Another really long chapter for you guys. This is the chapter of fluff that I offered last chapter, not too many people voted for it, but those who did were sweet so I added it. It took me a little while because of some major writer's block. Anyway please r and r for the extra chapter. Maybe 40? Oh and a special thanks to A puppy called Leah- you know why.

Thanks as always to my AMAZING beta!

Meg

P.S. The dress thing is in honor of my best friend.

"Hmm." Kiss. "We." Kiss. "Have to." Kiss. "Go." Kiss. Kiss. "Get ready."

Bella extracted herself from me with some difficulty as she finally completed the sentence she had been trying to say for the last five minutes.

She sat up and straightened her tank top. I pulled myself into a sitting position as well, not bothering to put my discarded shirt back on. I ran my hand down her side to her waist and pulled her back to me.

"Why? When we can just hang out here, all nice and comfortable. To illustrate my point, I placed feather light kisses on her neck, down her shoulder, to her hand.

She shivered, trying to regain her thought process and I smirked against her wrist, which I was currently kissing.

"Um, cause we have to go sight see."

"I have already seen it all," I murmured against her jaw.

"I haven't." She tried to argue, but by the way she was leaning into me, I could tell she was fighting a losing battle.

"And?" I placed kisses in the hollow of her throat.

"And." She struggled to continue her thought. "And, your sister threatened to torture me with shopping if we weren't on time."

I kissed the corner of her mouth before deepening my kiss. I knew all thoughts of shopping were forgotten as she tangled her hands in my hair. She was strong and so single minded in that moment that I didn't think I could pull away even if I wanted to.

My brain lost track of thought, as I got lost in kissing her.

A persistent knocking on the door broke into my consciousness. I ignored it and continued kissing Bella.

"Edward! Bella!"

"Oh God, Alice," she groaned.

"Just ignore her, she'll go away," I whispered to her.

"I know you are in there, and if you don't come out with your lips detached in five minutes, I am breaking in, and I am bringing reporters with me."

This time I was the one who pulled away. Knowing my crazy ass sister, she probably meant it.

Bella sat up with me keeping her arms entangled around my neck. "What happened to 'just ignore her, she'll go away?'" she questioned with a smirk on her too kissable lips.

"I heard that Bella. Now we are so going shopping for a dress for the gala, and if you don't open this door in 60 seconds, I'll make you go shoe shopping too, and no Edward."

It was comical; Bella and I looked at each other, the same look on our faces, and in a second we were both off the bed and running towards the door. In almost a cartoon-like fashion, we ran right into each other. She bounced off my abs and even her years of balance recovery couldn't help her as she tumbled to the floor. I think that was probably because she was laughing so hard, but whatever the cause Alice was still counting down. I paused, about to help her up as Alice hit the ten mark. She waved me on with a flutter of her tiny hand, laughing too hard to speak.

I jerked open the door just as she hit one.

Alice flounced into the room and burst into laughter at the sight that awaited her. It was silly but all three of us were just laughing and the funniest part was that it wasn't even that funny.

Eventually we calmed down enough to act at least half of our respective ages, and then we were off to explore.

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Bella Pov:

"Ok, how about this one?" I questioned, trying to hide a smirk. I stepped out of the dressing room in an electric teal dress. It had a tight strapless bodice and the skirt flared out to show different colors of the rainbow- that is if the rainbow was dumped in a vat of nuclear waste. On my head I had a multihued polka dot bowler hat, and bright green heart sunglasses.

Alice took one look at me and looked as though she was going to cry. She dashed away into the clothing racks as if she needed any more retail therapy.

Edward and I burst into laughter. "Now I know you are just messing with her. Where did you find that dress?!"

I pointed, laughing too hard to tell him. I was messing with Alice now by picking out the most atrocious dresses that could be found. As much as I detested shopping, with the exception of book shopping, I was having fun and it seemed Edward was getting a kick out of my torturing his sister.

"I am back," Alice said.

"I was worried," I began wryly, before noting the gorgeous dress in her arms. It was a deep midnight blue, but it lighted as it twirled through the light. It was almost a halter and reminiscent of the nineteen twenties. It was of a light flowing material that made me think of water. I walked into the dressing room and slid it on.

It was as if the dress was made for me. I tore myself away from the mirror and went to open the door. "Alright, I am coming out!"

"No!" Alice screamed. She slid under the dressing room door and gasped. Regaining her power of speech, she smiled contentedly.

"Perfect! I thought so. Now get changed, I want to surprise Edward with it at the gala." I did as she said, grateful to be done shopping and eager to get a chance to go sight seeing.

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Edward Pov:

Alice was true to her word, and we were forced to go shopping. Or I should say Bella was forced to go shopping, and Jasper and I were brought along in purely a bag carrying capacity.

Bella was funny though- she was torturing Alice right back. It got so bad that Jasper couldn't take it and went to look at 'shoes' for Alice. In reality I could see him playing a video game on his iTouch, but when I went to join him, Bella gave me a pleading look.

Finally Alice was satisfied. I was slightly curious because this was the one dress that Alice hadn't made Bella model for me, but relief that we were done won out over my curiosity.

"Where to next?" I questioned as we walked out into the unusually sunny London summer.

"Piccadilly Circus!" Bella squealed like a little girl.

I quickly agreed, but Alice wanted to do some more shopping.

We decided to split up and meet at Buckingham Palace by 11. Alice flounced away to the car with more bags than someone her size should even be able to lift, let alone carry.

"Let's go see your circus that isn't a circus," I said wrapping my arm around her waist.

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Bella Pov:

Piccadilly Circus was amazing! I knew it wasn't a circus, but more of a street fair of vendors, but that didn't prepare me for the atmosphere.

We had to drag ourselves away after a little while in order to make it back in time to meet Alice and Jasper.

We got to Buckingham Palace just as the ceremonial changing of the guard was taking place.

We watched until all of the tourists on bus tours and other spectators disappeared. Then I had a brilliant idea, probably born of the grande latte from Starbucks and the ton of pitzelles from Piccadilly Circus that I had, but a brilliant idea nonetheless.

I looked conspiratorially at Alice and the same smirk that was gracing my features came into being on hers. Edward and Jasper shared a look too, but this was one of horror rather than cohesion.

"What?" Jasper asked apprehensively.

Instead of answering, Alice and I showed him. Running up to the newly changed guards, Alice and I engaged in the pastime of a hundred of tourists who came to Britain before us. Of course the fact that Alice wasn't necessarily a tourist, I mean the girl had spent half of her life here, didn't bother us as we tried to make the guards laugh.

"Hey Bella, WhydidDraculanevermarry?" (AN- sorry couldn't help myself.)

"Idon'tknowAli, why?"

"He never found a nice ghoul!"

This time I just looked at her, not even bothering to laugh at the corniest joke yet.

"Hmm, maybe our jokes aren't that great. How about if we stick to what we do best?" Alice questioned.

We cart wheeled and careened, back flipping and leaping around in a silly fashion.

By this point we had gathered a crowd. Our team USA jerseys- what we were supposed to wear whenever we went anywhere outside the hotel or gym, though we tended to forget, marked us as Olympians. The fact that we were doing back handsprings etc, marked us as gymnasts. People were attracted by the show we were putting on, and in my opinion, the fact that Edward, the hottest swimmer/man- but I am biased- in the world, was two feet away probably helped our crowd of spectators to grow.

Though we hadn't intended it, Alice and I couldn't let the crowd down. We quickly forgot about making the guards laugh and pumped up our effort.

Soon we were throwing out our best tricks and drawing the audience in.

We ended framed against the gates. One hand each on the ground, the others meeting each other for balance. Being the gymnasts we were, we were also in handstands. Each of us had a leg pointed to the London sky, while my right leg was angled toward Alice and her left leg was similarly angled toward me.

We straightened out of our pose to applause. We bowed, smiled and waved as our spectators gradually dispersed.

I was walking to enfold myself in Edward's arms when I tripped. I face-planted to the ground laughing, and when Alice tried to help me up, she tripped too. We almost missed it, quiet as it was, but from behind us there came a whisper of a laugh.

It was one of the guards. His companion was also trying to hold back a laugh. And I guess it was pretty funny, I mean here were two gymnasts who had just shown off tricks that took tons of grace and balance and then when we tried to walk, we fell on our asses.

I stood and curtsied, saluting the guards and went off with Edward to spend the rest of the day wandering about London.

It was Twilight, and we were just heading back to our hotel. Alice and Jasper had wandered off a little while ago, leaving us alone to walk in the cooling English air.

We were walking next to each other, with him slightly behind me but close enough that we were just a hairsbreadth away. We weren't holding hands, but they were just brushing each other. It was so sweet and romantic. This was something that was beyond passion; it was something more. It was in that second that I knew he truly loved me, and I knew beyond a doubt the extent of my love for him.

I looked up into his emerald eyes; they mirrored all of what I was thinking. I leaned my head on his shoulder, and it seemed as though we were made to fit together. He put his arm around my waist, and I felt perfect. It was the feeling of home that I felt when I was in the gym; it was a feeling that I had never felt besides when it came to gymnastics and it was beyond words.