Edward glanced upon Elise. This was the moment he was waiting for, the time he was just too sure that his plan would work. Elise had, for the most part, lost her memory at that site. According to William, kneeling unto the dirty ground, palms stained with brown mud, she lost consciousness. If his plan would work, everything would fall into place like that rainy night.

Elise reached for his hand and gave it a squeeze, encouraging him to move forward to the graves of his parents. He looked around, noticing how the headstones had changed yet what remained were the same words that haunted him. How he was still alive, a thousand years later and that they have been gone more than he could ever recall. Them, a distant memory, refreshed yet still distant and he, a creature never to be forgotten, always somehow present no matter what, until the end of time.

"Do you think they're somewhere better?" She asked him, the simplicity of the question even stalling him to answer.

He nodded and gestured to the other graves. "Definitely. Your family, mine and others present here. I'm pretty sure they're somewhere so much better than here."

"And us, we have our own purpose." She stated. "For being here on Earth. The sadness would never end, if we just keep living in the past. Thus, we should move on."

Edward nodded at her words but somehow thought that she was more on reassuring herself about her unknown past than his own. He silently brushed a hand on the markings of his mother's name, the letters becoming even more striking.

Edward gave Elise a smile, "What do you think is down there in my grave?"

"A coffin, most definitely."

"And inside?"

"Either empty or they replaced your nonexistent corpse with another person. Carlisle probably knows."

"How sure are you?" His smirk was definitely evident that time and Elise furrowed her brow as she asked warily, "Are you teasing me?"

His smile reflected opposite of what he was feeling at the moment as he gave her a laughing grin. In which she pouted upon.

She sighed as she responded sarcastically, "What do you want me to do? Dig a hole?"

Edward shrugged teasingly, "Do you want to?"

She only gave another pout and glared at him. "I'm seriously reconsidering our friendship right now."

He moved away as she took of her gloves and soothed away some of the moist soil. She really was going to do it.

"Well, are you going to stare at me or help?" She asked, frustrated. Her hands in the dirt as she dug her hands into the ground. Edward only blinked, sadness washed over him as well as annoyance. It was a dumb idea on his part, his plan being to make her dig a hole and maybe she'd remember the night she'd lost her memory. It had been obvious what the result was and here it was another plan to cross out. He was currently losing his mind just trying to make her happy.

"Well?" She shot at him in which he forced as smile and shook his head.

"You do know I was kidding about the whole ordeal."

She only gave him a frustrated look as she began to fling dirt at him and wiped her palms unto the padded jacket he was currently wearing.

He laughed at her childishness as she began to wipe soil on his face, her warm breath against her cheek.

"I dislike you right now." She said, laughing as well as soon as she got every sight of brown mud out of her palms and unto Edward's clothing.

"You should thank me for not getting back at you for the mess you've done." He replied back, a wide grin on his face, pointing at the soiled jacket, his white v-neck shirt adorned with several brown lines and some soil stuck on one of his ruddy cheeks. He still looked perfect, however, even though decorated in dirt.

Elise laughed, "Your entire fault."

Silence suddenly consumed them as Edward turned back to the graves, thinking how many times it'd take until he could succeed making the somehow impossible come true, on how Elise would get all her memories back.

"It's strange, coming back to all this." Edward murmured to himself. "It's like, the memories are running through my head all over again."

Still a bit lost in the moment he grabbed unto Elise's hand and brushed his lips against her knuckles, not seeing the surprised expression on her face at his gesture. "Thank you for coming with me today, it means a whole lot."

She could only smile as he stood up and helped her to her feet as well. With a last glance at the graves, they went off back to the parked car at the curb.

Edward turned to Elise and asked curiously, "Why do you remember your father and not anyone else?"

She thought for a moment then shrugged her shoulders and replied, "I don't really know. I think it's because my father and I were together most of the time. My mother had always been away for some reason."

"Yet, it's just the two of them you remember? No one else?"

She only shook her head.