Okay... tried my best, but it's late, I 'm tired, and sick. Plus, I should be asleep since I had a race tomorrow. I'm wiped, but I hope you guys like this... Read and Review please! This chapter sucks though, and I'll try and make it up to you on the next one. That should be in a couple days, maybe tomorrow.

Dilclaimer: I don't own Twilight, it's characters, the plot of Twilight, quotes from Twilight... etc.

By the way, I'm going to try something next chapter, and see how you like it.


Edward's Point of View

I was acutely aware of Bella sitting on the love-seat when I walked into the living room. She glanced up as I entered, and smiled slightly. I returned her with a slightly crooked one of my own before I looked around the room. Alice was grinning, Jasper looking away, and Rosalie glaring. Emmett wasn't thee at the moment.

"Anyway…" Alice said, apparently continuing a conversation she'd just been having. "I was just telling everyone that Bella drove up to 175 miles per hour! It was amazing!" Bella scowled at her sister.

"I take it that's not a usual occurrence?" I asked.

Emmett let out a booming laugh in his pleasant bass. "You got that right. I've never seen her go over ninety. And that was in a speed limit of seventy five!"

"Do you have such little faith in your strength and skill?" She blushed furiously, and I tried not to smirk.

"No. But what is something happened? A human could get hurt. Or see us." I stared. It made no sense to me. She was obviously a great driver from what I could tell of our drive earlier.

"Well, how do you feel about speeding in the animated world?" With a mischievous grin, she leapt up.

"No qualms about that!" She grabbed a controller in front of the television and turned on the x-box.

"I guess you get first round with Bella," Emmet grumbled.

"No fair!" I Emmett complained after being beaten by me. I grinned and leaned toward Jasper to give him a high five. I laughed at the look on Emmett's face. The poor guy had been beaten by Bella and me, losing only to Jasper. Unfortunately, I was just as upset that I'd been beaten by Bella, who was currently undefeated. Everyone was as shocked as I was. I was informed that Bella had never played this game before.

Rosalie strode into the room, walked up to Emmett, and gave his a passionate kiss. Moving to sit in his lap, she pursed her lips and Emmett grinned too now.

"I'm better now."

"I thought so." I searched for Bella, and I felt a wave of disappointment when I realized that she'd disappeared. Alice and Jasper were now sitting silently on the long, pale leather couch, Alice's head on Jasper's shoulder. Suddenly feeling very awkward, I slipped outside.

Bella was on a fallen log on the edge of the forest that crept up to the edge of the expansive yard. Moving to sit next to her, I kept several feet between us.

"Hey." She nodded to me in response, keeping her head low and her hair between us. I again was shocked by her beauty and scent. I'd never seen anyone to match her.

"You okay?"

"Yeah," she answered, and I swallowed, wishing she would talk in more than just one-worded responses to me. My wish was granted. "I'm just… tired."

"Tired?"

"Yeah."

"Well, then you'll be tired for the rest of your life, since I doubt you'll be getting any rest for a long time."

She laughed, almost sadly.

"What's your family like?" Bella asked.

"Well, there's my father, Peter. He was twenty eight when he was changed and is happily married to Elizabeth, who is twenty six." I winced; my mother's name had been Elizabeth also. "You've seen everyone else. There's Alex, who is a lot like Rosalie, actually, only she's got black hair. She's John's mate. He was eighteen when changed. He's like Jasper. Then there's Mark, who was nineteen, and is Josephine's mate. They are both…" I struggled for words. "different characters." With a sigh, I continued. "Then there's me and Grace." She stiffened a little, and I wish I had separated Grace's and my name. I tried to find a way to discreetly put away any such thoughts she might have had. "Grace is an old vampire, and she's unique in her mindset. I'd know," I winked, "I've heard her thoughts for ninety years. And you know me, the mind-reading loner." Hopefully loner was the right word to quell any ideas of Grace and me being together.

"Oh." Was that relief on her expression? "How did you meet Carlisle?"

"It was 1918, actually. I was dying of Influenza." Bella looked horrified.

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

"Don't be… Carlisle was my doctor. He was my mother's doctor too. She died of the Influenza perhaps hours before my transformation. I had no relatives. My mother ordered him to do everything in his power to save him." I shook my head. "She had no idea what she was talking about."

"Do you regret being changed?" I considered this.

"No, but I wasn't leaving anything behind. Plus, I would have missed the company of a great many friends and family members." And I wouldn't have met Bella. I stared into her topaz eyes, and imperceptibly moved my face closer. Not even Bella could see my movement.

"Bella!" Alice called out, and I jumped back. "Get inside now!"

"Damn," Bella cursed, and I looked at her. "I'm in trouble."

"Anything in particular?"

"This is a new shirt," she explained, turning around so that I could see that the bottom of the back of her babydoll shirt was dirty from the log.

Bella walked me to my car, Matthew at her side. He'd reappeared after having hunted, and looked extremely displeased to see Bella and me together, to say the least. She looked less happy than she had earlier. She'd continued to ask about aspects of my life I could hardly remember, and seemed interested in everything I said.

When I got into my Volvo, she smiled at me good-bye. I rolled down my window as she turned to leave.

"Bella?" She turned back.

"Tomorrow it's my turn."

"To what?"

"To ask the questions." She blushed as her smile broadened, and I slammed on the accelerator. Glancing back once in my rear-view mirror, I saw that she was standing there, looking back at me. A shadow grabbed her hand and pulled her quickly back into their house, and I growled loudly.