I just wanted to say a huge thank you to all my readers and let you all know that this little fic has become so much more then I ever thought it would. I know I don't update nearly as often as I would like and really appreciate all of your patience and understanding. Thank you all for always being so kind and sticking with me. Huge ((HUGS)) to you all!!

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BPOV

"Thanks for meeting me on such short notice, Mr. Roman. I know you must be busy." I sat in a leather padded chair in front of a large paper strewn desk at the office of Felix Roman, P.I. I had called him that morning to get a last minute update before leaving town tomorrow to stay with my father. I knew Charlie would ask so I figured it was better to be safe than sorry, I requested a meeting.

"Please, Ms. Swan, call me Felix, and really it was no trouble at all. I was going to call you anyway so this was perfect really." He gave me a polite smile before continuing. "Before I start, what can I do for you?"

"My visit is actually two-fold. First, I wanted to get an update as I'm leaving town for a long weekend, the second, is my father pulled some strings with Seattle PD. He has a friend there in Internal Affairs and asked him to look into my cases."

Felix leaned back in his chair and folded his hands together, resting his elbows on the arm rests. "Okay, well first things first then. I followed up on the whereabouts of your ex-husband the night of the break in and confirmed with a neighbor that he wasn't home. So I started checking up on the whereabouts of one Victoria Harris, apparently she was out all night as well. I'm still asking around, checking all the local hotels and motels to see where they may have stayed, so I'm not even close to crossing them off my list yet. I have been in touch with the Seattle Police Department about getting a copy of the tape from your security system but they are being less then cooperative."

"Ah, here's where I can help you then." Felix sat up in his chair, leaning forward.

"I'm listening." He said, his interest peaking.

"As I mentioned, my father called in a favor to IA at the Seattle Police Department. When I told him that I had hired a PI and a lawyer, he assured me that he would come up with some sort of way for the two of you to work together. In other words, their evidence is your evidence and vice versa."

Felix smiled, "Ms. Swan, at the risk of sounding obtuse, why in the world would you need me if you now have IA working on this?"

"Bella, please, call me Bella. And my reasoning is very simple. There are some things you can do that they can't. Nothing illegal or anything, but they have pretty strict regulations they have to follow. You can bend, they can't. I did read you right the first time we spoke, did I not? You indicated-"

"No need to say any more Bella, indeed I did." He paused for a briefly. "Well then, if that's the case, if you could leave me with the IA contact name and number before you leave?"

"Of course, actually, here..." I flipped through the cards in my purse pulling out the card for Emily Young with Seattle PD. Handing him the card I finished, "I spoke with her this morning. She should be able to tell you anything you need to know."

Felix took the card and placed it in a manila folder sitting on the desk.

"So, were you able to find out anything more on Jared or Victoria?" I asked hopefully.

"I put a tail on them during their off duty time. So far, nothing has panned out. Other than the trouble they are giving you at the station, they aren't following you. There has been some off movement from James, but it has not been to any of the places we discussed previously that you both frequented. Nothing to make him more of a suspect than he already is. There has to be someone else, which leads me to the next question. Is there anyone, and I mean anyone at all that would wish you harm besides any of these guys? Old romance or fight with a friend? Co-worker? I know it's a stretch but can you think of anyone else?"

I thought for a minute, no, surely not...A puzzled look must have crossed my face because Felix spoke up.

"What is it Bella? Who are you thinking of? It can be anyone."

I took a deep breath and pushed forward. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but there is someone, actually two people that I never even considered." I looked up at him, a twinge of regret rolling in my gut from what I was about to say. "There is someone I work with, I never would have thought of him in the past. His behavior lately has been off though. We got into a fight and things haven't been the same since." I stopped speaking and remained silent, knowing if I continued, there was no going back.

"His name, Bella?" Felix prompted, raising his eyebrows.

"It's- Jacob, Jacob Black." I paused before continuing, I felt so bad. "He works for me and my partners at the bar."

"Okay, it's a start. Who's the other guy?"

"Girl, the other girl," I paused, "Her name is Jessica Stanley. She works, I mean, worked, with Edward. She was recently, very recently, let go." I let out a relieved breath I did not know I had been holding in. It felt good to get the names out, like they had been stewing inside me, fighting and pushing to get out. I don't know why I never thought of them before, but better late than never I guess.

"Wasn't she the radio personality in the newspaper, not too long ago? Made a big scene at a charity function or something?" Felix questioned.

I grinned at the memory. "Yeah, I was at the function and happened to be the cause of her outburst. She was Edwards's co-host on his morning radio show and had a thing for him. She had it stuck in her head that he was hers and I was not good enough. Seeing us together at the benefit must have set her off."

"Tell me more about them, your take, so to speak, their personalities, habits you have noticed, everything." Felix grabbed a tape recorder that was sitting on left side of his desk and pressed the record button, setting the device in the middle of the desk. Grabbing a notepad he he poised his pen to take notes as well.

I started at the beginning with Jessica, telling him everything from Jamfest to her being fired from the station. I left nothing out. Knowing Edward probably had a different viewpoint, I suggested to Felix that he speak to Edward about her as well.

Telling Felix about Jessica brought back a rush of emotions. Women could be spiteful creatures, worse than any man on his worst day. Women held onto things, never forgot and often never forgave. Women used any leverage they could get, to their full advantage and would always look for the weak spot, that way, when the time was right, they could hit you where it hurt. I had learned this long ago when I first suspected that James was sleeping with Victoria.

It would not be below Jessica to use scare tactics to try and run me off, and then try and sweep in and pick up the pieces for Edward. She was sneaky enough and could certainly play the role. I had seen it. I saw the sweet Jessica, fitting in, being nice, and playing it up. But the second your back was turned, she went in for the kill; and she had, or she had at least tried. Too bad for her she failed.

Something still did not feel right about Jessica though. I didn't think it would hurt to check her out, but if it was her, why draw all the extra attention to herself? Wouldn't that just make her seem that much more suspect? It just didn't make sense to me.

As I began talking about Jake, my voice took on a different tone. Jake had been my friend, I hoped deep down inside that he still was and he wasn't the one behind this. Jake and I had been through so much and he was there when I needed him. When James was being an ass, he was an extra shoulder to lean on. He was my male influence, my protector. And when I left James he made sure I was safe and not bothered. He helped to make my separation and then my divorce so much more bearable.

I knew that at this moment I was still upset with him, he had done me so wrong, but I was forgiving and I just needed him to prove that I could trust him again. That he wasn't going to fly off the handle if I said something he didn't like, that was going to take me as I was, Edward and all. It was a package deal and there was no negotiating.

I started by telling Felix about Jakes and my previous relationship, before James and I divorced. How he had been my friend and been there for me. I transitioned into the after, and then the Edward period, his strange behavior, jealousy and possessiveness. The entire time Felix was quickly writing key words. Again, I suggested he speak to Edward about Jake as well. He might not have known him like I did, but he had a different perspective and saw things in another way. I was biased when it came to Jake, I had been seeing what I wanted to see because he was my friend. Edward was an outside party.

Felix set down his pen as I finished. "Bella, I can't tell you how good this is. This is a really good start and I feel like we finally have enough information to start really digging into stuff here. I'm going to start looking into things here immediately. Did you have anything else you wanted to go over before we finish?"

"No, not that I can think of. Again, thank you for seeing me on such short notice."

"As I said Bella, it was no problem." Felix reached down and plucked a file folder off his desk, similar to the one he had been looking at earlier. "Here, this is a copy of my report that we went over earlier. Look at it, see if anything else sticks out and if something does, call me. No matter what time it is, okay?"

I nodded my head. "Okay."

"If I find out anything I'll give you a call. I'll also make sure to get in-touch with your contact at the S.P.D. today. I'll let you know if I have any problems. I assume I can reach you or Edward by cell phone?"

"Yes." I stood up and pushed back my chair. "Edward and I will be in Forks, at my parents' house. I'm leaving today and he'll be following on Friday. If you have any questions at all, please DO call me. You won't be disturbing or troubling in any way." I smiled.

"Great! I'm going to get to work on this stuff. I suddenly have a lot to do." He grinned at me and I couldn't help but smile back.

I started toward the door. "Thanks again Felix, I really appreciate everything."

As I reached for the doorknob I heard Felix reply, "We're gonna to get this asshole Bella."

I grinned before turning around. "I know we are Felix, I know we are." I turned the knob and walked out of his office and into the Seattle spring morning.

********

Edward picked my suitcase up and placed it in the back of my 4-runner.

I would miss him; miss him more than I thought I would. I had gotten so used to him being around more often than not, and it made me realize how much I needed him. Not in a needy way, but as one person who loves another, craving the contact, the company. Edward made me feel whole, real and safe. He made me feel like no matter what was going on, everything was going to be okay as long as we had each other.

I peered at him as he loaded my stuff in the car, taking in the way his body moved. The way his arm muscles flexed as he lifted my bags and put them in my vehicle. I pictured them around me, holding me, cradling my body against his. I could almost feel his hand on the back of my neck, holding my head, angled so he could kiss me tenderly, passionately and then roughly with a hungering need.

I was lost in him; I was always lost in him, in his face, his body, his soul. He simply took my breath away. Why had it taken me so long to see what was right in front of me? Why had I been so hell bent on fighting what I knew in my heart I had felt already? Yes, James had hurt me, but Edward was nothing like James. Giving in to Edward and his love, once I had finally done it, was the best thing I had ever done and the one thing I knew I would never regret. He would never hurt me, he loved me and I loved him. It was as if we were two souls that had been waiting endlessly for each other and once we found the other, nothing could go wrong, nothing could stop us. We just were.

"Bella, are you okay?" Edward asked a bit puzzled.

I blinked, snapping out of my inner thoughts. I walked to Edward and he must have seen something in my face, because he dropped my remaining bag into the back of the car with a thud.

"Bella, what's wrong?"

"Absolutely nothing," I said, with a wistful sigh. I stood on my toes, wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him with every ounce of love I possessed for him. Edward's arms wrapped around me, those strong arms I loved so much and they held on tight. He didn't question my sudden need to be close; he just kissed me back, giving as much as I was. In the back of my mind I knew we were standing on my front drive, outside in the open, but I heard nothing. Only the beat of his heart against my breast, the soft sound his mouth made as it moved over mine. We were in our own space, nothing could get in and nothing could get out.

The kiss ended softly, quietly and I moved my face to rest against his cheek, breathing in his scent, my arms still wrapped tightly around his neck, He stood there holding me, not moving, firmly against his body. I was in a cocoon of safety and love here. If I could have stayed like this forever I would have.

Edward's hand moved up into my hair, brushing it away from my face. In a voice that was barely a whisper he said, "Bella, what just happened?"

I kissed Edward just below the ear and rubbed my cheek over the side of his neck and face, smiling to myself.

"I don't know if I can explain it, or even do it justice."

"Try, please?" Edward asked with want and need in his voice.

I pulled back out of Edwards arms, and they fell to his sides. Instantly, I felt empty without his touch. This is how I would feel without him, his love, his companionship, friendship.

I blinked a few times and looked right into his beautiful emerald green eyes that were swimming with emotion. "It was a feeling. I was just watching you load my car, and it hit me, like lightning." I grabbed his hands in mine, needing the contact. It was instant comfort. "I have been so selfish, so stubborn. Here you are, giving me all you have, protecting me, loving me and I have been so frightened of us, of me, of what I feel. I don't want to hold back anymore Edward; I don't want to hide it from myself anymore. I'm cheating you and myself by doing that." I said softly, but with force, needing him to understand.

"Bella," Edward reached up and cupped the side of my face, the tips of his fingers in my hair. "I understand, and I would never fault you. You have been through hell and back, hell, you're stillgoing through a lot. I am so lucky to have you, in any way; as a friend, lover, however I can get you. I just knew the first time I saw you that I had to have you in my life....I'm that man Bella, I knew, no hesitation, no wavering, no doubts." He leaned his forehead against mine and with both hands pulled me in for another sweet, gentle kiss that took my breath away.

This kiss was not only full of love but a sweet hunger, one that could not be sated by a mere kiss. I tasted his need for me; it was rolling off his tongue and vibrating in the small sounds he made under his breath. With our mouths fused together in a soft duel of want I felt the fire start to burn low inside me. Our kisses became more demanding, our breathing heavier. I suddenly felt the side of the car up against my back, Edward pressing into me, his hardness very evident. I had not even realized that we had moved until I felt the cool steel of the car through my shirt, and it made me shiver.

Edward's hands moved from my face to my sides, his fingers splaying wide, moving up, and exploring my body. My head was spinning, the sensations he evoked in me were making me feel out of control and I writhed beneath his body.

With his lips still on mine he ground out, "When did you say you had to leave?"

Out of breath, on a voice I didn't recognize as my own I replied breathily, "At one," and continued kissing him.

"Good, then we have time." Edward pulled back shut the cargo door on my car. Turning back, as if stalking me with his hunger, he swept me up, one arm under my back, the other under my knees and carried me inside. I couldn't keep my hands off him, my mouth off him, peppering small kissed along his neck and jaw as he walked into the condo, where I had in my room, to quickly pack up my clothes earlier.

He didn't stop for anything, just carried me straight back to my room, shut the door with his foot and laid me on the bed, staring down at me. His eyes were full of fiery need and I could feel the sexual tension coming off of him in waves.

It never occurred to me to be disturbed by the fact that the last time I had been in this room, for any amount of time, had been when the police were here. This was healing and would take away all the bad that had occurred here.

I reached up for Edward to come to me. He quickly took off his shirt, throwing it behind him and I was once again taken with the pure beauty of him. Edward wasn't overly muscular or built, but his body was lean, firm and beautiful. Putting a knee on the bed he leaned over me and I placed my hands on his chest, feeling his warm skin beneath my fingers. I lightly raked my nails down his chest to his abdomen and he sucked in a breath. His eyes went a darker shade of green, more piercing and I could see the golden rings that surrounded his irises.

My hands moved lower to the buckle of his belt, slowly pulling the leather away from the buckle until I was able to reach the button of his jeans. With deft hands I quickly undid his jeans and zipper so I could move my hands lower, feel him pulse in my palm. Edward made a groaning sound, urging me onward, further, and I wanted to hear more. I wanted to make him feel more.

I sat up and pushed him backward, away from me. Edward gave me a puzzled look and I just grinned as his pants fell to the floor. This was exactly the way I wanted him. I moved from the bed and stalked forward toward him, reaching my hands out and pushing him backward until he was wedged between me and the dresser. I reached up and unbuttoned my shirt, letting it slide from my arms. My hands moved lower, undoing the clasp on my white Capri pants letting them fall to the floor as well.

I stood before Edward, my chest heaving, in nothing but my pink lace bra and matching boy shorts. Edward reached out for me and I shook my head.

"No, it's my turn."

I lifted my hands to his chest, running my fingers down it before leaning forward and placing kisses on the red marks where I had raked my nails earlier. I lowered myself to my knees and kissed his waist, nipping at the sensitive flesh just above his hip bone. I felt him shudder at the sensation it caused.

My hands moved to his thighs running down them, feeling the hard muscles he had built by running every morning. I kissed him there, first the right thigh, moving from the outside in and then the left thigh. I could smell his manhood and it made me dizzy, achingly dizzy, but I wasn't done yet. This was about him, not me. My hands cupped his ass, feeling the tautness there and I squeezed, loving the shape of it, the feel beneath my hands. My fingers grazed the crevice of it and I heard the sharp intake of breath, felt his cock twitch. Hmmm, you like that do you?

Continuing my exploration, my fingers found the spot I was seeking and I lightly ran them over his tight opening, brushing it, feather soft; he moaned deep in the back of his throat. With my free hand I gently grabbed the base of his dick and placed the tip in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it as I ran my fingers over him again and the noise he made was all the invitation I needed. I took him into my mouth, my teeth grazing lightly on the bottom of his member as he moved in and out, my hand making slow twisting, stroking motions at the same time.

My name left his lips, almost as if he were begging me for something more. I continued my feasting on him, loving the taste and the texture, the comfort of him in my mouth. I felt him getting harder, his hand brushing through the back of my hair, touching me. His breathing was becoming more labored and I knew he was almost ready.

"Bella-Ungh, I'm about to cum." The pleasured moan that escaped as Edward spoke pushed me to to new heights. He tried moving me away from him, but I remained where I was, eyes open, wanting to do this, this thing I had never done, for him. I stared up at Edwards face as I brought him pleasure, he threw his head back and then I felt him start to shudder, the warm liquid begin to slide down my throat. I kept my pace until I was sure he was finished, licking and kissing the tip of him as he left my mouth.

With one hand still braced on the top of the dresser he leaned forward, looking down at me. Reaching down he held out his free hand and I took it, letting him pull me up.

"You are...that was, amazing." Leaning over he took my mouth with his and kissed me, wrapping his arms around me. Picking me back up he carried me back over to the bed and set me back on it. "It's my turn now."

He reached around my back and undid my bra, letting it fall forward down my arms. Moving lower, Edward placed a finger inside my boy shorts on either side of my hips and lowered them.

"Edward." I needed him, seeing him that vulnerable, that trusting had undone me. "I need you, I need you inside me, please." My voice was almost hoarse with pleading want.

"And I will be." Edward lowered his head and kissed me just above my pelvic bone, licking the smoothness of my skin, teasing me. His tongue lowered slightly and grazed the top of my slit, moving lower slowly. Settling directly in front of me, he gently placed my legs over his wide, strong shoulder and spread my folds open, kissing me right on my sweet spot. I quivered in response, a deep moan rising up from my throat. I looked down at him, watching as he enjoyed himself devouring me and saw his hand move up and felt two of his fingers probe my opening. It was torture, sweet torture, feeling him touch me, his fingers, skimming, teasing me, his mouth to making love to me.

Edward continued licking my folds, his tongue circling around the center of me, then, finally lavishing attention to my clit, just as his fingers entered me and started moving. He lapped at me, nibbled and pulled at my parts as his fingers did a slow torturous dance of ecstasy inside my body at the same time. I moved forward, pressing myself into him; reveling in the feeling of spiraling out of control by his hand, by his mouth. I could feel the pressure building as he removed his fingers, and replaced them with his tongue. His thumb moved to my clit, pressing and gyrating until I could not hold it in any longer.

"Edward!"

I came, and he lapped it up as my juices flowed out of me. I was still throbbing and pulsating as he continued licking me, sucking, not missing a drop. He moved slowly up my body, kissing my waist, my breasts and then my mouth. I could taste myself on his tongue and the heat returned. I placed my hand on the back of his head, trying to bring him closer even though there was no space between us left. I could feel him move above me, positioning himself between my legs, his manhood resting at my opening.

He entered me swiftly, burying himself to the hilt, pausing for a split second before pulling almost all the way out and doing it again. I let out a scream of pleasure from the feeling it brought me, urging him on, wanting it harder and faster; needing him, my body burning as he pumped in and out of me. Colors swam in my head, hues of bright blues and greens, circling one another in their own erotic dance.

Edward was in me, making me feel, making me want, but I wanted him uncontrollable and without limits.

"Edward, I want you, I need you." I beseeched.

"Bella, I want you, I need you."

"Edward, I want all of you, no holding back." I said in a voice pained with need.

"Oh. God." I heard Edward moan out.

It was as if those words had opened up a floodgate and all of his sexual energy that he had been holding in poured out and into me. Suddenly Edward's strokes became longer, harder, and faster. I looked down where we were joined, watching as his length pumped in and out of me, in a smooth steady rhythm. His hands moved to my breasts, tweaking my nipples. I involuntary arched back, trying to take more of him into me, the feeling was unimaginable. Repositioning for a second Edward grabbed me under my ass, moving me to flip me over and he panted out, "On your hands and knees Bella, I want you on your hands and knees."

I finished rolling over and scooted up on my knees, leaning forward and putting the rest of my weight on my elbows, my hands in front of me holding onto the wrought iron bars. I felt Edwards's hands grip my waist and his cock slid into me again, filling me and making me cry out with pleasure. He started out with slow, long strokes, gaining momentum the longer he moved in and out of me. I was bucking back into him, trying to take as much as I could of him into me. At one point, through the haze of the spiraling ecstasy I felt his arm wrap around me, crossing over my breasts, holding on tighter.

Edward leaned down and started kissing and nipping at my back, the hand he still had at my waist moving down to my core, finding the taut nub there and pressing down on it. I cried out in pleasure, my hands gripping the bars of the bed tighter as he began moving harder and faster inside me. In my head I could see stars, like the pitch black of the night and all the tiny bursts of light raining over me.

I had never seen stars before, not this way. I had never felt like this before, this hot primal sex, the need that pulls at you. I felt as if we were one, fused and bonded together in a dance that was our own, entirely; one that no one else could ever duplicate. The thought was possessive, and I was one to not be a possessive person. Mine... I took a hand off the railing and placed over Edwards, over my breast and threw my head back, feeling the top of his head brush the side of mine.

Edward suddenly pulled me backward, balancing himself on his knees and heels, never breaking contact, thrusting with me in his lap. I called out his name, again and again and he continued pounding into me, both of his arms wrapped around me from behind. Turning my head and tilting it back I found his mouth and we kissed, biting at each other's lips, tongues dueling for control.

"Bella." Edward panted out, "I want you to cum for me, will you cum for me baby?

His words made my heat rise and I felt him growing inside me even more, getting ready to release himself into me. With one final cry, he pushed me over the edge and I was lost, lost in bliss, the stars, in Edward.

We were both panting as we collapsed onto the bed in a sweaty heap of tangled limbs. I moved my hand over his torso, resting it there, curling into him. We laid like that for what seemed like an hour although I'm sure it was only a few minutes, until we caught our breaths, and cooled down. I could not remember the last time I had felt this relaxed, this sated, this wanted.

I stirred, leaning up on an elbow and looking down at Edward. His eyes were closed, breathing normal. I stared at him, taking in his features again, remembering the way those soft lips felt on mine. I lifted my hand and brushed away a lock of hair that had fallen across his forehead, his eyes fluttered open and he smiled.

"Car ce n'était pas dans mon oreille que tu as chuchoté, mais dans mon coeur. Ce n'était pas mes lèvres que tu as embrassées, mais mon âme." I said softly, surprising him.

Edward put a hand on the back of my neck, pulling me into a sweet soft kiss. I smiled against his mouth, tenderly kissing him back.

A/N: Well, what did you think? I have to say when I started writing this chapter I had no intention of Edward and Bella going inside and devouring each other, but my fingers and my head were working together in an alternate universe that day and it just happened. What can I say?

Are you ready to meet Charlie & Renee? Love quirky families and small towns? Will Edward withstand the visit and come out of it still smelling like roses or will Charlie grill him and give him a run for his money?

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