This is Tami's chapter. ENJOY!!!!

BPOV
I woke up, and fought to hold on to my dream. Of course it had been of Edward, holding me in his arms as we cuddled together in his room. I cuddled deeper into the mattress and realized that it was oddly solid beneath me. I realized that it was warm flesh that I was currently snuggled into and sat up quickly. "Oh," I said, dazed. It hadn't been a dream. Edward was real, and I was in his arms. I sighed contentedly and lay back down just as he began to stir. His arms tightened around me pulling me close.

"Hmmm," he murmured, his chest rumbling beneath my ear, "now this is how I should wake up every day." I felt him brush a kiss on the top of my head and closed my eyes in contentment. We lay together in his tiny bed, him running his fingers through my hair and me resting against his chest, lost in our own world where our careers didn't exist, and we were free to be together without the intrusion of the outside chaos of the Olympics.

But unlike my hoped for fantasy of staying entwined forever, the real world had to intrude, and the blaring alarm clock soon interrupted. I sat up with a gasp, knowing that Edward's roommate could return anytime. "Come back," Edward said, arms reaching for me and as much as I wanted to give in, I knew that it wasn't the smart thing to do.

"We can't," I said, regret filling my voice. "You've got to get ready for your race today, and I'd better get out of the Village before I get caught and land us both in trouble." I pulled away despite his protests and he sighed in defeat.

"Go get ready, and I'll walk you out to make sure you don't get lost in this maze," he instructed and gave me a small kiss before he let me go. I hurried to the bathroom and quickly threw on my jeans from the day before. Looking at my hopelessly wrinkled blouse, I decided to wear Edward's shirt to the hotel and return it to him later. I quickly brushed my teeth, then walked out of the room to see that he had thrown on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. He raised his eyebrows when he saw I was still wearing his shirt.

"I was wondering if I could borrow this. I'll return it to you later, but my shirt is just too wrinkled to put on," I explained. He smiled at me, his face lighting up. "Bella, of course I don't mind. I love seeing you in my clothes. It makes me feel...possessive, like I've left my mark on you. You don't have to return it, either. It's yours to keep." He grabbed my hand and laced our fingers, pulling me towards him until our lips were inches apart. "Make sure you bring it to our next sleepover, although I don't know how much you'll need it," he growled before pressing his lips to mine. Once again, we were lost in our own, passionate world. The rattling of the doorknob brought us to our senses, just as he'd reached beneath the hem of my shirt as I pushed him towards the bed.

Frustrated, both of us breathing heavily, we broke apart, both listening to the sounds of Edward's roommate Tyler coming back. We waited breathlessly until he went into his own room, then quietly snuck out the front door, hands entwined as we made our way through the hallways of the athletes' village to the exit. At the exit, we both paused, laughing that we'd been so secretive and hadn't seen a single soul in the hallways. Edward pushed open the door, and leaned down to give me a goodbye kiss. Just as we broke apart, the murmur of voices and flashing lights invaded and we looked around, shocked. Surrounding us were about half a dozen reporters, all with cameras pointed at us.

I instinctively stepped away from Edward, but I knew it was far, far too late. The damage had already been done, and it would soon be on all the newstations. There was nothing that we could do about it. I looked up into Edwards' eyes. I'm sure the shocked expression mirrored my own. Not only had he been caught sneaking me out, but kissing me as well. There would be no doubt as to the nature of our relationship now.

"Go," Edward said, pulling me close so I could hear him. The questions had already started to be fired by the various reporters. "I'll hold them off so you can get away. Sorry," he said apologetically, squeezing my hand tight, then letting me go. I shoved my way through the crowd on shaky legs, trying unsuccessfully to shield my face from the camera, and finally succeeded in freeing myself from the chaos, then began walking as quickly as I could, hoping that I wouldn't be followed, back to my hotel.

Upon reaching the safety of my hotel room, I dialed the one person I knew that could make the panic I was feeling going away. "Please pick up," I muttered over and over again as the ringing sounded in my ear.

APOV
I was waiting for Jasper to finish getting ready so we could go to breakfast when my phone started ringing. I glanced at the caller id, ready to turn off the ringer, when I noticed it was Bella's number. I glanced at the time. Either she wanted to go to breakfast with us, or something was very wrong. I had a feeling it was the latter. I hit the call button, expecting to hear the worst.

"Hello?"

"Alice! You need to help me. They found out, all of them and now they are going to follow us around and it might hurt his reputation. And my boss, he'll call me and know I lied to him. And it's going to ruin everything, just wait and see," Bella wailed into the phone frantically, leaving me to try and piece together what she was talking about. Obviously she was in full panic mode. I decided to interrupt before it could get any worse.

"Bella? You need to calm down," I instructed, and her explanation cut off. "Now, first I need to know exactly what happened before I can do anything to help," I said gently, trying to keep her calm.

"Well, the press found out. I still don't know how they knew I was there, but they caught Edward sneaking me out of the athletes' village this morning and now its going to be all over the newstations."

"I can't imagine that you are very surprised, Bella. They were bound to find out sometime," I commented.

"Well, it's too soon. I wasn't ready yet. Do you know what's going to happen now? He's going to realize how different we are, especially when he sees those pictures, and its all going to come crashing down." I knew I was getting semi-hysterical with panic but I couldn't help myself.

"Bella, I highly doubt that. Now you need to listen to me. What happened is nothing that wouldn't have happened sooner or later, and somehow I don't think Edward will mind. I'm sure that if you haven't been a distraction to him yet, that you won't be one now. Edward's used to being followed by the press, and I'm sure that this won't faze him at all, let alone make him want to end your relationship. Obviously, its something that you'll have to get used to, but its not the end of the world."

"I know it's not. I just wasn't expecting it so soon. Its like this whole thing with Edward is too good to be true, like we have this amazing thing that's been built on tenuous footing and anything can cause it to come crashing down," Bella explained.

"I highly doubt that Bella. I think that Edward would do anything he could to keep you in his life, no matter what. I think it's you that's looking for holes in this relationship."

She was silent for awhile, but I noticed her breathing had slowed down and she didn't seem as frantic. The crisis was averted, for awhile at least.

"I wonder how the press found out," I mused, more to myself than her.

"Well, it doesn't matter. They found out, and now I have to deal with it," she moaned. I smiled at the pitiful sound of her voice. Bella wasn't normally a drama queen, but Edward was bringing out a different Bella than I'd ever seen.

"It'll be fine. Just make sure you communicate with Edward how you're feeling. Now I need to go. Jasper is waiting for me to go to breakfast with him. I'll see you at the meet later on," I said and hung up the phone when I heard her say goodbye to me.

Jasper was now sitting on the end of the bed, waiting for me to finish. I motioned for him to hold on a second, and dialed another number on my phone. It was time to call for reinforcements.

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I walked into the crowed restaurant looking for her. We'd planned to meet for lunch, but I was running a bit behind. Finally I spotted her, already seated at a table near the back of the building. It was quieter there, more secluded, which would work perfect for our purposes.

She stood up as I neared. "Hi Esme, I'm so glad you could make it," I greeted her. She smiled her own greeting and we both sat down.

After we ordered, I explained the purpose for my call. "I'm here about Bella and Edward," I said to introduce the subject. I knew I was on the right path when she got an enormous smile on her face, obviously very happy about her sons' new love. Too bad I was going to have to give her a reason to worry.

"Isn't it great?" she asked excitedly before I could continue with with my reason for requesting this meeting.

"It really is," I assured her. Edward was possible the best thing that had ever happened to Bella. He was her Jasper, but I was worried that she was going to throw it all away because of insecurities about the relationship. "There might be a problem, though," I continued in a serious voice.

"What? It's not Carlisle is it?" Esme asked, worried. "If it is, I promise you that I'll talk to him," she muttered fiercely.

"No, no, it's got nothing to do with Carlisle. It's Bella. She's getting scared, and this morning the press found out which isn't going to help," I explained.

"Well, I can see how that can make anyone not used to being in the public eye wary, but why is she scared? I'm afraid I don't understand," she answered after a moment.

"I think Bella is insecure about this relationship. She doesn't really have a clear view of herself and she feels inadequate for Edward, a famous swimmer. I guess she really doesn't see what he sees in her and is worried that its all going to end, like this is just something that is for the Olympics only. I have a feeling she's going to run, and maybe there's something we can do to stop her," I added.

"Well, we can't let that happen can we? What do you suggest that I do?" Esme asked after considering my words for awhile. "I don't think she realizes just how different my son is since she came into his life. Its like she's awakened a whole new person in him."

"I was thinking that you could help her see that. Talk to her, tell her how happy she's made him, how different he is now, and let her know how welcome she is in your family. I think that will help her. I'll do my part by continuing to encourage her and give her pep talks. Ultimately the decision is up to her, though. I don't see how we can do anything more, but to let them fall more in love and hope everything turns out for the best."

"I could do that. He really is a whole new person with her around. I just hope this works," Esme commented.

"Me too," I agreed. Our lunch arrived and we spent the rest of it plotting and brainstorming different ways we could keep Bella from panicking. I finally left the restaurant a little less worried and hopeful that my best friend was going to be able to stick it out and find her own happily ever after with Edward.