I do not own Twilight. Stephenie Meyer does!
Bella and Edward lay in their bed watching the sun rise over the trees
Bella and Edward lay in their bed watching the sun rise over the trees. The light slowly reached the window, sliding across the floor, and slowly up the side of the bed before it reached their cold skin. The room lit up with the reflective glow of their skin and Bella smiled.
She had grown very happy in her new life with Edward. The change hadn't changed much between them at all. She'd began to re-enter the human world only a year after being turned in Alaska. She still didn't remember much about those painful three days and Edward didn't like talking about it.
As the sun rose higher in the sky, Bella turned to her wonderful husband and kissed him gently on the mouth.
"Good morning" she said to him when she pulled away and looked into his bright golden eyes. Edward's eyes reflected the same color as her own. He smiled down at her beautiful face before drawing her closer into his chest and kissing her with more love than the world has ever known.
She didn't gasp for air when their kisses broke now, not like she once had. Her head still swam though, as if their kisses drew all of the air from the room, not that they needed it.
Bella looked at his gorgeous face and smiled. He still dazzled her.
The room stopped spinning and they simply lay in one another's arms. They were the only two people in the whole world, not including the rest of the Cullens, of course.
Bella and Edward hadn't seen their family in Forks, Washington since the battle against Tanya and her sister Irina. They could never go back there. Charlie and the rest of the town thought that they had died in a tragic fire in Italy while on their honeymoon. There was only one person left back there who knew the truth.
Jacob and the rest of the pack members were keeping a very close eye on the border between the Cullen's and the rez. Jake had been there for Charlie when the news that his young, beautiful, and just married only daughter was dead. In Jake's opinion, Bella truly was dead and was never coming back.
Jacob and his dad, Billy, had planned the whole funeral. It had been beautiful, with freesias everywhere and a great marble head stone with both Bella's and Edward's names on it. Jake hated that but Alice had insisted it would be more realistic. Everyone in the pack was at the service, except Leah Clearwater. The rest of the Cullens where also on hand. Alice comforted Charlie the best she could. Rene and Phil flew up from Jacksonville and almost every person in Forks that had known Bella was there. Angela was there, right next to Alice, with Ben and Jessica had shown up with Mike Newton.
Bella missed her family very much. She'd known that they would have to leave, but she'd hoped that she'd have more time to say goodbye. Alice had come to see them once since they'd been gone. She'd told them about the funeral and about Charlie and Rene. She never mentioned the one person she really wanted to hear about. It reminded Bella of a time when Alice had come to comfort Charlie. When she saw Bella cliff dive and thought she was dead. When she arrived however, she found Bella tired and sore but otherwise in perfect health. They'd talked then too, but not about one person. This time it was the other most important person to her that was left out of the conversation.
She did tell Bella about Sam and Emily's wedding, which took place a couple of months after Bella and Edward left, thanks to Alice. She'd planned the whole thing as a thank you to Sam for all he and the pack had done. She did have to plan it entirely through letters to Emily but it turned out beautiful. It took place at sunset on the cliff surrounded by a sea of candles and moonlight.
Alice talked about everything that had happened after they'd left, all the way up until the Cullens had moved on too. They left Forks three months after Bella and Edward did. Rose and Emmett were off in South America enjoying the heat. Alice and Jasper were back with Carlisle and Esme after they took a trip to Houston so that Jasper could show Alice "the South". Carlisle was working in a great hospital in a small town in northern Canada. Esme was nearly done renovating their new six bedroom mansion. It wasn't as secluded as Forks had been, but it was still lovely.
Bella was brought back to the present by Edward. He'd gotten out of bed and moved toward the door, still wearing only his pajama bottoms. They didn't need to sleep but they still enjoyed laying in bed together at night. They would talk until the sun came back up. It was better than anything Bella could have ever imagined. She was entirely happy, as long as she still had Edward.
A/n: I just wanted to say thank you to all of the people who asked for this. I am still working on my book Runaway but writing for you guys is always realy fun. I hope you enjoy the sequel and be sure to let me know what you guys think. I love reviews!!