May We Meet Again Teaser

 "Bella, my sweet girl, you did amazing work with Alice," Mom said as I worked on Mr. Murphy's head wound. We gave him a mild sedative, which knocked him out. He was snoring loudly as I worked on suturing the laceration closed. "You are a born healer."

"I'm a healer, but when it comes to psychological issues, I'm a mess," I said quietly, cleaning Mr. Murphy's wound of blood. "My mind keeps thinking of what could have happened … you know? I think Alice might have the same problem when she regains consciousness."

"You focused your studies on general medicine, not psychology. You took some of the basic classes, but you don't have the training I have. I do need to impart my knowledge on to someone, but from what I've heard, you might be struggling with PTSD. Hell, most of you are dealing with post-traumatic stress. I'm so sorry for that."

"It's not your fault, Mom," I said, covering Mr. Murphy's head wound.

"I didn't help the situation," she sighed. "But, we'll get you all the help you need. I promise you that."

"Thanks, Mom," I whispered. Edward walked back into medical. "Did your dad get back to the garage?"

"Yeah," he nodded. "He got turned around once, but we got him to Rover III with time to spare. How's my sister?"

"Physically, she'll make a full recovery," Mom explained. "Psychologically, I'll have to work with her once she's in a place to talk about what happened to her."

"Did you show her the tablet?" Edward asked me.

"I offered it to my mom, but she'd rather hear it from Alice," I replied. "Mom, do you want to get cleaned up and settled into your suite?"

"Suite?" Mom asked.

"We have enough room for you," Edward said, reaching into his pocket and producing a swipe card for her. "You're in suite four twelve, which is up a floor to the left when you get off the elevator. You're on the same floor as Bella and me. There's enough room for you and the Chancellor."

My mom's eyes welled with tears, squeezing Edward's hand. "The Chancellor didn't make it. He …" She pressed her hand on Edward's shoulder. "Excuse me." She disappeared in the bathroom in the medical bay, quiet sobs filling the room.

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"No, that won't work for my client," Edward said in his sleek office overlooking Puget Sound. "You and I both know that his next contract should be at least double of what he currently has. He's got offers from across the country. But, being a hometown boy, he'd like to stay with the Seahawks." He listened to the other person on the other end of the line. "That's a much substantial offer. I'll bring it to my client. We'll be in touch."

Ending the call, he sent a text to his client, informing him about the new offer and he closed his computer. Placing it into his bag, he slung the bag over his body and walked to Alice's office. "I'm off. I've got kid duty today since Bella's at the gym late tonight."

"Give my godchildren kisses, Masen," Alice sang.

"You do the same with mine, Alice," Edward chuckled.

"I will, once they're born. These twins are using my bladder as a punching bag," Alice grumbled, rubbing her huge stomach. "I can't wait until I can see my feet again."

"They're still there, Ali," Edward smirked. "Have a good weekend." He walked through the office, waving at Jasper before he got in the elevator. He strode to his black Range Rover, sliding into the driver's seat and backed out of the spot. He drove to the elementary school where his two children attended.

Bella and Edward didn't want a long engagement. About a month after he proposed on the beach, they got married on the same beach, using Charlie's backyard as their reception venue. Within two months of being married, Bella got pregnant. Their first child, a boy named Patrick, was born on St. Patrick's Day. Their second baby, a girl named Elizabeth, was born a year later on April first. With the birth of Elizabeth, Edward got a vasectomy because they were happy with two children.

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Everything was secured and Charlie was in the command center, preparing for our departure. I was strapped in, squeezed in between Carlisle and Aro's orphaned son, Demetri. Demetri's hand was in mine as I tried not to cry. To be honest, it was a losing battle with tears welling. I stared, unseeingly at the bulkhead in the surgical bay.

"Swan to Ark Station, thrusters will deploy in T-minus five minutes," Charlie's disembodied voice said through the intercom system. "Make sure everyone is strapped in." There was a pause and he let out a breath. "May we meet again …"

"May we meet again," I whispered back. "We will find each other again, Charlie." My eyes fluttered shut as tears streaked down my cheeks, the battle lost. "I love you …"

Carlisle took my hand, squeezing my fingers. "We'll figure out a way to get Charlie down to the Ground. I promise you," he murmured. "We did not spend hours and all of our blood stores to put him back together for him to die of hypoxia."

"How can we do that? It's not like there's rockets to get up to the outer ring when we get down to the surface," I hissed angrily. "He's going to die up here."

"We have the most brilliant minds on the Ark, we can figure something out," Carlisle soothed.

"T-minus one minute," Charlie announced. "Ren, hug our baby girl for me."

"I will," I replied, even though he couldn't hear me. I closed my eyes, trying to imagine Charlie in the command center, preparing the Ark for its final departure and descent to the Ground. As the engines roared to life, I slipped my arms around Demetri, providing him comfort when all I wanted was my husband's arms around me giving me comfort.

"Ten … nine … eight … seven … six … five … four … three … two … one … launch," Charlie counted.

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Edward and I sprinted back to Mount Weather. Upon our arrival, we saw a puddle of blood on the concrete near the garage. It was a lot of blood and if the person walked from the drop ship, they'd lost significantly more on the way. I stepped in front of Edward, rubbing his arms. He was tense. The muscles in his jaw ticked and his verdant gaze was unseeing. "Edward, look at me," I whispered. "Please …?"

"She's going to die," he choked out brokenly. "My sister … I won't get to know her … With that much blood."

"You don't know that," I said. "I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure that she'll be okay. It might take time, but you have to trust me. Do you trust me?"

"With my life," he answered. "You're the only person I trust to save her. Please, help her, Bella."

"Then, let me do that," I said, caressing his cheek. He captured my hand, pressing a kiss to my palm. Standing on my tiptoes, I brushed my lips over his and took his hand, tugging on it. "Come with me. Let's go down to medical." I blinked to Emmett, giving him a look. "Can you clean that up?"

"Sure thing, Bella," Emmett nodded. "She stumbled in from the south, collapsing as soon as she hit the concrete. This tiny thing appeared like a ghost, covered in blood, leaves and dirt. She couldn't talk, only grunting and pointing at the door. I radioed Austin, who came up with a team and brought her down to medical."

"I'm heading down there now. Thank you, Emmett," I said. I squeezed Edward's hand, leading him into the mountain and down to the medical unit. Austin was down in medical and was monitoring the patient. Edward's fingers tightened around mine. His breath hitched as he gently tugged me to stop. "What is it, Edward?"

"It's Alice," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "She has a birthmark on her left arm that's in the shape of heart. It's there." He walked over to her swollen arm, indicating to small heart-shaped blemish on her tanned skin.

May We Meet Again Teaser

Edward and I sprinted back to Mount Weather. Upon our arrival, we saw a puddle of blood on the concrete near the garage. It was a lot of blood and if the person walked from the drop ship, they'd lost significantly more on the way. I stepped in front of Edward, rubbing his arms. He was tense. The muscles in his jaw ticked and his verdant gaze was unseeing. "Edward, look at me," I whispered. "Please …?"

"She's going to die," he choked out brokenly. "My sister … I won't get to know her … With that much blood."

"You don't know that," I said. "I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure that she'll be okay. It might take time, but you have to trust me. Do you trust me?"

"With my life," he answered. "You're the only person I trust to save her. Please, help her, Bella."

"Then, let me do that," I said, caressing his cheek. He captured my hand, pressing a kiss to my palm. Standing on my tiptoes, I brushed my lips over his and took his hand, tugging on it. "Come with me. Let's go down to medical." I blinked to Emmett, giving him a look. "Can you clean that up?"

"Sure thing, Bella," Emmett nodded. "She stumbled in from the south, collapsing as soon as she hit the concrete. This tiny thing appeared like a ghost, covered in blood, leaves and dirt. She couldn't talk, only grunting and pointing at the door. I radioed Austin, who came up with a team and brought her down to medical."

"I'm heading down there now. Thank you, Emmett," I said. I squeezed Edward's hand, leading him into the mountain and down to the medical unit. Austin was down in medical and was monitoring the patient. Edward's fingers tightened around mine. His breath hitched as he gently tugged me to stop. "What is it, Edward?"

"It's Alice," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "She has a birthmark on her left arm that's in the shape of heart. It's there." He walked over to her swollen arm, indicating to small heart-shaped blemish on her tanned skin.

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The fire was burning in the fireplace with some quiet instrumental holiday music playing in the background. Edward was hanging some décor over the fireplace, giant bells and straightening them, trying not to let them all clang. Bella was carefully unwrapping ornaments, hanging them on her rustically, but elegantly appointed tree. It had been put up hastily, but not decorated due to the craziness of their schedules.

"Will it snow?" Edward asked. "Not like Chicago has had white Christmases recently, but I do like the idea of the white fluffy stuff on the ground for Christmas."

"More like a sleety, mushy, snowy mess," Bella answered, wrinkling her nose. "In the higher elevations, they get snow. With our location, we get more sleet. Though when I was thirteen, we had a huge snowstorm. We were stuck at Bull Dog for three days. The plows couldn't get out."

"Three days at the gym. Sounds like fun," Edward deadpanned.

"We had everything we needed. Showers, a kitchen, food, and entertainment," Bella quipped. "The only thing that sucked was that I was the only girl. The guys were rank where I came out smelling like a proverbial rose. Even my dad reverted back to his baser, male instincts. I made Carlisle pick me up and I stayed with them until my dad realized that he smelled like a foot."

"Gross!" Edward laughed. "I mean, all guys go through that phase, but a grown man?"

"Yep," Bella said, standing up and wiping her hands on her jeans.

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 God, it had been so long for both of them.

“I think … we need to go back to the hotel,” Bella squeaked as Edward’s hand inched closer to her center. “I … I need a cold shower and a fresh pair of panties.”

“I’ve been hard most of lunch,” Edward growled, tossing some cash on the table. “I need more than a cold shower. We have a date with our bed …”

“Oooh, yes and please,” Bella breathed. Edward grabbed her hand, twining their fingers together and practically dragging her back to his car.

Show time!

The drive back to the hotel was torturous. The restaurant was near the hotel, but traffic was bumper to bumper. It took them twenty minutes to get to the hotel, using the valet to park the Volvo. In the lobby, they walked with a purpose to the bank of elevators only to be stymied by Alice and Jasper. “Hey guys, we’re heading out get a late lunch. Want to join?” Alice asked.

Edward pulled Bella in front of him, presumably to hide his erection or to taunt her with each slow pass of his hips. “Thanks for the offer, Alice, but we just came from lunch,” Bella responded breathily. “I have a migraine and we’re going to lay down before heading back to the hospital.”

“Okay,” Alice nodded. “I hope you feel better.” She hugged Bella, leaving with Jasper.

Bella watched them leave the hotel, grabbing Edward’s hand and pulling him into an open elevator car. Once the doors closed, Edward bent down and kissed the hell out of Bella. He easily picked her up, pinning her against the wall of the lift. Teeth clashed, tongued tangled and Bella’s hands pulled on Edward’s hair.

“Mommy? Why is that man sucking that lady’s face?” came a young voice.

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Bella went through two vibrators the night after Edward had left. The first vibrator was admittedly on its last limbs. The second one? It was a grab bag gift from Rosalie’s bachelorette party. The thing probably cost a dollar at most and had no power. The third vibrator worked like a charm as Bella fantasized about Edward licking her to oblivion before fucking her until her legs quaked with need.

Walking into Bull Dog the following day, she was unsteady, and it wasn’t from her sparring session with Edward. It was all due in part to her overactive imagination, sexy kisses from Edward Masen and her vibrator ... erm, vibrators.

“You okay, Hells Bells?” Rose asked, leaning against the front counter. “You’re limping. Push it too hard yesterday?”

“You have no idea,” Bella mumbled, giving her friend a scowl.

“Seriously?” Rose asked, standing up taller and moving closer to her friend. “Did you really hurt yourself?”

“No, Rose. My calf tightened because I was an idiot. The limp is due to … never mind.”

“Did you take a ride on Masen’s cock?” Rose hissed.

Bella’s eyes widened. “Shut it, Rosalie!”

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While Charlie and Bella reconnected over spaghetti and meatballs, Alice demanded that Edward drive them back to his apartment so he could change. Apparently, his dark wash jeans and t-shirt were not appropriate for the steakhouse Alice wanted to take him to. Despite spending the day at Bella’s, helping her out, Alice was still dressed to the nines. She told him to put on a suit without a tie.

Wrinkling his nose, Edward went to change and put on a pair of black dress pants with a black dress shirt. He topped it off with a black leather sport coat. He also packed a small overnight bag and tossed his dirty workout clothes into his hamper. Spraying on some cologne, he walked out to his living room.

“Your place is very interesting,” Alice said, giving him a wry grin and gesturing to the rustic décor. Her eyes lit up when she took him in. “Very nice attire, Masen. Most of the guys need to have their clothes labeled.”

“This place was decorated when I rented it. I didn’t want to buy something if this wasn’t a good fit,” Edward explained. “I sold my condo in Chicago with all the furniture. Fresh start and all that.”

“Oh, thank goodness,” Alice laughed, looking at his apartment. “This is all sorts of tacky.”

“It’s growing on me, but I prefer … not this,” he laughed. “I’m not into this.” He vaguely gestured to his apartment. “Cow horns? Nope. I like the wooden accents, but the rest? Meh.” He went to the fridge to grab a bottle of water. “Do want anything?”

“Nope,” she said. “We’ve got a reservation at El Gaucho at six. The steak is to die for!”

Nodding his head, he picked up his bags and keys, opening the door for Alice. They got back into his car and drove to El Gaucho in downtown Seattle. Alice told him to use the valet, plucking the ticket from the attendant. Walking inside, the host led them to a private dining room. “Alice, this is too much.”

“I’m expensing this, Edward,” Alice smirked. “Besides, I’m a month too late. I wanted to take you out once you arrived, but my dad said that to hold off until you got some more solid news on the head injury. Since you’ve started training, I think it’s a good idea to talk about your public relations plan. But first, we need wine.”

“Alice, I’m training,” Edward argued.

“One glass will not hurt you,” Alice chided. “I’ll drink most of the bottle.” She waved down their server. “Do you prefer red or white, Edward?”

“White. Less possibility of having a hangover,” Edward said.

“Can we get a bottle of the Scarpetta, with two glasses?” Alice ordered without looking at the menu, flashing the server a grin. “Can we also get an order of the scallops, crab cakes, the tenderloin Diablo and pork belly to start?”

“Of course, Mrs. Whitlock,” replied the server. “Only the best for you.” With a flourish, the server left.

“So, I suggest either the steak El Gaucho or the Chateaubriand,” Alice sang. “With a salad. We can split the tableside Caesar. It’s delicious.”

“I don’t know where I’m going to put all this,” Edward laughed.

“Charlie probably said you need to gain weight, right?” Alice asked. “You need protein to rebuild your muscles.”

Alice Whitlock

Edward Masen

Worth the Fight Teaser

 While Charlie and Bella reconnected over spaghetti and meatballs, Alice demanded that Edward drive them back to his apartment so he could change. Apparently, his dark wash jeans and t-shirt were not appropriate for the steakhouse Alice wanted to take him to. Despite spending the day at Bella’s, helping her out, Alice was still dressed to the nines. She told him to put on a suit without a tie.

Wrinkling his nose, Edward went to change and put on a pair of black dress pants with a black dress shirt. He topped it off with a black leather sport coat. He also packed a small overnight bag and tossed his dirty workout clothes into his hamper. Spraying on some cologne, he walked out to his living room.

“Your place is very interesting,” Alice said, giving him a wry grin and gesturing to the rustic décor. Her eyes lit up when she took him in. “Very nice attire, Masen. Most of the guys need to have their clothes labeled.”

“This place was decorated when I rented it. I didn’t want to buy something if this wasn’t a good fit,” Edward explained. “I sold my condo in Chicago with all the furniture. Fresh start and all that.”

“Oh, thank goodness,” Alice laughed, looking at his apartment. “This is all sorts of tacky.”

“It’s growing on me, but I prefer … not this,” he laughed. “I’m not into this.” He vaguely gestured to his apartment. “Cow horns? Nope. I like the wooden accents, but the rest? Meh.” He went to the fridge to grab a bottle of water. “Do want anything?”

“Nope,” she said. “We’ve got a reservation at El Gaucho at six. The steak is to die for!”

Nodding his head, he picked up his bags and keys, opening the door for Alice. They got back into his car and drove to El Gaucho in downtown Seattle. Alice told him to use the valet, plucking the ticket from the attendant. Walking inside, the host led them to a private dining room. “Alice, this is too much.”

“I’m expensing this, Edward,” Alice smirked. “Besides, I’m a month too late. I wanted to take you out once you arrived, but my dad said that to hold off until you got some more solid news on the head injury. Since you’ve started training, I think it’s a good idea to talk about your public relations plan. But first, we need wine.”

“Alice, I’m training,” Edward argued.

“One glass will not hurt you,” Alice chided. “I’ll drink most of the bottle.” She waved down their server. “Do you prefer red or white, Edward?”

“White. Less possibility of having a hangover,” Edward said.