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"Isabella Marie Swan, why the hell didn't you tell me that you talked to Edward again?" he demanded.

I stopped in shock. I couldn't believe that Rose told Em. She promised to keep it to herself until I had a chance to tell him.

"Isabella, I am waiting for answer,"

"Well Dad," I snipped at him, "If Rose would have kept her damn mouth shut for about five minutes; I was going to tell you."

"Rosalie didn't tell me Bella," his voice more angry.

Wait if Rosalie didn't tell him, then who…Oh my, Edward called him. I seriously thought that little stunt of mine would have bought me more time than this.

"Edward called you," I stated.

"How astute of you Bella, and here I thought we were going to have to play the guessing game a little longer. I forgot how quick you can be."

"Have you talked to him then?" I asked, extremely curious.

"Oh we did more than talk. I punched him in the face."

"What do you mean, you punched him the face?" I demanded.

"I meant exactly what I said. I punched him in his pretty boy face."

"Is he alright? Did you hurt him?" I asked a little more forcefully than needed.

"Calm 'er down Bella, he's fine. No need to freak out, plus he told me to do it," he explained.

"He told you to punch him?"

"Yeah, said that he deserved it. I figured what the hell, he does deserve it."

"I can't believe you Emmett Swan, you can't just go around punching people in the face, no matter if they told you to do it or not," I yelled at him. I felt oddly protective of Edward, even though I shouldn't be.

"Jeez Bells, take a chill pill. Everything is alright. Eddie boy is sitting right here next to me nursing a beer."

"WHAT!" I shouted.

"He explained himself, and then I punched him and now we're having a beer."

"Where are you two dumb asses at?" I asked, picking up my purse. I was going to find them and well I don't know what I'm going to do. I guess first I will make sure that Em hadn't messed up Edward too bad, and then I may just kick them both in the nads.

Seriously I thought Em would tell Edward to go take a long walk off a short cliff, not punch him then have a beer with him, men!

"We're at Dobie's," he said. Of course they were. Dobie's was the pub we found a few years ago and claimed ours ever since.

"Well I am on my way there right now, please no more hitting," I begged slightly, running out my door and quickly locking it behind me.

"Sure, sure," he slurred and hung up.

I quickly made my way to the pub, kind of scared of what I was going to find. Em sounded like they were being decent, but I know my brothers temper. It doesn't take much to set him off. I pulled into one of the available parking space and jumped out of my truck.

I pulled open the door and stepped into the dimly lit bar, I squinted my eyes for a second, letting them adjust to the dark. Once I could make out the inside of the bar, I swept my eyes around looking for the hulking frame of my brother. It didn't take long to spot him. He was perched on a stool at the bar, his elbows resting on the bar. Edward was perched next to him, elbows planted in the same fashion.

Well at least they weren't beating each other up, that's a good sign. I made my over to them, sidestepping a couple of drunks, but before I could address either of the nimrods, Jerry, our favorite bartender, spotted me.

"Yo Bella, you're looking fine girl!"

I blushed and looked down, realizing then that I was still dressed up from my date.

"Thanks Jer," I said, as Edward's eyes snapped up. He slowly raked them over my body, causing me to blush even more.

"You want a beer?" Jerry asked, pulling my attention away from Edward.

"Sure," I said, walking closer to the bar. I felt Edwards's eyes still watching my every move.

"Well," I said turning to Edward and assessing his face. "What's the damage?"

"I'm fine," He said, looking down at the bar.

"Emmett has meat cleavers for hands, you are not fine," I said, stepping a little closer to him. "Let me look."

"I resent that statement Isabella," Emmett said from behind.

I just rolled my eyes and slipped my fingers under Edward's chin. Slowly I lifted his face up, ignoring the electrical current that was running in-between us. Once I could fully see his face I gasped. His right eye was completely swollen shut and was turning a nasty purplish blue.

"Oh my God Edward, are you alright?" I lifted my fingers up and slowly traced the swollen skin. He flinched slightly and I yanked my hand.

"I'm fine Bella, it's not like I didn't deserve it," he said after a second.

"I agree with that," Emmett said from behind.

"You shut up;" I raged, turning towards Emmett. "Don't even get me started on you. Last time I checked, Twenty eight year old men don't go around punching people in the face, no matter what!"

"And you," I said turning back to Edward, "Are not suppose to be drinking,"

I can't believe it took me this long to realize that he had a beer in front of him. Gosh how stupid can he get. I grabbed the beer and pushed it toward Em.

"It's not alcoholic, Bella," he said, smirking at me.

"What?"

"The beer, it's non-alcoholic. I told you that I was getting everything back under control," he explained.

"Well…..I thought….good," I stammered out, I was shocked to say the least.

"Thank you though," he said, giving me that crooked grin.

"For?"

"Caring enough to shove the beer away from me." The one green eye I could see was blazing emotion. "And by the way, you do look beautiful."

"Yeah Bells, why do you look like a girl today?" Emmett jumped into our conversation.

"Wow, thanks Em. I do wear dresses and skirts almost every day."

"I know, but you look all girly girl today, not business professional Bella," he explained, shoving Edward's fake beer back towards him.

"Well I had a date, if you must know," I replied and noticed out of the corner of my eye, that Edward's jaw twitch and his hand tighten around the neck of his bottle.

"Oh, with that Ryan guy?" Em asked. I saw Edward's lips twitch, threatening to break put in a smile.

"Riley," I corrected him, "and yes, it was with him."

"But enough about my love life, I am not done with you two," I said. "Edward do you mind giving me a minute with my brother."

"No that's fine, I need to use the john anyways," he respond and stood up from his stool. Once he was no longer in ear shot, I turned towards my brother.

"So what you guys are all buddy, buddy now?" I demanded.

"I guess," he said shrugging.

"Excuse me, are you serious?" I said in shock. "Just last week you were all like 'I don't trust that guy Bells, if he shows up at your place I want to know so that I can kick his ass' and now you are having a drink with him."

"Well I did sort of kick his ass," he said, taking a long drink from his beer.

"Emmett," I warned him.

"Fine, he explained his reasons for leaving, which were really stupid. Then I punched him, which felt awesome. But then he apologized, and he meant it, Bells. I mean the guy made a mistake, but the reason he made that mistake was because he loved you and was trying to protect you, and I can't fault him for that," he explained. "Yeah, it was not the smartest thing he could have done, but Edward was always compulsive."

"But…he….four years," I stammered out, in shock at what he said.

"Yeah I know Bells," he said, getting the gist of what I was trying to express. "He has a lot of making up to do, but it's not like I'm telling you to be with the guy. I just want you to be happy, no matter what," he said, sounding an awfully lot like Alice.

"That's what Alice said," I said, leaning into my brothers' side, as he wrapped his arm around me squeezing me closer.

"But if he ever hurts you again, I will do more then punch him in the face." Now there was the brother I knew.

Edward walked back up, his eye assessing Em and I.

"Do you guys need more time?" he asked,

"Nope, we're good," I said, pulling away from Em.

"Well, I better get home to Rosie, before she was a hernia," Emmett said, standing up. "See you guys later. Bye Jerry!"

We both watched in silence as Em disappeared out the door.

"How are you really?" I asked after a minute.

"I'm good, really.,"

"Do you want to get out of here?" I asked, shocking myself.

"Yes," he responded in surprise. "Where do you want to go?"

"We could go get a bite to eat," I suggested, getting up and walking towards the door.

"Okay," he said following.

Once outside, in the harsh light of day, I stopped and looked at him. His black eye looked horrible.

"Did you drive here?" I asked, worried about him getting behind the wheel with only one working eye.

"No, I took a cab," he said.

"Well, I think we should go back to my place, "I suggested, knowing that he need to put something on his eye. "I could cook us something, while you hold a steak to your shiner,"

His eye lit up, "Sure, sounds good. Where did you park?"

I led him over to my truck and unlocked the door. We made the trip to my apartment in silence. Once we were inside, I slipped out of my shoes and walked into the kitchen, pulling open the fridge, and grabbed out a defrosted steak and handed it to him.

"While you hold that to your eye, and I am going to change," I explained, before he could respond, I ducked around him and quickly walked to my room.

I changed into a worn pair of jeans and a light blue t-shirt. Nothing special, I didn't want him getting any ideas.

I found my Edward sitting on the couch, flipping through the channels on the TV. When he heard me enter the room, his head snapped up.

"I figured I would watch some TV while you cook, I didn't want to get in your way," he explained. Gosh I hate/love that he remembers me so well. I hate when people get under my feet in the kitchen.

"That's fine. I'll tell you when it's finished," I said heading into the kitchen.

We ate our cheese burgers and fries in a comfortable silence, while watching reruns of Full House. I quickly cleaned up the dinner mess, after refusing any help from Edward, while he pouted on the couch, as he always did. While washing the few dishes that I had used, I gave myself a few minutes to think about everything.

Being here with Edward was effortless. It was like no time had passed. I didn't know how I felt about that. Em's forgiveness took me most by surprise though; I figured that he would have held that grudge to the grave. But I guess I was wrong. It wasn't just wrong about that, but about a lot of things. I dried that last dish and I knew that I couldn't stall any longer.

"How's your eye feeling?" I asked, sitting back down on the couch next to him.

"I'll live," he assured me. The swelling was going down, thankfully. "So…"

"So….." I said in return.

"Do you forgive me?" he asked, turning his body to face me.

"What?" I asked, even though I knew what he was getting at.

"You said that if Emmett forgave me, that you could also," he reminded me.

"It's not that easy Edward," I said, looking down at my hands.

"I know that it's not going to happen overnight, but is there a chance Bella?" he asked, reaching out and grabbing one of my hands.

Could I forgive him? I already knew the answer to that. Yes, I could. Am I ready to tell him that? Well that's a totally different story. But I guess it was time to act like an adult and face things head on. I can't sit here and be mad about being left in the dark, when I knowingly doing the same thing to Edward. Withholding information and feeding him half truths.

"Yes, I can forgive you Edward. With time," I added, his large warm hand squeezing mine tightly.

"Thank you Bella. You won't regret giving me a chance."

"I hope not," I said, slowly pulling my hand from his. I wasn't ready for that.

"I think I should take you home now," I said after a minute. I was emotionally spent for one day.

"You don't have to," he said standing. "I can get a cab."

"It's okay, I can take you," I said, standing and walking towards the door.

"Really Bella, I would feel much better knowing that you are home and safe."

"Fine," I relented. I wasn't in the mood to argue with him. If he wanted to take a cab he can, it's his money he's wasting.

"Thank you," he said, smirking at me, just like he always does when he wins.

"Well Goodnight then," I said softly, as I opened up the door.

"Goodnight love," he replied as he disappeared out the door.

Ringing…..Something's ringing…..I snapped my eyes open, taking in my dark bedroom. It is not an appropriate hour for my alarm clock to be ringing. It takes me a second of staring straight at said clock to realize that my phone is ringing, and at 1:37 in the morning. Groaning, I rolled out of bed and went in search of my phone. Finding it buried under a pile of clothes, I sleepily pushed the answer button and held it up to my ear

"'Ello," I garbled out.

"Bella?" A male voice boomed into the phone, a little too loudly.

"Jake?"

"Bella, were you sleeping?"

"Yes, Jake, it is 1:30 in the morning," I snipped with irritation now setting in.

"Sorry Bells, but I had to call and share the news," he boomed, a little too enthusiastically, again.

"What news? Are you alright?" I asked, now a little worried.

"I am fantastic! I proposed to Vanessa tonight and she said yes," he shouted.

"God Jake, that is awesome!" I mused with a smile spreading across my face for my friend. "So how did you do it?"

"Well I just got down on one knee and asked. I had a real extravagant night planned for next weekend, but I couldn't wait, and ended up doing it as we were watching tivo'ed episodes of Lost," he rushed out.

"Well, that is so awesome. I am so excited for you guys," I said genuinely, but I could feel tears starting to burn my eyelids. Don't get me wrong, I am jacked that Jake popped the question, and I could think of no better girl for him. But part of me was sad now, because I was the only one left. I know it was silly to think that, but I couldn't help it.

"Thanks Bells. I need to call my dad, so I'm gonna go.. Sorry for waking you, but I just couldn't help myself."

"Its fine Jake, and tell Van I said congrats," I said as traitor tears started leaking down my face.

"See you Bells," he said, and hung up the phone.

"Bye Jake," I whispered into the dead receiver.

I dropped my phone back onto the floor and curled into a ball on my bed. I let the tears run their course. I couldn't exactly pinpoint what was causing them, but I just needed to let them out. It wasn't because of Jake, I knew that. I think part of it was his excitement, I remember feeling that way once. I could feel myself slipping a memory, and I didn't even bother to fight it.

"Who should we tell first?" I asked excitedly, once we were back in the car. I was still in shock. I couldn't believe that Edward had just proposed and in our meadow, to boot.

"Anyone you want love," he answered, beaming at me.

I stared at the glittering diamond on my finger. I have never been so happy in my whole entire life.

"Can we tell my parents first?" I asked selfishly.

"Whatever you want," he said reaching out and grabbing my hand, placing another kiss on the ring.

We pulled up to my parent's house shortly after. I could barley sit still, by the time Edward had come around to open my door, I was bouncing in my seat.

"Come on love," he said, holding his hand out for me.

I grabbed it and jumped out of the car, earning a hearty laugh from Edward. I practically sprinted to the door, dragging him behind me. I turned to give him a teasing glare and then I yanked the door open.

"Mom," I yelled out once we were inside the house. "Dad."

"In here sweetie," my mom called out from the living room.

I swiftly pulled Edward in there, with the shit eating grin not leaving either of our faces. My parents looked up at us when we entered. My mom had a knowing smirk on her face, while my dad looked downright confused to why were busting into their house in the middle of the day.

"Mom, Dad," I addressed them. "Edward and I have some news for you."

I stopped to take a much needed breathe. "Edward proposed and I said yes!" I exclaimed.

"Oh baby," my mom jumped up and wretched from Edward's grasp. She pulled me tight against her and hugged me. "I am so happy for you. Let me see the ring."

I pulled back and held up my left hand. She grabbed it and gasped.

"You did good Edward," she turned her teary eyes to Edward, who was actually blushing.

"Thanks Renee, but I had help," He said.

I looked away from them and took in my dad, who was sitting stone faced in recliner, clutching his beer tightly in his hand. I nudged my mom and pointed to my dad.

"Charlie?" my mom asked "Are you okay?"

He turned his stony expression on to us. "I need to speak to Edward….outside." He chugged down the rest of his beer and stood up.

"Dad, why do you need to talk to Edward?" I asked, stepping front of him.

"Just need to talk to him about some things," he said stepping around me.

"You are not going to go outside and threaten him," I exclaimed.

"Isabella, I just have a few things to explain to the boy,"

Before I could say anything else, Edward stepped forward "It's alright love."

I silently watched the two of them walk out the front door. I turned to my mom and rolled my eyes.

"You know your father, dear."

"Yeah, yeah. He just better not threaten to shoot him again." I said thinking back to the last chat they had "outside". I happened right after Edward and I announced we were moving in together.

My mom just chuckled and picked my hand back up to ogle the ring again. As I watched my mom, I realized that she knew. Earlier I had stomped into the house, spitting angry, she knew that was why he was being all cryptic.

"You knew?" I asked out loud.

"About?" she asked, still hung up on my ring.

"You knew he was going to propose? Did he call you and tell you?"

"No, I summed it up from the way you said he was acting," she said, smiling at me.

Then it dawned on me, the story. That was why my dad was acting funny that night at dinner.

"Dad proposed to you that night, didn't he?" I asked.

"Yes he did," she said dreamily.

Before I could ask her anything else, the door opened and in walked my dad and my fiancé. Thankfully alive.

"Hey," I smiled at him.

"Hey love," he said wrapping his arm around my waist. I leaned in close to his ear and whispered "Did he threaten to shot you again?"

"No, he just wanted to enlighten me on how to treat you," he whispered back, keeping a wary eye on my dad.

"Really," I giggled "And how are you suppose to treat me?"

"Oh you know the usual. Flowers, candy, taking out the trash, all things that I already do," he smirked at me.

"Well, I guess I'm going to have to make it rougher on you now that we are engaged."

"Oh yeah?" he asked.

"Yeah, like maybe you should also clean the toilets,"

"No!" he exclaimed in mock horror. "Anything but the toilets."

I couldn't help but giggle at him.

"We should go tell your parents," I said, pushing up on my tiptoes to give him a chaste kiss.

"Yes, we should," he said, eyeing my lips hungrily.

We spent the next couple of hours sharing the news with every person we could think of. We were always met with the same reaction…extreme excitement. Alice about had a mental breakdown, she started sprouting off wedding ideas and themes. Rose finally wrestled the phone away from her, to shout her congrats in our ears. Em followed her, after a few well place threats to Edward's manhood, he gave us his blessing.

I rolled over in my bed, pushing away the memory. I knew that I told Edward early that I could forgive him for everything, and I wasn't lying. But the million dollar question is: Can I forget everything?

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