Baby, I will be your falling star

The one that got away, the one you'll be dreaming of

Maybe we have been here once before

The darkness rearranged, you're hitting well below the waist

Wait, just relax

Now, behave, the past is all you have

All hurt in time gets better

When the truth came out, you were born to run

When the lights went out, there was no one

A ghost to haunt foreclosure

Chapter 31: Plan D?

Alice POV:

"Al for the love of god will you please slow down? Or do you want to get pulled over again?"

"Bella, I only live life and drive one way. Fast." Bella just rolled her eyes at me and continued her intense lookout for police ahead. I sighed and slowed down slightly to alleviate her tension somewhat. "Better?"

"Yes. Thank you."

We had moved on to plan D, maybe E (?), about a week ago. It pretty much entailed driving around the world in search for leads and avoiding any trouble. Besides the whole living out of cars thing, I actually quite enjoyed traveling the globe with my wife.

It honestly reminds me of the dream I have of us once the Volturi are gone. Just Bella and I, and all the places to go. Of course we'd stay in quaint little bed and breakfasts instead of the various cars, but the closeness was right around the way I wanted it.

Although I will admit, life does get slightly boring on the constant road. We got pulled over at least once a day when I was driving, damn blind sight Bella. Luckily my charm was just about enough to get us out of any ticket. And if for some reason it wasn't, all I had to do was caress Bella's leg sensually and the thought of issuing a ticket seemed to fade away.

"Do you think my canines are growing? They look longer." I had been deep in thought while focusing on the road and was momentarily lost when Bella asked me a question. She was delicately touching her teeth while looking at herself with great distaste in a sun visor mirror. I had noticed her becoming much more self-conscious of how she appeared on her new diet as of late. She even kept her shades on when just with me in private.

I reached over and carefully removed her sunglasses, placing them on top of her head before giving her hair a loving tug.

"Maybe a bit sharper." I peered over to see what she was talking about. Yes they did seem a little sharper. The predator in me was definitely turned on by the look. But I knew my wife did not need to hear that at the moment. "Don't worry love, you can barely notice."

"But you did…" Bella grumbled, obviously put out, and slumped back into her seat.

"Hey come on now. Pit stop?" I threw a sultry wink her way.

Our sex life wasn't the best on the road, cars are pretty cramped, but we make things work. Keep that love alive.

I must have read the car wrong because Bella just growled at me angrily.

"Ok. Hangry? There's a fresh blood bag in the cooler." I pointed behind me, almost reaching to grab it, before Bella nearly exploded.

"I'm so fucking tired of this! No I'm not hungry! I'm just irritated alright! Is that so hard to believe?" I remained silent while she ranted and gave her my most puppy dog eyes once she was through. "Fuck. I'm sorry Alice. Maybe I am hungry. I don't know anymore." She grabbed the spare bag from the cooler and began to sip from it like a child with a juice pack.

"That's quite alright." I laid my hand on her leg in my acceptance of her apology.

The truth was, her mood had been on the downhill since she started drinking blood. As I had only been on the human blood diet for a couple months years and years ago, I couldn't really remember how it felt. But I knew she was hanging on the edge of being miserable. I couldn't even imagine where she would be if I hadn't shown up.

"Come on. We're making a pit stop anyway. You need a bit of sun." I pulled off at the nearest exit and searched for some open space where we could get some fresh air. Bella had been getting paler as well. While I loved her all the same no matter how she looked, I worried it was a side effect of getting ill or something. It was an unhealthy tinge, and I can't stand when she's not fit as a fiddle.

"Ok." She shrugged and leaned back again, giving into my stubbornness. I think she's been married to me for too long.

We drove for a while, trying to find the perfect place to relax for a few hours. I honestly had no clue what country we were in, but wherever we were, it was beautiful.

"How's this?" We finally reached a spot that was to my liking and parked.

"Looks good." Bella's mood hadn't really improved, hopefully the sun would do her some good. I stepped out of the car and then rushed to the passenger's side to open the door for her. "Thank you." She politely took my outstretched hand as I helped her out. I watched as she stretched her sore limbs from being pent up in the car for so long. Yes, this was a good idea.

The two of us walked a little ways away from the vehicle until we found a nice enough place to lay down. It was pleasantly quiet, a peaceful lull overtaking us.

"Do you ever think about our future? I mean after the Volturi are gone and taken care of?" I finally asked after our long streak of silence. Bella didn't answer right away, I worried she might have fallen asleep.

"Yeah, I guess. Do you?" I smiled and moved to lay across her chest instead of the grass.

"Of course. You're pretty much all I think about." A gruff chuckle came from underneath me.

"God I forgot how corny you are."

"Isn't that why you married me?"

"One of the million or so reasons. Maybe." She craned her neck to kiss the top of my head. I was extremely happy with how well my idea had turned out. "Thank you." She whispered into my hair. "I think you know my needs better than I do a lot of the time."

"That comes with experience as your loving wife my dear."

Bella laughed but then began to subconsciously fidget with her bare ring finger. I halted her movement with my own hand.

"I'll get it for you. I promise." She looked about ready to cry at my statement.

"How do you know it isn't already destroyed?"

"It's Aro. He's a sadistic psychopath who loves trophies. I'm sure that ring is his most prized possession."

"Besides me of course." She said dryly. I involuntarily growled.

"You will never be his."

"I know." Bella propped us both up and cupped my cheek tenderly. "I'll only ever be yours." Every single second I spent with her just made me fall more in love, if that was even possible.

"Well, only if you want to be." I grinned up at her until she smiled back.

"I do. I always do." I become lost in her eyes, they were captivating no matter what the color, and leaned forward into her awaiting lips.

It didn't matter how many times we kissed, it would always feel like the first time with her. The way my dead heart fluttered, my lips burned from her skin, it was as if she was setting my very own soul on fire. She was always so gentle with me, it made my heart ache.

"Come on." She slowly pulled away and brushed my lower lip with her thumb. "We gotta get back on the road."

"Alright." I sighed and slid off her lap. "I'll drive. You need to sleep." Her head leaned down once more for a small peck before she stood us both up.

"Deal. But I'm not helping you with a ticket next time." The sun broke through a stray cloud and illuminated some new color in her face, I had missed it so.

"I really don't drive that fast."

"I'm afraid law enforcement everywhere disagree with you my dear." A warm arm wrapped around my shoulders as we walked back to the car.

"Oh hush. The road awaits us."

"Oooh Bella look at that car!"

"Ow!" In my excitement I had hit her arm to get her attention, she looked quite disgruntled from it. "I was about to fall asleep."

"Sorry. But please look at that beauty." I pointed to the new hot BMW that we were about to pass. Bella just shrugged her shoulders unimpressed.

"Eh. Not my style. Your Porsche not good enough for you anymore or something?"

"I like to look." I smirked and Bella's frown only grew deeper.

"You don't check out other people do you? Are you thinking of trading me in?" Her rarely seen insecurity was showing and I giggled and shook my head.

"Of course not. I only have eyes for you. Besides, you're the top prize babe, I can't trade up anymore." The low sound of her chuckles filled the car. "So what is your style then?"

"Are we talking about people or…?" She teased and I playfully smacked her arm.

"Watch it woman, or I won't do that thing I know you like." My fingers traced the shell of her ear seductively and she shivered under my touch and words. "What kind of cars do you like? I mean I know you liked your Audi, but what else?" She swallowed hard, trying to regain a clean mind again.

"Um. I guess I like the vintage stuff. You know, like a 1955 Corvette. That's sexy as hell. I'd definitely trade you in for one."

"Yeah well could a car do this?" I moved my hand that was previously resting on her leg all the way up her thigh until she squirmed.

"You should- you should really focus on the road." Her choked out words were telling me to stop, but her face was definitely telling me something else.

"Are you sure about that?" I even began to play with the zipper on her jeans, but she grabbed my hand and brought it up for a gentle kiss.

"Yes. We need to reach London by tonight if we want to catch Alistar. After that, anything goes." I grinned and nodded, a little put out though. Although it was my fault for getting myself all worked up.

"So vintage huh? Is that why you like me?"

"Yes Alice, that is the only reason. You are my 1901 collector's item." She said sarcastically while rolling her eyes at me.

"When you say it like that it sounds very creepy."

"Hey, you're the cradle robber." We both erupted in a fit of giggles that lasted until our sides began to hurt.

A silent lull took over the car and I couldn't stop my long overdue question from spilling out.

"What about your old truck?" The last time I had brought it up was an extremely emotional time and it had been forgotten since. It finally felt like we were in a place where I could try to talk about it again.

"Uh, yeah." She scratched the back of her head awkwardly.

"You don't have to talk about it Bella, I'll understand. I was just curious about what happened, that's all."

"No, um, no it's alright." She cleared her throat about a hundred times and started fidgeting with her hands. I could tell that she was struggling on how to start.

"Really Bella you don't, not if it's too hard."

"No. You're my wife, and you deserve to know everything." She took a deep shaky breath and finally looked up at me with watery eyes. "I put it in storage right when I came back. I wanted to throw it away, get it out of my sight, but I couldn't just – just…"

"You couldn't just get rid of it." I quietly finished for her. She nodded gratefully.

"But I couldn't look at the thing every day. It was-it was too hard." She finally finished, almost out of breath.

"I'm so sorry. I can't even imagine." There were few times when I wish I wasn't driving at breakneck speeds in a beautiful car, and this was one of them. I wanted so badly to hug her and comfort her more than just squeezing her hand. "Is that why you didn't go to the funeral?" Only silence greeted that. An eventual nod was her response.

"It was my fault. I'm the one who caused it, so yeah, of course I couldn't go." I decided to say fuck it and pulled the car over immediately, causing Bella to jump in surprise. "What's wrong?" She looked around in panic trying to figure out what caused my abrupt stop.

"You can't do that Bella. You can't blame yourself for something that couldn't be changed."

"It doesn't matter Alice. I'm still the one that pulled the trigger, so to speak."

"No! I don't see it that way, and you shouldn't either."

"Then tell me how I should see it? Should I put on my blinders and just pretend I didn't kill him?" The old defensive Bella was coming out at this topic, showing me exactly how touchy this subject was.

"If we all thought the way you do then technically I'm the one that killed him. I left you, which left you unprotected, fast forward to the Volturi taking you and then your father. So if you want to blame someone, blame me."

"You're being ridiculous Alice."

"No, I'm not." We sat in angry silence, each too annoyed at the other to speak. I knew I had to be the bigger person, I was the one who brought it up in the first place. "Look I'm sorry for even bringing this up, I know it's still sore and fresh, but I really hate when you blame yourself for everything that goes wrong in this world. You can't. You just can't possibly carry that, not even with my help." I was pretty sure she was about to explode on me, but she actually sighed in defeat.

"You're right. I'm sorry." I unbuckled and crawled into her lap for an awkwardly positioned hug.

"I love you." Like a cat, I nuzzled into her warm neck to feel her heat.

"I love you too." In turn she ran her hands up and down my back.

After several serene minutes of this I gently kissed my way from her neck to her lips. God, those damn lips of hers had me under her spell once again. Were they coated in vampire drugs or something? They were absolutely addictive.

"You know if you let me drive faster we can make this pit stop a bit longer." I whispered huskily finally succeeding in slipping my fingers down her pants.

"Whatever you want, just please don't fucking stop." She panted out, eyes pitch black with lust and longing. Her fingers crawled up my abdomen and skated along my ribs. "London can wait a bit."

"That's my girl."