Disclaimer: I am not Stephenie Meyer so therefore these are not my characters. Dangit!

About: Fascinated by Carlisle's stories, the Cullen's have decided to take a trip down Memory Lane with Carlisle and visit London.

This chapter shows the excitement within the characters and introduces you to them for this story.

Also, I plan to set the story in the year 2131, so it's been quite a while since BD, and Renesmee has now grown up.

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London's Calling

I watched as Emmett carried the suitcases down the stairs in one hand; I laughed at his ease. He stacked them by the front door, and shot off for some more. Esme stood by the window looking out, a large smile on her face. I wandered over, curious by her amusement.

"Hello darling," she said as she saw me approach.

"Hello," I replied, following her gaze outside. I couldn't help but smile back as she turned to face me.

"What's so amusing?" I asked, as Esme's eyes drifted back out the window. She chuckled lightly.

"It's Carlisle. You can tell he's so excited to be going. He's practically hopping with it," she whispered.

I laughed as well, turning to watch Carlisle carrying suitcases to the waiting cabs. I saw the effort he forced into himself so that he seemed to be acting human, rather than running down the steps piled with our luggage.

What amused me even more was how Jasper followed Carlisle so closely whilst packing, it looked like he would soon end up sat on him. He was practically drinking Carlisle's positive emotions right off him.

"Yeah, I see what you mean," I said laughing, before I turned back to face the living room.

Emmett was now stood by the front door, throwing suitcases out to Carlisle and Jasper. I was shocked at how much we were all taking with us. I watched as each time he picked up a bag, the huge muscles on his forearms would roll in tension. Even now he gave me the shivers. Alice was perched on the bottom of the stairs, a small bag clutched in her tiny hands. A small smile was playing on her lips, as she watched Jasper dart back and forwards with luggage as slowly as he could. I caught her eye as I walked into the room, and she grinned at me.

Rosalie lounged on the couch, winding a golden lock of hair around her finger. Her eyes were closed and she seemed to be in thought.

I could see Renesmee and Jacob sat outside on the porch chairs out on the patio. It was raining so they were sheltering under the canvas roof. There heads were very close together, and they were talking intently. They never seemed to move their eyes from each others face, and their hands were held under the table. I sighed contentedly at my daughter.

It was a beautiful sight…if only I could share it with some one in particular.

I spun 360°, looking for him. He wasn't downstairs, and I had a nagging feeling I would know exactly where to find him. I sighed, and rolled my eyes. He was stood next to me only a few minutes ago, clutching my hand and beaming with excitement.

I headed for the stairs, muttering in mock frustration under my breath. Alice looked up as I passed.

"Have you lost him again?" she said, chuckling at the thought.

"Yes," I breathed, raising my eyes, "Have you seen him come this way at all?"

Alice nodded her head and laughed again. "Yes, he came past here when you were stood with Esme. I guess he just had to read one more book."

I frowned, "Yeah, well, I'm going to ban books if I ever let him go on holiday again," I said, giggling as Alice did as I carried on up the stairs.

I knew which room to look in first, hoping that if I was right, it would make finding him so much quicker. The room where Carlisle's study and the family's library are was situated at the end of the corridor, and as I walked down towards it, I hissed, "Edward Cullen! If you don't come out this instance, you're being left behind when we go on holiday!" I knew he would hear me; it just depended on whether he would actually listen.

I reached the door and turned the handle. The room was full of books and a large desk in the corner where Carlisle often sat to read numerous facts and figures. The room seemed empty, apart from I could smell Edward quite strongly in this room, and knew he would be there. I walked in and turned the corner. Sure enough, there was my perfect, beautiful husband sat in a large red leather reading chair, reading a large dusty book. It looked ancient, so I presumed that it was one Carlisle must have lent to Edward. Of course, Carlisle could tell Edward anything he wanted to know about our holiday but it seemed that Carlisle's excitement made his knowledge somewhat…unavailable.

"Edward," I breathed, relived to have found him, but also entranced by his peaceful aura.

He looked up, apparently startled by my appearance. He smiled as he saw me. "Hello, love," he said, smiling wider, and I noticed a little guiltiness in his voice.

I stood in the doorway, and folded my arms across my waist. Now that I had found him, the worries had been erased and now I found myself a little angry at his irresponsibility. His face dropped as he took in my stance. He shut his book and laid it lightly on the desk beside him.

"I'm sorry Bella, I just couldn't help feeling there was more to read," he said, gesturing to the thousands of books surrounding us. His voice was low and apologetic.

I frowned, feeling the prickly feeling I got at the back of my eyes when I was upset.

"But…you could have told me where you were going. We're all ready to set off now," I said, my own voice breaking slightly.

He opened his arms for me, and I took a hesitant step forward. When I was in reach he pulled me quickly into his lap, where I curled up against his chest. He stroked my hair softly, and whispered into my ear. "I'm sorry I worried you, though nothing could have happened to me." I lifted me head to argue back, but he carried on. "But I do agree I was slightly foolish, and it would have been best if I had told you."

I forced myself to sit up, and look him in the eyes. "I don't want you to be telling me everything you do, 24/7. There are just sometimes when it's probably better to give me a heads up," I said, gently stroking his cheek.

He stared at me, quite deeply for a few seconds before he leant downwards. I reached up and our lips met. He kissed me tenderly, and I kissed him passionately. I guess he felt my other needs pulsing through my body onto his, because when we pulled away, his eyes were on fire.

"Ah…," he said, looking back into my eyes, my need also his now.

"Bellaaaaaaaaaa…" a voice cried from downstairs. I jumped slightly, and turned towards the door. Edward remained stationary, probably hearing Alice's intentions before she spoke…which reminded me of something else.

"Why didn't you reply to me when I called for you?" I said, faking hurt in my words. Edward broke into a grin, and eyed the book.

"I'm sorry, I was just so…involved with the pages," he said, stroking my back softly. I laughed quietly.

Sliding off his lap, I picked the book up and carefully read the title of the fading cover. The writing was old, but suggested it held historical facts. "Another one of Carlisle's?" I asked, whilst sliding the book back into the gap left on the bulging shelves. Edward nodded, watching me stretch to fit the book in. I laughed to myself, knowing that this wouldn't be helping him and his…state of mind, but as I returned flat on my heels, I wiggled my hips slowly, pretending to rearrange my top and pants. His eyes widened slightly.

I grabbed his hand and tugged his from his chair. "Come on love, our holiday awaits us," I said, smiling as my own excitement kicked back in. We were walking from the room, when suddenly Edward stopped and pulled me to face him. His face looked hurt, and I would have been shocked if his puppy-dog eyes hadn't given him away.

"You wouldn't really abandon me, would you?" he whispered, squeezing my hand gently. His voice sounded shaky, as if he was forcing back a laugh. I pursed my lips, pretending to be deep in thought.

"Of course not honey," I said gently, raising my hand to stroke his neck, "How on earth would I manage being away from you so long."

I reached up onto my toes for another kiss, and he leant in enthusiastically.

"Bellaaaaaaa…" I heard, sounding much louder, now we were out of the room.

I pushed away from Edward's chest, looking him sternly in the eye. "Come on now, we haven't got time. If you really wanted me, then you shouldn't have gone hiding," I scolded him, tapping him lightly on the nose.

We walked swiftly across the landing and down the stairs. Alice stood glaring at us, her small foot tapping the floor impatiently.

"What have you two been doing?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. She glanced down and saw our entwined hands, and stuttered over her words, "Actually, don't answer that," she said waving her hands in the air. I heard Jacob's throaty laugh as he walked with Renesmee to the door.

"Involved with pages…husband having an affair with a book," I muttered to myself, knowing full well Edward would hear it. I saw his smile from the corner of my eye, and I nudged him in his ribs. He turned to face me.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hide from you. I love you, you can punish me if you want" he whispered, his mouth right next to my ear. He was still playing the hurt puppy.

"It's ok, I'm excited too," I said back, slowly grazing me teeth against his earlobe. He shivered involuntarily, and his grip on my hand tightened. I laughed quietly, "Though I think I have a decent punishment for you," I said before pulling away from him once more.

I saw him staring at me open mouthed at the side of me as Carlisle entered the house.

"Are we all ready then?" Carlisle said, beaming. There was a murmur of voices, and he clapped his hands together. "Ok then, let's get going."

He took Esme's hand and led her from the house. Everybody else followed afterwards. As we passed Alice and Jasper, Jasper nudged my arm.

"What you doing to Edward?" he said, raising his eyebrow to indicate he knew exactly what was going on.

I shrugged innocently, and said, "I have no idea. I just had to teach him a lesson."

Jasper smiled, and pulled Alice in a tighter hug. "Well, you're doing a good job Bella," he said, giving Edward a glance.

As we left the house, we were the last so had to lock up. I noticed the two large cars sat in our driveway, and felt the funny feeling of excitement increase in the pit of my stomach.

"Eek, I'm so excited," I squealed, anticipation getting the best of me.

Edward, who had seemed to have calmed down for the time being, turned to face me and took my hand again. We walked along the muddy track towards the cars.

"Yes," he breathed, "I can't wait to witness London with my own eyes." His own eyes flared again, but this time with his own excitement.

"London," I breathed, as we got into the car with Renesmee, Jacob and Alice. I smiled at everyone, and snuggled deeper into Edward's chest.

As the car set off I stared out the window and into my imagination.

Next chapter: We see more connection with Alice and Bella, and the chapter revolves around the trip to London. Still based on the general introduction to get you up to date with the story.

The story is M rated for future chapters. Also, I have used some Sookie Stackhouse novels as influence. The sexual description in the books has given me a few ideas of how to portray future events and how to make Bella sexy. (I hope I didn't give away too much)

Hope you enjoyed.

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