Chapter 14:

Disclaimer: I own nothing! Although I'd like to pretend I am Stephenie Meyer, on this site I must, unfortunately, pull myself from my own little fantasy world and admit that I am not Stephenie Meyer. *sigh*

AN: Congratulations to everybody who guessed right! I must however applaud each and every one of you that took the time to review as well as to guess what the mysterious object may be. I loved reading all of your answers, and I truly enjoyed a lot of the stuff many of you came up with! I am not quite as creative as all of you so I kind of feel silly posting this, since the answer is not nearly interesting or amusing compared to what some of you guessed. (Hopefully you won't be too disappointed!) But seriously I love you all!!!! You guys are awesome, and thanks so much for taking the time to read my stuff. It truly means a lot to me! And now the moment you have all anxiously awaited has arrived. The answer is (drumroll) da da da duh... Nah I'm just kidding! You're going to have to read to find out! :P Anyways please read on, and as always feel free to review! lol seriously I love getting them! Thx a lot!

Edward looked up, startled by my tone. I bounced the small, bright blue bottle cap in my hand, searching his face. His eyes narrowed, his gaze zeroing in on the indigo-coloured bottle cap, as I tossed it lightly between my hands. I tried to keep my expression casual and unconcerned, but on the inside my spacious mind was reeling. Why did he have a bottle cap stashed in his shirt drawer?

His face relaxed, a small smile tugging at his flawless lips, as he watched the colourful bottle cap twirl around my fingers. I felt the tension automatically leave my body as he smiled, my own gaze trailing back to the minute object. The small, rational part of my mind realized that I was being completely ridiculous. Why did I find this tiny, inoffensive object so threatening? What did it mean anyways? I almost laughed at my own folly. I was over-reacting entirely. This meant absolutely nothing! It might not even belong to Edward! The cap was probably already in the drawer before Alice even placed our clothing in it. The tiny object was so small, that if Alice wasn't paying attention, and it was in the dark shadows, she probably wouldn't even have noticed it. Comforted by that thought, I focused my gaze once again on Edward. I was about to apologize when I noticed the far away expression frozen across his features. I stared at him curiously, as the distant look in his eyes slowly faded, his golden gaze staring straight into mine, a small smile playing at the corners of his full lips.

"It is yours." he whispered simply, his velvet voice filled with muted passion.

"Mine?" What was he talking about?

"Yes," he answered, instantly appearing at my side. Gently he took the bottle cap from my frozen hand. Stunned, I simply watched him, silently demanding an explanation.

"Do you remember that first day you ate lunch with me? Back in Forks, that fateful day in the High School Cafeteria. Such a short time ago, yet in many ways an entire eternity has passed since then." He murmured quietly, not seeming to talk to me at all. His gaze focused on something other than the room around us, his topaz eyes filled with emotion. He looked down at me, suddenly coming back to the present.

"Do you remember?" he asked quietly.

"Yes," I whispered. My mind instantly replayed the hazy human memory, the images blotting out all else. I was lost in the sound of his velvet voice heard through weak human ears, his dazzling smile seen through dim, cloudy human eyes. "Of course I remember."

I had been so disappointed when I hadn't seen him sitting at his usual table with the rest of his family. I had no longer desired food, my human hunger replaced by another one, the ravenous feeling of wanting to see him. I remembered feeling elated when Jessica finally noticed him, as she pointed him out to me. His quick smile as he beckoned me over. I stood up hurriedly, mumbling some excuse to Jessica, grabbing my lemonade bottle…

I gasped, realizing what he had meant. I gently plucked the bottle cap from his marble hands, my eyes holding onto his. He watched me intently, his expression giving nothing away.

"Why did you keep it?" I wondered, lazily bouncing the cap once again on my palm.

"A souvenir." he answered, his eyes bright. I grinned; the answer was so obvious, yet also sweet and touching. I was glad that he had wanted to keep a piece of me with him, even during those complicated times, when neither of us knew exactly what would happen. I too, had wanted a souvenir, although his very presence had been my own personal treasure.

"You have me entirely though." I pointed out. "Isn't that better than any souvenir?"

He knew I was only teasing, yet he answered my joking question as though I expected a serious answer.

"Much better," he murmured, his strong arms snaking around my waist. "You have no idea how happy I am to know that those days are behind us." He sighed softly, pulling me closer. "I love not having to worry anymore. Just being able to focus on the two of us being together is my own personal heaven. It is so much more than I ever expected to have. I never used to let myself even think of being able to have you the way I do now."

"Forever," I reminded him.

"That sounds perfect." He bent his head, pressing his lips against mine, crushing me to his chest.

"Mom!" Renesme's voice shattered the silence. "If you don't get breakfast soon, I will be forced to go to the neighbour's!"

Edward chuckled softly, as he reluctantly pulled away.

"You had better go," he said, his butterscotch eyes dancing. "She isn't thinking about asking the poor neighbour for rice crispies. She is sending me a very vivid mental picture of her attacking the defenseless, unsuspecting townsfolk."

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I pulled into the driveway, the tires squealing against the pavement as I hastily slammed on the brakes. I had already brought Jake his food, but if I didn't hurry Nessie would be eating breakfast in the car. I jumped out of the vehicle, slamming the door behind me as I hurriedly grabbed the groceries out of the back seat. Juggling the many bags, I raced towards the front door, easily reaching the doorstep, before the heavy rain could soak through the brown paper bags. I was about to push the front door open, when I recognized the soft melody drifting out of the house. I paused on the doorstep, my throat tightening as my eyes pricked against tears I couldn't shed. The soothing, familiar sound of my lullaby came from the living room. I easily detected the second melody, as it wove around the familiar notes. Even Edward couldn't play my lullaby exactly like that by himself. I smiled as I finally pushed the front door open, stepping into the room where my husband and daughter welcomed me with my song. I stood in the entry way staring at the two of them seated side by side on the short piano bench. Their pale fingers danced across the ivory keyboards, as their backs slowly swayed in time to the music. As the final note faded they both spun around to face me. Edward smiled slowly, his entire angel face lighting up.

"Yay!" Renesme yelled, "I am starved!"

Alright so I'll admit this is obviously not my best chap, but hey the whole piano moment was really something I felt needed to be done. I must also add that I am sorry it has taken me so long to update. I had planned to only leave all of you hanging for about a week, but unfortunately life just got in the way. That and of course my real novel which is still in the planning stages. It has always been my dream to write, and to be honest this book just seems like the direction my life is heading towards. Don't worry though, I have not forgotten any of you wonderful people, whom I love very much here on fanfic! Au contraire, I actually have a favour to ask you all. As I have said I am planning my own novel, and the truth is I do need a teensy bit of help from all of you. If you would be so kind as to tell me what you look for in a good book, it would help immensely! I haven't quite decided which direction my book will take, as I am still hammering out the details. So if it is not too much trouble I would love to hear from all of you, about what you think makes a story worth reading!!! Thank you so much!

Princess Ly