AN: Here's the fourth chapter of Hope for Eternity. I hope you enjoy it. Read and Review!

Disclaimer: Twilight's still not mine sniff and the phrase in the last but third line isn't mine, either. It's from one of my reviewers: ALittleMoonlightMoment - thanks for that!


"Watch out for you Bella. Do the right thing, please." He was really pleading by now. I smiled sadly at him and turned around, heading towards Charlie's.

Something told me that Edward had listened to this entire conversation, but wasn't going to tell me that he had. And something told me that he had planned something for tonight, to be exact: Alice's reaction to that 'random' vision she'd had at lunch . . .

When I returned to Charlies, he and Edward sat in the kitchen, waiting for me to return. As soon as I entered they stood and we walked back out and climbed into Edward's Volvo. Something in Edwards eyes told me I was right . . .

I sat in the front while Charlie took the backseat, not wanting to bother us while one of Edward's hands was always connected with mine. Soon enough, but also pretty late, because Edward had to drive slowly, since Charlie was a cop, we arrived at the Cullens. Charlie reacted like Renee for he had never been here either.

We climbed out of the car and walked, Charlie a bit awkwardly, into the house. Carlisle greeted him, and soon enough I recognised my mom and Phil sitting on one of the sofas, along with the remaining Cullens. All of us took seats, I was situated between Edward and Alice, facing mom, Phil and Charlie.

"Bella . . .," my mother whispered slowly.

"Mom?" I asked, signalising her to speak.

"I'm so sorry. I just wanted you to be happy and don't make the same mistake as I . . ." She started crying and I reached over to comfort her.

"Shhhh, mom, it's ok. I love you." I looked straight into her eyes.

"You really love him, right?" I could have slapped her right across the face for that question, but she was only looking out for me . . .

"Yes mom, I love Edward with all I have. I love him more than my life . . ." Sadly I couldn't tell her how very serious this was meant and not just a way to express my feelings strong enough.

"Then do what you want to, Bella. I swear I won't try to get you away. Just be careful what you do."

"Thank you, mom." I let go of her and she leaned onto Phil for comfort. I leaned onto Edward, but he sat up and looked me straight into my eyes. They were as topaz as always but they didn't dazzle me this time His eyes, everything on him, was dead serious.

"I love you, Bella. You have done so much for me. Just yesterda you hurt your own mother's feelings just for me. I can't tell you what this means for me. There are no words to describe how much you mean to me. I want to spend the rest of the time I've been given with you. I want to love you forever and longer. Nothing shall divine us. I couldn't go on with my life without you. Before you I barely existed, you have taught me to live. You have taught me to love. . . . . Isabella Marie Swan, do you want to be Isabella Cullen? Do you want to be Mrs Edward Anthony Masen Cullen? Bella, do you want to marry me?"

With that he pulled out a velvet blue box and opened it. It was the most beautiful ring I had ever seen. The silver band had little leaves on both sides and in the middle, right on top, there was a blood red ruby that hat been given the form of a rose.

Everyone around us gaped. At Edward's words, at the ring, at the sheer possibility of this moment. I could swear that Renee threw a glance towards Phil and Charlie saying 'Where was my proposal? I didn't have such a romantic lover . . .'

That was when it finally sunk in. When it finally dawned to me . . . Edward Cullen had just proposed to me. To ME of all people.

Everyone was staring at me while I noticed that I was supposed to answer. I opened my mouth, but no sound emerged from my throat. I tried to clear it and ran my tonouge across my lips and finally managed to choke out "Yes." Then I tried again and almost yelled at him.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Nothing else but this." With that I flung myself into his arms and he kissed me with as much passion as we would allow and slid the ring onto my finger.

Everyone clapped and everyone hugged me and Edward and told us their congratulations. Even Jasper shook my hand. My mom and Charlie hugged me as fiercely as they could.

Just then Charlie handed me a medium sized package.

"Congretulations, Bells!"

"You knew?" I was shell – shocked.

"Of course. Edward is a good boy. He asked for my permission, first."

"You did?" I asked an innoncent – looking Edward.

"Of course. Shouldn't I have?" He asked, but he knew the answer, anyways.

"And you all knew as well?" I wondered as everyone started handing us engagement presents as well.

"No," Emmett answered, "but we've had them hidden for a while now. We were just waiting for the right moment." They smiled. "Alice knew, though," Edward added.

"Sure." Was all I responded and then I began unwrapping Charlie's present. A book was revealed, its cover decorated with red roses on white silk. It was beautiful.

"My parents gave it to us on our wedding day," Renee said. "We were meant to put our happiest moments together in there."

"Well, we didn't have much time to do so, so it's still empty. I'm sure you two will be able to fill it, though." That was Charlie.

"Thank you!" I hugged them again and a single tear ran down my cheek.

"Now ours!" Alice squealed. I quickly unwrapped their present while Edward had his head resting on my shoulder and his arms around my waist. Their present contained a huge biography of Debussy that also contained all of his work on cd and the notes for most of them. We were stunned.

"Wow, thank you you two."

"Well, since you recognised your similarities over Debussy . . ."

"That was one stunning idea. Thanks Alice!" Edward was as excited over the present as I.

Carlisle and Esme had the most stunnig surprise: They lead us outside where a car stood, very much like the one Edwad had driven me to prom with, but in the colour that, Edward said, looked stunning on me.

"It's a V8 and it is for you, Bella. Welcome to the family." Said Carlisle. I was absolutely shocked. I wanted to say something, but for the second time that day no sound emerged from my throat. So Esme just hugged me motherly and even Carlisle, of whom I would never have expected such an action, hugged me as well.

Tears started to run down my cheeks and Edward kissed them away as he carried me back into the house. If I had thought it couldn't get any better, I was soo wrong.

"Err – cough – Bella . . ." Wait. I did recognise that voice, even if I hadn't heard it that often. Rosalie. Rosalie?

"Well. . . I want to apologise Bella. I didn't make things easy for you. I was just worried. I – I – was such a bitch. Can you possibly forgive me?" I had never expected her to be so . . . human. I mean, she had always been the inhuman beauty and had hated me, so I hadn't really talked to her.

"Oh, well, Rosalie, I don't think there's any way I could forgive you," I responed cooly. Edward and teh others looked shocked, until I smiled and continued. "But that is because I don't think there is anything to forgive. I know that I haven't made things easy for you all the time. I'm sorry as well."

"Thank you, Bella. I, well we, have something very special for you I think." She pulled out a flat package and handed it over, but to Edward at first. While he unwrapped it Rosalie and I hugged each other sisterly. At first she stiffened and I pulled away and whispered "Sorry".

"Oh, and Bella, if you keep calling me Rosalie I will call you Isabella. Call me Rose. Everyone does."

Just when I smiled and turned back to Edward he gasped and whispered, "Wow, Rose . . ." and handed what turned out to be a pictore frame to me.

What I saw exceeded all expectations. It was a drawn picture of the front and back of a baeutiful wedding dress. On the bottom it read 'Designed for Isabella Marie Swan, by Rosalie Lilian Hale'. I was stunned. She had designed just for me. It was long, white and strapeless. On the side there was a line of little white roses with red rubies on the head from the bottom of the dress to the waist, where it parted and went around the hip. That made it look like a chain of roses actually wrapped around the middle of the dress. The shirt was white and a similar line went around the top of it.

"Wow. That's beautiful Rose. Is that . . ." I was unable to finish the sentence.

"Well, if you want to, this was meant to become your wedding dress . . ." She sounded somewhat expectant.

"Actulally I would love to wear such a gorgeous dress . . . what do you think, Edward?" For some reason I thought I had to ask him, this was our wedding after all.

"A beautiful dress for the most beautiful woman in the world." He responded. Emmett snorted in displeasure and wrapped his arms around Rosalie. Everyone burst out in laughter.

I still couldn't believe it. I was going to be married to my personal super hot greek god. I looked at my beautiful engagement ring and all I could do was being happy like I hadn't ever been before.