Chapter One

Return Of The Prophecy

Another afternoon of Edward giving in. I couldn't be happier with the shoes I was now in. It was like going from a pair of Chucks to Jimmy Choos. Only this was something I could really feel.

I rolled over onto Edward's chest. His face no longer looked guilty about our sleeping together. You could tell he enjoyed it more than before. But even then I felt like I was being a tease. Once I was one of him I would want one thing and one thing only. Blood. No passionate afternoons in bed or anything of the sort. I sighed.

Edward's cold arm wrapped around my waist. I didn't flinch away like I used to. I was content in it now. Especially in this tropical weather.

"What are you sighing about, love?" he asked and put my face in his hand.

"Oh just a bit bummed we'll be having to go home soon," I lied. "No more heaven."

He laughed his magical laugh," Don't worry. We can come always come back. Well if Esme let's us." We both looked up at the broken bed then down to the floor where a hunk of wood lay.

"You still think I would have heard that," I said while nodding my head.

Edward just laughed and kissed my forehead. I lifted my head for a kiss and it was given.

"Lunch for the human," and he got up to put his khaki shorts on. He turned to me and asked," What would you like?"

I thought about and I didn't want to eat too heavy. It was two o'clock and I was already planning on what I would want for dinner. I hope Edward could make fried chicken. But then again he could do everything right?

"I would like a turkey sub Mr. Cullen. Extra tomatoes."

"Of course Mrs. Cullen," and, with a kiss, he was gone.

I laid in bed for a minute with a smile on my face. Total bliss is what my life consists of now.

And it will only get better.

After I dressed I went to the kitchen to eat. Once at the table Edward gave me my sandwich with extra tomatoes. Chips too.

"Since you've kept us captive in the house all day, I thought we'd have an adventure for the remainder of the afternoon."

"I suppose we could," I said. My mouth was full of tomato.

"Swallow please," Edward said and I obeyed. It was rather gross.

"So what did you want to do?" I asked while biting into my sandwich.. I was hoping he wouldn't want to do anything too active. It was humid outside and I got tired of having frizzy hair.

"I thought we'd go swim. There's a waterfall down the trail. You'd like it," and he smiled his brilliant smile.

"Okay I'm game," then the phone rang. Edward took the phone out of his pocket and pushed a button. "Hey Carlisle," and then Edward's face went black. He stared at me for a long moment then disappeared.

It was an hour's time before he returned. I was watching a movie in the living room. Well pretending to watch a movie. His facial expression was the only thing that occupied my thoughts for that treacherous hour.

And when I looked at his face, he was easily ten times worse. If he could cry there'd be hot streams flowing down his face. He didn't seem to be breathing and his hands looked limp. He looked into my eyes for a long period and the next thing I knew he was crushing me in a hug, kissing me everywhere but my lips.

"Edward, what's going on?" I was gasping for air in his tight embrace.

He then let me go, put his hands on my face and kissed me in earnest. When he pulled away he spoke with his eyes closed.

"We have to go home. The Volturi will be looking for you," and as my blood pressure rose, everything went black.