Chapter 3
Edward came over that night and we sat outside and talked all night. He told me about his parents Elizabeth and Edward Senior Masen who died in Chicago and Carlisle saved his life in 1917. Edward had been dying but Carlisle, the great doctor, saved his life by ending it and they separated but eventually Edward realized his 'mistake' and returned to him and they bonded and formed a good friendship. Carlisle fell in love with Esme after he also saved her life- he didn't tell me the story surrounding her death. About why she was suddenly in danger.
Edward took me to their home. He held my hand, opened and closed my door, walked me inside and gave me a tour of the house. A large open living room with floor to ceiling windows, stainless steel appliances; the fridge was empty except for a bottle of water. His room was a bit bigger them my own at home but his was more brightly lit; he slept on a black futon and his shelves held CDs not books. Edward waited for me to comment.
"I love it," I turned to him. "It's so open, more then my own," he shrugged. "What? Don't you like it?"
"Yes, of course I like it. Carlisle let's us pick and choose what we want on our own every time we move."
I made a face. We already established that he couldn't read my mind like he could to everyone else. "Do you really plan on living with Carlisle and Esme for the rest of your life?"
He shrugged, "You think it's pathetic don't you?"
I smiled and took his hands, we walked to the futon and we sat down together, he took my legs and put them over his own. I kissed him before he could kiss me, "Come stay with me for a little while."
"What about Luke?"
"Luke is leaving again, from the city he's going to Georgia for another four days, then back here. That's… almost six days," he took my hand.
"Alright, I suppose I can."
"Edward you're not a child, you're a grown man."
"Legally, I'm not an adult."
I laughed at him and I kissed him again, he held his hand behind my head and he deepened the kiss. I held my hand over his on my cheek and he took me around the waist and lifted me onto his lap; I teleported us both back to my room. His fingers traced my skin until I shivered, he smiled and I took the hem of his shirt to pull it off but he stopped me.
"Just technically you're not an adult." I heard myself say.
"Did I prevent you from saying that, for this long?"
"Edward," I whispered. He kissed me once more and I felt my back fall into the blanket slowly.
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Across the city Angel of Wolfram & Hart held a meeting with a close friend, Carlisle Cullen; Angel's own 'buddy' Spike sat with them, painting his chipped nails black. Carlisle mentioned Tessa and Edward's budding relationship and Angel gave his congratulations.
"Edward has never been this happy before. I am very pleased to hear myself say that." He mumbled and Angel smiled at him.
Spike glanced up, "How much do you know about her?"
"Turned by a man in 1880, she lived in London, I believe. Tessa Pratt and Edward are a wonderful couple-."
"I want to meet her." Spike stood up, "Now."
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Edward and I didn't get much further then kissing. He's a very careful man, something I respected of him. We sat on the couch as he told me stories about Jasper and Alice first meeting, how he came home to find all his things in the garage. How Rosalie and Emmett have a wedding every few years. A car pulled up and I turned around and I saw Carlisle get out, I jumped up.
"Your dad is here!" I smiled and went to open the door, I nearly closed it.
"Spike!" Angel snapped as he came at me, Edward jumped in the way but Spike pushed him aside and he turned but he was already hugging me.
Spike or William the bloody is known throughout Europe by being one of the most vicious creatures alive. Stories are told and rumours are spread. People today fear him. I hate him that rat bastard.
"I've missed you Isabella!" He whispered.
"Get off me William," I shoved him back into another vampire I also knew as Angelus or Angel when he has a soul. "What are you doing here?"
"It's my- how do you know him Tessa?"
"Tessa?" Spike sneered, "You changed your name."
"You really I'd make it that easy for you to find me William?" Edward looked confused, I clarified for him. "I changed my name after I was killed, Isabella Swan was killed and Tessa Pratt became alive. William is my brother, go away William."
"No," he followed me inside and I sighed. Angel closed the door, "Now you listen here Tessa," he sneered my name to tease me. "I told you I was sorry."
"As you were killing me William," I grumbled. I wish I could drink coffee.
Spike growled at me and I turned to face him, "Just hear me out."
Angel, Carlisle, and Edward sat down to wait us out. "Fine, what is it?"
"I'm sorry, I decided to turn you. Who is this?" he caught sight of a photo of me and Luke.
"My friend, he's gay. His name is Luke Von D'onne and he's a clothes designer."
"You do what. Teach? You hated kids."
"Well, now I don't. William."
"It's Spike now."
"Whatever, go home."
"Nah."
"Pardon?"
"I just mean I like it here Tessa."
"No room. Our rooms are being used."
"For what?"
"Bedrooms, studio, and our library. Go home William."
He sat down between Angel and Carlisle. "I'm sorry Tessa, I didn't know."
I didn't know how to answer, "It's alright Carlisle. You didn't know, I wouldn't have told you anyway." I admitted and Carlisle nodded, he understood at least, I turned to Angel and Edward. They didn't say anything. Not yet.
Spike smiled and I glared at him. My brother was taller then me, blond, and high cheek bones. His face had a small scar above his left brow and nails were freshly painted black. "Why the name Tessa?"
"It was my grandmother's name."
Angel looked at Edward who just looked intrigued in what was going on. I gave an apologetic look and he only held out his hand for mine and I placed mine in his. He stood up and hugged me, "Come on." He said and he looked at Carlisle, "We'll be back in a week."
"A week? I have my kids."
"Alive and Esme can take care of it, they love children."
"Excellent idea! Go have fun. Be good."
To make my long story short. Edward and I went to get married. Yeah. Fast, but at least we'd have an excuse to live together and also move away from Los Angeles for a little while. I signed over my day care center to Esme. Luke decided to stay in New York for a longer time then he originally thought.
