"Love is the expression of simplicity in emotion, the unattainable longing that comes so unexpectedly, with great subtlety and bliss"
Author Unknown: or at least I couldn't find it. LOL

AMOC: Chapter 19: Foreign Feelings

BPOV:

"Luckily it's only a sprain but a bad one." The ER doctor explained with a sympathetic smile toward us.

"Oh." I exhaled in relief.

"However, I would suggest having another x-ray and a follow up with her pediatrician, just to be on the safe side." He continued to smile and assure us that everything was going to be okay.

"I will." I nodded my head.

"Good. I will let the nurse wrap it up but make sure to keep some ice on it and if she should have any discomfort, children's tylenol should help with the will be able to take her home real soon."

Jake shook the doctor's hand and continued to look as pale as a ghost even though we just got news that nothing was broken.

I waited until the doctor had left the room before I spoke to him.

"Are you okay?"

"Uh? Yeah. I just...hate hospitals and I hate seeing a child in pain." He explained as he gulped hard before sitting back beside Charlotte's bedside.

I glanced down at Charlotte who was passed out at the moment. The nurse gave her a sedative to relax her while they performed the tests.

"I know what you mean." I sat down in my seat and stroked her cheek with the back of my hand.

"I'm so sorry Bella. I swear I will remove that piece of shit when we get home. I knew it was possible that it might break and I should have told her to stay off of it or replaced it entirely."

Jake looked exhausted and hell even defeated. Why did he think it was entirely all his fault? I mean, I am her mother, it was more my responsibility to protect her and keep her away from the death trap.

"Jake, she is my daughter and I had my doubts about it and so it's more of my fault than yours. Bottom line, these things happen. Kids get hurt all the time. She is safe and healthy and that's all that matters to me." I hoped I was assuring him that I didn't blame him one bit for this.

"Thanks Bella." Jake smiled softly but I still saw the guilt flash in his dark eyes.

A nurse came in and began to carefully wrap Charlotte's arm while we watched. She gave me some instructions on how to do it myself. She seemed polite about it but I couldn't shake the feeling that she kept looking at me oddly. Once she left the room and the door reopened to find Dr. Cullen walking in, I knew she had possibly informed him that his granddaughter was in the ER.

He didn't seem too upset but I could see the frustration in his eyes as he glanced between Jake and I and then finally on Charlotte.

"I hear my granddaughter was in a slight accident." He said calmly.

"Yes." I answered simply.

"How is she doing?" He picked up her chart and scanned it over.

"Better."

Jake looked over at me, the anger in his eyes was noticeable. I gave him a pleading look, hoping he understood that I needed him to stay in control of his anger. Now wasn't the time or place to go postal on Edward's father.

"You are lucky it didn't do more damage. I hope you plan to remove the swing." He ignored Jake and put all his attention on me.

"Yes."

"Good. Don't forget to follow up with her Doctor. He might want to run his own set of tests to be positive no bones were broken or cracked."

Once again I nodded my head and gave him a one word answer.

"Sure."

Jake remained quiet but I knew inside he was screaming like a banshee. His intense hatred for the Cullens confused me. I knew he and Edward had some differences in their past but I didn't see why he hated Edward's parents with an equal passion.

"I hope you plan on telling Edward about this." Carlisle said with an even voice.

I saw Jake's eyes widen and he stood up with such an abrupt force that I feared he might physically attack Carlisle.

"Jake!" I cried out while trying to get out of my seat and rush over to stand between them.

"Why should she tell him? He only wants to use everything she does against her. She loves this child and Charlotte loves her. Why can't he just leave them alone? He doesn't want them out of love, he wants them so he can control them and hurt them. Why would you help him hurt your grandchild further?" Jake was seething with anger.

"Mr. Black you have a right to your opinion and I know my son makes it hard to love him at times but he is my son. I will always be on his side, right or wrong. Charlotte is my granddaughter and I intend to see that she is happy and loved." Carlisle answered still with an even tone.

I swear the man was like a statue. Carlisle was the opposite of his son. He didn't let his anger get the best of him. No, he kept his cool even under pressure and I wasn't sure if I was in awe of him or if I should be more afraid of him for it. Why didn't Edward have that same sense of control?

"She won't know love or be loved by Edward." Jake exhaled in defeat.

He saw that Carlisle wasn't going to budge in his notion of his son's capacity to love. Everyone who knew Edward saw him for what he truly was, an evil bastard who thought only of himself. I guess a parent had a right to pretend there child was capable of much more than the rest of us. They did raise him afterall.

"That will be for the courts to decide." Carlisle glanced at Charlotte before quietly removing himself from the room.

"He is fucking unbelievable." Jake growled.

"I know. Trust me I know." I grabbed his upper arm and gave it a few encouraging strokes.

"How have you survived them this long?" He looked at me with such a pitiful look that I felt my heart lurch.

"It hasn't been easy but I've managed." I sighed.

"Why did you stay here? I would have taken my child and fled the country."

"My father was here and at the time that they figured it all out, he was gravely ill. I couldn't leave his side. After his death they hired an attorney and slapped me with a court order that I couldn't leave town until the courts decided custody rights." I explained.

"Figures! I hate them. I really do and I know they aren't worthy of my hate but God, they are one screwed up family."

Jake took my hands in his and pulled them up to his mouth. I felt my heart pitter patter when his lips grazed across my knuckles. Our eyes locked and I felt as if my knees were going to buckle at any given moment. The intensity of his stare and the closeness of our bodies made me forget all my worries of the past and present. I suddenly just wanted to stay lost forever in his eyes.

"WE will fight them and WE will win." He vowed.

I didn't respond. I hoped he was right but deep down I knew that they would use every means in their arsonary to try and beat me. The Cullens didn't accept defeat, no they won at any cost and at any price.

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JPOV:

After I helped put Charlotte to bed at home I went downstairs to talk to my father about the incident at the hospital. He assured me that I did the right thing and that I needed to remember to keep my temper in check around the Cullen should I have to control anything? They are the jerks who are trying to destroy a family. Bella and Charlotte were tightly bound to one another and hopefully even a court of law would see that to split these two up would be a travesty of the justice system.

"You probably should go home now. It's pretty late."

I poured myself a late night glass of brandy hoping it might help ease the frustration that was still scratching at the surface.

"Well, I wish I could but apparently your sister Becca has gone missing. She left Bryce at home and didn't return."

I coughed as the warm liquid slipped down the wrong way.

"She did what?" I coughed harder.

"Bryce called Rachel worried. He said she told him she was going to the store and would be back. When he woke up, she wasn't home." Billy explained.

"Did Rachel go get Bryce?"

"Yes, I told her to take him to her house. She called the police to make a missing person report. This isn't going to look good when Simon finds out that she took off and left Bryce unattended." Billy said with a weary look on his face.

"What is she thinking? Man, poor Bryce." I finished off my drink.

"What if something really bad happened to her Jake? What if this isn't her way of trying to get our attention? What if..." Billy sat down as his hands began to shake.

"Dad, it's going to be okay. I'm sure this is all about Becca trying to scare us and nothing else."

I was hoping that was the case but now that I had seen my dad's fear, I was starting to worry as well. The world was filled with crazy people and how often have you heard of people going missing? A lot. Shit, this evening was just getting better and better.

"Why are you still up?" I asked as I noticed Bella entered the room.

"I need to fix me a drink. My nerves are rattled." Bella admitted.

"Do you want a brandy?" I offered.

"Ummm..sure." She smiled between us. "What's wrong Billy? You look upset."

"It's Becca, she is missing." He answered sadly.

"What? How do you know she is missing and didn't just take off without telling anyone? You know how Becca likes to be spontaneous." She replied.

"She left Bryce at their house to go to the store and didn't return." He replied.

"Oh! Who has Bryce?" She looked alarmed.

"Rachel. Bryce had the sense to call his Aunt and tell her that his mother never returned home so she went and got him and made a police report."

"I'm so sorry Billy. Hopefully she is at a friends house and Bryce forgot she mentioned it to him." Bella offered an explanation and less frightening theory on the dire situation.

"I hope you are right but something tells me that she is in trouble."

"Do you want to spend the night here? You look too tired to drive home." Bella offered.

"No, I'm old but I can manage to drive a few miles to my house but thank you." He stood up.

"Are you sure? We have plenty of rooms and I can fix you breakfast in the morning." She tried to bribe him but he only chuckled and shook his head.

"I'm fine, hon, really I am. You two get some rest. I will call you once I hear anything." He gave Bella a quick hug and a smile for me before he left.

I watch out the window as his pickup truck lights veered out of the driveway. I knew he was worried about Becca but I had hope that this was all a horrible mistake and nothing more.

I looked over at Bella who seemed to be miles away in her thoughts.

"What do you think? Is she being a selfish ass per usual or could she be in real danger?"

Bella lifted her head up and then walked up to me. Placing the palms of her hands on both sides of my face she smiled tenderly at me.

"Whichever the case we will get through this." She spoke with such conviction that all my fears suddenly dissipated.

Bella's words not only soothed me but caused a mutual physical reaction as well. Instead of over thinking our situation I just went with my instincts next. My hands reached around hers and gently pulled them away from my face so that I could bend down and graze my mouth over hers. I heard a soft gasp slip between her lips before my tongue traveled between them. Kissing Bella definitely helped ease the frustration that boiled in my veins.

The feel of her tongue as it danced with mine, the taste of brandy on her lips and in her mouth, excited me. Pulling her into my arms, my hands glided up and down her back as I pressed her hard against me. My body was desperately in need of some sexual release but I wanted her to need me just as much as I needed her now. If we did this and she hated me again tomorrow, I just couldn't bear it. My life was already filled with enough crap and I didn't want to add an angry wife to the mix.

Bella placed her hands on my chest and I feared that she was about to stop us before things got too far but to my utter dismay, she began to unbutton my shirt. A surge of joy shot through me like adrenaline. The feel of her hands against my bare flesh and the sounds of her sweet moans in the back of my throat sent me in overdrive. I couldn't wait a second longer to get us both undressed. I didn't want either of us to change our minds.

Pulling her blouse over her head, I had to break our kiss momentarily. She mimic my actions and pulled my shirt off of me as we stood for a moment, staring at one another.

"Are you sure?" I hated to say the words that might break the spell but I suddenly needed to hear them.

"Yes." She licked her lips and reached behind her back to unsnap her silky white bra.

I watched as it fell to the floor between us. Looking up I stared at her breasts as I felt my mouth water like a man starving for water in the middle of a them both in my hands I enjoyed the weight of them before I looked deep into her eyes. I hoped what I saw was acceptance. When her lips curled up slightly I took it as a confirmation that she was in agreement with our situation. Leaning down I suckled on the pink nipples that were begging for my attention. Back and forth I nipped and sucked, enjoying the soft moans that escalated.

Her hands looked so tiny and pale against me as she circled them around my wrists.

"Jake...I need you now." She begged. Her eyes were glazed with desire and I wanted her to be satisfied before I found my own.

Bella was such an amazing woman who was constantly thinking and putting others before herself. She deserved to be pampered. I pulled back, giving us just enough space to take our pants off before I lifted her up and placed her gently onto the couch. Crawling over her, I nudge her legs apart giving me the access I needed. Bella's hands reached my head as her fingers clawed and clutched at my hair. The pain and pleasure it caused made my cock harder, if that was possible.

"Please. Now." She cried out.

"I want you so damn bad it's killing me but first I need to do this." I explained before my head lowered between her legs. I felt her body tremble and heard her sharp intake of breath at the moment my tongue flickered over her sweet velvet bud. Her nails sunk further into my scalp with each stroke. It didn't take long to help her reach her first orgasm. Her hips bucked and her moans grew loud and heavy. My heartbeat raced with excitement as her juices flowed into my mouth, tasting like pure sugar to my taste buds.

"OH GOD! YESSS!" She shouted as her body arched back.

Smiling with my own satisfaction I spread her legs further as I crawled up and centered myself at her dripping hot opening. With an urgency that I knew we both needed I plunged into her. Her eyes sprung wide open as she let out a long and loud moan. I knew she was climaxing more than once from watching her face. Her eyes nearly shot to the back of her head, her cheeks turned a shade darker and her breathing grew ragged with each climax.

"Yess...Jake...yesss...deeper..." She begged me.

Grabbing her legs I lifted her up higher so that her sweet ass came up off the couch and began to jackhammer her until we both reached our destination. The feel of my own release caused me to moan so loudly that I thought that there was someone else in the room with us. I never, ever as far back as I could remember let out such a cry of satisfaction as I had just now.

Reluctantly I placed her back down so that she was lying flat on the back of the couch and pulled myself out of her. Reaching down on the floor I grabbed my shirt and placed it between her legs.

"Thank you." She whimpered as she sat up and turn so that her feet touched the wiped away the remnants of our lovemaking and then grabbed her garments, only putting on her shirt and panties.

"No, thank you. I know you didn't want us to be intimate again after our honeymoon but ….well...thank you." I really couldn't find the right words to explain these foreign feelings that were bogging down my brain at the moment.

"It's just sex. We both needed a release. That's all it was." Bella chewed on the corner of her lip and stared at her bare feet.

"Yeah." I agreed and nodded my head.

"I'm exhausted. I think I can sleep now." She stood up and started to leave but I couldn't let her go like that.

Jumping up I grabbed her arm, holding her in place.

"Bella, I'm sorry about Charlotte's accident and I appreciate the way you have and are there for my family. We are so damn lucky to have you." I gulped hard as I stared into her soft brown eyes.

Her lips curled up in a smile that sent my heart racing with happiness.

"Charlotte and I are lucky to have your family in our lives as well."

She placed a soft kiss on my cheek and then pulled away from my grip and went upstairs, alone.

Glancing down at myself I realized I was still naked as the day I was born. Grabbing my clothes and the dirty glasses, I put them in the kitchen sink. Checking the kitchen and front doors were locked I set the alarm and went upstairs with a satisfied body but an uneasy heart.

Climbing into bed it didn't take me long to sleep but my final thoughts for the evening were about the mixed feelings that I couldn't seem to shake when it came to Bella.

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Someone was shaking me and calling my name but I didn't want to open my eyes. I was having such a wonderful dream and I didn't want it to end but like all good things it did.

"What?" I growled as I rolled over and gave a rude glare to my unwanted intruder.

"Jake...are you awake?" She whispered frantically.

"I am now." I rubbed my eyes as I sat up in bed.

"I think there is someone in the house." She crawled up next to me and looked frightenly toward my bedroom door.

"Why do you think that? I didn't hear the alarms." I yawned loudly as I wrapped my arm around her shoulder to comfort her fears.

"I was going in to check on Charlotte when I heard something crash downstairs." She explained.

"If someone was in the house then the alarm would go off." I reminded her we paid a pretty penny for one of the top notch security alarms.

"Umm...I know that but I'm telling you what I heard." She replied with an annoyed sigh afterwards.

"Okay, I will go check."

Climbing out of the bed I walked toward the door when I heard an odd noise coming from downstairs. It sounded like someone fell.

"See, did you hear that?" Bella jumped off the bed and rushed to my side.

"Yeah, I think so." I went to my closet and pushed my clothes aside before kneeling down.

"What are you doing?"

"Opening my safe." I answered.

"Why are you doing that? Shouldn't you be calling the cops." Bella snapped.

"Hold on, will you."

A few seconds later I retrieved the gun and bullets I kept locked away. When I stepped out of the closet with the gun in my hand I saw Bella's eyes widen in shock.

"You have a gun!" Bella cried out.

"Uh, yeah. Didn't your father have a gun in the house?"

"Yeah but he was a cop, remember." She rolled her eyes sarcastically.

"Well, I'm going downstairs to play a game of cop and robbers." I joked but deep down I prayed that by the time I got down there the possible intruder would take off before I had to actually use this gun on him or her.

"Go to Charlotte's room and stay there. If I don't return in ten minutes or you hear my gun go off, call the police." I kissed her on the cheek before dashing out of the room.

Reaching the top of the stairs I turned and watched as she tip toed to Charlotte's room and closed the door. Feeling less nervous about their safety I eased my way down the stairs with my back against the wall. Saying a silent prayer that I didn't have to use this gun I made my way to the first floor landing. Another sound came and this time I was able to locate where it was coming from. My office. Why would anyone be there? I didn't have anything of value in it?

Taking stealthy steps I eased my way further toward it when I felt my heart nearly lurch up into my throat as I saw a dark figure step out of it a few mere feet from me. Without hesitation I aimed my gun at them.

"Stop before I shoot." I cried out.

The intruders face was covered with a black ski mask and with the poor lighting I couldn't make out any special features that might indicate who they might be. Blinking my eyes I found myself staring at the backside of the intruder as they fled down the hallway toward the french doors that led to the outside. Aiming my gun I let out a warning shot that didn't seem to phase them as they continue to run.

"Shit!" I cried out as I stumped my toe on something and couldn't reach them before they raced out of my house and out into the backyard that led to a forest that I had no plans on searching tonight.

Flipping the lamp light on I looked down at my toe that had a nasty bruise already forming. I started toward the french doors and spied where someone had broken the lock on it and was about to reach out and touch it when I heard the sounds of sirens. Pulling my hand back I remembered that this was a crime scene and I could mess up possible prints. Taking my gun I made my way to the front of the house and unlocked the door and awaited the arrival of Forks Police.

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A/N: Hey guys! Sorry about the delay on updates. I recently won 2nd place on the FF awards for this story and let me tell you, I was shocked as hell! I was up against some amazing authors who I am a big fan of and to place at all was just beyond words. It gave me the courage to finally write and post on a different kind of story. If you haven't checked out my latest story, The Proxy Imprint, I hope you give it a shot. It's not a J/b story but a way for me to fix the Q/C horrible imprint. It's scary when you try something new but I just had to make sense of this and this was how I saw it could work out. Remember it's a Q/C Q/L and C/OC. Thank you guys for the support and amazing reviews of this story, with out you I would write but I wouldn't love it half as much. Xoxo August