(AN: The chapters are going to be longer from now on…I'm starting to get the hang of these things :p. I've got many helpful reviews lately, I gratefully accepted them and took the advice with open arms. I noticed that this story has about 80 people who have alerts on it, yet I haven't got that many reviews!! So please REVIEW! Thank you guys :D

Also, I noticed that if I didn't include this scene….there would be a gap…so I had to include what Edward said about his soul in Eclipse, with some edits haha. Anyways, it seems like with the battle out of the way, Bella is going to have some free time on her hands!!)

"If you don't mind, I would like to spend some time with my fiancée," Edward grinned at the word, fiancée.

"Oh no you don't, Edward. Bella and I have some major planning to do for the wedding." Alice stepped forward, trying to look intimidating, but she failed completely.

"Alice, can I please have some time alone with Bella? Also, how do you know that Bella will let you plan the wedding?" he smirked.

"Bella wouldn't do that to me," she turned her attention to me, "Would you Bella?" she spoke innocently, looking at me with puppy dog eyes. I knew that in the end, Alice would get her way. But I wasn't looking forward to the idea of me being a puppet in her hands.

Alice was waiting and I had to say something, I looked up at her. "Alice can you let me think about it for a while?"

Her face lit up. "Oh thank you so much, Bella!"

"I didn't say yes!" I shouted, thinking that it didn't matter if Alice could tell the future, it mattered what I said.

"I know, but you will!" she squeaked happily.

"Bella, you don't have to do anything that you don't want to," Edward assured me, while Alice was practically jumping up and down.

"It's not that, I'm just worried about what everyone is going to think, once they hear about our engagement. I already knew I had you forever but this is much more official. Renee won't approve…Charlie is going to have an aneurysm, Jake won't be pleased…" I rambled on and on, while Alice had already got a large 3-ringed binder out and was scribbling frantically in it.

"Bella, look at me." Edward murmured, putting a hand under my chin gently, making me meet his eyes. They were worried, searching my eyes. He couldn't possibly think that I didn't want him, could he? "It doesn't have to be anything big, we could even drive to Vegas."

"Not a chance Edward! Bella wouldn't do that to me!" Alice chirped in.

"Vegas," he promised, taking me by the hand and leading me out the door. Once we were outside, he threw me over his shoulder and began running. I always felt at peace when he was running. It was like we could forget everything else that was going on, and just focus on being together. After what seemed like seconds to me, I could recognize the shapes racing past us. We were almost at the meadow. I turned my head and kissed under his jaw, making him slow down fractionally.

"Are you trying to make me hit a tree?" his voice obviously choking back laughter.

"I thought that you were good at everything, including running without hitting trees." I whispered, kissing the corner of his mouth now, which was turned up into his crooked grin.

"I would have thought that impossible, until I met you. Now I don't think that anything is impossible," he turned his head, meeting my lips.

He was still running, slower now, but it seemed like we were flying. He did not break the kiss as we arrived at our destination. He placed me on the damp grass and gave me a chance to breathe. My head was spinning with the sweetness of his breath. I took this time to look around me at my surroundings. The meadow was alive at night, the flowers glowing in the moonlight.

"It's so beautiful," I whispered, gazing into the darkness.

"Not nearly as beautiful as you are, Bella," he murmured, taking my hand and watching the light from the moon bounce off of his mother's ring.

"You like that, don't you?" I asked suspiciously, fluttering my fingers.

He shrugged his shoulders. "Sure," he said casually. "It looks very nice on you."

I stared into his eyes, trying to decipher the emotion that smoldered just under the surface. He gazed back and the casual pretense suddenly slipped away. He was glowing – his angel's face brilliant with joy and victory. He was so glorious that it knocked me breathless.

Before I could catch that breath, he was kissing me, his lips exultant. I was lightheaded when he moved his head to whisper in my ear – but his breathing was just as ragged as mine.

"Yes, I like it. You have no idea."

I laughed, gasping a little. " I believe you."

"Now, about what happened before we were very rudely interrupted by Emmett…" his eyes narrowed, thinking about Emmett's lack of ethics.

"Ahhh, I thought that you would bring that up," I muttered, dreading what he had to say.

"I think that we should wait until after we're married to try, Bella. I think that it would be the best idea, seeing as what's happened." He didn't meet my eyes.

I shook my head, and laughed glumly. "You make me feel like a villain in a melodrama – twirling my mustache while I try to steal some poor girl's virtue."

His eyes were wary as they flashed across my face, then he quickly ducked down to press his lips against my collarbone.

"That's it, isn't it?" The short laugh that escaped me was more shocked than amused. "You're trying to protect your virtue!" I covered my mouth with my hand to muffle the giggle that followed. The words were so…old fashioned.

"No, silly girl, he muttered against my shoulder. "I'm just trying to protect yours. And you're making it shockingly difficult."

"Of all the ridiculous – "

Let me ask you something," he interrupted quickly. "We've had this discussion before, but humor me. How many people in this meadow have a soul? A shot at heaven, or whatever there is after this life?"

"Two," I answered immediately, my voice fierce.

"All right. Maybe that's true. Now there's a world full of dissension about this, but the vast majority seem to think that there are some rules that have to be followed."

"Vampire rules aren't enough for you? You want to worry about the human ones too?"

"It couldn't hurt." He shrugged. "Just in case."

I glared at him through narrowed eyes.

"Now, of course, it might be too late for me, even if you are right about my soul."

"No, it isn't," I argued angrily.

" 'Thou shalt not kill' is commonly accepted by most major belief systems. And I've killed a lot of people Bella."

"Only the bad one."

He shrugged. "Maybe that counts, maybe it doesn't. But you haven't killed about –"

"Thatyou know about," I muttered.

He smiled, but otherwise ignored the interruption.

"And I'm going to do my best to keep you out of temptations way."

"Okay. But we weren't fighting over committing murder," I reminded him.

"The same principle applies – the only difference is that this is the one area in which I'm just as spotless as you are. Can't I leave one rule unbroken?"

"One?"

You know that I've stolen, I've lied, I've coveted… my virtue is all that I have left." He grinned crookedly.

"I lie all the time."

"Yes but you're such a bad liar that it doesn't really count. Nobody believes you."

"I really hope you're wrong about that – because otherwise Charlie is about to run into the meadow with a loaded gun."

"Charlie is happier when he pretends to swallow your stories. He'd rather lie to himself than look too closely." He grinned at me.

"But what did you ever covet?" I asked doubtfully. "You have everything."

"I coveted you." His smile darkened. "I had no right to want you – but I reached out and took you anyway. And now look what's become of you! Trying to seduce a vampire." He shook his head in mock horror.

"You can covet what's already yours," I informed him. "Besides, I thought it was my virtue that you were worried about."

"It is. If it's too late for me…Well, I'll be damned – no pun intended – if I'll let them keep you out too."

"You can't make me go somewhere you won't be," I vowed. "That's my personal definition of hell. Anyway, I have an easy solution to all this: let's never die, all right?"

"Sounds simple enough. Why didn't I think of that?"

He smiled until I gave up with an angry humph. "So that's it. You won't sleep with me until we're married."

"Technically, I can't ever sleep with you."

I rolled my eyes. "Very mature, Edward."

"But other than that detail, yes, you've got it right."

"I think you have an ulterior motive."

His eyes widened innocently. "Another one?"

"You know this will speed things up," I accused.

He tried not to smile. "There is only one thing that I want to speed up, and the rest can wait forever… but for that, it's true, your impatient human hormones are my most powerful ally at this point."

"I can't believe that I'm going along with this. When I think of Charlie… and Renee! Can you imagine what Angela will think? Or Jessica? Ugh. I can hear the gossip now."

He raised one eyebrow at me, and I knew why. What did it matter what they said about me when I was leaving soon and not coming back? Was I really so oversensitive that I couldn't bear a few weeks of sidelong glances and leading questions?

Maybe it wouldn't bug me so much if I didn't know that I would probably be gossiping just as condescendingly as the rest of them if it were someone else getting married.

Gah. Married this summer! I shuddered.

And then, maybe it wouldn't bug me so much if I hadn't been raised to shudder at the thought of marriage.

Edward interrupted my fretting. "It doesn't have to be a big production. I don't need any fanfare. You won't have to tell anyone or make any changes. We'll go to Vegas – you can wear old jeans and we'll go to the chapel with the drive-through window. I just want it to be official – that you belong to me and no one else." I thought of Jake as he said this, obviously I had a big talk ahead of me.

"It couldn't be any more official than it already is," I grumbled. But his description didn't sound that bad. Only Alice would be disappointed.

"We'll see about that." He smiled complacently. "Are you ready to go home"?

I grinned thinking about how he considered his home, my home as well. I nodded, leaning in to kiss him once more. He was just as eager as I was, bringing his hands up to my hair. I knotted my hands around his neck and molded my lips to his.

He was the one to break away first, grinning. "Must I always be the responsible one?"

"No, leave me in charge of responsibility for a few minutes, or hours." I said, trying to bring my lips to his once more, but cold iron fetters restrained me.

"Let's get you home before I have to pull out the handcuffs," he threatened jokingly.

"I wouldn't mind that," I bluffed.

He ignored my comment and threw me over his shoulder; I gripped his neck tight as he began to run towards my to-be in-laws' house.

(AN: I have the next few days planned out…haha. Charlie is going to be a toughie. I keep picturing Dennis Quade (sp?) angry; it makes me laugh pretty hard. I might keep writing tonight, but it's going to be the start of a new chapter :p. I'll have chapter 7 up for tentatively….Thursday night. That sounds about right. Chapter 8 will for sure be done by this weekend. ACTUALLY, it depends on how long my chapters are going to be….hmm. This one was toooo long, but I had to include it. Oh well, we'll see. Please REVIEW or else I won't put up the newest chapter :P I'm going to ask for……….30 reviews. REVIEW!)

Wow. This chapter is 6 pages on Microsoft word.