Summary: Bella and Edward have been going out for a total of three years and are now engaged, but Bella has never met Edward's family. They're spending the week at his parents' house with his siblings and their partners.

Bella's POV

"It's not a big deal," Edward said.

"No," I said. "Meeting my family was not a big deal. Meeting your family…"

"They'll love you."

"You can't possibly know that."

"I know how much I love you, Bella. And my family loves all of the things that I love."

I rolled my eyes.

"You don't have to meet them. I could bring us home right now."

"That would be a great first impression of me."

"They'd blame me."

"I don't want your family to be mad."

"They won't be."

"We're going to go in there." I said. "Eventually."

Edward laughed and rested his head on the headrest.

"Hey!" I said and punched his arm. "This is really scary."

"Scary?"

"Yes. They all hate me already because I've never met them in the three years I've been with you and now we're engaged and I'm going to be spending holidays with them and they'll have to sit across from me and they're going to hate me even more after that and then they'll try and set you up with someone else..."

"They're not mad about not meeting you, well, they are, but not at you. They're mad at me. But, it's not my fault I wanted to keep you to myself."

"Please tell me that is not the reason you told them?"

"Well…"

"I can't believe you!"

"Bella, calm down. They know we're both very busy."

And we are. Edward has been working his ass off at med school and then with the residency. I barely ever got to spend time with him. Plus, I was working at a publishing house and I was working time and a half.

"Yeah," I began, "but your parents come up every once in awhile and they always invite me to go out to dinner with you and I never have. And the same goes for both your brother and sister."

"You have meetings and deadlines, Bella."

"I love you." I said after a moment.

"Do you know how much I love you?" Edward asked kissing the tip of my nose. He leaned across my seat and pulled me into his lap in the driver's seat. I leaned against him.

"If they hate me will you still be with me?" I asked.

"You're so silly."

"Please answer the question."

"Isabella Marie Swan, I asked you to marry me because I love you. That's all that matters. This isn't a test. I could care less what anyone else thinks."

"Alright." I said determined. "Let's go."

"Really? That's all I had to say?"

"Just get out of the car, Edward. I really don't want to chicken out."

Edward opened his door and got out and then helped me out of his car. I checked in the rearview mirror my appearance.

"This is ridiculous, Bella. You're beautiful."

"Maybe you're biased."

"That I am, but you're beautiful to anyone."

I sighed and began to straighten out the knee-length skirt I was wearing. Edward sighed and walked up next to me. I expected him to take my hand, but instead he picked me up bridal style.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Practicing for our wedding," he said and then he led us on the sidewalk to his huge, white, childhood mansion on the lake. We were standing in front of the huge oak door and I knew he was waiting for me to get out of his arms, ring the doorbell, or turn the knob, but I just cowered and put my face in the crook of his neck.

"Are you really that nervous?" Edward asked.

I was never able to answer because at that moment the front door flung open. A tiny, petite woman with short black hair and green eyes to match Edward's stood with her hands on her hips.

"I've waited long enough," she said.

"Alice, please…" Edward said.

I tried to get out of Edward's arms, but he and Alice were staring menacingly at each other. And it lasted for awhile.

"Edward…" I whispered.

"What, love?" He asked breaking away from his gaze off Alice and down to me.

"Let me down," I whimpered.

"Oh, right," he laughed and let me down gently. He took my hand in his. "Bella, this is my little sister Alice."

I went to shake her hand, but was unable to do so because Edward was holding my right hand. Alice saw my trouble and said, "Edward, let go of her hand."

"No." Edward said.

"What?" Alice and I asked simultaneously.

"No," Edward said. "I won't."

"You're being silly now," I said.

"I'm just trying to ease your fears of the house and I know the moment I let go of your hand Alice will take you somewhere away from me."

"Oh," I said.

"True," Alice said and side-stepped so she could allow us into the house.

"Where is everyone?" Edward asked his sister as she closed the door which took in the great scenery of early spring.

"Jasper's at the store for me. Rosalie and Emmett aren't coming for another hour, which means they'll be here in two. Mom and Dad are in the living room."

"Were spying on us?" Edward asked incredulously.

Alice laughed and it sounded like chimes in the wind, "What do you expect? You two were sitting in that car for..."

"That is…" Edward was about to go into a rant. So I cut him off.

"How'd you know?" I asked Edward.

"The living room has a view of the driveway. My parents used to spy on us through there."

"They were just curious," I said trying to ease him up. Edward being angry wouldn't make this easier for me. "It's much more normal then what Charlie did to you. I mean, who wears their police uniform with their gun to meet their daughter's boyfriend?"

"Fiancée," Edward corrected and smiled.

"Yeah, but you were by boyfriend at the time."

"I still loved you the same way as I do now," Edward said.

Alice coughed loudly.

"Oh, Alice. I'm so sorry," I said.

"I'm not mad at you," she said and began leading us through various rooms. She had led us straight to the living room. His parents were standing up and waiting in the doorway. His mother had soft-looking wavy caramel hair and looked young with laugh lines. His father reminded me a lot of Edward, except with blonde hair.

Esme was the first to come forward and she gave Edward a hug. It was awkward, though, because Edward wouldn't let go of my hand. "We've missed you so much," she said to Edward.

"I've missed you too, Mom," He said. Carlisle came over and gave his son a pat on the back.

"So…" Esme said smiling at me.

"Right," Edward said and gave my hand a squeeze. "This is Bella."

"I'd shake your hand," I said, "but Edward refuses to let go of my hand."

Esme laughed and gave me a hug. "It's so nice to meet you, dear. I've heard a lot about you."

"I've heard a lot about you, too," I said.

"What happened to your ankle, Bella?" Carlisle asked me.

"Oh," I said looking at my left ankle.

"My fault," Edward said.

I rolled my eyes, "You did fine."

"No, I didn't. It looks like I tried to tattoo you."

"Dr. Cullen," I said explaining, "I fell down and cut open my ankle open and…"

"She wouldn't let me bring her to a hospital," Edward mumbled.

"Well, anyway, it was two years ago. Edward stitched it for me."

"Oh," Carlisle said. "Well, I'm sure you've improved since then, Edward?"

"Yeah," Edward said.

"I can't believe you let him come anywhere near you with a needle!" Alice said.

"Nice," Edward said.

"I trust him," I shrugged.

"Now you have a tattoo looking thing because you trusted…"

"Alice…" Esme warned.

"Just letting my feelings known. I don't hide things from the family."

"I'll show you two to your bedroom now," Esme said trying to ease Alice.

"We're staying in my old room, right?" Edward asked.

"Yes," Esme said.

"So, I'll just show her."

I saw Alice cross her arms.

"Of course," Esme said.

Edward gently led me out of the living room and back to the grand foyer. "I'm sorry." He murmured as he led me up the stairs.

"Why?" I asked.

"For Alice. She'll come around eventually. Oh, and don't look behind you."

I looked and saw Alice was following. She waved at me.

"Bella." Edward said mocking being mad at me when I turned around. I shrugged and let him lead us to our bedrooms.

"Here we are." Edward said when we got to the last door.

"We're sharing a room?" I asked.

"Yes…"

"But," I said.

"We could get you your own bedroom!" Alice suggested from her own door across the hallway.

"Go away, Alice," Edward said and she walked into her room and shut the door. "Bella, we live together. We share a bedroom every night. Not that I'm complaining…"

"This is your parents' house. Not our apartment."

"My parents know we've…"

"Edward!"

"Bella, Rosalie and Emmett are sharing a bedroom and so are Jasper and Alice."

"But, Emmett and Rosalie are married. And Jasper and Alice, you said they've been dating since high school…"

"My parents arranged this." Edward said. "They don't mind."

"Okay…" I said. And Edward opened the door to his childhood. I laughed when I saw how similar it was to the bedroom of his old apartment. The walls were lined with shelves for CDs and books. He had a large television posted on the wall and had a desk in the corner. There was an expensive CD player in the corner. His bed, though, was pushed against a wall.

"You have to sleep on the side that leans against the wall," I laughed. "I don't want to be trapped until you wake up."

"Fine," Edward said. "As long as you don't sleep anywhere away from me."

"Deal," I laughed and Edward put his hands around my waist.

"Esme adores you," He whispered into my ear and made me shiver.

"How do you know that?"

"I saw how she looked at you; though, I think the prospect of me getting married and settling down makes her happy."

"You're twenty-four…" I said. "She could probably wait awhile longer."

"If its not you, then I'm not getting married."

I turned to smile at him and then someone knocked on his door and Edward groaned as they opened it. Alice had opened the door, but I was surprised when I saw a tall blonde guy standing next to her.

"Jasper!" Edward said walking over and giving him a handshake-half-hug thing. "This is Bella."

"Hey, Jasper," I said as I shook his hand.

"Hello, Bella," Jasper replied.

"That's not fair!" Alice whined from the door.

"What isn't?" Jasper asked going over to Alice and putting an arm around her.

"Edward wouldn't let me shake Bella's hand or give her a hug."

Jasper looked over at Edward quizzically.

"She was scaring Bella," Edward said and Jasper laughed. I elbowed Edward.

"She was not!" I said as Alice said. "I did not!"

"Alice," I said walking over to her, "your brother is an idiot sometimes."

"I know. Why are you even with him?" Alice asked.

I laughed, "Love's a weird thing."

"Agreed," Alice smiled.

"Anyway," Jasper said, "Esme wants us all down for dinner."

I walked down the stairs next to Alice and when I hit the last step of the stairs someone leaped out behind the wall. I shrieked loudly.

"Dammit, Emmett!" Edward said bounding down the stairs to me. "You just had to… Are you alright, Bella?"

At that point I had been breathing hard and was embarrassed. Jasper was laughing quietly and Emmett, Edward's brother, was on the floor laughing. A woman, who had blonde luscious hair and was wearing jeans that made her legs go on forever, walked over to Emmett and hit him in the back of the head. "She probably thinks we're crazy now."

Alice ran over to who I assumed was Rosalie and gave her a hug and the two of them walked off.

"You told me I had nothing to be scared of," I accused Edward with a smirk.

"Hey ya, Bella!" Emmett said coming forward. He was big and brawny with curly hair and dimples. He had a few inches on Edward.

"Hi," I said and Emmett came forward and gave me a bear hug.

"She can't…" Jasper said between fits of laughter, "…breathe. Emmett, she can't breathe."

"Oh," Emmett said releasing me. "We'll have to work on that."

Emmett winked at me and Edward put an arm around me and whispered, "It's just a week…"