The next morning, I said goodbye to the cottage. I even dared to walk out into the field and see it one last time (with Edward standing vigilantly at my side, of course). We went up to the hospital that I had been taken to when I got appndicitis, and thanked the doctor one more time. Finally, we packed up our things, drove to the airport, and took the 4:00 flight back to the Seatlle airport.

When I arrived, it was rainy and cold. No surprise there, I thought. It was good to be back home, though. I had missed this place. We eventually drove up the driveway of my house, and Edward helped me unload my things from the car.

"Are you alright, Bella?" he asked hesitantly. "You look more pallid than usual."

"Do I? Oh, well I guess it must be jet lag getting to me or something." I hauled my brown bag out of the trunk.

"Are you sure? You haven't been talking to me the whole way home, and I think it has something to do with the fact that you miss Cresent Hill." He took the bag from me before I could set it on the ground and set it on the roof of the car.

"Hey, why'd you out my bag up there?" I asked, irritated.

"So you won't get distracted. And you didn't respond to my statement." Of course I didn't want to admit it. But he was 100 percent right. I missed it a lot, even though I knew Forks was my true home. Not to mention the fact that I had endured some of my worst life experiences there.I stared at the ground, a blush beginning to creep over my face. I wished I didn't blush so much.

"I'll take that as a Yes." he said, a smug smile on his face.

"Can I have my bag back now?" I muttered angrily.

"Sure." He jumped on top of the his Volvo and retrieved my bag for me, setting it down on the ground.

"Don't do that! What if someone sees you?" I gasped.

"Bella, you're so paranoid sometimes." he laughed.

"You sound like Jacob."

"Do I? Well, as much as I hate to admit it, he always did have a good sense of humor."

Edward suddenly stiffened, like he always did when he was anxious.

"What's wrong?" I whispered, frozen in place. He relaxed then, all sign of danger disappearing.

"Nothing's wrong. Somebody came to visit, that's all." He smiled. I had no idea what he was talking about until somebody coughed behind me. I whirled around to see who it was, and was instantly heart-warmed.

"Good to see you again," Edward said.