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Yeah, this chapter is probably my second favorite to write.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. I own knitting lessons.

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Seeing Edward driving home with that blank, what-the-fuck-was-that expression on his face was priceless. I could practically see the little wheels in his head turning as he tried to figure out what I meant, and if I meant it.

I was beginning to get a bit nervous that he hadn't said anything though. Maybe Elizabeth was wrong…

Worries disappeared instantly as she reached over and squeezed my hand, offering me a reassuring smile.

"Dear, you might want to close your mouth. Alice would positively chafe at the thought of drool on your nice tux."

She looked at me and winked as Edward slowly closed his mouth, before she leaned into me and whispered softly into my ear.

"What did you tell him, Bella? He's gone catatonic."

I whispered back.

"The truth."

***

After going to get Elizabeth's bags, we had gone back to Chateau Le Cullen, where I made a pot of coffee and everyone sat down in the living room to catch up.

Elizabeth really was absolutely amazing, how she acted so calm and happy, and exuded a wise air was beyond me. To know the pain in her life, and see her here telling stories and giggling with us was astonishing.

Emmett revered her, he sat by her with his arm over her shoulder while Rosalie looked on warmly, resting her hand on her stomach as a subconscious gesture.

I smiled looking at the diversity in the room, but yet how compatible we were.

And Edward. Well Edward, it was evident just how much of a mommas boy he was. He was looking at her and fussing over how thin she was, was she eating?, did she get a new security system installed, was the gardener coming Wednesdays?

Elizabeth laughed and rolled her eyes, but everyone could see just how pleased she really was. Her little boy still worried about her, he hadn't forgotten, he never would.

Once we had drank coffee, we all retired to our rooms, Edward walking with me to my door before turning and pressing his lips to my forehead. My stomach dropped as disappointment flooded me.

Until he leaned down to whisper in my ear.

"I'm so glad you're not sorry."

My heart soared as I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned into his warm, inviting body.

A smile that could light up the room on my face as I watched him walk to his room, so as not to give his mother the wrong idea. I knew we would have to talk later.

***

I found myself not sleeping at two in the morning, looking at the beautiful moon in the sky.

The door creaked open behind me, and I fully expected Edward, but the presence was different.

She sat next to me on the cushion. We sat quietly for a while, each lost in our own thoughts.

"You're a brave woman Bella."

I turned to her, to this person who had gone to hell and back and lived, who was still living, and I smiled softly.

"I'm nothing compared to you."

"You're more."

I leaned against the window pane and rested my forehead on the cool glass.

"How-" But she cut me off.

"I know that you've been through a great pain. And to come back and learn to love after that is- it's more than I've been able to do."

"Did Edward…"

"No, he didn't tell me anything. I see it in your eyes."

She looked directly at me and I looked at her in the moonlight, so breathtakingly wise and beautiful, just like Edward. She was black and white and her features looked so soft and vulnerable as she looked at me with her expressive eyes, and I understood.

"The eyes are the window to the soul." I whispered, and she nodded solemnly, although she smiled as she did so.

She held her soft, frail hand out to me.

"He's been hurt too, Bella. Heal him. Do what I never could. I wasn't strong-" She choked and her voice broke.

I clasped at her hands with the desperation of a dying man and found my voice breaking also.

"No, no, Elizabeth, never, ever say that. You are so strong, and Edward- you couldn't have done better with this man. He's- well he's everything I could've hoped for, and that was all your doing. He needs no healing." I spoke in a soft rush, looking into her eyes and trying so damn hard to convey my words to her.

We sat and looked at each other.

"Oh, Bella. You're more than I could've asked for."

I smiled through my tears and looked back out the window.

Elizabeth and I then began to talk, telling details of our lives few ears had heard before. This woman was a kindred spirit. She was somehow a long lost sister, or something of this sort.

"How is it to- to lose the one you love?" I asked quietly.

She kept her eyes on the moon.

"It's the greatest pain unimaginable."

I nodded tersely and held her hand while she shed a few tears.

God knows she deserved them.

***

When the sun began to rise, we looked up, a bit surprised.

"It feels like minutes that we've been talking, doesn't it?"

I smiled.

"Coffee?"

We walked downstairs into the kitchen at the crack of down to prepare a pot of coffee and some breakfast.

She hummed quietly as she fried eggs and the sound and image of her at the stove made me miss things I'd never had, a mother who was actually a mother, not a best friend.

I shook my head to clear the thought guiltily, feeling suddenly horrible. Renee had tried her best.

While I drank my second cup of joe, Edward stumbled sleepily into the kitchen and went to hug his mother. He nuzzled her neck and it made me smile.

Momma's boy.

"Smells amazing," he mumbled.

Elizabeth grinned at him and I got a fleeting look at true light in her eyes, one that I hadn't seen before. Only when she looked at her son.

After a while the rest of the gang joined us in the kitchen for a quick breakfast while Alice planned a shopping trip for all of the family, plus Aunt Lizzie, who 'positively needed some color in her life'.

She blushed.

And so we now had four shopping trips planned and only one week before New York.

Oh, Alice.

***

And so had gone five days. Edward and I had been skittering around the subject, mostly occupied with spending time with Elizabeth.

It was like a standstill. We both knew how the other felt but we had yet to say it.

But when we did there had best be some kissing. And some sex.

Shit.

Elizabeth was… amazing. A mother, a best friend, confidante. I loved her.

She didn't worship at the altar of shopping either, so we got along there. We had late night talks, where Edward had been included once.

And the big pink sexual tension elephant was back. We both kind of didn't really want to hook-up because everything would come out at once, we'd probably fuck, kiss, and declare undying love, and that might be a bit much.

Besides, I was still savoring the comfortable atmosphere of satisfaction between us. But I had to make my move soon.

And New York in two days. I was ridiculously excited and I spent all day telling Edward so, jumping on him at random times and squealing happily.

Alice had everyone packing, rental cars booked, hotel rooms booked, and a itinerary for the five days we'd be there.

Now to just wait.

God, I hated waiting.

***

The morning of New York dawned bright and exciting. I woke up feeling unusually peppy, showered, dressed, ate in record time and waited while everyone moved around sluggishly.

By nine we were on our way to the airport, as I bounced in my seat.

Edward was looking at me amusedly, and Elizabeth sat serenely in her seat.

At the airport everything dragged on forever, and the only eventful thing was a guy who totally ate it in the lobby and made me laugh until I thought I'd pee. Alice was rolling in hysterics while Jasper chuckled calmly, Emmett's booming laughter filling the terminal.

These were the times you always wanted to remember.

At eleven thirty, we were boarding the plane. I was nervous.

I hated planes.

"Calm down, Bella, we'll be fine."

"Not when we're hurtling toward earth in a death spiral." The excitement was wearing off as I tensed. My head hurt.

He grasped my hand in his and I relaxed a tad. We took our seats in first class.

Takeoff made me turn white and shake, but once we were cruising I felt fine.

And then our flight attendant spotted Edward.

"Hello, I'm Tanya, can I help you with anything?"

Bitch this is first class, you can go fuck yourself.

She was looking directly at Edward. Strawberry blonde, Surgically enhanced boobs (double d's), nose, probably Botoxed, and I just know she had some labioplasty under that tailored booty skirt. Long red nails, matching with lipstick, thick makeup, and a gold digging smile.

How did she get away with that?

She ignored our clasped hands and looked at me with a leer, as if to say, what competition?

Then the bitch leaned over our seats to fluff my pillow, putting her fucking saline filled cow bags in my Edward's face.

She moved back with a smile and walked down the aisle.

I sat with my mouth hanging open, fury in my eyes.

Elizabeth was sitting in the seat in front of me by herself, Alice and Jasper across, Emmett and Rose behind.

Had no one seen that?

"Bella-"

"Did you enjoy the silicone face volleyball?"

He snorted, lifting my hand to his lips and kissing it. I melted into a puddle of Edward bliss.

"That was so obvious Edward. Like really."

"Yeah, I know."

Fifteen minutes later, Tanya came back, Her boobs and shirt adjusted so the top of her leopard print bra could be seen above her shirt just slightly.

I gagged.

Once again, before I could stop her, she leaned in to fluff my pillow.

Tits in Edward's face. And then she walked away, hips swinging so exaggeratedly that I considered asking her if she was disabled or trying to take out all of aisle three.

Stupid cunt.

My jealousy flared. This girl was pretty much the symbol of 'girls like me's worst nightmares. I wanted to rip off her fake hair and shove it up her plastic cooch.

I tried to relax, leaning back in to my seat and closing my eyes.

Fifteen fucking minutes later, guess who's back, skirt rolled just slightly higher.

The nasty whore saddle was going to end up in assless chaps if she came back one more time.

And this time I was ready.

As she leaned in to 'fluff my pillow', I reached out before her tit made contact with Edward's left eye and pinched her nipple.

Hard. With my nails.

She yelped and jumped back, eyes wide, expression almost comical.

I leaned forward menacingly and said,

"Put your cheap, fake, uneven, tits in my mans face one more time, and it'll be your pillows that need fluffing."

She huffed and walked away, clutching her chest.

I laughed at Edward who was looking at me with surprise, but also licking his lips, which either meant he needed chapstick, or he was planning his application to the mile high club.

I grinned and leaned back.

"Who knew you getting all animalistic would turn me on so much." he whispered.

I unfolded our complimentary blanket and spread it over our laps, before whispering in his ear.

"Show me how turned on," as I slipped my hand under the blanket and beneath his waistband.

I grasped his already hardening cock, and smiled devilishly at the way his jaw tensed and his eyes glazed over.

No one was looking our way, Rose and Emmett were looking at a baby book, Elizabeth napping quietly, Alice and Jasper reading a magazine.

I licked his ear and continued to stroke up and down, working my thumb over his tip which caused him to hiss slightly.

"You like that Edward?" I breathed into his ear. "You like it when I touch your huge cock? How would it feel to have you in my mouth…" He bucked into my hand.

This was two weeks of sexual frustration coming out on a plane. There would have to be some dirty talk involved.

I stroked harder, working up a rhythm, faster and firmer, licking his ear, breathing into his neck, while he hid his face in my shoulder.

I started cupping his balls, rubbing them lightly, before I went back to feeling his hard length.

Any other woman would have been bored with this, but I was fascinated, having Edward's very core, his flesh vulnerable beneath my skin. I stroked harder.

"You want to cum? Cum for me Edward." I spoke softly before I nibbled on his earlobe.

Then I realized he really didn't want to cum in his pants. This would be risky, but…

I curled up in my chair, feet hanging off, and put my head beneath the blanket, releasing Edward's throbbing erection and putting it in to my mouth before he even knew what was happening.

Hoping this would be quick, I moved my head slowly, sucking hard while I swirled my tongue around him, base to shaft.

He exploded into my mouth with no warning. And I found that hot.

I swallowed quickly, popping my head out of the blanket, as he laid there, staring into space, cheeks flushed, eye lids heavy.

"Well…that was unexpected."

"The fellatio?"

"The whole thing."

I laughed.

"Wish Tanya would've come by."

He leaned in to me, sending a shiver down my spine.

"Only fair that I should return the favor."

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That might be an outtake, next chapter shall be New York!

Just a hint: You will not have to wait any longer for 'I love yous' and thaaa dirrrty.

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