We had a snow day today, (I know, all you people who don't have a snow day are saying "no fair". Don't worry, it's our second one in a row, and we'll probably have a snow day tomorrow, too) so I decided to get another chapter done since I love you guys so much, even though I only have one review. Hopefully, after this chapter, I'll get more. The last chapter was somewhat short, but this one will be longer. For some reason, I am craving writing some fluff right now, so I'll have to make sure you guys get some soon enough. Rating changed to T just in case.

Disclaimer: I tried to buy Twilight from Stephenie, and I offered her a quarter, and she still said no! Just kidding )

Chapter 2-Traveling

When I woke up, I was in a tent. I had no idea where I was. Where was the scratchy hay, or the smell of horses that usually surrounded me when I woke up? Then I remembered what had happened yesterday. I looked around for Edward, but he wasn't there, so I slowly crawled out through the tent flap, remembering my feet. I saw Edward asleep by the fire, a half eaten fish held in a leaf. He had obviously fallen asleep while eating, probably exhausted from the long walk. I felt a sudden surge of guilt for weighing him down, then for letting him come in the first place.

I looked around at our surroundings. We were in some forest, and I could hear the sound a river rushing by, probably half a mile away from our camp. I looked around for a minute, and jumped when I saw Edward's beautiful white stallion. When he was walking, he must have gone by the stable and grabbed Andres and his tack. Edward must have led Andres on foot so he wouldn't wake me!

Edward was slumped against a log, and so, waiting for him to wake up, I crawled next to him and rested my head on his shoulder, careful not to wake him up. I woke up with a start when someone shook my arm. I hadn't been out long enough to be groggy or disoriented. I opened my eyes and startling green filled my vision. I jumped back and let out a shriek. I felt really stupid, though, when I saw that it was just Edward's eyes.

"Good morning." Edward was grinning from ear to ear. "What's so good about it?" I was grinning, too, though, so Edward knew I was joking. He laughed and handed me some fish-I wasn't experienced at all on telling the difference between fish-wrapped in a leaf, probably so I could hold it.

"Thanks." I muttered, but I was ravenous. Only Edward's presence kept me from tearing into it within two seconds of getting it: I didn't want him to think I was a pig. I ate slowly, savoring the delicious taste of the fish.

When I was done, I looked up at Edward, and saw him packing up the camp. "Do you want some help?" I asked, concerned.

"No, I wouldn't want you to hurt your feet." Edward was still smiling. I had completely forgotten my feet. "Did you go fishing earlier?" It was obvious that he had, but I asked anyway.

"Hmm, I wonder what tipped you off." Edward laughed. We fell into silence, but it wasn't one of those awkward silences that no one can stand, it was a comfortable one, filled with happiness and content.

Edward was the happiest I had ever seen him. Either he was just trying to make me feel better, or he truly was happy that he was traveling with me. Edward started singing quietly, and even though I could barely hear it, it was beautiful. Edward's voice was beautiful, period.

"Okay, we're all ready. Let me get some rest, and then we'll be on our way. Andres will be able to carry us both. Next city we pass, we'll get some shoes for you. We can keep them until your feet get better. Too bad we don't have an automobile."

Edward came and sat by me again, and I just soaked in the silence. Edward jumped up after a few minutes, then picked my up like a tiny, helpless baby and carried me over to Andres. His saddle was big enough for Edward and I to fit in comfortably. The stallion snorted impatiently and clawed into the ground.

Edward sat me in the front of the saddle, then climbed up behind me. He applied the slightest pressure to Andres, and we were off. We went at a steady canter, me leaning into Edward so that I didn't fall off: I had no experience in riding at all, except those few times that Edward was able to get Andres in time to help me escape my father.

While we rode, Edward sang. He knew that I loved his singing, so, to keep me calm-because I was on the brink of freaking out again-he kept up a constant string of songs. He voice was soothing, and when he finally stopped singing, I was calm and content. We rode until the moon was high in the sky, and we had reached a dark city.

We rode into the city, looking for any motels that had room. It turned out that most were not excepting any more people for the night. Those that weren't closed were full. After about an hour of searching, we were about to give up.

I woke up to my name being called softly by a beautiful voice. I blinked, then slowly opened my eyes. When I looked up, I saw Edward staring at me. Then I knew something was wrong. Where was the steady rhythm of Andres cantering below me? Then I realized that Edward was holding me like a baby again, and we were standing next to Andres on an empty cobblestone street.

"Is she awake?" A women's voice said this. I started, then looked around. There was a women, probably only a few year's older than me-I was extremely close to womanhood-stood a few feet from Edward, staring at me in concern.

I looked at Edward questioningly. "I'll explain later. All I'll say now is she has an extra room she's willing to share." He whispered in my ear. I nodded, and then nodded encouragingly at the woman, who was staring at us in confusion.

"We are not supposed to be out on the streets at this time, so we can have our introductions once we get back to my house." She took off, leading Andres, and Edward followed close behind her, still carrying me.

We turned right, left, right, right again, left, then finally stopped in front of a small, but cozy looking house. The woman gestured for us to wait, and she led Andres around the house, and to somewhere in the back.

Once she got back and we went inside, I said, "Wow, people could easily get lost on those streets. The woman nodded once, then gestured to the small round table, and we all sat down. Edward helped me into a seat. He then pulled a chair close to me and he sat down.

I was so short that my feet didn't even touch the floor, and the chairs weren't much taller than I was used to. The woman lit a lamp, then sat down in her own chair. For the first time I noticed that she was tall with bright blue eyes and blonde hair. She was extremely slender, like me, but she was a lot more…curvy.

"My name is Sophie." Her voice was a little louder than it was outside, but it was still quiet and soft. "She's almost as quiet as you." Edward whispered in my ear. I smacked him on the arm. Sophie looked confused for a second, then seemed to shrug it off.

"I am Edward, and this is my best friend Victoria." I smiled when he said my name, but that was it. Sophie smiled in return, and a variety of emotions played across her face: joy, confusion, regret, and then finally anger.

"Are you okay?" I asked, truly concerned. She nodded. "I am so sorry, I thought you guys were a couple at first. I only have one extra room. You can use mine if you want."

Edward shook his head quickly. "No, as long as it's okay with Victoria, we can share a room, it's no problem." I nodded my head quickly. I didn't mind sharing a room with my "brother". It's not like anything would happen. We just didn't like each other that way.

"Are you sure? It's most improper, and I don't mind sleeping out here." It was my turn to shake my head.

"He's like my brother, nothing will happen, and we'll be fine. We don't want to kick you out of your bed." Sophie looked torn. She finally said "If you're absolutely sure…"

"We are." Edward interrupted. "Well," Sophie said, "If that's it, then it's time to get to bed. Here, I'll show you where your room is." Edward picked carefully picked me up, and Sophie led up down a short hall that only had three doors.

"This is the bathroom, this is my room, and this is where you'll be sleeping." A though suddenly struck me. "Does anyone else live here?" Sophie suddenly looked sad, and I instantly regretted asking.

"No, my husband died in the war, but I hate my parents, and there is no way I am moving back in with them, and my husband left me enough money that I don't have to." Sophie said quickly. "Edward, do you think I could borrow Victoria for just a second?" Edward nodded. "Is there a reason you always carry her?"

Edward pointed to my feet and said "Through a certain chain of events, her feet were torn up, and she cannot walk at all, much less stand." Sophie looked embarrassed. "Could you carry her to my room then?" Edward nodded, and Sophie ran ahead and opened the door into her room and lit a lamp.

"Just set her on the bed." She said and ran around the bed to light the other lamp. Edward obliged, and said, "I'll be right outside the door. Just get me when you're done."

Once the door was shut, Sophie immediately started digging through a dresser, until she found a nightgown. "This might be a little long, but it will work." She helped me change, and indeed, it was way too long, but it worked. "When you get up in the morning I'll get you another dress, and I'll wash yours."

I didn't want to agree, but I knew Sophie would insist, so I just smiled and said "Thank you so much. You are so kind." Sophie just smiled and went to the door. "Edward, she's ready." Edward walked in and silently picked me up and carried me to our bedroom. "Goodnight, Sophie." I said quietly.

We went into the dark room, then Edward sat me on the bed. I scooted over so I was next to the wall. Edward kicked off his shoes, then climbed into the bed next to me. The blankets were thin, so I laid next to Edward, my head on his chest. It was comforting, like with my dad before my mom died.

Edward started singing softly to help me sleep, and I fell asleep to the soft sound of his beautiful voice singing a quiet lullaby.

This took forever to write. It was more of a filler chapter, but it was fun to write all the same. I really want some more reviews though. To make it clear, again, all feelings between Edward and Victoria are brotherly/sisterly. Just wanted to make that clear. Now just press that little lavender button down there, and say something nice, and it magically makes the next chapter come faster.