A/N: uhh.. I really have no excuse for it's taken so long to post this.

It had been a week since the move and Jacob had heard nothing from his father; a small part of him had hoped to hear from him but his head and his heart both knew it wouldn't happen. Billy Black was a stubborn man and just like he'd refused to speak to Rebecca and Rachel after they decided to leave the rez, Jacob knew he would probably receive the same treatment as unfair as it was. He was glad that Bella and Sam would be home in two days because he really needed his best friend right about now.

While all of this was going on Sam and Bella were enjoying the last days of their honeymoon completely oblivious to the disaster zone they'd be walking back into.

"Do you think everything is ok back home?" Bella asked one night as they stood on the balcony watching the sunset

"I don't know but I hope so." Sam replied

Bella nodded and sunk back into Sam, letting his warmth comfort her.

"I'm really glad we were able to come here." She said

"Me too; I just hope this isn't the only trip we ever get to take." He sighed

"It won't be but we'll have little ones to drag along."

"How soon do you envision us having these little ones?" He asked

"I don't really have a time frame in my mind; it'll happen when it's meant to. But I think we've been together long enough and now that we're married there's really no reason to try and prevent it."

"I thought I'd be nervous or scared when it came to having kids, but I'm actually kind of excited." Sam said pressing a kiss to her shoulder

"I think the nervousness will come when it becomes reality and not just thoughts and conversations but in the meantime I say we enjoy life as it is." She said as she turned in his arms and stared up at him

As Sam stared down at her he swore he'd never forget this moment; the way the wind caressed her hair and the way it shined with the sun. The way she smiled up at him, her eyes bright and her skin glowing and sun kissed; the smell of the ocean still clinging to her skin, salty mixing with her unique sweetness. He vowed to himself that someday he would bring her back here, even if they were old and gray, wrinkles gathering at the corner of their eyes, laugh lines etched in their skin; her body made softer by the children she bared and his abs slowly fading as he was no longer phasing… They would stand in this spot again and he would look upon her with even more love then.