Title: Visitor

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Tanya wants to break up Bella and Edward

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Stephenie Meyer

"Tanya is here."

Alice's voice was panicked as she poked her head in our room at sunrise.

"Great, have fun visiting with her. I'm going to stay up here with my wife." Edward said flatly.

"No, she wants to talk to you." Alice countered,

"I am fully aware of what her intentions are on this visit, and I can assure you, Alice, that I want no part in them." Edward replied.

"I really don't want to visit with her."

"Well, I'm sorry Alice. At least she isn't here to profess her undying love for you and try to convince you to leave your wife…err, husband." Edward pointed out.

I stiffened in his arms at his words. Tanya was here to steal my husband?

"Edward…"

"NO, Alice. I will not put up with her."

"You're going to have to someday, why not now?"

"Because right now I intend to make love to my wife. You have my full permission to relay those exact words to her, too." Edward said coldly.

Alice groaned in defeat and marched back down the hallway.

I looked up at him with my eyes full of questions.

"No, Bella. We are not making love with a visitor in the house. I just wanted Alice to tell her that."

"That's not…. I mean, that's fine, but……"

He raised his eyebrows at me.

"She wants to steal you from me!?" I blurted.

"Yes. She is rather fixated on it in fact." He chuckled, obviously amused with the situation.

"Its not funny." I pouted. "I am rather offended by it."

"Oh Bella," He tightened his arms around me and placed his lips on my collarbone. "She doesn't have a chance. I told you, I prefer brunettes.'

"Yes, because hair color would definitely be the final deciding factor."

"Bella, there is no deciding factor. There is nothing to decide. You are my wife, nothing in this world is worthy enough to compete with you for my love. All that I am belongs to you. She is pathetic for even coming here and entertaining this notion."

"Why didn't she just object at the wedding if she was so adamant about it?" I scowled.

"Believe me, she thought about it. She thought about it loudly, too. Her screaming thoughts were trying to draw me away from the beautiful woman I was being married to at the moment. She failed, of course. And as it turns out, she didn't object. it's a pity, really. I would have loved to knock her out and give her something to object to."

I couldn't help but giggle.

He playfully kissed the tip of my nose and ran his hands up my side as I wiggled in delight.

"Edward, that tickles!" I protested.

"Does it, now? I never would have guessed." He teased as he pinned me down between his knees and continued to tickle me.

Abruptly, he stopped and rolled off of me. He craned his head in towards the open door and listened intently.

I followed suit and began to pick up the mingling of voices downstairs.

"No, Tanya, I have to insist that you give Edward and Bella their space right now, they are having personal time right now and you shouldn't interrupt…" It was Alice speaking.

"I don't really care what they are doing," The unfamiliar voice must belong to Tanya, I decided. "I have to talk to Edward. Its urgent."

"Listen," Alice spoke again. "I know why you're here and its not right. Tanya its wrong of you to try to break them apart. They are happy, leave them - "

"WHAT!?" The new voice was Emmett's. "You're here to do WHAT!?"

"Oh shut up, tough guy, this has nothing to do with you."

What a bitch. I thought angrily.

"The voices continued and grew louder as they neared."

"I'll be damned." Edward growled. "She's actually coming up here. Quick, take off your clothes."

"What, me? YOU take off your clothes."

But it was too late for that. Tanya appeared in the doorway seconds later.

She really was beautiful. She could give Rosalie a run for her money. Her long blonde hair fell gracefully around her face and her soft yellow eyes were outlined by a plethora of unnecessary makeup. She was dressed in a skimpy mini skirt and an almost entirely see-through white tank top.

"Edward, can I have a word with you?" She didn't even try to hide the seductive tone to her voice.

"We're busy." I expected the words to come from Edward, but I was shocked to hear them said in my own cold and unfriendly voice.

"I wasn't talking to you." She shot me a dark glance. When her eyes fell upon me, they grew wide. "You're a vam….. When…?"

"After we were married." I replied. "That puts an additional obstacle in your way, doesn't it?" I snapped angrily.

"No. My position still remains."

"Yes, I see that." I shot back slyly, "And I really wish it wouldn't because you're blocking my view of the hallway."

She snorted and turned her attention back to Edward. "I need to talk to you."

"Then talk." He said flatly.

Her eyes flicked accusingly to me.

"She's my wife. Whatever you have to say to me, you can say in front of her."

She remained silent.

"What's the matter, Tanya?" He taunted mercilessly, "Are you afraid that my new wife can kick your ass?"

"She couldn't" Tanya's voice faltered slightly, revealing her own doubt in her words.

Edward laughed out loud. "Tanya, honey, you have no idea what Bella can do."

"And you have no idea what I can do." She threatened. I would be a much better wife than… that." She spat the title at me.

"Leave, Tanya."

"Not until -"

"I believe my husband asked you to leave!" I snarled.

"Yes, I believe I did." Edward backed me up.

"I'll wait then….. I'll wait until I have you alone. You'll see. You don't know how good I could be for you…" She stopped talking when I jumped out of bed.

I noticed as the blankets fell around me that I was wearing only underwear, I forgot about that.

"Get out!" The command tore out of my mouth viciously. "And if you ever come near my husband again, I will personally rip every hair out of your head ."

She raised her eyebrows, mocking me.

"GET OUT, NOW!" I screamed as I took a step towards her.

"I'll talk to you soon, Edward." She promised as she receded into the hallway and disappeared.

"NO YOU WONT!" I shouted after her.

Edward began laughing hysterically behind me.

"What?" I turned to him, confused. Was he laughing at my outburst?

"I definitely just saw Tanya imagining you kicking her ass in her mind."

I snorted. "Good."

"I agree, it was a nice break from the constant fantasies of her and I that she constantly has playing in her head. Let me tell you, if making love to her would be anything like what it looks like in her head, you are much better."

I giggled and fell back into his arms.

He kissed my neck gently and whispered - "I don't know why it always turns me on so much to see you get defensive and stick up for me."

I moaned in response to his fingers sliding up my thigh.

"Now, how about those clothes?" He grinned.