Summary: Bella and Edward have been married for twenty years when Bella starts to feel like something in her life is missing, and she misses the way it used to be when she was younger. she along with edward and her friends look back to what it used to be, when they were young and falling in love.

AN: Every one is human. Bella and Edward are married, and have 3 children.

Prologue: BPOV

I heard the door open. "Mom!" Backpacks were dumped on the floor and the door was slammed shut. "Mom, I need your help!"

I put down the mound of papers I was grading and made my way up to my eldest's room. Elizabeth Marie was sixteen and just starting to date. I leant against the doorframe as she hurtled clothing around.

"Mother, I have NOTHING to wear!" This was the loudest shout yet, and it reverberated against the walls, spreading through the house, getting the attention of her younger sister, Renee Esme. Renee was born two years after her older sister, along with her twin brother, Charles Anthony.

"Will you keep it down? Some of us are trying to do homework!"

"I'm sorry that you have no life, but I have to find an outfit for my date!"

"Your date is next week!"

This can't end well, Bella, I thought to myself as I watched the scene unfold. I have to cut in before it gets out of hand.

"Okay, girls, both of you, stop." I rubbed my temple. "Liz, just buy yourself a new outfit."

Elizabeth shrieked and threw her arms around me. She lunged for her cell phone and proceeded to throw us out of her room.

Figuring that the rest of my family would be home soon, I went into the kitchen to make dinner. Once dinner was cooking, and the house quite, I sat down with my rather large stack of papers I had to grade.

Before I had one paper complete, my husband and son came barreling through the front door. They were smiling, making it obvious that Charlie had won his game. Charlie ran by without any form of acknowledgement of me, and raced up the stairs to share the good news with his sister. I shouted at his retreating back, but he didn't even turn around.

"Hello, Love." Edward wrapped his arms around my waist as I did the same around his neck. "Long day?" He smiled that perfect crooked smile that I loved so much. Even after twenty years he still managed to take my breath away.

I sighed. "You have no idea," I spoke into his chest, muffling the sound of my voice. I felt so at ease there, and I could have held onto him for hours.

Dinner was always done in the same way, with setting the table working like an assembly line, until we were all sitting around talking loudly about our days. Sometimes I would catch one of my kids feeding food to the new puppy, as he hovered around the table waiting for someone to drop a morsel of their dinner.

Occasionally I would take a peek at Edward's bright green eyes and suddenly there were no more kids. It is as if it was only us again, and for those few seconds, we were young. But then those few precious seconds passed and we remember our kids and how time has changed so much of our lives.

But time never stops, and the minutes turned into days, and days turned to weeks and everything went on in a similar fashion. There is an unspoken routine that my family follows. We wake up, go to work or school, come home, eat dinner, go to sleep, and repeat our actions the following day. Some days included me chasing kids and friends of kids out of our house, and watching Edward pace in and out of the living room while waiting for Liz to co me home from a date. Many of our weekends involved our family. My children's cousins are their best friends, and their parents are Edward's and mine.

This weekend was no different from any other. Our family was together and the kids were playing as the adults congregated in the living room. Again, it was another unspoken routine.

I looked at my friends and family, it was really all one in the same. They were all the same to me. I leaned back onto the couch and into Edward's arms. Off in the background I could swear I heard a crash, but decided against thinking about that.

"What are you thinking about, Bella?" I looked up at Rosalie, who even older was still the most beautiful person I had ever seen. She was perched gracefully on the armchair her husband was sitting on.

"It's nothing. It's stupid, really." I knew my friends wouldn't buy it.

Alice got off of Jasper's lap and bounced over to us. "Now we know it's not nothing, and coming from you it can't be stupid."

I reverted my eyes to our ceiling and started examining one of the lights. I realized that nobody was going to let this go, so I tore my eyes away and looked at Alice, who was now sitting next to me on the couch.

"Its just… I was just…" I was trying to explain it so it made sense, but the truth is, I don't quite understand what I am thinking myself. "I was just thinking how different everything is, or the same, Oh, I don't know." Edward tightened his grip around me. "Yesterday I woke up and realized how much our lives have really changed. How everything is the same day to day, and how nothing changes. Twenty years ago everything was spontaneous and fun, I miss it. I must sound crazy."

"Oh, Bella." Rose was also at my side by this time. "I know exactly how you feel, I'm sure we all do."

I was looking at my hands now, studying some of the differences that only come with time. I took my attention away from them and centered it on everyone. They nodded in agreement.

I started to think about my life twenty years ago, I'm sure everyone else was too…