The night flashed past them as they layed together, the sound of the rain tapping on the windows and the wind wrapping around the glass house made their time together a little less peaceful, yet the pair still stayed there, completely content with one another. Vampires didn't sleep, but they often drifted into a sleep-like daydream, in which they fall almost unconscious. This had been the case recently for Esme, she hadn't felt like getting up in the mornings, she simply didn't feel like it. Not when she had a perfectly good book in front of her, and nothing do to around the house. Carlisle on the other hand, had been rushed off his feet at work. It was always the same around this time of year, people would constantly be sick and in need of his care, which he thrived to give.

Both sets of eyes peeped open ever so slightly as the sunlight shone through the crack in the curtains, causing a beautiful glow to spread across their faces. Their porcelain skin sparkled in the sunlight and the reflections filled the rooms walls. A pair of honey eyes squinted, and another pair burst open with delight. Esme had instantly realised that the weather was nice, and she could finally get some gardening done again. A small groan supressed Carlisle's lips as he glanced into the sun, taking it as an indication to the new day; a day of work.

"Morning, Handsome," Esme beamed, rolling over in his arms and pressing her soft, yet cold lips against his.

"Morning, my love" he replied, a small smile creeping onto his face.

There was nothing more said between the pair as they moved from their current positions and prepared to start the day. Esme moved over to her vanity mirror and ran a brush gently through her glossy locks, whilst Carlisle headed for the shower, gathering his clothes as he went. Vampires are completely sterile, but Carlisle always felt the need to wash in the mornings, it seemed to wash his worries away with warm water, and make him feel somewhat human again.

Esme pulled on a lavender dress and let her curls fall over her shoulders, once she was satisfied with her appearence she headed for the bathroom. She pulled the handle slowly until the door clicked open and she was greeted by a gust of steam. An instant blush spread across her porcelain cheeks as she caught a glimpse of her stunning husband. He had was facing away from her and she decided not to bother him, even though he knew she was there. He scrubbed gently at his skin as he listened to her delicate movements. She was so elegant with everything she did, it was mesmerizing to watch. His hazel eyes glanced in her direction as he took in everything she was doing, her face was glowing and her eyes were doing the same; something was obviously making her happy. Just as he was about to lean out and press a kiss to her perfect head, she upped and left the room, reandering him a little speechless.

Before he she knew it, he'd finished up in the bathroom and was standing behind her, fully clothed and clean. She was just playing hard to get, but it was failing. He was just too quick for her.

"Well, that was fast. Usually you take much longer in there-" she began.

"Sh, and kiss me." was all he could manage to say before she'd whipped around and leaned in close to him, their lips almost touching and before he even had the chance to latch his lips to hers, she was gone. Esme stood on the other side of the room, smiling flirtatiously at him in his frustrated state. He was so adorable when he was flustered.

"Going once, going twice.." he mumbled as he headed for the door, breifcase and doctors jacket in hand.

Esme didn't think twice about it, she leapt across the room and flung her arms around his muscular neck, causing him to drop the belongings he was holding and let them flutter to the floor, his arms then snaking around her waist. Their lips connected in a sweet, satisfying kiss that caused them both to smile uncontrollably.

"You may go to work now," she beamed, running her thumb gently over his bottom lip before slipping out of his protective arms.

"Thank you, my love. I'll be home before you know it." he replied, smiling half heartedly.

Carlisle then slipped from the room silently, turning back to blow her a kiss, and mouth the words 'I love you', before he vanished into thin air. The only thing that told her that he was gone, was the sound of his tires on the driveway. The moment the sound vanished, she began to sob. Esme was never given a true gift when she became a vampire, only a strong bond with the people she loved, but she did have one good quality; hiding her emotions from the world.

Esme had been bottling her feelings up for so long, and was still choked up by her husbands words from the previous night. She didn't feel like he'd listened to her, or taken her feelings on board, which killed her. Carlisle was going to head off to work, and assume everything was fine, which was what she wanted. If she couldn't have a baby, then she would have to get used to it, some how and she didn't want to drag him down with her as she spiralled into depression over her broken dream. It wasn't his fault, after all.

Esme cleaned herself up once again, removing the streaked mascara from under her eyes and before she knew it, she looked normal again. But for how long this time?.

Gardening was a passion of Esme's, she loved the silence and the satisfaction it gave her when she was able to look out over her beautiful garden. It was such a relaxing task for her, so she decided it would be a good distraction, too. She stepped carefully down the stairs and walked towards the large glass doors that looked out onto their large yard. A sigh escaping her lips as she opened them and breathed in the muggy air.

Maybe, just maybe today would be a little better for her.