Author's Note: Thank you guys for all the reviews of Chapter Three. Here is Chapter Four as I promised. It came out to around four and half pages on Microsoft Word, the last one was only two and half pages, so this is a bit longer than the others. Chapter Four deals a lot with Edward and Bella's thoughts on him being human, and there are a few more changes. Enjoy!

"I'm sorry about before." Said Edward.

I turned on my side to face him. His skin was glittering. Was there any point in believing in Carlisle's theory?

We were in our meadow. Edward had calmed down some more, and I had suggested we just be alone for a few hours.

I pulled myself closer to him. I touched my fingertips to his lips. Still warm. I hadn't mentioned it, but I was sure he knew.

"It's okay." I said. "But are you willing to keep an open mind now?" I asked.

He was silent for a few seconds, tracing the contours of my face. His fingertips were warm.

"Maybe." He said. "After all, I'm warm again."

"I know." I replied. It was strange, but it didn't change much for me. As far as I could tell, he was still Edward Cullen. So I still loved him.

I pressed myself closer into him. He sighed contently.

"I can still smell you though." He said into my ear.

"Gradual changes?" I brought up Carlisle's idea.

Edward rolled over onto his back. "But why?" he didn't sound frustrated anymore, just confused.

I sat up and crossed my legs.

"Will you be mad if I say that it's my fault?" I asked him. He turned his head towards me.

"Yes."

"Okay, then I won't say it. Even though it's true." I replied. He sat up. The movement was so quick that I missed it.

"How can you blame this on yourself?" he was annoyed.

"It's not exactly blaming. I mean, if you are turning human, it's most likely because of me, right?" I tried to reason.

He didn't reply. I took his hands in mine.

"Edward, am I right?" I asked again.

"Possibly." He finally said. I rolled my eyes.

"Why are you so stubborn?" I asked him. He smiled at me and cocked his head to one side.

"Because you're stubborn too." He answered.

A question came to my mind and I debated whether or not ask him.

"What? What is it?" he'd noticed.

"No, you'll be mad at me." I said to him.

"So?" Even without his topaz eyes he was still just as dazzling. His eyes still smoldered, in fact maybe the green ones had an even bigger affect…if that were possible.

I sighed, giving in way too quickly. "If you are turning human, would you be happy?" I really wanted him to answer, but then again I was a little afraid that I may not like his answer.

He was quiet. He just looked at me. "Bella come here." He said after a while. I pulled myself onto his lap.

He toyed with a strand of my hair before speaking. "Bella, all I've ever wanted was to see you happy. And you've made it clear on several occasions that for some reason; I'm what makes you happy. If there was ever a chance that I could keep you happy and not take everything else you love away from you, I would never be upset about it."

"But what about your family?" I asked him.

"Our family will be happy for us." He said. He put his warm hand under my chin and lifted my face up so he could press his lips to mine.

I put my arms around his neck pushing myself into him, not bothering to be careful. Edward didn't mind, his arms left my face and eagerly traveled up and down my back.

I hadn't noticed the moment when Edward was on his back and I was on top of him. But all of sudden that's where we were. My lips never left his.

He lightly pushed me off him. He was grinning, and I was thrilled to see that it touched his eyes.

"Speaking of family…" he began. "Shall we go see my father in law?" he asked.

I laughed. "If we go and see Charlie this early he'll think we ended the honeymoon because we're getting a divorce."

"Oh come on, don't you miss him?" he asked me.

"I saw him two days ago." I said. Why was he so determined to go see Charlie?

"We have time to kill." He said. I pursed my lips. Now it made sense.

"You're trying to avoid going back home." I pointed out. He didn't deny it.

"I don't think I'm quite ready to go back just yet. And besides, I don't want to be there when Rosalie is." He admitted.

That caught me by surprise. "Rosalie?"

"Bella, you saw her. Just the thought that something like this might be happening to me and not her has really upset her. She's devastated by the thought that she might have to watch us playing with our grandchildren, and we won't get to do the same with her."

I had been right. "What about Esme?" I remembered the questions I had wondered about in the car on the way into Forks.

"Esme is torn. But not upset." He answered.

"Thank you." I said to him. He took my hand.

"For what?" he asked.

"For keeping an open mind." I replied.

"You're welcome. Although I'm a little afraid that I may have too much hope for my own good." He said. He looked at me for a long time. I couldn't break his gaze.

"What?" I finally asked.

"Well, I've told you how I feel. Why don't you tell me how you feel?" he said. The sun hitting his face was still making his skin sparkle.

"I'm not sure that I've decided how I feel yet." I answered truthfully. "All I know is that growing older is not as scary a thought as it was before, if you'll be doing it too."

He laughed. "Is that all you care about?" he was teasing me.

"Maybe." I said.

"Well I guess that confirms it." He said to me.

"Confirms what?"

"That you really just wanted to be a vampire so you could be with me. Not for the sake of being a vampire." He said.

I took my hand out of his and placed it on his warm cheek. "Of course."

He smiled my favorite crooked smile.

"Now, let's go see Charlie!" he said. He stood up. Again, the movement was too quick for me to catch. He held out his hand to help me up.

My eyes widened when I looked up at him again. It had disappeared so quickly that I wasn't sure about mentioning it.

Too late.

"What?" He'd caught my expression.

"It's nothing." I lied.

"Bella. You'll have to tell Carlisle later anyway. I'll know. You might as well tell me now." He said.

"Fine. It's just, for a second, you looked flushed. You had color." Had I really seen the color in his features, for one quick second?

"Well, I guess you'll want to see Carlisle after we go see Charlie." He swung me onto his back, preparing to run.

I wondered if he would be able to run like a vampire.

Of course he was, we were out within minutes. He placed me gently on my feet.

"You were wondering if I'd still be able to do that, weren't you?" He asked taking my hand. We got into his Volvo.

"How'd you know?" I asked him.

"Because I know you." He replied. Not only did he still run fast, but he still drove fast. We were at Charlie's about ten times faster than we would've been if I had been driving.

He opened my door for me and led me towards the little house. When we got to the door he put his arm around my waist.

"Edward, we don't want to push Charlie." I said as his hand drifted lower.

"Well we want to be convincing, that we're not getting a divorce." But he readjusted his arm to be around my waist. He rang the bell.

"Bella!" Charlie exclaimed when he saw me.

He pulled me into a hug, which was only a little bit surprising since Charlie wasn't really a touchy feely kind of guy. He let me go and actually smiled at Edward.

"Hey Edward. You guys are home early?" he said. He stepped aside so we could go inside.

"Well, we'd planned to stay for two weeks, but Carlisle needed me home for something. I thought since we had a few hours to kill until we have to go back, we'd come and see you." Edward sounded perfectly natural. As if he was telling the truth.

Which he was. Sort of.