Okay... I know that it took SOOO long, but I'm really sorry. I had the biggest WB ever, and also you should have read the AN that was the last thing I posted. So you guys aren't the only ones to suffer though. My other story did as well, and I'm just glad that I can write now.

Anyway... yeah, so I hope it's okay.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight/New Moon or anything from them.

Edward's Point of View

I pulled into Bella's driveway at six thirty to pick her up. My insides were roiling, and I was pretty sure that if I could throw up, I would have by then. Anxiously getting out of the car, I ran up to the door and lifted my hand to knock. Before I could bang my fist against the door though, it opened, and Alice was there in a nice black dress. She must be going out tonight with Jasper.

"Hey, Edward," Alice greeted me with a smile. Turning a little, she yelled, "Bella! Edward's here!" I chuckled as she turned back to me and invited me in. "Bella's just finishing up." The foyer of their house was nicely furnished so that it wasn't one of those empty entrances you see sometimes in movies or other houses.

"What's up, Edward?" I turned to grin at Emmett.

"Nothing much." Moving forward, I clasped arms in greeting with the man.

"Now, you better take care of my little sister," Emmett warned, though in a friendly way.

"Emmett!" I heard Bella screech. We all faced the stairs, and my jaw dropped as Bella came down the stairs. She was flushing, as usual, by all the attention. Her hair was pulled up into a messy, yet dainty, bun near the top of her head, several loose tendrils framing her heart-shaped face. A little mascara and eye-liner accentuated her chocolate eyes, and rosy-pink gloss colored her lips. She was dressed comfortably, but with a semi-dressy outfit that could work outside or at a fancy restaurant. She was wearing a khaki skirt than went down to just above her knee in a loose fashion so that if she twirled it would fan out around her, a dark blue, short sleeved shirt with a light tan jacket around her shoulders.

"Bella," I breathed in greeting, and I heard Alice stifle a satisfied laugh. Bella smiled in return to my ogling grin.

"Hello, Edward."

Damn, Bella looks nice tonight. Edward better be good to her. Bella glared at Emmett, and I merely looked at him.

"I will, and watch it." Emmett stood shocked, and then laughed uproariously when he remembered my ability.

Bella looks so cute! I'm so glad she let me do her make-up and hair. Alice's thoughts were full of excitement and happiness and bubbly joy.

"Ready to go?" I asked Bella, who nodded with another glare at her family before stepping out the door with me.

"Have fun!" Esme called out. I knew she was joyous that Bella had finally found someone. Bella ran over to the car and grinned triumphantly as she opened the door. Stepping away from Bella's door, I got into my car and started it. If Bella wanted to get at me, then two could play at that game. Revving the engine, I sped out onto the highway. The fastest I'd ever driven to Port Angeles in the short amount of time that I'd been here was twenty minutes and thirty four seconds. We made it in nineteen minutes. Bella appeared nervous the whole ride.

"That was not funny," she said to me when I laughed at her expression.

"Yes, it is." Bella got out of the car and marched several feet before she stopped. She stared at the set up in front of her, then turned back to face me with a shocked look on her face. Chuckling, I ran out to her side and twined my fingers with hers.

Bella's Point of View

I gazed at the amazing scene before me, mezmorized. A light, dark blue and white quilt was settled on the grass of the deserted park. Small lanterns and candles hung from branches in trees that surrounded the quilt, and the eretheral glow gave the area a beautiful, romantic setting. Flowers grew in little spurts around in the grass, but small bundles of flowers were tied together with twine. Dear God, they were pink tulips and daisies; my favorite. That wasn't the most shocking though; sitting at the edge of the quilt, looking totally out of place, was a small piano. Not keyboard, but piano. How that was possible, I had no idea.

Turning back to Edward, I saw him laugh at my expression. He dashed to my side before taking my hand and tangling our fingers together. He led me to the quilt and used a hand to help me sit down.

"I'm not even going to ask how you got the piano here." He laughed loudly, and I reveled in the feeling of making him laugh. It felt nice, knowing that I was able to make him happy and make him laugh so easily.

"Don't," he suggested. After we were settled on the ground, I cast him a suspicious glance.

"What exactly are we doing here?" I asked. "It's not exaclty like we can eat." I reminded him with a wave toward the picnic basket that sat in the corner of the blanket. Edward winked.

"I know. Trust me, there's no food in there." I eyed the basket. It was huge. Edward then stood, but motioned for me to stay sitting. He moved to the piano bench. I ignored his motions, but sat next to him. Edward began to play, and I smiled to myself when I recognized Debussy. Resting my head on his shoulder, I listened to Edward's playing with my eyes closed.

Then the song changed, and I heard Edward whisper in my ear as he played, "This was inspired by you." I sat motionless, taking in every note. The unbearably sweet melody was underlayed by many emotions that were often indescribable in their complexity. I knew I'd be crying if possible as the notes filled the air.

When the last strains faded from the air, Edward turned his head to me.

"You like it?" he asked quietly. I nodded against his shoulder, and he wrapped his arms around me before standing, which forced me to rise with him.

"Next," he told me, and we sat on the quilt again.

I lay back and he did as well.

"They are so beautiful," I said.

"What?"

"The stars." Turning my head to him, I flushed to see he was looking back at me.

"Do you recognize any of them?" I shook my head.

"Well, it changes as the world turns and moves, but tonight their's Cancer, for one." He pointed, but I didn't see what he was pointing at.

(AN: Yeah... don't know if you can see Cancer in Washington, but I just looked up constellations you could see in March)

"Where?" He moved closer, grabbed my hand, and lifted it with his so that we could both see it from the same angle.

"It's there."

"That's just a line that forks off!"

"Well, people a long time ago had very imaginative minds. What else did they have to do?"

"You'd know, wouldn't you?"

Edward scoffed. "I'm not that old!" I turned to face him as he did me.

"Yes yo-" Edward cut me off by pressing his lips to mine, and I immediately forgot what we'd been saying.

"No fair," I whispered when we broke apart.

He grinned at me in reply.

"Yes, fair."

"Fine." When Edward leaned in again, I turned so my back was to him. I couldn't see his face, but I was sure that he was pouting.

"Then you don't get to see what the rest of the night is." What! I turned to face him, and he smirked before lightly kissing my lips once more then standing up. He helped me up, and I looked at him.

"So, where are we going?"

"You'll see." My turn to pout.

"You said I'd get to see what we were doing for the night!"

"See, yes. I never said I would tell you."

"You cheat."

"I know." With that he grabbed my hand and we lightly ran over to his Volvo, seating me gently.

"I hate suprises," I informed him curtly. He chuckled, but didn't reply.