This is my first fanfic so please review, I'm still debating about if i wanna continue it if i get a few reviews from people asking for me to continue this story than i shall but if not i probably wont.

"…Ugh" I groaned as I rolled over to look at my clock, 10:00. 10:00? Wait was what right? I never sleep that late. Oh well I guess I was tired Alice has been making run around a lot doing things for the wedding, I don't get it I left her charge partially so I wouldn't have to do anything, but apparently things needed my approval. I guess she took my threat of burning all her clothes if she goes over board seriously. According to her though there were a million other things that I was unaware of and it would remain that way until the big day. If she does anything to extreme her yellow porche will be joining her clothes.

I then realized that I was entirely warm under these covers, much to my dismay, I sat up to look around only to realize I was entirely alone. I looked back to the spot were Edward had been laying as I fell asleep to find a note, written in his perfect cailigraphy handwriting.

Bella,

Sorry love, Emmett had heard about some grizzlies in the area and demand that I come along, I shall return before you have enough time to miss me.

All my love,

Edward.

When will he realize that all I need is one second away from him to miss him?

I sighed at this thought when I noticed a burn in the back of my throat with the intake of breath, how annoying I hated waking up with a dry throat. As I got out of bed to get some water I apparently stood up much too quickly as the entire room around me started to spin, and me being as clumsy as I am fell back onto my bed.

This better not happen anymore after I'm changed I thought to myself, I could envision myself as being the worlds clumsiest vampire, tripping over everything in the forest as I ran on my first hunt.

Please…I don't need any special mind reading, future telling powers just let me be able to walk I thought as I got about a little slower this time.

It took a great deal of energy for me to get out of my bed and even greater deal to make it to the bathroom, I guess I was really tired.

As I flipped the switch on the wall and the bathroom came to life I was suddenly grateful that forks was always so cloudy despite my hatred of the rain, the bright lights of the bathroom blinded and caused my head to ache.

"Ow" I mumbled as I covered my eyes and held my head, the bathroom lights never bothered me before. Perhaps Charlie had recently replaced them with some new state of the art bulbs that shined like the sun for no cost at all. I could ask him about it but if this was true that pretty much meant I'd have to spend at least two hours with drabbling on and on about light bulbs and how great these bulbs were compared to others.

Once my vision returned and my head stopped aching I took a very large, much needed gulp of water. The burn at the back of my throat dyed down alittle, but each time the water hit it the burn intensified. I was also beginning to notice that burn was accompanied by a irritating itch.

I sighed, breathing in through my nose before exhaling out my out, only to notice a nasally sound emitting from my nose as I breathed in.

Great I thought I have post nasal drip, I must have slept on my back for awhile. Oh well, I'm sure It'll be gone by this afternoon. I blew my nose as hard as I could and gargled with Listerine to make sure it would be gone by then.

As I step into the shower, I noticed my tiredness was creeping up on me again, I guess I really have been doing too much lately, I could barely lift my hands above my head to shampoo my hair. By the time I was done I was exhausted I felt like I had just run a marathon and I was freezing. And not that good kind, the I've been in Edward's arms way too long but I don't care kind the I feel like I'm skinny dipping in Alaska kind of freezing.

"Hmm" I said to that last though.

Skinny dipping in Alaska might not be so bad….as long as Edwards with me Alaska was were I was to be changed after all. I giggled a bit as I grabbed my robe to warm myself up. It wasn't nearly as cozy as Edward's hard granite body but it would do.

By the time I was dressed and had dried my hair, I was spent I felt like it should be the end of the day with all the energy I had used, but it was only 11:00. 11:00? Since when did it take me an hour to get ready?

I sighed again I only to feel a much more intensified burn.

"…Maybe I just need something to eat" I thought aloud as I went downstairs. Charlie was long gone so I didn't have to make some big breakfast, which I was very grateful for because I barely had to energy to make my cereal.

Eating didn't help much nor was it a pleasant experience. Each swallow intensified my burn and itch to its worse yet and I could barely breathe through the meal as no air could seem to get through my nose. Not to mention that my spoon felt like a 20lb shovel filled with snow. What in the world could be wrong with me? Could wedding planning really had this bad of an affect on me?

And then it hit me like a million jolts of electricity all at once as I watched a commercial for Tylenol on the small TV in the kitchen Charlie had insisted that we needed for the last superbowl. I was sick.

"Dammit" I said aloud, I hated being sick and why now of all times when I was suppose to be getting marr-

"Oh shit" I said a little louder as I suddenly remembered the person I was marrying and how they would react to the idea of me being sick. I could envision it already me being wrapped up tighter than the world's finest burrito in blankets with a cool rag on my head and thermometer in my mouth. I also realized that would probably be stuck like that for at least a week while under constant supervision from someone, I could already hear Emmett's laughing.

I shuddered at the thought of this, but I also knew that if he realized I maybe sick than he would be worrying a million times more than he already did. I've never met anyone worry as much as he did about me, I didn't even know it was possible for someone to worry that much, then again Edward always was doing the impossible. He always insisted on coming with me whenever I went somewhere as if there was an assassin out to kill me and if I so much as coughed even a little he had a look on his face as if I had just been stabbed.

I hate to admit that even his worrying did get one my nerves sometimes, it did make me happy it just meant he cared about me. I know for a fact I would be the same way if not worse if Edward could cough or an assassin was any real threat to him. It just showed how much he loved me, and I know with all my heart that I love everything about him, even his worrying, I just wish he could relax a little sometimes.

I took another burning sigh as I pondered over whether or not I should let him know about my possible illness. I mean there was no definite way to know that I was sick maybe it was just a 24 hour thing.

I slowly made my way upstairs to the bathroom, I searched the medicine cabinets only to find an ancient baby thermometer that was for me when I young. It figures Charlie wouldn't be up to date on his medical equipment, he was rarely sick and whenever he so much as had the sniffles he would go around saying how great he felt, typical male. Maybe there was something to his 'I'm always as fit as a horse' way of thinking I don't recall a time I've ever seen him sick.

Either way this thermometer would have do, I just hoped it worked. I pressed the only button on it as the dormant batteries suddenly came to life as I placed it under my tongue. 3 minutes later I heard a beep, 98.8. Hmm not that bad though I'm sure that if he were capable of it and he was here right now Edward would be having a heart attack. This cold obviously wasn't that bad, my worst symptoms was really just feeling weak, which I could just play off as being tired.

As I thought about my possible quarantine for one week as a burrito and the first mental breakdown of a vampire in history, I decided it would be better to just keep this to myself I would just take it easy and rest for the most part. If Edward said anything I could just say I've been tired from wedding planning, which in turn would make Edward get me out of it and give me more time to spend with him, I liked the way this was playing out more and more. So it was settle I would keep my little bug a secret for the sake of my lover's sanity, I only hoped Alice hadn't had any visions of my illness. My breath caught in my throat intensifying the burn as I heard a familiar Volvo's tires come into my driveway.