Summary: See chapters 1-6.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Two Years Later
"Wow!" Henry exclaimed from his spot on Carlisle's shoulders. He had vacated the Mercedes quickly in order to get this spot. His gold eyes were wide with wonder as he gazed up at the new house. "Is it really ours?" he asked, twisting around to look at Esme.
Esme smiled and nodded.
"Do I get my own room?" he asked Carlisle this time.
The eldest vampire nodded.
"Yeehaw!" Henry trumpeted, launching himself over Carlisle's head and down to earth. He continued his quick escape up the front lawn and through the door of the almost mansion.
These little stunts had become common over the past two years. Henry was quite a handful. I shook my head in amusement and climbed out of the silver Volvo I had arrived in. Edward had driven the Vanquish since he still didn't trust me behind the wheel of a car. He had only handed over the keys to the Volvo because Henry was too short to see over the steering wheel and touch the pedals at the same time. It was mildly offensive that he trusted the tiny vampire more than me.
Edward and Henry had a fragile relationship. Henry found Edward to be overbearing and stuck up. Edward found Henry flat out annoying. At least Edward didn't punt Henry like a football anymore, Esme and I had seen to that. He had worked himself into her heart and held on tight. Even Rosalie warmed up to him.
Edward roared up the long gravel drive just behind me, the wheels spinning gravel everywhere. He unfolded himself out of the car and approached me with an open hand. I sighed and tossed the Volvo's keys at him. He caught them easily of course and sent one of his perfect crooked smiles at me that left me fighting a blush.
He had been appallingly enthusiastic about my blushing, having found out about it less than ten hours after Crimson and the others left. He found delight in trying to get me as red as possible, using methods that I just couldn't beat him at. And when I went hunting afterwards in a fit of thirst he would chase after me and apologize once I was in a state to care again. I would forgive him, naturally, and then I would be back in square one.
I bit my tongue as he came closer, not wanting to lose a few moments with him because of a blush. Leaning back on the car I carefully drummed on it without putting dents in the metal as I waited for Edward to approach me. He sauntered up slowly and I pulled the radius of my power in as much as possible.
I had the ability to block the powers of other vampires. My power didn't block things like Rosalie's excessive beauty, or Emmett's strength, or Carlisle's compassion. But it did block Edward's mind reading, and Alice's visions, and Jasper's control on emotions. However, it only blocked Alice and Jasper if they were within my radius of influence, once they were outside of it their powers would work on me. Edward couldn't read my mind no matter how close or far away he was. Carlisle speculated that perhaps my mind was just so private that mental powers in general just didn't work on me. So far we hadn't run into any others of our kind with those kinds of powers, so it was untested. Over the past two years I had honed my power in a way that made it easy for me to extend my radius of influence to over a hundred feet away or to retract it to one foot. Carlisle predicted that with time I would be able to draw the radius within me completely.
When Edward got within a foot of me he gave a full body shiver. The effect of my power was either a relief to him or an annoyance, relief because he could get away from Henry's mental shouting and an annoyance because he felt that if he needed to protect me he had to stay at least a foot away. Whenever he voiced these opinions I would just roll my eyes and kiss him, which normally shut him up for a few hours.
"So, did you kill anything?" he asked jokingly, looking over the car quickly before wrapping his arms around my waist.
"There was this one really old guy, but he looked ready to fall over dead any minute so I don't feel too bad." I replied easily.
He smirked. "I hope he didn't dent the hood." He glanced at the front of the car then turned his eyes back to me.
I smacked his chest lightly and dropped the joke, focusing instead on our new house. Edward was looking at it too, his head tilted to one side.
"It looks like the Alamo," he whispered after a moment. I couldn't contain a slightly unladylike snort at this. Edward chuckled quietly. "Did you know that the frame is made of Styrofoam?"
I groaned. "Lovely, with Emmett and Henry living here we'll be out of a home in weeks."
Edward gave a loud 'ha' and turned to lead me inside with his arm around my waist. "Thank you for not wrecking my car, by the way."
"My pleasure," I said dryly.
Instead of going all the way up the stone steps that led to the large double oak doors, he paused on the third step and looked up at the sloping angle of a twisted tree that had been trimmed in such a way that an experienced climber could make their way up to the roof.
"Come on," Edward smiled crookedly at me and pulled me by the hand over to the wide tree trunk.
I gave a half hearted whine before giving in and following him up the tree. At least the view was nice.
The house itself was tree stories high and made out of Styrofoam and wood pretending to be mud-brick. The roof was a flat expanse that you had to step down onto because the walls went about half a foot above it.
I stepped onto the roof almost gracefully, I had been stumbling less and less lately, most of my clumsy fits these days happened whenever Edward would come into my line of sight.
Just as we had made it to the roof, a very fast yellow Porsche screamed up the long gravel drive and skidded to a rubber burning stop beside Edward's Volvo. Alice shot out of it before the motor had completely stopped, squealing happily and jumping around. "Way to go Edward!" she screamed up at him.
Before he had a chance to see the vision she had obviously just had I extended my radius of influence quickly so that it covered both of them. I received two exasperated shouts of my name for my efforts.
"What's going on?" I demanded. This was one of those times when my power could be an annoyance, but it was even more annoying to be left out of the loop.
Edward sighed. "Can we have some privacy please Alice?"
Alice giggled insanely and disappeared inside the house. I could hear her stampeding through the new home calling for Esme. I could hear the sounds of their excited whispers but not what they were actually saying.
I looked back at Edward. He had his back to me, hands shoved in the pockets of his tan slacks and his head lowered. As I watched him he kicked lightly at a pebble that had made its way to the top of the house. He heaved a great sigh and turned to face me.
"Well, I have a question to ask," he started, leading me over to the raised edge of the wall and pushing me down to sit on it. He followed me down, his body turned to face me and his hands clenched tightly in his lap.
"Edward, are you okay?" I ask quietly.
He pressed his lips together in a thin line and shook his head almost unnoticeably. "Not really," he swallowed. "I feel a bit sick actually." He noticed the worried crease on my brow. "This shouldn't be this hard."
"What's wrong?" I asked, reaching out and taking one of his hands.
He sighed heavily again. Then he muttered something that sounded vaguely like 'screw it' before moving to rest on his knees in front of me, his pale hands resting on my legs. "Bella, I love you so much. And I know that you love me. I hope that these last two years have shown you how deep my feelings are. So, taking all of this into account, I was wondering if you would do me a very large favor."
"I'll do anything for you Edward," I replied truthfully.
"Well," he moved one of his hands off my leg and into his pocket instead. He pulled out a small black box and the air that I had previously been breathing stopped in my chest. "Would you be in my wedding?" He flipped the little box open and pointed the contents at me.
There was absolute silence. Not even birds were chirping.
I looked at the ring that was nestled inside the box. It was a simple gold affair with a small diamond. Not flashy, just elegant and me. The fact that Edward had picked it out himself was fairly obvious to me. Only he knew me that well.
I glanced up at his deep golden eyes. "Are you serious?"
He nodded, determination blazing in his eyes.
I opened my mouth to say something, anything, but I only managed a pathetic squeak. I gave up on saying anything and nodded instead.
A beautiful smile blossomed on his face. He reached up and brushed my hair away from my face before leaning up to kiss me gently. "Let's go spread the news."
I nodded mutely, a silly smile dominating the lower half of my face, as I stood to follow him down to the ground.
And I felt safe. Truly safe. Because Edward was here with me and we were going to be together forever. It was a good feeling. Nothing else mattered, not even the threat of Victoria finding us.
We walked hand in hand inside our new home and toward our new life.
The end and all that jazz.
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