A/N: Thanks for everyone's patience. I know, it took me a bit longer to get this chapter out, but l really was trying to finish 'Follow Through' but of course that still hasn't happened. Thanks to everyone for their wonderful reviews of the last chapter

Orlissa92 – thanks for the info on Hungary. I'm sorry I didn't manage to use any of it, but at least they went there, I wasn't initially planning on it.

Browneyedvamp75 – Your review made me laugh. I don't think I have ever seen anyone more desperate for me to finish a story. Unfortunately for you, we still have a while to go, including time back in New York. Yes, I said it. The trip will not end in Europe. There will be more stuff happening in New York and I need to thank AustralianVamp for her suggestions, because they will be worked into the story. I even dropped a hint in this chappie. I'm sure she'll catch it.

Lysvia – I hope your husband made it home safely from Chicago and you didn't kill him with your big pregnant belly. HAHAHA. I am also living vicariously through this story. I always wanted to travel across Europe, but that was 10 years ago, so I'm just writing what I want to do and throwing in a little B & E sexing and loving.

* I don't own Twlight, but I do own the Rob Pattinson GQ magazine, in which I think he looks absolutely delectable.

EPOV

Vienna was by far my most favorite city ever. I used to enjoy Boston because I could get high, drunk and laid within a matter of minutes, but in Vienna I had Bella. And I had her in a park, on a coffee table, on our bed, in the shower… I had her wherever I wanted her, because she kept offering herself to me. She was suddenly insatiable when it came to sex, and I was definitely not complaining. I was reveling in it and I told her at every possible opportunity how I felt about her, and even then, it didn't feel like I was doing or saying enough.

When we woke the next morning, we were both a little sore, but in a good way. We had a quick shower together before quickly tossing on our clothes and packing all of our stuff. We had a train to catch to Budapest at eleven o'clock, which would bring us into the city just after two in the afternoon. We ended up sleeping in each other's arms for most of the trip because we were both so exhausted from the night before. We checked into our hostel the moment we got into town and quickly stepped back out onto the streets to explore the city, since we only had two days. Today was Friday and we would be leaving on Sunday morning for Athens. We ended up at the Museum of Fine Art and spent most of our time admiring the Roman, Greek and Egyptian exhibits, as well as some of the works by El Greco. I was disappointed because they didn't offer headsets, but I didn't care. Bella clutched onto my hand and walked in peace with me around the museum. On our way back to the hostel, we stopped to pick up some dinner and bring it back to our room.

"You should have waited for me to pick the hostel," she said as we stepped into our tiny little room. It certainly wasn't the big suite we had in Vienna, but for two nights, it would be fine. There was a double bed in the middle, which actually didn't look very sturdy. In fact, it looked like it would break in half if we started to indulge in more aggressive love making. There were some ugly paintings on the wall, and a small little rug, but that was it. We were back to communal showers and I think we were both disappointed at this fact.

"There wasn't a lot of choice Bella. It was either this, or we shared a room with strangers," I said, feeling confident in my decision. She nodded her head in defeat as I threw my hands up in victory.

"Oh calm down," she said with a smile as she sat cross legged on our bed and opened up the Styrofoam container which held her chicken sandwich and french fries. "You didn't win the lottery; you won a disagreement about a hostel. Go Edward!" she mocked as she took a bite of a fry.

"I thought you would be proud that I made a travel decision for us. You are always giving me a hard time about never getting involved, so I got involved. You can't have it both ways Bella," I replied as I sat beside her and started to eat my hamburger and fries.

"I can't have it both ways? You mean I can't be on top and on bottom?" she said seductively as she slid a fry in and out of her mouth.

"Behave yourself Bella," I snapped in frustration. She had kept me hard almost all day and it was difficult to resist her now, but my stomach was overruling my dick, but with each bite of my hamburger, my dick was slowly winning. "What do you want to do tomorrow?" I asked, trying to change the topic to anything other than sex.

"You're the one with the map and the guidebook for Budapest. What do you want to do?" she asked in frustration. I didn't really care what we did, but to placate her, I suggested we go up to Castle Hill, where we could see the National Gallery and the Royal Palace. When we finally cuddled up to one another in bed that night, she was all over me. I wasn't even comfortable in the bed before Bella's hand slipped inside my shorts and grasped my cock.

"Hey, easy there champ," I said reluctantly as I rolled over and our bed creaked loudly. "If we even try to move this entire bed will break."

"So, don't you want to say you broke a bed in Budapest?" asked Bella with a sly grin. She certainly had a point, so even though our bed made the most atrocious and loud noises, we fucked like crazy for the next two hours. We heard several people yell at us in foreign languages, probably to shut up, but we couldn't tell. To our surprise, the bed didn't break. It just needed some WD-40.

We ended up spending the next day walking around Castle Hill, admiring the architecture and taking tons of pictures before ending up at the National Gallery, where we only spent a couple of hours checking out their collection. It was Saturday, so everywhere we went was pretty busy, especially the Royal Palace. It was only two in the afternoon when we were both satisfied with everything we had seen in town and we decided to get back to the hostel to get some laundry done before we left for the airport in the morning. Bella was still bitter about the fact that we were going to be flying instead of taking the train, but I had decided to block out her anger. She would be happier when we were in Greece, I told myself.

As she went to start a load of laundry, I hopped on the computer and checked my email, while also looking into boat charters in Athens. Of course, I wasn't shocked to see that Alice had replied to my previous email, especially since I had confessed my feelings to Bella in it.

Edward,

I think I speak for the collective masses in the state of Massachusetts when I ask what the fuck drugs you are on? Are you seriously in love with this girl that you have known for almost four weeks?

Personally, I am happy for you, even if it is a bit unbelievable. I told Jasper, who told Emmett and Rosalie and everyone thinks you have gone crazy. Jasper says he's pissed that you won't come home early to help him move, but I for one thank you, because it means I get to keep him for a few extra weeks.

Per usual, I just want to remind you to be safe and careful. I don't want to have to put the pieces of Edward back together if you suffer through some monumental break-up, so I hope you know what you are getting yourself into.

-Ali

P.S. Are you in Paris yet?

I sent Alice back a very lengthy email advising her not to worry about me. I wasn't worried, so why should she be? I let her know of our current travel plans and promised to keep her posted about Paris. Once I hit send, I leaned back in the chair and was slightly disappointed in my friends. Did they think that I was incapable of loving someone? Yeah, I was a bit of whore and asshole back in Boston, but I wasn't that way now. I tried to ignore it, citing the fact that they weren't here with us and couldn't see how Bella and I interacted together, but it was bugging me.

"Are you done yet?" asked Bella as she wandered from the laundry room and sat on my lap. "I've started all the laundry and was getting lonely."

"I'm sorry sexy, I was just emailing my sister. I also have to check something out in Athens, so give me a few more minutes?" I asked tentatively. I really didn't want her to be around as I looked up boat charters because I knew she would bitch and complain about it. Bella reluctantly got off my lap and headed back into the laundry room, grabbing a magazine along the way. I immediately looked online for some sort of boat we could charter for a day or two in order for us to see part of the Greek Islands. There was no way I would be able to convince her to do a seven day cruise, so I didn't even bother looking. I ended up booking us a one day excursion, which included lunch and dinner on the boat as well as the opportunity to go swimming and snorkeling. There was no way Bella could complain about this. I booked it for Tuesday and quickly paid the almost six hundred dollars for the service. It would be well worth it, I thought to myself as I closed the computer and went to join Bella. Once our laundry was all done, we ordered in some dinner and spent more time testing the springs on the creaky old bed.

We arrived at the Budapest airport a little earlier than necessary, but we thought it would be best to grab a bite to eat there when were weren't worried about getting to the airport. We checked our bags and had a quick breakfast at a small restaurant before heading over to our gate to wait till they allowed boarding.

"I first saw you at the gate at JFK, you looked so cute singing along to the music in your iPod," I said sincerely as we sat beside each other holding hands tightly.

"Oh my god. Was I actually singing?" Bella asked as her hand flew over her mouth in surprise.

"No, you were just mouthing the words. All American Rejects if I'm not mistaken," I said confidently. Of course I knew what band she was listening to that day; I had practically memorized every little thing about her. I knew she loved Fraggle Rock when she was younger, she had a little birthmark on the back of her left knee and she always smiled the biggest smile whenever I said I loved her, and I could only pray that I would get to see that smile for the rest of my life.

"Very good Edward," she said as she patted my head. "So, what did you think of me when you first saw me across the airport?"

"My first thought was that you were cute, but then I moved closer to you so I could sit in your row of chairs, and then I thought you were beautiful," I replied honestly as her big brown eyes stared at me in fascination. "What did you think about me?"

"I thought you were a stalker, but sexy. My first instinct was that you were going to try to kill me in London or something, but the more I talked to you on the flight I realized that you were just a misguided soul like me. I think that's one of the reasons I was going to go look for you at Buckingham Palace," she said with a tiny shy smile that practically lit up the room.

"You never told me you were going to come look for me?" I was shocked. She wanted to spend time with me too, but I never knew it. I officially found her more adorable than I thought possible.

"Oops," she started with a grin. "Yeah, I was about to leave the gallery to go and try to find you when you found me instead. You were probably waiting all day, just desperate to see me again huh?"

"Yeah, basically. I'm so glad I was so damned persistent. When I gave you that ultimatum at dinner, I really thought you were going to say 'fuck you' and just walk away, leaving me alone for the rest of the trip. I was pretty sad when I started to board the train and you weren't there," I admitted nervously. "But when I saw you run down the platform calling for me, I think I started to fall in love with you right there."

"I wouldn't change anything for the world," said Bella as she leaned up and gave me a gentle kiss, before moving further up and kissing my neck and earlobe. "Oh and by the way, I thought the ultimatum, the persistence and your forceful nature were really fucking hot that day." This girl certainly knew what she was doing to me.

BPOV

I was kind of glad to be leaving Budapest. That damned bed was giving me a headache with all its fricking squeaking. It was the worst form of torture while receiving the best form of pleasure. I wouldn't miss that bed at all. I was pretty excited when we finally landed in Athens, after a short layover in Zurich. I spent most of the flight trying to tempt Edward into stepping into the bathroom with me to join the mile high club, but he kept refusing. When I finally did end up going to the bathroom, I was relived he had turned me down. There was no way we could do anything comfortably in here. We would probably both end up with sore backs for the rest of the trip.

Edward had booked us a private room at the Athens Studios hostel and compared to the place we stayed at in Budapest, I felt like we were at the Waldorf Astoria. Just like in Vienna, we had our own little apartment with a bathroom, sink, fridge, TV and a big queen sized bed. It was heavenly. We unloaded our bags and sat down on the couch as Edward pulled out his new map of Athens and we tried to decide where to go to first.

"I saw a payphone in the lobby, so when we get back remind me to call my mom again, okay?" I asked Edward politely as he laid the map down on the coffee table and began to examine it closely.

"No problem sweetie," he said as he pointed to a few landmarks he wanted to go to. "We should definitely hit the Acropolis. There is no way we can be in Athens and not visit it. Plus, on Tuesday, I have something special planned, so we're losing one day of sightseeing." I nodded at him in curiosity. I figured he was planning something while we were here, but I decided not to stress about it and enjoy the surprise. Every other surprise he had given me had been beyond my wildest dreams, so I figured this would be too.

"Maybe we can hit the beach one day," I suggested casually. "We had a lot of fun at the beach in Copenhagen," I added as I leaned in and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

"Yeah, we could do the beach on Thursday or something. We are here till Sunday, so we have a lot of time on our hands. I think a nice relaxing day on the beach would be a good idea," he said nervously. He clearly was assuming we would be getting sexual like we had in the water in Copenhagen and he seemed anxious about it. I would have figured he would stop being so nervous about sex with me, seeing as I was practically throwing myself at him most days. "We should hit the National Art Gallery, too."

"It's almost two Edward, let's decide what we are going to do today," I suggested with a smile.

"Okay, let's go to the Acropolis first and then grab something for dinner. I'm dying for a good greek salad and some real feta cheese," he said with a grin as he folded his map back up and we grabbed my camera and purse and headed down to the lobby.

I eyed up the phone nervously as we walked through the lobby. I was going to have to call her when we got back from out sightseeing because it was way too early in the day for her to answer the phone. Calling around dinner time usually meant it was early morning for her. I could wait a bit longer to talk to her. We took cab to the site and spent almost three hours walking around and taking photos. We saw the Parthenon, which was on the western side of the site and a lovely couple from San Francisco offered to take some photos of Edward and I together, and he jumped at the chance. Once they had finished the photo, Edward looked at me with a big smile.

"Yeah I know, you want a copy," I said with a snicker as he wrapped his arm around my waist and we continued to explore. We were back at the hostel two hours later and I glared at the payphone as we walked through the lobby.

"Let's just get it over with Bella," sighed Edward as he noticed my reluctance. I grabbed a calling card from my purse as Edward pulled a chair over beneath the phone and sat down. He grabbed my hips and made me sit on his lap while I waited impatiently for my mom to answer. Shit, it was my dad.

"Hi Dad," I said nervously into the phone after he answered.

"Bells, it's so good to hear from you. Where are you today?" He seemed in a good mood, not as crabby or angry as I had expected.

"We're in Athens. We just arrived this morning," I said casually. Unfortunately, I could hear his teeth grinding, which meant happy go lucky Charlie was going away.

"Yes, your mom told me about your travel friend," he said in frustration.

"His name is Edward Dad. You'd really like him, and if mom told you about him than I hope she mentioned he was my boyfriend, not my travel friend," I replied sarcastically. My dad hated confrontation even more than I did, but I wasn't about to back down on the topic of Edward, especially when Charlie already knew everything and was just trying to play dumb.

"So, where were you before Athens?" he asked nervously as he changed the subject, for which I was grateful. I told him about Vienna, Budapest and Athens and he seemed to go back to normal, and I was pleased.

"So, where's mom?" I asked about ten minutes into our conversation as Edward reached up and began playing with my hair. It was tied back in a braid, and he had taken out the elastic and was slowly running his hands through it, to make it fall back against my shoulders.

"She's out at the Clearwaters. Harry had a heart attack a few days ago, and she's helping Sue around the house. Don't worry, Harry's gonna be good. They did bypass surgery on him on Thursday and he is expected to make a full recovery." I sighed in relief from his reassurances. The Clearwaters had been close family friends for as long as I could recall. We had spent several summer camping trips with them and the Black family until Mrs. Black passed away in a car accident after I turned twelve. Billy and Jacob Black stopped hanging around as much after that, but we were still just as close with the Clearwaters.

"Tell Sue and Harry that I'm thinking of them and let mom know I will call next Sunday and I will try to email her before then. Oh, and Dad, you really don't need to worry about me, everything is really good." I didn't think it would soothe his worries at all, but I had to try.

"Okay Bells, be safe and I love you," he said before he hung up. I never got a chance to tell him I loved him, but I would try to talk to him next week when I called again. He was a lot easier to talk to than my mom was during my phone calls.

Edward and I headed back to our room and I started to tell him about my call with my dad, and how easy it had been. "He didn't seem too excited to talk about me," said Edward with a laugh as he sat down on the couch and I crawled onto his lap.

"No, he didn't, but he also didn't fight me about it. He didn't say he was disappointed, he didn't tell me to come home and he didn't tell me to stay the hell away from you, so I'm calling it a small victory," I said as I raised my hands over my head in triumph. Edward's hands immediately used the opportunity to pull my shirt up and over my head, leaving me sitting on his lap in only my bra and shorts.

"You are so beautiful," said Edward as he ran his hands slowly across my sides and up to my breasts.

"Don't start something you can't finish, Edward," I said with a laugh as he reached up and unclasped my bra, letting it fall down my arms and onto the floor.

"Oh, I can finish it Bella. You've never once complained about my 'finishing' abilities," he said with a rough laugh as he grabbed my ass and lifted me up from him, lying me down on the couch and hovering above me.

Two hours and three orgasms later, Edward and I were lying on a heap in the middle of the living room floor laughing at some of the stupidest jokes I had ever heard. The punch line of his last joke had something to do with a talking muffin, but I wasn't paying attention anymore.

"Edward," I asked seductively as I ran my fingers gently over his naked chest. "What are we doing on Tuesday?"

"Nice try Bella. It's a surprise and I won't tell you even though you just gave me the world's best blowjob and some mind blowing sex," he said with a snicker.

"Pretty please?" I asked as I propped myself up on my elbow and tried to bat my eyelashes at him.

"You know I can't resist you Bella, but I really want it to be a surprise okay? How about I tell you that it's really romantic and you will need your bathing suit, does that appease you?" he asked curiously as he started to run his nose softly along my collarbones, down to my breasts.

"No, it makes me more curious," I huffed indignantly as his tongue reached out and slowly licked around my nipple. I wanted to make him stop, but instead we ending up going at it again on the floor. When we were finished both of us were too tired to even crawl into bed to go to sleep, so we ended up sleeping on an uncomfortable rug in the middle of the room, with a small blanket covering us, but I was happier than I had ever been in my life, and based on the smile across Edward's face when he slept, he was too.