PROMPT: "Let time cease to exist,

in this moment tonight,

The dream has been touched,

your hand is in mine,

Let the world stop turning for this moment,

So I can kiss you and say I've been touched by love..."

~Rose Masen Cullen

Thank you Rose. Those are some of her lyrics that she writes and sent me for a prompt. Nice, huh?

This is it. The End. Total fluff...


"I waited for you to come back." I tell him with so much certainty, I would bet my life on it.

I did wait. Maybe not in the sense of twiddling my thumbs, but he was never far from my thoughts. He was never removed from my heart. I always wondered, always wished, always dreamed.

And now that he's here, holding me, arms wrapped tight around me. His lips against my ear, breathing me in, I think maybe I should pinch myself, this day having been nothing more than a blur anyway.

We come together underneath the stars above, underneath the darkened sky, and the colorful burst of fireworks. Somehow we treaded full circle on this earth, with our lives and with our love. We made it back to each other - right here, right now.

I sense a certain something that, in my heart, felt so true that I knew I waited all my life to fall in love with him. He is the one. The one that when I was just a girl and thought of my future, it was with him. The one whom when I closed my eyes and wished on falling stars, he was made only for me.

It is with him that I feel complete. Right. Whole.

And I know there are still what-ifs and maybes, and nothing in this world is guaranteed. Who knows if this flame we share will burn out. If our passion will someday smolder away to nothing, but that's the excitement of it all.

No one knows.

Every day will be a journey. An undiscovered treasure. We will wander aimlessly and smile all the way just because we are together again. Finally.

If he asks me to go, I will. I will make a way. If he wants to stay, he can move in with me in my old apartment since now Rose is gone. Whatever he wants I will comply. That will make me happy.

I just want to be with him. For as long as I can.

Daddy once told me that "love doesn't make the world go 'round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile." I'd have to wholeheartedly agree.

For my ride was much, much more enjoyable when I was with Edward. I had never wanted it to end.

All evening long, I've heard snippets of how Edward got here. I'm anxious for it to be just us, for him to tell me the whole story, beginning to end. For that may be the most important story ever told to me.

When he looks at me with that look - the one where he stills, his eyes dance, and he barely grins, my heart leaps in my chest and my toes curl. I'd dreamed of that look, sometimes thinking it was a nightmare because I might not ever see it again. But now it makes my blood run quicker, sending excitement to every vein, every extremity, every cell.

He still loves me.

He still wants me.

And I him, both, more than I can express.

Nothing really matters to me anymore, nothing but us making it work.

He bends his head forward as the fireworks still burst above us. His lips brush my ear, his breath hot and sweet.

"I'm sorry..."

I shake my head to stop him.

He tightens his hold on me. "No, let me say this. I'm sorry I left you. I'm sorry I was too stupid to know that I shouldn't. I'm sorry I was... I was selfish and immature. I'm sorry that you cried over me."

I hear him swallow hard and his voice shakes as he speaks again. "I never in a million years wanted to hurt you or break your heart. You mean everything to me, Bella. Everything."

I turn around to face him, quickly dismissing the show in the sky. My hands lift to cup his face. He is so handsome. His eyes alive as they reflect the night, and the lights, and his love. "You don't have to apologize to me, Edward. There is a crack in everything. That's how the light gets in. So, even thought my heart was broke, I survived. And now you're back. And I want no more, as long as I have you. I'm good."

I laugh and try to dismiss the happy tears that burn my eyes.

He pulls back a little, and his bottom lip disappears under his teeth. He smiles this devilish smile, "While I was gone I heard a quote that reminded me so much of you," he cocks his head to the side.

"Oh really? And what would that be."

He smiles big, his teeth pearly white. He drops his head and shakes it from side to side. Then he lifts his head again and meets my eyes before leaning forward and speaking into my ear. "Love is like a booger. You keep picking at it and picking at it until you get it, then you wonder what you're gonna do with it."

He laughs deep and free and I slap his arm before I burst out into giggles.

"So what are you going to do with it?" I ask after we calm down.

"I'm never going to let it go. Ever."

Long after the clock hit midnight, we continue to kiss and love and touch and hold, it's never enough.

Now more than ever I believe that two people can be connected at the heart and soul. It doesn't matter what you do, or where you live; there are no boundaries or no barriers, no distance too far, if two people are destined to be together, nothing will stand in their way. Nothing.


"Love doesn't make the world go 'round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile." ~Franklin P. Jones

A/N: Thank everyone who read this fic. Thank you to all who reviewed & recc'd it. No, it won't win awards, but it was fun and easy and filling for me. I enjoyed pushing myself and sharing it with you. I received a few more prompts and I wil try to write them as outtakes or something. Really guys, thank you so much. Now go review & then read my other crap to give me incentive to update. ;)

To each of you that reviewed multiple chapters or EVERY chapter, I wish I could send you hot, fresh baked cookies or something. Just know that I noticed. Sorry I haven't review replied. My time is so limited, but I read them all (more than once).

Thanks again,

Mrs. R

(I still want reviews for this, even though it is complete!)