Come What May
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Twilight, t is all the property of S.M…lucky girl!
Special thanks goes out to Jennifer V, for editing the original Unexpected awakenings. As this sequel takes off I will be uploading the chapters she has painstakingly repaired of all flaws, she is amazing!
(This chapter has not been beta'd…so don't judge me too harshly.)
This story is going to come out with a chapter whenever I can muster it…because for the first time ever I have no desire to write what I am writing….
This quick update is thanks to the sweet responses to the last chapter, and to a review (that came through before I posted the last chap ironically) on one of my one shots, thanking me for being an author that actually finishes their stories….oh the timing…lol!
And Cullenfest…Connor is fine, and angry with me that I have not taken much time with him and his love this year…lol.
Chapter 4
Bella's POV
After a crazy start, the flight settled down enough, thanks to Emmett's now soothed libido, to allow the rest of the passengers to gain back a semblance of control. While I had not intended to get so caught up when I realized what was taking place on board, I was not going to deny that it had been amazingly arousing. Our heated embraces in the confined space of the bathroom had seared my skin and made my blood ignite with such intensity, that I could not even fathom the amount of time that had passed before I was finally able to regain my senses.
Jasper's gift was one of the few that could get past my shield, assumingly because emotions are so susceptible to outside stimuli, scents, sounds, visual triggers…and as it hit, it had all rolled into a giant wave of lust and need. It had been far beyond our control, or our desire to control at least. After things had calmed down Edward had even joked that there could possibly be a small baby boom nine months after this flight based on how badly the passengers had been affected by Jasper's gift.
I had wanted to be mortified, but I couldn't let myself be too put off as my picture perfect memory recall allowed the still fresh memories to drag me in for another final wave of merry making where I worshipped my husband's flawless frame before I was finally able to reign myself in.
It was only a short time after regaining my seat that I noticed the children were not in their seats. I nudged Edward and gestured to their empty places, he sat up and I felt him stiffen for a moment as he scanned the thoughts around us before he visibly relaxed against the spacious first class chair.
"They are on the lower deck, and none to impressed with the impromptu lust-fest that they had to witness." He said with an overly dramatic roll of his eyes. Edward was an amazing father, but somehow had still managed to keep his boyish demeanor throughout our parenting. He chuckled, and I knew it was because he was imitating our children's usual mannerisms.
I groaned realizing that while I might have been privy to a wonderful time, that our children would not have been impressed with what had happened. I moved to get up from my seat, intent on talking to them, but Edward gently placed his hand on my forearm.
"I would just give them space for a while. They weren't happy but are almost over it at this point. I think it is best to leave them be for a bit…" He trailed off glancing up at me through his thick bronze lashes, his expression telling me to go if I felt I must, but that he really wished I wouldn't. I conceded…this talk could wait for a time when the incident wasn't quite so fresh in their minds…perhaps this was even one of those times it was best just to leave things be and only talk about it if they brought it up on their own. I nodded my head, slipping into my seat once more, and instead sat and quietly talked with my wonderful husband.
The flight felt like forever to me, and yet it was only a drop in the oceans of time. Our family, used to traveling had perfected techniques to appear more human took time pretending to sleep, carefully planning each shift, pillow readjustment and blanket tuck. Approximately halfway through the flight our children chose to return to us, perhaps just to have more people to talk to.
I was happy just to watch the family relax as the flight dragged on, the easy relationships between the different members of our family drew smiles from nearby passengers. Edward even informed me of the fact that there were many who envied our obvious closeness, causing me to smile.
The rest of the flight passed uneventfully…or as uneventfully as it can when Emmett is involved. We managed to escape unscathed after he challenged Masen to join him in some sort of contest of skill, before doing the same to Matthew. The boys were the only two that would give into Emmett's requests to play games and to have ridiculous challenges, and even then our sons were too bright to get involved in too many. They happily played racing games with him on their small, wire free gaming devices, but they both widely passed up on Emmett's requests to have a burping match using the soda they could procure from the stewards.
Their judgment was wise beyond their years, even if Emmett's was not nearly as sound. He chose to challenge himself without them. The flight attendant's eyebrow rose so high they almost disappeared into her hair when he asked for a case of pop, She even corrected him saying he must have meant a can of pop to which Emmett sternly told her that he knew what a case was the difference between a can and a case. He suggested angrily that she get it before he spoke to her higher ups and complained about her treating him like a fool in front of so many witnesses. She ran off afraid to upset him further, and brought him a few six packs of pop before hastily retreating.
Rose didn't say a word, she just picked up her magazines and held them high and close to her face in order to focus on them so she would not have to watch her spouse as he guzzled one can after another in hopes of belching like a drunken sailor. She also did not say a word when nothing happened and after 12 cans of pop and not a single burp, Emmett seemed to turn a pale shade of green before rushing to the bathrooms for an entirely new reason, causing the whole family to laugh uproariously.
After that fun with Emmett moment the rest of the flight slipped by and before we knew it the seatbelt lights came on asking us to be seated for landing. We did so quickly, nerves setting in as our eyes darted from one to another as we descended and realized the next chapter of our life was beginning.
After a slightly bumpy landing, and the plane taxiing into its place to park at its gate we departed, going down the escalator with the rest of the passengers to grab our luggage. Everyone was quiet as we got our things and made our way out the doors of the bustling airport to breathe deeply of the fresh air before we sought out the cars that had been sent for us. We each stood side by side looking out over the landscape admiring the violet hues of the end of sunset that rippled across the hills in the distance.
We were finally here, there was no turning back now. At last we stood on the soil that would now be our home.
This will be the last chapter for a tiny bit as my internet access for the next bit will be hugely limited, but I will do what I can.