OK, OK, I know you're all probably ready to kill me for not updating in forever. And it probably doesn't help that this chapter isn't very long. I'm really sorry. My problem is, I know where I want this story to go, I just don't know how to get there. Again, I really am sorry.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, or anything else Twilight. Please don't sue me!

Bella's POV

"Can I take the blindfold off now?" I asked Edward as he carried me...somewhere. Where exactly, I wasn't sure.

"No, love, just a few more moments."

"But you know I hate surprises."

He pressed a cool finger to my lips. "Humor me."

Seconds later, I was placed on what felt like a soft blanket on the ground. I reached up with my good hand to untie the knot at the back of my head, only to have it pinned to my side.

"Edward..."

I was answered only by a kiss on my cheek.

"Please? I really want to take this thing off," I told him, shaking my head, attempting to get the silky fabric to slip off; it didn't work. "If you don't let me, I'll get up and try to walk. Since I can barely do that when I can see, just imagine what kind of damage I could inflict to myself with a blindfold on."

"Nice try," Edward said from somewhere next to me, chuckling. "You know what Carlisle said. No walking for a another two weeks. Besides, that would ruin the surprise."

"But-"

"Alright, alright, I'll take it off," he finally caved, and seconds later, the silk slipped from my face.

What I saw amazed me. The meadow – our meadow – was covered in varying shades of blue. There were ribbons hanging from the branches of the surrounding trees, and dozens upon dozens of candles bathing us in their warm, soft glow as the day faded to twilight. A small picnic basket rested next to me on the blanket. Looking up, I noticed there wasn't a single cloud obscuring the gorgeous view of the first few stars or half full moon only beginning to appear above us.

"Edward, it's beautiful," I told him, still gazing up.

"Yes, you are," he replied. I looked over at him, and he was staring at me. It was undeniably cheesy, but somehow, it just fit.

"You didn't have to do all of this," I told him.

"But I felt bad that you can't go anywhere or do anything. And I love you."

"I love you, too."

After a quick kiss, he leaned over and pulled the basket closer to him, emptying the contents of it on to the blanket in front off us. I looked at the spread before me. Everything looked and smelled delicious. "So, we have a few sugar cookies, a little bit strawberry cheesecake, and some kind of chocolate mousse. I don't think Esme was sure of what you would like so she made a variety. Take your pick."

"Surprise me." At my request, Edward pulled out a plate and placed a little of everything on it. Then he held a forkful of cheesecake poised in front of my mouth. "Edward, I think I can feed myself."

"Bella, just open your mouth," he said impatiently, mocking my tone. I rolled my eyes, but obliged.

The food's appearance was deceiving; it wasn't anywhere near delicious...it was more than that - something you would expect from a five-star restaurant. The crust of the cheesecake was smooth and buttery, and the strawberries were the perfect mixture of sweet and tart. The cookies and mousse was very much the same – more than exceeding my expectations. When I was finally finished and we had finished cleaning up, the sky had deepened, making the stars sparkle like diamonds set in dark purple velvet. I leaned against Edward, and he wrapped his arms around me. A warm summer breeze swirled around us and grabbed a hold of the strands of my hair, determined to make it tickle my cheeks until I turned my face into Edward's chest. He leaned back onto the blanket, capturing a piece of my hair for himself.

"Have I told you how happy I am you agreed to marry me?" he asked as he twisted my brown locks through is fingers and I lay on his chest.

"I believe you have," I told him, "but if you want to tell me again, I won't object."

He chuckled, and I thought of the first time we had come here, how happy and relaxed he seemed. It was exactly the same now; so little had changed, but so much was different.

"I'm so happy I would go up to every person in the state of Washington and tell them you said yes if I could. I'm so happy that I can't stop smiling no matter how hard I try. I'm so happy that I'll give you anything you want, even if that means making you one of the eternally damned."

I froze at his words. Was he agreeing to making me one of him, right now, at this very moment?

"Would you?" I asked. "Right now?"

He looked at me with so much emotion – so much love – that I realized that he would in fact go against his better judgement and wishes if it meant that I was truly happy. And I would be, as long as I could be with Edward forever. As long as we were together.

"If it's what you really want..."

So it's a bit of a cliffy. Sorry about that, but it makes me want to write more, faster so I don't leave you hanging for too long. Review, even if it's just to yell at me for not updating sooner.