Author's Note: This fic was not completely my idea. Someone (on LiveJournal) had mentioned talking with a friend who does not read Twilight, and the friend mentioned Edward's eyes all of a sudden turning green. So I cannot take complete credit, but I promise, once I find out who it was I will credit the person and their friend.

I opened my eyes and looked up at Edward. He gave me a smile. It was soft, thoughtful. Then, all of a sudden it turned into a grin. Edward was grinning from ear to ear. Was it wrong for me to be thinking about how beautiful he was, at a time like this? No, it wasn't. This was the perfect time to notice.

"Wow." He said. I laid my head on his bare chest and sighed contently.

"Now, can you please tell me what you were so afraid of?" I asked when I finally looked back up at his glorious face.

He sat up and crossed his legs, then pulled me into his lap.

"Bella." Was all he said. He ran his fingers through my hair. "Bella." He repeated.

"You said that already." I pointed out. He laughed, shaking me. He leaned down and pressed his lips against mine. I pulled back, alarmed.

"Bella?" he was too shocked to say anything else. For the past few hours, pulling away from him was the farthest thing on my mind. In fact, it had never even crossed my mind.

But I couldn't explain what had just happened.

"Did I make you that hot?" I asked him. He looked bewildered by my question. Something in my expression probably worried him, but I was too preoccupied to think much more about that.

"Bella, we just…well, you obviously know what we just did. What—"was he actually stammering? I suddenly felt guilty for ruining the moment.

"No, when you kissed me, your lips were warm." I said to him. "I was just maybe wondering, if it was because of me. They've never been warm." Although whether or not they made me warm was a different story.

Edward looked skeptic, but he touched his lips anyway. I reached over to touch them with my fingertips too. Colder than ice.

"Maybe I imagined it." I wondered aloud, still muddled.

"Making love has made you delusional, I knew this was a bad idea." He said this but he didn't sound regretful as his wound his cold arms around my waist. He pressed lips, cold now, against the hollow in my neck.

"I love you." I felt like I'd said these words a thousand times in the past few hours but it felt like they still couldn't express what I was really trying to say. I was trying to say something that could not be communicated through mere words.

I ran my fingers through his copper hair as his lips lingered on my neck.

"I love you." I whispered it this time. Even whispered though, it was filled with conviction.

"I love you too." He whispered in my ear. Then he looked up at me with green eyes, filled with love. My eyes widened in shock. I suddenly realized that his eyes weren't green. Well, they weren't supposed to be green.

"Oh my god." My words were choked. Yes, they were green, Edward's eyes were green. His hands flew to my face, his newly green eyes searching for a reason behind my strange actions. "Oh my god." I repeated again when I realized that his fingertips were warm.

"Bella, what is it? Do you regret this? Bella, I am so sorry. You can get your clothes, and we'll go home." He offered. I shook my head.

"No, stop, don't be stupid. Those were the best few hours of my life. I don't regret a thing." I looked at his eyes, I felt like I was gaping at him.

"Then what's wrong?" he asked. He was so sincerely confused.

"Your eyes. Go, go look in the mirror." Was all I managed to say. His brow furrowed in puzzlement, but he removed me off his lap and got up to do as I had suggested. In all my confusion I had forgotten whether or not he showed up in mirrors. But then I realized that he showed up in pictures, so he'd probably see what I had seen.

I stood up and went into the bathroom right after him. I had my clothes in my hands, expecting that I'd probably have to put them on in the very near future. I stood by the doorway.

Edward stood in front of the mirror. He looked alarmed.

"Edward?" I called. He turned to face me, tearing his eyes away from the mirror.

"I need to call Carlisle." He announced. I nodded my head. I reached into the pocket of the pair of jeans I was holding and handed him the cell phone.

He stood, motionless. I reached out to touch him. My hands found his lips. They were warm again.

"Carlisle, we seem to have…" he couldn't find a word to describe what was happening. "A situation." He managed.

There was a pause as Carlisle spoke.

"Is it possible, for a vampire's eyes to change color? Besides the regular color, I mean."

It was obvious that Edward was speaking in a clear tone so that my human ears would be able to follow the gist of the conversation.

"Green." Edward spoke again. Another pause. Edward looked confused again. "Well, yes, it is, but what does that have to do with anything?" he glanced over at me. "Yes, Bella was first to notice." He handed the phone over to me. "He wants to speak to you."

"Hello? Carlisle?" my voice shook.

"Bella, I am hoping that you can tell me a few things. I don't really understand what is happening, but it might help if I found out a few other things. Do you think you can help me?" said Carlisle.

"Yes." I replied.

"Okay, good. Bella, are there any other changes you've noticed in Edward? Recently, of course." He asked. Edward was leaning against the sink, watching my every move, my every expression.

"Well, just before his eyes changed, I noticed that his lips were warm." I felt awkward saying this to Carlisle.

After all, Edward and I were on our honeymoon, it was expected that we would do what we did but saying it to my new father-in-law was not completely comfortable.

"But they turned cold again right after." I added quickly, feeling that I should not leave anything out.

There was a pause.

"Did you say, or do anything, in between the time when his lips were warm then cold?" Carlisle didn't sound uneasy, just very bewildered and curious.

"I told him I loved him." I answered. Edward seemed confused by the way our conversation was going.

"Bella, I am sorry that I have to ask you this, but I've never seen or heard anything like this. And if you answer my question the way I am expecting you will, I think I will not be wrong in saying that it will be something that has never happened before." Said Carlisle.

I realized he was waiting for me to respond. "Go on." I said.

"Have you and Edward…had sex?" he asked me. I looked up to meet Edward's eyes. They were still green. I was used to his eyes changing color, but never to this one.

"Yes." I still felt awkward, but my yearning to understand overshadowed it.

"Bella, I'm really sorry but I think you two will have to come home. I know it's your honeymoon, but there are some things I need to discuss with both you and Edward and in person as well. Will you please put him back on the phone?" said Carlisle.

I hadn't gotten a straight forward answer. But then again, had I expected to?

"It's okay Carlisle, I understand." I said before I handed Edward back the phone.

Edward was quiet as Carlisle spoke. "I won't, don't worry. We'll be on the next flight to Seattle. You can meet us there." After he was finished talking Edward hung up the phone.

"Start packing, I'll go downstairs to check us out." He ordered. I nodded my head, dazed. This was not how honeymoons went. Then again, nothing in my life went according to plan.

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