Disclaimer: *to Stephenie Meyer* I'll bake you cookies?

Jacob: *rapidly shakes heads in frantic manor*

Steph: *looks to jake than authoress* Uh, no.

Me: *rolls eyes*

A/N: Okay, I'm srry about the wait! *hides behind chair* But, . . . Okay, I don't have a reason other than writers block. But I want to thank everyone who made suggestions and reviewed. You all shall stay alive when I rule the world. :D Also, if you can tell, I was listening to ABBA- Super Trouper and Waterloo while writing this. I do not own those songs. And sorry it's short. *hides behind chair again*

A few months later, we were heading into the park for an afternoon of fun with Lizzie and Edward. True, it wouldn't be all sunshine and rainbows, since it would be around 59 degrees today, and overcast, but this would probably be the warmest day of the year.

As I bundled Lizzie up, I wondered about the last few months. After he had made breakfast that one day, we had grown considerably closer. I hadn't made quiet a fool of myself that much anymore when I was around him. It was comfortable to be around him. Although I still worried he would catch a cold whenever I touched his icy skin. He only brushed it off whenever I asked.

"Waterloo - Couldn't escape if I wanted to, Waterloo- Knowing my fate is to be with you," I sang softly to my daughter, making her giggle.

"ABBA?" Edward questioned as he walked down the stairs in a leather jacket that I had got him for Christmas four months ago. He just sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Hey, ABBA isn't bad. Even if they were from the 70's" I said as I mentioned Edwards hate of 70's music. At least he liked the 80's, I would have never forgiven him if hadn't liked that era of music. All Edward did was to roll his eyes at my comment.

"And I'll have you know, that song has some historical information."

"For only one line. The rest is talking about love. Yes, very historical indeed." It was my turn to roll my eyes as I sang the entire song and some of Super Trouper before he lost his patience and we arrived at the park.

Lizzie was excited to get out of the house and to see something new. Even before the . . . separation, I was a bit of a hermit. As a child, whenever it was cold, I had a saying of sorts when someone ever asked why I never came out to play in the snow, "When it's cold out, I don't go out." And so had somewhat kept my daughter prisoner during the seven months she had been alive. I pushed her in a swing as I stared off in space.

Only when Edward was right in front of me did I relies that I was on my back in the park rocks. I stared up in confusion as he chuckled slightly and gave me my favorite crooked gin and helped me up.

How'd I end up on the ground? I thought as I looked around.

"When you weren't paying attention, the swing hit you and you fell." He answered my mental question.

My head shot up to his face when I saw his grimace of pain. He just shook his head when I asked if he was alright. After that, everything was more normal at the park.

Lizzie saw a dog jumping in the air for a Frisbee a child had thrown and she just had the most shocked expression on her face, eyes huge and mouth agape. I quickly grabbed my camera and caught the moment for later in time.

When all three of us went walking around the park, I noticed a person I thought looked familiar. As he got closer, I recognized him. I felt Edward tense behind me. I looked at him in confusion before turning back to the boy- well, er man that I hadn't seen for a very long time.

"Jacob?!"

So, what do you think? If you have any comments on it, review away. Rating would be nice as well but hey, Beggars can't be choosers.

I do have a request of sorts. I was wondering if someone would be willing to Beta my stories. And I know, your all gasping, my stories rock so much already, why ever would I need a Beta. lol. But if anyone would be willing to do so, it would be much appreciated.

~Lyn (Ms-Lady-Phoenix)