend away?"

"You do remember the last time she went to Vegas, right? She made the girls go to a strip club!"

I raise my brow at him. "No, I actually didn't plan that, the strip club was all Rose's idea," Tanya states.

Jasper rolls his eyes and looks back at Tanya. "Come on, we just got married."

"Honey, you'll be okay for a weekend. I'll make sure I make you dinners to heat up before I leave," Alice says sounding more like his mom than wife.

"No, it's not just that I will miss you. I like lying next to you at night."

Alice's face hardens a little. "Jasper, you sleep fine at the station three nights a week. I could have Charlie switch your shift so that you are working that weekend while I'm with my mom and girls in Vegas, if you want?"

Jasper starts to slump in his chair and shakes his head at her. "No, it's okay," he pouts.

Alice and Bella call Rose to tell her the news, and then launch into planning what they can do while there.

"You could've taken my side!" Jasper hisses in my ear.

"What? Why would I stop Bella from having a weekend away?"

"Yeah … but Vegas, without us, again?"

I again smirk. "The last time Emmett and I were there."

Jasper just huffs.

"We need to go and spend time with them. You know damn well that Bella would prefer you to be there," Jasper whispers.

I sigh looking toward the girls who are still talking on the phone. "Jasper, why are you getting so upset about this?"

"I just … we're trying for a baby."

I feel my eyes widen looking at him, and then I snort and shake my head at him. "Try again, liar."

"I … look; I am in love with her. I hate being away from her. Just you wait, you'll see. Wait until Bella's your wife, and you have to spend so many nights away from her. See how you'll feel she wants to be gone on your one whole weekend off a month."

I get where he is coming from because I hate the nights that Bella's not with me. If I could spend the night with her, I know I would do everything to try to be where she is. "Okay, I get it," I say.

"Do you? At least Bella can come to the station to spend some odd nights there, and you can be with her. I can't have that, and you know it," he hisses.

I touch his shoulder showing him my support. "Okay, I'll think of something."

We fall silent for a few seconds and I let him go. "Bro, we really are trying for a baby."

"Yeah?" I ask.

"Yeah, Alice showed me some photos when she and Bella were kids and we got to talking. Seeing as we now have a big house, we decided we want one or two of our own."

"I think I need to see these photos," I tell him as my eyes go to Bella. She must feel my eyes on her because she turns and smiles at me.

"Love you," I mouth to her.

"I love you, too," she mouths back to me.

I'm not sure if it is because of being around her, and we mouth talk to each other a lot, but my lip-reading skills have greatly improved. Though I think it is because I am more conscious of how I speak and the way I move my mouth. I have been trying to make sure that not only when I speak to Bella, but to anyone, I make it clear as to what I am saying. You never know who is hard of hearing, or deaf. It's not as if those things are tattooed on a person's forehead. I guess I've learned to just make sure my words are clear from the get go.

~S.I.S~

"Come on, guys, I am not sure about this," Jasper says again, with his head in his hands, lowered between his legs.

"You'll be fine," Emmett says with a roll of his eyes. "We're just going to be dancing."

Jasper looks up. "It's not just dancing, we're stripping, too," he says with almost a whine.

"Just the top half – you're being a wussy for being a tough-ass fireman," Emmett mutters

Jasper again shakes his head, moves to the door and opens it. Right away the hoots and hollering from the hall can be heard.

"We're gonna get killed or raped," Jasper says closing the door, looking like a scared little boy.

"They're not that bad—"

Jasper cuts me off as he starts to panic even more. "That's easy for you to say, you've both done this before. I've never done anything like this!"

"We told you that you should've tried it," Emmett tells him with a smug grin, "but no … you only wanted to get undressed for the one you love."

Jasper just flips Emmett off. "Alice won't like this," Jasper whines again.

"Ha … you should've heard her at the hospital, she wants this, trust me," I say.

Jasper takes a deep breath closing his eyes. "If she demands a divorce after this, I will kill you both!"

I chuckle wiggling my brows at the guys. "Party time, boys," I tell them before walking out.

I stand in the middle with Emmett on my right and Jasper on my left. The lights go up a little and we walk onto the stage. The screaming starts right away, but I don't care; my eyes are on my girl, Bella, who has an 'I knew it' look on her face.

All three of us walk to the edge of the dance floor, jump down and help Rose, Alice and Bella onto the stage.

"You ready for dance number two?" I ask Bella before pulling back to grin at her.

"Absolutely, but I wish it was just the two of us."

I chuckle and move my mouth to her right side, so her implant can pick up my words. "It will be just us the two of us, for the next one. I need to remove this, Bitsy," I tell her, and then I remove the implant knowing that it could fall off when I am swinging her around. I direct Bella to the chair on the stage, and she sits down between Alice and Rose. The chairs are positioned about five feet apart, with a pole about five feet in front of each of them. We then kneel in front of them and each removes our girls' shoes. We discussed this, and they know it is the best way for Bella to feel the beat, and we didn't want to single her out.

I quickly hand her implant and shoes to the stagehand and join Emmett and Jasper off to the side of the stage. We quickly make our way up the two flights of stairs to the catwalk above them. We grab our gear, and suit up quickly, before moving to the pole which is in front of our own girl. I look down seeing all three girls looking for us, but thankfully they're still in their seats. The siren sounds, and lights begin to rotate in red and blue. I grin at Emmett and then Jasper before all three of us slide down the poles like they are fireman poles. Reaching the bottom we leap off near the end, and slide toward them on our knees. When the drum beats start to echo from the sound system, I smile knowing So Hott by Kid Rock was a perfect choice. I sign to Bella the song title and give her the sign for 'I love you' before standing.

Jasper, Emmett and I gyrate around the three girls. The first thing we all remove is our turnout coats, leaving us in fireman pants and suspenders. We straddle our girls laps and grind against them as Kid Rock is singing, "I wanna fuck you like I'm never gonna see you again."

I place Bella's hands on my chest as I look down at her as her tongue peeked out and licks my nipple. I push her legs apart and kneel between her legs. I trail my mouth up her leg; so glad she wore this cute mini skirt. As I trail up her leg with my mouth, the song continues. "You're like the kiss of death, like the hand of fate. I can tell you're trouble but I still want a taste." At the end, I lick the panties covering her kitty. Moving up higher, I bring her head to my chest, and as I move myself up, and her head down. I feel her tongue travel my skin to the waist of my turnout pants. I laugh and shake my finger at her. I motion for her to hold on, and when she grips the seat of the chair, I swing her up, chair and all.

This dance is very much like the first dance, only it's hotter. Whenever we can, we are touching each other sexually. When the song comes to an end, I am left in only my boxers, and every one can see just how hard I am. As my eyes glance at some of the girls in the audience, I see they are looking at my groin with wide eyes. As the DJ starts talking to the crowd, I throw Bella over my shoulder and walk off the stage.

I'm barely inside the room, when I tug Bella's panties off and bury myself inside her. Both of us are so close to the edge, there is no taking it easy. I fuck my girl hard and fast as her pussy spasms around my cock.

~S.I.S~

We clean up and I get her implant and shoes from the corner where before the show, I had asked they be put. I help her get her shoes on and reattach her implant. Holding her hand, I take her out the rear exit, and meet the others outside the club. By the looks of them all, I know Bella and I weren't the only ones who let off some pressure.

"Rose and I have decided to get married, so …" Emmett trails off making me look at him.

"What – here today?" I ask.

"Yeah, my family is here," Rose says and points at us.

"So is mine," Emmett agrees.

"Okay, then let's go," Bella and Alice agree.

We arrive at a small chapel. Despite our being in Vegas, we are able to arrange a simple wedding. The person marrying Emmett and Rose looks like a normal guy no fake Elvis for them. My eyes yet again go to Bella as she watches her second best friend get married.

Her eyes flash to me and I again tell her that I love her. She mouths it back, just as Emmett and Rose share their first kiss as husband and wife.

We all head off and share a meal together before parting ways. It's not too late when we arrive back at the hotel. Just being here with Bella, I know the time has come. Wherein I know we can't get married like Rose and Emmett did, because my girl will want her dad there. I feel that it would be the perfect place to ask her to be my wife. Not only because we met in Vegas, but I was also able to get the same room we shared that first night, too.

"Just sit on the sofa where you sat the night we first met. I have a surprise for you," I tell her.

It takes me almost a half hour to get ready, and when I come back out the bathroom, Bella just looks at me amused. I waggle my finger for her to come to me.

When she reaches me, I start the music on my iPod, only this time I am not only undressing myself but her, too.

The moves are mostly slow, but my hands are sliding over her body. I don't think I will ever get enough of her. When I glance into her eyes, I see that she feels the same way about me. I pick up her leg, keeping my hand on her knee as I pull her in closer. As the song comes to an end, we are both panting and only wearing our pants.

"I need you to be on the ground for this next part," I tell her softly. "On your knees, Bitsy."

Bella gives me a cocky look but I just smirk at her. "Give me your hands," I say and kiss each hand before placing them at the top of my boxers. I wink at her as she gets my meaning and rips them off.

I watch her face just stare at my cock, then her eyes move to just above it.

"What?" she says looking at me before she giggles? "You're asking me to marry you with a cock ring?"

I chuckle with her but nod. "Yeah, that why it says 'will you marry me'." Bella's eyes twinkle as she looks at me.

"If I say yes, do I have to wear that?"

I shake my head at her. "Nope, this one is mine."

I kneel down next to her. "This one, however, is yours," I say pulling a small box out from behind my back. Her shaking hands take it and she opens it and looks back at me.

"I love you—you complete me," I say dropping on one knee. "Will you marry me, Bitsy?" I sign and ask her, she nods at me with tears streaking down her face.

"Is that a yes?" I ask her out loud and with sign language, wanting and needing to hear and see her sign the word.

"It's a hell yes!" she says, signing.

I place the ring on her finger and pull her to me kissing her.

"Now it's time for you to see the benefits of my wearing this cock ring for you. I hope you're prepared for some extended fucking, you might not be able to walk tomorrow," I growl.

Picking her up, I put her on the bed and thrust into her as she moans out a long extended "y-e-s."

A/N: So ... anyone want to see that dance? We know we do! Did you like the very adult proposal? Too much? What about the court case? Were any of you surprised over the amount of wrongdoing Jake was involved in? We can't wait to hear what you all think, so please let us know. Thank you as always for reading and reviewing. See you soon with a new chapter, and a new story in July too!