Well I think this is my longest chapter yet, so enjoy .

Charlie was asleep in his room, with Renne sleeping on the floor on an air mattress. Esme and Carlisle had gone back to their home, but the rest of the Cullens had wanted to stay. Saying they would "sleep" in the living room.

Edward and I were in my old bedroom acting like we were asleep when in truth both of us were just lying there whispering silently to one another, We'd been silent for a while. I was running my hand threw his beautiful hair. His breathing had slowed as if he were asleep. I lay my head on his chest and listened to the nothingness as I thought. The question had been bugging me since my mom had noticed how cold I was.

"Edward, are you asleep?" I asked as a joke.

He mumbled as if being awakened but still never opened his eyes.

"Well I was, and I was having the most wonderful dream about a beautiful girl who agreed to marry me." He whispered as a smile began to spread across his perfect lips.

He turned over to face me then opened his eyelids to show me his sparkling golden eyes.

"Well, who would've guessed she was right next to me."

"Oh, Edward." I said as I leaned on his chest. We were quit for a minute before I finally brought the question up.

"What am I going to do about my parents?" I whispered frowning.

"If I tell them I'm a vampire then the Volturi will want them to be dead." I spoke dead with two meaning. Dead like a vampire or dead as in laying in a coffin never to see the light of day again.

"And if I don't tell them I'll not have aged one day so when the time comes for me to see them at the death bed they'll be more confused than if I'd told them." I spoke in such a rush I'm sure a human ear would not have caught it all.

Edward's smile went away, and I could tell he was thinking.

"I don't know what to tell you Bella, I never exactly had this problem." I saw his eyes grow sad. We were quiet for a few minutes. I didn't know what to say to him, and he obviously didn't want to say anything.

"Can I give a suggestion?" he finally spoke.

"Of course."

"Just walk out the door and never come back."

I gasped at his suggestion and propped myself up on my elbows to see if he wasn't kidding with me. I looked at his face and saw he was serious.

"Ha Ha very funny, you know I can't do that to them."

"But what if you died?" he said now propping himself up on elbows.

"What do you mean?"

"What if we somehow made an accident happen that would've normally kill any human but wouldn't harm you a bit?"

"Well…" I thought about his words for a minute.

"Wait, who's we?"

He smiled his adorable crooked smile.

"Well Alice would want to be involved, it was her idea."

I heard her snickering from downstairs, and in a blink of an eye she stood at the foot of our bed.

"Sorry Bella, I just got to planning, because you see I saw exactly as you said. You walking up to one of your parent's on there deathbed only for them to see you as unchanged as you'd been oh lets say, fifty to sixty years from now."

"Which parent?" I asked.

"Can't tell you that, you might meddle."

"Aren't we meddling now?"

"Yes, but it's for the better. Believe me you don't want to start trying to save a persons life, it's to much hard work, Right Edward?"

I glanced over at him to see him smiling.

"Was I really that bad?" I asked hoping to hear differently.

"You were worse." He said patting the top of my head as if I were a little child. I snapped at his fingers trying to catch one. But he was still to fast for me.

"Look at that Alice! She's only had her fangs for about a month and she's trying to take my finger off!"

"I'll get it next time too, you just wait."

Edward laughed.

"You sounded just like the evil witch from 'The Wizard of OZ'. 'I'll get you! And your little finger too!" All three of us burst out laughing. And before I knew it, Jasper, Emmett and even Rosalie had joined us in our room and we were all talking about various things. Mostly about the future and where we'd all be going next. I supposed it was for me to forget about my "death". And I did, so before any of us knew it. Dawn was upon us, and out of habit I picked out some clothes changed in the bathroom than headed down stairs to make breakfast. I made enough for all even if the majority of us weren't going to eat it, or like eating it. Because the entire Cullen family. ( Including me, because now that I had inherited the last name from marring Edward I was technically a Cullen.) we all had to choke down our food and look like we were enjoying it.

"Oh Bella, you make the best scrambled eggs!" Alice gasped, though I knew they tasted like ash to her. Mine sure did.

"Yes, these really are good, Bella." My mom said with sincerity. I sighed. Without having a human's taste buds I'd had no idea if they'd been too salty or too greasy. It all tasted like ash to me now. After breakfast Edward took me outside, and we walked around for a bit discussing my "death". How had I agreed to do this? Perhaps it was Jaspers fault. Had he put me in an agreeing mood, or something? What did it matter now we'd already come up with a plan and the follow up afterwards. Where we'd go once the funeral was over, and how I'd be able to know how my parents were doing.

And you'll have to wait for the next chapter to find out what the plan is :D