Ok, well, this chapter has LOTSA Emmett in it, and it's real funny, so I had no choice but to dedicate it to my 2nd cousin Corbin… Just don't tell him I called him my second cousin, because I am too young to die! Okay, so maybe he won't kill me, but he'll put me in timeout, and I need all the dignity I can get. Why? I tripped in the pool. Yeah, clumsy me. Some of these clumsy moments of Bella's in the story are actually mine. Like the volleyball. Not my best experience… okay, sorry about that little rant of mine…

And for the record, later on in the chapter just so you know, I do not know how an X-ray workd or how it, well, takes your X-ray or whatever, so just bear with me… I thought of it as just a camera, so you know… And I don't know what fiber glass looks like before it is made into your cast… Gimme a break, I don't remember what the doc did when I broke my bone, it was so long ago I forgot.

Any who… ON WITH THE SHOW…

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He promised that we would finish our conversation, and I held him to that.

- 7 AM- (with no sleep at all)

"Ok, I'll be right back, I forgot the curling iron!" Alice chirped.

I groaned. What hadn't she done to me yet? A lot, apparently.

Then it hit me. We'll finish our conversation later. Alice wasn't here to stop me, and it was later, wasn't it? It was.

The next thing I knew, I was out of Alice's room, running up the stairs to the third floor, and straight to Edward's room.

He was exactly as I had found him that first time I came across him on accident. On his black leather couch, listening to an iPod.

Except now I wasn't surprised.

"Hey," I called from the doorway. He looked up, and smiled when he saw it was me. I smiled as well.

"Hey."

"Can I come in?" I asked, trying not to intrude.

"You have to ask?" he said, putting the iPod away and clearing a space for me on the couch.

"You know, Edward," I began when I was settled on the couch, "We never finished our conversation."

"Hmmm," he mused, "well, I guess you're right."

"But you know what?" I asked, leaning closer.

"What?"

"I don't really want to talk," I mumbled into his shirt. His shirt? Well, apparently I was now on his lap, in his embrace, the electric spark tingling inside me even more than it did when he saved me earlier last night.

"Me neither," he whispered into my hair.

Somehow we ended up back on the couch, still I each other's grasp.

-Noon-

I woke up around noon still in Edward's arms.

"Good morning, love," he mumbled. Love? Maybe it was just a nickname, but I loved the nickname.

"Mmm, morning," I mumbled back.

"Shall we go see what everyone else is doing today?" he asked, pulling away from me and sitting up on the couch I would have thought too small for the two of us.

"Sure, I guess," I answered, sitting up and stretching.

We walked down the stairs hand-in-hand. -Go ahead and say that it's too soon, but honestly, I didn't mind. The sooner our relationship took off the better. –

We walked down to where everyone was- the kitchen. Emmett and Alice were at the table, playing Slap Jack.

I jumped when Emmett hit the deck and yanked it out from under Alice's grasp, putting it in his pile. "Ha! Beat you to it again, Alice," Emmett taunted.

"Damn it, Emmett! I quit! You win too many times! How many is that now?"

"Uh, seven."

"Right. Well, I still quit." And with that, Alice walked away from the table, leaving Emmett dumbfounded. Until he saw me standing there.

Edward instantly tensed up, so I knew whatever Emmett was looking at me for wasn't good.

"Hey, Bella, wanna play Slap Jack?" he asked. Hmm, sounded innocent enough.

"Sure," I said, shrugging.

"You may not want to do that," Edward whispered in my ear, speaking very slowly.

"It's Slap Jack, Edward, what could happen?" I whispered back. He didn't let me go, though.

"Edward, what's wrong?"

"I'm not letting you play Slap Jack with Emmett."

"Too bad, I'm going to." And with that, I pulled away from him.

I sat down in front of Emmett, and he began to deal the cards out. When we each had the same number of cards, we started to play.

The first Jack came after a few cards, and Emmett won. The next time, the same thing, except I won. It kept going back and forth like that for a while until the last deal, which I was about to win.

No Jacks yet, and the pile was getting big. Finally, I set a Jack down, and actually beat him to it. The catch? Vampires are way too strong.

He hit my hand so hard, that it split the table in half upon contact. I heard the sickening crunch as he broke my hand, and what felt like every single bone in it.

"OOWWWWWWW!!!!! GODDAMNIT, EMMETT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU BROKE MY FREAKING HAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

What had started out as a small game of Slap Jack, ended with my having a broken hand, Edward in the verge of kicking Emmett's butt, and Alice coming down to see what had happened.

"Bella! I heard you screaming all the way from the third floor! What happened?" Alice called from the staircase.

"EMMETT BROKE MY FREAKING HAND!!!!!!!!! SOMEONE TAKE ME TO THE FRAKING HOSPITAL!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Not necessary," Carlisle said, coming up from behind Alice down the stairs. "A doctor already is here. Come with me, Bella." He ushered me up the steps, to his office.

How could he be so calm though? Emmett had just broken my freaking hand, for God's sake!

"In here, Bella," Carlisle called from a room up on the second floor.

I walked in, still cradling my broken hand protectively against my chest. The room looked like a mini doctor's office. A bed with that crinkly paper was in the corner, . with a big –not big, huge- light-type thing hanging above it. (I didn't know what to call it XD)

"Lay down right there, Bella," he told me, pointing to the bed. I did as I was told, and Dr. Cullen began to examine me.

"Well, looks like you weren't warned about Emmett's super strength, were you?" he noted, chuckling.

"I guess not," I answered curtly, trying not to start bawling my eyes out over my broken hand. "But now I know better."

"Yes, well, I sure hope you do. All right, we'll need an X-ray to see the extent of the damage. Over here," he said, walking over to the X-ray machine on the other side of the room. I followed behind quickly.

"Okay, sit right there, and put your hand right there," he told me, pointing to the chair in front of the machine and the little desk. I nodded, and went to do as I was told.

After a while of sitting there, with Carlisle working over me, Edward walked in. He looked like he just got in a fight.

"So, what's the verdict?" he asked Carlisle, running a hand though his massy bronze- colored hair.

"Well, so far I have come to the conclusion that Emmett has broken every finger, including the thumb, and the rest of her hand, and almost halfway up her elbow.

I winced at the news, and so did Edward.

"Will she be okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, will I be okay?" I asked as well, desperately.

"You will be okay, you're just going to have to be in a cast for the next three months," he answered. "Give Emmett a whack in the head, special courtesy of me."

"Will do," Edward answered, using his vampire speed or whatever to go downstairs and from what I can imagine, kick Emmett's butt once again.

"Me too," I called, but it was too late. But I thought I heard him laugh weakly. It wasn't his chuckle I loved, but it would have to do. After all, it definitely fit the current circumstances.

After Edward was gone, Carlisle turned to me again. "And what color cast would you like?" he asked jokingly, getting up and walking over to a desk on the other side of the room, getting into a drawer and began searching for what I could only imagine was my new cast or something close to that.

"Pink," I answered sarcastically.

"Alright, pink it is," he said, and chuckled.

He came back with a yard of soft cotton and fiberglass. "Ready, Bella?" I nodded.

He began to wrap the cotton around my arm, and I slightly winced when he came in contact with my arm. He started to wrap the fiberglass around the cotton, and before I knew it he was done.

"Alright, Bella. You're going to have to stay in here for a bit while it dries. Is that all right? I can get Alice if you want company-"

"No! No Alice!" No offense to her, I just didn't want her taking advantage of my having no right arm to stop her from doing whatever she wanted.

"Okay, Edward it is, then," he said, chuckling, and getting up to leave the room.

That was better. At least I didn't have to worry about him attacking me with a curling iron, make up products, and perfumes.

I sat there for a moment before Edward finally came in.

"Hey," he said, standing in the doorway.

"Hey," I answered. He pushed away from the door and walked over to sit in the chair that had been occupied by Dr. Cullen just minutes before. "For the record, never, ever, let me play Slap Jack with Emmett ever, ever, ever again."

"I warned you," he said, serious.

"Yeah, but don't let me win the argument next time."

"Oh, all right," he promised, chuckling. "Never again."

I glared at him. "What is it that you Cullens find so funny about breaking an arm and your hand, Hmm?" I asked curtly. I was curt a lot lately.

"Nothing, Bella. It's just that we can't break bones, so we never have to worry about that sort of thing happening to people we love," he replied, brushing his hand upon my cheek, gently, hesitantly, as if I were the most breakable object in the world.

"Oh," I answered. I had nothing to say to that. What else could vampires not do? So, lets see: so far they couldn't sleep, grow, or get hurt, they had super strength, super speed, they were beautiful, perfect… and the list goes on. I just don't want to be here all day listing them.

"Yeah," he chuckled. He leaned back, pulling his hand away. Hastily, I grabbed it back with my good hand and put it back up to my face. He chuckled again.

"Don't move," I breathed. "I want to stay like this forever…"

"I wish we could, Bella, but it looks like your cast is dry enough now. Do you wish to go down and watch me kick Emmett's ass for hurting you?"

"It was unintentional, of course," I said, quoting him from that night in Port Angeles, at the restaurant.

"Yes, but that doesn't excuse him," he seethed.

"Well, it excused Alice that night," I protested. He remembered. Vampire had to have some sort of super memory, so if I remembered, there's no doubt in my mind that he remembered it as well. He had to.

"You're right," he sighed. I smirked, and he looked down at me.

"But that doesn't give you the right to be smug about it," he told me playfully, and picked me up bridal style, carrying me out of Carlisle's office, and up to his room.

He walked at a human pace, probably trying not to scare me. It took longer than I would have hoped, but it was worth it in my mind.

He kicked the door open, and walked over to his couch, laying me on it, and then he strode to the other side, by all of his music. He wasn't facing me.

I stood up, and carefully came up behind him. "What's wrong?" I asked him, wrapping my arms around his waist.

"You might want to step back, Bella. I don't want to hurt you."

He didn't want to hurt me? What? He was confusing me now, and I had to admit, the dark tone of his voice mad me a little bit scared of him as well.

I did as I was told. I unwrapped my arms from him and stepped back, sitting back on the couch gingerly.

"Edward? What's wrong?" I asked again.

He still didn't face me. "Nothing, Bella. Just give me a moment."

I nodded, and looked down. "Alright."

I sat there for a long time, just waiting for him to say something. Finally he did, but it wasn't hat I wanted to hear. "Alice is about to come up, and enter the room. I advise you to leave with her, Bella," he told me, pinching the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger.

As if on queue, Alice burst into the room and walked- half ran to me. "Bella, follow me," she said, helping me stand up, and escorted me out of the room, and down to hers.

Okay,so maybe the ending wasn't funny, and the slap jack game was alot funnier in my head... I still thought it was kind of funny

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKK! Ok, so last night I found out that there is a sneak peek for New Moon on at, like, 5:30 (Arizona time) on MTV and I have been so freaking excited it's not even funny. So I thought I'd post two chapters today, since I'm so happy! EEKKK! I'm fine though, I promise. No need to worry about my well being, he he.

And you probably want to know what's wrong with Edward, but you're going to have to find out in the next I feel evil…