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[A/N] Welcome back to another episode of your very favorite soap-fan fiction. I know that this story is pretty unrealistic and it isn't meant to be that way.

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**Chapter 74**

"You could have told me earlier." he told me, sipping on the cup of coffee in his hand.

"Then I wouldn't have wasted my entire junior year waiting to get…well, you know what I mean."

I giggled before I took another bite from the delicious dessert on my plate. The fruity taste of the pie remembered me of my childhood and I wondered if it would be okay to order a second piece without seeming too hoggish.

"Can I ask you something? How long did you know that you're more interested in other women?"

"I'm not interested in other women. That's just Ali. She's the only woman I ever wanted."

"I hope so." Ali stated cheerfully, wrapping one arm around my shoulder.

"It's enough for me that my wife is interested in me."

"Hmm,"

I took Ali's hand in mine and planted soft kisses on each of her dainty knuckles.

"You're not planning to move back to Forks, are you?"

"No, we're not." I croaked out, wondering how long we would have to hide here until we found Edward. If we found him before he found us. A shiver of fear went down my spine and I instantly pulled Ali closer to me.

"Not that I wouldn't be happy if you would, but I guess that it would quite difficult for a couple…like you. People here are constantly sticking their noses into things that aren't their business."

Lilly climbed on my lap and buried her face against my shoulder.

"Mommy, can we go to the park now? It's boring here."

"Maybe later, honey. You know that it's raining outside."

"Jane says playing in the rain is fun."

"And your mother says that getting a cold and spending an entire week in bed is not fun."

She frowned and turned her attention to the russet colored dog again, commanding him to sit and roll around which he obeyed instantly, knowing that it would earn him another extra treat of his diet-cookies.

"So, this is how you spend the time I and the rest of the town pays you for." Someone snarled behind my back.

I turned around to stare at the white-blonde nightmare of my childhood. Lauren was still thin, very thin indeed but when I realized the fine lines around the edges of her pink tinted mouth a sick joy spread through me. She looked way older than me and that made me feel happy, somehow.

"Lauren,"

"Mike, I tell you when you send that fucker over to my house again instead of returning my poor Nana yourself….,"

"Then you what? Tell Jessica about it? I have some interesting information for you Miss Mallory. I don't give a shit about what you or what you not tell my ex-wife."

"I can't believe that they let someone like you become chief of police here."

"Lauren, just drop it."

Then she turned to me and her voice sounded a lot friendlier now. In fact it sounded too friendly, almost artificially sweet.

"Bella, I can't believe it's you. You look great, when are you due?"

Earth open up and swallow me. Jeez, how mean could someone actually be?

"I am, I am not…"

"Oh, I'm sorry." she mumbled, not sounding sorry at all.

"But if you aren't pregnant you shouldn't stuff down all these empty calories."

"I can't remember that we've asked you for your opinion." Ali snarled at her, emptying the glass of orange juice in front of her in one big gulp.

"But if you're so keen on giving other people advises let me give you a little clue. The clothes you're wearing are not really appropriate for a woman in her forties."

Mike burst out into laughter and Lauren's face turned into an ugly frown.

"You think that's funny, you little loser do you? I'm so glad that Jess decided to kick your sorry ass…,"

"Lauren, you better take care that Jess doesn't kick your ass, for I'm pretty sure that you want to keep your job in her father's office. She wouldn't be too happy to find out that you tried to get lucky with her husband…while he was still her husband."

"Jeez, you're such a stupid prude, Mike. I was just kidding back then. And for your information; I have another job offer, one that will finally bring me out of this stupid, boring town."

"Whatever…just do me a favor and leave us alone now before I consider that all the traffic tickets you got in the last months could somehow manage to find their way back to my desk."

She mumbled something that was too low for me to understand it and rushed out of the dinner.

"Sorry, about that. Lauren is a stupid, embittered bitch."

"Hmm,"

I nodded my head and took Ali's hand in mine to squeeze it gently.

"Your daughter looks a lot like you." Mike stated, while he pulled out his cell to read a new text.

"Really? Because most people say that she comes more after her father."

"She has your eyes and her hair looks a lot like yours too. It's just a few shades lighter but the curls...that's so you."

"Thanks."

"How long are you planning to stay here? I have Jamie this weekend…when Jess doesn't decide to throw a tantrum again. I don't know how girly your daughter is but we could do some hiking…"

"Hiking? Oh, yes, I've never been hiking. Are we going? Oh, please, mommy, say yes!"

I thought about how much I hated doing things outdoors but I knew that Lilly would be thrilled.

"Maybe when the weather is better," I mumbled halfheartedly.

"How old is your son?" Lilly asked Mike while she took the rest from her cake and fed it to the dog that had almost fallen asleep underneath the table.

"Jamie is three."

"Three? Jane says that three year olds are stupid babies."

I wondered if I should probably start making a list about how often my daughter started a sentence with 'Jane says; Jane thinks or Jane did this and that.'

"Don't you like babies?"

"Some, I like my little cousins but only because they're going to do everything I tell them to when they get older."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Of course, I'm sure. Jane says that…,"

The waitress dropped a pile of dirty plates on the floor and the loud noise made me jump from my chair.

"Are you okay? You seem to be a little jumpy."

"It's nothing," I croaked out and twisted my hair around itself until it was a messy bum at the end of my neck that I fixed with a small hairpin.

"Bella, unlike the rumors Lauren keeps spreading about me, I didn't get this job because I want to lure women in with the uniform. I wanted to be a cop because I wanted to help people…well, whatever helping people means."

"Mike, I don't think that…,"

"Let's make a little deal. You tell me why you keep watching your back as if you're waiting for a ghost or something like that to show up behind a corner and in return, I give you some…details about your father's case."

"Kay," I whispered and cleared my throat nervously before I spoke up again.

"We're here because of my ex-husband and I really hope that he doesn't show up; for if he did, it would probably mean that things could get really, really ugly."

"Why are you so afraid of him? Look, if he's…violent or something like that you could always press charges. I know a lot of women hesitate to do that but…,"

"No, it's not like that. We already have a restraining order to keep him away but that didn't seem to have had such a big impression on him."

"Hmm, I see. And now you're trying to hide from him, aren't you?"

"Kind of…look, Mike, please do me a favor and keep your mouth shut about that. It's better when not too many people know that I'm here at all."

"Bella, you just run into Lauren Mallory. I bet the entire town will know that you're here before you make it back home."

"Great, just great," I whispered exasperatedly.

"We could tell people that you're just here to sell your father's house."

"That sounds good. Maybe I should consider doing that for real."

"Really? Because I would totally buy it…well, if I could afford buying it. Jessica's father made me bleed pretty badly for divorcing his daughter."

"I don't even know what the house is worth. My ex-husband handled all the details about the inheritance after the funeral."

"I understand that you didn't have the nerves to deal with that kind of stuff. Weren't you pregnant at that time?"

I nodded my head and twisted one of Lilly's copper curls around my fingers. He was wrong about the hair. It looked exactly like Edward's.

"Do you that you're going to find the person who killed him?"

"Bella, don't get your hopes too high. It's been five years now. And the only evidence these arrogant guys from Port Angeles managed to find were a few hairs."

"Is that why you know that it was a woman?"

"Hmm, yes…well, the hairs they found on the floor belonged to a woman. We don't know if she was alone. Jeez, we don't even know why he was killed."

I stood up from my chair and walked over to the window.

"Do you think that matters to me? My father is dead. It won't bring him back to me if I know about the reasons of his death."

XXXX

I pulled a blanket over her shoulders and planted a kiss on the sensitive skin on her neck.

"I'm sorry. I probably should have paid better attention when Charlie explained the heating installation to me."

"No, it's okay. Don't worry."

She turned her head and kissed my mouth. When the tip of her tongue swirled over my bottom lip a shiver went down my spine. Her hands moved under my shirt and stroked up higher and higher until her fingertips reached my breasts. She cupped them into her hands and started massaging them gently, while her tongue slipped between my slightly parted lips to nudge it gently against the tip of my tongue.

"I love you." I whispered against her lips when she pulled back. When she rolled the hardened nubs of my nipples between her thumb and her forefinger I pressed my lips against each other to suppress a moan.

"Don't do that. You know that I love hearing how I make you feel."

I kissed her mouth again, letting my tongue explore the sweetness of her mouth while I pulled the blankets over us.

"Close your eyes." she whispered into my ear before she kissed her way down my upper body. Her warm mouth closed around one of my nipples and when she sucked the hard nub between her lips to suckle it I twisted my hands into her hair to pull her closer. Her other hand slipped underneath the already damp cotton fabric of my underwear. I wondered, if the amazing physical effect, her tender touch was having on me would ever stop.

My right hand moved between her slim thighs and when my fingertips dipped into her slick warmth a low whimper left her throat.

Her thumb circled over the pearl of my clit and I sucked the pale flesh on her collarbone between my teeth to stiffen my moans.

Then I shoved two fingers inside her, while I pressed my palm against the throbbing center of her lust right above her tight entrance.

"More," she whispered into my ear, while I felt her dainty fingers caressing my inner lips so lightly that I instinctively bucked my hips against her hand to intensify the pressure against my overheated flesh.

"I'll give you always more, if you want me too," I mumbled, grazing the shell of her ear with my teeth before I slipped a third finger inside of her and curled them upwards. She was tight and her inner walls stretched around me when I started thrusting them in and out of her.

"Do you like having my fingers inside of you?" I whispered hoarsely while she inserted two of her own fingers inside me, rubbing them against the sensitive spot deep inside me in painfully slow circles.

"Yes, oh, yes…oh…don't stop, oh please don't stop."

Her inner walls tightened even more and a trail of fresh wetness poured down my hand. Her mouth found mine again and I sucked her tongue between my lips, while her soft lips moved against mine.

And then there was nothing, nothing but the incredible feeling of her fingers inside of me, her thumb circling over the throbbing pearl of my clit faster and faster.

The muscles in my stomach tightened and when the first wave of my climax washed over me it was her name that died on my lips.

"Promise me that we'll always stay together." she whispered when I finally managed to catch my breath again.

"Of course, we'll stay together. No one will ever come between us. I am yours and you are mine and it's going to stay like this for the rest of our lives."