I'm overjoyed at the fact that everyone likes this so much! Lots of people liked the end of the last chapter. I guess I'll get started. I'm on break/weekend which is why I'm able to update so much. Once its over I'm not sure how often I'll update. But I'll try to keep up.

Edward snuck out of the house as early as possible. He didn't want to apologize for what he had said the night before. He wanted her to think about it and change. If he was going to be stuck with her she was going to have to at least listen to him and realize the world didn't revolve around her.

He went to the fruit stand. Rather than seeing the smiling woman he had been thinking of all night happily serving people apples he saw her being hassled by the guard. One had her by the wrists as she struggled to try to get away from him. Two more were trying to help him cart her off. Edward ran over to the scene.

"We just need a little more time. Please let go of me!" Bella pleaded.

"You say that every time," said the gruff man. "Your time is up."

"Hey, Hey!" Interjected Edward. "What's the problem?"

"Well, Mr. Cullen, the Swans are very far behind on their taxes so she…" he thrust Bella forward. "…is being imprisoned as payment."

"We'll get the money to you but we are hitting hard times right now," she defended. "Oh, hey Edward." She smiled.

"Hey!" yelled one of the guard members. "You don't speak to the upper-class so casually! Address him as Mr. Cullen, you peasant scum."

"I apologize" Bella said quietly, hanging her head.

Edward sighed. How stupid people were these days. "How much does her family owe? I will gladly pay for it." He stated, staking out his check book.

"Oh, you don't want to help a couple of weasels like the Swans," Excused the scrawny man who was trying to life Bella up into the cart.

"Are you telling me what to do? My father may have something to say to that." Edward threatened. "So how much is her debt?"

The transaction was finished and Bella was released.

"Thank you so much, that was so generous of you."

"Anything for a friend," Edward said with a smile.

"So that's what your real smile looks like," Bella commented. "I like it."

He loved her smile as well.

The two laughed and chatted for a bit. Suddenly a dark skinned boy ran up to Bella.

"Oh, hey Jake." Bella called with a wave.

"Are you alright? I heard what happened. Did they hurt you? Do I have to kill them?" asked Jake.

"No, no," Bella laughed "I'm fine, Edward here helped me out and paid off my debts!"

Jake turned to Edward and looked him up and down.

"Thanks," he said with a grimace.

"You know, if you can't afford to keep paying me I'd work for free, no problem." Jacob told Bella.

"No, we wouldn't feel right, making you care for our plants, in the hot sun, for nothing."

"It wouldn't have to be for nothing," Jacob said, raising an eyebrow.

Bella laughed "You're so bad, but no, we're going to keep paying you with cash." She stressed. "Oh! Edward, this is my buddy Jake. He's one of our farmers. Jake, this is my new friend Edward, he's amazing!"

Jake nodded. "That's great, well; I've got to get to work. Bye Bella, bye Mr. Amazing." He sneered. Then he was off. Edward did not like this man.

He later went back home, where Bernadette was impatiently awaiting him.

"What do you have to say to me?" he was greeted as he entered the house.

"I'm sorry for calling you such a derogatory word."

"Well good. And won't you please forgive me for insulting your values."

"Of course." He sighed.

"That's great. Now, won't you please play me a song on your piano? I do love your music." She pleaded.

"Yes my sweet," Edward said.

He played Bernadette many songs on the piano, late into the night. It shut her up the entire time and was thus Edwards's favorite thing to do with her.

When she was gone he decided to mess around with the piano. He played different notes while daydreaming about Bella. Her smile, her eyes it was all so memorizing. He even adored her smell. The scent of fruit was always surrounding her. He played keys on his piano. They mended into a song as he got sleepier and sleepier. Eventually he had made a lullaby which drifted him off to sleep as it played in his dreams.

So does anyone see what I'm doing? Adding things from the story in here. Just trying to explain that I'm not just stealing ideas, it's intentional.

I hope you liked this. R&R Please.