A/N – Here is the next chapter. Sorry for it taking so long to get out, but I hope I will be forgiven! ENJOY!!!

Chapter 14

E POV

"What happened to you kids?" Charlie asked, shocked.

Bella and I exchanged looks, and grinned.

"What on earth? You kids must be freezing! Let me get you some towels and hot chocolate." Ms. Melody offered, taking in our soaking wet clothes and hair.

"Thanks," Bella murmured, shivering.

I hadn't realized how cold it was until I saw Bella shivering violently. I wanted so badly to hold her to keep her warm and dry, but I myself wasn't on the warm side either.

Ms. Melody came bustling in with two towels draped over her arm and steaming cups of hot chocolate in each hand.

I took both of the towel, and wrapped Bella securely first before wrapping up myself. She smiled a grateful smile, and I gladly smiled back.

I took a hot chocolate, and Bella took the other.

"Thanks," I smiled.

"No problem. I just want you two to get nice and warm. Who would want a bunch of sick children?" Ms. Melody joked. I smiled.

"Charlie, can you get the fireplace going? There are some matches on the mantel there," Ms. Melody directed.

"Sure, thing." Charlie got up, and lit the fire. Bella and I walked over and sat in front of it, with our hands outward towards the flames.

We sat in a pleasant silence for a little while before Bella broke it.

"Are you excited?" She asked.

"Yes, I am. Are you?" I retorted.

"I am. But… I'm a little nervous. I'm sure I'll be fine within a day or two. Once I'm settled in for sure," she assured.

"I think that we should start packing now. If we're leaving in the morning that is," I suggested.

"What time tomorrow?" She questioned.

"I'm not sure actually," I turned awkwardly to face Esme and Carlisle. "What time will we be leaving tomorrow?" I asked.

"Does eleven am sound good to you?" Esme asked.

I nodded.

"Will you have enough time to pack?" Carlisle asked. "Or do you need more time?"

"I think I'll be fine. I'll get started on that tonight so that I'll be ready," I smiled. They smiled back.

"Eleven…" Bella sighed.

"Bella, would you mind if we headed out a bit later? Around noon? I still have some things to check over with Ms. Melody here," Charlie asked Bella politely.

Wait…what? Why later? What things were there to discuss, surely nothing as important as to make Bella stay longer.

"Yes. That's alright with me," Bella agreed. It seemed like she wanted more time anyways. More time to say goodbye.

"Okay then." Charlie smiled, then turned to Esme and Carlisle and resumed their conversation.

"Do you want to pack now then?" I asked Bella again since we both now knew when we would departure.

"Yeah. Let's go." Bella stood up and pulled me up with her.

"Oh here dear, I'll take that for you." Ms. Melody smiled sticking out her hand for the towels and now-empty mugs.

"Thank-you." I responded, handing her the items. She just smiled again.

Bella and I walked out of the living room. When we knew we were out of sight, I reached to hold her hand. I suddenly remembered the day at the river when I nearly did hold her hand.

I chuckled to myself.

"What?" Bella asked, smiling.

"Nothing," I shrugged trying to give her an innocent look. She didn't buy it.

"Please?" She pouted. How could I resist that?

"I was just remembering something," I told her, honestly.

"Oh," was all she said.

When we reached the upstairs hallway, Bella and I didn't want to part. But it was necessary if we wanted to leave on time tomorrow.

I smiled at her, and she smiled back before departing. I walked backwards, watching her go until I saw she was in her room.

I sighed, and went into my own room. This is going to take a while.

B POV

I walked into my room, and stopped, not sure of what to do next.

Deciding that being in my wet clothes was not the smartest thing ever; I walked over to my dresser, picked out my pajamas and got changed quickly, not wanting to waste any time.

The next thing I did was grab my suitcase from under my bed. I didn't even know why I had one of these, because I never went anywhere outside of Forks.

I sighed. This was going to take a very long time.

……………………………………………………

With my now-packed suitcase in one hand, and over-stuffed duffle bag in other, I walked down the stairs, careful not to fall.

I was walking ever so slowly, when my foot slipped on one of the steps, and I went tumbling over.

"Oof!" I breathed when I had finally stopped falling.

Carlisle, Esme, Charlie, and Ms. Melody all came rushing in too see what had happened. I smiled sheepishly at them.

"Bella are you alright?" Charlie asked.

"Yeah…yeah I'm good," I replied. My voice was strangled from having a suitcase on top of me, and a duffle bag digging into my stomach.

Ms. Melody burst into a laughing fit. I glared up at her.

"C'mon…dear… time to get…up," she said in between chuckles, while outstretching her arm towards me.

I took her hand and stood up. I shook off all of the dust, and turned to pick up my bags, but, they were already in Charlie's hands.

"I'll bring these out to the cruiser. Do you have everything?" He asked.

"Almost. I packed and over-night bag with things I'll need before I leave tomorrow," I explained.

"Oh, well alright then." Charlie walked out of the F.A.C. and returned shortly luggage-less.

"Well let's not just stand here like a bunch of goofs. Let's go do something!" Ms. Melody suggested. She seemed hyper. I had never seen her act that way before.

I looked at Carlisle and Esme questioningly, they just shrugged.

We all walked back into the living room. There on the table, was a bottle of half-empty, red wine.

Oh, God. Ms. Melody shouldn't have that much to drink. One Christmas, she had too many margaritas, and started grinding on Santa. Later on that night, I awoke to the sound of music, and yelling. I had gone downstairs to check it out, and when I rounded the corner to the kitchen, she was up making bread. It was three o'clock in the morning. The yelling was her belting out the lyrics to My Humps.

"Did somebody let her have all this wine?" I asked, looking cautiously around the room.

"She said it was okay. We tried to protest, but she insisted that she was only going to have one glass," Esme admitted.

"Oh no," I said gravely.

"What? What is it? Could a few glasses of wine cause a huge catastrophe?" Carlisle asked innocently.

"When it's Ms. Melody…yes, yes it can. I need Edwards help. Make sure she doesn't have any more. Okay? Also, make sure that she stays seated. That's the safest way to go about things," I instructed.

"Will do." Charlie nodded.

I dashed out of the room, and up the stairs. When I reached Edwards room, I started pounding on the door mechanically.

The door opened a crack, and Edward poked his head out.

"Hello Bella," he greeted.

"Edward, you need to come downstairs…now," I urged.

He looked at my face to take in my expression. He knew this one all too well. It was the same one I used the last time this happened, the only expression I ever used with something like this.

"Oh no…she didn't!" He gasped.

I nodded somberly. He opened the door more and came running out.

He was well ahead of me, taking two steps at a time. I was only taking one at time, in case I fell again.

By the time I reached the living room Edward was by Ms. Melody's side. She was sitting in the beige recliner. Another glass of wine in hand.

"What happened?" I asked eyeing the wine glass.

"We…we couldn't stop her…" Esme admitted.

"How come? What did she do?" I asked, concerned.

"It all happened so fast… and…and… I don't know. One minute she didn't have any, the next she was dancing. After we got her to take a seat the wine was already in her hand. We tried to pry it out, but she has a very strong hold," Esme explained.

"Edward, can you try, please?" I questioned.

"I can try…," Edward looked over at Ms. Melody warily. She was smiling like a goof.

"Ms. Melody, may I see your wine for just a moment?" Edward asked pleasantly.

"But…why do you want it?" She retorted. Her words all came out in a slur.

"I just want to check if it's alright. I'll bring you back more," he promised. We all knew he was playing a trick, and we all knew that Ms. Melody was too wasted to think coherently.

"More?" She brightened up, holding her glass triumphantly.

"Thank –you," Edward said, taking the glass gently and slowly from her hands.

When he had the whole glass completely in his hand, and out of her reach, he handed it to me.

I went to the kitchen, and dumped it into the sink. I ran back and grabbed the rest of the bottle. There was even less in it than before.

I sighed. There was no point in keeping the rest, so I dumped that as well.

When I returned Ms. Melody was asleep, and snoring.

I looked at Edward quizzically.

He pulled up his hand and shook a bottle of Tylenol. I chuckled, and he did too.

"Well," Charlie stood up with a sigh. "I best be heading home now. See you tomorrow Bells. I'll be back around ten am. Goodnight," he smiled.

"See you later…Dad," I struggled. Wary that he wouldn't like that, but he grinned back.

"Night Esme, Carlisle." He waved and walked out of the F.A.C.

We all stayed in place for a little while. But then the silence was becoming eerie and awkward.

I heard footsteps and whispering. Everyone exchanged confused glances.

I shot up my index finger to signal that I'd be right back.

I tip-toed out of the living and went to the staircase. Lauren and some other girl who I was not aware of came creeping down the stairs.

"Lauren?" I whispered.

"Bella?" She asked.

"Yeah. What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" she retorted.

"I'm down here with Edward, Esme, Carlisle and Ms. Melody. What are you doing?" I asked again.

"I'm uh…hungry," she lied.

"Since when do you eat?" I mocked.

"Na, na, na, nooni, nooni," she mocked back. Does this girl not know how to either come up with a good come-back, or at least defend herself?

"What. Are. You. Doing Lauren?" I asked, yet again.

"What's to you?" She questioned.

"Nothing really. I just want to know out of mere curiosity," I confessed.

"Ugh. Whatever," she sighed.

"So where are you going? And who is that?" I asked. I tried to see if I could remember the dark-haired girl behind her but couldn't.

She sighed and flipped her hair. "This is Leah. She's here visiting. And we aren't going anywhere!" She was aggravated now.

"Lauren, just tell me what you're doing," I knew it was none of my business, but if she ended missing and I was the last one to talk to her, then I would be the one who gets the blame.

"I'm going to the den, to watch a movie," she said. I noticed she was carrying a blanket, popcorn, and a DVD.

"Oh. Why didn't you just say that then?" I asked. That was such a simple thing to do.

"Because. God." She stopped out of the hallway and into the den. I heard the T.V. come on, and I returned to the living room.

"Who was it?" Edward asked. He was now sitting with Esme and Carlisle on the couch.

"Lauren and a girl named Leah," I explained.

"Oh yeah. Leah is the girl who came to visit from the Reservation. Isn't she supposed to be leaving tonight?" Edward asked. I shrugged.

"Oh well," he responded.

"It's getting late, and I don't like driving too late at night. Are you ready to go, honey?" Carlisle asked Esme.

"Yes, I am," Esme responded.

"Goodnight Edward and Bella," Esme smiled.

"Goodnight," We responded at the same time.

Esme and Carlisle stood, hand-in-hand, and walked out of the room. Alice and Emmett had taken a cab earlier because they had some sort of party to go to.

"What are we going to with her?" I asked Edward nodding my head towards the now-sleeping Ms. Melody.

"Hm-mm…" he pondered. "I'll carry her up the spare room," he suggested, confidently.

"Why don't we just let her sleep on the couch?" I suggested. It'd be much, much easier to move her, when the couch was all of one foot away.

"That seems to be more easier," he agreed.

Edward put one arm at the back of her knee caps, and put another arm around her shoulders. Bride-style.

I started chuckling when Ms. Melody's head fell backwards, from lack of support. She snored lightly.

"Do you want some help?" I whispered, even though I knew she wasn't going to wake up.

"No, I'm good. Thanks," He smiled his crooked smile.

He swiftly moved her to the couch and grabbed an afghan from the arm of the sofa. Edward tucked her in tightly and walked over to me.

"It's getting late," Edward said pulling me into a hug.

"I'm not tired," I objected.

"I think you should rest up. You have a nig day ahead of you tomorrow," he whispered softly in my ear. I shivered involuntarily.

"I-I still don't want to sleep," my voice was barely a whisper. I was surprised he could hear me.

"Bella, stop being so absurd, and please rest,"

I gaped. "Absurd? Far from. And I don't want to sleep yet," I could tell that he was weakening a little. Muahaha

"Fine," he sighed.

I smiled. "So what do you want to do?" I asked.

"Well, it is our last night here. Let's do something special," he suggested, playing with a piece of my hair.

I sighed happily, and smiled.

"Do you want to go outside?" He asked.

"Yeah, yeah I do," I responded.

He smiled, then ran out of the room. I stayed put, with a confused expression on my face. Where'd he go?

He came back shortly with a blanket in his hand. Realization hit me.

Edward took my hand in his, and we went out the back door and he set out the blanket.

He lied down, and I did the same.

"Bella, since I was eleven, I have had these feelings, towards a person…and they just keep getting stronger and stronger. Basically what I'm trying to say is…is…"he paused.

I looked at him lovingly. These were the same words he used when he was trying to tell me he loved me.

"So what I'm trying to say is… I love you Bella. I always have, and I always wi-," Since his words were different, I still attempted to cut him off, with my lips on his.

Our lips moved passionately together. I brought my hands up to his neck and ran my fingers through his hair.

He wrapped his hands around my waist, pulling me in closer. I had to cut off the kiss though, otherwise I'd pass out.

When I finally pulled away, we both started gasping.

"Will," he smiled, finishing his sentence.

"I love you, too, Edward," I grinned. How did Edward manage to do everything so perfect?

He smiled his amazingly gorgeous crooked smile back, and my heart stopped for a moment. This boy was going to be the death of me. I sighed happily.

"Bella," Edward said after ten minutes. "I think that we should head in now,"

"As much as I'm enjoying this, I think you're right," I repeated his words this time.

We both sighed and got up lazily, and walked back into the F.A.C.

Edward walked me to my bedroom door.

"Goodnight, see you in the morning. I love you." He whispered, kissing my forehead.

"Goodnight. I love you, too." I breathed, smiling. I didn't want to let go of his hand, but we both needed sleep.

I opened my door, and got changed quickly. That little movement made me even more tired.

I crept into bed and pulled the covers over me, and fell asleep quickly.

A/N- Did you like? Or hate it? It was mainly just a filler… more interesting things will be next chapter with new characters introduced! WII!! And I will be attempting to update a lot, but school is killing me! I'm always trying to write something for you guys, and I'm not doing so well. Anyways, I think I'll manage! :D