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Chapter 12:

A soft beeping sound started to wake me up. I opened my eyes slowly just to see that it was 6:15 in the morning. Ugh, I don't want to get up. I started to roll over and felt the soreness left over from the fun Edward and I had last night. I can't believe how sweet he and loving he was with me last night. Now if I could just find a way to make sure Tony could sleep in so I didn't have to be waking up so damn early every day, everything would be perfect.

Edward shut off the alarm and rolled over to look at me.

"Morning." He said as he moved a stand of hair out of my face.

"Morning. I wish we didn't have to get out of bed. It's so warm and cozy." I started to scoot closer to him so I could lay my head on his chest.

"Mmm this is nice."

"Yes it is. Now we should get up so that Tony doesn't catch us." I told him as I slowly started to sit up.

"Why don't you go take a shower and I'll start the coffee." Edward said as he was putting his boxers back on.

After my shower Edward went to get ready while I sipped on my coffee. He made me promises not to start breakfast. He wanted to make pancakes this morning but I was not allowed to help. A few minutes after he started making breakfast Tony slowly walked into the kitchen.

"Morning Tony." I said.

"How did you sleep buddy?" Edward asked.

"Fine. I'm hungry." He said as he sat down at the table across from me.

"Well that's good cuz I'm making pancakes."

"All right, I love pancakes. Um Edward, can I ask you something?" I noticed Edward looked over at me and I just nodded my head.

"Sure buddy, ask me anything."

"Can I paint my room?"

"You want to paint your room?" Edward asked. He looked at me like he wanted me to help but I wasn't about to get into that. I wasn't really sure what to say.

"Well, yeah. I was kind of thinking that if you'd let me paint my room, I could just keep living here." Tony said as he looked down at the table.

"Would you like to live here with me Tony?" Edward asked. He was putting the pancakes on the plates and bringing them over to the table.

"Of course I do. It'd be pretty cool if Mom could stay too. Maybe someday you could be like my Dad."

"Thanks for thinking of me buddy." I said between my laughs.

"Well Tony, I think you and your Mom should stay here all the time. I think we should bring all your stuff from Grandpa Charlies house and we should decorate your room however you want to. I would really like it if someday I could be like your Dad." Edward said as he bent down to look Tony in the eye while telling him.

"Is it ok Mom?" Tony looked over to me.

"I personally think it's a great idea. I don't know how Grandpa is going to like it, but you let me worry about him." I told him.

"Yeah." Tony cheered. He launched himself into Edwards arms. It looked like Tony was saying something in Edwards ear but I couldn't hear anything. Edward seemed to respond to whatever Tony had said. When they pulled away I gave a questioning look to Edward and he just shook his head as if now was not the right time to bring it up.

A few minutes later my phone started to ring. I grabbed it and noticed it was my Dad. Great, his ears must have been burning.

"Hey Dad, what's up."

"Morning Bella. I was actually wondering if I could stop by Edward's today to talk with you guys." He sounded like he had his cop voice. Oh god, what if he knew we were just talking about moving in here officially. I feel like a kid who just got caught skipping school.

"Um, is everything ok? I mean, do you think it's a good idea, what if Sam is watching you?" That got Edwards attention.

"It will be just fine. Can I come over in about 20 minutes? Do you think you guys will be decent?" What did he just ask me?

"Dad! What do you think is going on over here? Of course we will be decent in 20 minutes. We're decent now." Edward started to laugh and Tony just kept looking back and forth between us.

"Well I don't know what you young kids do these days."

"Did you forget that Tony is here with us?"

"Well maybe he's still sleeping. How am I supposed to know?"

"What child do you know of that sleeps past 10 in the morning?" By this time I'm now laughing too.

"Whatever. Stop giving your old man as hard time. I'll be over in a bit."

"Alright Dad. See you then." Then I hung up the phone.

"What was all that about?" Edward asked.

"I don't really know. He's coming over in about 20 minutes to talk to us and apparently we are walking around the house indecent and Tony sleeps past noon every day." I said as I started to clear the plates.

Twenty minutes later there was a knock at the door. Tony was back to playing video games and Edward and I went to the door. Sure enough there was my Dad. Edward led us to the kitchen.

"Do you want any coffee Dad?"

"No I'm fine. Here let's sit down." We all sat around the table. "After Sam stopped by my house on Sunday he went to town. He started asking about you. He wasn't getting anywhere until he went to the diner and started talking to Jessica."

"Gossiping hag." I said under my breath.

"Any ways, Jessica told him about the store you are going to open. He went over to the spot but of course you weren't there. He did lay low all day yesterday but this morning I headed into the station and he was there waiting for me. He asked if he could talk to me for a minute. He figured I wouldn't be as hostile if we spoke at the station. Apparently I was rude to him on Sunday. I don't think so but whatever."

"Dad. What did he want to talk about?"

"Oh, right sorry. He wanted to explain why he was here and what he had brought with him. You know the messages from James. Apparently Sam started going to therapy after James was convicted. He's been going twice a week and he is starting to see what a horrible man he has become. He understands everything that happened between you and James and couldn't believe it was all taking place with Tony in the same house. He tried to explain it as if he has been in a daze for the last 5 years. His therapist thinks he has severe depression and that's why he let all the bad things continue to happen around him. He doesn't expect that you would ever forgive him. He's not looking for that. He knows that he might not have been the one to hit you; he's the one who could have stopped it. He just wanted you to know that he is going to leave you and Tony alone. He said he was hoping to see us one last time before he essential left your lives for good but he understands if we don't want to see him.

"He gave me the messages from James. They are just letters for you guys. I hope you don't mind but I read them first. Just to make sure there was nothing in them that shouldn't be." He took out two letters and put them on the table. "I don't know if you are going to read them or not. It's up to you and not me just because I read them first. I will tell you that it seems like it was his way of letting go of both of you. He actually asks that you keep the letter he wrote to Tony and give it to him when he's 18 so he can understand it better. In my mind because he said to give it to Tony when he is 18, he has no plans to find you guys once he is out of prison."

Edward was rubbing soothing circles on my back and I had a few tears fall down my cheeks.

"So this means it's over? I really don't need to be worried he's going to try and come back for us?" I asked my Dad.

"It's all over Bells. Sam left town after we talked this morning."

"Wow. I can't believe it." Edward kissed the side of my head. I feel like so much weight has been lifted off of me, almost as if I can actually fully breathe now.

"So, the big question is when are you going to come back to the house and get all your stuff?" My Dad said after a few minutes.

"What? What do you mean?" I asked. Was he kicking me out? I know I don't need to worry about that but still I can't believe my Dad would do that.

"Come on Bells. I'm not stupid. I could see how much you two love each other on Sunday. Edward watched out for you and Tony. Why on earth would you come back to my house after you guys are already here? I mean come on. Tony needs some stability in his life."

I was in absolute shock. Here I thought it was going to be hard convincing my Dad that I knew what I was doing with Edward and he's basically kicking me out and telling me to move in here. Edward was just laughing at my reaction.

"Hey, how was I supposed to know you would be ok with this?" I asked my Dad.

"Bella, everyone could see on Sunday how much you guys already had meant to each other. I'll admit it's a bit fast, but that doesn't mean it's not right. You have to follow your heart. Now, I think I'll go and check on my Grandson before heading back to work." With that he walked out to the living room.

"I told you what we have is right." Edward said into my ear before kissing my temple again.

After my Dad told us about his conversation with Sam we spent the first part of the day just relaxing. I put away the letters that James had sent to us. I really did not feel the need to read either of them. It didn't bother me that my Dad read them either. It just means if there was anything in either of them that I needed to know about now he would have told me. It really is preventing me from driving myself crazy about reading them. I figured maybe in a few years I would read them.

It's hard to go from being worried about who might be behind me or that James might find some way to continue to torture me to now knowing that everything is ok now. Now I know that I really can start to live my life again. I really feel blessed that I have been able to survive my time with James, and that I was strong enough to do something about what he was doing to me. I made the move up here to Forks determined to start over. I just didn't realize how easy it would be. Everyone has been so great. I'm so thankful that I have such an amazing set of friends.

I guess everything really does happen for a reason. If I had stayed down in Arizona I would never have met Edward. That is something I am not willing to pass up. I'm still amazed at how we really have only known each other for a few days. I guess when you know it's right there's no sense trying to fight it.

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