I wanted to incorporate some things from the movie in this story, but nothing crucial, and so you'll notice little things throughout this chapter that I thought would change things up a bit, if the ending of the last chapter wasn't enough. =D I hope that all of you reading have seen the movie and the extended and deleted scenes. If you haven't, don't worry about it, but if you have, you'll know what I'm talking about. =D Enjoy!

Chapter 6 – A Little Piece of Perfection

Charlie staggered back a few steps, dropping the gun with a clatter on the hard ground. His lips were trembling, and that one tear was now joined by many. He stopped, heaving as he took in deep breaths. He finally gave out, falling to his knees and burying his hands and sobbing. I crawled towards him, hesitantly. He was mumbling words that were incoherent through the sobs. I reached my hand out and lightly touched his hand. The warmth was a shock to me, like the time that Edwards hand came in contact with mine in Biology class. He flinched away, like he felt it too.

He looked up and into my burgundy eyes. "I'm sorry." I said, my chiming voice making his face tighten. The other two officers were running towards us. I looked back at Charlie, who was looking away at the officers. I ran away, into the shadows. "I love you, dad." I said quietly, but loud enough for him to hear, only him. I ran through the forest, as far away as I could get without going too far. I stopped, and thought of Edward.

Edward, Edward, Edward. I thought. I could see him running in the forest, he was coming to get me. He was coming to save me. I could hear his almost silent footsteps running towards me. Edward was faster than any one of the Cullen's. It was barely a second when I was wrapped up in his arms. "I'm sorry, love." I set my head on his chest; he buried his face in my hair.

"The look on his face. I hurt him so badly." I whispered into his chest.

"He thinks that he was hallucinating. He thinks that it was all a dream. He knows your dead; he just doesn't believe that you could be alive. He doesn't want to believe a false hope." He whispered back, I was lost in the folds of his velvet voice.

"Edward."

"Hmmm?" He snuggled closer to me, his face still buried in my hair.

"I'm sorry." I had ruined everything, and absolutely everything. I was a failure at being a vampire, just like I was a failure at being a human. What could I do right?

"You've nothing to be sorry for." He said in a voice that announced the end of that conversation. I nodded. "Now, I've got to get back to the house before they notice my absence. I'll meet you at the shack." He kissed me passionately, his tongue running against my bottom lip. His sweet breath washing against my mouth, then he was gone.

I ran back to the shack, making myself at home on the mattress. It wasn't long until I got bored, Edward still hadn't come back. I got up and started to look; I was a little occupied with other things the last time I was here. There were books strewn across the antiquated and extremely weathered desk. The leather surface was started it peel and the color was washed away. I peeked in the drawers, looking for something interesting, but to no avail. There were just layers of dust covering the bottom, some had books, but I didn't want to disturb them, they might fall apart. I grabbed one of the books, the newest looking one with a smooth leather surface. There was an indentation at the top, a design. It was a small oval with a hand, a lion and a trefoil. It looked familiar, but I couldn't pin-point it. I carried the book over to the mattress and sat down, untying the small leather cord that held it closed. It was a journal, written in Edward's elegant script. The first few entries were about moving back to Forks, and then about all of the kids in school, and their thoughts about him. Then it got interesting.

I almost let go today. I almost ruined everything. I almost let the monster in me win. The way she smelled. It was like I was high. I wasn't in control of myself. All I could think about was ways to kill her. Ways to kill every human in the room, and then her, just her. Her blood, the way it raises to her cheeks so quickly and easily at any sign of embarrassment, it taunts me. Why was she here? She needs to leave, before I kill her, before I let the monster win. No, I can't. I can't. Maybe it's time that I visit Irina and Tanya in Denali. It's been too long. I need to get away from her; I need to let her live, live the life she is supposed to. I just can't do it anymore, I'm not Carlisle. It makes me feel even worse knowing that he'd forgive me for doing what I was pondering. He would forgive me, for killing innocent humans just for one girl? I can imagine his face, it hurts me already, and I haven't done anything. I just…don't know what to do, for once.

I read it twice, not believing my eyes. I pictured that first day, and seeing how true it was, how perfectly the pieces fit together. I kept reading, and then realized how much Edward hated himself, how alone he was, and how much he loved me, even though he never showed it. He was determined to keep me alive; he was determined to keep the monster inside of him tame and under control. I realized at that moment that I loved Edward with all of me, and he the same.

I set it back on the desk and then laid back down on the mattress. I stared at the ceiling, thinking about Edward and I, remembering all of the sensations and love that was shared between us on this very spot. A shiver of pleasure ran down my spine.

"Oh, Edward." I sighed. "I never even guessed. Why was I so ignorant of your feelings? They were obvious all along." I talked to myself. "Was I really that unobservant?"

"You were actually very observant." Edward murmured from by the door. I sat up in a movement that wasn't there.

"I'm sorry. I was curious." I said, biting my lip and looking down. He walked over to me, picking up my chin so that I was looking into his eyes. He knelt down to me, now eye level. He grasped my head in his hands, leaning his forehead on my own.

"It's not fair." He whispered.

"What's not fair?" I replied.

"That you can get into my mind, and yet I still can't get into yours." He shook his head the littlest bit.

"I'm sorry that I'm weird."

He laughed. "Yea. You're the weird one."

We both laughed together. "I love you." I whispered against his lips.

"As do I." He touched my lips with his for just a second, then pulled away.

"Is there something wrong?" I asked, he seemed to be thinking about something very deeply.

"Bella," He took a deep breath. "What do you think of me?"

I laughed. "Edward, I think you're perfect. Your smart and talented, not to mention heartbreakingly handsome, and you know just the right thing to say, but…I think that you don't think enough of yourself. You don't realize how very special you are, you just think of yourself as a monster, and you don't even acknowledge all of your perfect qualities. And…I think, that…I was always meant to be with you. Even if the way all of this happened was…to be blunt, shitty." He smiled.

"I love you, Isabella Swan." He said in a tone that didn't even make me care that he used my whole name.

"I love you too, Edward Cullen." Trying to imitate his tone, but not succeeding.

He stood up, outstretching his hand. I took it and stood up, looking into his golden eyes, that molten color that almost made your heart want to melt with pleasure.

We ran back to the house, where he left me in the living room with a beaming Alice. That was never good, she always knew everything, and had many a trick up her tiny sleeves. I glared. "What?" She just shook head and hummed a cheerful tune, rubbing her fingers against the cushion fabric.

Edward. I saw him in his room, holding a small black box in his palms, staring at it. He opened it gently, revealing a small ring nestled into the black satin that sparkled in the dim light. The face was a long oval, set with slanting rows of glittering round stones. The band was gold – delicate and narrow. The gold made a fragile looking web around the diamonds. It was absolutely gorgeous.

A pillow hit me in the face. "Bella? Are you alive over there?" Alice was asking, looking at me weird.

I snapped out of it at once, smiling. "Technically, no, I was just thinking."

"Oh. You looked surprised about something." She said, still looking at me with a face that told me she knew something was up with me.

"I was just thinking about Charlie." I lied, making my expression fall. "The way he looked at me…I just…" Whatever Alice was thinking about me was gone. She believed the one lie that I was able to pass. I had never been able to lie, not that I wanted to, but it was nice sometimes.

"I'm sorry. It just, it seemed like you were gone there for a second."

"Sorry." Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. Edward, I love you, Edward.

He stuffed the little box into his bag and threw some clothes over it. He called for Alice, who bolted up the stairs and by his side, she was still beaming.

"I need you to pack a bag for Bella. Anything will do." He zipped up his bag and walked quietly to Carlisle and Esme's room. He knocked quietly and then walked in. I'm guessing that he was trying to be as quiet as possible to keep me from knowing everything, which I did anyway.

"Carlisle, Esme, could I ask you something?"

"Of course, Edward." Esme said.

"Quietly." He whispered. "I want to marry Bella." Esme smiled delightfully. She was always sad that Edward was the only one who was alone.

"Are you certain?" Carlisle asked, smiling just as Esme was.

"I am. I love her, more than I ever thought that I could love someone. And I believe that she believes the same about me." He smiled, a heartfelt smile that showed how much he enjoyed the idea.
Carlisle stood up from sitting in front of their desk, which was covered with blueprints. He walked over and rested his hand on Edwards shoulder, smiling.

"I'm so happy for you, son. I see how much she has changed you, in the little time that she has been with us." Edward nodded. Esme took him up in a loving embrace.

"Edward, it's been too long. I've watched you suffer in your loneliness, and nothing could make me happier than to see you and Bella together." She pulled back. "I know the perfect place as well. You can use Isle Esme, it's the perfect spot. I know that she needs to get away from all of this, and you need it too." She put a hand over her smiling mouth. "I'm just so happy for you."

"Thank you, Esme, Carlisle. I just wanted to let you know about it. I'm sure that Alice will have everything ready.

"Good luck, my son." Carlisle said. Edward walked out of the room and then back into his room grabbing his bag and the giant suitcase that Alice had packed for me.

"I'll call you about everything. it will be absolutely perfect, Edward." She squealed.

"I'm sure it will. Thank you Alice." He said as he walked out of the room.

I looked around the room, twiddling with my fingers, acting as if I knew nothing. Hopefully I could lie my way out of everything. I felt weird, almost giddy, that Edward was going to propose. I guess my feelings on marriage have changed with my transformation. Maybe it's because I wouldn't have to tell Renee or Charlie. It would just be between us Cullen's. I sighed.

"Are we ready?" Edward asked, just as if nothing was different.

"I'm always ready." I said. I hugged everyone goodbye, telling them that we'd be back from wherever we go. Esme and Alice were both beaming. I hugged Rose tight; she would keep Alice on a leash. Rose and I had a lot in common, actually. She was nice once you got to know her, and she taught me things that others couldn't, like fixing cars.

We made our way into the garage, where we placed our bags in his Volvo and rode down the long driveway. This was actually the first time I would see the world with my new eyes, and my new perspective on life. Edward squeezed my hand.

"Everything is going to be alright, love. I promise." He said, looking at me instead of the road, but not swerving the tiniest bit from his lane. He was taking my facial expression for nervousness on the trip, not over him proposing to me.

His phone vibrated in his pocket once. That's funny. No-one ever bothered to text Edward, but since I could hear everything they said, I guess it was smarter. Edward let go of my hand and pulled the phone out of his pocket. He was holding it away from me, so that I couldn't see what it read. Apparently it wasn't too important; because he flipped it closed and threw it in the back.

"I hope you don't mind flying." He said. Alice must have arranged all of the flight plans to go to Isle Esme, wherever that was.

"I'm used to it, after flying back from Forks to Phoenix my entire childhood." I said. "Why?"

"Because we are going to be flying wherever Alice has made plans for us. I figured you wanted to go somewhere…away from everything."

"Thanks." I felt bad now, that I had ruined the surprise. He was trying so hard to keep me in the dark, so that everything would be a big surprise. I hoped that I would mess everything up and ruin his plans. I'm sure that he'd still love me, no matter what, though.

"You're very quiet tonight. Is there something bothering you?" He asked, a bit alarmed at the fact that something might actually be bothering me.

"No. I was just thinking. All of this has happened so fast, and we don't really know anything about each other. Just that you saved my life, we're both vampires, and we both love each other, unconditionally."

"I think that some things about me might repulse you."

"I don't think anything that you could tell me about yourself could repulse me so much that I couldn't love you anymore."

He sighed. "What do you want to know?"

So the entire ride to the airport, he talked about himself. Then he asked me questions, and I answered them as best I could. Everything was perfect, and the emotions that we both were expelling into the atmosphere almost made me high. We were both pieces of a giant puzzle, which happened to fit together amazingly well. Everything was perfect….for now.