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EDWARD

I love Sarah. Today, at the picnic, I will tell her. Why am I so nervous? I know she loves me. She already knows that I love her. Simply saying the words should not be so unnerving…even if this will be the first time. I feel like I am hyperventilating.

"I didn't think vampires needed to breath." Sarah looks concerned. Her thoughts follow that line. I look like death in her vision. Well, more like death than usual, I guess.

"I'm sorry. Just a nervous reaction," I make the conscious effort to slow my breathing. The wrinkles fade from her brow. Good. No need to make her any more focused on me while I apparently suffer a nervous breakdown. Who knew that a vampire could have one of those?

"Are we almost there?" Sarah is trying to lighten the mood with small talk. That is sweet. I can see the strain of the hike. I should have just carried her.

"Just through the next set of trees," I give her a shaky smile that makes her a little more relaxed. I cannot screw this up. She is too important for anything to not be clear. I should have told her a long time ago…maybe even the first day we met. There's an odd flashback. I was there to try and pull Bella away from Draco and ended up meeting my soul mate.

"These woods are really beautiful. I think I could walk here every day," she declares. Her thoughts convey her sincerity.

"I'm sure we can arrange something for you," I wink and she giggles.

We walk into my special clearing. Sarah's breathe catches in her throat. I have wanted to show her this place for a while now. I specifically chose to bring her here in order to tell her that I love her. It is special and I think that will emphasize what I am going to say. Suddenly, I am very thankful that my brothers are nowhere near us. Jasper would be trying to level out my emotions while Emmett would try to be funny by asking all sorts of inappropriate questions. Sarah, how does it feel being the guy in the relationship? Edward, how old were you when you got your period? The list of potential questions is endless. However, thinking about it has calmed me a little. God, I'm so lame.

SARAH

This clearing is amazing. I can see why we had to hike way longer than should be acceptable for a date. The flowers are pretty. The tree line circles around perfectly. The sunlight filters in. I bet Edward really shines here. I'm using puns in my head. I can't be this lame out loud. This is a date after all. I realize that we have been quiet too long for a normal conversation pause. I peek over and see that Edward is not moving at all. He's not even pretending at breathing anymore.

He's so nervous. It's not like we haven't been on dates before. Also, we love each other. Okay, so neither of us has actually said the words yet. But it can go without saying…right? Oh. My. God. What if he's nervous because he is going to say those three words I am dying to hear? Or, what if he is nervous because it is obvious that I love him and he does not feel the same way? Good gravy, overreact much? I give myself a mental slap across the face. He loves me. I know he does.

"So, are we going to set up or are you going to play statue for the rest of the date?" I try for light, but I think there is a little nervous wobble. Please don't notice the wobble.

"Uh, yes," he ducks his head. If he could, I bet he would be blushing. Good girl Sarah, you have the upper hand…currently. That knowledge gives me more confidence.

"Yes you are going to play statue for the rest of the date?" I try to look as innocent as possible.

"I am going to set up," he quirks an eyebrow. Yeah, he's not buying the innocent routine. My stomach chooses at this exact moment to growl. I actually blush.

"My hero," I say as the picnic is set up in record time. Apparently hunger turns me into a southern belle. Edward does not seem to notice though.

I sit down and look up at him. Why isn't he sitting down too?

EDWARD

I love you. Was that out loud? Sarah sits down. Nope, not out loud. I love you. I LOVE YOU! Why won't the words come out? She called me on my freeze earlier. Who knows how long I zoned out. She's looking up at me. Shit. I'm still standing. How long have I been standing? Quickly, I sit next to her. She seems to have different ideas as she turns and leans her back against my chest. I shift a little when she leans forward for the food. Now she should be more comfortable. I am rewarded with her snuggling in. I sigh, content with the moment. Then it all goes to hell as I realize that she is pressed against my chest. If I had a blood flow, it would cease traveling anywhere but south.

"I love you," I whisper into her ear before placing a kiss on her jugular. She shivers and puts down her plate.

"I love you too," she reaches up and behind her to guide my lips towards hers. I happily oblige. My lips brush hers oh so gently.

Once again, my love has different ideas. Her lips crash into mine. I can't stifle the moan that her boldness creates in me. My hands have a mind of their own as they travel from her hips up her sides. One of them settles on one of her breasts, fondling it gently through her clothes. The other takes a trip across her stomach and pulls her closer to me. She grins and traces my bottom lip with her tongue. Now we are in very welcome, if very dangerous territory. Suddenly, we are enveloped in a cloud of glitter. Perfect.

"Get your hands off of my future bride."

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