Author's Note: Hello, everyone! This is the much-wanted sequel to 'P.S. I Love You.' I hope everyone enjoys it, and please do not forget to tell me what you think!

By the way, I'd like to thank everyone who supported me during 'P.S. I Love You.' Your wonderful reviews just kept me going, and most of them made me laugh really hard. So thank you.

Disclaimer: I am very happy to say that I own this plot, the plot of 'P.S. I Love You,' and my new hamster, Zaney.

(Bella's POV)

"Bella, are you sure you will be okay here alone?" asked the love of my life, and fiancé. He was hugging me tight, not wanting to let go. The feeling was mutual.

"Yes, Jasper, I'll be fine. I need some rest from all of the commotion from the weddings anyway. Some quiet will be nice," I smiled. He let me go, but still gripped my arms. His eyes were glistening black, almost frightening.

"Please," I said. "Go hunt. Kill some mountain lions for me," I smirked. He nodded slowly, and kissed me on the cheek. I didn't want to press him further for more, knowing it was painful for him to just do that.

Jasper turned and ran after the others. I shut the door behind him and sighed. He was gone all day.

I looked around me. The house seemed eerie and empty without them. I would have gone back to my house, but there was just as much emptiness there as was here. Charlie was gone fishing all day, so either way I would have been alone and bored.

After staring at the doorknob for a while, I decided to go and see what movies they had, so I made my way towards the Cullen family room.

I expected to see shelves and shelves of movies, which I did. What I didn't expect to see was a large, bulky figure sprawled out on the couch, smiling.

"Emmett?" I asked. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be with the others?"

"Well, yes. But I decided today would be the perfect day for some Bella-Emmett Bonding Time," he said, shrugging and sitting up.

I wouldn't be lying if I said I wasn't very surprised to see him here, with his family out hunting without him. But I will admit that I was happy he was here. That meant I wouldn't be completely alone all day.

He stood up and hugged me tightly. "So, Bella, my sister-to-be, what would you like to do today?"

I shrugged. "Let's start off with some T.V.," I suggested. He agreed and we sat on the couch together. He flipped on the television, and some Discovery channel show was on. It was about insects.

I felt Emmett shudder beside me. I also felt the couch shake.

"Emmett? You okay?" I poked his shoulder. Not that he could feel it.

He shook his head slowly. "I…don't like bugs," he admitted sheepishly.

"You…you what?" I asked, astonished. Emmett, big, old, lumbering oaf Emmett, he who kills grizzly bears and drinks their blood, is afraid of bugs??

"I'm afraid of bugs, okay?" he said, crossing his arms over his chest and pouting. I started to giggle, then to laugh, and then I just burst into hysterical laughter on the floor.

He huffed, and then said, "I'm blowing this popsicle stand." He stood up and walked out the door. When I realized he meant that he wasn't coming back, I got up and followed, still choking out giggles at random intervals.

"Wait, Emmett, I'm sorry! But you can't blame me!" I couldn't even see him anymore. "Please, Emm—" THUMP!

I tripped over my own feet in my intense pursuit and hit my head off the Cullen's porch railing.

"Owww, oh, God. That kills! Owwww!" I rubbed my head, beginning to feel a bump. Suddenly, a dark shadow enveloped me, and I raised my head to see.

Emmett was standing over me, hands at his hips, smirking. I frowned.

"I may be afraid of bugs, but at least I don't trip over air, Bella."

"Iz cuz you're a vampire," I mumbled, trying to stand up without feeling too dizzy.

"Even if I weren't, I still would be able to walk across a flat surface without tripping," he replied, grabbing my arm and hoisting me up.

"Ha-ha-ha! You're soooo funny, Emmett!" I said, sarcasm pouring from my voice. "I don't trip on every thing! I bet if you dared me to do something, I could do it without falling," I challenged.

He laughed. "Anything..?"

"Well, no, I didn't say anything…"'

"Hmmm….this should be fun…"

"No, Emmett, really, I didn't say 'anything.'" He was looking around, rubbing his chin, and nodding to himself.

"We'll start off easy…" he began. "Climb that tree." He pointed to a large maple tree, its branches reaching out in every direction.

"Emmett, you're kidding me. That thing is thirty frickin' feet tall!"

"Yep. A whole bucket of fun! C'mon, try it," he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the base of the old maple. I shook my head.

"Oh, God, nooo, please." Emmett lifted me up onto the first branch, and I desperately gripped onto the thick branch above me. I used my insane upper arm strength (not) and tried to hoist myself up. I managed, but was poked by an annoying skinny branch in the process.

That happened repeatedly as I slowly and carefully made my way up the tree. Grip, hoist, poke, success.

I was halfway up, when my foot slipped on one of the branches, and I tried to grab onto something nearby, but my arms couldn't reach. I was falling, and I couldn't do anything about it.

"Emmett!!" I screeched. "Hellllpp!!"

Suddenly, I landed on something cold and hard. My back and head hurt like hell. I shut my eyes.

"Owwww," I moaned. "Hey, Emmett, you okay?" I stopped short. My voice, it sounded different. Deeper.

"Yeah, I think I'm fine…" he stopped too. I finally opened my eyes, and saw my reflection. "Oh my God," he said.

And at the exact same time, we both cried, "Holy shit! You look like me!!"

Author's Note: Heyo! No one expected that!! Muahahaha!

Sorry if this wasn't totally what you expected for the sequel, but I'm all for surprises. So review, make me happy, and imma peace out now.

Emily.