A/N Hi guys! This chapter was meant to be shorter, but I had so much fun writing it. I hope you like it and please review!

EPOV

I pulled up at my house around sunrise. All I could think was, 'I have an alien sitting next to me'. On the drive home I decided that I must have finally lost it. A sane person would have called someone who was trained to handle this, or leave her there while I raced away screaming my head off and pretend it was all really just a bad dream.

But at the thought of doing any of those thing's made my heart pound and my palms sweat. I couldn't turn her over to someone or just leave her there all alone where she would be in danger. I wouldn't.

Something inside of me had changed since I saw her and I didn't know how I felt about that yet.

"So this is home," I told her brightly. She had been quiet ever since we had gotten in my truck.

"It's beautiful," She murmured, looking up at my house.

Before I could even glance at her, she was gone from the truck and flitted up to the house and was on the front porch.

I took a deep breath at the speed in which she moved and then took another one.

"I really wish she hadn't done that," I muttered as I got out of the truck and followed her up and my much slower pace. By the time I just about thought she was normal and not an alien from out of space, she did something like that.

As I joined her on the porch I thought back to when I had bought this house for me and my new wife, Tanya. She had complained about living in an apartment in the city and my work schedule, saying that she was unhappy.

So I, being eager to please my new bride, had bought a large house in Montana and gotten a job as the small towns Sheriff. Tanya had still been unhappy with our lives. She didn't like my job, she didn't like living in a small town in Montana and she hadn't liked the house that I had pictured us raising our family in. It had needed a lot of work, but I had expected that. So I had worked around the clock to get it up to her standard. I would come home from my new job, exhausted and then work untill the early hours of the morning.

The house had four bedrooms, each with it's own bathroom, a large living room and kitchen, a dining room, a library, a den, a downstairs bathroom, a utility closet and a basement. She had complained the house was too large.

I had put hardwood floors throughout the house, the walls a warm cream, Tanya had never liked colourful rooms. The couch in the living room was cream and overstuffed, the kind that you could crash into after a long day and easily fall to sleep. I had picked out the furniture since Tanya had said she hadn't cared. I had told myself to be understanding, she had moved to a new town and was getting used to her new life.

For the last few months of our relationship we did nothing but argue, we couldn't seem to have a nice conversation. We hadn't made love for months and I was seeing less and less of her, which she'd happily throw in my face. I had tried to tell her that I was trying to make everything perfect for her, but she had just snapped that I had changed. That we had changed.

We had met in a bar in Chicago when a guy wouldn't take no for an answer and Id told him to back off. She'd bought me a drink as a thank you and then asked me out on a date. Things had flowed smoothly from there and marriage had eventually seemed the next stop. She had been sweet and funny. Then everything had changed.

I had come home one night to find a letter telling me that she had left me. She wrote how she was unhappy and our marriage wasn't what she wanted. She also said that I could keep the house, that she didn't want it.

I had gone to that work, worrying about how we were going to fix our problems, but determined that we would, I had come home to an empty house and a letter saying that she didn't want a life with me. That she wasn't willing to fight for it.

Bella's intake of breath when she saw the inside of the house brought me out of my sour memories.

"It's wonderful," She whispered as she looked around and then turned back to me. "It needs colour."

I smiled at her words. It did need colour.

"Well, maybe you could help me with that while you here," I suggested and smiled when her eyes widened and she smiled and nodded her head.

I took her on a tour around the house before taking her up to her room.

"Thank you, Edward," She said when I gave her one of my shirts to sleep in.

"It's okay," I shrugged off and went to leave the room but her tiny hand on my arm stopped me.

"No, I mean thank you. Not many people would have been as nice as you and I don't think I was very graceful about it." She said sheepishly, a wonderful blush warming her cheeks.

I placed my hand over hers and smiled at her, thinking how soft her hand was. "In your defense I did point my gun and you call you an alien. We're even. Now I have work this afternoon so I'm going to grab a few hours sleep. Is there anything you need?"

"I'm fine," She smiled softly.

"Well, I'm just down the hall, so if you do just come and get me." I told her walking to the door.

"Sweet dreams, Edward." She murmured and I wasn't sure she'd even meant for me to hear it, but I turned back to her and smiled.

"Sweet dreams, Bella."

BPOV

I awoke in a room that was not my own and that's when I remembered everything. I remembered how I had run from home, breaking into the scientists buildings and taking a ship that my father had taught me to drive, how I had travelled to Earth and decided that running away from my problem would get me nowhere and decided to make a quick pit stop. I had always loved my trips to Earth with my family and so I had planned to spend a few hours there before getting back into my ship and going home to beg my parents forgiveness for running away. Id had a lot of time to think during my journey here and knew that I wasn't living up to my responsibilities. I had planned to change that when the ship and started to have problems once I entered Earths atmosphere. I was glad that my father had trained us all for any situation, thanks to it I had been able to land the ship as carefully as I could. It still crashed to the ground and gave me more bruises than I though possible, but it could have been a lot worse.

Then there he was... and pointing a gun at me. He was tall with wide shoulders and a hard body that a man got from hard work and discipline. He had this strange shade of hair, a bronze colour that I had never seen before due to the fact that most of the people from my home were fair-haired. It was my bloodline that gave me and all of my family dark hair.

His eyes were just as different, my people mainly had light eyes, apart from my family who were all dark-eyed, but his were an emerald shade of green. They were beautiful.

He was also kind and sweet. Instead of leaving me out there or calling the authorities, he had taken me home and offered me a refuge until my family arrived. They would be able to find me, they always would be able to find me, so I wasn't worried about leaving the spot, even if Edward had taken the ship with us.

When I heard sounds coming from downstairs, I guessed he was up already, even though he had looked exhausted earlier and I found myself frowning at the thought of him being up already.

I got out of the large and comfortable bed, changed my clothing and went in search of him.

He was in his kitchen, cutting up fruit and placing them into a bowl.

"Why are you up?" I asked, and the felt guilty when he jumped. I guess I moved a lot differently than he did.

"Jesus Bella," He choked. "You scared me. We'll have to get you a bell." He then laughed when I scowled at him. "Come and sit down," He said pointed to the table.

I quickly sat down and he placed a bowl of fruits in front on me.

"Breakfast. I didn't know what you would like..." He trailed off.

"No, this is perfect," I rushed to assure him. "On my home we live off of the land so this is perfect."

He nodded in satisfaction and poured himself a cup of dark liquid before joining me at the table. The liquid smelled horrible and he gulped it down like he very life depended on it.

"I have to head off to work soon, so I'll be gone until later tonight. Will you be okay by yourself?" He asked with a worried frown.

"I'll be fine." I said uncertainly.

"You don't sound so sure. What's wrong?" He demanded with a worried frown that made my heart do a funny melting thing.

"What do I do all day?" I shrugged my shoulders.

He frowned as he thought it over and looked adorable. "Well, you can't go into town, at least not yet. You could always watch some television." He suggested brightly.

"Television." I repeated in confusion.

He grinned. "Oh yeah, every Earthling watches television. Come on." He said getting out of his seat and left with room, I followed after him at his pace. My speed seemed to make him uncomfortable.

He walked over to this big, flat screen and pressed a button.

"What the hell is that!?" I demanded in horror as people came onto the screen. It shocked me so much that I actually took a couple of steps back, at my speed.

Edward frowned at me. "You've never seen a TV before?" He demanded incredulously.

"TV? What's a TV? You said it was a television!" I snapped, never taking my eyes away from the poor people stuck in the thing.

He laughed. "Tv is a word for television, like a nickname." He explained patiently and he walked over and pulled me, unwillingly, closer to the thing. He placed a remote in my hand. "How is that you can just take a trip to Earth and you don't know what a television is?"

I scowled. "My people may have technology that makes your look like it belongs in the dark ages, but we live very simply. The only people who has access to all this are our scientists. I don't think they have these, though." I frowned.

"Oh, well, this is a television. You see there are the people called actors and they film things and it get's put on here so couch potatoes like myself can watch them to my heart's content."

I looked from the television to him. "I think I will pass."

He grinned. "Okay. I'm going to pick you up a few things, you'll need a toothbrush and a hair brush and all those other women things," He muttered to himself as he pulled out a piece of paper and pen and began writing it down. "You will need new clothes."

"What's wrong with my clothes?" I demanded, offended.

He gave me a droll look. "Bella, look at them. This is a small town and everyone will know your new. The point is to try to make you blend in as much as possible, in these you will stick out like a purple elephant."

I frowned but didn't comment. Purple elephant?

"If anyone asks, you say your a friend from Chicago who had come to stay with me for a while because your husband left you. We'll need to take these off, too." He said as he tried to pull the stones from my skin.

I slapped his hand away. "Ouch!"

"Are they glued on or something?" He muttered and I saw him mouth something as he wrote them down.

"No, they're not." I answered rubbing my sore skin.

"Well, take them off, it will make you stand out." He answered absently.

"Yes, if you'll get me a blade from the kitchen drawer and I'll dig them out." I replied casually.

That made him look up. "What?" He demanded.

"I was born with them. Unless you want to cut them out, they're not going anywhere."

He sighed. "Okay, I'll think of something. I'm going to get going. I wrote down my cell number on a piece of paper and put it by the phone. Do you know what a phone is?" He asked after a slight pause.

I rolled my eyes. "Yes, I know what a communicator is."

He nodded, ignoring my tone and walked to the door. "I won't be late."

As soon as he left I took the chance to have a look around his home. It didn't really fit him. The walls were bare and lacking in colour and besides from the television that he seemed to love so much the living room was bare of any books or photographs.

I went into the kitchen to eat the rest of the fruit he had prepared for me. After I was done I opened the big box that he seemed to store his food in. It was cold and had a light inside.

I found a bottle of dark liquid and thought that it must be the liquid he was drinking earlier. Curious, I twisted off the cap and took a drink.

Oh my, it was lovely and I wondered why it had smelled so awful when he had drunk it. Shrugged I pulled out the bottle and took it with me on my tour, sipping it as I went.

EPOV

I was never going into a womens clothing store again, I vowed on the long drive home. It had been awful, expecially with Jess in there. I had stupidly said Id go on a date with her not long after Tanya had left and regretted it as soon as the drinks came. At the end of the night I had kissed her on the cheek and said it was just a little too soon. A couple years on and it was still too soon. The woman was a viper! She had offered to try on everything, and had followed me around. When she asked about who it was for with a jealous flare in her eyes, I rushed to assure her they were just for a friend to keep her from making a scene. I had gotten out of there as quickly as possible and practically ran for my truck.

What had I found strange was that I was excited to go home, which was new. Ever since Tanya left the house had been like a symbol of my failure and I was never in it for too long. I had even considered selling a couple of time, but something had always stopped me.

Now I was racing home and I knew what. I wanted to see Bella.

I had thought about her all day and checked my phone every few minutes to see if she'd called. She hadn't and I was beginning to get worried.

I pulled up outside of the house, the only light coming from side was from the television and that made me smile.

"Bella?" I called out from the doorway as I made my way into the house.

"Edward!" She called, flitting toward me, with wide eyes.

I frowned as I watched her, it was like she couldn't keep still.

"What's up?" I asked cautiously.

"Nothing, come with me," She grabbed my arm and pulled me into the living, pushing me down on the couch as she ranted.

"You have to see this, it's called a 'marathon'" She said with air quote. "It's on a 'break' right now, but it's amazing! Her name's Buffy and she kills all of these evil monsters by kicking and punching and using this wooden stick thing. It's awesome!"

I looked around and saw why she was bouncing off of the walls, the bottles of Coke that Id had in the fridge were laying empty on the floor, as well as any food that contained sugar in it. She was on a sugar. I didn't know why I found that so amusing, but she was so damn cute as she continued to tell me about a show that had ended years ago that I couldn't help but smile.

"I bought you some clothes," I told her when she had finally stopped talking, but she just waved me off with her hand and she bit into a chocolate bar and didn't take her eyes off the television. It was nice to know that they were getting along, I thought with a chuckle.

I was exhausted, I hadn't got much sleep last night, but instead of going to bed, I wanted to stay here.

We were on the second episode when I felt my eyes drifting closed and I fell asleep.

BPOV

I was engrossed in watching Buffy kick the demons ass that I jolted my I felt something on my shoulder. I turned my head to see that Edward had fallen to sleep and his head was now resting on my shoulder. Good, I thought, he needs rest.

I pulled the blanket from behind me, trying not to jar him and draped the blanket across him and used the remote to turn the television down.

Sitting back I began to stroke his hair absently and he moaned and snuggled closer to me, draping his arm across my waist and I smiled. He was so cute sometimes.

A/N I don't know why but I find it cute when the man falls to sleep snuggled up to the woman than the other way around. Please let me know what you thought!