I woke up to a loud bang downstairs. Adrenaline took over and jerked me out of bed. I ran downstairs and smelled something burning. Turning into the kitchen I found Emmett in a stained, once snow white, T shirt and a black stripe of grime across his forehead.

"I was gunna make you breakfast in bed." Emmett smiled.

"Huh... How's that working out for ya?"

"Considering I haven't touched a single piece kitchen ware since 1932, I'd say pretty well."

"Well, you did get the eggs in the pan. You just left them on a little too long." He looked down sheepishly at the black mush that used to be two eggs.

"It's okay, I like my eggs well done." I said reaching around his neck and standing on my tip toes to kiss him.

"There's some well done toast on the table if you want some." He said pointing behind him.

"Do you really want to make me breakfast?" His eyes got wide and he nodded. I walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out the gallon of milk on the top shelf. Then I grabbed a bowl and spoon then set them on the table. Emmett watched eagerly as I crossed the kitchen again to grab a box of Cinoman Toast Crunch.

"It's cereal." I stated.

"I know what it is. I'm not that stupid." He laughed. "What do I do first?"

"Oh my gosh..." I said as I cupped my hand over my mouth.

"Hey! I'm new at this."

"Okay, I'm sorry." I said, still laughing." Just put the cereal and the milk in the bowl.

"Do I put the cereal or the milk in first?"

"It doesn't matter, just remember the bowl. The bowl is very important."

Emmett took the lid off of the milk jug and started pouring it into the bowl. I chuckled lightly.

"What? Am I doing it wrong?" He asked, frantic.

"No, you're fine. I just do it the other way."

"So I messed it up?"

"No, no. It all ends up the same. It doesn't matter. Just don't put too much milk in."

"How much is too much?" He asked as the milk was reaching the half point of filling the bowl.

"That's good." He pulled the milk jug back, put the lid back on and placed it in the fridge.

"I'm impressed." I said. "I didn't even have to tell you to do that." He smiled at me as he opened the box of cereal.

"Tell me when to stop." I watched the little squares of cinoman goodness fall on top of the milk.

"Now." Emmett put the box back on the counter and handed me the bowl and spoon. I took a bite and pretended to ponder over the taste.

"Hm... B plus." I said.

"Nice!" He exclaimed punching the air.

"This is exiting, you found a new talent." I said before taking another bite of cereal.

"I wonder what else I didn't know I could do... Oh! Laundry?"

I started laughing. "Let's just stick with the cereal for now." He slumped down in the chair next to me and watched me carefully as I ate my breakfast.

"I was thinking maybe we could go out today." I suggested before drinking the rest of the milk in my bowl.

"Out? Like, where?" He asked curiously.

"I don't know, maybe just in town or we could go to Seattle if you wanted to."

"Hm... Does this dumpy little town still have a park?"

"I believe it does." Then I started to notice how sarcastic I had become since being with Emmett. I started to smile a bit.

"Then it's settled. To the park we go." He slapped the table and started walking towards the door.

"Em, Emmett!" He turned around

"What?"

"I just woke up."

"Oh yeah, I forgot. You're human..."

"Sorry." I laughed. "I'll be quick."

I ran upstairs, ripped off my clothes, took a quick shower, brushed my hair, put on a pair of jeans that were starting to fit properly again, a tank top and sweatshirt then skipped downstairs.

"Emmett, I'm ready!" I called out to an empty room.

"Em-" I stopped upon seeing a note with his handwriting scribbled across it.

Bella,

You're slow. I'm in the car. I love you.

-Emmett

I smiled while folding the note delicately and shoving it in my pocket.

Emmett was sitting in the passenger seat of my truck with his cheek cradled in his massive hand. I carefully walked through the snow to the drivers side of the car and opened the door.

"Geeze, what were you doing in there?" He groaned.

"Getting ready."

"Took you long enough!" I complained.

"I can't help that I'm a girl... AND a human."

"I told you, we can change that." He said leaning closer too me.

"Emmett-" I said in a sudden instinctive panic.

"I'm sorry, Bella. I didn't mean to-"

"No, no. It's okay. I just... I don't know." I broke the awkward moment by starting the car.

Without looking I started backing out of the driveway since no one ever passed in front of our house. Suddenly, I heard a car horn honking behind me. I completely froze as Emmett screamed my name and grabbed the wheel.

Before leaving the driver yelled something obscene out his window. I began to shake.

"Bella, are you alright?"

"Yeah... I just didn't look." I breathed.

"Maybe we should go inside." He suggested.

"No, let's go. I'm fine."

"Well at least let me drive." Emmett pleaded.

"No, I'm fine." I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and checked the road both ways before backing up. I kept a slow and steady speed as I drove.

I hadn't felt my heart knock at my ribs like that in a while. Not since that September evening. I began to feel guilty thinking about it. I was sitting next to the man I love and thinking about the one before him. The one who was supposed to be my forever. It wasn't fair that he just got to change his mind. Not fair to me, or his family. After Emmett told me about the Cullen clan self destructing and shattering to pieces I had been feeling guilty, on top of the Edward anxiety.

My head had been a mess. I began to wish I could borrow someone else's mind. Someone ignorant and pure. Like Angela. Filled with math equations and who was going to ask her to prom. She has never been stricken with thoughts of her boyfriend possibly killing her or being constantly hunted by an angry vengeful vampire. Yes, Angela was innocent and clean. I envied her so much. Except Angela didn't have the one thing that began to keep me alive. She didn't have love. She didn't have Emmett.

I gripped his stone cold hand and smiled. I could feel his eyes on me as he moved closer to me in the drivers seat. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and kissed my ear.

"Bella..." He whispered. Then in one quick instant he screamed my name in a frantic tone and appeared in front of my truck. Before I could slam on my brakes he stopped the car with his bare hands.

"Emmett!" I screamed. I jumped out of the truck and ran to him. "What are you doing?"

"You can't drive past here."

"W-What are you talking about?" I was to flustered to respond in a steady voice.

"This is Quileute land." He said pointing to the asphalt on his right. "If I step foot here I could be in deep shit."

"But, we were driving. You wouldn't have to step on anything." I reminded him.

"Bella..." He chuckled at my ignorance as he wrapped me in his arms.

Suddenly something didn't feel right. I could tell by Emmett's tightening grasp that he didn't feel comfortable either.

A cold wind swept over us. I heard a low growl build in Emmett's throat.

"Emmett?"

"Well, hello you two." Victoria said sweetly.

AN: I am SO sorry I haven't updated in so long. Things got crazy, then crazier and just when I thought they couldn't get any worse, of course they did. So here is the first chapter in months that some of you have been dieing for. Again, I am so so so so SO sorry. I wish you knew how truly sorry I am. I hope you can find it in your beautiful hearts to forgive me. And I also apologize for the cliff hanger. I'll clear things up in a hurry, I promise. I love you, I love you, I love you!3