One of my longest chapters yet. This is Edward and Bella's first conversation together and all I can say is finally.

Chapter 6

BPOV

I sat on the ledge of the roof. Letting the rain soak my clothes and hair; wishing it would wash away my memories, too. I had been up here for awhile, just thinking about my life and what I had said.

My friends were probably having a meeting right now about what I said. I would need to find out later what had been decided, but for now I really didn't care what my friends did.

I had enough to deal with. Without going to hear my friends talk about Damascus and I. About how I had known Lara and him would end up together. Asking me why I had even gone to the trouble to help Damascus.

The answer I would have given would have to be because I knew he wasn't a hopeless case. Damascus used to be the most self-hating person I knew. He thought himself ugly and unworthy to be seen by anyone when he was in his true form.

But, I hadn't thought so. I had shown him that he was just as beautiful as anyone else, even more so. I had made him kinder, but it wasn't so I could have him. No, it was because he needed to be better when he met Lara.

Lara with her kind heart would have accepted him in a minute, but not known how to help him completely and Damascus would have just shied away from her. Which was why I had needed to help him. I had just gotten a bit too attached in the process.

I let out a sigh.

"Are your thoughts troubling you?" A velvet voice wrapped in silk asked, out of the blue.

I turned and found myself facing the handsome Edward Cullen.

"Nothing I can't deal with." I answered.

He seemed to consider that for a minute and shrugged,

"Well if you ever need to tell somebody your thoughts I wouldn't mind listening."

"And why wouldn't you mind listening?" I questioned.

"Because I just want to know what you're thinking."

I let out a laugh and asked,

"Wouldn't you already know, seeing as mind reading is your power."

He let out a little laugh of his own as he answered,

"You would think so, but for some reason your mind is a closed book to me and your face doesn't give much information away."

"I'll take that as a compliment.?"

"You can take it any way you like. But how about we talk about something else that will get your mind off those troublesome thoughts you seem to be having." he replied.

"Agreed. So, did you tell all you had learned about me and my friends to the Volturi?" I was truly curious about the answer to this question.

"Of course we told them all we had learned. Which was you and your companions are quite peculiar." he responded sarcasm thick in his voice.

"Well, if you did I would understand. Sometimes you have to tell people things for the better of the group." I said.

"Are your trying to say that you and your friends are a danger to us?" he asked.

"What do you think." I redirected the question back to him.

"From that little display your friends put on the first time we all met I could say they are, but I'm not sure about you."

I gave him a little smile and whispered to myself,

"I'm not sure either."

I didn't know if Edward had heard or not.

"Why are you sitting in the rain?"

I was grateful of the subject change and answered right away,

"It soothes me."

"Are you sure you won't catch your death sitting out there?"

"Yes, I'll be fine, besides it's only sprinkling now, but if you want to make sure I don't, why don't you join me?" I don't know what made me ask him, but I knew I had to. Something about him compelled me to want to know everything about him.

At first, Edward just stood there and didn't respond and I got nervous. What a stupid thing of me to ask. I opened my mouth ready to tell him I was just joking when he spoke,

"I probably should."

For some reason his reply caused me to smile. Most likely, my first real smile of the day.

Edward strode to where I sat and swinging his legs over the ledge he joined me.

"What do you want to talk about?" I asked.

"This was your idea, but how about we talk about music." he suggested.

I felt myself smile again. I loved music, but would Edward share any of the musical tastes that I had?

"I like any types, preferably classical, one of my favorite pieces would have to be Claire De Lune.''

Edward looked at me with astonishment on his face,

"You know Debussy."

I let out a small laugh,

"Yes, but not many people I know, know about him, but I take it you're one of the few people who do know and like his work."

"Of course I do. He's one of my favorite composers, but I do like other types of music except for rap." There was this look in his eye as he spoke of Debussy that drew me in, but instantly lost me when he said he didn't like rap.

"You just don't listen to the right rap songs. In some of them there are beautiful expressions of feelings and poetry described, but of course now some rap songs are just nonsense words. You must, however, find the right ones to listens to.''

Edward looked at me,

"Well, then, I guess I'll just have to let you make me listen to the right rap songs, one day."

I nodded my head in agreement.

"Sometime." but I highly doubted we would be able to talk to one another again, anytime soon.

"Do you play an instrument?"

Edward's new question caught me off guard, but made me feel so happy because the piano was one of my passions.

EPOV

Bella launched right into a detailed explanation of what instrument she played and why. I already knew what she played I just wanted to know the why.

"I play the piano. It is one of the things I hold dear to my heart. The first thing about it that captivated me was the way such complex melodies could be played so beautifully. I began to learn how to play in hopes that I one day could play it just as beautifully as the people I had seen playing it. At first, it was tough and I couldn't understand why I wasn't getting it; until I realized that I was much happier making my own melodies on the piano. So, I began composing my own pieces and..."

Bella suddenly stopped and I couldn't allow it,

"Please, continue."

She looked up at me the hesitance showing in her eyes.

"Are you sure I'm not boring you?"

How could she think that. She was anything, but a bore. She was captivating with the way she spoke of her love for the piano, she looked absolutely lovely in the rain, and, most of all, without being able to hear her thoughts she was a total mystery to me, which was something new, and what held me here listening to every single word she said with such interest.

"No, Bella you are anything, but boring."

With that she continued on and we spent the rest of the night talking. I forgot about everything that wasn't Bella, until of course she let out a gasp and shouted,

"Edward, look!"

I followed her finger to where it pointed... the rising sun and was quite confused. I looked back at her, a question on my face and Bella sighed,

"I love the sunrise. The promise of a new day and things always gives me hope that everything will be better."

She was always surprising me. This new revelation of hers that I had just learned made the growing list of things that I enjoyed about Bella. I wonder what it would be like to see the world through her eyes?

"I never thought of it that way."

"Well, now you can. Think about it all day if you wish, but for now I must be going." she replied.

"Yes, we should get back to our families. They're probably worried sick about us, right now."

She seemed saddened by something, however, as she said,

"I really enjoyed talking to you, Edward."

And then I had a thought, could Bella be sad because she would miss talking to me. I don't know why, but this thought made me feel like singing.

"I wouldn't mind talking to you again, Bella. Anytime is all right."

She gave me a hope filled smile,

"Then you might just be talking to me pretty soon."

I nodded my head in agreement and watched as she left; waiting until she was out of sight to head back to the rooms my family was staying in.

Family. I thought as I realized they would question where I had been to night. Usually, I wouldn't hide things from my family, but for some reason I wanted to keep this meeting between Bella and I a secret.

Right then, I came up with the perfect answer, but had to wonder how long could this secret last.

APOV

"Is your brother back, yet?" Esme had asked this question at least two hundred times throughout the night, and she had just asked it again.

I was getting tired of hearing it. Of course it was unusual for Edward to be gone for this long, but I knew that he could take care of himself. Besides where could he go in Volterra that would pose a threat to his safety.

"Are you sure you can't see him in your visions?" Carlisle, my father, questioned.

I had already said no countless times, but not wanting to upset Esme further, Carlisle kept asking me to double check my visions which showed nothing.

"Yes, I'm sure." I sighed.

Jasper reached over and grabbed my hand in what was supposed to be a comforting manner and whispered,

"It's okay, we know you're trying."

I smiled at him. How I loved this man. He always knew how to make me feel better. Edward on the other hand would be in for a rude awakening when he returned from wherever he was. He knew better than to worry us like this.

"Guys, I'm sure Edward probably went out to meet some hot girl he hasn't told us about, who is probably named Lolita." Emmett joked.

Rosalie snorted at his implication as I rolled my eyes.

"Emmett that's about as likely as him and Tanya hooking up." Rosalie said.

We all had to laugh at that one. No matter how uneasy we had all just been the thought of Tanya and Edward together was hysterical.

"What's so funny?" This new voice startled us out of our laughter.

We all turned to face the doorway and there stood Edward. The only unusual thing was the big grin he wore on his face.

"Edward where have you been all night. You had your mother and I worried." Carlisle said.

"I'm sorry. I just lost track of time." Edward responded.

He didn't look sorry. He looked like he had just had the best night of his life.

"What exactly made you lose track of time?" Emmett asked.

Edward's smile grew even bigger,

"I was just enjoying the rain."

"You do know it stopped raining hours ago." Rosalie pointed out.

"Well, after that I enjoyed the sunrise, but right now I'm going to enjoy my bed, by lying down."

Edward headed towards the door that led into his room. We stared at the closed door, in shock, long after Edward had closed it.

"Edward was enjoying nature." I had to repeat this out loud for my own benefit. I just couldn't grasp the fact that Edward was only enjoying nature.

"I always knew he was gay." Emmett said, shaking his head from side to side.

I opened my mouth to make a remark about Emmett's comment when I realized Edward hadn't come out of his room to hit Emmett. With our vampire hearing I was sure he would have heard that little comment.

"Okay, I'm worried. Edward hasn't come out of his room to hit Emmett." Jasper stated.

Jasper, Rosalie, Emmett, and I looked to Carlisle and Esme to see if they had an answer for Edward's unusual behavior. Instead of looking at us though they were looking at each other, similar small smiles forming on each of their faces.

"What are those smiles for?" I asked, hating not knowing things.

"Can't you see. I think Edward was out with a lady last night. Like Emmett said, but I'm sure her name was not Lolita." Esme answered.

Jasper let out a laugh,

"Nice try. Edward out with a girl." .

"Think about it children, what else causes people to smile like they're a blind man seeing the sun for the first time?" Carlisle questioned.

The room became suddenly silent and I thought, I have to find out what happened. Edward might have a chance at happiness for the first time in over a hundred years.

"Which girl would even bother spending time with Edward, unless they were high at the time they met. Or maybe he met a girl ordered her a drink and slipped something in it." Emmett concluded breaking the silence.

SMACK!!

"Ow! What was that for?" Emmett exclaimed.

Next to him stood Edward, who had obviously hit him, and one thing was certain he was very mad.

"She is, certainly, not on drugs and I would do no such thing to a lady." he stated curtly.

Then he headed back to his bedroom. Aha. So, there was a somebody.

Now, the only question was who?

BPOV

Why is Bella so happy. She shouldn't be. Does she not remember what happened the last time she was happy. Of course she does. She just might be playing around. She has to be because if this thing with that Cullen boy turns out bad...

I don't know what I'll do. I can't let Bella get her hopes up. I need to have a talk with her.

If I ever get off track or something within the story becomes confusing just ask in a review or something. Sorry about any mistakes you may find.

-Jaime