The Geek's Guide to Parenthood

Show Down at the Cullen Children's Foundation

Okay, so here it is. The sequel for A Nerd Story of Love. I don't own any of this. The only thing I do own is the plot to the story and a very cool 'Geekward' mug. I'm planning on keeping the story lighthearted as can be, but there will be angsty moments. I will post warnings in the author's notes at the beginning of the chapters for fair warning.

Thanks for everyone who's faved, reviewed or read my story. I love writing SGB and Nerdella and I'm so happy that you all love them too.

And now, the show down. In EPOV. *Angst warning*

Chapter Twenty-Four: Show Down at the Cullen Children's Foundation

EmPOV

For an hour, I waited. I eventually saw Edward's beloved Volvo pull up to the foundation. He parked next to the obnoxious pink Beetle. A man got out first and he pulled out a glock from a shoulder harness beneath his jacket. Edward got out of his car and for the first time, I saw the changes in his body. He stood taller. He was confident. His shoulders were squared back. He tucked his hand into his belt and I saw him pull out his own gun. Mother fuck. He knows.

I darted back to the center of the room and righted Princess. He stirred and looked at me. "Edward's here, isn't he?" he slurred.

"Yes. He is," I said as pulled the gun from the small of my back. I pressed it under his chin. "Call out for him. Get him to come up here and then watch it all unfold, Princess."

"You won't get out of here alive," he whispered. "If you do, you'll be permanently scarred. I've seen it, Emmett." I punched him in the nose, causing the chair to fall over and he hit his head on the ground, groaning loudly.

"Alex?" Edward called. "Where are you?"

"Answer him," I hissed.

"Fuck you," Alex growled.

I picked up his chair and held the gun to his temple. "Let's try this again. Answer him," I seethed, snapping his head back.

"Upstairs, Edward," he said weakly. "Main classroom."

I heard them climb the stairs and I glared at the door. "It's now or never, little brother," I whispered. Edward burst into the room and his golden eyes bugged out comically. "Long time no see, Edward."

"Emmett," he breathed.

EPOV

My eyes darted from my brother to Alex who was sweating profusely. Emmett was holding a gun to Alex's temple while he snarled lowly. I noticed a dark stain at his shin. Alex has already been hurt. NO! Demetri is going to be so pissed. I need to get Alex out of here alive.

"Aren't you going to hug me?" Emmett asked, pressing the gun further into Alex's temple.

"Emmett, he hasn't done anything to you," I said, holding up my hands defensively. "Let him go."

"Nah. I promised him a fight," Emmett smirked. "I promised him that we would watch you die. Right, Princess?"

"You are a fucking asshole," Alex spat.

"I'd shut up if I were you. I'm holding a loaded gun to your head, fag," Emmett said as he smacked Alex's face a few times.

"Don't call him that," I said as I glared at my brother.

"Why? He takes it in the ass. He's a faggot," Emmett said. "Just like you."

Don't let him bate you, Edward. You have a wife and children to worry about. DO NOT GET ARRESTED! But, it would honestly be self defense. Matthew had stood next to me, looking into my eyes. We both turned back to Emmett. "What do you want, Emmett?" I asked. "Really, what?"