Hello my friends and lovers of Twilight. I hope you enjoy this and I'm sorry it is a little later than I meant to post, but...you know how it is...RL...

Anyway, thank you again to Mabinda. You're reading and neta'ing my smut while working puts a huge smile on my face! Funny!

A big hello to Mythicmonster and Edward's journal. Thank you for all your reviews and loving my story! Check at the end for my fic rec this week!

I don't own Twilight, but I did watch Kristen and Taylors interviews this week at Luna Park. Very interesting...

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BPOV

I looked at Jane, and she looked back at me .My look of horror and confusion was mirrored on her face.

Dead?

How is that even possible? This was the guy. I was so certain of it.

'So then, what are the possibilities here?' Jane asked, all business again after her initial shock.

'We will be looking into it. We weren't aware of any twin brothers/cousins, so there must be some other explanation.' Paul answered us.

'Are Bella and the rest of my employees safe, and my patrons for that matter?' Jane looked calm on the outside but I could hear the concern in her voice.

'Look, all we have now is the hope that the past will predict the future. This guy is after Bella for some reason. Our experience with this sort of thing is that the perpetrator has seen something he wants and because he can't have it, it has become a game and he will try anything he can. He will eventually get sloppy or desperate and make mistakes. We are going to catch this guy so he can't cause any more harm.'

'So then...what's next?' I asked quietly. Where did this leave me?

'Sometimes our hands are tied, but with this case, we have enough to take it seriously with a proper investigation. We are going to get a couple of detectives onto the job to help us as well.'

Nerves were making my stomach twist up into knots. I wasn't sure if I should even ask the next question but I braced myself and took courage. For armed is for warned...

'So...what did this guy do to get himself into trouble? I mean, he's in a mug shot there so...?' I trailed off. I wasn't even sure what question to ask to get the information I wanted.

'Murder, fraud, drug trafficking...you name it, he pretty much did it, when he was alive.' Alex stepped in to answer.

I closed my eyes briefly to keep the annoyance from flashing in them. So the officers think we are mistaken? Or lying? Why...so we can waste valuable police and detective time? They have a partial print don't they? I wanted to scream 'THIS IS THE GUY' at the top of my lungs, but perhaps he was right, maybe there is another explanation. I had seen a few TV shows that depicted freaky people doing crazy things.

'Yes, well, you may think we have it all wrong, but this IS the person that we saw that day or he definitely has a twin. We wouldn't make these things up. And what about the woman that was with him? What about her? Do you have any information on her?' Jane knew the questions to pepper out and I found myself respecting her just a little more in that moment.

'We have absolutely nothing on her but we are looking into it. Like I said, we are getting more people on the job and our hope is that it will all be cleared up as soon as possible. This is just early days yet. We are trying to compile as much evidence as we can, so we can join all the dots so to speak.' Paul said, trying to smooth things over.

'But what about the blood on that note, what about the...'

'We will know more soon and as soon as we know, we will tell you.'

'...camera's...' I managed to finish.

'Uh, we are still waiting on confirmation from Aro...' Alex said.

Right...so that meant that they didn't have much at all then. I don't want to have to read between the lines but they didn't leave me much choice.

'Well, I had better get back to work. Thank you Officers for your time and effort; I appreciate everything you have done so far, but I really do need to get back.' I looked to Jane to make sure that was ok and she gave a little nod so I stood to leave.

'Thanks Bella. We will call you as soon as we have something or if we have any more questions. Please call us if there are any more notes, or anything out of the ordinary.' Paul stood, smiled warmly and then added 'It was good to see you again.'

'Uh, yeah...you too.' I gave him a brief smile and left quickly, leaving Jane to ask a few more questions of the two men.

When I got into the kitchen, the whole place was buzzing with activity. I felt lost, barely knowing where to begin. My mind was full with all sorts of semi information and my imagination was working overtime and starting to make huge jumps from reality to fiction.

'Do you need a moment, or a cup of tea or anything?' Edward asked after plating up and putting out dishes.

'Um, no...Thanks' anyway. Where do you need me?' I felt like I needed direction. I hadn't needed direction in forever, but everything was just overwhelming right now...

We finished the dinner shift and readied the kitchen for the morning. As we were leaving, Edward took hold of my hand. The simple, sweet gesture nearly made me cream my pants. Something was simmering deep in my belly and it spread warmth throughout my body. I felt heady with happiness and excitement.

When we got to my place Edward asked softly 'Would you like to stay with me again tonight? I don't want you to feel any pressure but I would love to have you there...?

I could feel my blood rushing in my veins, feelings and emotions swirling around, ever increasing in volume or so it felt. I would love, love, love to spend tonight and every night for the rest of my life with this man, but saying it out loud might sound a bit needy and desperate.

'Yeah, that would be great...only if I am not too much trouble or anything...?' I managed out. This man was definitely swoon worthy.

I was thinking sexy thoughts about Edward, and I almost missed him telling me that I looked good in his shirt. I know I blushed at this because my mind instantly went to how good it would be without a shirt with him.

I remembered at that moment that I had to call my dad tonight. If I didn't call him soon, he would start to worry about me. I mentioned it to Edward and he was yet again, understanding.

Edward asked about what the officers had to say earlier, and I promised to tell him all about it as soon as I had called my father.

He took my bag that I had packed with a few necessities, and we made our way over to his room. He made the excuse of taking a shower to allow me privacy to call my father. I really didn't need it, because I wasn't going to tell my father anything. He would only worry and I didn't feel like being responsible for heart failure even though he didn't take care of himself very well at all, half the time...

I pressed the familiar number into the cell and tapped my foot impatiently as the phone rang. We were up to 6 rings and I was about to disconnect when I heard my father's voice answer.

'Yeahello'

'Dad, hey. How are you?'

'Bells! Yeah, good. How's the big wild west treating you?'

'I'm doing alright. How are you treating yourself? Gone onto any liver cleansing diet yet?'

'Of course, every other day. I eat greens all the time.'

'It doesn't count when it's in a greasy burger. Anyway dad, I didn't ring to talk about diet and exercise with you, I wanted to touch base and let you know everything is going ok here.'

'It's good to hear sweetie. Nothing much has changed in forks though I am afraid to say. Well... it was sunny yesterday, but it has now turned to a light drizzle today, so...it's back to normal I guess.'

'Cool dad. Ok well say hi to Jess if you see her and I guess I'll call you again next week. I've got a week off in a few days and I'm not sure what I'll do with it yet, but I'll be sure to call you and let you know what I decide.'

'Sounds good Bell's. Uh...Bella?'

'Yeah Dad?'

'Ahhh, Jake keeps coming by and asking for you. He says he really wants to talk to you. Do you think you should call the boy? I tell him you're not around but...he seems pretty persistent.'

'Yeah, sure Dad. I'll call him when I'm ready to talk to him, which isn't yet. If he's being a pain, just tell him to piss off.'

'Bella, you really shouldn't talk like that.' Charlie scolded. He could sound stern when he wanted to.

'Sorry, I just...I'm just not ready to yet, Daddy. 'I said softly. I had to pull out the big guns to placate him and I wanted him to understand that I just didn't want to go there right now. I wanted to enjoy being with Edward without thinking about how I wasn't good enough for someone that was also my best friend, while I was with someone that I was utterly infatuated with.

'Aw darlin', I shouldn't push. It's none of my business. You're an adult now; you do things in your own time. Don't listen to an old fuddy duddy like me.'

'Oh dad, you're just trying to help and I appreciate it. Love you.'

'Love you too.'

'I'll talk to you next week ok?'

'Not a problem, my girl. Bye.'

'Bye dad.'

As I disconnected, Edward opened the door of the bathroom and stepped out. Oh boy, I don't think I could ever get tired of looking at this man. He was so good to look at. His hair was wet and it looked like he had towel dried it and then combed it out. He looked good in whatever he wore, and in this case it was some loose white pants with a white t-shirt. He looked almost angelic, but the light stubble on his jaw and his emerald green eyes told a completely different story.

'Want a shower beautiful?' He asked as he ran his hand through his hair. I took in a deep breath as I tried to tell the wanton woman inside me to behave.

'That sounds great. Thanks.' I smiled and grabbed my bag that he had left on the couch. I had packed my own sleep wear so I grabbed out my things that I needed, showered quickly, brushed my hair and was out of there in about 7 minutes. When I emerged from the bathroom, Edward had hot chocolate made for us. It was so sweet that he would do that. People never made food or drinks especially for me, let alone pre empted what I might want.

He patted the couch seat beside him and I sat like a good girl. I got goose bumps when I was near him at times, and this time, was no exception.

'Ohhhh thank you! And you even have marshmallows!' I grinned as I sat, popped a marshmallow into my cup and took a sip of the still hot liquid.

'Is it ok?'

'Mmmmm. Perfect.' I relaxed back into the couch after replacing the cup back on the coffee table.

'How is your father?' Edward asked.

'Same old, same old. Nothing much ever changes in Forks. It's still raining.'

'You will have to take me sometime and show me where you grew up.'

'Sure...if you want to. There is nothing much there...' Why would he want to visit the rainiest place in the continental US?

'If you lived there, I would love to see it...Did you tell your dad about...?'

'My stalker? No. He would only worry.'

'You were pretty shaken up after seeing those officers today...were they able to find anything this morning?' Edward began gently.

I told him what I knew...what I was told by the officers anyway, which wasn't much. Edward had a hard time figuring out why they didn't have much information either, but...it's all I had, information wise at this point.

Edward invited me to stay with him as long as I wanted. As much as I loved the idea, I didn't want to invade his space for too long so I just took his hand in mine and smiled, saying nothing. I had decided to let things fall where they may, and not stress too much about what tomorrow would bring.

Edward leaned forward and kissed me, softly, deftly and I melted. Our passion was ignited and before I even knew what I was doing, I raised his hand that I held in mine and positioned it on my breast. Edward was rubbing and massaging me in the most delicious way and the tension grew deep inside.

Edward rolled my nipple between his thumb and finger and I gasped and then moaned as I felt the throbbing begin. He kissed me again, but softer and with less passion, then he rested his head on my shoulder.

'I hope I didn't offend you. You make me feel...uh, I don't even know how to put it...primitive, like I forget how to be polite, or act like a gentleman. I want to treat you like a lady and then I find myself pawing at you like an uncouth school boy.' He sat back and made eye contact.

He was so sweet! He made me feel respected and wanted. His unexpected confession caused me to blush from my feet clear to the roots of my hair.

'Uh, perhaps I'm no lady then...because I like it when you touch me that way.' I felt kind of shy all of a sudden. God, please keep touching me...

'You shouldn't say those things to me. I can hardly control myself when I'm around you as it is.'

'You and me both then.' I'm serious Edward, I thought taking his hand in mine once again.

'I still want to try to treat you like a lady, with the respect you deserve. You are a beautiful person Bella, and I care for you a lot. You are worth waiting for.' He sounded so sweet, almost like he was declaring his intentions, but I knew people didn't do that stuff anymore.

'We don't have to wait too long though right?' I hoped I didn't say that too quickly. Ugh, I'm such a dick sometimes... I didn't want him to read the eagerness on my face so, a change of subject was in order, and I remembered what I had meant to ask Edward about...

Emmet, and their quiet conversation they were having this morning.

'So...what were you and Emmet talking about this morning?' I asked curiously.

'Ah, I think, he was just asking me about what I knew and also quizzing me deeper on what you and I were up to. He would make a great good cop/bad cop. I told him that I kissed you.'

'Huh! What did he say?' That was so crazy! I was kind of chuffed that he was telling people about us though, and starting with Emmet was a good place. I wondered for a brief moment if he was leaving anything out...

'He told me that I'd better not hurt you.' He grinned widely at me, like he was proud of himself.

'Really? What's he going to do if you do?'

'I hate to think! I think I can imagine, but I won't say it out loud. Let's just say that he won't be the only one trying to take a piece of me.'

'I'll be one of them.' I know which piece I'd like to take first....

'Seriously...this is why I want to take things slow. I really don't want to screw anything up. You're important to me.'

My heard skipped a beat when he said those words. 'You're important to me too Edward .I've never met anyone like you before. I...I really want this to work out too.' I looked him in the eyes as I said this to him. I wanted him to know that this was totally the truth.

'So...can I say that we are exclusive then? Ugh, I don't know what you call this in America... Like, I don't want to date anyone else...I think this was probably much easier when I was in grade school!' He ran his hand through his hair and he looked like he was searching for words. I tried really hard not to laugh at him! Why do guys make things more complicated than they are? Just say it Edward...Girlfriend!

'You mean you want to call me your girlfriend? I giggled at him. I just couldn't help it; the look on his face was priceless.

'Um...yes, after I've made a dick of myself, excuse the language.' He had coloured up a little and I couldn't help but tease him. He walked right into it!

'Yes, you can call me your girlfriend and I shall call you my exclusive!' I laughed at him again as he looked on at me with indulgent amusement.

He kissed me then, I'm not sure if it was to stop me from teasing him, or he just loved the contact or just because he could; whatever the reason, I wouldn't say no. I loved it when he kissed me. Our kiss deepened momentarily before we broke apart and Edward said...

'It's getting kind of late...do you want to go to bed?' He asked me softly. I loved hearing those words come out of his mouth. Mmmm, Bed...with Edward...Did he even need to ask?

'Yeah, I guess I am getting a bit weary. It's been a big day.' And as I said those words, I realised my body was feeling the effects of very little sleep and exhaustion caused by all of the drama as well as coping with a normal busy work day.

Edward urged me to brush my teeth first, so I did. When I walked into the bedroom, Edward was there making the bed look comfortable and I said as much to him as I watched him from the doorway.

He told me to jump in while he did his bathroom ritual and then he went around checking the locks. The simple gesture warmed me through. He was so caring, so thoughtful. Did I just fall back in time into a Jane Austin novel? No...not really because I am in his bed unchaperoned.

When he returned, after checking the lock on the window, and turning the lights off, he slid into the bed beside me. I instinctively found the nook that his arm made and nestled in. Edward kissed my head and I turned up for a kiss goodnight.

Our kiss deepened and I tried not to begin panting. I felt hot and so desirous of this man, but before I got carried away, our kiss broke into smaller ones and we whispered goodnight.

I was drifting off in delirious happiness, and I remembered the special pet name I had promised to call him. I couldn't resist...

'Goodnight my exclusive.' I murmured.

'Goodnight my girlfriend.' I could hear the smile in his voice as happy dreams of Edward and I took over my mind...

I awoke to darkness and I put my hand out for Edward. He wasn't there. Where is he? Why would he just leave me...I'm in his room right? Something didn't seem right...

'Edward?' I called out.

No answer.

'Edward...where are you? I'm afraid...'

Nothing...except...a shuffle...? I sat still and listened...

There was a flick and then a match flared. The sudden light took me by surprise and I looked to where it came from.

There, staring at me through the flame was...

James.

All I could see was his face...the eyes... the rest was cloaked in darkness...

His grin was as evil as always, and I could hardly tear my eyes away.

'What...what...where...is Edward?' I couldn't form a sentence without stuttering, my fear and confusion palpable.

'That's of no consequence now my precious. Now...where will we begin...?' He moved toward me and then threw the match so the room was shrouded in darkness once again.

Sickeningly, I felt first, his hands on my shoulders and when he pushed me back onto the bed, my sympathetic system jumped into full protection mode.

I fought him off with all my might yelling 'No' over and over again...

'Hey beautiful...' He sounded concerned...different... as he grabbed my arms...

'Hey, hey, hey...Baby, wake up...it's just a bad dream...'

My eyes opened and they locked instantly with concerned green ones in the fading darkness. I realised my hands were on Edwards chest. I must have been pushing him away. What must he think of me?

'Oh Edward. I am so sorry. I had a bad dream and it was James and he had me somewhere and you were gone and...' I needed air and I took in huge gulping lung full's as I sat up trying to shake the nightmare off.

Edward rubbed my back as I calmed down. It all seemed so real; I felt like I could remember the entire horrid nightmare, word for word, feeling for feeling and I shuddered.

'Want to talk about it?' Edward said softly, his voice gritty from sleep.

'Uh, it's just that, I sometimes have these horrid dreams and they are just...disturbing. It's probably nothing.'

'Come here. You had a big day, full of drama yesterday. It will go away soon.' Edward folded me back into his arms and we lay like this for a minute.

'Do you want to try to get some sleep or do you want a coffee?' He asked gently, his voice coming clearer now.

'I think I want coffee...You can stay and have a little more sleep if you like.' I didn't want to prevent Edward from catching up on sleep as well as having to have a house guest for a while.

'Nope, I won't go back to sleep now either, so I'm coming. Want to go for a walk again?'

'That sounds perfect.' We got out of bed, threw some shoes on and headed to the kitchen for a couple of throw a ways' full of coffee.

After grabbing our coffee, we automatically took to the walking track that we had taken that morning weeks ago when holding hands with Edward, like I was now, was just a fantasy.

We reached the little hill where we sat last time. 'Want to sit here again?' Edward asked.

'Sure, it looks as nice as last time.'

I sat and then Edward moved behind me and sat down, sliding his legs either side of my hips, so he was sitting/spooning me. I could have died with happiness in that moment. He was tender, caring for me without words. I didn't have to guess how he was feeling. He wanted to be close to me and that was enough...for now.

It dawned on me that this was what courting was. The honeymoon period is only beginning.

'Are you cold at all?'

'Nope, just deliriously happy!' I leaned back on Edward and I could feel his chest against my back. He placed a kiss on my shoulder and I felt the familiar goose flesh tingle over me, and my nipples hardened in reaction.

'So responsive'. Edward murmured.

I realised that he could see right down my top where he was sitting, leaning over my shoulder and I had the urge to show him it all. I could feel his arousal growing behind me which in turn, only increased the urge to be touched by him. He kissed the side of my neck and the sensation caused another ripple of goose flesh and lust to erupt through me.

I turned my head and our lips met, beginning slowly and building into a passionate fusion with our mouths'. Slowly, never breaking contact, we turned to face each other and gradually sank back onto the soft grass beneath us. His hand found its way to one of my breasts and I arched into the sensation, moaning out my pleasure. Edward began to kiss my neck and by this stage, my body was burning with desire.

My hand roamed over Edwards six pack before slowly moving my hand down to lightly touch the hard length in his pants. I was only feeling it over his clothes, but what I could feel was impressive.

It was Edward's turn to groan as I explored with curiosity, the length and feel of him. Finding my mouth again, our passion rose to another level. Emboldened, and completely lost in the lustful moment I slid my hand inside his pant elastic to grasp him fully and slide my hand over his most intimate area.

Edward broke the kiss, breathing heavily and raised his head to listen... and then I heard it too...

Early morning walkers, talking loudly were coming our way. Edward and I sat up, brushing ourselves off and reached for our coffee, trying to look nonchalant and not like we were just into some heavy petting. Damn!

The walkers must have decided not to round the corner and come up this walking track, continuing on instead in a different direction, oblivious to our presence. Edward and I looked at each other, his expression mirroring mine...

Phew...that was close...

'I'm glad you heard that, I think I was getting carried away...you do that to me.' I whispered, giggling, but slightly embarrassed at my own boldness.

'You do amazing things to me too beautiful. It's lucky we weren't caught!' He leaned in and kissed me lightly, smiling at me.

We sank back down on the grass, our body temperature cooling from the blazing heat from minutes before. I lay my head down on his shoulder, deciding to just enjoy the moment with this man who makes my heart swell and my soul sing.

He held my hand and placed it over his heart with his hand over mine. It was a beautiful moment in the soft morning light and I felt that echo of forever within me.

Edward began to softly hum and then quietly, ever so quietly, he began to sing...

'I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish

I'll be your fantasy.

I'll be your hope, I'll be your love,

Be everything that you need.

I'll love you more with every breath

Truly, madly, deeply do...hmm hmm

I want to stand with you on a mountain...

I want to bathe with you in the sea...

I want to stay like this forever...

until the sky falls down on me.'

Our moment on the little hill felt magical and I think I fell in love with him just a smidgeon more in that moment. No one, except my mother with 'rock-a-by-baby' and 'twinkle twinkle little star' had ever sung to me...ever. Was it ok to feel this happy with someone?

'That was so beautiful.' I whispered, wishing we could be like this forever.

'It's a song that came to me the moment I saw you, I don't know why...'

'Your voice is amazing.' I looked up at him and smiled in adoration.

'You are worth singing to.' And he pulled me closer and closed his eyes.

'And I love every moment of it. Who wrote it?'

'A little band called 'Savage Garden'. It's called 'Truly, madly, deeply.' It was a song I used to play on my guitar when I was in the UK. I haven't thought of it for years until I saw you.' He kissed the top of my head.

'It's beautiful. You must sing it again for me sometime.'

'Would you like to see my music collection? I have a huge variety on my computer, and I can give you practically anything you want. I put it all on there to make it easier to travel with and I add stuff to my ipod weekly.'

'I would love to see your music collection Edward.'

'Want to see it now?'

'Sure!'

Edward sat up, bringing me with him. He stood and offered a hand to me to help me up.

I took his proffered hand and once up, we bent to pick up our forgotten coffee cups and made our way back to the retreat, to Edwards rooms once again. Once inside, he went to his room, collected his computer and we sat down on the couch while he switched it on and went to music. His enthusiasm was infectious.

He had so many albums...from the Beetles and latest MTV hits to more classical renaissance music, even Baroque. We spent over an hour listening to some amazing music and widening my musical education. Some was really great, some I had heard before through my parents and some I had no idea of...that this beautiful music was out there and I had never heard of it before.

Emmet came knocking on the door, breaking into our little happy bubble to see if we wanted to have breakfast with everyone. We decided we should catch up with them since we hadn't seen much of anyone for about 2 days and I missed Alice already. She had been busy with Jasper, spending all her spare time with him and I totally understood how it felt. She was absolutely infatuated with him and it showed.

Emmet and Rose were all goo goo eyes at each other too but I felt like Emmet was still watching out for all of us in his papa bear way. He was all fun and playful and seemingly carefree most of the time, but underneath, he had the hugest heart and it was made of gold.

We headed out with Emmet; the others had gone to secure a table big enough for us all.

'So...what have you guys been up to?' Emmet asked suggestively, wiggling his eyebrows up and down.

'Listening to music if you must know!' I said dryly back to him, rolling my eyes.

'Ah sure, I was thinking of putting some chandeliers up in there so you can swing from them!' Emmet laughed loudly at his own joke.

'Humph! We aren't like you and Rose, exhausted from the all nighters you pull! You're lucky she's not the one that has to ride horses all day; she's probably bow legged from riding a stallion all night!' I laughed just as loudly at the joke I make back at him. I felt it was quite clever.

Emmet sobered immediately. 'Rose and I haven't gone there yet...it's complicated.'

I decided to leave that alone for a more appropriate time, not as we were arriving for breakfast and I attempted to bring him back to his former jovial mood.

Edward pointed to the group and we moved toward their table.

'Hey, I think they have bacon and pancakes again today! Ohhh the coffee smells good.' And just as I had silently predicted, Emmet perked up, immediately looking toward the buffet.

'Ohh, you guys make good pancakes here. I've had some that are like a rubber Frisbee in the past!' and just as I thought...all angst was forgotten. Emmet took a seat next to rose and I sat next to him, with Edward on the other side.

We all said good morning to each other and then grabbed plates to get ourselves some breakfast. Edward offered to get me some food if I wanted to get the coffee, which I did. I knew how he liked it now and made him a large mug, along with one for myself and took it back to the table.

Rose and Alice were there discussing plans for that evening, having already filled their plates.

'Hey, Bella...we are going to have a girl's night tonight to catch up and watch a movie and stuff and we want you to come. Please say yes?' Alice turned her pleading eyes onto me.

'Sounds great, where, when, and what do you want me to bring?'

Alice clapped her hands together excitedly and said 'Ok, Rose and I have been discussing it, and we think we want to watch Pride and Prejudice. The one with Colin Firth in it! You can bring...um...something from the kitchen that you think we will all like and Rose is bringing a bottle of bubbly. I have some M&M's and the movie of course, so we are set!'

'It's going to be fun, and we can't let the boys think that we will drop our whole lives just for them now can we?' Rosalie tore off a piece of pancake and then popped it in her mouth.

'And we want to have a proper girl catch up. I want to know what's going on with you girls.' Alice said, her excitement almost bubbling over.

I was beginning to catch some of Alice's enthusiasm as Edward, Emmet and Jasper returned with plates of food.

'We are having a girl's night tonight!' Alice sung happily.

The guys looked at one another and Emmet said 'Well, what are we going to do then?'

Rosalie clasped his hand, smiling at her man and said 'You are all big boys, you work it out. How about watching a Van dam movie or something?'

'Awww, it's more fun if we are all together.' Emmet almost sounded like a petulant child.

'You guys will get sick of us if you spend every moment with us.' I said to them.

'That will never happen.' Edward said, lifting my hand and kissing the back of it. I'm pretty sure, I did cream myself this time.

I noticed the others exchange knowing glances and grins at each other and I felt my face flush with colour because I suddenly felt hot...but it could be because of Edward's attention.

We all ate breakfast, catching up on inconsequential things before everyone left to go to their various jobs. Edward and I sat with our coffee together, enjoying the moment.

'So...will you stay with Alice tonight?' He asked hesitantly, slowly making eye contact.

'Um, yeah, I think so.'

'Oh. Ok.' He sounded disappointed.

'You don't mind do you?' I asked.

'No, no, I don't, it's just that...I really enjoyed having you with me, but you need to spend time with your friends. I know it's important.' He smiled and took hold of my hand.

'I'll miss you too. Want me to stay over tomorrow night?' I asked softly.

'I most certainly do.' He leaned in and kissed me lightly on the lips and I felt totally lost in the moment with him.

'Want to go back and get ready for work?' Edward asked gently leaning his forehead on mine, looking into my eyes. God this man is sexy.

'Yep. Sounds good.' I managed out with that swirly, happy feeling running around inside my chest again.

We made our way back to Edward's room, and I excused myself to make my way over to my room to grab a fresh uniform. I felt confident enough to go by myself, because I had left the door to my rooms and Edwards place open and he was listening out for me if I needed him as he got ready for work.

I entered my bedroom and grabbed my uniform that was hanging in the wardrobe.

I threw my pants and top off, and changed into my uniform within moments. I bent down to swipe my discarded clothing off the floor and as I did, I noticed something...

A burnt match...

I stared at it for a moment wondering how it could have gotten there before flashes of memory came back to me.

James' face in the light of the flame, the match being thrown...his hands on me, pushing me back onto the bed...

I could not suppress the violent shudder that ran through me along with the instant nausea.

None of this makes sense. That was just a dream, just a dream. How would I ever explain this and who would even believe such a tale? I mean, I couldn't even believe that it could be so...

With quiet deliberation, I grabbed a tissue from the bedside drawer and I bent down to pick up the match, wrap it up in the tissue and I placed it inside my drawer, under the tissue box.

Maybe it is a coincidence? There is no such thing as coincidence...

I laughed at myself for being so suspicious but I sobered immediately when out of the corner of my eye, I saw a dark movement. A prickle of unease ran over my skin and I walked very quietly to the doorway of my room. Silently, I looked through into the bathroom and could find nothing. I scanned the lounge room; creeping toward the front door...I could detect nothing.

I realised I still had the clothing I slept in, in my hand as I quietly locked the front door. I decided I would say nothing about my seeing things; none of it made sense anyway.

I wonder where my confidence and fight has gone...The guts to stand up to Rosalie when she was in full attack mode...It had slowly depleted with a nameless, faceless predator that even the police can't figure out, let alone catch...

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Poor Bella. She is stressing about this freak. The next chap is being beta'ed so will be posted this weekend...

Also, you guys need to go over to Hollywood2Brooklyn's FF page and read her FF. It has started off really good and I've enjoyed her brand of Bella's shenanigans. Her story is called 'Darkest before the Dawn' and it is AH. It is really good so far... Lemons...well... more like limoncello! So go read it...NOW! Kidding...but really...just do it! Tell her I sent you. You have 4 days to read it. You can do it!

The other FF and brilliant writer is the one I pimped out last time, but if you didn't go...Her name is FL945 and all of her stories are really good. I just love 'Cullen, Unscripted' and 'Edward Cullen, Dick for hire.' She writes really interesting stuff, so go have a look all around her site, and if you review...tell her I sent you.

Ok, I am hoping to post again on Sat...so, until then Mes Petits,...watch out for scary envelopes and crazy stalkers!

Oh, and for those that don't know what Limoncello is, it is an Italian alcoholic drink made of Lemons and vodka. It is refreshing but lethal...just saying!