Alright, I read the comments and here are some things I have to explain

The Time Period: I am messing the language up but I'm not so sure that this is the 1900's or even Chicago. (I'm sorry I suck so badly ;;) I probably should have made a time period when I wrote this. But again. I will completely admit to the language mishaps. I don't know if that will change though so you can continue correcting me so I don't make those same mistakes later but try to enjoy the story too.

The previous chapter's title: So the title "Happiness is a Warm Gun" had no guns. What the Hell KaityCat? Well from time to time I may steal titles from music. Cause….well who doesn't love when they know what the chapter title means because they heard the song? This title is a Beatles song. I don't think it's about guns. It's about how a girl makes some one happy. And you can see Bella making Edward live again.\

Edward woke up the next morning humming the song he had written the night before. He dressed himself and ate his breakfast before going to see Bella again. But, when he approached the fruit-stand he saw a man rather than a girl.

'Oh yeah,' he thought to himself. 'It's Saturday. She doesn't go to work on Saturdays."

He walked over to the man.

"Hello, my name is Edward Cullen, do you know where Bella Swan is?" he asked.

"Oh, you're the man who helped us by paying our debts. I can't thank you enough," Said the man, pumping Edwards hand enthusiastically. "My name is Charles Swan, I'm her father. Bella is probably at the farm with Jacob. That's where she usually is on her off-time." He then directed him to the field where the fruit was grown.

Edward walked to the field to find Bella sitting in an apple tree while Jacob picked up the apples she dropped and put them into a basket. The sun shown through the branches and leaves giving her a glow. Jacob said something to Bella which made her act mock-angry and through an apple at him.

Bella looked up and noticed Edward's presence. "Oh, hello Edward!" she called as she dropped from the tree and ran over to him. "How did you know where to find me?

"I asked your father. He's very nice."

"When he wants to be," she giggled.

Jacob scowled at the two of them and went to pick apples on the other side of the orchard. Who did that elitist snob think he was, coming to ruin his plans?

"So," Bella began as the two of them started walking. "I really can't thank you enough for your help yesterday. "

"Think nothing of it!" Edward excused. "Anything for a friend."

"You are aware I have no intention of letting you do that without getting something in return, right?"

"You don't have to do anything." Edward pressed.

"No, I'm paying you back…just not in money. I don't have any." She said with a shrug.

"Then what is your plan?"

"Well, I'll give you a surprise on Monday eavening."

"Why then?" he asked.

"Well, tonight I have no time or materials and Sundays are spent with my father and I go to church. As for why it's at night, well it can only happen at night." She answered.

"What is it?" asked Edward.

"I can't tell you, it wouldn't be a surprise. But I'm really good at it." She teased.

"You have to tell me!" he pleaded.

"Nope,"

The day was spent laughing and joking. Edward returned home in the late afternoon. Bernadette was sitting on lounge chair in the room with lots of windows, pouring her self a glass of wine.

"Hi there, I was wondering if you'd even see me today," she mumbled. "Come, sit with me?"

Edward sat down and poured him self his own drink.

"So, seeing as we're going to be married soon I thought we should address some things," she said, perking up.

"Alright," Edward agreed.

"Well," she began as she swirled her glass of wine "Would you ever want children?"

"Wh-what?" Edward asked as he looked up. Where had that question come from?

"A baby, would you ever want to have a baby with me?" she asked again.

"Well, I think it's a bit soon to think about that, I mean, you just recently became of age," he deduced.

Bernadette nodded. "You're right."

There was silence for a bit.

"I like kids," she mumbled. "They're always so happy. And running around, it'd be fun."

"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it," Edward said, trying not to be rude. "We aren't even married yet."

Bernadette went home later that eavening. Edward sat in the room wondering what would happen on Monday night. What could the surprise be? He played through many options but none of them worked. While he was thinking a young woman danced into the room.

"Hello Edward," she greeted as she lowered her self onto the arm of the chair he was sitting in. "I need to talk to you because, my dear brother, you may be in trouble soon." She said.

"What is it Alice?" Edward asked.

"Well I was talking to Jasper," she began. "And he said he was out with his friend the other day."

"Oh really?"

"Yes, and he's been seeing you around these past few days. And every time he sees you you're with this girl. Now I'm going to ask you a question and I want you to answer me with honesty. No matter what your answer is I wont tell anyone." She promised

"Alright then."

"Are you cheating on Bernadette?"

"No I am not," Edward answered evenly.

"Good, because you would be in big trouble if you were. I know how hard it is to face her every day but we all have our burdens to bear."

"And your burden is…?" Edward asked.

"I can't have an open relationship because Jasper is just a poor soldier. We have to sneak around just to be together." She sighed.

"How romantic," he mumbled monotonously.

"She's getting suspicious. You might want to spend a bit more time with her. You're out later and later every day." Alice warned.

Edward let out a moan. "Can't I be happy while I still can?"

"Yes," Alice empathized. After a time of silence she started back in. "So who is this girl you've been spending all your time with?" she asked excitedly.

"She is pretty amazing," Edward began.

He explained his story to his sister. Alice was grinning wildly when he was finished.

"You two are going to end up together some how. I just know it!" she exclaimed.

"How can you be so sure?" he asked.

"Woman's intuition of course!"

"You are forgetting Jacob," Edward added.

"Oh yeah… well then it's a good thing you have a fiancé then, huh?"

I can't tell but I'm guessing that this is longer than my other chapters….yay?