Author's Note: There is a first time for everything. I have NEVER referenced a song before, but one of the lovely readers, TwiSagaLover, sent me a PM with the song and she was right - it EXACTLY fit the misunderstanding that Edward and Bella had in Paris - and I could see him singing it to her. Please check out the song Crazy Girl done by the Eli Young Band,youtube(dot)com/watch?v=hPUToXkFObc. You won't get the full effect without it! Also, this story is at the writers coffee shop library as well, and there is a photo of Edward there, in the chapter (since they allow photos!) to die for!

I hope everyone is ready to put up with a little Tanya - the outcome in a chapter or so will surprise you!

Disclaimer: All the Twilight stuff belongs to Stephenie Meyer. No copyright infringement is intended. I'm just playing in her sandbox. Lyrics to Crazy Girl by Elizabeth Rose and Lee Brice were used, but altered slightly.

Chapter 111 Unexpected

I heard my husband sigh as his arm tightened around me, his other holding our son.

We continued around the corner and I watched Rosalie greet someone I had heard about,

but never seen . . .

"Irina, Tanya . . . what a coincidence running into you here!"

EPOV

"Oh holy hell," I heard myself say without thinking.

"Who is it, sweetheart?"

"The Denali's. You remember hearing us talk about the family in Alaska that shares our . . . diet," I explained, glad that for the moment, Renee had gone to the gift shop to get a surprise for Bella, under the guise of using the ladies room.

Alice had warned me yesterday that we might run into them here, but I had hoped we would be spared.

"Edward! So nice to see you out and about," Irina said as she finished hugging Alice, Jasper Rosalie and Emmett.

"Yes, Eddie. Nice to see you," Tanya said seductively, sidling up to me and putting her hand on my shoulder, her fingers rubbing my neck.

The woman was just impossible and her thoughts told me she would be no different this time. I was the one that got away, the conquest she never made and she was determined to change that. We had been friends for years, at least I thought we were friends, but her attempts at seduction had to stop. Why the hell she was acting like this in public when she clearly saw that I was holding a woman's hand . . . I had no idea.

"Tanya, Irina, I don't believe you have met my wife . . . Bella. Bella, these are the Denali sisters that you hear us speak of," I explained, never releasing my wife's hand.

"So nice to finally meet you," Bella said offering her hand.

Irina shook hands with her, as did Kate as she walked up to us, but Tanya, being farther away from Bella, still standing beside me, only sneered and continued to stroke the back of my neck. Apparently she had been so focused on the leud thoughts running through her mind, she had not really noticed Masen - well, she had not taken him for other than a human child. She was, however, staring at him now as he lifted her hand and dropped it off my shoulder, glaring at her.

My family about lost it when they saw the baby's actions. There was no mistaking the frown Masen was giving Tanya and I released Bella's hand momentarily so that I could stroke his back and calm him.

"The sisters consider themselves part of our family, son, and no - you can not just make her go away," I told him mentally.

"And this is my son, Masen," I said, their minds reeling.

Kate and Irina both eyed the child and me warily. I let them stew for a moment, their thoughts all over the place. The only thing they could grasp was that it had to have been Bella's son and I had to have married her knowing she had a child. Though they had never heard of a vampire raising a human child, it could be done . . . they supposed, though why anyone would want to was beyond them. The idea that the child was something else . . . something more . . . well, it was just too far fetched for them. Their mother was put to death for creating an immortal child, and they were quite sensitive about the subject.

I clarified, answering some of their mental thoughts for them before they asked . . .

"Yes, my biological son. Not an immortal child, or a human," I told them so softly that no other humans could have heard.

Irina and Tanya both stepped back as though it had been choreographed, leaving Kate the closest to me and my son.

"I told you there was a surprise," Alice chimed in, "when we talked last fall and I told you Edward had gotten married."

"A surprise, yes, but this . . . Alice, this is more than just a surprise," Kate declared, looking less than composed.

"Yes, you can imagine how surprised we were when we found out Bella was pregnant and I was going to be a father. It was something I had never even dared to hope for but she has given me more than I ever dreamed was possible."

"Yes. Yes, I can imagine that was quite a shock, pressured into marrying and all - it makes sense now . . . somewhat," Tanya scowled at Bella.

"Calm down Masen. No, Tanya doesn't like your mom. Yes, I know you could put the thought in her head and make her but you mustn't change people like that unless someone is in danger, son. No, Tanya won't actually hurt your mom. Son, Tanya wanted to be with me and she's jealous of your mom, that's all," I tried to explain mentally to my son, but his emotions were reeling. He was very protective of his mom and he was immediately aware of the thoughts of the vampires in front of us.

"Actually . . . Tanya - is it?" Bella questioned, getting a nod of affirmation from Tanya. "Well, Tanya, Edward and I were married three months before I became pregnant with our son. Guess it took a little trying," Bella retorted in a bold, confident manner.

"Lots of trying in fact," I said as I leaned down and kissed my wife's cheek, "though we had no idea we could manage to get pregnant from our efforts."

My son squealed in delight and clapped his hands. Apparently he liked the feeling that his mom had caused in Tanya . . . and I tightened my grip on him. Rosalie loved that one and high fived me mentally as Tanya's mind reeled. Alice stood by with her arms crossed and a smirk on her face. She had seen Bella's confident attitude and was bubbling over with pride at her behavior . . . as was I.

"We were just about to leave these newlyweds to themselves and go clubbing, want to join us?" Rosalie asked the sisters.

"Absolutely. We've already seen this exhibit and we were just about to leave anyway," Irina said.

The sisters said good by and Tanya made some comment about my leaving the baby with it's mom and coming with them - but that was never happening. Emmett's eyes rolled at the thought and he had visions of dismembering her on the spot. Jasper had been attempting to send a calm over all of us, and I was thankful for that. Lord knows what would have happened without it, or how the sisters would have reacted to Masen!

"Well that was fun," Bella laughed.

I was so glad to hear that sound I was beside myself. Not being able to read her mind and know her thoughts drove me crazy, and never more than right now.

"I'm so sorry about that, love. I knew you would meet them eventually, and it was always going to be tense. Tanya is a succubus, seducing mortals and immortals alike constantly and apparently I am the only one in almost 900 years that has said no," I explained.

"Huh. Well, you can explain that one later, though I have another name for her . . . ," my wife sighed.

We found Renee still in the gift shop, oblivious to all that had just occurred. We suggested we go and get some refreshments and explained that my siblings had run into some friends and would be out with them for the evening.

We ducked into a small cafe to taste gelato, sometimes called Italian ice. It was smooth like ice cream but different somehow, at least according to Bella. She and Renee loved theirs and shared with Masen, who promptly wrinkled his face and stuck his tongue out repeatedly, trying to rid his mouth of the flavor. We all laughed so hard there were tears in my wife's eyes..

"It's all right, son. I don't like the stuff either," I said, taking him from Renee to comfort him as he turned his small face and frowned at his mom.

"No, you didn't hurt mommy's feelings, son. She just wants you to try things to see if you like them. If you don't, it doesn't hurt our feelings," I explained, rubbing his back as he clung to my shoulders, still warily eyeing the cups of gelato on the table.

We had an early dinner at Ca D'Oro, supposedly offering the best meatballs in Venice along with a fantastic selection of Venetian antipasti. Renee and Bella laughed and ate and ate and then ate more before ordering dessert. The purpose of the trip for Bella had originally been food - and she was taking it all in.

"I hope we get pregnant on this trip, sweetheart, I need something to disguise and explain how fat I'm getting from all this food!" my wife moaned, wiping her lips again with my napkin before picking up a fork to taste the last little bit of cheesecake.

"Don't be silly, love. You're only now getting some of your weight back from before the accident. You got pregnant before you ever gained it all back and you never did gain enough weight while you were carrying Masen," I told her, my arm on the back of her chair.

Renee nodded in agreement.

"Well, I just thought you might want some warning before your wife was so fat you had to carry her everywhere because she could no longer walk," she laughed.

"I would happily carry you anywhere you wanted to go, love. Anywhere," I said as I kissed the very corner of her mouth and squeezed her shoulder.

"Well, let's waddle back to the hotel then, shall we?" Renee suggested, "Is it possible to walk there?"

"Not all the way, Renee, but we can walk for a bit if you want," I told her, signing the tab and folding the receipt for the waiter to pick up.

~oooOooo~

BPOV

We left the building and walked beside the canal. It was so beautiful with all the lights and the boats passing by. We met our guide at a dock a mile or so from the restaurant and headed to the hotel, saying goodnight to my mom and putting a sleepy Masen in his bed for the night.

"Baby, do you know where Masen left his teddy bear?" I asked, looking under and around his crib.

Edward came walking into the bedroom holding it, "It was on the floor in the living room where we were playing ball earlier, love."

"Thanks," I replied, taking the bear and tucking it under the blanket beside our son. His little arm immediately went around it and his face snuggled into the soft fur. He was just impossibly cute with the innocent little face framed by auburn curls.

We both stared at him for several minutes before walking quietly from his room and shutting the door. Edward would hear him, regardless.

"You were amazing with Tanya, love. I'm so glad you didn't let her get to you," my husband said seductively, his hands massaging my neck and shoulders from behind, "Would you care to take a dip in the hot tub with me?"

I kissed his lips in answer and he left a trail of ripped clothing between where we stood and the garden outside as he moved us there at vampire speed. Apparently he had enough of being with the rest of the family and wanted some alone time . . . I did too. He settled me on his lap and I immediately straddled him, kissing his neck and lips as our faces felt the cold and our bodies warmed in the tub. We sank below water up to our necks, which meant that I was sitting comfortably on one of the submerged benches. Our quiet time in the hot tub quickly became heated, my husband exploiting the fact that he didn't have to breath as he nestled his face between my thighs and proceeded to drive me insane. Apparently coming once wasn't good enough for him as he licked and sucked, his fingers curling at just the right angle to hit the spot that made me come unglued. He held me in a vice grip, both arms around my legs and cupping my but to him.

Between what he was doing to me, the jets of water relaxing me and the beautiful Venetian lagoon with the lights of the boats dancing in front of me . . . I wasn't sure that anything could be much better than this.

I would have never in a million years imagined what happened next.

"Edward? Oh, there you are," she called from the glass doors to the suite.

There was a nasty gleam in her eye and I knew that I would not like what she was about to say.

"I called but no one answered," she continued as I tried to have a somewhat normal expression on my face. "I'm glad to find you alone, though. I just wanted to tell you . . ."

She stopped cold . . . probably finally noticing the trail of clothing, his and mine, that led to the tub.

Pulling on Edward's hair and trying to close my legs had only caused him to double his efforts, thinking I was wanting more and becoming over excited as well, so I gave up on trying to warn him that we had company and concentrated on not moaning out loud as he pleasured me. Of course, now was the time Edward had decided to see just how many times he could make me come in a row.

"Can I h.h..help you . . . Tanya?" I tried to say with a normal voice, though I was sure some syllables were louder than others.

Her eyes narrowed and she opened her mouth to speak just as Edward surfaced, content with the number of climaxes he had given me or just desperate for some of his own - I had no idea which but he kissed me and I wrapped my arms around him, holding him to me as his hands continued to explore.

"Edward I . . . ," Tanya stopped cold.

Edward turned to look at her, then back to me, surprised. He obviously read her mind and knew that she had been there for awhile. He had been hidden underwater for that length of time and had been so into what he was doing, he hadn't sensed her approach, though being under water would not have normally stopped him from noticing her arrival. Her demeanor changed completely once she realized he was there with me.

"Would you like some company?" she asked, her shoes already off and her fingers making short order of the buttons down the front of her dress.

"No. No. And hell no, "my husband almost yelled, "Why the hell are you in our suite?"

"Now, Eddie . . . is that anyway to talk to an old friend? You and your little wifey are naked already, how about I join you and give her some pointers on how to really take care of a man. You and I both know the touch of a human could never be rough enough for you and I can . . ."

"Set one foot in this water, Tanya, and I will lite your pyre myself," Edward told her, placing himself between me and her, still chest deep in the water.

Thankfully he was standing next to the edge. I had no intention of letting anyone see my husband naked . . . especially her.

"Eddie . . . your breath absolutely reeks of human," she smiled, "Is that how bad mine smells when I finish with one of my boy toys?"

"I wouldn't know. Get. Out. Now!" he growled as loud and fiercely as I had ever heard.

Unfortunately, he woke Masen even inside the suite. Our son almost never cried - but he was wailing loudly now. I stepped around my husband's body and out of the tub, nonchalantly grabbing a towel to put around myself, then holding one out in front of Edward so that he could step out of the tub without my private parts of him being seen. Tanya stood, staring at my husband's chest as he wrapped the towel firmly around his waist.

"If you'll excuse me," I said dismissively as I reached the glass doors to our suite. "My husband normally puts out the trash. I need to tend to our son," I told her as I left them beside the tub and headed to Masen.

I had no need to watch. I heard Edward follow me, open the door to our suite and toss her shoes outside suggesting that she would be the next thing tossed if she didn't get the hell out.

God, I loved my husband.

~oooOooo~

EPOV

I locked the door, then went to the glass doors to the Jacuzzi and locked them, taking a few minutes to compose myself before walking into Masen's room to face my wife. Though I loved the bold face she had put on by stepping naked from the tub,

I expected her to be furious.

I expected her to be crying.

I expected to find a trembling mass, needing me to console her. . .

I found none of those things. Bella was just finishing diapering Masen, having fed him from one breast, and sat on the edge of the bed to give him the other breast. Masen, however, was asleep before he even had the chance to suck the nipple into his mouth.

She smiled at me as she laid Masen in his crib and covered him and his bear, not bothering to wrap her towel back around her as she stood and walked to me. She took my hand and leading me to our room.

"Bella, I'm so sorry about that, love. I had no idea she would act like that, go that far in front of you," I explained.

"She has been like that with you for years, though, hasn't she? I imagine her thoughts were pretty explicit as well," she suggested.

"Yes," I confirmed, staring straight into her eyes as she headed towards our bedroom.

"Even in the museum today when she first walked up to us," she said as she walked me over to our bed.

"Yes."

I hated her having to know some of the things I had to put up with, but there was no way I would ever lie to her, especially not about another woman.

"But you've never been with her, have you?" she asked as she unfastened the towel around my waist and laid backwards on our bed, pulling me on top of her.

"God, no."

"I didn't think so," she admitted as she stroked my cheek and we scooted to the center of the bed.

Her hands held my face as she kissed me softly, my length slowly becoming hard as I realized that my wife was not shaken by Tanya's appearance. She was kissing me softly, but passionately as my hands explored her hips and the sides of her breasts, coming to rest on her cheeks as well. She kissed me again, releasing me as she scooted up slightly, my mouth positioned over the breast that Masen had not fed from.

"That was so unfair, using your lack of need for oxygen against me like that in the tub, baby. But I can always count on this," she said as she all but put her nipple into my mouth, "to satisfy you in return."

As soon as milk reached my mouth I was hard. I sheathed myself in her warmth, starting to come continually as I drank. Forcing myself not to pin her down, I gently stroked her other breast with my free hand as I rocked into her, causing her the friction she craved and feeling her come around me as I continued to be absolutely blissed out at the hands of my wife.

God I loved this woman beyond all reason, and it seemed she loved me just the same. We woke together, just an hour or so later, each of us feeling completely refreshed.

"Let's go over to the piano bar, love. I think the others were going there to sit and chat after the club and it might be fun," I suggested, knowing I had been practicing my piano for the past two nights and anxious to surprise her.

Bella ran next door to her mom's room. Renee was more than willing to come over and listen for Masen while we went out for a little while. Any chance to spend time with him she quickly accepted, regardless. Things started late in Venice and I knew my sister well enough to know her habits. She would come back here to change and regroup at the bar before they continued clubbing the second half of the night. Undoubtedly, that was why Tanya had been here in the hotel in the first place, though she had traveled enough in her very long life to know that this was the preferred hotel when staying in Venice.

Bella slipped into a blue, backless dress that was drop dead gorgeous on her. I would never have been able to resist but for the fact that I had been inside her only an hour or so ago. I pulled on some slacks and a button down, grabbing a jacket as well as I knew they wouldn't let me in without it. We thanked Renee, telling her we would be just across the gardens and left. I would be able to monitor Masen and Renee's thoughts from the bar, so I wasn't worried about leaving the baby alone with his very human grandmother.

My siblings were all there, apparently waiting for Tanya to dress and return. Alice smirked, being the only one that had any idea what had delayed Tanya's return. I got Bella a glass of wine and we sat on the love seat, my family occupying a circle of sofa's and chairs near the piano. The entire lounge was decorated with multiple seating areas surrounding the raised piano, in addition to tables with chairs and booths against the walls, the bar covering one end of the room. I always enjoyed talking with Kate, and tonight was no different.

The bar was known for showcasing new talent and we listened to comedy acts as well as guitarists with the occasional piano player thrown in. I excused myself for a moment, going to the bar to get Bella more wine and to do a quick errand.

Rosalie explained about Bella's accident and told Kate and Irina about the hospital and the wedding, apologising to them for the lack of announcements sent out but explaining the sudden pregnancy and cross country trip as well as the kidnapping and birth. Jasper elaborated on just how bad I had gotten without Bella, when I had returned to Forks and found her gone, and how happy I had been since we found her.

"Edward. You two have certainly been busy the last year, haven't you," Kate exclaimed as I returned, "I am just so thrilled to see you this happy. In the last 50 years I don't think I've seen you smile as much as I've witnessed here in the last fifteen minutes."

"Yes, he does seem to have that silly grin plastered to his face, doesn't he." Tanya said as she walked in and sat on the arm of the seat where Bella and I were sitting.

"Stop right there, Tanya. My brother is happy for the first time since I met him and Bella is directly responsible for that," Rosalie snapped at her as my arm tightened around my wife, "Not to mention that I have a nephew and more on the way!"

Kate, Irina and Tanya all turned to stare at Bella and me.

"We're trying our best, but we can't be sure yet," I told them with more than a little smirk as I turned and watched Bella turn red and bury her face in my chest.

We clapped politely as the guitarist left the stage and the DJ reappeared.

"Tonight, ladies and gentlemen, we have a special treat. One of our own, a guest here at the Cipriani would like to showcase a new song that he wrote. Le signore ed I gentiluomini, per favore dà il benvenuto Sig. Edward Cullen. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Mr. Edward Cullen!"

If I were capable of blushing, I knew that I would have been beet red. In all my years, I had never done anything even remotely like this before. I rose, taking my wife's hand, kissing it as I led her to a seat closer to the piano before I took the stage myself, thanking the audience and moving to stand at the piano.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am a newlywed," I announced, the round of applause and cat calls was deafening. "While I have been here at your beautiful hotel, I was inspired to write this song for my wife." I turned my attention to her, looking directly into her eyes, "Bella, I love you more than life itself. I don't always have the correct reactions - but I always love you."

I saw tears forming in her eyes, even before I played the first note. I took a seat, stared directly at my wife, and started to play.

Baby why you wanna cry?

You really oughta know that I

Just have to walk away sometimes

We're gonna do what lovers do

We're gonna have a fight or two

But I'm not ever changing my mind

I smiled at her as I started the chorus. She knew immediately that the song was about the misunderstanding we had in Paris.

Crazy girl, don't you know that I love you?

I wouldn't dream of going anywhere

Silly woman come here let me hold you

Have I told you lately I love you like crazy, girl?

I started the interlude as tears streamed down her face, Alice had her hand over her heart and not a single breath was taken by Rosalie or my brothers, much less the Denali's, as I continued . . .

I wouldn't last a single day

I'd probably just fade away

Without you I'd lose my mind

Before you ever came along

I was living life all wrong

The smartest thing I ever did was make you all mine

Crazy girl, don't you know that I love you?

I wouldn't dream of going anywhere

Silly woman, come here let me hold you

Have I told you lately I love you like crazy, girl?

Like crazy, girl

I got up from the piano and took the mike in hand walking over to where my wife had been sitting. I held her hand till she stood and I put my arm around her before I finished the last few lines . . .

Have I told you lately I love you like crazy, girl?

Like crazy, girl

Then I kissed her. I could not have cared less who was watching. As far as I was concerned, there was no one on the planet but my wife and me as I kissed her way more passionately than was appropriate in public. We were, however, in Italy, and Italians prided themselves on being passionate lovers - so there was a standing ovation and cat calls all round as the DJ called for drinks for our entire party on the house.

"L'amo, mia moglie. Lei tutto è a me. Non posso esistere senza lei. Mai sono stato solo il vostro," I whispered to my wife as I laid the mike down and returned to our seats.

"Edward, what did you just say to me?" my wife asked as she held me tight, tears staining her cheeks.

Unbidden, Tanya answered in her most vile, acid tone, translating my words.

"He said, I love you my wife. You are everything to me. I cannot exist without you. I have only ever been yours," just before she ran from the room.

~oooOooo~