Okay, this one is short and I'm sorry. It's 11:20 at night and my head is pounding. Hope this tiny one-shot is good.

-Still no owning of characters on my part-

Composition

Bella Pov:

I had just gotten back from our little cottage in the woods when I heard the piano playing. Renesmee was spending the day with Jacob at Charlie's house, Emmett and Rosalie were on yet another honeymoon, Alice and Jasper were shopping and Carlisle and Esme were attending a business meeting. We had the house to ourselves.

I entered the large living room and saw Edward sitting at his piano, pencil and hand and fingers wandering on the keys. He had his eyes closed, and I knew that he was concentrating on a new composition. I did not have a lot of experience in the music department, but whatever he was playing sounded beautiful. It matched him.

The couch was conveniently placed so that I could listen to him work. He was so focused, never opening his eyes even when he was writing. As time went by the music organized itself into verses and stanzas, forming a song. Eventually he opened his eyes and look surprised to see me there. He set his work down and was next to me in a flash, pulling me against him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice you were there."

"I fully intended that you were playing so beautifully." I leaned against his shoulder and he kissed my forehead, spinning a lock of my hair on his finger. "That song...what were you writing?" He laughed quietly and looked toward his piano and than back to me.

"I hummed your lullaby for Renesmee once, and she adored it. One of the young women that I loved has her own song, I though the other one needed a song too." If my eyes could have filled up with tears at that moment, they would have. He hadn't expected to be a father, but he loved Renesmee so much already. His little girl.

I looked at him with a big smile on my face. "She'll love it, and it'll be a nice surprise for her later." Our fingers were laced at our knees. He stood up and pulled me to my feet, towing us to the back door.

"We have the word to ourselves today, and I found someplace I'd like to show you." He zipped away from my side for a minute into another part of the house. In a flash he was back with a large piece of black fabric in his hand. Almost like a.....

My eyes were suddenly covered with the fabric. He had to wrap it around a couple of times until he was sure that I couldn't see through the fibers. In another all too fast movement he had me scooped up into his arms and was carrying me outside. I glanced around in confusion, not knowing what he was up to.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see when we get there."

The rest of the trip was made in silence. I took in the sounds and the smells of where we were, noting the little clues that would hopefully reveal our location. We were headed in the wrong direction for the meadow, but I knew we would still be far away from civilization because it was sunny. We came to a stop, and I heard the whooshing sound of water before it crashed down somewhere. He set me on my feet and came around, releasing the blindfold and showing me where we were.

We were standing in a new clearing, a little smaller than our meadow but no less beautiful. A waterfall was in the corner, flowers dotting the grass. I turned and gaped at him, a smiled spreading across my face. He brushed a stray hair behind my ear and smiled.

We spent most of the afternoon there, just talking, laughing, swimming, and kissing. Eventually it was getting late and the sun began it's decent in the sky. We were laying side by side in the grass, his arm around me and me curled against him. He broke the silence.

"Twilight...another ending." His words reminded me of what he had said that night at prom as he gazed at the moon. I never saw the end of the day as a finality. Another followed in it's wake without fail. He turned towards me and placed a kiss on my temple before letting them trail down to the hollow beneath my ear. He whispered so quietly, I could barely hear.

"Another beginning, my love."