Disclaimer: Don't own Twilight. Stephenie does. But if I did, I would be a very happy vampire- wannabe.

Having Jacob come along to Charlie's wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I was mostly worried, at every time I visited Charlie, about what he would think- knowing Jake was a werewolf and we were something unknown and unusual to him. Jake sat in the background and played with Nessie for the most part.

As I walked into the house after Charlie opened the door for us, I noticed the smell. I ran to the kitchen at a human pace only to see a burned pizza cooling on the stove. I laughed and looked to my father, who shrugged.

"It's a good thing I liked burned food," he said.

"Pizza for breakfast, huh?" Jacob asked, clapping my dad on the back. "One of my favorites." I rolled my eyes as Charlie stuck another one in the pizza oven; I had just made them about a dozen eggs, toast, bacon, and sausage for breakfast for crying out loud!

"So, Dad, do you want me to clean up the kitchen or something?" Unfortunately I realized that I'd have to do it at a human pace, too.

"Sure. It's a good thing Alice isn't here-"Jacob snorted "She'd be pulling clothes out of my closet like crazy. And telling me what to wear and with what and when." I nodded. "I wonder what it's like living with her."

"You have no idea," Edward, Jake, and I all said at the same time. Nessie spoke quietly, giving us her opinion: "I love Auntie Alice."

"Of course you do, kid," Charlie said, ruffling his granddaughter's hair. "Getting more and more like your mother every day, but still staying true to a sense of fashion."

I gasped. "Dad! I do too have a sense of fashion." I knew he was kidding, so I decided to play along.

He chuckled. "I better get up there. My suitcase is waiting." As he went up the stairs, I moved to the sink of dirty dishes and started scrubbing. Edward was suddenly by my side and rinsing the soap off what I had cleaned. We worked in silence for a minute, but then I realized I had done a large sink full in less than two minutes, where when I was a human it would have taken fifteen.

"We have to work slower," I groaned to Edward. He put down the plate and looked at the sink.

"Yes," he agreed. Jacob snorted and shook his head.

"You vampires do everything too fast," he said through a mouthful of pizza. "Just take a chill pill for a minute and go slow."

"But if we take a chill pill, we'd have to cough it back up," Edward retorted jokingly.

The werewolf sighed. "Just… like… pretend you're at…." He trailed off, not knowing what to say.

I grinned. "Pretend you're at Mario Tricoci. You are getting a seaweed wrap, and a mani/ pedi. Your hair is being done and there is someone massaging your back."

Edward and I laughed, but Jacob looked confused. "A seaweed wrap?"

"When they wrap seaweed around your body and that's all you're wearing." It wasn't that hard to figure out.

"Ew. I think I'll just stick with the hair, mani/ pedi, and massage."

I laughed louder. "You do that, Jake."

We went back to work, slower than ever, and sponged off the counter. When the pizza was done, I called to Charlie. He and Jacob ate at the table while Edward and I finished the kitchen. It was sparkling.

"Do you want me to do the laundry?" I asked as he stood up to clean his plate.

"Bells, you've done enough. The kitchen was the worst part. I can take the rest of it from here."

"Dad, I want to help," I insisted. "I mean, you're getting pretty old," I added, my tone sarcastic. Jacob burst out laughing so loud, Nessie jumped off his lap and wobbled to me. I scooped her up and looked at Charlie, who was glaring at Jacob.

"Thanks, Bella." He smiled at Renesmee and me and went back to finish the packing. I walked to the laundry room and found only a small basket; I stuck that in the wash, remembering to tell Charlie about it. Then I got the vacuum from the closet and vacuumed the living room. When I finished everything (Esme would've been so proud) I looked to the baby in my arms. I walked up the stairs and through the familiar open door.

The room was exactly the way I'd left on the day Edward and I went to Isle Esme. The bed was made, the computer and desk were still dusty; the only thing different was that the closet and parts of the desk were empty. Alice, Rosalie, and Esme had cleaned them out to out to put my clothes in Edward's closet along with my CD collection. I walked around to the window and sat in the chair. The window that had done so many night's worth of lies… and love. The very same chair Edward had been sitting in the first night he stayed with me. I inhaled deeply; it still smelled like him. I looked to my bed. The pillows were piled up on top of the old quilt. From the night before our wedding, the rough afghan had protected me from his cold skin. Now it sat silently, folded, at the foot of the bed. My nightstand continued to hold the annoying alarm clock I'd never have to use again. I closed my eyes and thought back to what had been on it before the wedding, forcing my mind past the foggy human memories. There had been the beautiful CD player Edward had given me for my eighteenth birthday, the satin case to hold my ring while I slept, and a photograph of Edward and I in our meadow when we had gone there on a rather sunny day with the rest of his family. I looked to the window and thought again about how both Edward and Jacob had climbed through it to get to me; I stared at it for a long time before I heard someone in the room. I looked at the door to see Edward standing there, smiling at me. I returned it. He walked over to me and sighed.

"Do you ever miss this room?" He asked, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"Yes, it holds so many memories." Edward was suddenly under me. His arms wound around my waist, his breath trickled down my neck. Only his breath wasn't cold, as it was the last time we were here together; it was warm and very tempting. I turned my head and pressed my lips against his. He kissed me back with so much lust, I thought I would burst. I swore I was human again, my head spinning and my breathing getting ragged.

I then felt a flaming little hand on my cheek and pulled away from my husband. He chuckled, already hearing what Renesmee had thought. I was shown what Edward and I had just done and her thoughts. Oh. She didn't like it when we kissed like that, it was disgusting to her.

"I'm sorry, darling," I said and kissed her cheek. Jacob walked in the room then, looking unsurprised. Renesmee reached her arms up, a sign for him to hold her. He did so and then sat promptly on the floor, playing with her locks of golden hair.

"What were you thinking about, love? When your eyes were closed." Edward whispered. I turned to show him exactly what I had. Placing my hands on the sides of his face, I showed him my thoughts. It had gotten much easier, what with us practicing it every day and night. He couldn't hold much longer, he was dying to kiss me again. And I let him. My thoughts were clouded from him again as my hands moved behind his neck and in his hair. Once again, I lost touch with everything until I heard a low throat being cleared. If I were a human, I'd have blushed.

Jacob was staring at us intently, the slightest trace of envy on his face. I knew he was over me but he still had to wait for Renesmee to grow up to do that to her. But even though I knew he loved to see her small body like nothing else, I felt sorry for him. Renesmee lived with us and she would until she was eighteen. Although she had the mind of a thirteen year old already, we couldn't let her leave yet to live with Jake.

I put my thoughts aside and focused on what was here, what was happening now. I put my head on Edward's shoulder and looked around the room again until my eyes found the door where Charlie was standing. His eyes held compassion and his cheeks had the faintest streaks on them.

"You look so beautiful sitting on that chair," he said hoarsely. "The both of you." His voice broke off then and another tear ran down his face. I got up from Edward's lap to embrace him. Charlie almost never cried; he could be very sad but nothing with tears. I kissed my father's cheek and looked him in the eyes.

"I love you, Dad," I said. My voice trembled and I gasped out a dry sob. I don't know what our problem was, but it was like Jasper was in the room and he was very depressed. I saw Charlie trying to straighten up, so I did too. "We are such saps," I laughed.

"Yeah," he agreed. "It's just that I saw you and Edward…. And Jake and Nessie playing together like brother and sister. All you had to do was add a crown on top of all four of your heads and it was a fairy tale."

I glanced at Edward who was smiling, but had a look in his eyes that told me if I had said it while I was still a human, he would've disagreed and thought the complete opposite. But now we were together forever with the greatest family. Six vampires, three werewolves, and a half- vampire half- human baby. Maybe it wasn't your typical American family, but we acted much more than one.

Edward's arms wrapped around my waist and I felt his breath on the back of my neck. "Yes. That's how I feel every day. With my queen, whom I will love for all eternity. I can't hope for anything more than I want now." I smiled at that and so did Charlie. He had always wanted someone really special for me and I found Edward within a few months of living in Forks. We fell in love, he left, came back, slayed the bad guys and we were married and immortal forever. It was a lot like a fairy tale.

"Bella, I have to go down to the station in a few minutes," Charlie said.

"Okay, but didn't they give you the time off starting today?" I swore that was what he told me.

"Yes but Officer Moore was pulled too so he and I have to run back down to fix the arrangements and say thanks again to everyone there. You're welcome to stay here and eat or watch TV or something."

"Thanks, Dad, but we really should go. We'll stop by tomorrow before you leave."

Once we got home, Emmett and Jasper were lounging on the couch asking each other truth questions. I giggled and listened.

"Truth or truth?" Emmett asked Jasper. What happened to dare?

"Truth," Jasper responded lazily.

"Ummm…. How many times have you and Alice done it?" Obvious. Emmett. Sex. Wow.

"I don't know. I lost count almost fifty years ago at fifteen thousand. It's too pointless."

"Well," Edward said, butting in. "There is 29,200 days in eighty years. Does that tell you anything, Jasper?"

"Yes. My answer would be 29,100 in that case."

"You've missed out on one hundred nights?" Emmett suddenly jumped up, astounded.

"Guess so." Emmett laid on the couch again, bored still.

I decided to voice my first question when I had walked through the door and heard the question. "What happened to dare?"

"We've been playing for a while so we ran out of dares. Terrible, I know." I laughed.

"Edward, truth or truth?" I wanted to know something.

"Oh, Bella, I don't know. I want to pick truth… but truth is nagging at me to choose it." I smiled. "Truth."

"Have you ever loved someone so much that you got confused and thought you actually maybe loved them?" I was thinking back to the first time he told me he loved me.

He seemed to read my mind- no pun intended- because he answered like this: "Bella, only a few days after I met you did I realize I love you. I've had my answer planned for this and I've been waiting for the opportune moment to say it. And not just to anyone, but to you. I don't just say I love you to just say it. I mean it; I love you." I knew he'd always loved me, but though he just said it because it was true. Not that he loved me this much.

At that moment did I want to be human. So I could cry, so my heart could beat erratically for him. I grabbed his hand and ran up the stairs to his bedroom as fast as I could. I threw myself on the bed and he landed on top of me. He bombarded me with kisses so passionate it was overwhelming. We stayed in his room for countless hours, loving each other. I saw the sun set and then the next thing I knew, the moon was out.

It was then I felt him leave the bed for the first time in what had felt like forever. I sat up to see him putting a familiar disk in his music player.

Clair de Lune came on and we danced together beneath the moonlight that was shining through his window. We were completely happy, twirling and smiling. This was all I had hoped for- Edward and I to be together, always and forever. And we would be…. No matter what came our way.

Please please please review!! They make me so happy and give me so much more inspiration to continue! I listened to Clair de Lune as I wrote the chapter and it worked like a charm. I recommend doing so if you're having trouble punching out a story. But anyways… please review or comment or constructive criticism or ideas! Ily- Emily