I flicked the power switch for my stereo off, and started to undress. It's been quite a strange day for me.

I put my dirty washing into a washing basket inside my closet, and hang up mine and Bella's prom clothes.

I'm going to do this prom thing the right way. I'll buy her a corsage, pick her up, take photos and dance to the most romantic song the dj plays. I'll make it a night we will never forget.

I smile, then walk into the bathroom for a shower. I've learned something about myself, and that is I prefer showers at night then in the morning. I just feel better going to bed refreshed.

The warm water feels amazing against my skin also. I never felt it before, all I felt was warmth. But the power and speed that the water falls makes my skin tingle.

When I get out the shower, I'm surprised to see the room illuminated only by a lamp, and a glass of water along with a phone is also on, so Bella must have texted me back.

I rush over to my bed, picking up the phone and opening up my inbox eagerly. I can't help but smile at her lengthy text.

Hey, did you call earlier on? Jacob was acting really weird. I wish I could have talked to you. I keep worrying about how you're coping with everything.I can't even imagine how hard this is all for you. I think I'm still in shock over all of this. I mean does Carlisles know what has happened yet? And can you come over tommorow? I miss you.

I grin and begin to type away a reply.

I did call, and Jacob informed me that you weren't available. Though I am glad that he made sure you didn't move. You shouldn't be worrying about me, you should be worrying about yourself and healing. Carlisle hasn't found out much, I'll tell you in person, and hopefully, I will be over tomorrow. I will find a way to be with you, I just need to convince Chalire. I miss you too x

I hit send, then lay down in bed, taking my phone along with me as I await eagerly her reply. I take a sip of the water then look down at the little note stuck to the bottom of the glass.

To help you sleep.

Hmm, must be from Alice. I'm glad I won't have another torturous night of restless tossing and turning. I don't take it immediately, as I look back down at my phone.

Charlie shouldn't take much to convince, he has been praising you today. Telling Jacob all about how you saved me. I would much prefer you to look after me then Jacob.

She wants me, not him. I knew she loves me, but just her words give me this air of confidence. Take that Jacob Black.

I would much prefer to be there instead of Jacob aswell. I promise I'll be there tomorrow. Sweet dreams, my sweet Bella.

I hit send then take the small blue pill. My phone vibrates nearly immediately.

I'll be dreaming of you ;)

There's something about a winky face, that can make one sentence sound so naughty.

I clutched the bag containing the fishing gear in my hand, as I walked up the steps to the Swans door. It's beyond early in the morning. It's about just gone seven. The time where Charlie is usually eating.

I take a brave move and knock loudly on the door three times. I just need to turn on the charm ,Carlisle's taught me. I was brought up in a century of manners, this should be simple.

The door yanks open to reveal a unamused looking Charlie. Definitely going to need Charm.

"Good morning Chief Swan," I welcome, and smile brightly. He sighs.

"What are you doing here so early Edward? Shouldn't you be getting to school?" He questions me. He's giving me his interrogation look. Think Edward.

"Yes...but all my family are going on a hike today, and I didn't feel up for it, I'm too worried about Bella." I half lie, and then contemplate how to give him the fishing stuff.

"Ah I see, well she is fine, and asleep at the moment, so why don't you go home and you can call later-"

"Oh nobody's home and- this is kind of out of the ordinary, but I brought you this-"I say handing over the bag and he peers inside, curiously. "Bella told me how you love to fish." I trail off.

"Are you trying to buy my trust Edward?" He questions his voice gruff.

Shit.

"I-uh no-" I stutter just as Charlie's starts to laugh and pats my shoulder.

"Because it's working. What is this the 209008 version?" He asks, and I'm left clueless.

"Yes sir." I nod, not knowing if what I just said was true. Charlie gives my shoulder a shove, so I start walking inside and he closes the front door behind him.

As he walks past me I see the sight of his pistol in its holder, around his belt.

"This must have cost a fortune...it's the gold edition as well. Do you understand how rare this is?" He says shocked, as he rolls the box around in his hands.

"I'm just glad you like it," I let out a deep breathe. I'm in the house, I want to give myself a pat on the back or a congratulations card.

"Like it, this beauty is my new wife." He chuckles, then sets it on the table next to a plate of half eaten toast. "Here why don't you stay here the day, I'll call Billy up and tell him Jacob can stay at home." He tells me with a grin.

Wow. Alice was right. He's looking at me as if he was a proud dad. Who knew a new fishing rod could solve all my problems? Jacobs gone and Bella is back under my care.

"I would be glad to chief Swan."

"Didn't I tell you to call me Charlie." He reminds me.

"Sorry, Charlie" I add and he nods his head then grabs the last bit of toast on his plate.

"Right let her rest for a while, she was restless all night. And help yourself to some breakfast I'll be back at six sometime." Charlie informs me, as he rushes to get out into his cruiser.

I've got all day now with my love.

Right...Breakfast. I'll make me and Bella breakfast. That will be a perfect way to wake her up. Though I'm sure she doesn't need the smell of food to lure her out of bed. Hopefully it will just make her happy.

I pick up Charlies plate and place it inside the sink, then open the fridge and a large yellow tub attacked me, dropping to the floor, as I jumped back a step away from it. I picked it up, placing it back in the fridge, seeing the various possibilities. Charlie must have gone shopping and just bought whatever he saw was edible. How did he manage to even shut the door with all this stuff?

I was careful with what I touched and took out. It was a nightmare trying to monever the full packet of eggs out of the coner of the top felt like I was playing a game of jenga all by myself, the suspense if it would fall was unnerving me.

I took out everything needed for a full breakfast. I've seen so many people do this before, and taken up some cookery time with Esme before. This should be easy, right?

No...I was not right.

"Fucking, just stop, there is no fire." I snapped at the damn thing bleeping its head off on the ceiling. There ment to save lives, all I did was burn some toast. The noise is driving me insane, and I have flour all over me, and well as egg yolk all over my hands.

The kitchen was a mess, cupboards open, flour covering nearly every surface, four pans on the stove cooking just about everything. Then theres me standing in a panicked state, in the middle of the mayhem.

I spun around, pushing open the widow, and running to get the back door open to get the smoke out. This thing must die. I feel like my head is going to explode with how loud the constant beeping is.

Beep, beep, beep, beep.

Thank god...its dead.

I sigh, a content smile on my face as I stand up and wipe my hands together, trying to get the yolk off. I'm going to have to try and clean this place up. If Bella sees it, she will want to clean, and it will take about half an hour to talk her down to just go and sit on the couch. I should find the-

Beep, beep,beep...

"You have to be fucking kidding me!" I growl, storming around the corner of the kitchen and seeing the black smoke rising from the nearly black bacon towards the smoke alarm.

I grit my teeth together, watching the stupid little red light flashing its little heart out at me. Pulling the kitchen chair towards me, it screeches along the tiled floor. Even the screeching isn't as bad as the damn fire alarm.

I stomp my way onto the chair, finding my balance before looking at the little white box straight in the eye. Where is the off button on this thing? I wonder as my hands searched frantically for it. I try the red light, but it is in fact just a light. There a two screw holes, meaning I would need to find something to unscrew them with.

No time.

I jump down, and look under the sink where I know Charlie likes to keep his axe behind a load of paint tins. I reach for it and pull it out with a new sense of determination. I clamber back onto the chair and very carefully align the axe with the alarm.

With my tongue poking out and my eyes narrowed, I give a solid swing making the axe cut through the plastic, and the wires, as the beeping stops altogether. At least that thing is dead.

I shake my head, getting down off the chair and I carefully put the chair and axe back to its normal places. I turn to the food, and see all of the pans sizzling with black smoke rising from them. I rush to switch each hob off, then look at my accomplishment in front of me.

A little burned...but hopefully she likes it. With that thought, I smile setting up the table, and quickly sweeping away the flour remnants.

REVIEW FOR ME (0~0)-Not even a face

Lol I wrote Bella coming down the stairs, being all like "What the hell Edward!", but then I was like, wait she has a broken leg you idiot. She aint getting down them stairs, anytime soon.

Yes, I do have a grudge against fire alarms, they must all DIE!

Hope you guys liked this, Thank you to, akshra for helping me out with what direction to take this book. I appreciate it xxx

So tell me what kind of things you guys are hoping for to happen, and I'll see if I can make it a reality :p