It's been 100 years since we left Forks. A week after our 10 day honeymoon. We moved to Alaska and Edward changed me. It was so painful- three days of pure agony. But Edward held me in his arms, soothing me. I knew I could do this -or anything- with him next to me. For him. For me. For us.

It was today, 100 years later that we decided to move back to Forks. We had stayed put in Alaska for a while until I controlled my blood lust, which I am happy to say was dealt with quickly. After a few years, we moved around a little bit. We stayed in Canada for a few years. It was beautiful there and the house Esme bought for us was amazing. I loved it and was sad to leave it. After another 50 years or so, we moved back to Alaska, until we decided it was time to return to the place where everyone felt the most at home.

As I packed up our room I began to recall all my memories of being in Forks. I struggled to remember a lot of my human memories, which upset me a little because it meant that I couldn't remember much about my parents and my life before I met Edward. There were a few that were clear as crystal to me though. For example, the first day I laid eyes on Edward and the rest of the family, our first trip to our meadow, our first kiss and the wedding and honeymoon. Now there was something I will never forget…

I was pulled out my thoughts by my favorite sound in the world – Edward's velvet voice.

"Bella love, are you just about ready to go? Esme is anxious to get back home – she'll have a lot of cleaning up to do after 100 years!" I laughed at that. Trust Esme to be excited to go home and clean.

"Yep, I'm ready – just let me get my bag and I'll meet you down stairs." He gave me a light kiss then exited the room. I looked around the room once more and sighed. We'd lived her so long now that I would miss it terribly. I'll have to make Edward take me back here some time; I knew he loved the place too.

Edward met me at the bottom of the stairs and pulled me in for a hug. He read my expression.

"We'll come back, I promise." I smiled; he always knew what to say.

We climbed into Edward's beloved Volvo. After my change, Edward, much to my initial disgust, bought me a navy blue Audi. As soon as I discovered the beauty of speed I immediately forgave him. Esme would drive my car home, whilst Carlisle drove his Mercedes, Emmett drove his Jeep, Rose drove her red convertible and Alice and Jasper drove her yellow Porsche.

As we sped along the highway, I began to think back to my memories. The first thing I thought of as I absently swivelled my wedding ring around my finger, was the day of the wedding…