Disclaimer: None of this is mine, nor will it ever be (sigh). I like to play with the characters that Stephenie Meyers created and make them do pervy things or become angels with a bad attitude.

Up next will be Bella and her dealing with her emotions. Plus, going back to work and some drama with a blast from the past. Who will it be?

Chapter Twenty-Four

BPOV

At Edward's insistence, I made an appointment with Olivia for Monday. I went in by myself and spent two hours processing my break down. Olivia was kind, understanding and pushed me to come to grips with why I lost it after I had that orgasm, using Edward. I wasn't upset about what we did. I was angry at what I had lost and I felt no different than those animals who'd raped me when I was in foster care.

But, I was different. Or so Olivia said.

Edward was a willing, active and loving participant. He wanted to feel me. He wanted to feel us and bring me pleasure. His tenderness was unexpected, to be honest. His eagerness to give me that pleasure was different because it was about me. Not him and his release, but only my feelings. Only my pleasure. Only my happiness.

I thought back to what he had said when we were driving back. He showed me ring and then flew us to Mount Saint Helens. He said that mountains moved to create the stone on my finger. He'd do at least that to get to me. The love he felt was plain on his face and as he poured his heart out to me, holding me as he hovered over the now-dormant volcano.

He'd move mountains.

Of course, Olivia didn't know that part of the situation. She couldn't know that my boyfriend was a guardian angel with powers to read minds, heal the infirm and wings that were the span of a large room.

When I was done with my appointment, I felt better. Olivia put my mind at ease and said that a jumped a significant hurdle this past weekend. If Edward and I continued to be intimate, it wouldn't be as intense. I thanked her, leaving the office. Alice was sitting in the waiting room. She looked sad, but hugged me. "You need some girly time. Edward is hanging out with Felix."

"So, I get girly bonding time and Edward gets to hang out with his dog?" I snorted.

"Yep," Alice snickered. "I think Carlisle is meeting with him, to discuss strategy. However, Edward was not thrilled to be separated from you. He's turned into a mother hen. Always hovering."

"He has a good excuse to be," I shrugged. "But, I'm glad you're here, Alice. I'm worried about you."

"I'll be fine," she said. "Yes, Jasper was recycled but hopefully, he'll learn from his past mistakes and join me in everlasting life. I've checked on him, visiting him in Texas. Colton is a handsome baby and I can see glimpses of my Jasper, with the shape of his face and eye color."

"Isn't that weird, seeing your one-true love as a baby?" I asked. "I mean, don't feel like a pedophile?"

Alice giggled. "It is odd, but for now, it's not a sexual love. That would be creepy. As he's growing up, I'll be there as a friend, confidante and protector."

"Will he remember his past? With you?"

"With the reason why he was recycled, probably not," Alice frowned. "I'll have to remember for us both." I was confused and curious. How would they fall in love again? Alice's face softened, leading me to a restaurant. We sat down, ordering some food and she leaned forward. "When the heart knows, it knows. We will always be drawn to each other. I hovered outside of Colton's bedroom window and he reached for me." She sipped her water, giving me a relieved smile.

"I'm glad that you will have another chance with him," I said. "But, what happens if he doesn't learn from his past?"

"He will live a natural human life and die," Alice said, her smile falling. "If that's the case, Carlisle has approved my request to do the same. We'll be able to share one human life."

"I hope it doesn't come to that," I breathed. "You are one of my closest friends."

"I think you can add Esme as a friend, too. Though, she's technically my boss," Alice snorted.

"Did you send her?" I asked.

"I'm attuned to you because I've spent so much time with you," Alice explained. "I felt your pleasure, the euphoria of what you'd done with Edward, but it was short-lived." I gave a wry look, nodding and shuddering as I remembered the shame I'd felt after sharing that moment with Edward. "I was already hurting from what had happened with Jasper, doubled with your emotions, I knew that Edward probably needed some help. Esme is … she's truly a God-send."

"She was," I breathed. We ordered our food and nibbled on the bread on the table. "Thank you for sending her."

"What did she do?"

"Pretty much reiterated what Edward had said and what Olivia did say while I was in my session," I said. "She also said that physical intimacy will take time because of my past. Edward is a patient, loving and kind man who will help me every step of the way."

"I do have a question," Alice murmured. "Why didn't you say anything when it started? You were in foster care. They were supposed to take care of you, love you and yet, they didn't."

"My foster fathers and foster brothers told me lies. I was young and afraid, not wanting to be thrown out into the streets. So, I kept my mouth shut until they grew tired of me or something happened and I had to move families. In hindsight, I should have said something, ended the abuse, but my fear was overwhelming," I shrugged. I sat back, sipping my soda. "Not all of my foster families were awful. I had one or two that were kind and comforting, but my anxiety made me jumpy and I didn't stay there long."

"I'm so sorry, Bella," Alice frowned. "You should have more protection. Your guardian angel, Heidi, was not watching over you as she should have. She was recycled and will not be allowed back into our line of work. You were the last in a long line of missteps and a career of laziness."

"And now, I have Lucifer trying to convince me to become evil," I deadpanned. "Any word on him?"

"Nope," Alice said, wrinkling her nose. "It appears he may have gone underground to rebuild his strength. In the form he chose, he's a wanted man for your sexual assault. He may choose another form."

"Do you have any ideas on who he'd choose?" I asked.

"He can infiltrate anyone who has hate in their hearts, Bella," Alice said. "Even you, if you have an ounce of hatred inside you."

I furrowed my brow, thinking about that. I did have hate in my heart, mainly for myself. The self-loathing was at an all-time high after this weekend. However, I looked down at my ring and smiled softly. I caressed the bright green stone and remembered Edward's words. "I'll keep that in mind."

"That, what you're feeling right now? That's your biggest ally," Alice said, pointing to me. "That warmth in your heart. The love of your mate. Have you told him yet?"

Biting my lip, I shook my head. I looked up at Alice and she didn't say anything, but her disapproval of my decision was clear on her face. "Alice, you have to understand. Every time I said I loved someone, I got hurt. I'm afraid that if I tell Edward those three words, he'll be used against me. That love is a weakness."

"That's bullshit and you know it," Alice snapped. She covered her mouth, her eyes wide. "I'm so sorry. I never curse. I …" She looked around and her body vibrating with fear. She caught eyes with Rosalie, my old boss and landlady. "We need to go."

"What? Why?" I asked.

Alice didn't answer, just throwing down some money on the table. Our food was being delivered as we scooted out of the booth. "Give this to the local food pantry. We need to go," Alice said, tugging my hand and leading me out the rear of the restaurant. Alice looked over her shoulder. "Crap." She closed her eyes and chanted for a few moments.

"What is it?!" I shrieked. "You're scaring me, Alice."

"Rosalie …" she hissed. I turned and saw Rose walking toward us. Her eyes were vacant, but still looked human. I blinked back at Alice. "She's under his control. Not completely taken over, but in a daze. We need to keep moving."

"Could she hurt us?" I asked, tossing my purse over my head. Hearing a scuffle, I saw a man be thrown out into the alley. "Crap is right."

Edward landed in front of them, his eyes ablaze with fear and determination. "I heard your call, Alice."

"Get her out of here," Alice barked, jutting her chin at me. Rosalie continued her march into the alley. She held out her hand and a black crossbow appeared. "NOW!"

Edward didn't even think. He swept me into his arms and took off, faster than a comet. I threw my arms around his neck, burying my face into his shoulder. He smoothly flew us back to the house in Forks, landing easily and carrying me into the house. "What's happening?" I asked. "Can you feel Alice?"

"Seth is with her and they are fighting Rosalie. She's … she's nearly lost to the darkness," Edward frowned. "Taking a life would definitely put her over the edge."

"She hated me that much?" I asked.

"She hated, in general," Edward replied, giving me a sympathetic grin. "Rosalie's heart was dark when you moved in and Lucifer called on that, making her even more evil." He cocked his head, his eyes distant. "They've stopped her."

"Is she dead?" I whispered.

"No, just knocked out. Alice packs a punch," Edward said wryly. "They're going to drop her off at the Port Angeles Hospital and put her on a psych hold."

"Can they do that?"

"She's a danger to herself and others," Edward smirked. He blinked again, the distant look reappearing in his eyes. "No one was injured. Seth is working on wiping the memories of the few people who saw their fight. Alice is handling Rosalie."

"You can wipe memories?" I squeaked.

"Only some of us can. Seth has that ability," Edward said. He cupped my face and stared into my eyes. "I felt your pain, but it's not as pronounced. Are you okay?"

"I am," I nodded. "Olivia, Esme and Alice … they all told me the same thing. And you did too." He grinned crookedly, making my heart flutter. I hugged him, relishing in his strength, his scent and his protection. "Thank you, Edward."

"Anything for you, pretty Bella," he murmured. "Anything for you."

A/N: Okay, I struggled with this chapter, to be quite honest. Bella's issues are causing me writer's block. I know that she's dealing with major self-esteem issues because of her past. Edward is being patient, but my patience is wearing thin. I know where I want this story to go. I just need to get there. Sigh …

Now, next chapter we're going to find out what happened to Rosalie and do a jump in time, in EPOV. We're in late January, but I may bring us closer to spring break. The climax of the story will happen after school is out … but, like I said, I need to get there. My mojo for this story is just not jiving. You feel me?

Thank you for reading and I'll see you on the flipside! Mad love for all of you and thank you for supporting me.