Yeah, so this is my first published fanfiction. Hope ya like it!

Anyways, the only thing I own is . . . well, frankly I own nothing except the random plot. And Jason (but only because I felt a little bad for Tanya). Everything else belongs exclusively to the genius Stephenie Meyer.

If anyone likes this, I'll try to continue it into a story, but as of right now, it is a one-shot. If you want to read more, I'll gladly post again.

Last thing, I promise! If you think any of the characters seem out of character, I apologize. This is just how I imagined them to be like.

Now, onto the random thing I thought up when halfway conscious! ^_^

Travel Plans

"Kate? Garrett?" Tanya called up the large staircase. We were in our room, just talking about random things, a favorite thing to do on a lazy day.

"What?" we asked at the same time, grinning at each other. Any second now---

"STOP DOING THAT!" Garrett and I burst out laughing. Tanya completely hated it when we spoke at the same time. We're not really sure why, though. It's just always annoyed her, so of course, as her "little sister", I make sure to use it against her whenever I can. "Anyways, Carlisle called. He asked us down for the holidays. We're gonna go, and whether you two lovebirds can untangle yourselves long enough to go as well is your choice."

I glanced at Garrett, silently asking if he wanted to go. He shrugged.

"It doesn't really matter to me if we go or not. It's up to you," he said. I thought about it for less than a fraction of a second.

"Let's go. The last time I saw Carlisle and his family, it was our wedding day, and I really want to see little Nessie again." He nodded thoughtfully. Nessie and I had grown pretty close as Alice was planning mine and Garrett's wedding (he's as old-fashioned as Edward on some things). I didn't really want to get in her way, so I just played with Nessie most of the time. Garrett was normally in the room with us, watching a game with Emmett or playing chess with Jasper. Frankly, I just missed the little girl.

"Alright. I guess we should pack, then," he said. He jumped up, glancing around for his hair tie. I picked it up from my bedside table and handed it to him.

"Thanks, love." he walked over to the dresser so he could pull it into its ponytail. I got up myself, going over to our closet for some comfortable clothes. No doubt Tanya will have us drive down to Carlisle's, I thought. While I was in there, I grabbed something for Garrett to wear, too. When I came out, fully dressed, he'd already started packing our suitcases and had made the bed. Tanya would've killed us if one of us hadn't made the bed: it was a huge pet peeve of hers. I mentally rolled my eyes, thinking of her reaction. I handed Garrett his jeans and a tee shirt.

"Here. I'll finish packing, you need to get some descent clothes on." We laughed. He was only wearing a pair of his basketball shorts, something he'd found lying on the floor just minutes ago, no doubt.

"Alright. I'm packed, minus a few nonessentials, but I just barely got started on your's."

"I'll have us ready to go before you can get back, then." He nodded and leaned down to kiss me. I met him halfway, as eager for the kiss as he was. He gripped my waist; my arms snaked around his neck. Before we could get much farther, Tanya threw the door open, looking very annoyed. Neither of us had expected her to do that, and my body's natural defense kicked in. Garrett was on the ground faster than I could turn around, after having about 72,000 volts of vampiric electricity run through his body. As soon as I realized what happened, I was kneeling next to him, apologizing so fast I couldn't understand myself. It took him a few seconds, but he managed to pull himself into a sitting position. My apologies just got faster, a little more frantic.

"Kate!" he said, finally managing to break through my regret. He put his hands on my shoulders and forced me to look at him. "Kate, love, I'm okay! Take a deep breath."

"But I shocked you!" When I remembered it was Tanya who had caused his pain (in a round-about yet direct way), I spun around and stood, complete fury written on my face, I'm sure. Tanya was standing in the doorway, her eyes wide and surprised. She knew what she had coming.

"TANYA! Have you never heard of knocking?!" I screamed. This was past the line: this room was off limits to anybody unless expressly invited in. It was mine and Garrett's room. I was livid, to say the least.

"Kate, now just cal--" Tanya began. I wasn't willing to listen.

"OUT!" I screamed. By now, Garrett had gotten up, and he came around me, gently pushing me onto the bed next to suitcases.

"We'll be down in a few minutes, Tanya," Garrett said quietly. "I'll quiet her down." My jaw dropped behind him indignantly. How was he acting so calm?! He'd just been electrocuted! I'll never completely understand him. Tanya nodded, glanced at me with an apologetic expression (which I glared at), then left, closing the door behind her. Garrett turned around and grinned sheepishly.

"Really, I don't have the slightest intention of even attempting to quiet you down, but instead, I'm just offering a promise." My emotions were out of check right then. I was livid, confused, shocked, grateful, and a whole other array of emotions I couldn't even begin to understand. I sighed. Where's Jasper when you need him? I thought sullenly. "My promise is this: if you can calm yourself down, I promise that we won't drive down with the others, but instead, we'll run. I know that's really what you'd rather do." I sighed.

"You know me too well, Garrett. I'll try to, but I don't promise anything. That was over the line." I crossed my arms stubbornly. He grinned and shook his head like he was talking to a ranting child, which, if I was being honest with myself, he almost was.

"Whatever, Katie. Just cool your jets, and finish packing. I'll be back in a second." I was far from normal, but I had calmed down a bit. I still didn't really know how well I would be able to handle seeing Tanya again though. He picked up the clothes I'd given him and walked to the bathroom to change. I quickly began packing, and was getting close to being done when Garrett finally came back in. By that time, I'd thought things through, and was pretty calm.

"Let me run down and talk to Tanya. I'm guessing you've calmed down?" I nodded vigorously. He smiled. "There now. I wonder how Tanya's going to take this." He looked at me, and we started laughing at the same time. He sauntered out, still chuckling. I watched him go, longing for him to back with me already. We were never found one without the other, or at least the other close at hand. I waited a few seconds before I heard Garrett calling for Tanya. I shook my head, continuing to pack what little I had left.

I was zipping up the suitcases as Garrett opened the door. "Ready to leave?" he asked, leaning casually against the doorframe.

"Yep." He began walking toward me, ready to take the heavy traveling bags. Before his hand touched them, though, I jumped into his arms. He caught me, but he was still surprised. I laughed. It was a spur of the moment decision. What can I say? I like to be spontaneous.

"What brought this on, my dear Katie?" he asked in a confused tone, still grinning his heart-melting smile.

"Well, I was thinking. I don't believe I would mind riding down with the others very much." He raised a perfect eyebrow.

"Are you sure Katie?" I nodded. I could handle this. I'd over-reacted earlier, I mean, it's not like Garrett's never been shocked like that before. "Well, okay then. I'll need to tell Tanya that we're going with them again--"

"Not just yet," I murmured. I pulled his head down, and, realizing what I wanted, he bent his head willingly. We kissed, long and slow, before I finally pulled back, very reluctantly. "You should probably go ahead and tell Tanya." He rolled his eyes, obviously not wanting to do that at the moment.

"Katie. . . ." Now it was my turn to grin and shake my head. I jumped down from his arms as he grabbed the suitcases. He sighed. "Let's go ahead and get down stairs, you infuriating little minx." A personal nickname for when I was being particularly frustrating. He grinned.

"Alright." I followed him down to the living room, ready to apologize for my outburst earlier. Instead, I was met with a very apologetic pair of ocher eyes.

"Oh, Kate! I'm so sorry! I really should have knocked, I was coming to tell you that we were leaving in fifteen--" I held my hand up and smiled.

"Tanya, peace. It's alright. I am the one who over-reacted: it's not like Garrett's never been shocked like that before." I grinned, and reached for Garrett's hand (he'd put the suitcases by the door).

"Maybe so, but still I shouldn't have just walked in on you like that. That was rude."

"I agree, it was, but let's just not mention it anymore. It's in the past."

"Aren't we supposed to be leaving?" Garrett asked nonchalantly. Carmen and Eleazar rolled their eyes at the same time. I knew what they were thinking: only Garrett could be so casual about something like that. It was just his way.

"Oh, we were just getting ready to get the car, but I suppose we'll need the van now. . . ." Eleazar said. He stood, followed closely by Carmen, then Tanya and her mate, Jason. Jason was as new to the lifestyle as Garrett, but he seemed to be having a harder time with it. I figured this was due to the fact that Garrett was used to challenging himself, therefore had a more iron will to accomplish something. I mentally snickered at the very thought.

"Let's go then, shall we?" Garrett asked congenially. I grinned, mentally gloating over the fact that he was mine, and only mine.

We followed Tanya and Jason out the door, as Carmen and Eleazar had gone first. Instead of letting go of Garrett's hand, I picked up one of our suitcases (which one, I'm not all that sure) and he picked up the other, grinning a heart-melting smile at me.

I wasn't going to mind this little trip at all.

I would like to get some constructive criticism, pretty-pretty-please-with-sugar-and-sprinkles-on-top? The review button doesn't bite, I promise!

And if someone could come up with a good name for this random . . . thing, that would be great! I'd give you all the credit, of course. ^_^

- Scorpio