A/N: Yes, it's a two-fer day. I got into a rhythm and couldn't help myself, plus I want to get them into Denmark to move their relationship along. It probably won't move as quickly as some of you would like, but alas, there are dozens of countries and 7 weeks left to explore, and for those of you reading 'follow through' there should be an update up later tonight / early tomorrow morning.

Seren1ty47 – never fear about updates. As all my other readers can attest too, I am a very quick updater.

Special thanks to lovebugkiss, grtchn, raven-rach and scorpio11 for their kind words. They just make me want to type faster.

BPOV

Saturday was our last full day in Amsterdam and Edward and I both quickly realized we were running out of clothes, so our first mission was to find a Laundromat and get everything cleaned. With the help of Herold, we found one about three blocks away and once we had everything in the washing machines, we sat down and tried to decide where to go next.

"What about Berlin?" suggested Edward as he sat down in the seat beside me, sitting sideways, and reached for my hand. He began softly running his fingers along mine and I almost lost my train of though. "We can visit what's left of the Berlin Wall and some of their museums. I hear they have some awesome palaces we can explore."

"What about Hamburg? I want to get to Denmark soon, and Hamburg is sort of a stop along the way. We can always head to Berlin next week," I said with a smile, still slightly distracted by his ministrations on my hand.

"That sounds good. Plus we have less time to sit on the train right?" I nodded my head. "Good cause the train is the most boring part."

"You do realize that pretty soon we'll probably have to spend a day or two just traveling right? Especially from like Hungary to Greece, that's a long train ride."

"Yeah but we won't be heading that way for a few more weeks, so maybe it will be more interesting then," he said as he stroked my hand again. I could see a light go off in his mind as he said those words. He was hoping that we would be considerably closer and past the kissing stage by then. I just shook my head to clear the image from my mind and closed my eyes, praying that our laundry would finish soon. Edward ran out and grabbed us a quick lunch and came back just as I was shoving all of our clothes into a few of the dryers. We ate our lunch quietly and discussed our mutual love of music while we folded our laundry, although Edward had infinitely more to say on the topic than I did. When we were completely done, we took our bags back to the boat and hoped on the computers quickly to check out train schedules and book a hostel in Hamburg.

"How long do you want to stay in Hamburg?" asked Edward as he pulled up a site about the local hostels.

"How about just one night? The first train leaves at like nine in the morning and it's not a long trip, so we can probably spend like twelve hours in the city. What do you think?" I hated that it seemed like I was making the most of the decisions about where we went and how long we stayed. Edward kept insisting that it was fine, but I felt awkward. This was his trip too, not just mine.

"One night sounds good. I'd rather get to Denmark anyways," he said, finally offering up an opinion regarding our travel. I smiled back at him and wrote down our train info into my notebook before checking my email account. Yet another quick email from Angela.

Where are the naked pictures?

She didn't even bother to sign her name this time and I practically choked when I saw Edward reading my screen.

"I wouldn't mind some naked pictures. Are they of you?" he said with a sexy voice and a sly grin. Suddenly his complete attitude changed. "Is someone looking for naked pictures of you? Should I be worried?" I rolled my eyes and patted him supportively on the shoulder.

"Relax. It's an email from my friend Angela back home. I sent her a few pictures of our trip earlier in the week and now she thinks your cute and wants naked pictures of you," I said nervously, and feeling like a complete idiot.

"Tell her I'll only send them if she sends some first," he said with a wink. I punched him in the shoulder a little too hard because his hand went instantly to the spot I hit him and started rubbing. "Thanks Laila Ali."

"Sorry, but there will be no naked pictures of anyone. Now can you please stop reading my email so I can respond to her," I said snidely as he turned his head back to his screen in frustration. I emailed Angela and asked her to stop asking for naked photos of Edward and then I started a long diatribe about the previous day with Edward, going into extensive detail about the kiss. I'm sure when she finally read my email, her head would be spinning and she would have a dozen questions. I looked beside me and Edward had logged into his email as well.

"Can I have your camera?" he asked politely. I reached into my purse on the table behind us and pulled it out, watching him intently as he slipped the memory card in and started to upload a picture to his email. "What?" he asked when he saw me watching him. "I should be allowed to send my sister a few photos. It's only fair." I just nodded my head and hit send on my email to Angela.

"So, what are we doing on our last night in Amsterdam?" I asked after I had turned off my computer and got comfortable on the couch beside Edward. I tentatively reached my hand over and started to stroke his thigh gently; looking at his expression to see if this was okay. He looked down at me with a big smile, and I knew he was fine with it. I didn't want to move too fast, but I didn't want to go backwards either. He returned to the screen and kept typing to who I assumed was his sister.

"Sex shop?" he said with a chuckle. I removed my hand from his thigh and glared at him. "Okay, bad idea. Now put your hand back and let me think. We could have dinner and take a boat ride along some of the canals." That was actually a good suggestion.

"You'd think that since we've been sleeping on a boat for a few days, it might have actually moved. The boat ride sounds good. I don't have to dress up again do I?" I asked as I continued my soft stroking motion on his leg.

"Nah, we'll go casual." Edward finished his email and then headed downstairs to the sleeping cabin. "Let's get ready so we can go." It was only about fifteen minutes later that we were walking down the early evening streets arguing over where to go for dinner. We ended up a small café and sat in a table at the back, away from everyone. It actually felt like a date, and I was smiling from ear to ear the entire time. We chatted about our lives back home, although he didn't want to share too much information with me. I told him more about Angela and our friendship. He then explained that his little sister Alice was practically his best friend. It was really sweet the way he talked so animatedly about her. She seemed like someone I could be good friends with. Once dinner was done, Edward paid our bill and we swiftly left the restaurant heading back towards the canals to find one we could rent for a little bit.

Unfortunately, we weren't alone in the boat we rode in. It was very calm and relaxing though. Edward sat with his arm around me and I rested my head on his shoulder as he held my hand. Definitely super cute.

"We should definitely go to Venice and take boat rides on those canals," he said with a smirk. "They're a lot more romantic. I doubt I would trust this guy to sing to us in Dutch." I nodded my head lazily in agreement and leaned into his neck a bit, simply enjoying being so close to Edward. When we were done, I was exhausted, so we decided to call it a night and head back to our little boat. I was going to miss it when we headed out to Hamburg tomorrow. I grabbed my camera and took a quick picture from the deck of our boat.

"Ready for bed?" asked Edward as he stood behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist as we looked out over the lights reflecting all over the river.

"I'm going to miss Amsterdam," I said wistfully as I felt his head rest on my shoulder and his lips graze my neck gently.

"Me too. But we'll make good memories in every town like Hamburg, Copenhagen, Vienna, Rome, Athens… I'm sure pretty soon you'll be saying 'I'm going to miss Berlin' just like you are right now." He was right. I was going to miss every single city when we left it. I turned my camera around and took a shitty ass photo of the two of us and then climbed inside with him close at my heels to head to bed.

EPOV

So I didn't end up doing a single thing I had planned to do in Amsterdam when I booked my eurorail pass a few months ago, but I didn't care. I loved every second of it. It was kind of sad to step onto the train the next morning bound for Hamburg. I wasn't going to reach for Bella's hand when we got onto the train because I had finally reconciled myself to the fact that she wasn't going anywhere, but I smiled fiercely when she reached over and grabbed mine as we boarded. She was officially adorable.

The train took less than two hours to get into Hamburg, even though we had a few stops along the way. Bella was excited to get off the train and drop off our bags, so I hired a cab immediately to take us to our latest hostel. We left our bags at the front office, and quickly retreated to the streets to decide what our next step was. I had bought another map at the train station in Amsterdam and was quickly starting a collection. Bella thought it was an lovable habit of mine, and I just brushed it off. I didn't want us to get lost.

Our first stop was the Art Hall Museum, because I was on a new kick to get her into an art gallery in every single city we went to.

"That's just silly, Edward," she told me when we walked into the latest museum, as I explained my plan to her.

"No it's not. You're an art history student in two months. Think of how cool it will be to have been to all these places. You'll be the envy of all the little emo kids in your classes." She stopped bitching about it almost immediately when we came across some paintings by Edward Munch and Max Beckmann. They even had a Degas exhibit that she was interested in, but much to my dismay, they had no headphone sets for me to listen to information about the artists. Bella could sense my disappointment and tried to share as much information about them with me as possible.

When we were done at the museum, we wandered down towards the river and took a boat tour on Alster Lake. Just like in Amsterdam, we weren't the only people on the boat, but it certainly felt like it. We cuddled close and listened to the announcer talk in German and broken English about the sites that we sailed by. Bella and I laughed constantly at his mispronunciation of some of the simplest words, and it was made all the more memorable for us. We had a lovely couple from Scotland take a picture of us before the ride ended, and as per usual, I reminded Bella that I wanted copies of them all.

"Shit," said Bella in frustration when we got off the boat and started to head towards a shopping and restaurant area that had been recommended by the Scottish Couple.

"What's wrong?" I asked, suddenly feeling very concerned.

"I have to call my mom. I promised I would call her today before it got too late. Do you see any payphones around?" I helped her look for a phone booth as we continued our walk towards the restaurants. When we finally arrived at our destination, we both noticed a phone off to the left of the plaza and Bella practically sprinted to it. She pulled a calling card out of her purse and happily called her mom while I leaned against the wall, waiting for her.

"Hi mom," she said sweetly into the phone. Her mother was so loud I could hear her and I was several feet away from Bella. "Yeah, I'm doing good. Europe is awesome." They talked happily for a few moments and I couldn't help but wrap my arms around Bella and give her a sweet kiss on the neck.

"Hi mom," I whispered into her free ear.

"Nothing mom, that was nothing," she said as she glared at me angrily. How was I to know that her mom heard me? "You'll be pleased to know everything has been going very smoothly. I've seen so many museums and sites. We're leaving tomorrow for Denmark." Bella's eyes immediately lit up in frustration, she had clearly said too much.

"Whose we?" I heard her mother ask loudly with concern.

"Oh, I made a few friends who live in Boston and we're travelling together," she said, lying only slightly about me. I could handle it though. If she was uncomfortable telling her mom, who was I to judge? After all, I hadn't even called my parents yet and I had been away for eight days. I doubt they were worried though. Alice surely told them I was still alive. I nibbled gently on Bella's free ear while she finished her conversation with her mom.

"Okay mom, Thanks. I'll call next Sunday too. Say hi to dad for me," and then she hung up the phone and looked at me with disappointment in her eyes. "No more distracting me when I talk to my mom. She'll start to think I have asthma from my heavy breathing."I nodded my head in agreement and reminded myself to try the ear nibbling thing when she wasn't on the phone. We walked hand in hand to a nearby restaurant and enjoyed yet another peaceful meal. When we were done, we decided we just wanted to relax so we headed back to our hostel and watched some crazy Dutch TV show, which we put on mute and made up the words to ourselves.

It was just before ten when we grabbed our bags and headed up to our room. We were sharing for the first time on our trip, and there were four single beds. Our two roommates were two slightly older guys who looked like had just gotten out of college and were travelling before finding jobs in the real world. After Bella and I got changed in the bathrooms, I found her waiting for me in the hallway outside of our room.

"Are you okay?" I asked with a hint of concern.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" she asked tentatively as she nervously grabbed my hand. My face lit up for a moment, and then it fell again because I knew she didn't mean what I hoped she meant. She was just uncomfortable sharing a room.

"Sure babe. Whatever Bella wants, Bella gets," I said with a smile as I squeezed her hand and we went into our room. Our suitemates were already lying in bed when we wandered back in, so we put our bags on Bella's bed, which was directly across from mine and we climbed into my bed. I slid my hand under her waist and pulled her to me so that we could both fit on the bed comfortably. I nestled my head into her neck and kissed her gently on the cheek.

"I wouldn't mind sleeping like this for the rest of the trip," I joked as she elbowed me in the rib gently and we fell asleep quickly.

We woke early the next morning, thanks to the loud noises of our departing suitemates. Our train to Copenhagen didn't leave until one in the afternoon, so Bella and I took our time getting showered and dressed. She hopped onto the internet and booked us a room for the next three nights.

"They only have rooms with double beds, or a shared room. I hope you don't mind that I booked the double," she said nervously when she came back into our room carrying some coffees and muffins. Of course I didn't mind. Hell if I had been booking the room, I might have found us an expensive suite with a Jacuzzi tub and king sized bed.

"No, that's fine. I slept pretty well next to you last anyways. I doubt I'll complain for the next few nights," I said with a wink as I grabbed a blueberry muffin from her and took a quick bite.

It was only about twenty minutes later that we were strolling hand in hand down the streets of Hamburg, back to the train station to head onto our next destination. When we finally boarded, I realized I hadn't let go of Bella's hand since we left the hostel almost an hour earlier. When found a set of seats together, I lifted up the arm rest and sat with my back against the window. Bella sat between my legs comfortably and I intertwined both of her hands in mine almost immediately.

"Onto Denmark," I said happily as the train started moving a few moments later.