Tower over me,

And I'll take the truth at any cost.


Kissing Edward was always sort of a fairytale, it was magical. He pulled away and began to place small kisses all over my neck, and his efforts were rewarded with a soft sigh. I pulled him back to my mouth again for a chaste kiss before I left to get some clothes on, but he had other ideas. He walked me back into a wall and ran hands down my neck eliciting a shiver from me.

"Edward..." I moaned as his hands were working their way down through the towel. His mouth was on mine again in an instant. He placed the most gentle, tender, kiss upon my lips and leaned away to look me in the eyes. His gaze held mine for a few minutes before he came back to my mouth. He slowly drug his tongue across my bottom lip, and I immediately pulled away.

"No..." I said. He looked at me, slightly confused. "Edward, I have morning breath!"

He laughed. "I don't care, Bella. I brushed my teeth already, and I'm not concerned about your breath."

"It's disgusting! How could you possibly want to kiss me?" Morning breath was never my thing, and he knew.

"Well I did want to kiss you, but I suppose I can wait," he sighed mockingly. "Go get dressed."

"I'm not that desirable," I muttered under my breath as I walked past him. As soon as I had said it, his hand caught my wrist and turned me around.

"Believe me, Bella. You are," he nearly whispered as he looked me in the eyes.'

After a week, we still hadn't talked about his time away. I'd asked him about it several times, but he kept saying that he didn't want to do it here, or that he wasn't ready yet. When he told me that we needed to talk the first time, he couldn't do it. We were both on the couch in my living room, but he eventually broke down. No tears fell from his eyes, but he was in definite pain.

Instead, that morning I called Alice.

"Edward?" I asked against his shirt, where I had been laying for the past ten minutes listening to his heart beat. "Is it okay if I call Alice? Or do you still need me here?"

When I turned to look up at him, his featured were crushed. "Yeah, Bella," he said softly. "I'll be okay."

"But you won't, I know you'll still hurt," I said as I sat up on his legs.

"Ow! Shit! Bella, I have bruises there."

"Dammit," I growled and stood. "Sorry." He sat up and pulled me into his lap, my back against the side arm rest of the couch, my bottom in his lap.

"It's okay if you call Alice, as long as you stay with me," he smiled, and looked down at me. As soon as our eyes met, our gazes locked; nothing could tear this moment apart. I leaned up to kiss him, and in return, I received the sweetest, most gentle kiss I had ever gotten. It was slow and smooth, and made my heart ache. He pulled away and wrapped his arms around me. "I missed us so much, Bella. I thought I'd never see you again!"

"Edward, I know, I know," I said softly rubbing his back. "You are here now, and here to stay, that's all that matters." I expected a response but I got nothing. "You are here for good, right?" My voice escalated. "They can't take you again! I just got you back! Edward! I can't lose you again I-"

"Shh, Bella," he said softly touching his lips to my forehead. "The military is never touching me again."

"I'll be back then, I'm getting the phone," I said hopping of his lap. I made my way over to the kitchen where I had the cordless. I walked back into the living room and there he was, still on the couch. I plopped down on his lap and welcomed the comfort of his arms.

I dialed the oh-so familiar number and waited.

One ring.

Two rings.

Three rings.

Way too many fucking rings.


"Hey guys, It's Alice. If your name is Bella or Edward I will call you back as soon as I get this. To the rest of you...maybe. Byyeeee!"

"Call me back, Alice. Now." I said after the tone, malice in my voice.

"Didn't answer?" He asked. I shook my head no. "She's probably with Jasper. I need to get back with everybody..." he seemed thoughtful for a moment but spoke soon after. "You are the only person I've seen. I talked to Carlisle and Alice, but you are the first I've seen."

I kissed him softly, and turned my television on, but didn't focus on it. I mainly looked at Edward until the coffee-

"Bella?" Edward asked, calling me out of my thoughts.

"Hmm?" was all I could muster up.

He looked slightly nervous and his hair was really wild, like he had been nearly pulling it from his scalp. "Do you remember my house in Texas?" I nodded. It was one of my favorite places! "Do you wanna go down there for a while after I see the gang today? I really miss it."

"Yes, I'd love to go. The gang?"

"Well, yeah! I haven't seen them in a while. I've spent the week alone with you, not that I haven't enjoyed it, but I want to visit with them before we leave."

I suppose he didn't want me to go with him, that's all right, I suppose. "I guess I could just pack while your gone. I haven't got much else to do."

He came closer and wrapped his arms around me. "Bella, I love you."

"I love you, too."

He smiled and shook his head, like I was a small child who did something bad, but it was considered cute. "You are obviously coming with me. You can pack later."

"Could you use more 'we' in the sentence? Not just 'I'?" I asked play scolding him. I wasn't sure why I didn't think he'd want me to go, but the wording confused me.

"Bella!" Edward called from the kitchen, obviously ready to go. I, however, was not. I had taken a shower and did my hair in soft curls, but I couldn't find a shirt to wear. "We seriously need to go."

"I can't find a shirt to wear!" I yelled back. I walked away from my dresser and over to my closet and nearly ripped the door off the hinges. I threw it open, quickly looking for a shirt to wear. As I was looking, the song playing from my iPod dock changed to Pressure by Paramore.

"I can feel the fucking pressure!" Why can I not find a shirt to wear? It's just the people that I see all the time. Only this time I'll be genuinely happy for the first time in four years. The same people had scene me at my worst, so I couldn't look terrible to them.

A warm pair of arms wrapped around my bare waist, and I tensed. I was shirtless, once again. I was tempting him, once again. He'd made it clear he wasn't ready for anything yet. "Here's a shirt, love," he chuckled and I instantly threw it on. I made a move to head to the bathroom but he caught my arm. "You look perfect, you smell wonderful, and we are running late. Your purse is in the kitchen where you put it earlier. Unless you really need something, let's go."

"Alright, Alright," I said kissing him quickly. "Let's get out of here." I took his hand and ran out of the room, ducking under lights and things as we went. I nearly tripped when the carpet in my room turned to hardwood in the living room. We continued and passed through the kitchen on the way out and I grabbed my purse.

As we reached the top of the stairs, Edward grabbed my waist, and threw me over his shoulder and I gasped. "Hold on, Bella!" He said, laughing. He raced down both sets of stairs before he set me down. He barely seemed out of breath!

"How'd you do that?" I asked.

He took my hand and we walked out the door, waving at Henry. "Military strength training," he said. "I didn't think it'd come in handy after, but I guess I was wrong." He smiled. It was beautiful when he smiled.

Being Washington, it decided to start raining as we waited for a cab. "Edward! My hair!"

"Bella, you are ridiculous," He said laughing as he pulled me to him. He took off his jacket, and held it over our heads.

After a short cab ride out of the city, I stood with a scared Edward outside of Carlisle and Esme's door. Their house was red brick, with a beautiful white door. It had a million little intricate lines in the wood, I got lost in them. There will Greek style columns supporting the roof."C'mon, Edward. It's just your parents."

He gave me a look. "You have no idea how my mother gets when she's emotional," he said nervously. "Sure you've seen her at weddings, but this will be bad." He sighed loudly.

"Suck it up," I said kissing him quickly on the lips. While he was distracted I rang the doorbell and giggled.

"Bella!" he yelled. "No! I gotta get out of here!"

"Uh, no you don't, Edward! This is your mother and father!" I wrapped my arms around his middle and he placed his arm around my shoulders. He leaned down to give me a kiss but the door opened slightly being stopped by the chain and lock. The door slammed, sending both Edward and I into the air, before it flew open and hit the wall.

Along with a gush of air, a woman shot out of the house like a bat out of Hell and attached herself to Edward. I quickly let go of him so Esme could enjoy this moment without me in the way. She planted small kisses all over his face, and cried into his shirt. It was honestly an interesting display until she pulled me into the hug.

"Oh, my God. You guys are back together. Both of my babies are back!" She yelled. Edward stayed silent as she kept repeating that 'her babies were back.' He just calmly rubbed her back with one arm, and the other was around me.

"Esme, I never left." I said.

"You know as well as I do you weren't here, Bella," she said as she pulled back. She looked over to Edward again, and squealed again. Esme was choking us both with her arms, and Carlisle thankfully cleared his throat.

"Oh," she said. "I'm sorry. This is just so surreal." Comprehension flickered across her face. "Why aren't you excited Carlisle? DID YOU KNOW?"

He laughed. "I'd love to see my son, but there is a crazy woman in the way," he answered, avoiding the question.

"You knew he was coming." It wasn't a question. She walked away from us and over to Carlisle. "You and I are talking later." She said quietly. But quickly pushed him over to us.

"Hey, Son," he said. He gave Edward a short man-hug, and patted him on the shoulder.

"I missed you, Dad," he said. He came in for another hug, a real hug. After they pulled apart, "I missed you too, Mom. You know that." he laughed.

"It'll be nice to have you back, Bella!" Carlisle said, giving me a small hug. "Come inside," he said before turning to Edward. "But protect yourself."

A/N: Sorry it was so short! I'm 1000 miles away from just give me a break. Review? (: