(A/N: My inspiration for this chapter was "The Garden That You Planted" by the band Sea Wolf, its a good song.)


For the next few years things were perfect. I was not even close to doubting the fact that each and evey member of my family loved me. Especially Edward.

Edward and I were seated on the the swing on the back porch of our beautiful house in Toroanto Canada. We were just staying there for the winter. The rest of the family was out hunting. Edward was rocking the swing back and fourth at an even pace, rock, creek, rock, creek. and we had the radio on. A Sea Wolf song was playing softly in the backround of the creeking of the old swing and our conversation. It was calming.

Edward sung to me in a soft angelic voice and I closed my eyes and rested my head on his shoulder.

"good morning dear, I hope I didn't wake you too soon." He Sung as he rubbed my cheek.

I smiled and joined in.

"It must be beautiful, this time of year." I sung an octave up making a beautiful sound.

"All those East Coast leaves, float around like embers from burning trees." We sung.

At that moment Emmett stepped up on the front porch. Leave it to him to ruin the moment. "Heya lovebirds. Pretty singing." I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, it was pretty Emmett, untill you ruined it." I snapped.
"Woah, cool it brown-y locks, whats with the hostility?" He said it in an arrogant tone that only made me madder.
"You constantly do this Emmett, learn to shut up and walk away. Jeeze." I growled, I was getting really frusterated.
Edward decided to step in. "Guys, STOP! You're always fighting!"

Emmett was beyond frusterated at this point and walked away.
I leaned back against Edward in time for the end of the song.

"Everything around me has changed, but the garden that you planted remains."