DISCLAIMER- I don't own Twilight. I do, however own July Fools Day. Copy it, and I may just have to cut you.

A/N- Well, here is it! My long (but hopefully not too long) awaited sequel is finally here! I'll be updating as often as I can, but it all depends on my school workload. Hopefully, I'll be done by the time finals roll around. If not, ya'll are gonna be totally screwed out of updates for like 2 whole weeks.

But, anyways, I had my major epiphany today. (My BIG events all come to me in a burst of intuition. Everything for me occurs by pure happenstance. Haha) and it's good.

Onward and upwards, loves.

All eight of us perched on the edge of our seats.


"Alright, kids. I want a clean fight." Esme warned us all.

"A clean fight?" Edward's voice was laced with sarcasm "The woman that called the Volturi on us last year is looking for a clean fight. That's rich."

She frowned at us. "Very funny."

I heard the minuscule sound of the diode in the clock faltering, and I looked over at it.


The suspense was killing me!

OK, well, maybe not killing me, considering I was already dead and all. Edward had made good on his promise as I had made good on mine. I was a vampire, and I'd become his wife. After a few weeks of sulking around, he began to enjoy my change. Or at least parts of it.

Now, almost a year later, the vibrant red of my eyes had dulled, and was slowly being replaced by the shimmery yellow that matched those of my family. The color reminded me vividly of a new penny.

I sighed loudly and looked over at Edward. He was, undoubtedly, rifling through the thoughts of each and every one of his family members, trying to dig up any decent information on their plans. But, by the frustration evident on his beautiful face, he was coming up blank.

"I swear to god, Emmett, if I have to hear 'Barbie Girl' one more time, I will not hesitate to-"

"Ah ah ah!" Esme scolded, wagging a finger at him. "Play nice."

"Yeah, Eddie. Play nice." Emmett snickered. Edward let out a noise that reminded me of the sound you hear when the lightening is just overhead, and the thunder is shaking the foundation of the house. Emmett let out a shout of laugher before quieting again. Rosalie turned to him, her blonde hair making a curtain between the rest of the household and whatever it was she was whispering in Emmett's ear.

I watched a brightness dance in Emmett's golden eyes, which held my coppery ones intensely. I broke the stare and looked at Edward, concerned. He looked back at me and sighed.

"She's singing 'Freak On A Leash.'" He told me solemnly. I froze. Then he did too. "Emmett? Why 'Animals'? I think I preferred "Barbie Girl'."

"Oh shit." I sputtered. Nothing good could come of that. 'Freak On A Leash' was the song Rose played on full blast when she and Emmett were making some serious animal noises, if you catch my drift. And 'Animals' was Emmett's song of choice. I flinched at the possibilities.

My time to worry was cut short by the almost inaudible tick of the clock. The numbers changed, and the game was on.

Edward and I shot up the stairs like two bullets. Because I was still a newborn, I was just as speedy as he was. Emmett and Rosalie were steps behind. I heard the back door slam, and glanced out the window to see Jasper and Alice catapult into the woods. Carlisle and Esme had locked themselves in the kitchen and the study, respectively. Both were trying to protect what had been destroyed the year before.

I hopped onto the bed, bouncing on the golden comforter while we talked.

"So, what's the plan?" I asked, flying into the air again.

"I have a few ideas. Some of them revolve around you using your ability, though."

I sighed loudly. "Edward, you know I can't really control it yet. We could be in the middle of whatever we're doing, and I could lose it."

"I think that you can do it, Bella. Please, can we try? Please?"

I frowned at him. He was mocking my words of just over a year ago, when I had begged him to at least try to make love before I was changed. He caved. And now, I did too.

"Fine. We can try."

"That's my girl." He gathered me in for a kiss.

"Tsk tsk, Edward." I said, breaking off from him and walking toward the window. I could see the snowy peaks of the Rockies that Denali was infamous for. The beauty was still striking, no matter how often I looked. They reminded me of Edward.

"You know, Bella, once you can control that power of yours, you'll be using rather often." I nuzzled my neck from behind, his cold lips pressed against my own snowy cold skin. I rolled my eyes.

"Edward, focus. I know you were repressed for quite a long time, but seriously. Take it down a notch. Or six. Just for today." I added when he frowned. I slid out from under his hands and walked back towards the bed. "You know, we don't have a song yet."

"Of course we do, Bella. 'Truly Madly Deeply.' Remember? That was out first dance as husband and wife." He looked a little sad, as if I'd forgotten. I shook my head.

"Not that song, Edward. A song like Rose and Emmett have." I said. I'd gotten a little better at the whole "seductive" thing, but it still made me want to blush to hear Edward growl the way he did then.

"Anything in mind?" his cold breath was in my ear.

"Uhm…I was thinking something like Crawl Into Bed With Me." I said, my voice faltering with the intensity of the moment.

He chuckled softly, his breath on my shoulder. "I don't think so. Not quite the right message."

"The…The Bad Touch." I was beginning to have trouble making coherent sentences.

"I don't want to be laughing in a moment like that, Bella."

"Get Down Make Love?"

"Hmm, that's closer." He said into my ear.

"Ah, there it is." I turned to face him. He looked perplexed. "Closer. Nine Inch Nails?"

"Oh, I see. Yes, I think that one fits perfectly." He said before pulling me into an ice cold, yet somehow heated kiss. My brain was battling within itself, to break this off here, or finish what I had started. The little devil on my shoulder was starting to win the argument when I heard a deafening crash from the floor below. We broke apart, both panting in unnecessary breath.

"Well, that didn't sound good, now did it?" he asked me.

"No, not particularly."

"I'm going to go check it out. Stay here." He ordered. I cocked an eyebrow at him. "What?"

"If you don't recall, I don't have to be stashed away anymore, sir. I am, as a matter of fact, stronger than you at this very moment. And I believe that I can hold my own."

"Really? Well, then be my guest, love." Edward stepped back from the doorway and swept his hands towards the space, ushering me out the door.

I stepped into the hallway, and my senses instantly went into high alert. The silence was painful, and even my now graceful footsteps echoed around the hallway. I crept along the wall, lifting my legs high and crouching while treading only on my tip toes. Edward was suddenly behind me, laughing loudly.

"What the hell, Edward?" I looked at him. "I was trying to be stealth!"

"I'm sorry, but you should have seen how you were just walking. It was hilarious. I can't even describe-" his words were suddenly cut off, and he slammed into me, hard. So hard, in fact, that I put a Bella sized hole in the drywall of the hallway. I looked up at him, alarmed. He looked down at me, and before I could protest, his lips were on mine.

I sighed, kissing him back and waiting. When it didn't cease, I gently pushed on Edward's shoulder. When that didn't work, I pushed not so gently.

Now there was an Edward sized hole on the opposing wall. He took the three strides that were necessary to close the gap between us. I held out a hand, stiff arming him.

"Jasper, it'd be simply wonderful if you'd CUT THAT SHIT OUT!" I shouted down the stairs.

"Jasper's not here." Edward said, shaking his head back and forth. "He went into the woods with Alice, remember?"

"Yeah, I remember. But if he's not here, what the heck was that?"

"I'm not sure." He looked confused. I just had an intense loving urge. I felt like I needed to be near you. Like I had to show you how much I loved you."

I sat for a moment. This all seemed a little too familiar. I'd felt the same thing once. The epiphany hit me like a bolt of lightening, and a smile spread across my face. Edward took a tad longer, but he go there too.

"No way." I said, running down the stairs as fast as I could, with Edward inches behind. I bounded to the front door and turned the handle to find a former Volturi member, and now vegetarian friend of ours.

"ALEJANDRO!" I squealed, then leapt to him. He pulled me into an Emmett style hug, spinning me around at a breakneck pace. When my feet finally settled on the ground, I turned back to Edward. He had a big smile on his face as he latched his hand with Alejandro's.

"It's good to see you. Please, come in!" He open the door and ushered him into the new house. After what had happened last year, we'd kept in touch with Alejandro, and quickly became great friends. He was one of the groomsmen in our wedding, and ended up going home with Tanya. She, along with the Cullen's, finally convinced him to change his old ways and become a vegetarian. His eyes were a shade redder than mine, as he slipped more often than I ever had, but they were slowly becoming the shade of ocher that I'd grown accustomed to.

"It's good to see you as well. How are things?" He asked politely. I smiled at him, knowing something was off.

"Wonderful, and you?"

"Things have been excellent. Tanya and I will be getting married at the end of the month, and I came to see if you all had received your invitations or not."

"Why yes, we did. And I would be honored to be a member of your wedding party, by the way." Edward said from beside me.

"Good." Alejandro looked as though he was stalling.

"So, why are you really here?" I asked after a long moment of not-exactly-comfortable silence.

"Am I not allowed to seek the simple pleasure of your company?" he scoffed, pretending to be offended.

"You drove all the way from Forks to have the pleasure of our company?" I asked, incredulous. The Denali clan had moved into our home in Forks, while we had moved into their home in the mountains.


Alejandro and Edward spoke at the same time. I shook my head laughing.

"So, why are you hiding out here?" I asked him.

"I'm not! OK, well, maybe I am, but…" He sighed hugely. A thought that crossed his mind must have amused Edward, for he started laughing.

"Shut your mouth. It is NOT funny." Alejandro scowled at him.

"Oh, yes it is." Edward chuckled.

"What is? Edward, you know how annoying I think that is!" I was getting frustrated, being out of the loop.

"Would you like to tell her, or should I?" Edward looked at him.

"I will."

"Alright, then I'm going to go upstairs for a moment. Try to keep yourselves out of trouble." Edward said before sprinting up the staircase. I turned back to Alejandro expectantly. He stood silently.

"So…" I trailed off.

He sighed loudly again, then spoke in a quiet voice. "I'm scared."

I laughed loudly for a moment while he glowered. "You? Scared? Of what?"

"Well, Tanya tends to get into these holidays. It's REALLY intense in Forks right now. That house is probably already half destroyed." I laughed again. remembering what had happened at that house; holes in the drywall, holes in the glass, secret rooms, a pornography collage, an enormous bonfire with a bomb ignition. It wasn't the first time that house had been torn up, and I'm sure, when we got around to moving back to Forks, it wouldn't be the last.

After a little more hazing on Alejandro's behalf, I brought him to see Esme, who was still holed up in the kitchen. They exchanged pleasantries, but I could see that having the door open was making Esme very, very nervous. I shuffled Alejandro down the hallway to Carlisle, who greeted him politely, then began to brainstorm with him. I wanted to stay, as they had began discussing a plan that involved six gallons of petroleum jelly, an old tire, and a stapler, but a voice calling my name drew me from the room.

"Bella." The sound of Edward's voice was clear, even when he was speaking quietly. He sounded strained.

"What?" I called up the stairs to him.

"Oh, Bella." His voice was still quiet, but I was getting closer.

"Yes, Edward?"

"Bella!" His voice was louder, more urgent this time. Something foul was afoot.

"Edward? Where are you?" I yelled, walking up the stairs. A feeling of dread was leaking through my veins.

I heard nothing.

"Edward?! You're scaring me!"


"Answer me!"

Again, nothing.


"OH GOD! BELLA!" His cry echoed around the house, and I started running.

Aw, lawd. What's going on with Edward?!

I guess you'll just have to come back and find out, won't you?

I've missed you guys, and I'm sorry this took so long. It's sorta been a shitty week for me, with funerals and getting yelled at for, like, no FUCKING REASON AT ALL, and getting my laptop taken away, ect.

I've got the link to this story's playlist in my profile. If you're looking for any of the songs I've mentioned, they're (probably) going to be on that list

I luff you all. Please review!

Random Song Choices

Beg- Evans Blue
Breathe You In- Thousand Foot Krutch
Nothing Like You And I- The Perishers (I heard it on Greek, and fell in lurve)

I love this song, like, a lot.