Esme let me stay in my makeshift room another night. Actually, she offered it as my permanent room for however long I stayed, but I just couldn't accept that. Plus, it would be better for Seth to stay outside in his wolf form just in case anything very serious came up; especially around this day and the next, when my vampire Hunters were due.

Seth's arms were around me after we dressed for the night and were on top of the covers.

"Thanks for not leaving," he sighed, pecking my lips.

"Thanks for slobbering some sense into me," I joked, rolling my eyes. He blushed. "Ugh, okay. That sounded a little wrong," I murmured, blushing. We laughed a bit, and his hand found the small of my back, pressing me up against him. I bit my lower lip, nuzzling my face into his chest. I sighed, his chest was so warm.

"Sleepy already? We haven't done anything today," he laughed.

I smiled against his chest, comforted by his warm breath on the top of my head.

"No. But we've got some preparations to do for when we haveta fight off Vincent and the others. I need sleep so that I can think of some plans tomorrow," I told him. He sighed, stroking my hair.

"Are you sleepy already?" I asked him, tilting my head up so that my chin rested on his chest and I could stare lovingly up into his eyes. He suddenly blushed; I could see that much in the moonlight.

He shrugged his shoulders, one of his hands playing around with my hair.

"Nn," he murmured, tucking a strand behind my ear.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothin'. Just…thinking about something," he shrugged. I frowned, positioning myself so that I could kiss him lightly on the lips. He hummed happily.

"What?" I murmured through his lips. He didn't answer for a moment so I pulled away and gently held his face in my hands. "What's wrong?"

He looked down at me with reddened cheeks.

"Just thinking about our possible future together, that's all," he shrugged. I blushed.

"Is it possible for us to have a future together?" I mumbled into his shoulder.

"I hope so," he sighed, kissing the top of my head.

"Really?" I asked in a tiny voice with a giddy smile on my face. He smiled shyly and nodded.

"Duh," he scoffed playfully, and we rolled out on our backs, staring up at the ceiling. There was silence for a moment; it was a bit awkward.

"So…" Seth chuckled.

We shifted around awkwardly and my eyes roamed the room.

"Yep," I sighed, popping the "p."

A question popped up in my mind. "So… what were you thinking about?" I asked him.

He turned his head to the side as I had already done, and frowned.

"Hm?"

I rolled my eyes. "What were you thinking about…y'know…about our possible future? Any ideas?" I asked him curiously. He blushed and looked away for a moment, his hands clasping behind his head.

"Um…well…I was just thinking about how long we'll be together. How long you'll love me; even while you age and I, uh…don't. I was wondering when I'd start aging again and if you'd…" he trailed off for a moment, hesitant. I bit my lower lip and tried to hide a smile.

"If I'd what?"

He looked at me with a very serious expression. "Well, if you'd want to marry me even if we have a significant age difference," he mumbled.

"Age doesn't matter to me," I assured him.

He forced a smile but it soon disappeared after he muttered a "thanks."

"What now?"

He shrugged his shoulders.

"C'mon, tell me. What else were you thinking about?" I asked him, surprisingly eager to hear how far his mind could wander.

He cleared his throat.

"I was, uh…also thinking about…"

"About what? C'mon, Seth, stop being all hesitating," I complained. He chuckled once and this time, the small smile on his face didn't disappear. He did, however, glance up at the ceiling as he finished –

"I was thinking about…how many children you and I'd have," he mumbled.

I held back a gasp and shot upright, sitting and crossing my legs "Indian-style." Seth looked away, his cheeks reddened.

"Whoa," I breathed. I felt some sudden reaction to his words and my hand flew to my stomach.

"Heh…sorry," he mumbled, still not looking at me.

"It's okay. I just wasn't expecting that," I shrugged. He sat up now, still looking away. I couldn't help but smile. When he glanced at me, he quickly looked away with a frown, his cheeks still burning red.

"What's with that smile?" he muttered. I giggled, the butterflies in my stomach not yet calming down.

"I'm just thinking about how cute you look when you're embarrassed," I admitted bluntly, and his cheeks just turned even redder. I giggled.

We lied back down, and I scooted up closer to him, resting my face against his warm chest. There was silence.

"You okay?" Seth asked me. I sighed, kissing his cheek carefully and sleepily.

"Yeah. That comment of yours just kind of hit me…" I breathed, and he chuckled.

"Oh. Sorry. Wanna catch some Z's then?" His tone was much lighter, much more Seth-like now. I grinned. This was more like it; the Seth that I was more comfortable around.

I sighed. "Yeah. That'd be cool," I giggled. He held me against his chest again.

"Alright. Night," he whispered into my hair. I mumbled a "good-night" to him and closed my eyes.I was nodding in and out of sleep, his breathing got shallower and the calm sound was lulling me to sleep. But before I could go to sleep, I had to say one last thing:

"Hey Seth?"

He jerked awake with a sleepy moan that acknowledged my presence. I began rubbing his chest, trying to make him sleep again.

"Mm?" he sighed, pulling me closer. I closed my eyes and sighed.

"…I think I want three," I told him.

I felt his smiling lips on the top of my head.

"Awesome. Three's my new lucky number," he grinned, and we said good night one last time. Seth fell asleep quickly, while it took me a while to stop thinking about my future; the experience Seth and I would have when we made the three children; the thrill of it was not hard to imagine. It dominated my dreams, too. That just grossed me out. Thank goodness Seth couldn't read my thoughts.

And then I felt sorry for Edward.