I glanced out the window at the rain pouring outside and sighed. “Where are we going?” Dammit! If he had phrased his plea in any other way I could have disregarded it, but he was right-I did owe Bella. And it truly was a small thing to ask.

Edward’s face brightened. “We’re going to meet with some of the wolves and play baseball.”

I couldn’t have been more surprised if he had just confessed that we were going to eat them. “Play baseball…in the rain…with werewolves?” I asked incredulously. We are vampires. Vampires do not play baseball and most certainly not with dogs.

He nodded, an irritating smirk fixed on his face. “Carlisle, Esme, Jasper, and Emmett are downstairs waiting for us, so let’s go!”

“But I’ve never played baseball before,” I muttered as I began searching for some sensible clothes and shoes.

Edward’s laugh reverberated through the room. “You hit a little ball with a bat and run around the bases,” he replied sarcastically. “It should not be too difficult for you,” he explained trying to suppress his chuckle as he exited the room.

God, how ever did I get myself into such a situation? I threw on a t-shirt and laced up what had to be the most ridiculous pair of shoes ever and joined the Cullen’s. Well, most of the Cullen’s. It did not escape my notice that Bella was not down there and my chest tightened at the thought that I had not talked to her once today and that I was unlikely to get the chance at all today. So far, not one day had passed without a visit from my shining light. “Where are Rosalie and Alice?”

Jasper smiled warmly. “They are upstairs plotting something,” he shrugged.

“I am not certain…Bella’s being exceptionally careful and has not told them anything that would be useful for me to overhear,” Edward conceded.

“No good will come of it, that’s for sure,” Emmett laughed. “Who would have thought that Bella and Rose would ever be partners in crime?” He asked shaking his head while chortling under his breath.

(Edward’s POV)

Jacob, Meghan, Quil, and Seth were huddled across the clearing under the foliage of the massive trees in an attempt to stay dry. Sam was holding a green patterned umbrella over Emily, oblivious to everyone around him as he was deep in conversation with her. Jared and Paul were being their typical idiotic selves and rolling around in the mud wrestling.