A/N:: Ok, I admit, this chapter is a bit...cutesy, and a bit nauseating to write, however it needed to be written.

Song:: Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol

Laughter filled the night air as Adelaide and Scott lay in the grass of a tiny, secluded clearing, gazing up at the stars. To Adelaide, it felt as if they were the only two people in the world, because when she was with him, he was all she could see.
"So I spent three hours looking for that stupid Lucky Charms Leprechaun."
"I can't believe you fell for that!" Scott exclaimed, trying not to die of laughter.
"I was four, give me a break!"
And they just laid there laughing, not a care in the world. It was a relief to Adelaide just to forget about everything, even if it was for a short time.
"You and you're brother are close then?"
"Yes."
"Tell me about him."
"You really want to know?"
"Addie, I want to know everything about you."
"He's a surgeon in New York. He's married with a son and another baby on the way. There's not much else to tell."
"You're parents like him more." Adelaide noted that this was not a question.
"He was the All-American son. He was the star quarterback on his high school football team, he's smart, he's driven, he knows what he wants in his life."
"So, apart from being a quarterback, how is that any different from you?"
"His profession is practical, his life is set in stone."
"So what is it you want to do?"
"I want to be a journalist. My parents don't see that as a big money profession. That's all they care about really."
"They seem so…superficial, so unlike you."
"Yes."
Silence filled the air as they stared up at the vast sky. Adelaide suddenly realized just how small she was compared to the stars above.
"Tell me something about you now."
"What would you like to know?"
"Do you have any siblings, other than the Cullens, that is?"
He was silent, staring determinedly up at the sky, or so it would appear. But Adelaide knew his thoughts were elsewhere.
"Yes. A long time ago." His tone had a sense of finality to it.
"Scott?" she asked softly, her hand gently resting on his arm.
"Yes?" His voice was stiff.
"What happened?"
He didn't look at her, in fact, nothing in his body language changed, leading Adelaide to believe he hadn't heard her.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"
"I had a little sister. Boy, you I wish you could've met her, she was a real doll. She had this curly brown hair that fell in perfect spirals and these chocolate brown eyes. If she had lived long enough, she would have had all the boys in Chicago lining up to take her out. But she caught pneumonia and died when she was five."
"I'm so sorry."
He put his arm around her, pulling her close as she rested her head on his chest, their fingers entwined. Adelaide could have laid there forever and not have noticed the world was passing her by, because every time Scott was near, everything seemed to fade and it was just him and her that were left in the world. When she looked into his warm, honey colored eyes, all her fears, all her doubts seemed to melt away. Whenever she looked into his eyes, everything was how it should be, perfect.
"I need to tell you something Addie."
Adelaide instantly tensed. She knew it was never a good sign when someone said those words out of the blue like that.
"What is it?"
"I'm not exactly sure how to phrase this…"
She propped herself up on her elbow and looked in square in the eye.
"Scott, it's me. You know whatever it is you can tell me straightforward."
"Not this I can't."
He sat up in one fluid motion and Adelaide mimicked at a much slower human pace. Scott took both her hands in his and looked deep into her crystal blue eyes.
"Adelaide, I would tell you I love you, just like I do every day, but I've come to realize that those words become meaningless if they are said too much. And recently, it seems like everyone in the world is throwing those words around like they are nothing more than words. But to some people, they mean everything. I guess I'm having trouble telling the person who means everything to me just how much everything is."
Adelaide's heart began to flutter uncontrollably.
"Addie, for the rest of my existence, I will love you with all my being. And nothing could ever change that." His infamous smirk spread across his lips. "You are the peanut butter to my jelly."
She let out a loud laugh as his cool lips touched hers gently. "Forever?"
"And always," his smooth voice promised as he brushed a strand of hair out of her face.
As the butterflies flitted around her stomach and her heart leapt as his skin made brief contact with hers, she knew this was all she wanted, all she ever needed. Nothing less would be acceptable. Adelaide would have never guessed that in the span of a few short weeks, someone could make her believe in happily ever after again.
"Addie, can I ask you something?"
"Anything."
"Edward is getting married, and I was wondering if you would be my date to the wedding."
"Under one condition."
"Anything your heart desires," his voice was soft and calm, yet full of unanswered questions.
"Dance with me." It was a simple request, yet it asked so much.
"Until the end of time," he whispered, leaning down and kissing her softly on the lips. It was that simple, yet significant kiss that promised so much. It promised forever and always, and not a moment less.
Smiling to herself, Adelaide closed her eyes and laid her head gently on his chest. It was only seconds before sleep overtook her. Scott kissed the top of her head as he held his entire world in his arms.

"Mm what time is it?" A soft voice asked.
"Early."
Adelaide made an unintelligible noise which sounded suspiciously like 'five more hours' in response, burying her face into Scott's sweatshirt.
"You have work today dearest," he reminded her.
"Bitch."
Scott let out a soft, loving chuckle. "Someone's not a morning person…"
Sitting up, Adelaide gave him a cold stare. "I got less than three hours of sleep. I happen to be one of those people that actually needs a decent amount of sleep and caffeine to function in the morning. So either hand over the coffee or shut the hell up."
He couldn't help but find her grumpiness comical. He would have hardly believed that such a temper could come from someone so tiny.
"I'll take you home, love."

Adelaide pulled into the parking lot of Olympic Outfitters, and took a savory sip of her beloved coffee, before heading inside. She would be working alone, and hoped it would be a slow day. She had only just hung her things up in the back room when the bell above the door sounded. Sighing to herself, she returned to the counter. When she looked toward the door, she was shocked when she saw who was standing there, so out of place.
"Rosalie?"
"I need to know, are you planning on becoming one of us?"|
Adelaide was taken aback. "What?"
Rosalie sighed, clearly frustrated, "Are you going to become one of us?" she repeated slowly.
Would she? Would she choose to become immortal, to give up everyone and everything? She didn't answer; her look must have said everything.
"Just think about it…" And with that Rosalie walked swiftly away, leaving Adelaide alone with her thoughts.