A/N: Okay, so this is my last post for tonight, but I will try to post another one before school tomorrow. This is a little bit of Edward/Bella for you all. Thanks for the reviews! I adore them!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters.

Detour

"I can't believe I let you talk me into this! Out of all the things we could be doing tonight, and you take me on a tour of a cemetery."

"It's Halloween, and since you weren't up for the horror movies…"

"You know, I was thinking something along the lines of trick-or-treating. Possibly even carving pumpkins?"

"You seriously think I'd let you handle a knife?"

"No, but it was worth a shot."

"Oh, come on. It's not that bad."

"For you, maybe. You're a creature of the night. For all I know, one of your kind may be stalking around behind the tombstones waiting to attack us at any given moment."

"My kind?" Edward questioned quietly so as no one else besides Bella would hear. "What do you mean, my kind?"

"Vampire, obviously." Bella whispered back.

"If I do recall correctly, Miss Swan, you want to become one."

"Exactly: become one, not be eaten by one!"

"You Miss, do you have a question?" The tour guide gazed through the fog, his eyes wandering past the rest of the tour group until they landed on Bella.

"Ummm…" She said, attempting to come up with a fast question.

However, Edward was quicker.

"She was just wondering why the engraving on the stone to out left said 'Grave Robber'. Isn't that a little contradictory, considering that the one said to be buried around six feet under would be the one expected to rob his own grave?"

The tour guide looked at Edward like he was mad. He didn't even bother to attempt to answer the question as he turned around and continued on leading the group of people through the foggy field.

Giggling slightly, Bella turned her gaze up onto Edward's pallid face. "That sure shows why he got this job. He had so many qualifications." She joked as he claimed her hand in his.

"Yeah. It's apparent now that the only reason they hired him to run cemetery tours is because he looks dead himself." Edward stated as he tugged on Bella's hand, leading her off of the path and away form the group.

"Edward," She hissed quietly. "Where are we going? Don't take a detour! The group is going to leave without us!"

"Don't worry, Bella. I know exactly where I'm going."

"What, so you hang out in graveyards at night when you're not watching me sleep?"

"As if. You're far more amusing than the dead and the damned." Edward replied tenderly.

They walked in silence until Edward took a detour from their straight line, pulling Bella off to the right.

"Where exactly are we going?" Bella murmured as she gripped his frosty hand tighter.

"You'll see." Was his only response.

After another few moments of walking, they were standing in front of a huge, exquisite white marble crypt. Conveniently, in front of it, was an equally desirable gothic-esque bench. Wasting no time, Edward pulled Bella down onto it, and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

Both sets of eyes looked skyward, attempting to discern the stars from the clouds and harvest moon through the thick fog.

"Do you come here often?" Bella questioned after a minute of comfortable silence.

"Yes, actually." Edward replied just as quietly. "It's a good spot to think."

"What do you think about?"

Turning his molten eyes upon her, he whispered huskily, "You, mostly."

Slowly, unconsciously, the two began to lean closer, closer, until they're lips were almost touching. Only one more inch. Make that half an inch. A quarter…

Bang!

"Ahhh!" Bella screamed as she jumped backwards. Faster than lightning, Edward was crouched down in front of her protectively.

The door to the marble crypt flew open, revealing the shadows of two figures. A low, guttural growl was released from the back of Edward's throat as they got nearer, closer.

Just as he was about to pounce, an all too familiar voice called out, "Hey bro, what's up?"

"Jasper?" Bella gasped, recognizing the voice immediately.

"None other." Jasper smirked as he trailed out of the crypt.

"Rosalie?" Edward scrunched his face as his lovely blonde sister stepped out from behind Jasper.

"But of course." She replied, her voice like a chorus of silver bells.

"What are you two doing here? I thought you were out hunting." Edward said as he relaxed his stance and pulled Bella in close to his side.

"Oh, we were." Jasper noted.

"Than how did you get here?"

Rosalie smiled, "We just took a little detour, that's all."