Disclaimer: Reminding you all again, Stephanie Meyer owns the whole of twilight, so all the characters in this story, including Edward sadly, are hers! *Sighs*

Thanks to every one who has reviewed, or who has put me on their favourite author or stories list, it means a lot to me!

Anyways, remember Edward and Bella are snowed in together... *winks*

BPOV

Someone up there was watching over me. I'm certain. I had never been very religious, sure my dad and I went to church on Easter and Christmas, but I had never really believed in something more. But in my kitchen, making hot chocolate with Edward, I was sure I was in heaven.

I tasted Edwards hot chocolate and felt tears swell up in my eyes. "What is it Bella?" he asked, worry written all over his face, "Does it taste bad? Are you feeling okay?" "This hot chocolate tastes exactly like my moms," I said tearfully and turned into Edward's arms and cried on his shoulder.

Once I had calmed down, we both took our hot chocolates up into my bedroom and sat on the bed, our backs resting against the bed head. I hadn't mentioned my mom to Edward before, and he had never asked.

"My mom died about six months ago from an aneurysm," I said, still fighting back tears. "It was so sudden and unexpected." I cried a little more and Edward held me close. He was very patient.

I started again, "I had counselling, so did my dad, as we just stayed in the house all day, mostly in our beds and only ventured out to eat. My grandmother made us go. We started to move on with our lives, but the room which we had moved all her possessions into was still there, and every thing around the house reminded us of her, and soon the room was filled with every piece of furniture in the house," I said, shaking. This was the first time since her death I had openly talked to some one about it besides the counsellor.

I took a deep breathe. "The counsellor suggested that we move away for a while. At first my dad didn't want to leave, as my mother was buried..." I had to stop for a few moments. The thought that my mother was buried somewhere under the ground still scared me so much I couldn't say it. I could tell Edward knew what I was going to say and so I continued.

"My grandma eventually talked my dad into moving, although she didn't quite expect Alaska," I said, smiling as I remembered grandma's face. Edward kissed me on the forehead. We sat there for a while, until I felt Edward stiffen and then turned to see his face.

"What's wrong?" I asked. Edward didn't look at me when he said, "You said you were here for a while, does that mean you will be leaving?" The thought had never occurred to me. Sure I did intend on being out of Alaska after I graduated, but would that mean leaving Edward. I knew the answer.

"Edward, it's not set in concrete, I don't know how long I am here for," I said trying to get him to look at me. He did. "Can we just forget about that for now?" I said, almost pleading. "Okay love," he said, holding me tighter.

It was getting dark outside and there were no signs of the blizzard stopping, the snow had covered half of the window now. "I guess I will be staying the night," said Edward reading my thoughts. "I guess you will," I confirmed, whilst smiling up at him.

He kissed me again, slowly, as if trying to savour the moment and make it last longer. I kissed him back longing for more. When his hands reached my top I let him take it off with no argument.

We both wanted the same thing, and snowed in in a house together at night seemed like the perfect time and place...

EPOV

What a night. Bella was more beautiful than I could have imagined. We seemed to fit so perfectly together, as if we were made for each other. I couldn't help but play it over and over in my mind. I had never felt such a strong connection, a longing to be with some one before.

It was dark in the house as snowed piled up against the windows and doors, although it was eight in the morning. Bella lay sleeping peacefully next to me. I did not sleep so well, lingering on some words Bella had said last night. ...suggested we move away for a while. How long was a while? A couple more months or a couple more years? Also did Bella want to leave? It was true, Alaska wasn't the most desired place to live in, but would she want to stay for me? I didn't expect her to, but deeply hoped she would.

I saw her stir in her sleep, a tiny sweat breaking out on her forehead. I wiped it away and then realised maybe the central heating was on a little too high. I quietly got out of her bed and went down the stairs to the garage. When I turned the light on I saw that the garage door had been bent and snow was coming in from underneath.

I got in my car and moved it as far up as I could from the door. I found the central heating control next to the stairs and put it down a few degrees. When I went back upstairs I found Bella in the kitchen hanging up the phone.

"That was my dad, he is snowed in too," she said. She had some bread in the toaster and was searching for some spread I assumed that was in the fridge. "How long do you think this will last for?" she asked referring to the snow.

Forever, I hope, I thought but said "Another day or two if the sun is out." "Hmm, I think so too" she said now spreading jam on the toast.

It turned out to last two more days until we could see out the window again. People were out in the street, the kids across the road building a snowman with the slushy remains of the melted snow while the snow plough truck drove past.

Bella chirpily said "Let's go outside." We walked, my hand around her waist, to the front door. As we finally pushed it open standing directly in front of me was Tanya.

"Hello Edward, would you like to introduce me to your, what should I call her, girlfriend?" she said with a smirk on her face.

HOLY CHEESE CRACKERS! How did she know he was there? *raises eyebrow* Ffrrrreeakkkyyy!!!

And as some of you people don't know, and I'm sure it's probably all of you, what the hell "aneurysm" is, it's when a vein in your head bursts, and you die. Tragic isn't it? (My beta thought that the definition was needed because I'm trying to be unpredictable and therefore feel the need to expand my knowledge in random causes of death.)

And as you've noticed I used "mom" instead of "mum" for all you freaking Americans (no offence). Yes, my BETA and I are aussies, also note the use of the word sweater instead of jumper in previous chapters!

LOL. WELL REVIEW AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THOUGHT!

Who likes tomatoes! *raises eyebrow* eh eh?