Hello, all you lovely people who actually read this... Here's the next chapter. I tried to make it a little longer, but that doesn't always work out.

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As soon as I started at the police station, I knew I'd chosen the right career. I got into the flow of the office immediately - even the filling out of mountains of paperwork, so complained about by other officers, didn't seem so bad to me.

I was determined to make sure Renee enjoyed her first weekend back home. Luckily the weather was on my side, and all the reports predicted a gorgeously sunny weekend.

I turned up at Renee's in my 2CV bright and early on Saturday morning, hoping to surprise her.

No such luck. The noise of my engine must have given me away. Almost as soon as I got out, the front door opened, and Renee came flying out towards me, arms outstretched.

I laughed as she leapt into my arms, but was swiftly forced to stop as my mouth became...otherwise engaged.

I disentangled myself with a smile.

"I come bearing coffee," I said, revealing a paper cup from Starbucks. Renee seized it, and kissed me again in thanks.

After drinking nearly half the cup in a single mouthful, she grew suspicious.

"Why are you over here so early?"

*Because we are spending the day together, and I have somewhere to take you."

A mystified look passed over Renee's face, but she went round to the passenger seat and strapped herself in.

"Well if we've got somewhere to go, then what are you waiting for? Come on, I'm excited now."

I smiled and got into the car. I was taking her for a picnic in the woods, in a spot I'd found a few weeks ago with Harry and Billy. A huge clearing filled with wild flowers, and an ancient tree dominating one end. I knew it was the perfect place for us.

We could only travel so far by road, and I eventually had to stop at the beginning of a trail into the woods.

I helped Renee out of the car, and she began to hop excitedly up the trail.

"We're not going that way," I said, grinning.

She turned round and raised her eyebrows.

"So then, where are we going?"

"This way."

I turned, and motioned for her to follow me into the trees. After a moment's hesitation, she too clambered into the undergrowth.

If we'd been walking solidly, it would have taken at least half an hour to reach the clearing. As it was we were somewhat...delayed. Well how is a guy supposed to react when he trips and falls backwards into his gorgeous girlfriend?

I'd persuaded Harry to take a picnic basket and blanket up to the field, so when we (eventually) reached the clearing, Renee gasped at the oh-so-cliché sight of the checked blanket strewn with flowers and food my mother had insisted taking time out of looking after Dad to help make.

The sun there was dazzling - it didn't feel like Forks...it was completely otherworldly. Yet even the sun paled in comparison to the beauty and delight on Renee's face.

"Charlie," she gasped, unable to take it all in, "this place is....magical."

"I know. And so are you."

She smiled at that, and dragged me down onto the blanket, before taking a cupcake off the top of a pile and beginning to feed it to me.

"You, Charlie, are the magical one."

At this, I couldn't help but smile. I loved her so much, it didn't seem real that she could feel the same.

The rest of the day we spent in the meadow, gradually working our way through the food (and squashing much of it at one point when Renee leaped on me and we fell backwards into the sandwiches).

I hated that the day had to come to an end, but as the first fingers of twilight crept into the sky, I knew we had to return. I didn't want Renee to be tired for tomorrow.

It was a perfect day. As I dropped her home, and she turned and smiled at the door, I realised that I wanted nothing more than to grow old with her, to spend the rest of my life with this beautiful girl.

Sunday morning Renee spent with her parents, no doubt enthusign about everything from her dorm room to her professors. I'd told her not to eat too much for lunch, as I was driving her up to Port Angeles for an early dinner before she had to go back to college.

We headed for a small restaurant close to the marina. The sky was turning pink as the sun began to set, and clouds drifted across the sky at a lazy that matched our own. Neither of us wanted to rush the evening - but then, neither of us knew how much the evening was going to change both our lives.

I still remember exactly what we ate that evening. I had a steak, complete with boiled potatoes. I added salt. Renee had a Club salad. She poured her dressing on with a smile and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, before picking up her fork and tucking in.

I could spend hours recalling her every movement in minute detail. I think some days are like that, they become so ingrained in your mind that no experience, no heartbreak can pull them away.

Almost exactly halfway through our meal in the midst of me telling Renee about the speeder we'd caught the previous week, she took my hand unexpectedly.

"Charlie, there's...there's something I need to tell you," she said, so quietly I almost forgot to stop speaking.

"Charlie, I...I'm pregnant."

I couldn't speak. And yet I knew the moment I'd been waiting for had arrived.

"Marry me."

The words almost took me by surprise. As for Renee...

"Charlie," she breathed, shaking her head, "please, please don't feel you have to do this."

I shook my head and pulled a small black box from my pocket.

"Marry me," I repeated. "Renee, I have never, never, loved anyone the way I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. And.." a lump grew in my throat, "I don't want to lose you."

I think words failed us both. Renee stood up and walked around the table, before sitting on my lap and kissing me passionately.

"Yes," she smiled and gazed at me, the smile stretching ever further across her face.

A thought suddenly occurred to me, and I voiced it straight away.

"When?"

"I think, that day, when it was sunny...We went in for drinks, but never made it back outside."

I remembered the day immediately, and smiled as the memory came back to me.

The day had been a rarity in Forks - sun, and sun so warm we were forced to head inside for drinks to cool us down.

Renee's parents had gone away - I forget where or why - and we had the house to ourselves.

As I recall it, I managed to drink maybe a quarter of my glass before the curve of her back, and the sun shining through her hair tempted me too much.

We'd left a trail of clothes up the stairs. I supposed it had been to spur of the moment for us to think about the consequences.

I was brought back to the present by Renee's laugh.

"How am I going to tell my parents about...all of this?"

"Run away with me."

I still don't know what made me ask her. I swept along by the romance. She was shocked too - but perfectly willing to go along.

"Tonight?" she asked, something close to a challenge in her voice, and eyes.

"Yes," I replied simply.

And so we left the meal, paid the bill and climbed into my car, heading South.

That night, it seemed like the beginning of a beautiful forever, together.

aww...and they live happily ever after...right? Oh wait, no.

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