And here's your concluding chapter! Stephenie Meyer is amazing and has the rights to these wonderful characters. I'm sorry it took so long to update, but I got it up! I hope you like it! Please review!

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The wind and the rain whipped around my face as I scrambled out of the truck after Edward. I could feel my entire body throb with my heart beat. Edward must have noticed, because he gave my hand a little squeeze and lifted one of the corners of his mouth to form my favorite crooked smile. He glanced to his right for just one second. I then turned to look at what had captured his gaze and saw that Mrs. Stanley was still idling in her car, passively flipping through some magazine sitting in her lap.

I turned my attention back towards Corbin's car, which we were steadfastly approaching. Corbin's eyes were wide as they fell upon Edward, and then they narrowed his gaze shifted over to me.

"Let me talk," Edward said out of the corner of his mouth. I nodded, not able to open my mouth to speak anyways.

Corbin scrambled out of his car, but he kept the front door open and the automobile running. I could tell he was struggling to keep his breathing even. Although whether it was from frustration or fear, I couldn't tell. The rain plastered down his dark hair and dripped into his eyes, causing him to blink furiously.

He pressed himself against his car in an attempt to get as far away from me and Edward. Mostly Edward, though. The intimidation tactic was working out nicely so far.

"The money?" Corbin croaked.

Edward patted his jacket, "It's right here."

Corbin held out his hands expectantly.

Edward was unmoving. "I want to be absolutely certain that I'll never see your face here again," he growled.

"Fine."

"I don't want to see any police report filed against us and I don't want you anywhere near Bella for as long as you still draw breath."

Corbin was visibly shaking now- I took some gratification in this. "You can't stop me from telling the police anything," he said, trying to maintain his tough-guy fa├žade.

"I can break your windpipe before a single word is uttered," Edward said through his teeth.

Corbin crossed his arms and began to say otherwise when the front door to his car slammed shut. A fist-sized dent had appeared on the side of the vehicle. Edward stood stiffly at my side. I hadn't even had time to register the loss of contact.

Corbin's mouth hung open stupidly, and then Edward was flung backwards onto the wet ground. Both Corbin and I looked down at him in shock. I quickly ran to his side and Corbin shook his head, trying to make sense of the situation.

"Edward?" I said, my voice shaky. "Are you okay?"

He arched one eyebrow in disbelief.

"So you're fine, then?"

"Of course I'm fine," he said as he began stand. "Thank you for the concern, though."

"No problem," I replied gruffly.

I glanced up at Edward curiously as he brushed himself off. Whatever had happened, he seemed completely unperturbed. Corbin winced when Edward's gaze fell upon him.

I was waiting for some sort of confession as to how he had managed to knock Edward over, but not a word was uttered. They continued to stare straight at each other. Then suddenly, Corbin's knees buckled and he nearly fell. He managed to grab the mirror before he hit the ground, and then he looked at Edward in disbelief.

When Edward moved his eyes onto me, I felt my breath catch. His eyes were ferocious and they practically knocked me to my knees, undoubtedly in a fashion similar to Corbin's. He looked like a predator in every sense- his eyes being the key weapons in this case.

Clearly unnerved by Edward's obvious dominance over the situation, Corbin swung open the back door to his car and pulled something small and black out. It wasn't until I was looking down the barrel of the gun did I realize how very exacerbated the situation had become.

"The money!" Corbin screamed, the gun shaking.

I felt Edward's arms fold around me and pull me to the ground only seconds before the gun was fired. After a few breaths, I pulled open the lids of my eyes and looked up at Edward, our noses nearly touching. He forced a weak smile, but I could see that his jaw was clenched.

Edward pulled me to my feet and then turned to face the shooter. Corbin shrunk back against his car and felt blindly for the handle that would open the door.

I inclined my head to look at Edward's face, but soon wish that I hadn't. It was the epitome of fury. His eyes were narrowed into slits, his nostrils were flared, his breathing was uncontrolled. It reminded me of how he'd acted after rescuing me from Port Angeles. From this same man. I didn't know if I could stop him from ripping this man limb-from-limb, but I wrapped both my hands around his tight fist- warming it.

"Don't," I whispered. I knew he could hear me. "Not here."

I felt his hand leave mine for a second, when I looked over at him I saw that he had Corbin's gun in his grasp. My eyes didn't catch the motion used to throw the gun over the building, but it was gone from his hand a moment later. Corbin looked down at his hand dumbly, just now realizing that his weapon was missing.

"You have to give me the money," Corbin said pathetically, keeping his eyes down.

Edward growled, "I don't know if I want to."

"I'll turn you in if you don't!" His voice was almost a whine.

"Empty threats don't have much of an effect on me."

"Not empty," Corbin whimpered.

"They're empty compared to mine."

I watched as Edward's tense shoulders slackened and his expression softened... slightly, but he proceeded to glare a hole through Corbin. And then they slackened completely, and I soon realized why. I could hear police sirens growing louder as they continued to approach. Edward unclenched his fist and clasped my hand.

Corbin struggled to open the driver's door- Edward had jammed it when he'd struck.

"Dammit!" Corbin screamed. "Dammit!" He spun around and faced me, "What the hell did you do?"

"Nothing," I replied, strangely calm.

Corbin growled and then ran towards me. Edward stepped between him and me and pushed Corbin to the ground with one hand, his other still around mine.

Corbin didn't even bother getting up, he couldn't get up- a good portion of the Forks Police Department had already descended upon him. I watched as he was handcuffed and shoved into the back of Charlie's cruiser.

"What if he says something, Edward?" I whispered.

"He won't," he replied confidently.

"How do you know?"

"First off," he grinned at me, "I can read his mind. So I'll know what he's going to say before he says it. And secondly, he took my breaking windpipe threat very seriously."

"Oh."

"Oh, indeed." He kissed me on top of my head.

After Corbin was locked up, Mrs. Stanley came running out of her car.

"Are you two alright?" she questioned frantically. "I knew something was wrong," she said, not waiting for an answer, "You were so jumpy in the Post Office, Bella."

"Was I?" I asked rhetorically.

"Yes," she replied, "I should become a private investigator. I think I read situations very well. And people, I'm good at reading people, too." She ran her fingers through her hair, "I read this situation well, I think. I mean, I called the cops right after Edward was knocked over. I just knew the situation would escalate."

"And we'd like to thank you for that, Ellen," Edward said.

"Oh, it wasn't a big deal," she waved her hand. "The gun went off when I was still on the phone. So they came over straight away. Plus, I told them that you were the one in trouble," she nodded in my direction.

After having made sure everything concerning Corbin was taken care of, Charlie came running over.

"Are you alright, Bella?" he said, taking me by the shoulders.

"I'm fine, dad, thanks."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

He turned to face Mrs. Stanley. "Thank you so much for calling in, Ellen. I don't know what would've happened if you hadn't."

"Someone would have been hurt, probably," she said pompously.

"Which means that it was a good thing you were here," Edward said, trying to restrain a smirk.

"A very good thing," she said, completely missing his sarcasm.

I bit my lip to keep from grinning.

"Well," she said clicking her long fingernail on the face of her watch, "I'd better get along."

"Bye Ellen." I said.

"Good bye, honey," she smiled at me. "Does this make up for almost hitting you before?"

"Of course."

"That's good," she said, and then walked off for her car.

"Thanks Ellen!" Charlie called after her.

She waved over her shoulder without looking back.

"Do you want me to stay, Bells?" Charlie asked.

"I'm okay. Plus, you have that man to worry about," I said, remembering not to say his name.

"I have other people that can take care of him," Charlie said, but it was obvious that he didn't want to miss out on the action.

"Are you going to let someone else drive your car, though?"

Charlie turned around and saw that everyone was looking at him, waiting. He sighed, "I'll go ahead and drive." He looked at me, "You take care, though, you hear?"

"I hear," I smiled. "I promise not to get shot at again today."

"Well, that's a relief," he said wryly. "Bye Bella," he said, "and Edward." Then he turned around and walked to the cruiser.

Edward and I stood in the rain and watched the convoy of police vehicles depart.

"That was interesting," I said, finally breaking the silence.

"Very," he said distantly. "Should we find someplace dry?"

"That would be nice."

We walked back to my truck and Edward climbed into the driver's seat before I could protest. He started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot.

"Edward?" I said, after a few minutes of silence.

"Yes?"

"How did you fall?" I asked. "There wasn't anything around you. You just kind of, fell over."

He grinned before answering, "Oh, that."

"Yes, that."

"I did that on purpose."

I didn't say anything right away. "You did that to yourself?"

"Yes ma'am."

"But why?"

"Mrs. Stanley was watching. A little 'shove' was all she needed to see to call the cops."

We pulled off the paved road and under the cover of the trees. We were headed towards his house. When he turned off the engine, he came over to my side and pulled open the door.

"Edward?" I asked, taking his hand.

"Yes Bella?" he replied warily.

"I'm sorry."

"For...?" he prompted.

"For not telling you," I sniffled, "everything."

"I thought we were finished with apologies."

I smiled, "Not quite." Then I stood on my toes and kissed him on the cheek. "Now we can be finished."

His eyes playful, "Can we be finished again?" He kissed me on the corner of my lips.

"Again?" I asked dazedly.

Edward chuckled, "Maybe later."

Still holding hands, I followed him into his house.

"Bella!" Alice exclaimed before the door even closed behind us. "So it went well?" she asked.

"No one died, if that's what you're asking," I answered her.

"It was a close one, though. I wanted to tear him to pieces," Edward said with a smile on his face.

"Glad you didn't," Alice said.

"I'm not," Emmett said as he appeared next to Alice. "You didn't give him the money, did you?"

"No," Edward and I answered at the same time. "The police detained him," he finished.

"And he won't tell?" Emmett asked.

"No," Edward answered confidently, "he took my warnings to heart."

Emmett chucked, "Quite the charmer."

"I'll go tell Carlisle the news," Alice said, giving a meaningful look and then disappearing. When Emmett didn't follow, Alice came back. "And you can tell Rosalie," she said, taking him by the wrist and pulling him out of the room. Emmett muttered something before they were completely out of sight.

The image of the tiny Alice tugging the massive Emmett made me giggle, and Edward looked down at me with a smile.

"What did Alice see?" I questioned, still laughing.

"What makes you think that she saw anything?" Edward said, trying to be serious, but his lips twitched upward.

"Oh, come on, Edward. Of course she saw something."

"Perhaps she did," he said, examining the far wall in contemplation.

I looked up at him expectantly, and his eyes flashed to mine.

I raised my eyebrows, "So? What'd she see? Are you doing to tell-"

My question was cut short by his lips pressing over mine. I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around his neck. He broke the kiss with a smile, but didn't unravel my arms.

"Was that what she saw?" I asked breathlessly.

Edward's answering smile was brilliant.

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Thank you for reading! If you noticed my original direction for the story changed... alot. I was actually going to have them separated, but after I read New Moon, I couldn't do it. Haha. So, I kept them together out of purely selfish reasons. Please review, and thank you again for reading! I hope you enjoyed it!