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Chapter 20

XXX – Meet the Swans – XXX

"I miss him, Alice." We sat at a quiet table looking out onto a park and drank our coffee.

"Well, won't he be staying over tonight?" There was a spark in her eyes as she asked. Alice knew this, she knew how we felt about each other. She'd always known.

"Of course. That's not what I mean though." There was sadness in my tone. I did miss him. I missed his actual company. He'd been working or sleeping non stop in order to be able to make up his hours so that someone else could take up his shifts while we went away for Thanksgiving.

I knew there would be sacrifices to our relationship but they were hard.

It still didn't excuse Tanya's behavior. Nothing would.

Alice patted my arm lovingly, "I know sweetheart, but it'll be worth it." She winked, "Trust me."

"I know." I nodded and absentmindedly played with the creamer that was sitting between the two of us. "Speaking of things being worth saving how's Jake?" I looked up to see Alice's face.

I had to keep my giggling to a minimum as Alice glowered at me. "Jake's fine. Jasper loves that ugly thing. I still can't believe he went behind my back and got it."

"I guess he's a sucker for taking in strays?" I asked through a fit of giggles. She was still glowering.

Apparently, I wasn't very funny.

"Bella, when he took in that dog we found on the highway I accepted it. Daisy is a cute pooch and I kinda love her, ya know? And when he welcomed the dead neighbor's cat into my house, I said okay because I couldn't stand knowing that the poor thing was going to go to the pound and be put to sleep. But a rat, Bella? Ehmmm, I'm seriously debating whether or not I can live with a damn rat." I reigned in my giggles. Poor Alice. As it turned out, Jasper had a soft heart for anything with fur.

Now I was the one patting her arm, "Well, so you'll have your very own Noah's Ark thing going on in your apartment." I mused.

She glared at me, "Oh, that's the best part; Jasper wants to buy a house now because he claims the pets need the room."

Oh, dear God. The boy was in serious need of an intervention.

"Well, hey, you'll get your dream of owning real estate?" I giggled and took a sip of my scalding coffee. "It's like he has some weird animal rescue fetish." I almost choked on my coffee and had a serious coughing fit as Alice sat back on her chair and gave me the stink eye.

"Really, Bells? You ask me out to coffee because you're feeling all lonely and I go with you 'cause I'm your best friend and you're my family and I love you and now you're all," she flailed her arms around, earning another fit of giggles from me, "disrespecting me?"

"I'm sorry, darling. Should I get you a muffin? How 'bout a doggy treat?" I giggled some more.

"Shut up, Bella."

"Love you too, Allie."

"Fuck you." She smiled.

I love her.

XOXOXOXO

"Are you sure you're done?" I asked with pleading eyes as Edward kissed my cheek.

"Yes, baby. Now let me go get my bags. We're leaving early tomorrow morning so I packed the stuff I'll need tonight in a separate bag and I'll leave the rest in the trunk."

I squealed like a girl, 'cause well, I was - am one after all, as I watched Edward walk down the hall headed over to his car to retrieve his overnight bag.

I finally had him all to myself for a long weekend.

We had been struggling to be together for several weeks, but between Edward's relentless usual hours and the extra shifts he had picked up in order to get time off over the holiday weekend, we had only seen each other a handful of times in the last few weeks.

I was grateful that he was willing to go through that for us. He truly was my prince.

I couldn't imagine anyone else ever working so hard just to spend a weekend alone with me... and Charlie and Renee.

Gah, I dreaded seeing my parents. The last time I had seen them, I had left early on a Sunday morning, and had made it back to my apartment late Sunday night. I had made it a point to make it a round trip in order to avoid getting into it with them.

Mom nagged me relentlessly about my age and wanting grand-babies. Not that I could blame her but that shit got to be annoying after a while.

Dad, on the other hand, kept to himself, barely acknowledging me as he watched ESPN on the flat screen in his man-cave.

So yeah, I couldn't stand more than a few hours of that at a time. Ever.

Now I was headed there for a whole three days with the man I loved just so that I could justify moving in with said man.

What was wrong with me you ask? Well, as much as I somewhat disliked spending too much time with my family, I loved them nonetheless.

I missed my mom's knowing looks and the way she smelled when she would hug me. I also missed sleepy Sundays, where we would hear dad cheer for his favorite team all the way from his basement man-cave. Mom and I would make pancakes from scratch and the three of us would talk about nothing and everything as we ate. Dad wasn't a talker but mom and I sure knew how to fill in the gaps. We always did.

And now, years later, I was still their little girl and I was seeking their approval to be with the man I loved. I was just hoping to survive the experience psychologically intact.

Edward came back with his bag in hand and a huge smile on his face.

I smiled up at him as he walked through the door and dropped his bag on the floor. I closed the door behind us and locked it.

And before I had time to say or do anything, Edward's lips had found mine.

We pushed and pulled at our bodies and clothes, struggling to get rid of every piece of fabric that was keeping us from being one with each other.

My lips only left his body when he pulled my shirt over my head. I fumbled with his zipper as he hooked his forearms under my knees and lifted me up against the wall. My back ached as it hit the hard drywall.

But oh, such a good ache.

I pulled myself up by twisting my arms around his neck, rubbing my aching center against his naked abdomen as he finally got himself free from his jeans.

I felt his hard cock bounce against my butt and heard his pants fall to the floor just before he grabbed my hips roughly, pulling and pushing until he was finally fully sheathed inside of me. His hard cock filled me to the brim, quelling some of that delicious ache that had built in the last several days.

We needed this. Now.

Rough and blissful and needy but oh, so good.

I moaned and let my head fall back against the wall as Edward held onto me and pounded me into oblivion.

"Rub your clit, baby. I'm not going to last and I need you to come with me, sweetheart." Edward emphasized his breathy words through each thrust.

I pulled my hands out of his hair and managed to get it between us, rubbing my swollen clit between my middle and ring fingers as Edward picked up his ministrations pounding into me hard and fast in a steady rhythm.

"Oh, God, Bella." Edward groaned, "Do you see that, baby. Look at us, fuck, so good."

I looked down to see us connected together and came almost instantly at the sight of is thick cock impaling me as my fingers worked my pussy feverishly. That shit was hot as hell. "Fuck, Edward." I moaned, "Fuck, so... gahh." I came hard, squeezing him for all he was worth.

"Bella... love you... gonna... holy hell." Edward came deep inside of me, and held me against the wall as we steadied our breathing and our bodies.

I might have broken something, I wasn't sure, but damn that felt good.

"Jesus, baby," Edward leaned his forehead against mine and took in a shaky breath, "That's the hottest thing I've ever seen."

Couldn't argue there. "Fuckin' right it was." I kissed his lips softly while holding onto him. I wasn't sure if I would even be able to use my legs after being spread wide open like that, but fuck if I cared.

"Do you think you'll be able to walk?" Edward grinned at me as he looked down to where we were still joined. I could feel him soft and still inside of me and squirmed a bit as some of our juices dripped down against my butt.

I giggled and bit my lip, "I think we need a shower." And I cocked an eyebrow at him ya know, 'cause round two always meant good times.

Edward gave me that sexy as fuck smirk, "Let's start by making sure you can still walk, beautiful."

Edward slowly brought me down so I could put my feet on the ground as I held onto him for support. The muscles on my inner thighs ached from the pounding, but after stretching a bit, I was good to go.

Being bendy isn't always a bad thing.

"Come on, baby, let me go take care of you." Edward took my hand in his and led me to the bathroom.

All I could muster up was a well deserved "Fuck yes".

XOXOXOXO

"Is it morning already?" I groaned as I hit my hand over the snooze button.

We hadn't gone to bed too late in anticipation of our early morning wake-up call. Plus, all the sexing had really knocked me out. Edward had mad bedroom skills. Just sayin'.

Anyways, we begrudgingly got our asses out of bed. Might I say that mine was quite stiff from all of the sexing. But it was a good stiff so I took some Aspirin and sucked it up. Lord knows that was definitely making it on the 'to do again' list.

I had packed all of my bags while waiting for Edward the previous evening so while Edward loaded my luggage in the trunk of his car, I made us some coffee in to-go mugs and grabbed a few packages of Pop-Tarts for the road.

I ended up falling asleep pretty early on during the trip. Poor Edward endured three whole hours of bad radio while I snoozed. I hadn't even touched my coffee or my Pop-Tarts.

Wall fucking really takes it out of you. My girlie bits exclaimed.

"Dude," I looked over to him with half open eyelids and drool seeping down my chin, "you could have woken me up."

Edward chuckled, "And miss out on all the lovely dream talking? I don't think so, princess."

"Shut up," I wiped the drool from my chin and sat-up straight in my seat. "I can't believe we're almost there. Fastest trip, ever."

"Oh, it was an interesting trip, that's for sure." Edward stated with an impish grin on his face.

I narrowed my eyes at him, "What did I say?"

I couldn't remember anything I had dreamed of. I mean, sure sometimes I did speak when I was asleep.

When I lived with Alice, she had woke me up on several occasions where I was particularly verbose but it was never about anything major. Well, except the time where I dreamed of Nyddi and her perversions, but I hadn't spoken to my ex-roommate in months so surely I hadn't dreamed about her, right? "Shit, Edward, seriously, was it that bad?"

He chuckled, "That's for me to know and for you to find out, beautiful."

Fuck my life.

I shrugged it off, surely he would tell me someday and if not, well, he was clearly amused so it couldn't have been that bad. Heck, even if I declared my love for Swiss cheese, it was probably something he knew about me anyways.

When we got to Forks, I gave Edward directions to my parent's house and relaxed into the passenger seat when he put the car into park.

"We're here. God, I can't believe I'm doing this." I ran my hand through my hair, fluffing it and fixing it up a bit with my fingers before turning to Edward who seemed transfixed, watching me, "What?"

His emerald eyes bore into mine pleadingly, "Stop worrying, Bella. I love you; you love me. That is all that matters, whatever happens, okay?"

I swallowed the nerves that seemed to have found their way up my throat and nodded kissing his lips chastely before getting out of the car.

We barely made it up the walkway before Renee popped her head out of the front door to greet us. "Hi, honey, you made it."

Of course we did. I sighed and plastered a nervous smile on my face.

"Hi mom." I walked up to her quickly and hugged her, breathing her in.

We pulled back from each other as she appraised me. "Oh, baby, you look great." and then she chanced a glance behind me and cocked an eyebrow at me, "Well, isn't he a treat."

I rolled my eyes at my mother. She could be such a cougar sometimes but she meant no harm in her playful demeanor. "Mom, this is my boyfriend Edward Cullen." I stepped back from my mother's embrace and took Edward's hand in mine, "Edward, this is my mother, Renee."

"Nice to meet you, Renee." Edward grinned at my mother.

"Likewise." She replied coquettishly.

I was pretty sure she was checking him out. But I let it pass. I knew she meant absolutely no harm by it, heck, little old ladies at the grocery store eye-fucked him so, meh, who's one more, right?

Anyways, mom led us into the foyer where we took off our jackets and made ourselves comfortable.

"Your father had to go on an errand but he should be back shortly. I forgot to buy that cranberry sauce you like so much so I sent him to the store to get some. Last thing I want is to go in there tomorrow with the rest of the townfolk." She smiled as she headed for the kitchen, leaving us to our own devices.

I popped my head into the kitchen behind her, "I'll show Edward around the house, okay?"

She turned to face me and whispered, "You didn't tell me how handsome he is, sweetie. You go show that boy around the house good and proper." She wiggled her eyebrows mischievously and winked at me.

"Ehmm, yeah, sure mom." I shuddered and swallowed the bile that had risen up in my throat. Gross.

Not that Edward was gross, but my mom saying those things, just eww. I doubted we were going to be doing anything 'good and proper' in this house this weekend. Or any other time for that matter.

"Okay," I turned toward Edward and took his hand into mine, "ready for the grand tour?"

"Did your mom just give you permission to sleep with me in her house?"

"Shut up, Edward." I squeezed his hand as I pulled him behind me, up the stairs to the second floor.

"What? A man can hope, right?"

I turned toward him, "We're not... No. I just... No. Okay."

He chuckled, "You'll be begging for it, sweetheart."

I rolled my eyes, "Probably but you haven't met my dad yet and well, he has guns so I'd be careful of all this wishful thinkin' you're doing over there, Cullen."

We got to the top of the stairs and Edward pulled me to his side. "Always wishful for you, baby."

Ahh, such a romantic fool.

"So, this is my parent's room and over there is the guest room." I motioned to the room at the end of the hall, "That is the bathroom, the only one on this floor, by the way and this," I motioned to the only door to the right of the hallway, "is our room for the weekend."

"Well, by all means, Miss Swan, let me see the pink palace of perfection." He grinned; I glowered.

"Seriously, Edward, you sound like bad word porn."

He popped his eyebrow up all the way to his hairline. "Word porn?"

I sighed, "Ya know, those stories I read online? Fanfiction? Porn for the bored housewife?"

"I know, I know. And I also know about the YouPorn channels you have on your laptop, Isabella, don't think you can hide that shit from me." He chuckled and wrapped his arm around me, nuzzling his nose into the apex between my neck and shoulder.

I sighed and moved my head to the side to give him greater access, "Aww, fuck it. Let's go to my room and make out."

I felt his lips curl up into a grin. "That was easy. Thought you'd never ask."

XOXOXOXO

I have no idea how long we had been sucking face but at some point I heard mom hollering up the stairs telling us that dad was finally home. We had been so enthralled with the prospect of being naughty, well naughty in an immature 'think like you're fifteen' kind of way, that time just flew right by.

Edward was right, making out in your old teenage bedroom was a lot of fun.

So much so that I hadn't even shown him around the room. Not that there was much to show.

We made ourselves presentable and by presentable I mean that Edward had to will his hard-on to go away before we descended down the stairs so that I could have him meet my father.

"Hey Dad." I pulled up my sleeved and smoother down my hair nervously. "This is Edward Cullen. My boyfriend."

My father looked Edward up and down, eying him carefully, "Well, Edward, nice to meet you." He then shook his hand and patted his back, "How about you and I have us a little talk, man to man."

I looked at my father horrified. He wouldn't, "Daddy, don't show him the guns. Please."

He chuckled and patted Edward's shoulder while looking straight at me, "I don't know where you get these stories, sweetheart. I would never do that. But Edward," he gave Edward the death glare "you hurt my daughter and you will meet the gun collection. You hear me son?"

Edward let out an audible gasp and nodded.

"Daddy, Edward wouldn't hurt me. Would you stop worrying?"

"I love you Bells. I'm just lookin' out for you. Alright then, son, let me show you my cave." Dad led Edward to the basement.

Edward didn't speak, he just followed my father down the hall while I stood there mouth agape and looked on in horror.

A million questions popped into my head.

Had my father been kidnapped and replaced by some clone designed to lull us into some sense of security before striking and killing us all?

Had he been medicated? And would said medication render him into a killer?

Or even better, did dad actually like Edward?

"Don't over analyze your father's actions, Bella. You'll just drive yourself crazy." Mom gave me a reassuring smile as she headed towards the living room.

I followed her, "I don't understand. The last guy I brought over was scared shitless of ever coming back."

I sat down on the overstuffed maroon sofa while mom took her usual spot in the rocking chair by the picture window, "And how long ago was that, Bella?"

I thought about it and couldn't remember the last guy I had even bothered to bring to my parent's house. As far as I was concerned it could have gone as far back as high school. "I get your point. But I love Edward, mom, I don't want us to leave here in two days only for me to end up single again."

"Oh, sweetheart, I wouldn't worry about that. I see the way that boy looks at you. He's certainly not going anywhere. Your father wants you to be happy. Therapy's been helping a lot."

And I stared at her for a few seconds because I had no idea daddy was even seeing a shrink.

"Oh baby, so much has been going on in this house in the last couple of years. We're trying here. Your father has been quite difficult. It took a lot to make him speak up about the things that were bothering him. You know how he doesn't talk much, well anyways, he's changed. He's never going to be chatty Kathy, ya know, but he does want to be involved in your life, baby. He loves you so much. You're his baby girl."

I sat there and stared at my mother, I didn't know anything about this. I guess I hadn't been home in so long, really, what did I expect?

"Wow, mom, I had no idea." I wiped the errant tear from my cheek.

"Don't worry about Edward. Your father knows how important he is to you. They're probably down there discussing some fishing expedition or another"

I giggle snorted. The thought of Edward sitting in a boat for hours. Yeah, I think not. "Whatever keeps him alive, I guess."

Mom and I discussed everything from her job to mine and back. She asked how Alice was doing and I explained how she was looking into buying a home with Jasper.

At dinner time, Edward and my father came up to eat with us only to be summoned back into the vortex of the man-cave from some other sports expedition.

By nine thirty, when I hadn't seen or heard from Edward, I went outside, rustled up our luggage and brought it up to my room. I then proceeded to take a shower and go to bed.

See, I do not delve into the man-cave. That place was like a no estrogen zone.

So, with the new knowledge about my parents swimming around in my brain, I lay in my old bed and waited for Edward to join me.

Eventually, sleep must've won out and I drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

I don't know when Edward came to bed, but when I woke up some time in the middle of the night, he was there sleeping next to me. His nearly naked form taking up more than half of my double sized bed.

I cuddled up close to him, laid my head on his chest and drifted back off to sleep.

XOXOXOXOXO

The sun glaring through the window by the bed woke me up. I was slightly confused, thinking I may have dreamed up the last five years but then the soft fingers playing with the hem of my shirt, tickling my skin told me otherwise.

"What did you and my dad talk about last night?" I wondered aloud through my sleepy, raspy voice.

"Oh, he told me a little bit about you and them. About his infidelities and how hard it was for you to accept. He threatened my balls if I ever pulled that shit on you."

I smiled, "Wow, dad's pulling out all the stops with you. I rather like it."

Edward tightened his hold on me, "Well, I rather like you."

"They sleep right down the hall. We can't have sex." I stated, kissing my way down his chest.

"Baby, according to Bill Clinton, whatever you're about to do isn't considered sex." Edward's hand found its way to my hair where he threaded his fingers lightly through it, sending shivers down my body and straight to my core.

I licked my lips and looked up to see the satisfied smirk plastered on his perfectly delectable lips. "What exactly did you think I was going to do, Dr. Cullen?" I playfully cocked an eyebrow at him.

"Oh well, uhmm... shit I thought-"

I cut him off mid sentence, "Oh, did you think I was going to disgrace my parent's house this way? I'm not that kinda girl, Dr. Cullen." I stated, deadpan. Although the giggle that was threatening to escape was surely noticeable.

"I'm sorry baby, I shouldn't have assumed you were going to do that." He kept up his ministrations tucking pieces of unruly hair behind my ears and absentmindedly smoothing it back.

"Well, now that you've clearly put the thought in my head, I might as well. Lord knows you can take care of me later. In the shower. Where I can be a bit loud and not completely scar my parents with my sexy noises." The thought alone made me cringe. I wasn't exactly quiet when I came. Especially when it was Edward-induced.

A smile crept up his lips, "That's what I like to hear."

So, in true form, I gave him the best blowjob I could muster this early in the morning.

XOXOXOXOXO

"So I guess you're going to be watching football downstairs all day?"

He shrugged, "Probably. I have to get into his good graces somehow."

"Well, just be prepared for the best turkey ever." I smiled and patted his butt as I walked out of the bathroom.

We had just came out of the shower and, true to his word, he had given me mine while I struggled not to scream too loudly as his cunnilingus skills worked their magic on my pussy.

"Oh, baby, you never disappoint me with whatever you make."

Suck up.

But you love him.

I shook my head and walked downstairs where I joined my mother in the kitchen.

The weekend went ahead positively. We laughed as my mother regaled Edward with stories of my awkward youth. Dad made a few jokes, which surprised me and made me remember the man I used to know and love.

All in all, I wouldn't have asked for a better weekend.

When it was time to say goodbye, I told my mom how happy I was that things seemed better and I hugged my dad tightly against my chest. I kissed his tear stained cheek before telling him how much I loved him.

For the first time in years, a trip to see my parents hadn't been dreadful. It had truly been the best Thanksgiving in years.

On our way back, I made it a point to stay awake the entire time. Edward and I discussed our weekend in more detail. He told me about the football game, in which my father fell asleep on his recliner. He also let me in on a few more snippets of their conversation.

My parents, as it turned out, were more than happy to give us their blessing for the big move.

So, as we rode the almost four hour drive, we discussed the move in greater detail. We also made plans to have a party at his house beforehand to announce this joyous occasion to all of our friends. We would also be inviting them along to help out with the actual move. But for now, that little tidbit would be kept between Edward and I.

A/N: To respond to a couple of common questions: If you were expecting a load of drama or angst, this isn't the story for you. This is an ExB fic, so other characters have supporting roles only. That being said, we have maybe 4 more chapters and an epi to go with these two. :o)

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