I remember very few things over the course if the next forty-eight hours. Fire and pain and blood everywhere. Then nothing for a long time. Next were bright lights and I remember being in a hospital. I remember Carlisle over me and Mom, Dad, and Edward beside me. Vaguely I remember eating, using the restroom, taking pills, and talking to nurses but its all sort of a blur as it all happened so I quickly. I had a broken wrist, several cuts, and a not-too-severe concussion. I was assured over and over that James was gone and I didn't have to worry. I just kept thinking that my plan was successful. We could go home. I could see Charlie. I remember being led out of the hospital and back to the unfamiliar house that I did not like. It was not long until I fell asleep once more and when I awoke the next time, I was spread out in the backseat of a car, my head on a soft pillow, my feet in Edwards lap, and a light blanket draped over me. As I rubbed my eyes I saw Dad driving and Mom next to him. We were in Carlisle's car.

"Where are we going, Edward?" I asked immediately. Before he could answer, Dad scoffed and said,

"You know, the person driving might also know where we're going." I smiled a little.

"Okay. Dad, where are we going?"

"I don't know if I want to tell you now," he joked.

"Dad," I whined.

"Okay, since you insist, I'll tell you. We're heading back to Forks," he admitted happily and I beamed. This made all the fear and my injuries worth it.

"Yes," Mom interjected. "And once we're there we can talk about how utterly outrageous your actions were." I groaned.

"Looking forward to it." I knew I'd probably be grounded for quite some time but it didn't effect my good mood. I could finish school at Forks and spend time with Charlie for quite awhile. When it came time for me to become a vampire, I wouldn't be able to see him anymore but maybe I'd send him a letter and very vaguely explain to him why. I'd send him a letter every year so her know I was fine and wouldn't have to go through the complete pain of losing his kid again.

"Do you feel alright?" Edward asked, rolling his eyes at Mom.

"I feel okay," I answered, sitting up and scooting over to him to rest my head on his shoulder, being sure not to touch the bandaged part of my head or move around the wrist with the black cast on it. "I've slept too much lately."

"You needed the rest," he comforted.

Mom scolded, "Of course, you wouldnt have needed the rest if you had just-"

"Rose," Dad interuppted and Mom stopped.

I sighed. "Look, I'm really s-"

"Stop," said Dad. "We'll talk about it at home." Home. The mention of home made me smile and through the rear view mirror I could see Dad smile as well.

"How's your head?" Edward asked and I considered this for a moment before replying,

"Just as complicated as always." He smiled his beautiful half smile that always made me swoon.

"Good. It doesn't hurt, then?"

"No."

"How about your arm?" He asked with a smirk. He had noticed that my arm was strategically placed on his leg. His cool skin numbed the pain.

"Not right now," I answered, smiling innocently, making him chuckle. He placed his hand lightly on my cast, furhter soothing my wrist.

"Are you hungry?" Mom asked, finally breaking her icy silence.

"A little." I admitted.

"We'll stop for food in a few minutes, " said Dad.

"Okay." I relaxed further in to the seat, unbelievably glad to be on the way back to Forks. It was early in the morning when we pulled into the drive of our Forks home and the first thing I said was,

"Was this place always so pretty?"

Dad guffawed. "It's always looked this way."

"No, I think its prettier now," I insisted and truthfully, it looked just as it had before but I was seeing it differently; I appreciated it more.

"If you say so," Dad responded as the other car pulled up behind us. I didn't wait for them to get out of the car as I jogged to the door and swung the door open. I inhaled deeply, the comforting scents of home filling my lungs. It wasn't a second longer until I was joined by everyone else. The first thing I noticed was Alice's lonesome face.

"Why so sad?" I asked.

"I miss the new clothes," she disparaged. I laughed a free, open laugh.

"You can buy more and you know what? I'll even go with you." That did the trick. Her eyes lit up and she squealed,

"Shopping spree!" Carlisle laughed and I realized a moment after that his laugh was directed at me when he said in disbelieve,

"You must be happy if you just agreed to go shopping."

"I am," I replied and then realized what I'd agreed to and added as an after thought,

"Maybe a little crazy too." I made my way to the house phone quickly after that to call Charlie to share the good news and arrange a dinner.