I don't own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does. No copyright infringement intended. Thanks for all your help, Sherry (Banshee69), you're the best.

*Sequel to 'My Lucky Charm'.

POV- Edward

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Standing up, I blow out a heavy sigh. I dust my pants off and look around at the scenery that's laid out in front of me.

I recall my previous conversations with Bella and how she would talk about Forkchaun. I always thought it sounded beautiful, and now that I am seeing it with my own two eyes… it is all that I imagined.

The rainbow is still present in the meadow, how I ended up on a road… I'll never know?

I'm beginning to feel a bit better, less dizzy than I was before. That was definitely a fucking head rush.

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I don't know where I'm going? I guess I've been walking for nearly ten minutes now, not too long; when I hear something coming up behind me. It sounds odd, like a car, but not; kinda like a huge vacuum cleaner.

When I turn around I'm amazed at what I am seeing. It's a flying car. No fucking way!

I hadn't gotten a good look at the car that almost ran me over before. I was still pretty dazed from the trip from Earth to Forkchaun, but there's no mistaken this, it's a flying car.

It stops and hovers beside me, the door rises up and I have to say, I'm a bit nervous.

A woman steps out of the car and I don't know why that surprises me?

"Hey," she says, as she smiles at me. "You look lost."

I can't help it, I laugh at that. I mean full on belly laugh. I don't want to freak her out, but that statement couldn't be more on the money.

I compose myself enough to try to answer her. "Yeah, you could say that."

She eyes me shrewdly. "Get in." She orders me to get in the car.

I furrow my brows in confusion. "Excuse me, what?"

She motions toward the car. "Get in. I'll give you a ride into town."

I stand there for a moment, weighing my options. I don't know this person and shouldn't be getting into her car. Of course, I don't know where I am either.

She sighs. "The nearest town is a forty-five minute walk and it's already starting to get dark." Her tone is no nonsense.

Well, that made up my mind for me, in the car with a stranger is the obvious choice to make.

I walk around and the door automatically opens for me. I climb inside and it's amazing what this thing looks like.

"How did the door open like that?" I question her about the car's door.

She looks at me like I'm from another planet. "I hit the power door button, so it would open to let you in. It's standard on all the newer models." She explains this car technology to me like I'm a five year old. Funnily enough, here in Forkchaun, I'm probably going to have to relearn a lot of things like a five year old would.

"Thanks for stopping and giving me a ride." I tell the nice lady how grateful I am that she picked me up.

She shrugs a shoulder. "It's no big deal. I'd been to see my boyfriend, Ben, and now I am heading to a friend's place." She informs me as she hovers at the curb near the local hotel.

"I really do appreciate it..." I reach for her hand to shake.

"Angela, and it wasn't a big deal."

"Edward, my name is Edward Cullen."

"Gasp…"