Rating/Warning(s)/Note(s): T, Shadows
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Prompt: Beside, collide, reside

I'd like to say that sitting beside Edward in a car, watching him masterfully steer through traffic, is calming. I can't. Instead one hand is gripping the seat and the other has a firm hold on the OS handle as he weaves in and out and I cringe, sure he's going to collide with someone. He just shakes his head and speeds up.

"Are you trying to kill me? Before the Volturi get to me?" I asked when he made a lane change with only millimeters to spare.

"That driver didn't even see me come up behind him," he replied. "His mind is on how he's going to explain to his wife that the plumber called to tell him that the part needed to repair the pipe from the hot water heater didn't get shipped today and they're going to be taking cold showers again tomorrow."

"Oh, those poor people," I said, turning to look back at the car now fading in the distance behind us. "I wish there was something we could do."

Edward's phone chimed, letting him know he had a text. One look at it and he gave a laugh, typed something in, and put it back into his shirt pocket. "What was that?"

"Alice. She saw that I wanted to help someone to make you happy, and asked for details." He reached over to take my hand, the other still making small movements on the wheel to propel us around those only slightly speeding. "I sent her the guy's license plate number and that it was a plumbing problem. She'll take care of it from here."

I sat there staring at him for a moment, my mouth agape. "What? Didn't you want to help him?" he asked, giving my fingers a light squeeze.

"You can do that?" was all I could squeak out.

"Money has its privileges," he replied with a shrug. "Knowing Alice she'll come up with a way to tell them they won some random contest and their entire house is being re-plumbed." His phone chimed again, and he smiled when he read the message. "Alice thinks that's a great idea. She likes doing things like this."

The trees flew by in a blur as he continued down the highway. At one point he slowed down to under the speed limit, seeming to listen to something, before picking back up to his normal, insane, speed. I was looking forward to getting home, getting some real food since what they serve on planes is awful, and going to sleep. That thought brought on another one.

"Where are you guys going to be when we're sleeping?" I asked.

"At our house, most likely," he replied, glancing at me quickly.

"Your house? Since when do you have a house?" My entire body tensed up. I knew he'd done something crazy.

"Since last Christmas. When you were sleeping I went searching and found a great place. Esme loves it and has been having it remodeled for the last four months." He tugged on my hand, looking only at me and not the road yet still managing to follow the turn. "Hey, we needed somewhere to reside. Charlie won't like me sleeping in your room, and it's better for Jasper to not have to be too close to humans for too long. It's hard on him."

"So you bought a house." Even I could hear the incredulity in my tone.

"Yeah, you'll like it. We've been thinking about moving back here anyway, so it made sense." He began to slow down again, but this time I could make out why. We were nearing Forks. "Emmett and Rosalie will probably join us for some of the summer, so it's perfect for us."

We pulled into the driveway just as Charlie, Alice and Jasper were climbing out of the cruiser. I could tell my father had been laughing, but when he saw us he went into cop-mode with Edward. "Just how fast did you drive?" he asked. Then his eyes dropped to the car. "What are you driving?"

"It's a Mercedes S65 AMG. Carlisle likes them, so had this one delivered to the rental car agency for pick up," Edward said with a smile, completely ignoring the first question.

Charlie was easily distracted and they both launched quickly into car-speak, joined by Jasper. My father looked almost as happy as he did when talking about fishing or sports.

Alice pulled me away from the guys. "What should we do tonight?"

"I don't know. Do you see anything fun happening?" I asked hopefully.

She smiled for a second but then it faded. "Something just happened. I can't see anything."

Edward's head came up from under the hood of the car where he was explaining some of the advancements in the engine to Charlie to look at Alice. His eyes narrowed, then he looked off in the direction of the highway. If vampires could become more pale, he did. "He told her," he said.

"Who told who what?" Charlie asked, looking around, confused.

Edward's lips moved incredibly fast and I felt Alice's fingers tighten slightly around my arm. Looking down the street I could see Jacob's truck make the turn toward my house. We all watched in silence as they drove closer. As Jacob was pulling into the driveway I could see Marta's face. She was pale and shaking, her eyes darting to each of the Cullens and me. No sooner did Jacob stop the truck than she was out the door and running for me.

Grabbing my arm she pulled me hurriedly away from Alice, her eyes still darting around. "Bella, we need to talk. Now."

My husband went to the car show and sent me a picture of the Mercedes. I got a little drool on my phone.