The Edge

Catfight

Summary: Bella has learned that there are people watching her, and now she learns that she should be afraid of the dark.

Bella rested her head on Alice's shoulder contentedly, her eyes idly watching Alice's hand as her thumb pressed the '4' button on her cell phone.

They had left the clearing where they had parked to talk ten minutes before and were almost at her house. She was looking forward to disappearing upstairs with Alice and just laying together for a while. The talk they'd had that afternoon after a long day at work had tired her out, and she just wanted to snuggle with her favorite vampire pillow.

"Hey," Alice said into the receiver. "I'm not saying that," Alice groaned. "No, I'm not. It's stupid Em," she continued rolling her eyes. "Oh for the love of ... Iceman this is Tiny Dancer, do you read?" Alice finally muttered.

Beside her Bella started to chuckle and Alice couldn't help but smile a little as well.

"We're almost there. Yeah ... yeah, just take off when you see the car. No ... Charlie might be watching ... don't want him wondering why we have an escort. Yeah, right here ... uh huh, I know, I know. Oh, cause he loves me so much right now anyway. Yeah ... yeah, alright. Bye ... I mean, over," Alice said flipping the phone closed a moment later.

"Tiny Dancer," Bella said laughing as Alice put the phone away.

"I didn't pick it," Alice complained defensively.

"What would you have picked if you could have?" Bella asked curiously, seeing Alice's body relax beside her.

"Holly Golightly," Alice responded without hesitation, sounding quite pleased with herself.

"Does that make me Fred?" Bella asked tilting her head up so that she could see Alice's smiling face.

"Ooh, new nickname," Alice said happily.

"I'm sorry I ever learned how to speak," Bella murmured, the only thing offering her any comfort at the moment being that Alice was likely to forget about the nickname after a week or so.

Alice laughed and turned her head to the side, bending down to press her lips against the top of Bella's head.

Bella breathed in and out slowly, happy and relaxed as they pulled up to the house.

"Is Emmett still here?" Bella asked lifting her head off of Alice's shoulder.

"He just left," she said her eyes focused on a spot in the darkness. Bella assumed it was where he had been standing when they pulled up, not that it mattered much to her since she couldn't see the spot anyway.

"So we're alone out here?" Bella asked unbuckling her seatbelt.

"Just us and the crickets," Alice responded turning to face Bella, her lips turning up into a smile when she saw the expression on Bella's face.

"No father's at the window?" Bella asked.

Alice was silent for a second, concentrating, and then she shook her head.

"Mm, good," Bella mumbled, and then she was moving, climbing onto Alice's lap before she pressed her lips against the raven-haired beauties.

"Mm, Bella," Alice moaned, placing her hands on Bella's hips as the brunette's lips trailed across her neck, nipping at the cool skin in a way that always made her purr. "It's almost nine," she continued, her chest rumbling as Bella's teeth scrapped against her throat.

"So?" Bella murmured, her hand inching higher under Alice's shirt.

"I promised Charlie I'd have you home," Alice said, her own hand snaking under her shirt to capture Bella's. "We'll go straight up to your room," Alice continued, her voice husky and full of promise as she drew Bella's hand out from under her shirt.