I slowly opened my eyes. My vision still blurry. My pillow all wet.

"Stupid dreams..."

I slowly sat up, yawning and scratching my eyes. I gave out a big sigh as I looked around. Today was unusually sunny. The sunlight shone too much on my bare window. It was beginning to hurt my eyes. All I could say is, I needed a new curtain, and my room was awfully messy.

I was back in Charlie's house. He has been begging me to come back since Sue left for a vacation. "Guess he needed a cook," I chuckled. I obliged since I missed Charlie sorely, and Reneesme kind of tore down the cottage when she played hide-and-seek with Jacob inside. I smiled as I remember her running towards me crying she've "broken" the house. I can't blame the kid. Besides, having the door torn off and the banister broken were better than getting my Reneesme hurt. I can blame Jacob though. He left muddy footprints all over our vintage carpet. Alice was so pissed. Edward could've shouted too at Jacob, not because of the mud and dirt but because of Jacob's spending too much quality time with Reneesme due to the unauthorized imprinting on my baby. I was quite surprised when he didn't. I guess Alice making fun of Jacob before Reneesme was enough to make my Edward smile.

My Edward. Not my stupid dream's "Edward".

I sighed as I quickly rose on my feet. I wobbled for a while, "Ugh. Headrush." Then I thought, I was already a vampire, why would I get headrush?

"Hey, wait a minute, a vampire couldn't sleep," I said to myself. Still wondering how I could've ended sleeping, dreaming, waking up and having a headrush like I was human. I thought hard.

"Oh right." I remembered Carlisle inventing a new type of medicine that could help stressed vampires like me calm down. It was like sleeping pills for vamps.

I headed for the mirror. If it wasn't for my enhanced beauty because of Edward's venom, my oversized university shirt and my old scrunched up shorts could've easily passed as clothes ready to be thrown out by the fashion police.

I took my toothbrush and lazily brushed my teeth. I was still used to being a normal girl, having to go through routine activities.

I stared at the window while combing my hair. Today was usually a great day for humans. Hiking, picnic and outdoor stuff. I wondered how we could spend a day like this without exposing ourselves too much. We wouldn't want the Volturi -- oh great. The Volturi. Why must they ruin everything?

I placed my comb down. As I looked around my room, I was sure that I have to do something to get my mind off that dream.

I knelt at the floor. In front of me was a pile of clothes I left before my wedding.

"I guess it never hurts to be tidy."

I took the uppermost shirt and started folding. I was humming to myself the lullaby Edward sang to me. Soon, my small mound of clothes became neat stacks of folded clothes. For a while I didn't think of my dream. I thought of what would be the possibilities when Reneesme got older. What would happen to her and Jacob.

"Would they have puppies?" I laughed at the thought of that. But I knew my baby's father wouldn't be too pleased about it. "Well, he'd have to deal with it sooner or later."

After finishing the last batch of clothing, I noticed something white and shiny at the floor. I reached for it and read it carefully. It was a flyer with a picture of a two cute girls, one in an angel suit and the other in a witch suit. They were both holding jack-o-lanterns, and the words "Have a Spooktacular Halloween!" was printed big time overhead.

I hurried to my calendar. "At last, I have a thing or two to bond our family's freakiness together." I chided to myself.

The calendar says October 30. I bet Alice is already preparing for a party.

"Party, schmarty. I just want to go Trick-or-Treat!"

I pondered if we ever needed a suit. I mean Jacob could just phase into his werewolf state, and everybody would compliment him about how his fur and fangs look realistic.

"But what about us vampires? We never did have fangs. Oh, I'll think about it on the way."

I changed into a thin pink sweater and navyblue jeans. I sprinted downstairs as I felt that Charlie's stomach would be grumbling already. He must've waited for me to cook his favorite breakfast. When I got to the kitchen, my perfect husband was already there, cooking with the aprons on.

Even with the "Kiss the cook" apron, he still looked yummy in it. Again, I am glad that Edward couldn't read my mind and expose my thoughts.

Dad was beside Edward looking over his cooking. I was quite happy about this. Charlie was never that close with Edward. But I'm glad this cooking thing has gotten them much more closer. I silently crept closer and I heard Dad taking a bite of Edward's omelette.

"Mmm. Edward, that is one good omelette! I never knew you were such a good cook!"

Edward chuckled.

"You know," dad continued, "I think you're better in this than Bella. That girl could probably cook anything, but not this good!" Charlie undoubtingly praised Edward while cutting another chunk with his fork.

"Ahem!" I sounded, with my arms folded.

"Oh, good morning dear." Charlie said, taken by surprise, while he neared me and kissed me on the forehead. "Bella, I'll give your husband this, he can cook here as long as he wants."

I rolled my eyes, smiling at what he said. This has gotten better than expected.

Edward however didn't look surprised by my presence. "Good morning, love." he turned off the stove as he stooped down to kiss me.

"Bella, I gotta run off to the station now. Some kids goofing all over town, not taking their studies seriously. So much for minor offenses, huh?"

"Yeah, dad. Luckily for you, Edward and I finished our high school." I smirked.

"Well, you're a responsible adult and I trust you. And you..," pointing to Edward, "you take care of Bella and Reneesme. By the way, Edward," he was about to shut the door, "you're welcome here every breakfast, lunch and dinner." He put on a big grin and then closed the door.

Edward was happy about that. Anything that could loosen the strain between his relationship with his father-in-law would be great.

He slowly turned to me and placed his hands around my waist as I placed mine around his neck. "So, we've got the house to ourselves." He smiled naughtily.

"Well, Mr. Cullen, you still got the apron on, so..." I rose on the tip of my toes and kissed him, like what his apron tells, "Kiss the cook."

The kiss lasted longer than it should be, and after a few steamy liplocks Edward was getting impatient.

I broke off the kiss trying to compose myself. Edward was perfect in almost all aspects, especially his ability to frenchkiss. "I'm sorry, Edward, but this is Charlie's home, if we did it here we might cause some pretty big damages. Remember Esme's headboard?" I giggled. He was silent for the moment, and then let out a sigh of disappointment. "I guess so," he said in defeat.

"So, you wanna leave this place so we could start again to where we left off?" Edward said in his crooked smile.

"Edward! I think you're spending too much time with Emmett. His horniness is rubbing off on you."

"He is my brother after all... Please?" he whimpered.

"Oh, okay..."

I reached for his lips again. Who could even turn down his cute pleading eyes?