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A/N Sorry it's shorter than I like, but I did not want to keep you waiting any longer. Next chapter will be longer I promise.

Two Too Shy

Chapter 20

Bella's POV

OH MY GOD! On the plane, Edward said they owned a house, that was set away from the human population, but somewhere in the translation - he forgot to mention it was an enormous estate! As we drove up it looked like the English estates you would see in the movies. They must have paid a caretaker all these years because the landscaping was pristine.

Edward helped me out of the taxi before leading me up to the brick faced fortress. The huge red door was adorned with an enormous brass knocker.

Carlisle was the first to enter the vast home followed by Esme and Charlie. The rest of us just looked at each other to see who was brave enough to go first.

We lost the stare down contest. No big surprise there, since we were never comfortable staring into anyone eyes, but each other's.

The foyer was jaw dropping beautiful. Everything was white from the marble floors to the ceiling and framed in mahogany wood - granted it was stained by time but stunning nonetheless. Alice was the first to peel her jaw of the floor.

"You can't be serious! When was the last time this place was remodeled? 1920!"

"1925 - Actually, and it was done by me. We were only here for a few years," personally I liked it - it had a home quality to it.

"Esme, Really?" Alice chirped excitedly.

"Sure Alice, we can redo the place. But - for now…why don't you find a bedroom in the east wing. Just don't take Edward's again," she patted Edward's arm that I was still latched onto.

Before Alice could grab Jaspers hand, Rosalie and Emmett were gone. No doubt protecting their room from a possible invasion.

"Charlie, Carlisle will show you to the west wing so you can choose one away from the kids," Carlisle just smirked and led him away.

"Edward, I think you should show Bella to your room, I am sure she would like to make herself at home," Edward just sharply nodded and proceeded to lead my up the grand marble staircase. As I gazed around, even in its old fashion state - I could not help but admire the beauty of it all.

Once we reached the second floor I froze staring down the very long hallways on both sides of me. I was definitely going to get lost here - a lot!

Three doors down on the right we came to an abrupt halt. Edward pushed the door open to expose a breathtaking bathroom. The first thing I noticed was the lack of a shower, but that was made right by the huge, white porcelain, claw foot tub. The matching pedestal basin was just as breathtaking. There was no mistaking the cream-colored Italian marble flooring that could have only been selected by Esme.

Edward nudged me forward until we reached the next door, "Um - yeah - this is our room," he shrugged shyly.

The room screamed, the twenties, as if one of the pages from my favorite classic novels had come to life. On the oak hardwood flooring, was a square rug made of worsted red velvet. Against the far wall stood the black Simmons bed that would only comfortably fit one person, not to mention the springs were guaranteed to announce every move we made. The windows were covered in silk draperies and the end tables were made from mahogany woods. So were the dressers and the vanity, they both were made of an elegant yet simple carved wood design. A Orthophonic Victrola radio rested on a matching table in the corner. In the other corner stood a wrought iron lamp.

It was perfect.

Edward's POV

The week after we landed had many of our nerves frazzled. Mostly because of Alice and Esme. The moment they walked into the first house we had bought after Esme joined the family, they both looked like someone had taken away their credit cards.

"You can't be serious! When was the last time this place was remodeled? 1920!"

"1925 - Actually, and it was done by me. We were only here for a few years," I winced feeling slightly insulted. This was my second favorite home, after Forks.

"Esme, Really?"

"Sure Alice, we can redo the place. But - for now…why don't you find a bedroom in the east wing. Just don't take Edward's again," she patted my arm remembering when Alice and Jasper first showed up and barged into the house in New York.

Rose and Emmett sprinted off so she would not try to claim their old room.

"Charlie, Carlisle will show you to the west wing so you can choose one away from the kids."

"Edward, I think you should show Bella to your room, I am sure she would like to make herself at home," I grabbed her hand and led her up the marble staircase.

Surprisingly, it had held up quite well. Harold and his sons had done a remarkable job of keeping the house standing. Everything looked just like I remembered.

Bella froze when we reached the second floor no doubt wondering how big the house really was. I probably should have mentioned it had eight bedrooms. Not that we needed that many, but Rosalie and Emmett had a small problem with destroying their bedroom when Emmett was a newborn.

I tugged her hand to get her moving again. I was a little bashful when it came to showing her my old room. What if she thought it was awful like Alice?

"Um - yeah - this is our room," I shrugged nervously.

At first, she didn't say anything, she just drank in the room, but eventually she whispered, "It's perfect."

I couldn't help but smile when she liked it. We sat on the squeaky bed and just looked at each other trying to figure out what to do next.

"Want to hunt?" I asked her softly.

"Yes," she quickly answered.

Hand in hand, we rushed out the door before anyone could follow us. She giggled when we dashed into the trees.

Since we had not hunted here for years, I hoped that the hunting would be plentiful. It was.

I watched mesmerized as Bella caught, killed and drank her first red fox ever. She really enjoyed it. After another one, it was my turn.

I could feel her watching me as I stalked my prey. She happily hummed as I took down a Scottish wild cat. After I also took down a red fox, I stalked my next favorite prey, Bella.

Once we were both sated, I could help but slam her into a tree. Teasingly, I licked a drop of blood she had missed off the corner of her lips.

-?-?-?-

"Have you given any thought to how you want our room?"

"You want…," she pointed to herself.

"Of course I do."

"Will you help?" she softly asked.

"Of course," I chuckled lightly.

For hours, we laid there staring up at the stars. Our solitude was broken by the screams of Alice. I had the unfortunate pleasure to witness her vision. Unbeknownst to anyone, we had been followed from the airport.

Vision:

The front door shattered and splintered as a blond haired vampire came through it like a wreaking ball. Snarling and snapping his jaw, he searched the room until his eyes settled on Esme. He sniffed the air and darted for her.

Carlisle and Charlie both tried to get to her before the burly beast could, but they were out maneuvered by the animal now holding Esme by the throat.

"Don't even think about it," he snarled at the family now gathering around him.

Carlisle held his hands out in a surrendering gesture, "Why are you here?"

"I came for my wife! Isn't that right Dear," he growled into Esme's neck.

All Esme could muster was a breathed, "Yes," before he leaped out the window with my mother flailing for freedom.

End vision:

Bella did not question when I grabbed her hand and started for the house. From the scattered thoughts, I knew we were not going to make it.

When we burst through the backdoor Carlisle was gone and everyone was moving to follow them. We joined the chase as everyone tried to anticipate the next move by Charles.

A/N Hope you enjoyed it. I will be back to updating regularly now that I have finished a few other projects. Feel free to review and thanks for reading it!