Stephenie Meyer - A God? Apparently not…but she created the Twilight Universe.


The chapter's song is…'Day We Caught The Train' by Ocean Colour Scene. You have to listen to it, youtube it, it's a classic that I love and have randomly started singing upon waking up for the last 3days!

Random title to the chapter I know, but my sister made me do it, I was going to call it 'Colossal'.

Edward POV.

After a futile attempt of an alcohol based night of sleep, I got up and bustled around the house. I knew that the painters would be here to get cracking on the second guest room by 8am, so I headed downstairs for a coffee after getting dressed and awaited their arrival.

Halfway through my coffee, they arrived, slamming van doors and whistling enthusiastically outside. I trudged to the front door and opened it with a weak smile before the men filed in, carrying their trade tools.

"No Mrs today?" Asked the man who had interrupted Bella and me yesterday, with a curious look and a sly grin set on his face.

"It's a bit early…" I replied with a strained answering smile as I closed the door after them.

As I headed back to the kitchen to finish reading my paper, I frowned as I heard the jerk call to his workmates, "Probably worn out and still in bed lads!"

Their hyena cackles disappeared up the stairs and thankfully out of my earshot. I didn't need any added reminder of Bella this morning, not after the troubled night that I'd had, brooding over what she had been about to say and what my reaction would have been had she said the three little words that I suspected to hear.

I forbade myself from thinking any more on the subject and opted to read my newspaper, cover to cover until Bella arrived, if she would. I half hoped that she would remember what she was about to say, and half hoped that she wouldn't. If she were about to tell me that she loved me, was it really a good thing for her to do so when she was almost too drunk to stand?

The sound of the doorbell ringing in the background woke me from my sleep. I lifted my head from my arms which had acted as my pillow on the kitchen counter, and made my way groggily down the hallway to the front door. I didn't need to ask who it was, I didn't even need to look at my watch to check if it was 10 o'clock, I knew it was Bella on the other side of the door from the deep seated feeling that I had within me, like a sixth sense of sorts.

I opened the door to Bella who had a bright smile on her face and her hands stuffed into her coat pockets. Her loose, let down hair whipped around her face as she remained outside, instead of stepping in. "Good evening for last night because I was too far gone to say it then, and good morning for today!" she announced cheerfully, her smile still in place, before she pulled her hands from her pockets and took three small steps to me, wrapping her arms around my waist.

"Good morning…" I replied in a whisper, shocked that our first encounter of the day hadn't had a mention of the sentence which she failed to finish last night. As I hugged her back and kissed her forehead softly, I chastised myself for being so narrow minded and for having been disappointed just because our encounter was nothing like I had imagined in my dreams last night. I had envisaged dramatic declarations of love, embarrassing backtracking and even a passionate argument which ended up with us admitting our love for one another. My obsession with last night's event had foolishly marred my appreciation of Bella's warm greeting.

I released my hold on her slightly as she leant her head back from my chest to look up at me. "So…?" she began in a whisper with an arched brow. My heart rate increased a tenfold as my mind ran ragged with what she was about to ask me.

"So what?" I responded, probably looking like a fool as I feigned casualness by giving her a small smile.

"So…am I forgiven for my actions last night…I don't really remember how we got home, but I remember you picking me up when we got out of the club…" she confessed, ending her sentence with her head rested back against my chest and her cheeks flushing pink with embarrassment.

"You have nothing to need forgiveness for" I reassured her, wondering if I could add quickly, 'except for not finishing your sentence… would you care to tell me now what the end of "I lo-" was going to be? It's jut that I was hoping for a better night's sleep tonight you see…'

I growled inwardly at my hidden frustration while Bella thanked me softly for being so forgiving. "You know, I do remember kissing you last night in the club…I'm sorry if I embarrassed you…" she whispered as she looked up to me, her eyes unsure.

"Bella…" I sighed before I wrapped my arms more securely around her body, holding her closer to me as I lowered my head to breath in her ear, "Did you hear me complaining at all? I told you before we left that you looked good enough to eat…" I grinned in victory as I felt her melt against me and her warm breath fanning across my neck.

I ran my nose slowly from her cheek to her nose and then stopped as I rested my forehead against hers. I grinned as I noted that she had her eyes closed and that her mouth was parted slightly, allowing her anxious breaths to mingle with mine. Deciding to put a halt to my own torture, I closed the gap between us and pressed my lips to hers, relishing in the softness and eagerness of her.

Her tongue darted out to seek mine before they began to stroke treacherously slowly while her hands moved from my waist to cup my face. I held onto her hips with my hands and manoeuvred us awkwardly until I managed to press her up against the outside wall of the house. The frosty autumn wind sliced at my bare skin as I was scantly dressed in jeans and a tee-shirt, but Bella's warmth pressed up against me evened the odds. Our passionate kisses soon subsided to chaste ones as we both struggled to continue with our laboured breathing.

"Edward! You're freezing!" Bella exclaimed some moments later after she had graced the base of my throat with a lingering kiss.

"I didn't see you complaining a few minutes ago…" I joked seconds before she roughly grabbed hold of my hand and forcefully pulled me into my house after her. She gave the front door a shove with her foot to shut it before she turned on me.

"Do you feel alright? Do you want some chicken soup or a hot water bottle?" she asked in a hurried, panicked voice which I found adorable while she placed the back of her hand against my forehead.

"I might feel a little off…why don't you be my personal hot water bottle?" I grinned mischievously, letting her know that I was perfectly fine while being able to tease her at the same time. I also held at the pathetic hope that she would accept my suggestion and curl up with me on the sofa for the whole afternoon.

"You're an adorable man Mr Cullen, but we need to get some work done today don't we?" She asked as she let her hands rest on my shoulders before adding in question, "I'm sure that we can cuddle up later tonight?" She finished her sentence at the same time that her hands settled on my chest.

"Go on then, you twisted my arm!" I laughed before planting a kiss on her nose and grabbing her hands into my grasp. Her satisfied grin reflected upon my face as I explained to her what I had planned for today.

"You do know that Alice will kill you for this and probably Rose too…" she warned me as she shoved her hands back into her coat pockets and made her way out of the house to my car. I shrugged my shoulders, not really caring if they would get annoyed at the fact that Bella and I were heading out to pick furniture for the house without their input. I explained to the painters where we were going and how long we would be and then I headed out to my car, where Bella was already sat waiting for me.

A while later, we arrived at the colossal furniture store and made our way in. Bella hooked her arm in mine as we entered and began to steer me around the place excitedly. "You're going to need a recliner to read your Sunday paper..." she told me as she tugged me toward a collection of comfy looking chairs. She released her hold on me to plonk herself down on a chair which she then reclined on after tugging at a lever on the side. "Look! Don't you just wish that you had one of these…" she laughed as she closed her eyes and feigned sleep.

I remained silent for a while as I watched her lying on the recliner, imagining myself sat on that very chair on a Sunday morning, or afternoon and her sat on my lap while we read the previously mentioned paper together. I walked to her side and kissed her cheek lightly before I whispered, "You've convinced me, we'll get one…"

She all but jumped from the chair in excitement before she began to prattle on about which colour I wanted and which particular chair I wanted. "Bella, just choose the one you like the best…" I grumbled after ten minutes of her weighing up the pro's and cons of each chair that she'd tried out.

"I…err…okay…that one…" she pointed out a black, heavily stuffed chair which looked extremely comfortable. I gave her a smile and a kiss on her alluring lips as thank you before I turned to head toward the sofas. "But Edward…" her worried voice halted my departure. I turned to her with a look of confusion before she continued, "That one's kind of expensive…the most expensive actually…" she finished the last bit in a mumble while she blushed slightly.

"I guessed that the most comfortable chair would be expensive Bella…but I don't really care about the cost, as long as it's comfortable and I'll get good use out of it, I honestly don't mind the price…" I reassured her while I mentally beat myself for the wording of my sentence. After saying the words 'get good use out of it,' my mind ran to a bed…and how the both of us would benefit how comfortable the bed would be and the use we would both get out of it.

"Ohhh…" she grinned up at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes as she rubbed her hands together like old villains did in the movies, "You asked for it Mr…watch me burn a hole in your pocket!" she smirked as she grabbed hold of my hand and walked with me to the sofas.

After much bouncing, squirming and contemplation, Bella chose the most comfortable and practical sofa in her opinion. She told me the practical benefit of her chosen sofa, "It's long enough for you to lie across without your feet dangling off the end uncomfortably…"

I thanked her for her good thinking while I wondered if Alice or Rosalie would have considered such a trivial fact. Would they have chosen such a comfy sofa or would they have opted for the more modern, square and uncomfortable furniture? I relaxed as we continued through the store, letting Bella make the decisions that I didn't have the vision to see and make.

Finally, after a few treacherous hours we made it to the beds. Earlier on in the day, my mind would have run ragged with ideas of what Bella and I could get up to on the beds, but by now, after hours of picking out certain coffee tables, lamps, bookcases, and the rest, I was exhausted and found the bed display a sanctuary.

"Euggghhhh" I groaned as I lay back onto a super king bed and closed my eyes while my tired feet relished at the newly found freedom.

"Edward! Do you like this one? It's a waterbed…" Bella's voice interrupted my plan of shutting down and having a small afternoon nap. "Do you like that one? Is that the one you want?" Her voice drew nearer. I cracked open an eye to see her stood right beside me, looking down at me questioningly.

I reached out and quickly pulled her down on top of me. Her screech must have drawn us some attention, but I didn't care. I shut my eyes and let Bella squirm until she got comfortable lying beside me. She began to ask me something, but I cut her off quickly, "Shhh! No…don't talk…just listen…" I muttered in my exhausted state.

After a few practically silent moments Bella's voice broke the silence. "I can't hear anything Edward…" she told me in a tone of voice which seemed to hint that she was questioning my sanity.

"I know…now hush…I'm going to sleep…" I grumbled once more as I scrunched my brow while I tried to ignore the background noise of the customers.

"You didn't sleep too well last night did you…" Bella's breath fanned my face as she spoke softly, telling me that she had her face particularly close to mine. As she spoke, she also traced the bags under my eyes which developed from my sleepless night last night. I shook my head, giving her my answer of 'no'. "Do you want us to go home?" she asked me and then added a quick kiss to my lips. I nodded my head 'yes' before she spoke once again. "Do you want to just get this bed and not bother with the rest?" she added another kiss to my lips as she had done before and I then gave her the same answer as I had for the previous question.

"Okay, come on then lover boy" she groaned as she pushed herself of the bed. My eyes snapped open at her words. I wondered if she knew that she was driving me wild with her tiny remarks that meant so much to me, like using the word 'lover' and asking me if I wanted us to go home, as if my home was hers as well. I got off the bed and followed her after she gave me a stern call over her shoulder.

At the checkout, Bella handed the woman a list which I hadn't even realised that she'd been keeping. "And would you like those items delivered tomorrow?" the woman asked Bella.

Bella looked to me for the answer. I gave her a nod and then the woman behind the counter spoke once more. "Okay, make sure that you have someone at home, I'm not sure what time they'll arrive…" After sorting out the finer details, Bella and I were out of there and on our way home. During the drive home I held Bella's hand, wanting to feel her close to me, and I was thankfully rewarded with the unforeseen pleasure of her kissing my hand every so often.

Once back at the house Bella kindly ordered me to get some sleep while she headed back next door to see what she could do for dinner, seeing as it was already past four o'clock and there was nothing else left to do at my house.

Rosalie POV.

"So I'll get the write-up of what Bella told us at the club done…and then you can check it later sometime?" I asked Alice as we got out of my car, and headed to the house.

"Sure" Alice grinned at me while she swung her briefcase lazily in one of her hands.

Upon entering the house, I rolled my eyes. "Chocolate!" A familiar, sexy, deep, rugged voice called from the kitchen.

"Plain with jam and cream!" My darling brother's voice called out soon after, causing Alice to perk up. I almost laughed aloud at the sight of Alice turning her head quickly to the sound of Jasper's voice, as if he had called her name.

"Rock, Paper, Scissors!" I called, laughing; as I threw my briefcase to the ground beside Alice's and shrugged off my coat.

I made my way to the kitchen with Alice to find Bella baking cakes and Emmett and Jasper stood on either side of her glaring at each other. "Guys! I'll make one of each!" Bella, ever the peace-keeper compromised while chuckling at the two grown men bickering like children.

Emmett seemed to relax at Bella's words. "Okay…thanks Bells…" he called cheerily before he swooped down and kissed her cheek. I remained silent at the door, happy to watch my fiancé and brother fuss over Bella who deserved it; she had to put up with a lot of crap from those two's food demands.

"Rosie! Bella's baking a cake!" My man grinned at me as he strode toward me. Alice was already wrapped up in Jasper's arms while she talked to Bella.

"I heard…" I told him simply before he pulled me into his arms and kissed my forehead softly. "Maybe Bella could bake our wedding cake?" I joked and then regretted it when I saw the flash of wonder and excitement flash in his eyes. "Emmett…I didn't mean it-"

My words were cut off by Emmett's as her turned to look at Bella, "Bella, you'll make our wedding cake right?" He asked, making it sound like baking a cake was easy as pie.

"Emmett…it's not that easy…" Bella began, talking to him as if he were a child, "You need icing, the right ingredients, it sometimes needs to be done weeks in advance as well…" she explained, still not ridding Emmett of his dream.

"What?" his face suddenly contorted into confusion. I sighed, relieved as I realised that he had probably just understood how much work went into making a wedding cake. "Why can't we just have a chocolate cake?" he stupidly asked, causing Jasper to burst out laughing while Alice shook with laughter against him.

While I explained to him why we couldn't have a chocolate cake for our wedding, Bella went to answer the front door after the bell cried in the hallway. She and Edward stepped into the kitchen a minute or so later, hand in hand.

"Edward my man…TV?" Emmett asked suddenly. I rolled my eyes as I realised that he was trying to find the fastest possible route out of having me lecture him. "See you in a bit Mrs McCarty" I melted at his words and he knew it. He leant down to kiss me quickly, a smirk on his face before he headed upstairs with Edward and Jasper.

"What's cooking good looking?" Alice asked Bella from her perch on the countertop beside the fridge.

"A beef dinner and seeing as the oven was on, I've baked some cakes" she answered indicating to the two sponges she had mixed and were ready to cook.

I slipped out of the room and got my laptop before sitting back down at the head of the dining table. Alice handed me a glass of red wine once I was settled which I thanked her for. I gave my fingers a quick clicking before I set to work.

Day 8.

The morning of the 8th day began rather soberly for our dearest Bella who admitted to us that she had found it hard to get a good night's sleep. After hopping in the shower and then getting out, the front doorbell rang. Bella, scantly covered in a bath towel, headed downstairs, thinking the worst. Wouldn't you? Having someone call at the house at an early hour in the morning?

You would have thought that opening the door to a sexy Edward would melt away her worries and she would be overjoyed, but no, she was annoyed that he had scared her. Leaving him on the doorstep (with a bunch of flowers in his hands we might add!! Where did he get those so early in the morning we wonder?) Bella retreated to the kitchen to make some coffee.

Get those familiar fans out ladies, or remember, use the handy magazine as a fan! You have been warned yet again! Edward followed Bella into the kitchen and then pressed up against her, leaving her between him and the counter and he then started kissing along the back of her neck. After some teasing, they begin to kiss, getting hot and steamy!

Bella blushed furiously under the club's poor lighting as she admitted to us that she could feel, shall we say, the level of Edward's excitement…pressed against her?! Yes! He's a red blooded man!

Stopping their fun short, Edward asked to see Bella's room, apparently looking adorable as he did so. After some teasing, butt swaying, Bella led Edward to her room and left him to go change. Once she got back, she found Edward asleep on her bed and curled up with him. How adorable must the two of them had looked!!

A few hours later and they wake up. Edward, being Edward, offers to be fair to Bella and begins to lift up his shirt, showing more and more of his spectacular chest until a flustered Bella orders him to stop. Fair play to the man I say, for wanting to even the score seeing as he got to see Bella dressed in just a bath towel!

Once they get downstairs, Edward gives Bella her flowers and then Bella cooks them both breakfast. (She's subconsciously trying to get deeper into his heart via his stomach, we're telling you!!) Bella blushed once again as she told us that Edward told her after, how he came over early because he found that he couldn't sleep because his bed felt empty after the night before!! (Insert squeals!) How beautiful is that!

After breakfast, they head over to Edwards to get some work done, i.e. painting. After a call from Pixie Cupid, inviting the couple to our local club, Bella and Edward begin to frolic on the living room floor. While they get hot and heavy, the painters from up stairs interrupt! We can only imagine the brilliant red colour that Bella must have turned into at the interruption. Unfortunately, this put a damper on the mood and the couple parted, Bella heading over to Cupid's place to get ready for the night out!

Once we were all dressed up and Edward had arrived, Pixie Cupid and yours truly, Sexy Cupid entered our living room to find Edward and Bella looking very comfortable together. Edward has his arms around Bella's waist while Bella had her arms locked around Edward's neck while they chatted. We Cupids couldn't get over how natural they looked, or how much they resembled a picture postcard!

After wielding our power of persuasion at the club bouncer, we six headed in. Pixie Cupid and I cleverly managed to detour Bella with us to the bar where we managed to get her to spill her information between the three of us deterring eager barmen.

I paused at this point, knowing what happened next, but realising that it would most likely sound better coming from Bella's point of view as the rest had done. I needed to know how she felt, and what else had transpired between the two while I had been focused on Emmett.

Luckily Alice caught onto my train of thought after I asked Bella randomly if she enjoyed our night last night. Within a few minutes, Alice was helpfully prompting Bella, getting an abundance of information.

I continued on my article, trying my best to get it all in,

After getting nicely drunk, Bella and Edward begin to kiss, getting more and more heated. We Cupids watched in awe at the sexiness as Edward pulled Bella onto his lap so that she was straddling him. Unfortunately my, Sexy Cupid's fiancé, decided to step into his big brother role and demanded that the sexy couple break it up. Bella blushed as she admitted that she forgot that we were even there when she got caught up in Edward and that she found his possessive, protective and caring manner touching.

Upon leaving the club, we found that dearest Bella was slightly unsteady on her feet, thankfully gallant Edward was there to scoop her into his arms and carry her to the carriage…jeep…

Now then! Drama people! A confused Bella added at the end how she vaguely remembered the ride hope, but half wonders if it were a dream. All we can say is that we hope that it was reality and that Edward was sober enough to understand her and work out the lost word. Sorry, we are getting ahead of ourselves, let us explain! While in the jeep, Bella told us how she vaguely remembers whispering "I lo-" to Edward. The word we predict to be 'love' being cut off by a damned yawn.

We are highly eager to hear more, especially with the final day of the ten day trial looming ahead. We can only hope that the both of them will realise that they love each other by day 10, for our sakes but more and most importantly, for their sakes!

"Dinner!" Alice called up to the guys, the very moment that I finished writing the article. I saved the document and set the laptop aside before we all delved into the beef dinner that Bella had prepared for us.

After dinner, we all headed upstairs to watch a DVD. We all lay with our respective couples and fell asleep where we were, to lazy to get up after the belly full of sleep inducing food.


I know, you've had to wait 4 days! But I'm working 13 days in a row, so my Tuesday off will be spent working like a psycho on my stories…don't know why I said psycho…ohh well.

So here's my snippet of the upcoming story which has no name atm, but i'll sort that out sharpish, remember toREVIEW for me people!! Both for the chapter above and the snippet below!!

Charlie POV.

I quickly got out of the cruiser once I'd parked beside the others and made my way over to see what the rest of my men were gawping at. "Charlie…you need to listen to me, she's okay…she's in good hands…Bella's a fighter…" one of my men told me as he came up to me, holding my shoulders in his strong hands. I wondered why the hell he mentioned Bella, why would I need reminding that she was a fighter? I knew that anyway…

Understanding dawned at me as I looked at each of the other officers who all looked back with me with pity and helplessness etched in their faces.

"No…" I croaked, tears of panic, hurt, heartbreak falling from my eyes before I roughly shoved the man in front of me out of my way and ran around the corner of the ambulance to see the truth for myself.