BPOV-

Once we were outside, Edward pulled me onto his back. "Can you at least tell me where we're going, please?" I muttered, taking a look at the castle where people would be saying their goodbyes to Jacob in only an hour.

I shouldn't have looked. As my eyes traced my surroundings, I saw it there. The coffin. I pulled my face into Edward's shoulder.

It was just there, with no one around it. It was waiting to be moved inside. People were already arriving, I could tell.

I tried hard to push the events I just saw behind. Before I knew it, we had come to a stop. We were at the meadow.

I didn't have a watch, but I knew as the time progressed when it was 1. Edward let the tears soak his shirt, yet again as I grieved for the departed. As I was doing this, I realized how much harm I was putting Edward in, by doing this. I couldn't cry any more. He would never see me cry again for Jacob Black. I had said my goodbyes to him already and the next step in trying to forget him, was forgetting him.

I had finally stopped crying and both Edward and I stayed quiet for a while.

After sometime, Edward finally spoke.

"I have been thinking about what you said earlier," He murmured. So this was what he had been doing all this time. Calculating.

"What about it?" I asked, slightly confused. Would he actually want to change me? I knew it was stupid, but something about Edward doing changing me, seemed more Romantic? I didn't know. I hoped I would figure out soon though.

"What would you be willing to trade for me changing you?" He asked, still thinking apparently.

"Anything."

"Five years?" He asked, calculating again.

I didn't know what my face looked like exactly, but I knew it had something to do with horror.

"You said anything," He reminded me.

"You'll find a way to get out of it though," I complained, now hedging my bets. "How about six months?"

Edward rolled his eyes. "That's not long enough."

"One year, then," I said. "That's as far as I'm willing to go."

"At least give me two."

"No way, 19 I can do. But if you're staying in your teens forever, so am I."

He thought for a minute. "All right. Forget time limits. If you want me to be the one- then you'll just have to meet one condition."

"Condition?" My voice went flat. "What condition?"

He spoke cautiously. "Marry me first."

I stared, speechless. "Okay. What's the punch line?"

He sighed. "You're wounding my ego, Bella. I just proposed to you and you think it's a joke."

"Edward, be serious please," I said.

"I am 100% serious."

"But… Jacob is dead. I was supposed to… well you know. What will Charlie say?"

"This is what you're worried about?" He asked, chuckling. "What Charlie will say?"

"Well, yeah. But for arguments sake, what exactly would I say to him? 'Hey Dad, I'm marrying Edward.' I don't think that would be the best words to say especially after Jacob's funeral."

"You don't have to tell him today," He said simply.

I didn't know what to say. If I were to marry him, I would want something also in return.

"Let's say I agree. I also want something in return."

"I just agreed to change you into a vampire. What more do you want?"

"I want you," I said knowing that there was no chance of him agreeing to this.

"I'm already yours, love," He said confused.

I decided he would need a hint. After last night, with Jacob's encounter, I realized there was something I wanted to do with Edward. All the time while Jacob was kissing me, I was thinking of Edward.

I kissed him and he kissed me back hesitantly but all the same. Our lips moved in synch, his body against mine. He gently pressed me to the grass, not breaking the kiss. I moved one of my hands to the buttons of his shirt. I tried to undue them, but Edward's hands formed iron grips around my wrists, thus making it impossible to accomplish what I wanted. His lips became still on mine, as he realized what I wanted.

"No, Bella," He said, pulling us both up from the ground. "I could kill you."

"I don't think you could," I muttered, looking down. "Much less would you want to. I don't think you have enough willpower to do it."

"We're not having this conversation," He muttered.

"I say we are."

"When you're stronger, maybe."

"But I won't be the same," I complained, looking disappointed.

"You'll still be Bella."

"No, Edward. You told me for the first couple years, as a newborn, all I will want is blood."

"It will wear off."

"In a couple years!"

He sighed. "If you want it so badly, you can wait."

"Please, Edward?" I pleaded. "Can we just try, please? If it doesn't work, then we don't have to do it again. But try?"

Edward started to kiss me, unlike any way he did before. His hands hitched my hip around his leg. When I gasped for air, he moved his lips down my neck. Suddenly, he stopped.

"Charlie's going to looking for you soon," He said simply.

"But…"

"I promise we will try, after you marry me."

Well it wasn't a no.

I looked into his eyes; they were burning with something I hadn't seen in them before. Lust? Love? Wanting? I did want Edward forever. I wanted to marry him. My only fear was of facing Charlie and Renee. What would Charlie say? Would he even care? All of that, I guessed, I could face later, with Edward.

"Okay," I said, looking at the grass again.

Edward was quiet for a moment. "Can I do something?" He asked.

"Anything."

"Please, please, keep in mind that you already agreed to this. I just want to do it right."

Oh no.

Edward pulled something out of his pocket and went down on one knee. I wondered how long he had that in there.

"Isabella Marie Swan? If I promise to love you forever- will you marry me?"

"Yes," I whispered.

"Thank you," He said, putting the ring on my finger. "It was my mothers."

"It's beautiful."

What had happened here? Did all of this just seriously happen?

"Let's get you home," He murmured.

I moved my hand to take off the ring, but Edward stopped me. "I think even you know that you're supposed to keep it on."

"Yes, but I don't want to explain it to Charlie."

"You're going to have to tell him sooner or later, you know."

"I know, but not now. Not today."

"Keep it. Charlie won't notice- or at least not today anyways."

"Fine," I sighed, planning on taking it off the moment I got home and Edward left me.

Edward kissed me and pulled me onto his back as he took me back home.

Maybe I would get my happily ever after, after all.