A/N: Hehehehehe... I think I just found the perfect way for them to have ended up married... Because, if you asked me yesterday, I would've told you, "I don't know, but when you figure it out, get back to me!" or, at least, something along those lines. So, yeah... Just read!

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He taught me how to hunt. He kept it simple, just a few deer and a bear, but he promised to take me hunting for more advanced animals soon.

I had just finished draining the last of the blood from a buck when I heard him call my name from some other part in the forest. I stood up and looked around, but he was nowhere to be found.

"Edward?" I shouted back. I heard him chuckle quietly --this new-found hearing was possibly the best thing ever-- and he told me to turn around.

I did, and slowly made my way through some trees until finally I found him.

He was leaning against a tall, wide tree, hands in the pockets of his grey pea coat and looking more like a god than I ever thought somebody could. He looked up at me, and graced me with one of his wonderful crooked grins. He took on hand out of his pocket and reached out to me. I reached back, and as soon as our hands touched, I felt complete, as corny as that sounds.

He pulled me tight against his chest, making my breath hitch in my throat, and whispered in my ear, "Come with me."

I nodded, and managed to cough out a mangled reply. Why did he have to be so intoxicating? Shouldn't it have gone down, since I was immortal, like him? That must not be how it works.

He chuckled and let me go, keeping my hand in his. He dragged me along through the forest quickly, hours turning to minutes and then to seconds, making it seem like only moments later --though it most likely was-- that he pulled one final branch from our path and pulled me through.

I gasped as I took everything in, walking even deeper into the new place that he had taken me to.

The meadow he had brought me to seemed to be perfectly round except for the magnificent stream that flowed right down the center of it. Wild flowers of all different colors were scattered throughout the foot-long blades of grass. Trees, large and small, seemed to make a wall around the outside of the meadow. All in all, it was amazing.

I was vaguely aware of him as he stepped behind me, placing a hand on my shoulder and whispering in my ear, "What do you think, love?"

Love. People married each other when they're in love…

Edward and I are married…

And I have no recollection of it what. So. Ever.

My left ring finger felt ten times heavier, like it did back in Edward's –or should I say, OUR—room. I glanced down at my hand. The huge, sparkly diamond atop of the golden band taunted me. You have no idea how I got here, and you haven't even bothered asking, have you? And then I lost it.

I snarled and spun around quickly, grabbing onto his collar and yanking him down to the ground, keeping him down by sitting on top of him and pinning his hands up above him.

He looked up at me with wide, confused, and slightly amused eyes. I was almost able to see my reflection in them. I saw the piercing crimson color that mine were, and I'd be lying to say that I didn't frighten myself.

"Hell, Bella!" His tone held everything that his eyes had. "What was that for?"

I didn't answer his question right away. "You're really good at that, you know," I retorted.

Understanding, like he knew exactly what I meant, crossed his expression for one brief nanosecond, and was quickly replaced by confusion. But not quick enough.

"Really good at what?" he inquired, almost innocently.

"You know exactly what. Now don't make me torture you," I murmured, leaning in, as if to prove my point. I wasn't afraid to torture him into giving me what I wanted. And right now, I wanted answers.

"And what do you mean by that, love?" Even though I was still holding him down in a death grip, he somehow managed to tilt his head towards mine. Now I could feel his cool breath on my face. It smelled like cinnamon and, though it didn't appeal to me on the same level that it would have when I was human, it was still the best-smelling thing I had ever known.

"You know exactly what I mean," I managed to get out before he crushed his lips to mine. But I was smart. Though I still gave in slightly –who wouldn't?—I still prolonged it, like I had planned. I made him work for it.

My lips moved with his, but only for a minute before I froze above him. I pushed away from him, but still kept him pinned down. He gazed up at me imploringly, and I nearly let myself fall into his little trap again. Nearly.

"I take that as a yes, you want more?" I guessed.

"What kind of question is that," he murmured. Even though he said it in a questioning format, it was obviously a statement. He began to bend his head up, trying with all his might to capture my lips again, though he was still pinned beneath me.

"I don't think so," I chastised, pushing on his chest and making his back smack against the soft meadow grass. "You want more? You're going to have to give me some answers." I skimmed my knuckles across his chest, making sure that the ring's presence wasn't forgotten.

He frowned at me, and the next thing I knew I was being pinned down on the ground by him. He had my wrists held above my head, and was stroking the ring gently. He obviously hadn't forgotten about it.

"If it helps, it wasn't exactly official." He brought my left hand up to his face and kissed the ring sweetly. "Not unless Carlisle is secretly a priest as well," he added after pulling my hand away. He chuckled.

"A vampire priest," he mused thoughtfully. "Who would've thought?"

I huffed in annoyance, and shoved against his chest with every ounce of strength I had. That wasn't exactly my smartest idea, for it sent him flying off of me and into a tree across the way.

"Edward! I'm so sorry!" I gasped out as I jumped up and hurried over to him. Kneeling in front of him, I put my hands at his sides, propping myself up, and came up closer to him.

"Are you okay?" I asked sincerely, letting one hand come up to stroke his jaw lovingly.

He chuckled quietly, allowing his head to fall back against the tree trunk with his eyes closed. He placed his hand over mine, and placed the other on my back, pressing me to him.

"Just peachy, love."

He positioned me so that I was sitting on his lap, upper portion of me body twisted towards him. I ducked my head and hid my face in his shoulder as I wrapped my arms around his middle and hugged closer.

"I'm so sorry, Edward. I didn't mean to do that; will you ever be able to for--"

He shushed me. "It's alright, Bella. I'm fine. Immortal, remember?" I looked up to fine him flashing his knee-buckling crooked smile at me.

I was horrible at this 'getting-answers-and-not-taking-no-for-an-answer' thing, was I? I sighed, and buried my face again.

"I know that I'm most likely going to sound like a complete bitch, saying this after I just threw you into a tree, but, Edward, I really need to know."

He sighed as well, and hugged me tighter. "What's sad is that you already know exactly how it happened; we've already explained it to you."

Huh? "But how?" I asked, confused.

"You've been a vampire for little over a month, you know."

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Sorry… but, uh, yeah. I thought I owed you all an update and I had to end it somewhere or the chapter would've never gotten done. Please review!