I frowned as I looked down at that the texts on my cellphone. Bella was still attempting to contact me and was blowing up my cellphone. Just when I blocked her, another number pops up and I could tell it was her. I should just get another number or new phone. I had been gone for around a month, living in Alaska with Amy and Laurent. So far everything was going alright for us. Amy was being homeschooled but had managed to make new friends from our visits to the nearby park. Laurent and I were together, which was all that was important to me besides Amy. I made no plans to go back to my adopted family or at least not anytime soon. It was likely that they'd find me eventually, but until then I was right where I belonged. I felt Laurent move in our shared bed and wrap his arms around me, resting his head on my shoulder.

"What's up?" he asked peering over my shoulder. "Ah I see your wife is attempting to contact you for the thousandth time this week. None from your mother?"

"Not yet," I placed the phone down on the table next to our bed. Esme was the one who was attempting to message me the second most besides Bella. She saw me as a son and undoubtably cared about Bella like a mother would to a daughter. I had read a few texts from Esme and they were all similar to each other. To make a long story short, they were begging me to come home, this wasn't like me, and how upset Bella was. She also mentioned that Renesmee was constantly asking about her father which I didn't fully believe. I rarely, if ever, said anything to her though I suppose I should have. She didn't ask for us to be her parents. I did start regret treating her poorly since after all she is my only blood left in the world, that I know of. She didn't ask to be here. I highly doubt she remembers me all that well anyways given how she was physically a one year old last time I saw her and, if she continues growing at the rate she was, she won't remember me or would only faintly remember who I am. I've thought about visiting the girl, but quickly changed my mind when I thought about my family. Instead I've sent a few presents back to the child and wrote a letter or two. Maybe I'd call one day or take her with me. "Give it a minute. She tries just as hard as Bella does. Maybe one day I'll visit, but for now I just want to enjoy us. I'm finally free from that woman and I want to enjoy every second of it fucking you."

"That can be arranged," he purred in my ear. Before either of us could make a move, Amy burst into our bedroom and jumped into our bed. I couldn't get too mad at her since we hadn't really done anything yet and who could get mad at that cute little face.

"Mornin' daddy and Uncle Edward!" she kissed both of us on the cheek.

"Good morning to you too, Amy," She must have been up for a while considering she had put on her clothes and tied her normally messy brown hair into a ponytail. I could also hear the sounds of the tv coming from downstairs. ""You really shouldn't burst into our rooms like that. Knock first next time."

I really didn't want her walking in on us fucking or about to get down to business whether the two of us were doing a bit of foreplay or doing a bit of BDSM. She nearly had a few times, but they were all just really close calls and she suspected nothing. We really would have to be careful when she got older as well. Laurent got up to make her breakfast, considering he knew how to cook a hell of a lot better than I did, while I sat back and started deleting Bella's texts. Out of boredom, I read a few. One detailed how much Renesmee was crying for me. Was she really or was Bella just saying that so I could come back? She also asked me what had she done to deserve being ignored or left behind and asked if there was someone else. There was always someone else, I thought to myself. She was just too stupid to pick up on the signs. That or I was just too sneaky for her. As soon as I deleted the last one, a new one popped up and this time it was from Rosalie which was odd. While everyone else tried contacting me, her number never appeared. Curious, I opened up the message.

Come outside. I need to speak with you.

I could almost feel my heart drop. Almost. She knew where I was? How the hell did she know where I was? I guess I would find out when I got up and went to see her. I slipped on a jacket and pants before heading out the door. The moment I closed the door, Rosalie was in the driveway with a stern expression on her face. She jumped straight into what she wanted without greeting me. "Edward, you need to get back home."

"Hell no," I responded. "How did you even know I was here?"

"I overheard you talking with your little dirty secret," I had half-expected her to smirk in a knowing manner. She knew about Laurent and yet it doesn't seem like she told anybody. Otherwise Bella would have shown up in Alaska long time ago. "Look I don't care about you being with what's his face. I never did. I'm only here because your daughter is sick and I think you should be there for her."

"She's sick?" She was part human so it did make sense she'd get sick. She must be really sick if Rosalie came all the way here to grab me. "What's wrong with her?"

"She has pneumonia."

"That is serious. Fine I'll come with you." Rosalie smiled at me, seeming to be relieved I said yes. Given how I had acted before it shouldn't be surprising she'd look relieved. "Just let me tell Lauerent."

When I told Laurent, he told me that hopped my daughter got better and he understood why I had to go. I wasn't looking forward to seeing my family again while at the same time I kinda was. I expected to see Jacob there as well considering he imprinted on my child and cared about Bella. Speaking of him, I was expecting a fight with him. He'd go to the ends of the earth for that woman and was constantly looking for an excuse to prove to Bella he was a better option than me. He was right. He was a better option. The flight was spent mostly in silence with me reading her mind. She was thinking about Renesmee's condition and that Jacob had better not start anything.

"I already know he is," I said as I thumbed through a magazine on the flight.

"Ugh, I can't stand it when you do that," She rolled her eyes. "But yeah the dog is still there and he's still pissed at you."

"I don't care. Unless he wants to get bitten, he'd better keep his distance," I wasn't above putting him down if he attacked me first. I was here to see my kid until she got better. "If he really cares about the kid, he'll keep his hands to himself."

"Right...so how long have you been with Laurent?" she finally asked.

"If you answer the question of how long you've known."

"5 years."

"80 years."

"That long?" That was longer than all of the younger vampires Cullens's relationships.

"It was a long distance thing." I shrugged. "I'm going back when Renesmee's okay."

"Or you could come back and tell Bella the truth."

"I will, but only when the time's right." I looked out of the window to see we were about to land. Now to get into the hard part, greeting the rest of my family.