A few hours later I wake to my stomach growling. After climbing out of bed I make my way to the kitchen. Noticing the time, I realize we've all slept the afternoon away so I decide to make some dinner, hoping the guys will join me. I decide to make something simple so I start boiling some water for the spaghetti. While the water heats, I slice the onions and peppers and cook the hamburger. I add my spaghetti sauce and it isn't long before everything is done. I also, decide to make a salad to go along with the dinner. Once everything is done I head upstairs to wake Michael and my father-in-law.

When I knock on Edwards door there isn't an answer so I try the knob. It isn't locked so I head in. He's just staring at the ceiling. I'm disgusted with myself but I can't help thinking how good looking he is in just his boxers. After a moment, I force my eyes away from him and say "I prepared dinner. Will you please join us?"

He glances over and says "I'm not really hungry."

"I know but you should eat. Please?"

Slowly he gets out of bed and he walks past me. As he passes he accidentally brushes his arm against me. It didn't mean anything but for some reason I realize I'm still in my pajamas. Looking down the hall, I noticed he is heading down the stairs so I head towards my bedroom to get my husband. However, he meets me in the hall because he could already smell the food. We head downstairs for our meal.

As we eat silently I start wondering about planning the funeral for Eliza. Finally, I decide to look up and I ask Edward if he needs assistance planning it out. What was I thinking bringing this up? We all quit eating.

E "I think, we should cremate her." He said in tears

B "Ok, do you need me to contact anyone?"

E "I don't know what to do"

B "I can help. Just tell me what you need"

M "DAMIT, BELLA SHUT UP. DO WE HAVE TO DISCUS THIS NOW!" Michael yelled

B "I'm sorry, I'm just trying to help." I cried

M "Well, stop, this can wait!"

E "Son, don't talk to her like that. She's your wife. She's just trying to help."

M "We don't need her help." He stomped away from the table irately.

E "I'm sorry he's acting like this. You don't deserve it. All you've done is take care of us today." He said patting my hand on top of the table.

B "I understand, I remember how I was when I lost my parents. You and Michael are all I have so I just want to help."

E "I really appreciate that."

We resumed eating in silence. After we were finished I started cleaning up. Edward helped bring over his and Michael's plates. We slowly washed the dishes together. After Edward dried the last dish he looked me in the eyes. "I would really appreciate it if you would call my sister Alice. She is wonderful at planning events. I'm sure she could plan the entire event."

"I'll call her tonight."

"Thank you"

"Would you like to watch some television." I couldn't go back upstairs right this minute. I wanted to give Michael some time to himself.

"Sure" The first thing that came up was the news and of course they were reporting on the fire. I watched a few moments but when they showed Eliza's picture on the screen I had to change it. I turned it to some movie. I wasn't even paying attention. I looked over and Edward was in tears. I scooted to his side of the couch and started to pat his back. Slowly he lowered his head to my lap where he just cried. I continued to rub his back and eventually my right hand went to his hair. As he cried I just continued running my fingers through his hair and whispering it will all be ok.