Sorry for not updating in forever! You know how it goes: writer's block, NaNoWriMo, writer's block….
Anyway, I was complaining to Ashleigh about not being able to write this and she was all simple and then I got ideas, so I writed them. Yes I said writed and no I don't mean wrote.
I had no clue it was going to be this long but I hope the length makes up for the lack of updates, haha just kidding.

Review and remember that I do not own Twilight but I do own Daniel.

Ashleigh's POV

After the airport landed, Daniel and I got into my car (which I had left at the airport when I flew to Forks) and rode to my house in Seaham. I was a little bit nervous about showing him my house, and I wasn't sure if he was expecting to stay there or in a hotel. I would gladly let him stay at my house, of course, but if I said it and he was planning on staying in a hotel then would it seem too forward or something? Sigh.

When we started to pass Café Crème, I pointed it out to Daniel and told him that was where I worked. He looked at it and turned back to me.

"Why do you work there? I mean, you could clearly have a higher job with greater pay." I looked at him in surprise. I hadn't expected a question like that. "No offense," he added quickly.

"Um. I've never really thought about it, I guess. I like having a low key job, though. And you have to remember that I wasn't into interacting with vampires, so I led the most human life possible. Plus, it gave me more time to be alone, which I like. D." I added the 'd' to make a past tense as an afterthought, realising that I had not yet adapted to the fact that I would not be alone now, and not knowing if I liked the change or not. If Daniel had noticed, he did not comment on it.

"How come you didn't want to interact with vampires?" We were almost to my house by now. I thought in silence for awhile. I don't know if I was ready to tell Daniel about Caleb. I'm not sure I could handle it yet.

"I… Just needed distance from them. That happens when you love one but hate the rest." My last sentence was spoken bitterly and I mentally cursed myself for saying it, for now Daniel would surely ask questions. To my surprise, he didn't. Of course, we were at my house by then.

My house looked kind of like the kind you would find in the suburbs, but it was secluded. There were other houses on the street, but they weren't close together at all. And I had the house that was farthest away from them; when the street and the houses had been built, someone made a mathematical error which made the lawn to my house bigger than the rest, thus distancing me from the neighbors. I suppose it was sort of pathetic, and showed how much of a loner I was, but I really was so I didn't care.

I parked my Eclipse in front of the house and dug around the backseat, looking for my house keys. Daniel had gotten out of the car and was standing in front of the lawn, looking at my house silently. Suddenly I remembered that I hadn't brought my keys with me, I left them in my hiding place on the porch. I laughed and shut my car, going up to Daniel.

"What's funny?" He smiled a bit.

"I was looking around in my car for my keys like an idiot when I realised that I didn't bring them." I rolled my eyes at myself. Daniel laughed slightly but looked curious.

"If you don't have your keys, how will we get into your house?"

"Oh, they're hidden inside the light bulb on my porch. The light fixture broke a long time ago, and I never fixed it. Putting a key underneath the 'welcome' mat is too predictable, and I don't have a 'welcome' mat, so I made a hole in the light bulb and put my key inside of it. Very handy. Plus the fact that I never have a porch light on keeps my neighbors from visiting, or whatever." As I talked, we walked up my yard and to my porch where I retrieved the key from its hiding place and unlocked the door. We stepped into the dark house and I hurried to flip on all the lights.

"So, you're very reclusive, then." Daniel commented.

"Well, I was. But it's not like I had any friend to visit my house anyway. But I've realised that I've kind of missed the company of fellow vampires." I smiled at him. It wasn't fair, I really loved being around Daniel because I loved him, but my dead heart still ached for Caleb. I hadn't talked to any vampires after Caleb's death until Edward came into Café Crème. And I certainly hadn't loved anyone else since then, much less another vampire. On one hand, I was afraid. Afraid that Daniel would disappear too, afraid that I was betraying Caleb. But on the other hand, I was ready to start a new life, a life resembling the one I used to have, when I was never alone and I had someone to love and love me back. The question was: could I go back to that life quickly and without mistake after being solitary for so long?

After I flipped all the lights on, I gave Daniel a mini-tour. After the hallway from entering the house, there was my living room. It was pretty much barren, with just a couch and a television set. DVDs and magazines were scattered all over the place, somehow never making it onto the coffee table or tv desk.
I smiled embarrassingly and showed Daniel the kitchen.

"I have dishes in this cabinet over here, and then I use the other cabinets for storage. Don't ask me what's in each one, because I really don't know. I swear I use my kitchen as a desk, for all the crap that I have nowhere else to put. The fridge and freezer are, of course, empty. Except for the blood I keep in there for when I'm too lazy to hunt." I smiled at him.

"You keep blood?"

"Yes, sometimes I bring a container with me when I go hunting and I collect blood to store in case I don't have the time to hunt, or in emergencies. Or when I'm too lazy, of course." Although I liked hunting, because it helped me think. But sometimes it was better to refrain from hunting and drink stored blood, because going out of the house always ran the risk of having to talk to someone. And when I was really into my solitude, I preferred to sit in the house all day and drink stored blood.

"Okay," Daniel said slowly. I could tell he thought it was weird, and I knew it was. I smiled as I led him out of the kitchen and walked down the hallway.

"There are two bedrooms and a bathroom down there." We walked down the hall and I pointed out each room, explaining its purpose (since I obviously had no need for a bedroom or a bathroom).

"This room is basically my guest room. I keep some stuff here, and sometimes I like to lay on the bed and pretend that I can sleep, but I try to keep this room clean in case I were ever to have guests." I laughed softly.

"The closet in that room is a whole bunch of clothes that I used to like, but don't anymore. The older fashions, totally ridiculous. And then the bathroom is my more clean one, the one where I know the placement of every single product, mostly only products that I would use every day. Such as shampoo and hairspray and eyeliner." I ignored the room at the very end of the hall. That was my Caleb room. Everything that reminded me about him, whether it was clothes I wore back then or a random book written by someone named Caleb, I kept in there. Sometimes, when the pain became too much, I would go into that room and reminisce. Most of the time I would end up dry sobbing for a few hours. I kept that door locked.

Daniel noticed, however. "What's in the other room?" He asked as we began walking back down the hall towards the stairs.

"Uh, a private work room." I quickly changed topic as we reached the stairs.

"The reason why all the clean stuff is down here is because I usually stay upstairs, and this is where it gets messy," I warned him as we walked up the stairs. He smiled.

"There are three bedrooms and a bathroom up here, I know it's pretty ridiculous since I don't need any of that but I didn't make the house. The bathroom is where I keep all of my makeup and all that girly stuff for when I'm bored or of I have to go to a special occasion, you know. Pretty boring for you. And the room right across from it is my main room. That's where I do most of my stuff, like computer and tv and read and write, all that. I have a pretty good sound system in there for my iPod, the comfiest couch ever made, a television that's actually quite large, endless notebooks, and my laptop. It also has a closet with all my main clothes, but I keep all my old clothes in the other rooms' closets and when I switch my style, I switch my main closet. So basically, I have the dream girl house." I smiled in humour.

"The room closer to the bathroom is probably the messiest one in the house. I guess I refer to it as my storage room, but I don't just keep stuff in there and stay in my main room all the time. Change of scenery, you know. Then the room at the end of the hall, is my more work-ish bedroom. It still has a bed, but the desks are overflowing with books. I suppose you could call it my library. Sometimes I like to work there instead of my regular room, so if I'm distracted, then at least it's by something literary." I smiled.

"So that's it." I sighed, shrugging at the library room.

"It's like you have a mansion hidden inside a plain, normal little suburban home." Daniel smiled.

I laughed and agreed with him. "Yeah, I suppose so. I think it's kind of weird, but it's always nice to have a few extra bedrooms in case I ever were to have guests. Guests that sleep, anyway." Oh the awkwardness of wondering if Daniel would be staying here or not. I suppose he picked up on it too because he looked down at his feet as he shifted his weight back and forth. I was about to laugh and tell him that he could stay here, I didn't care, but the nervousness got to me too.

Suddenly Daniel looked up. "How come there weren't any, like, pictures or paintings or anything on any of the walls? I mean, you seem to have a lot of stuff, but every room is like… Bare." Hmm, I had always noticed that too. Through all the clutter and crap, my house was ultimately empty.

I sighed. "I guess I've just never had a life to fill up on the walls. At least not one…" I trailed off. Not one that mattered? Not one that would be happening anytime soon? Not one that was public? All of the life I need was in the Caleb room.

Daniel nodded absently, picking up on my reluctance and reclusion.

He spoke suddenly. "Do you want me to stay here? I mean, in Seaham. You just have this life, this life of not living and not being with people. And I don't want to intrude just because I didn't want you to run off to Seaham by yourself, but I guess that wasn't really my place, I just wanted to tell you that I loved you, and then you seemed to want to show me where you lived but I don't have to stay here, I can go back to Forks or something, I just—" I cut off Daniel's nervous rambling by placing a soft kiss on his lips.

"Ok don't get your knickers in a twist," I smiled teasingly. "It's ok. I didn't really realise it until recently, but after meeting you and all of the Cullens, it would be hard to go back to my life the way I was living it here. I suppose I just did it because it was the only way to get away from my life before that. But now I'm ready to start a new life, and I want you to be in it; I'm done with seclusion." I smiled again. Daniel's topaz eyes gazed at me softly through long lashes, and he smiled back. If I could blush, I would have.

"So… You've intrigued me. Just how large is 'quite large' for a television?" I smirked happily, grabbed his hand, and skipped down to my room. I threw open my door (it was the only one that was closed besides the Caleb room) and showed him.

First stepping into the room, you saw my window and my desk. We turned to the left and I walked Daniel over to my comfortable couch and sat down. He sat next to me so we faced the right of the room, where the tv was. It was hidden by the door when you opened the door, but sitting on the couch had you face it.

"Whoa," Daniel breathed as he looked at the blank television screen. I smiled.

"It's built into the wall." And built into the wall indeed, for it was almost as big as the wall. Not quite as low, though. It was close to the size of a movie theatre screen, but you could see every inch of the screen perfectly from the couch.

"And get this: I can plug my laptop into it and play videos from the computer. Like Youtube videos, or things that aren't on tv channels anymore." I smiled, knowing he was impressed. Sure enough, Daniel turned to me with wide eyes.

"And yet you actually leave the house?" He asked, dumbfounded. I giggled and nodded.

"You're crazy, woman," he muttered as he kissed me gently. His words made me want to laugh again, but I was too caught up in the kiss. He shifted on the couch, turning towards me, and I entwined my fingers in his hair. His arms snaked around my waist and pulled me closer, gently. My breath came out in a sigh as my lips pressed into his with more force. His hesitance dissolved quickly and his lips became rougher, more urgent, as my body got pulled closer to his again. I leaned into him without a second thought. But just as I leaned into him, his arms tightened around me to pull me closer again, and he fell back against the couch and I fell on top of him.

"Oh! I'm sorry!" I jumped up quickly in one swift movement. He sat up with embarrassment on his face and we stared at each other for awhile, non-blushing. After a few moments, I bit my lip and looked around the room randomly.

"Uh… where, I mean what, I mean what were, I mean where did, I mean… Um. My, I mean you, I mean if, i-it's no, I mean, um?" I was going to ask if he wanted to stay here, but it was too bloody awkward. Daniel got my drift though.

"Well, I was, you, I mean if, but I, you know, 'cause, yeah…" He looked at the floor nervously and then back at me. We laughed.

"Yeah, I mean it's no problem, I just didn't, you know, but you know, I…" That was less awkward but still weird.

"Sure, I just didn't want, you know, but if you, yeah, that's cool, I mean, you know." So it was settled, Daniel was staying here. Ok, now that that embarrassment was over with.

"Hey! You didn't bring clothes, did you?" Daniel's mind recollected and then he frowned in embarrassment.

"No."

I squealed loudly, causing him to jump. "We have to buy you new clothes!!!" I all but screamed in his ear as I grabbed his hand and yanked him from the couch, barely remembering to grab my jacket and purse as we left my room.

Once he recognised the meaning of my words, he cursed almost as loudly as I had screamed. I halted immediately, turning to him in mock surprise.

"Daniel… something… Cullen," I started in a reprimanding tone (you know, the kind that your mum gives when you're in trouble and she says your full name?) "Uhh…" I stopped, realising that I didn't know his name.

"Daniel James… Cullen, I guess. I haven't used any one last name for a long period of time and I had never belonged to a coven, so…" He shrugged.

"Daniel Cullen, well it suits you. Oh, I'm Ashleigh Spurr Hallimond, by the way. The Spurr Hallimond should actually be hyphenated since they're both last names, but I don't remember my middle name from when I was human and the last time I needed a full name, I had a different last name to use…" I trailed off. I had used Caleb's last name for the most part, but took it off a few decades after he died. When I was with him, Spurr-Hallimond was my middle name. But now Spurr was my middle name and Hallimond was my last name. Though I sometimes thought that Hallimond Spurr sounded better, but Ashleigh Hallimond sounded better than Ashleigh Spurr in my opinion, and if my name was Ashleigh Spurr Hallimond, then my initials spelled ASH, which was the nickname to Ashleigh that I hated being called, and Caleb had thought it was funny. So there we go.

Daniel smirked and shook my hand. "Nice to meet you." I rolled my eyes with a smile and tugged on his arm again, fleeing down the stairs.

"To the town!!!" I yelled enthusiastically as we flew out the door.

Odd ending, I know, but then I can do a mall chapter! Gahhhhhh Daniel is going to get some really HOTTTT clothes.

Thanks to my beta, Obsessedwithwriting, who is Ashleigh's namesake and character base. Of course, Ashleigh is WAY cooler than Ashleigh. But which Ashleigh do I mean? Bwhahahaha. B.N.- Ok one it's obvious that it's vampire Ashleigh since she's a vampire and vampire's are cooler than me, and two, I added a bit of a funny saying because I wouldn't put chillax and other stuff that sounded wrong for UK talk. AND PEOPLE GO REVIEW THIS NOW!!!! I did karate for over a year, I know my moves! A.N- ok fine, metro centre not mall. Mam not mom. And suburbs are like the cross between urban and rural. Urban is the city, like New York, and rural is more countryside, where you have to walk 10 miles to get to a small store. Suburbs are inbetween that, but suburban-style homes look alike and are practically connected to each other. I suppose it's just normal housing then, I don't know. ….In three days you'll understand why I said chillax. And thanks, since I obviously know nothing about the UK. Of course I meant you, because you're my friend and you actually exist, but I suppose vampires are pretty cool.