Disclaimer: I'm so fucking tired of this asinine disclaimer shit, but here goes…Stephanie..blah..blah..blah…owns all of Twilight. There. Happy?

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"No, I don't think that I can't just leave work and everything." I was scrambling to think of more valid excuses, just in case he pressed the issue. It's better if he just leaves and moves on. Better for him. This might have become just a one night stand, right? Maybe. I had to be the voice of reason. I couldn't let this progress and be remembered as that. Thinking about what might have happened, if we had not had some measure of control, made my insides began to hurt again.

"Oh, I understand. It's pretty crazy of me to ask…it's just that..umm…" he closed his lips tightly, looked down and turned around and started walking back toward the car.

Wait! Stop! No, don't! Go. Don't go…but I did let him leave.

I stepped inside and quickly closed the door. I stood with my back against it and slowly crumpled down onto the floor. I was numb. This night didn't really happen, did it? I felt the pain in the core of my body. I could not move.

I must have stayed in that one spot for hours before I finally picked myself up and dragged myself into my bed. Oh joy! Back to normal. Emptiness.

I awoke the next morning, feeling like I had not managed to sleep at all. But I think I must have, because my eyes did not feel like they were swollen or anything. How could I have fallen asleep?

My memories kept flooding back to the most amazing date with the most amazing man. He was younger, yes. But he was mature in so many life smart ways. And we got along, I think.

We laughed and talked and just enjoyed being together. I could tell by the vibes when he looked at me that he felt it too, the same connection, like we'd been together for years. And could have been - for the rest of our lives. It was too easy.

Why had I turned his offer down? What time was it? 10:44 am. Should I? I was anxiously debating it. Would he even be able to get me onto that flight? What would I tell my family? It was completely out of character for me. I knew what they'd think. 'She's having some kind of mid-life crisis. Get her a psychiatrist'.

I'll phone them after I'm gone, so they won't be able to intervene.

I had to call him – fast. I fumbled for my cell and found his number on my contact list. Before I could over-think it, I pressed 'send'.

My heart was in my throat, waiting, praying for him to pick up. It was at least 3 rings before he picked it up.

"Tracy?" He sounded surprised that I was calling. So was I. What would he say after my rejection of his idea last night? "I'm almost at your place. Are you packed?" How did he know I'd change my mind?

"How…why…are you coming here? Are you serious?" I was in shock and suddenly the excitement in his voice sent me into hyperspace. He was coming to get me! He wanted me.

How could this be happening? He was a superstar and could have any woman in the world. Fate had brought us together in a most weird way.

"I'll be there in 15 minutes. Don't waste time asking stupid questions, Tracy. Get off the phone and get your things together, okay?"

He wanted me to hurry. I hung up and tried to gather my thoughts. What do I need to bring with me? How long will I be gone? Just get the basics, first and whatever time was left, add to it. Warm clothes, cool clothes. Shoes, coat. Passport.

I realized I couldn't just leave without telling anyone. I called my daughter and my mom. Don't ask questions. I'll explain later when I call to check in. Don't worry I'm good. Really, really good.

Before I knew it, the car was outside, idling in my driveway. I opened my door to let him in and he took my face in his hands, smiling, and planted an enthusiastic kiss on my lips.

"Let's get going! Is this it?" He grabbed my suitcase and carry-on bag and stepped outside my doorway. I turned and locked the door.

Goodbye normal.

As we drove to the airport he was on his cell, arranging for my ticket. We were going in first class. His driver was going to have to go into coach, as it was the only seat available in that section. I felt really bad. Okay, not 'that' bad.

He called his assistant then to arrange for security at Pearson Airport once we got to the airport. There was apparently a LOT of girls, waiting for his arrival. They would have someone by gate #4 and a decoy at gate #7. It might work. At least thin the crowd, which was also filled with paparazzi.

Oh no. I couldn't do that. As he got off the phone, he turned to me, seeing the panic in my eyes.

"You don't need to worry, I have it all sorted. You'll get dropped off at another gate and someone there will escort you to our gate ahead of me. You'll be shown where to wait for me. It won't take too long, sweetie, don't worry about a thing." He dazzled me with his perfect smile and my worries eased, for a little while.

As we neared the drop-off zone, I was stunned to see how many people there were in the distance. That was presumably where Edward was expected to arrive.

The car stopped and Jasper was on his cell giving instructions to someone about me. All of a sudden a woman appeared out of the terminal to escort me. Before I stepped out of the car, Edward grabbed my arm, pulled me to him and kissed me. I tried to smile bravely and gave him another kiss for good luck.

She had brought a cart, on which to put my stuff. I followed her into the terminal. She didn't talk too much, just smiled in a friendly manner.

It was a fairly long walk to the correct gate. I was concerned about Edward. Those people were probably just dying to see him and could mob him and possibly hurt him. I wanted to see him, to make sure he was ok. I walked faster. Maybe I could catch a glimpse of him.

As I was walking by one set of sliding doors to the outside, all of a sudden I heard screams. I wanted to run to him, but my escort grabbed my arm and led me to the security area. I put all of my bags on the belt where they went through the x-ray machine. My escort had taken my suitcase and checked it onto our flight. I walked through the metal detector.

No problems and I grabbed my carry-on when it came out of the x-ray. I wasn't really sure where to go next, so I waited a little further down the hallway. Another escort asked me if I was Tracy, I nodded, and he led me to a small room just to the right of the security section. I didn't want to stay inside, not knowing when Edward was coming.

Then I heard a commotion outside and I had to go take a look. There he was! He was being checked by security and behind him was a gaggle of paparazzi with the flashes blinding me instantly.

Wow. That was insane!

He noticed me as he looked out from the metal detector gate. He smiled a crooked, 'what-can-you-do?' smile to me. I relaxed, relieved he was safely through that obstacle.

As soon as he got his stuff, he quickly made his way toward the room I was in. He took a deep breath as he walked through the door. He dropped his bag and came to sit by my side.

"Crazy stuff," was all he managed to say before his lips locked on mine. Good thing there was nobody else in the room then because my relief spilled out and I put my arms around him. He pulled me onto his lap and put his arms around me, too.

"What about the people on the plane? Won't they bother you?" I managed to ask, amidst our kissing session.

"They wait until everyone is on board. And since we're in first class, they'll never know I'm on the plane. Except for the other first class people. But they don't usually care."

That was a huge relief. I sighed and leaned into him, his arm around my shoulders. "Are you okay? This is all pretty weird stuff, huh? It's easy for me to forget that you've never experienced this kind of thing. Were the escorts good? Did you get through security ok?"

"Yeah, it all went smoothly for me. I was just worried about you. I wished I could have stayed with you."

He squeezed me with his arm, acknowledging what I'd said. Just then Jasper came through the door. He said they were boarding the plane and that he had to go as well. He'd see us when we landed in Vancouver. They'd send someone to get us, when it was time.

It took about 30 minutes for the people to completely board. Then a security guard came and told us to follow him. As we exited that room, I caught a glimpse of more flash bulbs going off. They don't give up until the very last. Edward put his arm around me, to shield me from the cameras.

We walked very fast and reached the gate finally. The attendant took our boarding passes, checked our passports and then we were able to walk through the tunnel by ourselves.

When we reached the door of the airplane, 2 flight attendants were waiting, with huge smiles on their faces. They sort of looked confused by my presence, but were extremely gracious and helpful, leading us to our seats. We were at the front left side of the cabin.

I'd never been in first class before and I was amazed at how comfortable it was. All the little conveniences were at our fingertips. The leg room was also incredible. We had to settle in pretty quickly as the plane was beginning to taxi onto the tarmac.

This was the part of flying I was most nervous of, and he could tell. He grabbed my hand and held it tightly. He turned his head toward mine and gave me a comforting smile. I couldn't relax until we were actually in flight, wheels up.

We watched the screen in front of us, which was showing a movie. He lifted the armrest, so that he could pull me closer to him. I almost forgot we were flying.

This was a pretty long flight, though, four and a half hours. It didn't matter. I was with him. I had him all to myself.

I felt as if I were a smoldering log, being so close to him. Half-way through the movie, he turned his head to look at my face. I looked up at him and the fire roared inside of me. How was I going to cool it down? He seemed to know what I was feeling, just by the look on my face, and gave me a squeeze, and then a lingering light kiss.

Torture!

I whispered into his ear, "You are driving me insane. Stop being so tempting…"

He laughed silently and put his lips just below my ear and kissed me on my neck, then whispered into my ear,"You're driving me mad as well…what to do?" Another squeeze…We were about to make this a very interesting flight.

We pulled up the comforter supplied in first class to encase both of us, turning off the overhead lights as well. Our hands slowly traveled discreetly along each other's exposed skin. That obviously wasn't satisfying enough, but only caused a fever to fester.

Edward's hand slipped under my t-shirt and camisole. The only time in my life I was happy to not be wearing a bra. As he nibbled on my neck crooning sweet nothings into my ear, my heartrate gathered speed. I grabbed a fistful of his hair, kissing his cheek.

"Edward…what are you doing to me?"

He looked up with a wickedly salacious grin. Uh-oh. His mouth was on mine faster than I could blink my eyes. He took my hitched breath away replacing it with his own. I moaned into the kiss, not being able to control myself anymore. My hands reached for his backside, easily slipping under his loose-fitting designer jeans. Thrilled at the physical contact my tongue explored his searching one. My eyes would surely be rolling back had they not been closed. I wasn't even positive that I hadn't gone unconscious for a moment or two.

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The remainder of the flight was calm. No more turbulence.

Once the flight landed, and we had taxied to the gate, the attendants told us we could leave first. There was security waiting for us, once we reached the exit doors. Edward asked me to go out first and just wait for Jasper at the café to the left of where I was exiting. He knew where to pick up Edward after he got through. Jasper would also get our luggage from the carousel.

He let go of my hand, after kissing the back, and I walked out, alone. There was the usual crowd waiting for him. The girls were all holding something for him to sign - magazines, posters. They also had their cells and cameras at the ready.

I found the café, so I just ordered a coffee and grabbed a stool so I could wait for Jasper. I could see everything that was happening by the exit doors.

Every time the doors would open, the crowd would let out shrill scream. There were many false alarms. Then I saw Jasper saunter out of the sliding doors. He came straight to where I was and asked me to follow him to the car.

There was a limousine waiting outside of the doors. He had me go inside, and people instantly got curious and started to crowd around. The paparazzi seemed to have a sixth sense about where to find celebrities.

Then two large security guards came out through the exit doors, protecting Edward, who was trying to navigate through the maze toward the limousine.

My heart raced as I watched him get closer.

He did sign a few covers and waved at his fans along the way, so that they could get a couple of pictures of him.

One of the guards suddenly opened the door of the vehicle and Edward jumped in. Blinded by more flash bulbs. I had to remember next time to not look at them. The car sped off the second the door closed. I leaned back and turned to see Edward smiling his mega-watt smile…right at me.

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A/N: Edward and Tracy…what will their relationship entail?

OK, people…Attention!

It's coming…The DRILL! 3…2…1…GO!

*giggles*…please ;)