"Hey, Bella?" A six-year-old Edward sniffled quietly. He was dressed all in black and his normal smiling face was pulled down in a frown.

"Yes, Edward?" Came the equally subdued reply from his best friend. She too was dressed in all black, though her dress was much prettier than his little suit.

"Why do people die?" He asked, while big fat tears rolled down his face steadily.

For once, Bella didn't respond right away. She had asked her daddy the same question only days before, when Edward's momma told them that his Nana had passed away.

"Well, I think…" she paused when he looked at her with so much hope in his sad green eyes. "I think it's because they've done all they need to do here and they're needed some place else. They have stuff to do there that they wouldn't be able to do here."

"Where?" he whispered.

At this Bella shrugged. She wasn't sure.

"Heaven, maybe? Or maybe…maybe when someone dies they come back as someone else? To do bigger and better things?" Bella didn't like her answer and liked it even less when Edward began crying in earnest.

"I want my Nana back. She had plenty left to do with me," he cried.

"I know," Bella sniffled, two big tears making their way down her cheeks. "I know, Edward. I'm so sorry."

The two small children rested against each other while they cried. One for his lost family member and the other for her best friend's grief. It was a long while before either of them spoke once more.

"Hey, Bella?" Edward whispered before resting his head on her shoulder.

"Hmm?" She responded while grabbing his hand.

"You always make me feel better. Thank you," he murmured.

"You're welcome, Edward." Her smile could have lit up the world.