Hey friends. I hope everyone had a great weekend. We are freezing our booties off here in MI! Man, so I have been catching up on some writing.

I got a lot of positive words from the last chapter. I am glad you all like where TLOAF is going. We are well over nine hundred reviews! You all blow me away. I really never even thought I would get to one hundred! Thank you all for showing me love and loving what I am writing.

This is a short one tonight. More of a filler chapter. We will get to some good stuff later in the week. Again, this chapter is un-beta'd. So, all mistakes are on me.

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BPOV

UGH! Something is tickling my neck, and I just want to sleep! Way too much wine last night. I keep swatting what ever is tickling my neck, but it won't stop. Then I hear chucking as something wet connects with my neck, sending tingles right down to my toes!

I arch back, and take another swat, this time making contact with something. I feel a nose, and eye lashes, and lips. Lips that suck my fingers into them, and lightly bite down. I feign that it hurt and push him away. "We told you ladies not to open those last few bottles of wine." His velvety voice says, sending a slight pain in the sides of my head.

"Then you and dad should have kept them down in the cellar!" I say groaning, rolling away from him. He just laughs again. "If you are going to be this annoyingly chipper this morning, just leave some Advil on the night stand with some water and let yourself out!" I grumpily say.

"Nope! You don't get to be grumpy!" He laughs, pulling me towards him. "I know a way to make you feel better!" He says, as he starts to kiss me down my neck, his hand ghosting around my stomach, inching my shirt up.

I moan slightly, and push back to him. Even with this hang over, Edward can still turn me on with the slightest of touches. Just as I turn to kiss him the door busts open. "Get your hung over ass up we...GAH!" I hear Peter say as he makes his way in the door, abruptly stopping near the foot of the bed, before he turns around. "I really don't need to see vagina this early in the morning! Let alone a man playing with vagina! Stop doing whatever you were going to do. I've got Advil and orange juice." He says, holding up his hands. "There is greasy food in the kitchen waiting for you. Then we are off to rehearsals."

Edward just laughs, as he kisses my cheek and climbs out of bed. It is then that I notice he is in a suit. "How long have you been up?" I ask him, as I sit up in bed. Peter has turned around and brings me over the pills and juice. I notice he is dressed too. As he hands me the pills I notice that he has a bandage on his hand. "Oh my god! What happened?" I ask him, grabbing his hand.

"Nothing." He says, pulling back his hand. "Just take the pills, we have a lot of work to do today. And you need to soak up some of the wine still in your system or you are going to be sloshing all over the dance floor today." He tries to joke.

I look over at Edward, and then back to Peter. Edward has the same bandage on his hand too. "No!" I say, feeling my eyes go wide. "You...you..." I look over to Edward, "You guys spoke with him? You did the initiation?" Edward just silently nodds. I look back to Peter, "Why the hell would you take the Omerta? It's...fuck Petey!" I say. "Why would you do that?"

"Bellsie." Peter says, grabbing my hands. "There is some sick mother fucker out there after you. Which, by they way, I am pissed off at you for not telling me about, we will talk about that shit later! I am not going to stand by helplessly if something happens to you. I am a strong bitch! I had to learn how to take care of me a long time ago." He says, looking into my eyes. "They won't know about me, who I am." He tells me. I just look at him with tears in my eyes. He brings his hands up to cup my face. "I don't know what it is about you, I just...I have this instinctual need to protect you. You have always been one of the few who accepted me for me. No questions, no explanations. I will do what I need to do to keep you in my life. I am still your dance partner. Now, I just know a little more about your family."

"But...it's for life Petey." I tell him. I look at Edward. "Why?"

"Fuuuuck!" Edward says, raking his hand over his face. "I'm going to level with you here Bella. Some serious shit is going down. There is a rat in the upper ranks here. We don't know who, so we are taking all the necessary steps to keep you safe." He sighs as he takes my hand, sitting on the bed. "Charlie broke into your apartment. Only those higher in the family know where you live. So, it is someone we trust."

My mind starts spinning, Charlie got into my apartment. Someone that is trusted is a rat. My friend and dance partner is now my body guard of sorts in my mafia family. My head hurt before from just the wine, now add on all of this heavy information, it is pounding.

"Now that you know, you have to pretend that you don't know, and no one...no one can know about Peter. He is our secret weapon to keeping you safe. Me, dad, Emmett, Jasper, and you are the only people who know about Peter being part of this now. None of the other guards no."

"I won't argue, but I don't like this." I say to Edward. "And I really don't like that you are caught up in this." I say to Peter. "You are a dancer, not a crew member." I say, putting my hand on my face, breathing deeply. "Are you going to make him earn his bones, give him his button, make him a capo?" I say to Edward.

"Listen to you!" Says Edward with a smile. "Earning bones, buttons, capo!"

"I have lived in this house how long? You and the boys talk. I held you the day you earned your bones. I didn't know what happened, or what it even meant at the time, but over the years I figured it out. Mom and I were in the house the day you were made."

"Look, I get that you may not want me to have this life. But, in all honesty, I don't know what I want Bella. I can honestly say that I enjoy dancing for Z. I enjoy dancing with you, but, I am not a dancer at heart like you. What? I am going to be dancing burlesque when I am forty with my flabby abs! Not likely. Your dad assured me that I take the oath. I do this. I keep you safe. If I like it, I keep doing it. If I don't, they find something else for me." Peter says.

"I just don't want you getting hurt because of me."

"Fuck that! You hurt me all the damn time in rehearsals. How many times have I take a junk punch from your feet, or a left hook from you when you swung around." He says laughing, trying to lighten the mood. I just look up at him, and sigh. "Hey, do you know what Esme said to me downstairs before I came up here?" I just stare at him, shaking my head. "She told me that my moms loss is her gain. She hugged me. Hugged me like a mom should. Like my mom never did. And you, when you found out what my family did, you did the same thing. When I told you that I missed my sister, you said you would be my sister, and you hugged the shit out of me. Like I have never been hugged before."

I threw the covers off and threw my arms around him. "You're stuck with me for life now Bellsie!"

I laugh through my tears. "You're stuck with me too Petey!"

Peter just laughs. I hear Edward laugh a little too. "What you are laughing at Eddie? You have a gay brother now, according to Esme!" Peter says.

Edward roars laughing. "You are the only fucker I just might let get away with calling me Eddie!" He says. "Just not when we are representing."

"You got it Boss!" Peter says. "Alright!" Peter says, getting up and standing me up along with him. "Sheesh! Enough with this heavy shit. My first damn night and day home and it is all drama. Let's dance. Get your ass in gear Swan. Downstairs in ten. Breakfast and then we are leaving. We are meeting Erik at the studio in an hour." He says, he smacks my ass and walks towards the door.

"Peter." Edward says. "Keep your piece on you at all times. When you are dancing, hide it in your bag and keep it near by. At all times. We will get you a few holders and you can figure out what you are comfortable wearing out in public."

"Got it!" He replied, walking out the door.

"Come here." Edward says to me. I walk around the bed, towards him. He pulls me into his arms and just holds me. "It is going to be fine. I promise. I will make sure that he is good and taken care of baby."

"I know. I am sorry for being moody and difficult."

"You're fine." He says with a chuckle. He tips my head to him and leans in, kissing me softly.

"Enough with the kissing! Move! NOW!" Peter says, poking his head in through the door. Edward and I shake our heads, laughing. "Oh, Boss. Emmett says Sam and Seth did a sweep of the studio. It is all safe. Stefan is waiting with the car along with Felix for Bella, Z, Charlotte, Maggie and I. Jacob is waiting to drive the other car with everyone else."

"Good." Edward says, as Peter leaves the room once more. "I really have to go. Dad and I have a couple sit downs today and then business at the club. I've set it up to have you and the crew come out to VIP tonight. Everyone will be there. A sort of make up for last night."

"Is that safe?" I ask.

"Yeah. They struck once and got nowhere. They won't do it two night in a row, especially at my club. After rehearsals everyone will meet Alice and Rose at the penthouse. You will get ready there. Mom and dad are keeping Lily. I will try and stop by later to see you."

"OK. I love you baby." I say, kissing him.

"I love you too. So fucking much." he replies. "We are going to get through this. I promise."

"I know. I trust you, with all that I am."

We share a few more kisses before Edward leaves. I quickly dress and head downstairs to breakfast.

What do you all think? Did you see Peter joining the ranks? Let me know what you think. I am still working out the chapter featuring the show, so you still have some time to send me any song suggestions.