Edward's P.O.V
I'm sorry I just really wanted to do Edward, please tell me if it's rubbish! Short and sweet!

As Bella boarded the plane I felt as though my heart had been taken too. Alice knew something and I wanted to know what it was but she was guarding her thoughts carefully, no Edward this is for Bella to tell you! She snapped again when she felt my presence in her head. What did Bella have to hide?

"Well then," Carlisle said to Charlie, "I think we ought to get a move on, I left my bleeper at home; I'll probably have half a dozen angry messages by now." Smiling they shook hands and we parted. Carlisle, Esme and Rosalie slid into the Mercedes, leaving me with secretive Alice, hungry Jasper and a very horny Emmett (Rosalie was upset because apparently he spends more time watching TV than with her,) this was going to be a long ride.
All the way home I kept seeing very explicit images of Rosalie, up to the point I couldn't take it any more.

"Is that even legal?" I shouted, Jasper laughed but Emmett just growled.

"Stop looking then! And of course it is, it's not the 1920s anymore!" Alice giggled and let a picture of her and Bella beaming and dancing around flashed through her mind, why was she doing this? I wasn't normally this curious but then again when had Alice been this secretive?

Pulling up at home she bounced out of the car, while my brothers trudged out grumpily; it must have been hard for Jasper he had to go to that airport in this state. I smiled encouragingly at him, he nodded back curtly but I knew he appreciated the support.

"Come on Jasper we're off," he frowned confused. "Bella's gone, it's the holidays, so what are you waiting for?" He beamed up at me in relief and after telling our parents (something I always felt I had to do despite be told otherwise) we ran off to our favourite hunting grounds, which was currently having a spot of bother with an overpopulation of wolverines.

When we arrived Jasper got straight on the trail of a particularly large and angry male, I on the other hand wasn't particularly hungry and decided strangely enough to practice tracking. I was never satisfied with my abilities so I picked on a young doe and her fawn; I was going to pounce but they suddenly reminded me of Bella, so sweet and innocent. I turned away and followed a new fox trail, this one led to an old female, she was well built and very irritated but in one fast movement I snapped her neck and bit, drinking deeply; the blood was slightly sweet but thin. I caught Jasper's scent and tracked him down with ease.

I found him with a large wild cat in his clutches, he smelt me and spun round snarling, I raised my hands in surrender and recognition dawned on him, sorry he whispered in his thoughts.

"Ready?" I smiled, he nodded and we ran back, although we didn't talk I knew Jasper could feel my mixed up emotions because they began to fade away so I could actually enjoy the time with him but as we parted they grew up again. When we got home I ran upstairs to take a shower, I felt dirty, the hot water felt good as it ran over my ice-like body. I thought about Bella, she had been acting differently for about a month and a half now, maybe that's something to do with what Alice knows?

Thinking about Bella was a bad move, my mind swept to all those times with her, pleasure overflowed and something rather embarrassing happened. I dried off and pulled on the baggiest jeans I owned which it helped a little.

I came downstairs and found that I all alone so I flipped the TV on; MTV had been last watched. Punk'd was on and I rolled my eyes at the feeble attempt to spook celebrities, I switched to Box : Hottest winter beats. Natasha Beddingfield was singing, I liked her voice though someone people thought it was to airy, it was her new song. I listened carefully:

What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, but what if it don't.
What happens in my head stays in my head, but sometimes it won't.
What if you knew what I was thinking?
Would it make you like whoa?
I don't wanna risk putting my foot in this so I keep my mouth closed.
All you hear is humm humm, gonna button my lip so the truth don't slip,
Humm humm gotta beep out what I really wanna shout!
Whoops, did I say it out loud? Did you find out?
I wanna have your babies like serious, like crazy!
I wanna have your babies, I see them springing up like daisies!

This was stupid, I tried to change it but Carlisle had heard.

"Broody, are we now?" he laughed, as I scowled. Of course I was at some level maybe not in my conscious mind, but there was a part that wished and hoped desperately for a child that Bella could have, but I know that's impossible.

"No, I just like Natasha Beddingfield," he shook his head and sighed.

"You know, what you and Bella have is one of a kind," I nodded, "meaning vampires don't normally let humans like Bella live long enough to get this involved and if they do, sex isn't usually easy to survive."

"So a vampire and a human have never…" I was quite confused even after hearing his thoughts.

"Not never, but it's never been this... If anything had happened you would say right?" Bella would tell me if something like that happened and so far nothing, not even a hint.

"Of course but it doesn't work; don't forget I've got two medical degrees as well I know that. It's basically impossible for me to get Bella pregnant," I spat out the last word, it made me feel awful. Any baby of Bella's would be so beautiful but her mind was set on me and there was no way to convince her otherwise.
"Well if you're sure, I trust your judgment," he said coolly but I knew he was still nervous for me. "I have to go, I'll see you tomorrow," we hugged goodbye, something that I found odd when I first met Carlisle but it was natural now; he was family.

I walked over to the piano when he gone and sat down on down at it. I loved my piano, I had had it for 80 years, the keys were ivory and ever-so-delicate. I ran a perfect scale before throwing myself into the part of me I called the bottle. The cords rung loudly in my ears, drowning out the voices of my siblings; the song portrayed my anger and sadness about the fact I was selfish enough to damn Bella to this immortal hell as well. My hands moved fast, then gradually slowed to next to nothing, I ended the song with the high notes of Bella's laughter. Just because reality wasn't the fairytale doesn't mean happily ever after doesn't exist, right?

Lyrics : Natasha Beddingfield - Wanna have your babies.