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Here's Chapter 27, you guys. I am sorry it was so late, and I can tell you it was Mr. Myg's fault, getting that intestinal virus on our anniversary weekend and I had to actually, jesus mother fucking hamster fucker, be a single parent to twin toddler monkey boys during that time and had no time to write. And then, and then? Instead of getting the porn star treatment in celebration of 8 years of holy wedded bliss, I, um, looked at a lot of tasty pr0n on the internet. Sorry about that.
But now here it is. Chapter 27 of Osa Bella.
As you might recall, in Chapter 26 there was some, well, getting to know you kinds of things happening there, and there may or may not have been a very graphic description of a blow job and then a lot of conversation that Edward and Bella had to have before, oh yes he did, he got down on bended knee before her, and she said, "Yes. Definitely yes. Yes."
"You have to let me ask you first," he said.
She was pretty excited, as you can imagine.
Anyway, that was all very sweet and I hope you enjoyed some quality time with Edward and Bella, but now you know, there's an angry wolf and some other things that need to be dealt with, and so we're off the boat now.
In this chapter there's a song by the Whigs. This is it:
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Bella of Forks
More like a ghost ship than an antique monohull, Reckoner carried us back to Port Angeles in record time. It helped that Edward sailed us through the night, once he'd finally convinced me to sleep. I hadn't wanted to leave him, not even for a moment, so I stayed naked and curled in his lap a good long while. I knew without sleep my mania would probably progress again, so eventually I let him hypnotize me, and when I woke it was light and he was tying Reckoner down at the dock.
It wasn't without a serious ache in my gut that I left her there, and I recall giving a sad, heavy sigh as I glanced over my shoulder one last time as we walked away, watching her sway a little in the confines of her slip. "Be careful out there," she seemed to say to me. "Hurry home."
"I'll never be far," Edward said, reading my reluctance, if not my thoughts as he put a reassuring arm around my shoulders.
"Do you think there's going to be a problem if the Quileute find out that Jasper killed a bear last summer? Or that you killed the Kermode?" I asked.
"Jasper didn't know the bear was a shape shifter until it was too late," he said. "And I was defending you, and then it was a matter of self-defense. I tried very hard not to kill her."
"I know that," I said. "But I'm wondering how the Quileute will feel about it."
"Jacob would have done the same in my position."
"I'm sure you're right," I said. "I only hope it won't be a problem in terms of the treaty if it comes up."
As we approached the Vanquish, I went toward the passenger side door, but Edward pulled me around the car by my shoulders and opened the driver's side and dangled the key.
"You're really letting me drive?" I asked.
"Of course," he said. "This is your car now. You can drive it whenever you want."
"What? Is it too much car for you?"
"Why are you giving me your favorite car?"
"Because you love it," he said.
That was Edward. Generous. And rich. Very, very rich. So rich, in fact, that the Cullens could be counted among the wealthiest families in the country, though their relatively understated lifestyle kept this information far from being obvious. Between Carlisle's three centuries of wealth accumulation and Alice's ability to see the future, they'd made their fortunes easily in the stock market. They owned homes all over the world. They even owned a small island off the coast of Rio De Janeiro. They did indulge in cars, and the Vanquish was just one of Edward's collection, though it was his very favorite.
I started the engine, thrilled by the low growl as I fed it a little gas.
“Go easy now,” he said, a slight edge creeping into his voice.
“What? You’re not nervous, are you?” I revved the engine.
“Nervous isn’t the word,” he said as I put the car in reverse and did a quick K turn.
“You’re safe with me, Cullen,” I said. “No worries.”
“It’s not me I’m worried about,” he said, shaking his head as I hit the gas and took off down the road.
We soared down the highway, back towards Forks. We planned to go to the Cullen house first, and then to see my father to tell him about our engagement and the truth about the Cullens. If I managed to get through that, the graduation meeting with Jake would be easy, at least by comparison. Maybe Jake would be heartbroken about my engagement to Edward, but then maybe he wouldn't. I wasn't convinced that Edward was right about Jacob's feelings for me, but I did want to tell Jake this time to his face that I'd gotten engaged—and I wanted to settle this treaty business.
Edward blasted the Whigs on the stereo, one of my favorite tracks from his mp3 collection, a loud guitar-heavy song with a good beat for driving. I became so absorbed in the feel of the car and the road, I stopped musing for awhile about how the rest of the day's events might go. I caught the smile on Edward's face as he watched me.
"You really know how to drive," he said.
"Charlie taught me when I was 13. Then he taught me all the cop driving techniques when I got my license."
"Isn't that illegal?"
"Yeah," I said. "But I love to drive, so he wanted to make sure I knew how to do it safely. It was our secret."
"Are you still feeling manic?" he asked. "Your reaction time is still accelerated."
"I know," I said. "But I don't actually feel manic now. I think the sleep has helped. And the sex. I'll be needing another dose of that soon."
"I think you have a prescription for that, right?"
"Yes, it falls under aerobic exercise."
"Maybe some of the effects of the venom are permanent," he said. "I wonder how else you've been affected."
"Hope I can still run fast," I said. "Just in case."
"You'd better not be needing to run fast," he said. "Or whatever is chasing you will be very sorry."
I reached over and put my hand on top of his and squeezed, and he kissed the back of it and then placed it firmly back on the wheel. "Both hands on here, okay?"
On the way to the Cullen’s I drove by Derek’s place and I withered a little inside, turbulence from a mixture of regrets. I couldn't imagine how I'd ever even considered marrying Derek Banner. But what was worse was knowing that he lay broken in a hospital bed when he should be getting ready to attend the graduation ceremony tonight.
"I feel terrible about what happened to Derek," I said as we passed his place. "I hope he's going to be okay."
"Me too," Edward said.
The Cullen house was set back off the road with a long, twisting drive through the trees. It was a modern masterpiece of glass and light, overlooking the Sol Duc. This was the first time I'd seen it up close in the light. It could have easily been on the cover of Dwell with its bold architectural features and meticulously maintained grounds. I half expected to see Frank Lloyd Wright’s ghost appear out of the woods.
“Why don’t you live here?” I asked. “This place is stunning.”
“I do live here,” he said. “But sometimes you need privacy.” He smiled and I didn’t have to guess at the insinuation. I just didn't want to consider how often he'd availed himself of Kalaloch's privacy before this week.
As we pulled up to the garage I was surprised to see not just Edward's family, but about fifteen other vampires milling around. A few were out on the deck, chatting with Alice, but I could see through the tall glass windows several more guests in the house, talking to Esme and Rosalie. Now that I knew vampires existed, I could easily tell that's what they all were. There was a certain posture they each held, very straight and elegant, and every one of them beautiful in a way only actors and models appear in touched up photographs.
"Who are they?" I asked.
"Assorted friends and extended family," Edward said, his mood shifting to something much less casual.
"They must be here for Alice's graduation party," I mused. But the look on his face told me that there was more he wasn't saying. I put my hand on his arm to stop him before he got out of the car. "I want to know what's going on," I said.
"I'm not sure," he said, sounding a little tense. "From what I'm picking up, Carlisle wanted some kind of insurance against Jacob. I need to ask him about it."
Alice came over to us as soon as we parked. When I got out of the car and she grabbed my left hand and looked at the ring, and then threw her arms around me. "Congratulations!" she said. "I'm so happy for you both." She hugged and kissed Edward.
"Alice," Edward said, his voice strained. Her expression shifted to serious as he read the contents of her mind. "Where's Carlisle?"
"In the garden," she said. "There's been a slight change of plans."
"I figured as much," Edward said.
"What's happened?" I asked.
"Jacob was here when we got back," Alice said. "Carlisle was pretty angry."
"I'm sure," Edward said.
"He was here in wolf form, with the pack, waiting for the two of you to return. Carlisle told them you were away until today and then he called around to see what friends we could call in, just to be a show of support until we sort this all out with the Quileute."
"Has Jacob been back?" Edward asked.
"No," Alice said.
"You're not bringing all these vampires to graduation, are you?" I asked, suddenly horrified.
"Of course not," Alice said. "That would be insane."
Carlisle, Emmett and Jasper emerged from behind the house, trailed by a few guests who looked at me with a curiosity that put me on edge. I shrank a little into Edward's side and he put his arm around me.
"I see congratulations are in order," Carlisle said as they approached. Carlisle took my hand in his and gave me a light kiss on each cheek as Emmett and Jasper each shook Edward's hand. Then Carlisle embraced Edward and said, "I'm sorry this isn't exactly an engagement party."
A striking, tall strawberry-blonde woman looked at me and then at Edward and took note of the red in his eyes. "Edward, you're back to hunting humans? And engaged to one?"
"Tanya, this is Bella, my fiancée," he said, ignoring her question. "Bella, this is Tanya, an old friend of ours. She's from the Denali coven, another coven that embraces humanitarianism. We consider them family."
"Nice to meet you," I said. She nodded but looked at me as though she hoped I might flinch or back away, but I did not. From the amber color of her eyes, I understood that she wasn't a human hunter, but by the look in them I could tell something else. She didn't like me. At all. Which told me all I needed to know about her feelings for Edward.
"Let's go inside," Carlisle said. "I feel a storm coming."
In the house, Esme fussed over me and Edward and our engagement and Rosalie even gave me a quick, light but friendly squeeze and hardly snarled at Edward at all. Then we all retired to the great room, a large space with a fireplace, tall windows and a grand piano, but little seating. The gray day was beginning to feel oppressive and the tenor of that assembly of guests made me nervous. There were, in all, twenty-two vampires in that space, including Edward and his family. As they all mulled over the news of our engagement, they studied me and I noticed the inner circle of Edward's family positioning themselves closer to where I stood.
"So you're engaged to a human?" said a vampire named Peter, an old friend of Jasper's whose eyes were red like Edward's. In fact, most of the vampires there had the red eyes of traditional predatory vampires. As I registered this information I went cold. "And the wolves are claiming she's one of them?"
"She's not one of them," Edward said.
"My family is very close with the Quileute," I said, steeling myself a little. "We have a long history with the Blacks."
"How can you possibly marry a human?" another member of the Denali coven, Garrett asked. "Aren't you worried about… complications?"
"I'm turning her tonight at sea," Edward said, surprising me, but I just smiled and nodded in assent. Whatever his reasoning was, I'd know it soon enough. "By our wedding day, she'll be one of us."
I expected some surprised looks from Rosalie, Alice or any of the Cullens, but they just nodded as well, like they were in on this plan all along.
"I need to say goodbye to my father first and settle the matter with the wolf pack," I said, impressing myself with my ability to play along so convincingly. Edward placed his hand in the small of my back, a subtle signal of reassurance.
"You're giving up a mortal life for him?" Tanya asked. "And your chances for heaven?"
I wondered at the directness of Tanya's question. Maybe immortality had a way of stripping one of the normal human social conventions that might suggest a more tactful approach to getting to know a stranger. But her tone was not spiteful. She was curious. I could tell she genuinely cared for Edward, and it was hard to fault her for that.
"The only hell I'm afraid of is life without him," I said.
"She really is the one then?" Tanya said to Edward, a softer look about her now. So she knew about Alice's vision of us together, too. I wondered how many of them did.
Edward put his arm around me and pulled me close. "Yes she is," he said, kissing the top of my head.
"No doubt about it," Alice said.
"We really should be celebrating, right?" Esme said, trying to lighten the mood. "Alice is graduating from high school for the first time ever. Edward has finally found his mate. After this business is settled with the Quileute, I do think we should celebrate."
"Then we can send her off to her transition on a good note," Tanya said, now more friendly, if more resigned. "Welcome to the family, Bella."
"Thank you," I said.
Edward squeezed my hand. Then he changed the subject. "Carlisle, where do things stand with the Quileute now?" Edward said.
"We meet this evening at the graduation ceremony and settle the new treaty," Carlisle said. "It shouldn't be too complicated, since we want to keep the same terms. We don't allow for the hunting or turning of humans in our territory, we stay off their land, we don't expose each other to the human population. I spoke with Billy Black yesterday and he said that Jacob still wants to speak with Bella to ensure her safety and to make certain that she's with you of her own free will. Then he says Jacob will abide by a new treaty. His first priority is the protection of the Quileute, and the tribal elders want peace. That's what we offer."
"What will happen tonight when Edward turns Bella then?" Peter asked.
"They won't be in our territory," Carlisle said. "They'll be at sea."
"Can we trust Jacob?" Edward asked.
"I hope so," Carlisle said. "But as you can see, we've got support here, just in case."
"Good," Edward said.
"I don't want any fighting," I said, my heart rate speeding enough so that it drew attention from the vampires, who could probably not just hear it, but catch the scent of my blood as it pumped quickly now through my arteries. "Jacob is like family to me. Billy Black is my father's best friend since before I was born and Sue Clearwater is going to be my step-mother. Please, I don't want any violence."
"Nobody wants violence," Edward said.
"Our guests are here to just serve as a reminder to Jacob that we have friends in the world," Carlisle said. "That's all."
"I can't stand the taste of wolves, anyway," Tanya said, giving me a friendly smile.
"Ugh, me either," Rosalie said, "I'd rather eat a rabid wildebeest."
Alice laughed and Edward excused himself and went upstairs, put in a pair of contact lenses to cover the red in his eyes, and donned a sport coat and a tie. As we were about to leave for my father's, Esme straightened him out, pulling a loose thread from the sleeve of his jacket and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "You'll do fine," she said. "Don't be so nervous."
"You're nervous? What about?"
"Talking to your father," he said. "When was he here, Carlisle?"
"Dad was here?" I asked, feeling my stomach drop to my knees. "With all these vampires?"
"He dropped by on Thursday morning before they arrived," Carlisle said. "He was looking for you."
"Oh no," I said. "What happened?"
"I explained to him that you were out sailing in the San Juans with Edward and that you'd be back today. And then we talked about fishing in the Sol Duc for awhile."
"That was it?"
"He already knew about us, Bella," Carlisle said. "He's engaged to a Quileute. And I think your father could get the secret of creation from the gods if he wanted to."
"He wasn't afraid?"
"He was concerned, but I told him Edward had a lot of experience on the water."
"I mean about the vampire part."
"Perplexed, really. That's how I read him. Interesting man, your father."
"That's one word for him," I said.
As we left, I took one last look at the crowd of vampires and I felt hollow. It should have been a family reunion. A graduation party. An engagement party, even. But instead it felt like an arms race. I now understood how the tension between the Cullens and Jacob Black had intensified over the past year, and how my relationship with Edward was a flashpoint for this volatile chemistry. It was incidental in the end, really, to the problem as whole, like the assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand at the start of World War I. I knew a single argument over a woman's affection could lead to battles fit for legends. But I didn't want to be Helen of Troy.
Edward drove, since I was too busy brooding. Once we were in the car on my way to my father, I said, "I am really frightened there is going to be some kind of vampire-werewolf war. I can't take that."
"Nobody wants a war, Bella, least of all me. I don't intend to waste any time fighting when I should be sailing you to Maui."
"What was that about changing me tonight?"
Edward explained, "Humans are not supposed to know about the existence of vampires." This was more of a cultural norm, though some considered it a hard law. There was a ruling class of vampires in Italy, some group calling themselves The Volturi, like they were The Avengers or The Justice League for vampires. Carlisle once, long ago, had been a member of this ruling elite and it would not be a good thing for them to find out about my human status. That was why he told everyone I would be changed.
"You're a pretty good liar," I said, impressed.
"Comes with the territory," he said. "Anyway, after tonight we won't be seeing anyone for awhile. You can take all the time you want to consider transforming into a vampire, and if you decide to never want to turn, we can always stay hidden."
"That would kind of suck."
"A life of secrecy is the life of a vampire, Bella. You're going to have to get used to it. I'm sorry."
"I know," I said, taking his hand and holding it gently. "I'm trying."
When we pulled into Charlie's driveway, Edward leapt out of the car, opened my door for me, walked me up to the porch, where Sue and Charlie stood. Sue looked skeptically at Edward, but gave me a small, concerned smile and Charlie waited for us with crossed arms and a tight jaw. As defensive a posture it was, the softness around his eyes told me how relieved he was to see me. And I couldn't have felt more relieved to see him.
"Hi Dad," I said coming up the stairs. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, great," I said. "Edward and I are engaged."
Charlie exhaled slowly and gave me another squeeze before letting go. He looked me squarely in the eye, like he was trying to read me. "Already?" he asked.
"Yes, already," I said. "It's a long story, but I am very happy."
Sue bit her lip nervously, wrung her hands a little and Edward subtly moved away, as though he sensed he might be offending her in some way. I know Sue wanted to say something, most likely about Jacob, but I appreciated her restraint.
"Chief Swan, if I could, I'd appreciate a word with you," Edward said.
"In a minute, Edward," he said.
"Actually, I need to talk to Dad alone," I said.
"Of course," Edward said.
Charlie and I went for a walk and I told him everything. I explained how I first met Edward, and how ever since I'd met him I felt alive again, had hope in the world again. I told him my deep shame over thinking I'd fallen for a teenaged boy. Then I explained how I got engaged to Derek as a way to keep myself away from Edward, but how my heart kept leading me back to him. Then I told him the big awful truth about my accidental almost-suicide when I believed Derek was going to expose me, and how Edward had discovered me and bitten me as I was dying in order to save me, and also how he withdrew the venom from me so that I wouldn't turn into a vampire. And then I figured that was enough of the truth. No reason for him to worry Edward might accidentally kill me someday.
Charlie furrowed his brow and a screwed up his mouth as I poured my heart out to him, and then I finally pulled my collar back and showed him the bite mark on my neck and he flinched, just a little, at the sight of it. He pulled me into his arms again and held me tight.
"You could have told me, Bella. You didn't have to go through all that alone."
"I know that now, Dad. I swear, I wish I had."
And then I showed him the ring, and all he said was, "Are you sure?"
"I'm certain beyond all doubt."
"Okay," he said. "You know Jake is going to have a real tough time with this."
"He had plenty of chances," I said.
"I know," he said. "That's what I told him."
So when we returned, I had a puffy post-crying face and Edward's face softened with concern. And so then we all sat down, Sue and Edward again regarding each other politely, but very distantly, almost as though they repulsed one another but were too kind to be openly revolted. It was a response that over the hour we were there seemed to lessen as they grew a bit more comfortable in each others' presence.
"Chief Swan, Mrs. Clearwater, I have asked Bella to marry me, and she has done me the great honor of accepting. I know how important your relationship is to her, and I would hope that in time you could come to accept me as her husband, even as unusual a circumstance as this is."
And so Edward began his campaign, and told Charlie that he knew how odd it must be to have his daughter paired off with one of his kind, but that he did swear that he would keep me safe, and that he intended to give me the most normal, human life he could, under the circumstances. And then he said he knew this all seemed to be happening very quickly, but he assured him that his ultimate priority was my health and happiness, and that he swore to be a good, loving and protective husband, and that he would provide a financially comfortable life for me and that he did have a livelihood, that he was a trained doctor and that he would most likely go into practice after we decided where we would settle, probably not near Forks because of the social implications, what with the town believing he was seventeen and not a vampire. And then he apologized for moving me away, but promised that he would fly me home to visit anytime, or fly him and Sue to us, and that he knew I was thirty and could marry whomever I wanted, and that he understood that no man would ever be good enough for me, and certainly not an undead one, but that it was still important to him that they could accept him as my husband, over time, since it was probably far fetched to ask for his blessing, not at this moment, anyway.
I was impressed that Charlie kept a straight, polite face on for most of Edward's monologue, almost as impressed as I was that Edward could talk for so long, so impassioned.
"Edward, I just want you to know one thing," Charlie said. "I don't care if you're a doctor, a vampire or an alien from outer space. You could be the devil himself for all I care. If you hurt my daughter, I will come find you and make you regret your own existence. But if you make her happy? Then you'll have no problem from me."
"Thank you sir," he said. "I'll do my best."
"See that you do."
"Well that's settled then," I said. "One peace treaty down, one to go."
"The big graduation meeting, yes, I heard," Charlie said. "It's a damned good thing Jacob got all those bears out of Forks before the ceremony this evening or I'd have to call in deputies from three counties."
"Yes, he's been corralling them out at La Push all week. I told him I didn't care what they were, if they kept harassing my town I'd tranquilize every last one and send them to the zoo."
Sue explained to us how in wolf form, Jake and his pack had more influence over the bears, "So they've been hunting them and then leading them back to the reservation. We've probably got close to forty out there now." She observed Edward for a reaction, and I could see that he grew stiff, perhaps unnerved, but I couldn't imagine Sue would know about Edward killing the Kermode if they had no means to speak between the tribes yet. Of course, this could very well change when Anna Marie Gladwell, the post-doc from the UW, arrived on Monday. But by then, Edward and I would be gone and a new treaty would be in place with the Quileute.
"We're leaving after graduation," I said.
"How long are you going to be gone for?"
"Awhile," I said and felt my heart shatter as his face fell. "Not forever. Plus we'll be flying you and Sue out to Maui for a wedding. Soon."
"Do you have to move so fast?" Sue asked.
"I want to," I said.
"Are you going to become one?" Sue asked, her eyes narrowing. "Are you going to become a vampire?"
"Will it matter?" I asked.
Charlie gave me a long, hard look. The kind of look any cop might exchange with his grown daughter if he disagreed with her but respected her at the same time.
"You'll always be my daughter," he said. "No matter what you are."