Author's Note: Okay, my fellow readers. Here is the next chapter. Hope you enjoy it:D

Dislaimer: Do I even have to say? Nope! Don not, and never will, own Twilight. :(

Enough for Forever

Chapter Two-

"Edward?" I asked as we lay on the grass. We-well, I-had just finished my dinner. Edward had suggested that we drive up to our meadow and watch the stars before we headed home.

"Yes Bella?" He turned his head towards me, staring me down with those beautiful, golden eyes.

"Thanks for tonight. It was...perfect." I smiled as he bent down to kiss my forehead. I sighed, and lay my head back down, resting it on his chest. For a few minutes, we sat there. Not talking, just watching the stars sparkle brightly in the night sky. The meadow was silent, with the occasionl music of the grasshoppers and crickets being heard nearby. I closed my eyes as Edward started to trace patterns down my back. I started to do the same along his chest. I could feel him smile against my hair.

I sighed as I opened my eyes, staring into the black night. "What is it Bella?"

I sighed again as I replied. "Nothing."

"It is something," he rebuted.

I groaned. I don't even know why I bother hiding things from him. When I didn't answer him, he lifted my head to meet his eyes. "Bella? Are you going to answer my question?"

Involentarily, I spoke. "I was just thinking," I said quickly. I had to hold my mouth shut, before I let out too much.

But that didn't matter. Edward always got his way with me. "About?" he asked again.

"About, why you planned such a magnificant night."

He was silent for a what felt like hours. A few seconds later, he uttered, "Why do you think I planned this?"

Great, he was going to hear my thoughts, and I would get him upset...again. I tried to fight back, but his dazzling eyes caused my voice to give in. "Well," I was going to try and stall as long as I could. "It isn't my birthday." He shook his head, as a conformation. "And it's not your birthday," I continued. Again, he shook his head. "It isn't our anniversery...since we have officially started going out." He grinned, but shook his head. I groaned inwardly.

"Come on," he insisted. I shook my head. "Bella," he urged. "Please tell me." Again, I shook my head. This time he groaned.

"I don't want to tell you." His eyebrows knit together. I continued, "I don't want to tell you, because you will get mad. And, I don't want to ruin this moment with an argument."

"Bella, I won't get mad." I rolled my eyes.

"Yes you will." Silently, I added under my breath. "You always do." I hoped he wouldn't catch the last part, but he did. And, he seemed to understand.

"Bella, we have talked about this."

"I know, and we still need to talk about it...Just, not right now. Please?" He nodded. "So, that's not the reason for all of this?" I asked quickly.

"Bella," he moaned. "You said to leave it alone."

"Okay, then if that's not it, what is it?" I sat up quickly, staring hard into his warm eyes.

He sat up, and grabbed my hand. Absentmindly, he started to rub my palm with his fingers softly. I have done that to him countless of times. I smiled at the memory of our first time here in the meadow...Our meadow. I waited for him to answer as the warm September breeze rushed through my hair. I stared at him as he contiued to trace my hand. He looked up abruptly, and answered my wondering question. "As of today," he started. He paused, maybe adding to the strain. "As of today," he started again. "I have been a vampire for eighty-eight years."

Okay, now I was confused. "Why did you do all of this for me though?" He shrugged.

"I guess...I dunno. I've never really done anything to celebrate it before. I mean, Rosalie and Emmett, Alice and Jasper, and Carlisle and Esme; they always celebrate their 'rebirths' with one another. I just, never really had anyone that I wanted to share it with before. Until you, that is." He smiled, revealing those gleaming white teeth. I felt a blush work it's way onto my cheeks. I didn't know what to say, so instead, I leaned in and kissed him. At first, he didn't react. But then he snaked his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and started to lean back, pulling Edward with me.

After our strictly PG kissing session ceased, Edward rolled over onto his back. "We should go," he stated lamely. I grunted and something that sounded along the lines of, "damn curfews"escaped my lips. Carefully, I stood up from the grass. I knew that Edward was right, but I didn't admit it.

I was startled as Edward drew me into his arms. "Edward, put me down!" I cried out. "You know I don't like it when you run."

"Bella, quit whining. Close your eyes." I glared at him, but decided I would lose anyway. I closed my eyes, and within seconds we were off.

I could feel Edward's feet beneath me, moving in a smooth motion. The wind whipped through my hair.

Within seconds, we reached our destination. Edward placed me back on my feet gentley infront of the passenger's side, and opened the door politley. He waited patienly for me to climb in and get comfortable before he closed the door and climbed into the driver's seat.

We drove in silence, Edward taking my hand in his. I stared out the window, watching as everything rushed past us in a blur. I looked at the digital clock on the dashboard of Edward's car. It read eleven at night. My eyelids started to get heavier with each passing minute.

"Edward," I muttered, barley above a whisper. "Will you stay with me tonight?" Edward looked at me, confused. "Please?" I added.

"Bella, of course I will." I squeezed his hand tighter, and started to doze off.

When we got home, I was half asleep. I felt Edward pick me up out of the car, and walk me to the door.

"Edward?" I heard my dad, Charlie, get up from the couch and walk to the door.

"She fell asleep in the car. Would you like me to put her in her bed?"

"Yes, just set her upstairs." Charlie yawned as he finished, "I'm going up to bed. Hope you two had fun tonight."

"We did," Edward stated. "Good night, Sir."

"Good night, Edward." Charlie stalked up the stairs. I heard him shut his door softly.

Edward started up the stairs, towards my room. He opened my door quietly, and slowly placed me in my bed. He turned to walk away, but I reached up to grab his hand. "Stay with me," I mumbled. I was scared that if he didn't stay, I would have that nightmare again.

"I will come back," he said simply.

"No, don't leave. Please, stay here."

Edward walked over to me and sat on the edge of my bed. "Bella, what's wrong?" I shook my head, trying to hold back the tears. Edward didn't miss this. "Bella tell me what's wrong. Please?" I choked back a sob.

"I..I-It's just that I've been having nightmares lately. I get them every night you're not here."

He scooted up so his head was resting against my bed's headboard. He wrapped his arm around me, just as tears started to trickle down my flushed cheeks. I rested my head on his shoulder. "Oh Bella," he sighed. "Of course I will stay with you." I squeezed him tightly as he kissed my forehead. Fresh tears started to build up in the corners of my eyes. Just then I remembered I was still in my dress.

"Edward?"

"Yes, my love?"

"I need to change really quick." He nodded and got up to turn around.

With his back facing me, I quickly shuffled through my drawers, searching for some pajamas. I found an old ripped t-shirt and some grey sweats. I quickly changed, throwing my dress and shoes in the corner of the room, then returned to my bed.

"I'm done Edward." He turned around and sat on my bed. He stared at me with love-filled eyes. I smiled slightly as I climbed back into the bed with him. He wrapped his arms securely around my waste. Curling into a ball, I buried my face into the collar of his shirt. I breathed in his scent, and I started to doze off again. Just before I closed my eyes, Edward spoke.

"Bella?"

"Yes, Edward?"

"Your birtday is coming up next week." He paused, waiting for me to answer him.

"Yes?" I was skeptical about where he was going with this. A smirk snuck it's way onto his lovely face.

"So," he continued. "What do you want to do?" I stared at him, as if he could see the answer in my eyes. He knew what I wanted to do, but he wouldn't do it. He was so determined to keep me human. I just wished there was something I could do to make him change his mind. It didn't matter how much I told him I love him, or how much I toldl him that it's my choice. He still said the same thing: "No".

"Bella?" he asked again. His eyebrows knit together as he tried to figure me out.

"I don't know," I stated simply. "I'm going to go to sleep now." He nodded and started to rub my back soothingly. Humming my lullaby as I fell into a peaceful slumber.