Thanks for the reviews everyone and the new favorites and alerts. This is a filler chapter... I know I know, I hate them too, but I needed to get through Sunday because Lucy has to get back to school for the action to begin again. Sorry!

Oh and I was thinking, and I decided that if I were casting a movie of this story... that James McAvoy would be Tyler. How he was in Becoming Jane without the beard. Yum he's definately beautiful and perfect. So I thought I would tell everyone, and maybe you can picture him while your reading it. And if you haven't seen Becoming Jane, watch it. Right now. Get your little butt up from your computer (I know it's hard) and rent it because James McAvoy is literally drool-worthy in it. It's really sad and depressing, but you can just like turn it off before the end and convince yourself that they end up together forever. Oops sorry about that little spoiler.

Ok, I'm done ranting about James McAvoy. *swoon*. Enjoy the chapter.

-a.

I was perfectly content as I laid my head on Tyler's chest, dragging my finger in lazy circles along his bare skin. The stone room reflected the glow of our pale skin and spun it along the walls. I sighed happily.

"What time do you think it is?" Tyler asked softly.

I groaned. "I couldn't really care less." I snuggled closer to him. "I could stay here forever."

He chuckled and tightened his arms around me. "As could I."

We lay together for an immeasurable period of time, our bodies twined together. Eventually he shifted out from under me and stood slowly. I fell heavily to the stone floor where his back had been, refusing to move.

He grinned at me and bent to pick me up, one arm under my knees and one under my shoulders like a little child.

I saw him glance at the floor, and I followed his gaze to the shredded remains of my beautiful silver shirt. I sighed. I was sad to see it go.

"Think you can stand up now?" Tyler asked mischievously. I shook my head stubbornly, and he smiled wickedly. "Wrong answer."

In one swift movement he stepped to the edge of the dark water and tossed me in. I gasped but managed not to swallow any water. His glowing pale body entered the water quickly and gracefully after me, and I glared at him. He laughed, sending a stream of bubbles to the surface, and swam to my side. He placed his hands on my face and kissed me sweetly, softly. My annoyance evaporated. The water slid over and between our bodies, caressing my skin. He pulled back and smirked as he took my hand, pulling me to the hole at the base of the tunnel and following me through.

We reached the surface quickly, and I climbed onto the plush carpet of moss and pine straw. I lay there on my back as Tyler pulled himself out of the water behind me. He laughed as he saw me, and walked over to take my hands and pull me to my feet and into his arms.

"Mmm," I purred as I leaned my head against his muscled chest. He chuckled, and I felt him lift his face to the sky.

"It's morning," he commented.

I looked up, resting my chin on his shoulder as I measured the gray clouds. "How can you tell?"

He grinned. "Practice. I used to live here remember?"

I rolled my eyes and picked up my jeans, sliding them on. "You know, it might not be so great if I show up at the house without a shirt on."

"Oh, but it works on you," he said, appraising my attire, or lack thereof. I put my hands on my hips and raised an eyebrow. He sighed, "I'll try and sneak in first and grab you a shirt."

I skipped to his side and kissed his cheek, letting my lips linger near his ear. "Thanks."

His arms snaked around my waist, leaving a trail of fire where his skin touched mine. He pressed his lips to my neck softly.

I pulled away from him and began to walk in the direction of the house, letting my hips sway a little more than usual. He growled deep in his chest, a rumble that spread through my body. I laughed and took off running. I quickly felt him in the air behind me, and I grinned. I let the wind dance through the leaves, sending the fallen ones spinning around us.

I stopped short as we reached the edge of the woods. I could see the house. The second story window had luckily been left open, so if Tyler could make it to the house, he could jump in.

"Alright, I'll be back in a minute," he said softly.

I frowned, and he pulled me to his chest. It was so natural, and we fit together so perfectly. "Ok, less than a minute." He chuckled softly, and I squeezed him closer before I released him. He kissed my forehead, then disappeared.

I sat silently on the grass and rested my chin in my hands as I waited. I listened intently for any sounds that he had been caught.

Suddenly he was there, two inches from my face and grinning. My eyes widened, and he kissed my nose. He stood and tossed a green t-shirt at me. I caught it and held it up. "Tyler! This is your shirt!"

He looked confused. "I know! You don't have any clothes, and there was no way I could have made it downstairs to Alice's room!"

"This is practically the same as having no shirt," I mumbled as I slipped it on.

I stood gracefully. "You look good in my shirt, though." He grinned, and I rolled my eyes. "Besides, I don't care what anyone thinks."

I sighed. "Might as well get this over with then."

He took my hand and led me inside the back door. Edward and Bella were sitting in the living room with Renesmee and Jacob. They all looked up as they heard us enter, and Jacob snorted, "Nice shirt."

I buried my face in Tyler's chest, trying not to think about why I needed it and failing miserably. Edward burst out laughing as he heard my thoughts. Tyler whispered in my ear, "I didn't think anything." I looked up, and he was smirking, knowing I was the culprit. I wrinkled my nose.

He laughed, turning to face Edward who was biting back laughter. "No one needs to hear that, alright?"

"No one needs to hear what?" asked the exact person in reference. Alice entered the room, her eyes narrowed.

"Nothing," I squeaked.

She took one look at my wet haired, oversized t-shirted appearance and all but fainted. "Luce, I'm sorry, but it is high time I took you shopping."

I frowned, "It's a Sunday."

"Nothing's closed for me." She promptly whipped out her cell and began dialing. I heard her voice fading as she left the room, "Yes, this is Alice Cullen. I need…"

"Great," I moaned as I leaned into Tyler's arms. "I was planning on spending all of today with you." My voice was muffled by his shirt, but I knew he could hear me.

"I could come, if you would like." I looked up at him, the doubt obvious in my eyes. "It can't be so bad."

Bella snorted. "Oh, yes it can."

Alice came back then. "Well, looks like we'll have the mall to ourselves today!" she grinned happily. Her eyes went blank for a split second, and then she focused on Tyler. "You're coming too then Tyler?"

He nodded, and I felt a smile brighten my face as I turned to look at him. Alice giggled, "Great! You really need to change first though, Lucy."

She took my hand, pulling me away from Tyler and trading my t-shirt for a tight brown turtleneck. It was cashmire, and I cuddled it to my face as she threw a cream colored scarf at me.

We left her room, and I tried not to sprint back to Tyler's arms. He laughed as I crashed into him and whispered so only I could hear, "Missed you."

We climbed in Alice's yellow Porsche and sped down the highway. We arrived quickly and a security guard let us in the locked doors. The building was small and full of very fine designer names. She led us into a variety of stores, and Tyler waited outside the fitting room as Alice tossed a multitude of clothes at me.

I pulled on outfit after outfit, modeling for Tyler and sometimes Alice, if she wasn't out finding me something else to try. After a few hours Alice threw something small, black, and strappy over the door and into my dressing room. I lifted it, my eyes filling with alarm. "How do I even put this on?"

She laughed mischeviously and slid into the tiny room, helping me arrange the criss-crossing straps along my back. It was a tiny dress. Very tiny. I looked like a slut, and Alice began giggling uncontrollably. "Tyler's going to love this one."

She left my dressing room, making sure I was hidden from sight.

"Well?" I heard my favorite silken voice call from outside the door.

I sighed. "I look like a stripper," I called back.

He laughed, "Well then it can't be bad, can it?"

I bit my lip and stepped out of the room.

Tyler's eyes bulged, and I thought they were going to pop out of his head with some crazy sound effect like in those old cartoons. Before I could blink his mouth was on mine and my back was pressed against the door. I smiled, and his tongue pushed into my mouth, deepening the kiss. My hands tangled in his hair, and I moved my body against his. He moaned softly, deep in his chest.

I heard Alice's voice from around the corner, "Lucy, I have-"

Tyler grabbed me and spun me inside the dressing room, pressing a finger to his lips. My eyes lingered on those lips, and I stepped closer, my face inches from his, and slid my hands up his chest.

"Tyler, get out of there. I swear, can you two keep your hands off each other for two minutes?" Alice snapped.

Tyler grinned and slipped out of the room.

By nightfall Alice had successfully purchased enough clothes for twenty, and she was satisfied. "It should work for now," she stated as we left the mall, Tyler's arm wrapped around my waist.

I looked at her in disbelief and he kissed the side of my head, pulling me close. We climbed into the car, and I curled my body into Tyler's side, sighing softly as we set off for home.

So you know how I said James McAvoy for Tyler? Well I am completely stumped for Lucy. I mean really, strawberry blonde curly hair and really tiny? Those are tough shoes to fill. So I've decided to ask you guys, because my readers are definately smarter than me, right?

-a.

p.s. don't forget the bargain. review = preview. ooo that rhymed I am so clever!