Author Notes: Here you go, a whole chapter of Bella and Edward. Not much but eh, I tried. Definitely not my best chapter in my opinion, but hey if you like it, it's all good. It just doesn't seem to go with the flow of the fic. Also, I know I said there were like five chapters left, but I have to reevaluate that and there will probably be a little bit more than that with the things I have planned and I'm sure you're all thrilled with this news! Now you know what to do you read and then you review.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Winter had faded into spring and everyone except Edward and, of course, Bella had gone hunting. Edward didn't need to hunt since he went during the night, and he had plans with Bella. It was a Friday and Carlisle had pulled all the kids out of school. Edward was going to take Bella to the beach in Oregon since it was going to be cloudy there all weekend.

It was going to be a romantic getaway of sorts. Just the two of them without anyone around to interrupt them. He had packed clothes for the both of them during the night and loaded the Aston Martin, a car he rarely used but decided that this was a special occasion and knew that Bella would keep his speed in check. His Aston Martin was a car he could easily forget to go the speed limit.

Edward laid besides her and watched her sleep. He reached over and ran a hand down her face, causing her to stir, but not wake up. He did it again, watching her move around until she woke up. He smiled at her and kissed her forehead.

"Good morning, beautiful," he greeted, "how was your night?" Bella smiled at him and stretched, yawning. She snuggled up close to Edward and laid her head on his chest. She closed her eyes and drifted back to sleep. Edward grinned and shook her gently.

"Mmm, Edward?" She murmured.

"Time to get up, love. I'll fix you breakfast." He kissed her forehead, put her in a sitting position and left the room, looking back at his sleepy fiancée. He grinned and hurried downstairs to start breakfast and he could hear her shuffle around upstairs and stumble over a rug. He chuckled.

After breakfast and Edward had washed the dirty dishes, he went over to Bella and wrap his arms around her, kissing her head.

"The others are going to be gone all weekend so I'm taking you someplace special." He told her and lead her to the garage. She headed for the Volvo, but he grabbed her arm gently and took her to the shiny, silver sports car and held the door open.

"The Vanquish?" She asked. She had never set foot in the sports car. It was off limits to her. In fact, as she thought back to when he got the car, she's only seen him drive once, when he had to get away after she cut herself rather badly and the blood was too much, and he was already very thirsty.

"Just this once and I'll go the speed limit, Bella." He assured her. Bella nodded and buckled up. He left, driving 10 miles over the speed limit.

They reached their destination in under four hours and Edward parked the car in front of a hotel. He had decided to take her to the beaches in Oregon; the first being Cannon Beach.

Bella was curled up in the front seat asleep. He reached over and gently ran a hand down her face. She stirred and opened her eyes after a few seconds.

"We're here, sweetheart." He said softly. Bella rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and glanced around. "Wait here and I'll check us into the hotel." He got out of the car and saw people gawking at the Vanquish. This was why he rarely drove it.

Bella squealed as she ran from Edward, the sand flying from running. Edward chased her, smiling. They had been shopping all afternoon and decided to hit the beach, though it was chilly, neither one cared. Edward ran at a faster humanly pace and caught her from behind, spinning her around. Bella giggled as he set her down and turned her to face him.

He ran a hand down her face and kissed her. "My sweet Bella." he murmured against her ear and held her as the cold water hit their bare feet.

"Edward, I love you." She murmured softly. He grinned.

"As do I." He replied and put her on his back, running back to the hotel as the gray sky finally broke open and rain fell.

The rest of the weekend went by too fast. They visited several scenic places and even stopped off in Astoria to find the house that had was in The Goonies and took pictures for Emmett. Now it was well past midnight and Edward carried Bella to the car and put her in the front seat, bucking her up, and covering her up as he leaned back the seat a bit. He shut and locked the door, then went back inside to check out.

Edward decided to drive faster than usual and sped most of the way home. Bella shoved the blanket off of her as she slept. Edward glanced over concerned. He reached his hand over and felt her forehead. She was very warm.

He thought back on the weekend and cursed himself. Bella rarely wore shoes while on the beach and she even got soaked once from the ocean, on a cold day, after falling down, while running from a wave.

She batted her arms, as if trying to push something away and murmured. "No, Mr. Squirrel don't eat me!" Edward's eyes widen and choked back a laugh, since Bella was having fevered dreams. Funny, but fevered dreams.

"Watch out Emmett!" She cried in her sleep. "It eats vampires!" Edward frowned at this. That meant that the dream Bella was a vampire. Her heart was racing and she gasped. "Daddy! Save him." Edward reached over just then and shook her awake as he pulled in the driveway.

She jerked awake. "Huh?" She asked sleepily and closed her eyes again. Edward turned the car off and got out. He went at vampire speed to her door and opened it, picking her up, then using his hip to shut the door. Edward carried Bella inside. He could feel the heat radiating off of her. He stroked her hair after laying her down and watched her sleep fitfully, dreaming about vampire-eating squirrels.

The weekend was still perfect, even if Bella had gotten sick. He suppose it was his fault, he kept her up late, woke her up early, and did so many things, running down her immune system. He went to find a thermometer. When he returned, he stuck it under her tongue.

Beep beep beep. It went after a minute or two. He took it out and looked at the reading, frowning. 102.0 wasn't too dangerously high. He set the thermometer on the end table and laid next to her to cool her body down, and stroked her hair.

Bella snuggled closed to him and laid her head on his chest and sighed, enjoying the coolness against her hot body. The weird dreams stopped and Bella didn't mumble or cry out anymore for the rest of the night.

"Edward?" she murmured near dawn. He glanced down and noticed her eyes were open. "I had lots of fun." He smiled crookedly, her favorite smile and kissed her forehead. She was much cooler.

"I had lots of fun as well." He said. Bella sat up. "Where are you going?"

"Bathroom." she stumbled out of bed, half awake and made it to the bathroom. She came back and snuggled in the blankets, now cold. Edward got up after she fell back asleep and took her temperature.

It read 101.2. He was more pleased and went downstairs when he heard the front door open. His family was home and their eyes were a nice golden, honey color from hunting. Carlisle looked up and saw Edward, he smiled.

"How was the weekend?" He asked.

Edward smiled, "Fun, exciting, tiring." he frowned. "I'm afraid I wore Bella down so completely, she got sick. She's fine, asleep right now."

"Is my big-little bro still a virgin?" Emmett asked, laughing. Edward couched down and pounced on him. "I guess so!"

"That's your sister you're talking about as well." Edward reminded him.

It took a few seconds for it to click in his head, then Emmett made a face. "Ew!" Everyone laughed at him and Rosalie just patted his head. "If she's my sister then she's yours!"

"I never viewed her as a sister." Edward said, "I couldn't, because if I did, I would never have been able to fall for her." He went upstairs to Bella, planning their next outing. He stopped at the stairs and turned to Alice. "Is there a storm coming soon?"

Alice searched the future and nodded, "Good weather for baseball." Edward grinned and Emmett cheered and high-fived Jasper.

"No…stupid squirrel…" Edward hurried upstairs to Bella and saw her tossing and turning. He ran a hand down her face, trying to sooth her. Carlisle followed him and went over to the bed.

"Just a fever. I kept her so busy this weekend that she didn't get much sleep and I believe it wore her immune system down." Edward told him. Carlisle quickly examined Bella and agreed with Edward.

"She just needs a day or two of rest." Carlisle said. He kissed Bella's forehead. "Now you need to hunt. I'll stay with her. Your eyes are black." Edward swallowed back venom that pooled in his mouth. "Go, now." Edward nodded and left, glancing back at Bella.

"Don't worry, son. She'll be fine, it's just a low-grade fever." He smoothed out Bella's hair. Edward nodded and left to wrestle up some grub out in the forest.

To Be Continued…

End Notes: I've received a few comments that I would like to address.

1: Spanking is appropriate for ripping limbs off a family member, no matter what age said vampires are. Ripping limbs off your brother will get you a spanking, not a lecture or a grounding.

2: Edward's lust of Bella's blood. He had all her life to grow accustom to it. Sometimes the lust comes and goes. He disappears with his siblings when it's that time of month for Bella, he wouldn't be able to control it then.

3: Lauren is dead. D-E-D Dead. She's not a vampire, she's not hidden anywhere, she's gone, dead, buried in the ground while the maggots eating her rotting, evil body. I only feel bad for her parents, who doesn't even know she's dead and just missing. (The D-E-D thing is from Robin Hood Men in Tights. I just wanted to clear that up.)

4: I want to say thank you to all my reviewers, you guys are the best with your great reviews. Keep them coming!