By the time I actually reached my house it was 6:45. I raced to shower, and get into some clean pyjamas before Edward called. I managed it with two minutes to spare, and no injuries, and sat on my bed, plugging some headphones into my phone, to try and help direct as much sound as possible. I left the bedroom door open, so I'd see the hall light flick on if Charlie came home, and I rested myself on my bed. At exactly 7 o clock my phone buzzed. I picked up the video chat, and was greeted with Edward's face. It looked as though he were on a motorcycle. His face and breathing looked normal, but his hair was being tousled by wind, and the dark greenery around him was blurred with movement.

Hello. He saluted.

Hello. I responded.

His phone, as far as I could tell, was muted from the wind. I was just about to ask him about it when he stopped moving. He turned the camera around himself, displaying a wide clearing, and a rush of noise entered the headphones. I could even manage to hear Jasper and Emmett laughing as they ran at blur inducing speeds around an immensely large area. Those couldn't possibly be the bases could they?

Alice danced a gentle pirouette on a small mound of dirt, before gently tossing a ball in the direction of the phone. I saw Edward's hand flash out in front of the camera to catch it in time, the nearness of the catch causing me to jump, and then it disappeared again as he threw it back to her. Edward turned the phone next to Carlisle and Esme, who waved, and across Rosalie, who dropped the aluminum bat she held, and scowled disdainfully at me. As angry as she was, she was still the most beautiful thing in the scene. She too disappeared, to be replaced by Edward's smiling face.

"So you just run around and let loose?" I asked.

"Exactly." He said. "The bases are marked out to the very edge of the clearing, and the outfield stretches into the forest."

"How loud are you yelling right now?" I asked with a laugh.

"Quite. The only thing louder is Rosalie's eye rolling." The scenery suddenly changed behind him, and in my honest opinion, it looked as though Edward had managed a flip mid-air, and the phone camera had stayed perfectly fixed on his face, as if affixed to a helmet camera. It was a very disorienting feeling. I heard an angry "Rose-a-lee!" from a scary sounding Esme, before Edward held the phone closely again and asked:

"Do you mind if I pass you to Esme in a few moments? I'm up to bat first."

After she's finished chastising Rose? I asked in sign, not bothering to spell her whole name. Audibly I answered his question. "Of course."

Edward laughed again. There was a smooth blur, and Esme's smiling face greeted me quickly, before she winked, and turned the phone to view the game. Edward was standing, impossibly far, away from Alice. I could see flashes of blonde hair in the distance, also impossibly far away, covering bases I assumed.

I didn't see the pitch, and I didn't see the swing, but suddenly, the bat was falling to the ground, and Edward had disappeared. There was a flurry of movement and suddenly Edward was back, sliding into the plate under where the bat had just fallen. Jasper was there too, reaching and crashing into Edward. Esme managed to keep the video on them as they crashed into home. It looked like a hell of a crash, but all that seemed disturbed was the dirt they had carved out of the way. Edward and Jasper got up again, laughing, and Jasper plucked the ball from the dirt, casually tossing it with unimaginable accuracy to Alice.

Edward turned towards the camera and signed at me. I won that. Esme called the play in my favour.

Esme's face appeared, as she turned the camera towards herself. "They play dirty. I keep them in check." She signed and spoke. I smiled at her.

"Teenagers." I laughed. She nodded, and turned the phone again towards the field.

Emmett was up to pitch.

The game was so fast and fascinating that I almost missed the light flick on in the hallway. I would probably not be able to keep watching without Charlie bugging me. He hadn't seen me for a while, and I'd just dropped the boyfriend thing on him, after all.

"Um, I'm not sure if you can hear me…" I muttered. "But Charlie's home, and I have to go."

Esme's face reappeared, and she smiled at me.

"Edward says 'goodnight, and he'll see you soon.' He's stuck on second currently." From the look on her face, she found that highly amusing.

"Thank you Esme. For everything. This was amazing. I'll see you all soon."

"I do hope so my dear."

I shut the phone call off, and pulled out my earphones. My brain was still buzzing with the incredible images the tiny phone screen had been trying to relay. Despite the steadiness and precision of the camera, it would have been so much better being there. Next time I would be. I was determined.

I began to leave my bed when a shadow appeared at my door. It scared me so much I dropped my phone. I felt it hit my bedroom floor and winced. The light flicked on. It was Charlie, of course.

"What are you doing sitting here in the dark?" he asked.

"I was on the phone to Edward. I hadn't noticed it had gotten so dark." I answered, picking up my phone. The screen was cracked. I'd been lucky too many times. I looked up at Charlie, flashing him my phone. "You scared me half outta my wits."

Sorry. He signed. I'll get you a new one. We both stood there a second, me running my hands over my phone, keeping an eye on him. He opened his mouth to speak, and then shut it again.

"It went well." I interjected, so that he didn't have to figure out how to tactfully ask. "Esme Cullen is really really nice and welcoming. She did bake us something – but I made the mistake of stopping at Angela's and there's nothing left. I already owe Carlisle for the whole doctor thing, so we were all kind of on friendly terms from the get-go."

He nodded his head, and turned to go, then turned back.

"- breakfast tomorrow Bells?"

"Sure dad."

"You mind doing me a favour?" he asked.

"Sure?" I asked in return.

"Can you drive me to Billy's tomorrow? I was hoping to drink a little, and I'm going to catch a ride off of Sue, on the way back."

"Yeah, no problem dad." I said. "Besides, it'll give me a chance to talk with Jake." I had to remind him of our escargot adventure.

Charlie left then, for good, and I switched off the light, settling down into my bed, and setting my watch alarm for the morning.

I spent the next little while lying in bed, texting my mom details about today. My phone did still respond to touch, but there were a few difficult segments. The screen had cracked in only one spot across the keyboard, but heavily into the display. I'd need a new one to video chat anyone in the future.

Renee was up, and responded with vigor regarding Edward and I had no choice but to swear we'd have a proper video chat tomorrow to discuss it. I fell asleep watching the occasional flickers of light, flashes from the storm outside. Any time my window rattled, I would imagine that instead of thunder, it was the resulting sound of the clash of two enthusiastic Cullen boys playing baseball, and my night time musings managed to send me off to sleep.