Hey guys, I want to say a big thank you to everyone for their kind words throughout the last year. It has been a horrible year but things are looking brighter.

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Recap

Bella has recently moved back to her hometown of Forks with her daughter, Leah, after they were both kidnapped and held hostage. Leah has not spoken a word aloud since. They moved next door to Edward and his son, Anthony. Edward did not get to see Anthony until he was almost six months old, when he gained full custody. Edward is still in contact with Anthony's mother, but does not let her see him. Leah has formed a bond with Edward and Anthony, and Edward had an instant attraction to Bella; however, Bella wanted to focus on her daughter. In the last chapter, Edward, Emmett, and Jasper had travelled to, Phoenix, where they discovered that Rose had been in an abusive relationship. While there, the boys' found themselves in a bit of trouble.

Speak Chapter 13

"You want to grab a drink while we wait for Emmett?" He changed the subject. I looked up at him as he tilted his head towards the bar across the street.

"Sure," I replied. I could really use a drink after the day I've had.

I paid my bill, sent Bella another text, and followed Jasper towards the bar.

Daddyward- Saturday Evening

"So you and Bella seem to be getting along," Jasper voiced. His comment didn't surprise me. We had been in this bar for about an hour now and Jasper has been dodging around talking about Bella since we got here. I was not going to give him anything unless he asked. We aren't friends. There was something about him that I didn't like. My gut was telling me that it had something to do with Bella, and I'm not sure how much I wanted to know about them. The thought of him with her made my blood boil.

"Yeah, we are." I looked back at the singer on the stage. Her voice was raspy and beautiful as she sang one of Adele's songs in perfect key. The bar was busy, but not over crowed. The smell of onion rings hung in the air; it made me think of my parents' 4th of July parties.

"Look, here's the thing." I knew this was coming so I looked him in the eyes and listened to what he would say. I knew there wasn't anything he could say that would change my mind about Bella. "I've known Bella for a very long time. I was there when Jake died; when Leah was born, when she met James, I was there through it all. I'm very protective of her and Leah. They are family."

He said the last sentence slowly, making sure I understood him clearly, and I did. If Bella told me to stay away, then I would, but she's the only one that could do that.

"Well, I'm not going anywhere until she orders me too, and the same goes for Leah." I voiced hoping that I made myself clear and that he would back off.

"Bella would never do that, she's too polite." He huffed before he stood up and walked to the bar. I knew he wasn't happy with my answer, but he'd just have to get used to it.

My mood picked up when my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was a picture of Anthony in his underwear holding a large chocolate cake in his hands. He looked so proud and so happy. When I tried to cook with him a couple of years ago, he wasn't very interested in making food, just eating it. Therefore, I thought that he didn't share my love of cooking; but looking at his face in that picture tells me a different story. Maybe he was just too young before? I made a mental note to spend some time teaching him the basics and see how he felt about it. I quickly texted Bella back and set the picture as my wallpaper.

"I thought we should get something harder to drink," Jasper said and placed a tray with six tequila shots, limes, and salt in front of me.

"Tequila?"

"Yep, you've had tequila before, haven't you?"

I nodded my head and picked one up.

~speak~

'You don't know you're beautiful, oh oh

That's what makes you beautiful'

I take a bow and stumble off the stage where Jasper handed me another drink.

"Okay, if I win this one, you have to sing whatever song I pick up there." I slurred at Jasper. He stood in front of me; his blonde hair looked wild and untamed. His smug smile made me laugh loudly. I'm not sure what has happened over the last five, six, or two hours, but my hatred for this guy has gone and I'm actually having fun, beating his arse at pool.

"Fine, and if I win, you have to get that girl over there," he pointed at some blonde at the main bar, "to buy the next round."

"Ah, easy." I moved through the crowd to the girl and squeezed my way between the girl and her friends. I turned to face the girl, and rested my elbow on the bar.

"Hello," I gave her what my sister says is my 'panty dropping smile' "how are you?"

The blonde laughed. She was very tall for a woman and had the biggest tits I've ever seen. I tried to be the gentleman that my mother raised, but I couldn't take my eyes away from there. Her top did not hide them very well, they were just sitting there whispering "Edward touch me, Edward, look at me."

"Your tits are so huuugge." I raised my hand out. They wanted me to touch them, just a little touch, and a little squeeze. I went to rest my foot on the stool she was sitting on, that way I could get close to them. However, I miss judged the distance and my foot slipped. I ended up on the floor with my head in between her legs.

"Fuck," I mumbled, and the girl yelled and moved away. I could feel my body falling. I closed my eyes, ready for the impact of the floor but it never came.

"Whoa, you okay?" Jasper helped me up and I sat on the stool that the blonde had now left.

"I think I've had a bit too much to drink," I chuckled.

"Yeah, we didn't even play the next game," he laughed "guess you don't drink much?"

"No, I've got Anthony to look after." Anthony? Bella? Shit, I had forgotten all about them.

"Shit," I rubbed the back of my neck. How did that happen?
"I need to take a piss," I mumbled before making my way outside to the parking lot for some privacy.

It took me a couple of minutes of trying to read my phone, but I managed to call Bella.

"Edward?" I felt my body relax when I heard her voice.

"Hey, beautiful."

"Edward, do you know what time it is?" I could hear a little irritation in her voice.

"No, shit, we're you sleeping? Sorry, Love, you were sleeping, but I needed to hear your voice. I needed to tell you that I have not forgotten you. I haven't, I can't forgot you. God, Love, what have done to me? I want to see you. Can I come see you, now, Love, can I see you?"

"Edward, are you drunk? Where are you?"

"Jasper bought tequila, Love, and I fell into tits. Huge, massive tits." I tried to explain to her what happened because I didn't want her to think that I had forgotten about her. I could never forget about her.

"What?" I could hear her laugh. It felt good to make her laugh.

"I wish they were your tits." I told her honestly. 'Your tits always look amazing. I can't wait til you let me burry my face in those babies." I gave out a happy sigh. Just the thought of getting close to Bella's breasts had me hard.

"Jesus, Edward," she breathed.

We were silent for a few minutes while I tried to find my voice again. What has this girl done to me? I've become a clingy, emotional, horn dog since I met her.

"There you are." Jasper interrupted us. He had a girl on each arm and a bottle in his hand. It was at that moment I realized what he had been doing all night.

"Is that Jasper?" Bella asked. Gone was the sweet giggling voice, it was now replaced with a strong but confused voice.

"Yeah, I'll explain tomorrow. I've gotta go right now." I turned my back to Jasper and the girls and whispered, "Give the girls a good grope from me."

She rewarded me with another giggle. "Goodnight, beautiful, I can't wait to see you tomorrow. Give the kids a kiss from me."

'I will. Goodnight, Edward." I could hear the smile in her voice. I was sure I had a smile to match.

"Night, night, Darling." I hung up and tried to put my phone back into my pocket.

"Who was that?" Jasper asked. The redhead was giggling at something on the ground while the blonde stared at me. I kept fidgeting with phone; the blonde was making me very uncomfortable.

"Bella," I smiled. I was guessing that his drinking games and now the girls were his way of trying to get her off my mind and maybe catch me with a girl- hoping to show, Bella, what kind of guy he thinks I really am.

'Bella, Bella, Bella," he sang while he detangled himself from the girls. The way he was singing her name made my blood boil. "Beautiful, Bella. Now there's a woman that knows how to please a man," he said while he wiggled his eyebrows up and down.

I didn't even think about my actions. My hand responded to his words on its own accord aiming at its target. My fist met Jasper's face very quickly, I could hear the girls' scream and there was a sharp burning in my hand.

"Owe! What the fuck was that for? You jealous?" He laughed which made me want to swing for him again.

"You'd better stay the hell away from her," I warned him. I did not trust this guy to be anywhere near my girls.

"Never going to happen, I'm family."

"I don't give a shit what you are. You touch my girl again and I will kill you," I spitted. I had to lean against the wall behind me, my legs suddenly felt very heavy and my head started feeling fuzzy.

"Your girl?" he laugh some more. "You're insane. Bella is not your girlfriend, Eddie. You'll be lucky if she gives you the time of day when I move back."

His laughing really pissed me off. I gathered all the strength I could and lunched myself full force at him.

He wasn't expecting me and we both fell onto the hard ground. Punches were thrown left and right, our bodies tumbled around on the hard, gravelly asphalt of the parking lot.

"What the hell is going on?" I heard Emmett yell before he pulled Jasper and me apart.

"Get the fuck off me!" I yelled trying to pull my way out of his hold.

"Just calm the fuck down first."

Jasper sat on the ground and wiped the blood from his lip.

"Let me go, Emmett!"

"Calm down and then I'll let you go."

I did as he asked. My head was spinning from the alcohol and my hand throbbed with pain.

"Someone want to tell me what's going on here?" Emmett shouted while his head moved back and forth between us. Which so did not help with the whole head spinning thing I had going on.

"Eddie's pissed that I've slept with Bella."

Emmett let out a deep sigh before burning me with his blue eyes. "Rose is getting out tomorrow. Let's get back to the hotel and get some sleep. We're going to have to fly home tomorrow and you," he pointed at Jasper, "stop winding him up about Bells. And you," he turned to me, "we're going to have a long talk about your obsession with her."

"I'm not obsessed," I whispered half heartily.

"Sure, whatever, Eddie."

"Fly?" Jasper asked.

"Yeah, we, um, sortofdon'thavethecruiseranymore," Emmett quickly said as he looked down taking a sudden interest in the ground.

"What happened to the cruiser?" I asked him.

"I'll explain tomorrow, let's just get to bed. I'm exhausted," and with that he turned away from me and started walking towards our hotel.

~speak~

Daddyward- Sunday Morning

My mind slowly awakened. I could feel something cold, hard, almost like marble on my face. I tried to open my eyes but they wouldn't obey, instead I slowly moved my legs that were stiff and very sore.

A groan escaped my mouth and again I tried to open my eyes, but again they refused. My arms were heavy and my head felt light and dizzy. What the fuck was wrong with me?

Music suddenly blasted somewhere close by. I grabbed my head in pain, I felt like my head was about to explode from the music that was playing... music? I moved my head towards the music – bad idea. I could feel the room start to spin with my eyes closed.

The music finally stopped and I took a deep breath. The coldness on my face was refreshing, but it felt too hard and uncomfortable. I slowly opened my eyes and looked around very slowly.

I was alone, in a bathroom.

My head had been on the toilet and from the smell of it, I'm sure my stomach had been in it.

The music started again. It was very close. It took me a couple of minutes before I realized that the music was a ring tone- my ring tone. I pulled my phone from my jean pocket and smiled to myself.

It was Bella.

"Morning," I crocked out.

"DADDY," Anthony yelled into my ear. Argh, not the best thing this morning.

"Hey, buddy, you don't have to shout at me, I can hear you."

"Okay," he giggled, "you coming home today? You said two sleeps and it's been two sleeps. Bella said you're coming home today."

I could hear the panic in his voice, which made my heart ache. Things had changed very quickly this week and they would change even more in the next few weeks. Not only was my little boy growing up and starting school, but we had also gained two neighbors whom I hoped would become a big part of our lives.

"Of course I am, buddy, I'm not sure what time, but I'll make sure Uncle Emmett drives really fast. Are you behaving for Bella?" I asked, leaning back on the toilet.

"Yeah, we can't go to the beach because it's raining. Bella says it's heavy rain."

"Oh that's a shame; we'll just have to go another day," I replied.

"Bella and Leah too?" He asked.

"Yeah, Buddy, we can all go." I took a deep breath trying to keep the nausea at bay.

"Is Bella there?"

"Uh huh, she's cooking us waffles with strawberries and cream, Daddy. I like cream..." he broke off for a second, "Leah asked if you're almost home?"

I smiled at the thought of Leah talking to Anthony. I had told Bella that Leah speaks to Anthony and what she had said so far. She was happy that she finally talked to someone, but I knew she wished it were her. I can't imagine not hearing Anthony call my name or not chat to him whenever I wanted. It would kill me to lose that part of our relationship. I just hoped that things would change and better for them- they both deserve it.

"Tell her I'm leaving very soon, and could you put Bella on the phone please, buddy?"

"Okay, tell Uncle Em to go really fast, like Batman fast."

"I will, son, I love you," I chuckled, which did not help the major headache I had.

"Love you, too."

"Hello," Bella's voice replaced my son's.

"Morning, beautiful," I croaked.

"How are you feeling this morning? Hung-over?" She asked.

"A little." A lot.

"You were really drunk," she giggled. I guess I called her last night. I can't remember calling her... then again, I can't remember very much.

"Shit, what did I…"

"Eddie, you awake?" A female voice called from the bedroom.

What the fuck?

"Edward?" Bella asked, alerting me that she'd heard the female voice.

"Um, I, I," I stumbled.

"Eddie?" The women called again before she appeared from behind the bathroom door, wearing nothing, but one of my t-shirts. Again, what the fuck?

"Um?" I wanted to ask who she was and why she was wearing my clothes, but the words would not come out of my mouth.

"There you are?" She muttered sweetly. Her blonde hair was tied in a ponytail, her eyes smudged with make-up, and her face was patchy from sleeping with her foundation. Her body was very small, all bones, no curves or anything. She was everything I didn't like in a woman.

"I'm going to go since you have company this morning." Bella's tight voice hit my ears.

"Bella, wait!" I yelled into the phone, panicked by her voice. But she was gone. Shit.

What have I done? Have I really thrown away my chances with the only woman I have ever had any real feelings for, before we had even begun. For what? A woman that I struggled to even look at?

Something wasn't right. This wasn't me. I don't just pick up random women to sleep with.

Besides, I didn't like blondes.

"What is that smell?" The woman wriggled her nose in disgust. Instead of answering her, I tried to wrap my head around what had just happened. I wished I could remember last night; it was still coming up blank.

"Argh, it smells of sick. Flush that toilet, brush your teeth and then you can join me in the shower." She winked before bending over to turn the shower on, giving me a view of red lace panties.

I turned my head away from the awful view. She had nothing on my Bella. My Bella was a woman; with womanly curves, beautiful long legs, hips that I couldn't wait to get my hands on, an ass that I dreamed about every night, boobs that would fit perfectly in my hands, eyes that I got lost in, a face so beautiful I couldn't look away, and long brown hair that I wanted to run my fingers through.

There is no way I could be with anyone else.

"Eddie, aren't you coming in?" The woman purred from inside the shower, my t-shirt now lay next to me on the floor.

"Fuck, no!" I grunted.

"Glad to hear." I looked up to find Jasper leaning against the doorframe with his arms folded in front of his chest. He was sporting a black eye and there was a burst lip on the smirk he was wearing.

"What the fuck happened to you?"

He raised his left eyebrow at me. "You don't remember?"

I shook my head, "I don't remember anything."

"Maybe you shouldn't drink so much next time. Come on I'll fill you in on the way to the station."

"Station?"

"Yeah, Emmett has been arrested. Let's hope that Charlie can get his ass out of this mess," he chuckled.

"Shit, if Charlie's involved it can't be goo-"

"Will you boys hurry up and get in here. There's plenty of room of the three of us." The mystery woman pulled the shower curtain open. She was completely naked and wet.

I shuddered and stuck my head back into the toilet where the rest of my stomach emptied. Jasper's laughter made my headache worse.

I groaned in pain. I just wanted to go home.

~speak~

Momella

"What time is Daddy coming home?" Anthony asked again. It started slowly, only every three or four hours. Now it was almost every half hour he asked about Edward. I could feel the panic that was setting in him. His eyes drifted to the front door every few minutes and he struggled concentrating on anything else.

I knew that they had not spent much time apart, but I was worried about Anthony's anxiety at being away from his father. I knew that was just another topic to add to my growing list that I needed to speak to Edward about.

"He'll be home soon, Pants."

"Can I call him?" he asked. His eyes were wide with unshed tears. I was having a very hard time saying no to this boy.

"Okay," I pulled my phone out. I had not spoken to him since this morning. He had tried to call me back not long after I hung up on him, but I was still trying to get my head wrapped around my feelings for him. His drunken rambling last night was so sweet and I found myself giggling like fifteen year-old. I went to bed feeling happy and light for the first time in a long time.

I even woke up with a smile on my face and a swing in my step. My father even noticed my good mood; but when I heard a woman speaking in the background in his hotel, my whole body felt like it was being ripped apart. He had spent the night with a girl. I should be happy that he had fun, but I wasn't. I was hurt and angry and it took all morning for me to process these feelings.

At first, I thought it was because of his comments. He had made it clear that he was attracted to me and would like to develop something romantically. I was the one who told him that I wanted to be friends. I was the one who had kept him at a distance or at least tried too.

Now I was the one sitting at home, wishing that I had never knew about the other girl. If I didn't know about her, than I wouldn't have to analyze my feelings for Edward before I was ready.

The truth was that I was still not ready for anything romantic, especially with next week coming up.

The phone went straight to voicemail. "His phone is still off. He must be in an area where there isn't cell service sweetheart."

"Okay." He suddenly walked out of the living room. He looked so defeated, I cursed Edward. He was supposed to be back hours ago. He promised Anthony he would take him out for dinner and instead he was too busy with some girl.

I needed to do something to get my mind off plotting Edwards's death.

I walked towards Leah's room thinking that I would take them out instead. The rain wasn't as heavy anymore, but it was dark outside and the heavy clouds made it appear later than it was.

I stopped outside her door, I knew I shouldn't, but I wanted to listen and try to hear if Leah would talk. I knew she talked to Anthony, but I've never heard her. If only I could just get a chance to hear something… anything.

"I will be Batman, and you can be Robin."

"You want to be Batman then?"

'We need to stop the Joker, Robin. He's robbed that bank."

I was a little disappointed that Leah didn't talk back to him, but I was hopeful that I would hear her soon.

I listened as they played for a few more seconds before I grabbed my camera and sneaked a few pictures of them. Leah saw me and stopped playing, but she was smiling at me with a grin that was so like Jake's.

"You guys want to go out for dinner?" I asked them.

"Is Daddy here?" Anthony asked excitedly.

"Not yet. But I'm sure he won't be much longer now." Damn, Edward, where are you?

"The first person to get their coats and shoes on gets to pick dessert." With that, they both raced to the door, fighting over coats and shoes.

~speak~

The rain thudded on my roof. It was very heavy now, and I was glad we made it back before the sky opened up again. It was still warm though, and I had changed from my favorite jeans and sweater into black yoga pants and a purple tank top.

Anthony had fallen asleep at the restaurant and as luck was on my side today, Leah fell asleep in the car on the way home. I managed to carry two sleeping kids into the house- a task I wasn't in a hurry to repeat.

I opened a bottle of wine and put on Sex and City. It was one of my favorite shows. I used to wish I had Carrie's life. It was so exciting and glamorous. Gone was that dream, my dream now was just to have a happy, healthy and safe daughter.

Just as the DVD started to set up, there was a timid knock on my door. I quickly sat my glass down, cursing at whoever was disturbing my show.

I could hear the rain rattling off the drain gutters on the roof. I suddenly realized how quiet the house was. The rain was the only sound I could hear.

I unlocked the door and found a very wet Edward Cullen at my door.

"Hi," he whispered.

I opened the door to let him in.

His hair was flat against his head and his beautiful eyes were dull and sad.

"You were supposed to be back hours ago." I sternly whispered and walked back into the living room. I knew he would follow and he did.

"I know. I'm sorry."

"It's not me that you need to apologize to. Your son is heartbroken." I tuned to face him and instantly felt bad. His eyes were filled with tears.

"Where is he?" He whispered- his voice was weak and shaky.

"Sleeping." I walked away from him to collect towels, and to secretly stop myself from shaking. Why was I so nervous?

When I returned, he was looking out the window. He had removed his blue jacket and folded it in his arms across his chest. He looked so powerful, so strong, like a man on top of the world.

He must have heard me because he turned around and gave a small smile. He looked worried and as nervous as I was.

"Here." He took the towels from me and started to dry his hair. I was used to the sex hair, sticking up in every direction. But right now it was flat and dark which made him look a little bit dangerous.

'Bella, I need..." I cut him off with one of the questions I wanted answers too. This man had an effect on me that I can't put into words, and I knew that if I let him talk then I would let my guard down and let him in. Right now I still couldn't do that, especially after I heard that woman through the phone this morning.

"Did you tell your sister to put you on Leah's release list for school?" I asked, I did not hide my frustration in my voice and by Edward's shocked reaction, I could guess he could tell.

"I… I…," he took in a deep breath. His shoulders fell in defeat, "Yes."

"Yes? What gives you the right Edward? You can't make that decision. That is my decision to make. You should have asked me. Just because your sister is the…"

"It had nothing to do with Bree," he cut me off.

"Really, you would have phoned Mr. Banner if he was still there as well?"

"Yes, what if you're at work and Leah was to get sick? Emmett's unavailable, your dad's at work, and I am the only one able to pick her up from the school?"

"That's not the point." I could hear my voice getting louder. "You should have asked me before you…"

I was cut off by a loud piercing scream. My legs moved automatically, running through the hallway into Leah's room.

My beautiful little girl was tossing and turning around in her bed in pain, her voice echoed that pain throughout the room.

I kneeled down at the side of her bed, I could feel Edward in the room, but I refused to look at him.

"Leah, Leah, wake up." I touched her shoulder trying to calm her. I was told by our first therapist not to shake her awake. I was to be gentle and coax her out of her nightmares; but sometimes that was not possible, I was hoping tonight it would work.

"Bella?" I heard the concern in his voice, but I couldn't answer him right now.

"Leah, wake up honey." I pushed her a little more forcefully.

"Daddy," Anthony cried while running into the room. He looked at Edward and then at Leah.

"Hey, buddy." Edward pulled him into his arms.

I tried to wake Leah up while Edward tried to stop Anthony from crying. I could hear him whisper to him, telling him that he loved him and that everything was okay.

After a few minutes, Leah had stopped screaming but was crying instead. She was still asleep. This was the first time I couldn't get her to wake up during one of her nightmares.

Edward moved around the opposite side of Leah's bed. Anthony was still in his arms, but he had stopped crying. I whispered into Leah's ear and watched Edward from the corner of my eye. He kneeled down beside Leah and shook her slightly and told her to wake up in a smooth, but demanding, voice. If my daughter wasn't hurting right now, I might have found the voice arousing, but I pushed those thoughts away.

Leah's eyes snapped open. She looked so afraid, but relaxed when she saw us.

"You okay, princess?" Edward opened the arm that Anthony wasn't attached too, and Leah crawled to him. Her cries were now quiet sobs. Edward pulled both kids to him and stood up.

"Bella, may we spend the night with you?" I was in shock at Leah's actions. She has never gone to a man after a nightmare. She always wanted Rose or me.

"Bella?" His eyes pleaded with me. He didn't want to leave us… leave Leah.

I couldn't answer him so I nodded my head. He gave me a small smile and held out his hand to me as much as he could.

I may not trust this man completely, but my daughter did. I needed to trust my daughter. I knew that she didn't like James very much, but I thought she had just needed time to get to know him. But she knew better, she knew that he had something evil inside him, and I did not trust her judgement. I wasn't going to make that mistake twice. So I took his hand and followed him as he led us to my bedroom. He placed both kids into the bed and whispered something that made them both giggle.

"Bella, get in," Anthony giggled. Leah's eyes were still sad, but she had a smile on her beautiful face. I looked up at Edward who was removing his shoes before climbing into the bed with Leah next to him then Anthony. All three of them looked at me and waited for me to crawl in, so I did.

I spent the next hour laughing and joking until the kids fell into a peaceful sleep. I looked at the man across from me; his green eyes were alive with happiness and found myself grinning at him.

His smile was breath-taking, and I found myself staring at his lips. His low soft voice broke me from my staring.

"Bella, I need to tell you something."

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