A/N: This will be the last chapter and is being typed on my new Laptop! Enjoy! And as always Review!

Disclaimer: Sadly the greatest book ever written is not mine. No Fair!

The morning after a storm is always the same. Calm and quiet in the wake of nature's power and beauty. Life has been restored to the plants and animals and all actions can take different courses. It's almost as if you are reborn. The morning after a storm is one of my favorite times and I awoke feeling the draw of this time even more.

Last night was just a distance memory better forgotten and so was my dream. Edward loved me and I loved him. I knew I was letting Edward off way too easily but if I knew him he had blamed himself enough and probably would for a while. I was tired of not being near him and wanted this argument done with.

I stretched and rolled out off Alice's bed. The silk sheets felt wonderful against my skin and I was tempted to just lay there. I was defiantly buying some for home. I was still in my clothes from last night and was starting to feel gross. So I washed my face, pulled my hair into a ponytail, and pulled on jeans and a Forks High School sweatshirt from the stash of clothes always kept here for me. Alice would make me change later but for now it was fine. I was in too much of a hurry to care about what I was wearing. I unlocked the door and stumbled into the hallway.

The house smelt of toasty, buttery, vanilla which meant Esme was cooking. Not only was she cooking which was always a good sign but she was making waffles. I love waffles. But the waffles would have to wait because talking to Edward was the first thing I needed to do. The only problem was I didn't know where he was. I decided to start in the living area because I could here the crash of cars and fire of guns which meant the boys were playing videogames. I was pondering the reason men were drawn to the silly things when I tripped on the last step of the stairs. I had made it to the bottom but no on that last step I had to fall. Luck and fate had it out for me.

Before I could hit the ground I was caught by cold arms. I let out a sigh of relief but realized it wasn't Edward who had caught me. The arms were too muscular and the grip to tight meaning it was Emmett.

"Umm…Emmett. Human, breakable." I squeaked.

"Oh!" he dropped me, "Sorry Bella I forget sometimes."

"Ow, its okay Emmett just don't drop me next time." I said as I picked myself up off the ground rubbing my now sore shoulder.

"Oh, sorry…again." Emmett looked like he was afraid Edward would come at him fists flying any moment. The thought made me giggle and Emmett looked confused.

"Where is Edward?" asking Emmett would be quicker than searching the entire house.

Emmett snickered, "Upstairs in his room crying."

Before I could reply there was a shout from up the stairs. "I am not crying! I'm moping."

I couldn't help it I laughed and Emmett yelled back, "Sorry Princess Touchy."

The sound of a door slamming echoed through the house. It was time to talk to Edward before he came down and murdered Emmett. Plus this way he could stop moping. So I made my way back up the stairs only to be stopped halfway up by Esme. I did a double take looking from her to the stairs. Wasn't she cooking?

"Esme I thought you were making waffles?"

"Why no dear but someone certainly is."

"Oh, it was probably Edward then," that was sweet of him I thought. Then I realized something the door had been locked this morning. How had Esme gotten in? I asked her and she just chuckled.

"Sweetie, if I had a dollar for every time Emmett thought it was funny to lock us in our rooms to have "alone" time I could buy Alice her Porsche. That's why I keep keys to every room; but don't tell Emmett." Esme smiled at me and walked down the stairs while I chuckled and walked to Edward's door. I took a deep breath before knocking.

"Princess touchy doesn't want to talk right now." Edward called.

"Edward, please let me in. I want to talk." There was a loud thud from the other side of the door and the next second Edward had the door wide open. Wow that was quick. Then I remembered vampire speed.

"Bella, I'm sorry I thought you were Emmett. I'm sorry it took so long to open the door. I fell off the couch. That was the thud you heard. I was distracted with my thoughts so I didn't smell you. I'm sorry about last night. I'm an idiot. You deserve better. I shouldn't be jealous. If you want Mike that's you're choice. God I'm so sorry. I made you waffles I know you like them. I'm sorry. I love you." He spoke so quickly I almost didn't catch the whole thing. Edward was freaking out over this. I found that so sweet. But I cut him off.

"Edward. It's okay. I love you!" and then we were kissing. It was a needing, passionate kiss. He picked me up still kissing me and moved us to his couch. Everything that needed saying was said through the kiss and we both knew it would be okay. We loved each other and always would. When we finally broke apart thanks to me needing to breathe Edward spoke.

"I'm still killing Newton."

I giggled, "Fine by me." and with that I buried my head farther into his cold chest and sighed. "Now about those waffles."

A/N: Ok that's it I hope you liked it as much as I liked writing it. This was by far my favorite chapter to write. Edwards so cute at the end. Half way through I wanted waffles even though it's like the middle of the night. So I bribed my little brother to give my mom a hug and say waffles since I had been asking all night. So I'm getting waffles in the morning. Score! Review and watch out for others stories coming out.