Outtake 1:

This is something that I planned to be in the story, but decided against it. It's a short conversation between Bella and Edward, before they are together. I don't know in which chapter it would have belonged, because this scene was only in my head. Enjoy :) I pictured this scene in the meadow, so imagine them lying there. But remember; they aren't together yet!

We were lying in the meadow. Some part of me thought this was a bit ironic, but I also liked it. The sun was shining, and here I could relax, just be myself without having to worry about getting seen by a human.

The only bad thing was that Edward came with me. When I tried to avoid it, he said it was his meadow in the first place. I couldn't deny that, so he could come with me. I decided to ignore him, but when we actually lay down, I was relaxed and I stopped caring. We were silent for the first time anyway.

Until, of course, Edward decided to start a conversation.

"Bella?" Edward asked, his voice calm but laced with curiosity.

I braced myself for the thing that came next. I was extremely suspicious of anything that he wanted to ask me, and knowing him he was going to ask something personal. I didn't know if I was ready to share it yet.

"Yes?" I said anyway, knowing I could always refuse to answer.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Depends on what kind of question it is. If it's something personal, I don't want to answer it," I said honestly, preparing him for what was about to come.

"It's not really something personal. It's more… your opinion on something."

"On what?" I asked, getting curious now.

"Well, I was wondering which place in Europe you liked best," Edward said, hesitantly. I was surprised, and sat up to watch his face. It was neutral, like a mask, but I knew that beneath that there were lots of emotions going on. I knew him well enough to know such thing.

"That's not what I expected," I said, a smile creeping up to my face. I thought about it for a moment, and then answered the question. "London."

Now Edward sat up too, facing me. "Really? Interesting. Why is that?"

"I don't really know. I just… like it," I answered, shrugging.

"Why don't you tell me the thing you liked most about each city you went to?"

"Edward, I really don't want to talk about this, okay?" I said, shivering at the memory of the towns I had been to. The towns hadn't been bad, not at all. It was more the reason why I was there that felt bad.

"I really want to know," Edward insisted. I knew that he would keep asking me until I answered.

"Fine. What I liked most about London was… the atmosphere. You can be there as a tourist, but no one will know. And there was this… buzzing in the air, it made me feel excited to be there. I don't know how to describe it," I said.

"Amsterdam… the bookstores. Might sound strange," I said with a grin, "but that reminded me of home. I often went there with Anna because I could find the books I loved so much in there. And I definitely missed reading. Besides, there wasn't much else to do in Holland anyway. Not where Anna lived and Amsterdam was… boring. There aren't too many things to see."

"Paris, definitely a romantic down. But it's… touristic. Unlike London, that makes you feel welcome, Paris made me feel welcome too, but only as a tourist. Not as a person. I did like the things you can see there, like the Louvre and the Eiffel Tower and all… but Paris isn't my town, just like French isn't my language."

"Want to know more?" I said.

"Is there more to say then?" Edward asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, Italy. I can't say much about it, since I spent my time with the Volturi instead of exploring the towns there. But the thing I likes most about the Volturi was how organized they were. I don't know why that was so interesting, but I guess it was just that it was such a huge group of vampires together. And Aro was very friendly. He listened to me when I wanted him to," I finished.

"Okay."

We lay in silence again, and I didn't mind. The sun was warming my cold body up, and I felt much better now that the tension between us had disappeared.

"Bella?" And there the tension was again.

"What?" I said, close to snapping at him.

"Thank you for telling me."

As you see, it was a pointless conversation, it didn't add anything to the story. And… Bella's thoughts about the cities are actually mine. No offense to people from Paris or Amsterdam, those are just my opinions, my experiences. Partially the reason why I didn't add it anyway.

The next chapter will be the alternative ending, the way I planned to end it when I started the story. It'll be up as soon as it's finished!